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loveharlow · 1 year

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Omg I almost died reading She Can't Know! It was so good and I'm so excited to see more from you! Speaking of that I have a request. Ik it might take a bit but if you could can you make a smut or fluff alphabet with Ajax? If not I totally understand but if you do tag me!

ty, -Help

SMUT ALPHABET

PAIRING ‧₊˚ Ajax Petropolus x Fem!Reader

SYNOPSIS ‧₊˚ [1.7k] Basically headcanons on what it would be like to get down with Ajax.

WARNING(S) ‧₊˚ characters are of consenting/legal age! swearing, depictions of smut/sexual acts

A/N ‧₊˚ Just a small thanks to everyone showing love to the Ajax content, I've been busy and it helps to remind me and keep me motivated. I'm working on all of the requests so hold tight.

˗ˏˋ ajax masterlist ˎˊ˗

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Ajax is caring but in a casual way if y’know what I mean? Like he’ll clean you up and toss you a shirt of his and kiss your forehead, toss you a bottle of water too, maybe. He’d probably ask to smoke a joint with you if you hadn’t already before having sex.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His own favorite body part would have to be his arms. He wears hoodies and jackets a lot of the time so no one really knows that he has a lot of muscle under there and it took you by surprise the first time you saw him in a regular t-shirt, you literally turned around were like ‘damn.’ and he just looked confused.

His favorite part of yours in general is your legs. He loves your thighs and loves to have his hands on them and loves it when you sit on his lap. He says it brings him comfort. But…he also may have admitted, under the influence and in front of like all your friends, that he loves your boobs.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

So, he likes to cum inside you. But he loves to cum on your thighs, you don’t know why because he himself can’t explain it. He just says that they look pretty covered in it. It’s hell for you to clean up but it leaves your thighs oddly soft after.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He gets himself off when he’s on the phone with you. At first, you didn’t know, or didn’t care enough to notice. But at some point during your relationship, you heard him moan, so clearly, and just asked and he tried to cover it up but eventually gave up and admitted it. You’re under the impression he still does it but he’ll never fess up again.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He isn’t too experienced. Truthfully, Ajax is a bit aloof, so relationships and sex weren’t really on his mind until you two got together. He’s gotten to know you, personally, and what you like. So, when it comes to you? He’s decently experienced.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Cowgirl. That boy is pure filth when he wants to be. He likes to see you above him, he thinks you look like a goddess. And when you come down from your high and smile down at him, all out of breath, he just adores it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

I feel like there’s an in between but definitely leaning more towards the humorous side. Like he has a dopey smile on his face, I don’t think it’s humorous or serious, he just wants to have fun in the moment. Experiment, make you laugh a few times, but still manage to make you feel good.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I don’t think he cares too much. He’ll probably trim it up because he has an irrational fear that if he lets it grow too long, it’ll grow snakes (which cannot happen, he's just ridiculously paranoid). But he doesn’t like to be bald down there because he says it feels weird and doesn’t look right.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Again, he wants to have fun but also feel good. He’s loving and gentle but still dominating in some aspects. He’ll let you have control if you really want it but he’s not overly rough. Demanding, less with words more through actions, but still gentle and caring.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He masturbates often. It’s typically when you’re not around and during the semester because you don’t see each other as often as you’d like. And it’s easy to get caught at Nevermore, so you can't be risky.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

I feel like he most definitely has a marking kink. Like seeing bite marks and hickeys (and bruises if you’re into that) after a wild night makes him proud in a way. He just loves everything about you and the marks are a way to show everyone that you're his without being overly confrontational or affectionate because Ajax has a very laid-back personality.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

His dorm. He doesn’t like to do it in your dorm because the girls somehow always find out and tease the both of you non-stop. With the boys, they do the same to him but he’s used to their banter so he shrugs it off because he has no shame and you never have to endure their teasing because the majority of them are respectful towards you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He loves to see you in a skirt. It will get him riled up real quick. Seeing it sway as you walk, your legs out on display and glowing, it’s heaven for him. He also loves when you sit on his lap of your own accord. He knows PDA isn’t something that comes too naturally to you so the fact that you have no problem just placing yourself in his lap, no matter who's around, just gives him an overwhelming sense of pride and reassurance. Plus, you’re warm all the time so you're like his personal heater.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that would hurt you past the point of being pleasurable. Even if you tell him that it’s okay he won't do it.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves giving, don’t get me wrong. Like the act itself, being in between your thighs that he loves oh-so much and hearing the noises you make, seeing your hands grip the sheets to keep from grabbing his beanie, it’s all great and he could do it for hours. Seriously. But it's something about receiving that has his soul leaving his body. Like when you brush your thumb over his tip, the thing you do with your tongue and when you look up at him through teary eyes. It’s like an overload of emotions and feelings that he can’t get enough of.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

I feel like he’s slow in the beginning, gradually speeding up the closer you get to your climaxes until he’s basically chanting your name under his breath and gripping the headboard as his eyes close shut. His thrusts are long and drawn out but when he’s going back in, it’s a hard solid thrust that has your mouth opening in a silent scream.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

They aren’t his favorite because he can’t chill with you after like he normally would like but if it’s his only option then he’s kind of like ‘fuck it’, y’know? You both get satisfaction and that’s all that matters, but he prefers proper sex. It makes him feel closer to you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Depends on how far you plan on experimenting. He doesn’t do pure pain, like I said. But he’s up for trying new stuff. Putting his hand on your throat, spanking, hair pulling, anything you want as long as it’s pleasurable in some way.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

I’d say 2-3 rounds on a good day. If he doesn’t have too much energy, max 2.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Nah, he doesn’t. Getting some kinky shit into Nevermore is near impossible. The most y’all have got is a vibrator you managed to get in, by some force of nature, that he has used on you a handful of times. But if you want him to use it, he will.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he’s a big tease. He loves to see you get all needy and beg, one time he did it until tears started to form from how bad you were aching. He’ll always cave in and give you what you want, what he wants too.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s not loud but trust me, he is not quiet either. He’ll bury his head into your neck and groan and moan and it’s not loud but it's so close to your ear that you can hear it clearly and feel the sound vibrating down your neck and trail down your spine and it just makes you 10x hornier.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

You’re the first person he had sex with face-to-face. He said he felt like it was too intimate, to see people’s faces and be that close, so anyone he slept with before it was always a position where they weren’t facing each other. Then you guys started talking and going out and he realized he was breaking his own rule when it was too late.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Thick. Hella thick, for sure. A little over average in length, though. I’d give him 6.5 hard, 4 soft. It’s real veiny, too. He’s got hair down there, no question. He’s cut, too.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s a little more than average. He’s still pretty young in general so he got some stamina and pent up frustration from everyday life.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Soon, but not immediately. He doesn’t mind falling asleep before you but he has to make sure you’re good before dozing off. He usually uses your boobs as pillows and wakes up on your stomach because if he slept on your chest all night, they’d hurt like a bitch in the morning.

feedback is appreciated! thanks for reading.

©loveharlow

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yunjardi · 2 years

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my heart bel♡ngs to daddy [series]

[young sugar daddy jake x fem.reader au]

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[click here for this series's masterlist, general warnings, and playlist]

[‼️chapter warnings‼️: 3 smut scenes total [mdni], DADDY KINK YALL IT'S IN THE TITLE, bulge kink, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap mfs), breeding kink, fingering, cockwarming, rough sex, riding, spanking, marking, handjob, cum tasting, angst, lots of plot]

previous chapters

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

*sorry for any grammar errors

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chapter 4: a step backwards

waking up with jake by your side for the nth night in a row always filled your stomach with butterflies though you hated to admit it. he always held you close and didn't like when you shimmied away from his embrace. he would sulk until you either 1. gave him a kiss on the forehead (specifically) or 2. went back into your rightful spot in his arms. he was very much a softie when he was in a sleepy state of mind.

being in a bed with him so often caused you to notice a few things about his sleep mannerisms, or what you like to call, 'jaeyun sleep habits.'

sometimes, he'd fall asleep with his hand inside your shirt, and if he wasn't holding onto on of your boobs, he'd just have one of his big hands resting against your torso which felt oddly comfortable. another thing he would do in his sleep was hum a random song. at first, you thought he'd woke up in the middle of the night and just decided to hum for some reason, but you later realized that he was actually asleep every time he did it. the last thing that you noticed was the fact that he said your name a lot in his sleep. again, this was another circumstance in which you thought he was awake, but after a few times of replying to him with a simple "yes?" with no response from him afterward, you came to the conclusion that he was talking in his sleep. you hated how you noticed all the little things about him, and you also hated the fact that he was somehow so loving toward you subconsciously in his sleep; you didn't want to love jake, but he was making it almost impossible not to fall for him.

when the smallest slivers of light came through the parts of the window that weren't covered by your blackout curtains, jake began to rustle around in the bed, signifying that he was beginning to wake up. as much as you wanted to lay there next to him for an eternity, you 1. had a last-minute assignment to do, 2. you had a short shift at work, and 3. you promised yourself that you'd create distance between yourself and jake though it hurt to think about him not always being by your side.

slowly, you tried to inch your way out of his warm embrace without fully waking him, but he quickly caught on and gently pulled you back toward him, letting out a small content hum when you were close to him again. you wished, for the nth time since you met him, that he didn't act so boyfriend-like, and you began to wonder if you should just give into your feelings, but you quickly snapped out of your hopeless romantic thoughts.

"jake," you whined slightly, "we have to get up now; it's getting late." even though it was only 9 AM. he just let out a soft grumble and cozied himself back into the duvet and continued to hold you tight in his arms. "can we stay awhile?" he softly protested, "i wanna hold you more."

i wanna hold you more.

those words echoed in your head as you gave into his request, cozying yourself back into his arms with intent to stay for awhile.

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your "staying for awhile" turned into you two banging doggystyle on your small living room couch as if you didn't have next door neighbors who could hear every noise that was being made in that moment.

"god, princess," jake moaned out as he spanked your ass harshly, "always such a good toy for me. still so tight no matter how many times i've stretched you out." you held onto the arm of the couch as you moaned helplessly, his strokes causing your back to arch more. the only words you were able to form were shy mewls of his name and the occasional begging for him not to stop

he stood you up and made you lean against the arm of couch as he continued to roughly piston himself in and out of you, putting his hand on the part of your stomach that bulged out every time he was inside you. the room was filled with lewd moans and the sound of skin on skin as the two of you fell deeper and deeper into euphoria. the feeling of his big hands gripping the soft and now red-marked skin of your ass while he came inside you was one of the best things you've ever felt. the sex you just had with him was a complete 180 from the love-making you two were doing the night before. the hard sex definitely made for an energetic start to the day.

the feeling of your sex with jake going from sensual and intimate to rough and lustful kind of made you feel some type of way; you just didn't know exactly what way you were talking about, but you hoped your "relationship" with him wouldn't last long enough for you to find out.

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"y/n, you look dead right now," yeji pointed out as you two mixed cocktails together for a big group of rich people who came in at the ripe time of 12:37 PM right as you were about to call it quits for the day since you'd piled up a bunch of paid vacation days. you sighed as you rolled your eyes sarcastically. "well, i feel dead too, yej," you replied with another sigh as you gathered a few cocktail glasses. "what has you stumped?" she asked as you two began to fill up the fancy glasses. "jake," you admitted. she looked at you with a surprised expression as you two both began walking over to the table in which the big group sat at, serving them their drinks. "what? no way. what did he do?" yeji asked as you two walked back to the bar.

"it's just," you started as you leaned onto the counter, "i think i might- you know- him a little..." yeji's face lit up with with excitement as if she didn't hear how distressed you were over this situation. "that's great! why do you sound so down about it?" she asked as she shook one of your shoulders playfully, "he's so sweet to you, he's hot, and he's rich! that's such a win!" you let out an exaggerated groan as you put your head against her shoulder. "yej, that's not the point," you groaned, "i like him, but i'm embarrassed because i'm probably just another one of his toys. sometimes, i just wanna forget about him and act like i don't know who the hell he is." you sighed as yeji combed a strand of your hair. "for the record," yeji started as she gave you a pat on the top of your head, "i think he's into you, too. i mean come on, i've seen the way he gazes at you, and that's not how a guy looks at just any random girl."

at this point, you were trying to block out her words of reassurance because you really, really did not want jake to make you feel this way. "yeji," you whined, "that's not the point." you extended the last syllable of your sentence. "please, just help me forget about him," you quite literally begged.

she sighed as she tapped her pretty nails on the counter, kind of reminding you that you needed to get yours done too. "how about this," she started, "you hang out with him after your shift and see how it goes. you know, let him spoil you and whatnot." you raised an eyebrow at her proposal. "and how is that going to help?" you asked, rolling your eyes, "i wanna get away from him, not draw him closer."

"here's what i mean by that: you make him take you out, buy you everything, and i mean everything that you want, and maybe then you'll convince yourself that you're only attracted to his money and not him. then after you get home, i'll come over, and we'll discuss. how does that sound?" you couldn't lie, her plan was actually pretty genius.

"yeji, i think you're onto something here," you said with a newfound spark of excitement in your stomach.

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once you arrived home, you immediately started to get ready for jake to pick you up. a part of you wanted to look extra good for him, but if you were trying to get away, why would you wear something that would draw him in? you let out a frustrated groan as you scanned through your closet but decided to settle with a pretty white, pleated skirt, a tight black, long sleeve shirt, black thigh high socks to match your black shirt, and of course, the diamond bracelet from jake as a finishing touch. just as you were looking at your cute outfit in the mirror, you randomly remembered that you had an assignment due... tonight! your eyes practically popped out of your skull at the fact that you almost fully forgot about this assignment. god, you literally promised yourself that you wouldn't let jake be a distraction, but you were very clearly breaking that promise.

after this realization, you quickly sat down on your bed and opened your laptop to hopefully finish up your assignment before jake came to pick you up. "fuck, i'm such a fucking idiot," you whispered in a scolding tone to yourself as you typed on your keyboard at the speed of light, battling the clock. just then, you heard a knock at your door which made you panic even more. you quickly pushed yourself out of bed to go answer the door, not wanting to waste any more time.

opening the door, you were greeted with an always handsome jake who held a pretty bouquet of pink roses for you. you smiled as he wrapped his arms around you before placing the roses on the counter next to perry's fishbowl. "i hate to let go, but i have an assignment to finish so let's take this to my room... in a nonsexual manner..." you said with shifty eyes as you grabbed onto his wrist, dragging him into your room before hopping onto your bed to situate yourself in front of your overheating laptop. you and jake sat on your bed with your backs against the headboard as you typed up some of the last bits of your assignment.

"you're so pretty when you're focused, but i think you'll look even prettier with my babies leaking out of you," jake chuckled as he scooted closer to you, caressing your thigh, "here, come sit." you looked over at him as he made a little space between his legs for you to cozy yourself into. you thought to yourself for a second, battling with you head and heart before happily obliging to sit between his legs. 'no harm in this,' you told yourself as you cozied yourself into the little spot he made you. sitting against him like this automatically made you feel more comfortable as you kept working.

jake rubbed your inner thighs gently as you tried your best to keep all your attention on your work though it was becoming increasingly difficult because of his touch. "jake," you whined, "i need to focus. trust me, i want to do it too, but i promise i'll make it up to you later after we go out."

you couldn't lie to yourself and say you didn't want to fuck him because anyone would be able to tell that it was a lie, including him, so you practically had no choice but to let him know that you were also on the same page.

"is it so bad for daddy to want his princess?" he asked, inching his hand closer to the wet spot that formed on your panties. though you couldn't see his face, you could practically feel the lust in his eyes as he pushed his fingers against your entrance. you couldn't help but spread your legs for him, putting your legs on either side of his to give him easy access. "that's a good girl," he whispered in your ear as he pushed your laptop forward and made you bring your upper body down toward where the laptop screen was. he was in love with the sight of your cute ass being on display for him as your short skirt naturally rode up your thighs due to the position you were in. "c'mon, baby, keep working," jake teased as he slowly slipped your panties off, tossing them onto another part of the bed as he adored your soaking wet entrance. you couldn't help but let out a whimper as you began working again, the feeling of jake's hands on the sensitive spots of your body creating an enormous distraction.

just then, you felt the sensation of his cock entering you without warning, causing you to let out a moan as your fingers immediately halted from typing. "jake," you said breathlessly as you pushed your ass toward him, the two of you moaning in sync. "nope, princess. keep working or i'll pull out," jake tsked as he proceeded to lay back and knead the soft flesh of your ass. it became clear that you would only be cockwarming him until you managed to finish the assignment, and that motivated you to work harder as pathetic as that may sound. the feeling of him stretching you out but with no movement only made you yearn for more.

you heard a quiet "fuck it" escape jakes lips as he started to gently thrust in and out of you. your thighs tremble at the sudden waves of unexpected pleasure as you moaned out, gently throwing your ass back which elicited a groan from him. "fucking yourself on my cock like that. what a naughty girl, focusing more on my cock than your assignment." his statement was far from wrong.

"w-want daddy's cum, please," you whimpered, trying desperately to keep working. "nope. i won't cum inside you unless you finish your work, princess," he said as he slowed down his pace. that, again, motivated you to work until you could submit the assignment as horrendously pathetic as it sounded. "i promise i'm done, please, please, please cum inside me," you begged as you hit 'submit.' and at that, jake painted your walls white as he gripped onto your hips, keeping himself inside you for a minute or two before finally pulling out.

"shall we go out now?"

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jake never failed to surprise you when it came to the shopping centers he brought you to. luxury, brand name shops lined the streets accompanied by expensive restaurants that made the air smell of delicious food. you were fully clueless on how to even begin navigating this place, so you looked up at jake for guidance.

"you always look so confused when we're shopping," he chuckled as he put his arm around your waist, "it's cute." you turned bashful at his comment as you two began to walk down the street, peering into the various shops to see if anything stood out. suddenly, you looked into a shop and spotted a pair of shoes that made your eyes sparkle at the sight. "find something you like, princess?" jake said as he looked over to see you adoring the pair of shoes; versace medusa aevitas platform pumps to be exact. you nodded excitedly, turning your head from the shoes back to his pretty face. "well then, let's go in," he smiled as he planted a kiss on your forehead. another boyfriend move from jake.

a kind woman greeted you upon your entrance to the store, immediately catering to your request to try on the beautiful satin platforms.

"that color looks exquisite on you, madame, don't you think?" the saleswoman asked, turning over to jake who quickly snapped out of his gaze that was fixated on you and only you. "oh yes, definitely, though i think she looks impeccable in every color," he replied to the saleswoman with a smirk as you smiled down at the floor. "we'll take them," jake smiled as you took them off and placed them back into their box. "they'll be waiting at the counter whenever you're ready to check out," the saleswoman nodded as she picked up the shoebox. you muttered a shy 'thank you' as she walked off.

"your turn," you said, looking up at jake innocently as he smiled down at you. he gravitated toward a pair of shoes that matched the pair that he was going to buy for you. you looked down at the ground to hide your bashful face.

"they look just like mine," you laughed shyly as jake tried on the shoes. "that's the point," he said, smiling up at you, "i think it would be cute for us to wear matching stuff when we're out together." your heart weakened at his statement. now how are you supposed to let him go? it felt even more impossible now. your heart couldn't help but feel heavy with worry as you watched him swipe his black card on the pin pad, solidifying his whole 'matching stuff' idea.

it was as if the world wasn't letting you separate yourself from him.

you and jake left the store and continued to walk around a bit until the sun began to set, the fancy streetlights flickering on as you stole glances at jake's beautiful side profile. god, he was gorgeous. that was one of the hardest parts of attempting to create distance; not being able to see his oh-so handsome face.

"anything else you wanna do before we head back to your place?" he asked, startling you out of your thoughts. you two paused as jake let you look around for a second. "actually," you started, looking down at your hands, "is there a nail salon around here?"

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you got a lot of looks from the random rich people who were also at the nail salon when you walked in, and you figured it was because you walked in holding hands with the most stunning man they've ever laid eyes on. instead of the employees asking you what you wanted, they asked jake instead as an excuse to talk to him, and it was super obvious that people were swooning over him, shooting you a few dirty looks just because he was all over you.

why did you feel... jealous? why did you feel jealous of him talking to these random women? why were you jealous of the fact that they were trying to take his attention off of you? you guys aren't even in a relationship, so why were you feeling this way? don't you want people to get between you and him? jake could definitely tell that you were getting a bit overwhelmed, though he didn't know the true reason, so he took initiative and started to help you pick a color for your nails.

"how about this one? i think it would look pretty on you," he smiled as he flipped through the book of color samples with you. you smiled and nodded. "whatever you think would look pretty on me, jake," you said as he smile and began approaching an employee to let them know that you were ready.

you were brought over to a nail tech's table, but before she could start will the small talk and nail measuring, your head turned side to side, looking for jake only to see him waiting on the other side of the salon in the waiting area. you hated the fact that you felt a sense of panic when he wasn't by your side when the main objective for tonight was to convince yourself that you aren't head over heels for him, that you didn't want him. but alas, your plan to somehow throw away your attraction toward him is currently failing.

"i, um, before you start, can he maybe come sit here too?" you asked shyly as you motioned toward the area where jake was seated. "oh yeah, i'll go ahead and pull up a chair for him right now," the woman said, seeming to beam at the fact that she'd be sitting so close to such a handsome guy like jake.

you pranced over happily toward the waiting area where jake was sat, overly excited to invite him to sit next to you while you're getting your nails done. he looked up from his phone to see someone standing in front of him, and he immediately smiled when he realized it was you. "what's wrong, princess?" he asked in a mildly concerned tone, unsure of why you came over to him so quickly after just having sat with the nail tech not long ago. "nothing's wrong," you said as you reached for his hand, "i just wanted you to come sit with me, that's all." he jumped up excitedly like a puppy upon hearing you tell him that and immediately let you lead him over to the mail tech's table.

'why are you so effortlessly flirting with him?!' you scolded yourself harshly in your mind as jake happily held your hand, oblivious as to what you were thinking.

jake sat down in the chair next to you, and it didn't take a genius to realize how blatantly obvious it was that the nail tech was swooning over him while measuring out the plastic nail tips. "would you like anything to drink? water, maybe?" she asked jake and not you. "oh no, i'm alright. thank you for the offer, though," jake replied politely, her ears practically perking up with surprise at his accent. "oh your accent!" she said with a little too much glee in her tone, "where are you from?"

it was getting harder and harder to not roll your eyes at the secondhand embarrassment that you were getting from this interaction between these two; jake was generally uninterested but is too polite to stop talking, while she's having the time of her life by just having a conversation with a hot guy.

you just wanted the awkward interaction to end, not because you were jealous or anything though, right? but as if on queue, your stomach let out an embarrassingly loud grumble, which immediately made jake go into 'i-have-to-spoil-y/n-mode.'

"are you hungry, princess? do you want me to go out real quick and get you something to eat?" he asked as he took his keys out of his pocket. you sheepishly nodded in response as your stomach let out another growl but a lot quieter this time. "okay, i'll be right back, okay?" he smiled, giving a kiss on the cheek, making you blush reluctantly as he stood up to leave.

once he was out the door, the nail tech turned to face you, an odd, lowkey angry look in her eyes. "so," she started in a mildly aggressive tone, "you're boyfriend is cute... how long have you two been together?" her statement felt more interrogative than just a simple question, but still, you responded nicely.

"oh, um, he's not my boyfriend," you said shyly with a light chuckle, "we're just very... fond of each other." which wasn't a lie, but you could understand why it sounded like one. "just so you know, people who are "fond" of each other don't just kiss like that," she said with a snappy tone as she literally put your hands down on the table to do finger quotes when she said the word 'fond.' you weren't stupid and knew she was speaking to you like that out of jealously, so you let it slide though you knew she would've treat you like that if jake was still sitting next to you.

the next few minutes that you two were alone were painstakingly awkward as you two sat in silence, both basically waiting for jake to come back. you couldn't do anything but look down at your hands that were getting closer and closer to being done. at that point, you were thinking that you'd be done by the time he came back, but suddenly, the door chimed and there he was.

he walked back over to you, giving you another kiss on the cheek when he sat down, eliciting a "subtle" eye roll from the nail tech. "sorry it took me awhile, traffic was a little crazy," he apologized as if he had to, "here, i picked a few things up from the convenience store that i thought you'd like." he smiled as he opened up one of the snacks and fed one to you. "thank you, jake," you smiled back before he put another piece in your mouth. "here, drink something too," jake said as he put a straw in a drink and brought it over to your mouth so you could take a sip.

he always pampered you so well, and it was a shame that you had to let him go before things escalated too much; you couldn't risk catching romantic feelings for a rich guy who you probably meant nothing to. plus, he most definitely deserves more than just a college student who works at a bar. your thoughts kept you quiet until your nails were completely done, and jake definitely noticed that something was off though he decided not to mention it.

"you look a little tired, princess," jake chuckled, snapping you out of your thoughts, "we'll head home right after this." you put on a little smile has you chuckled back at him. "yeah, i had a bit of a long day today," you said, trying to sound as natural as possible.

jake opened the car door for you, and you quickly cozied yourself into the seat as he walked around the front of the car to get into the driver's seat. you two sat in comfortable silence with light music playing for the first few miles until you looked up at the road and saw that you were approaching an abandoned parking lot. "hey," you said as you looked over at jake, "pull over at that parking lot. i want to thank you for everything you did for me tonight." his face began to turn pink as he turned toward the parking lot, parking in the furthest spot away from the entrance of the lot as if anyone would see you two.

you two both got into the backseat, and you immediately initiated a make out session. you straddled jake and rolled your hips against his as he began to kiss the exposed skin of your neck and chest. you got off of him and moved yourself onto the floor of the car, kneeling in between his legs as you palmed his clothed crotch. he hissed at the feeling as you began to tease around his upper thighs. jake watched as you undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down slightly to reveal his restraining his boxers had become.

"you make me feel good all the time, so now it's my turn to return the favor," you said seductively as you pulled down his boxers to reveal his throbbing member. you moaned at the sight of how hard he was for you. "such a slut for me," jake teased as he ran his fingers through your hair.

you reached your hand inside your panties to collect some of your arousal to use as lubricant to start jerking his big cock. he let out a moan at the sight of you being such a whore for him as you began to pump his member.

"daddy let me get my nails done all pretty, so i have to show him how pretty my hands look," you said teasingly, looking into his desperate eyes as you increased the speed at which you jerked him off. he threw his head back in pleasure when you began to lick up and down his shaft, giving him soft kisses on the most sensitive parts of his member. he let out a low groan as he gripped onto the seat. turned on by the sight of him being submissive, you snuck two of your free fingers inside yourself and pleased yourself as you were pleasing him. jake noticed almost immediately and let out a low groan."fuck, get on top of me right now," he demanded.

you obeyed and moved from the floor onto the other side of the seat, jake immediately pulling you on top of him. he wasted no time moving your panties to the side and shoving his length into you, eliciting a loud moan from you. he threw his head back has you began to roll your hips against his as he thrusted gently into you, both of you already turning into moaning messes as the car windows fogged up.

"god, i'm so lucky to have such a pretty slut bouncing on my cock almost every single night," jake groaned out as he squeezed the soft flesh of your ass. you nodded, part of your bottom lip between your teeth as you bounced against him. "s-so good," you moaned quietly as his gentle thrusts slowed, signifying that he was close.

you got off of him and brought your hand back to his wet cock, jerking him hard until his cum ran down his veiny member. he moaned and whimpered at the feeling of your tongue collecting his cum before swallowing it. you and jake both sat breathless for a bit before getting back into the front seats to drive off.

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"am i staying over tonight?" jake asked, looking at you with his puppy-dog eyes that were so difficult to resist, but you had to stay strong and tell him no.

"not tonight, jake," you said with a sad expression as he put on a cute pouty face, "yeji is staying over tonight because it's been awhile since we've had a girls night." jake nodded in understanding as he handed you your shopping bags followed by a soft kiss on the lips before you headed toward your door, looking back and waving at him one last time before unlocking the door and going inside. once you locked the door, you put your back against it and pulled out your phone to text yeji.

needless to say, it was gonna be a long night...

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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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This is an idea I've had for a long time but can you do a scenario with Hank and a Darling who knew each other before Hank became a mass murderer? Basically Darling was Hank's only friend and they were very close, Hank already felt an obsession love for Darling but he didn't have the opportunity to confess until there was the boombox accident and after years of the event they meet again, it could be interesting

That sounds like a good idea! I'll try and see what I got >:) Mute! Hank because I love that version- Mixes main series and Project Nexus so sorry Hank's appearance is not consistent like the series.

Before Your Madness...

Yandere! Hank J. Wimbleton Scenario

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Violence, Murder, Abduction, Swearing, Attempted forced kiss, Stalking, Hank's oddly soft in this when with you, Forced/Dubious relationship (Implied Darling puts up with it because they still care for him)

When you knew Hank you always saw him as a... temperate man. He didn't seem to like other grunts. Hank was always silent... keeping to himself.

Unless you happened to be around. That was the only time Hank tolerated another grunt. You were his only friend, which made him not lonely.

Hank wasn't sure why he liked you. Maybe it was because your nature balanced his brewing violent one? He wasn't sure and didn't care.

While other grunts strayed away from him in the Nevada streets... you shuffled alongside him. Hank appreciated you even if he never said it. Others could sense the dark potential within him...

You either couldn't or also didn't care.

Hank may not have been one to talk yet he could listen. He listened to you for every chat you two had. You frequented the park where the boombox incident occurred much later, Hank followed you there every day.

You could say you two were friends. You considered Hank a best friend, your mute grunt companion. He was the one you could always count on for comfort in trying times.

Hank, despite only showing affection through following and body language... cared for you deeply. Romance wasn't entirely dead within him and he tried to show his care towards you. You'd often hold hands, or he'd pull you to lean on him.

His obsession foreshadowed what was to come. Months afer it all started the world fell into madness. Hank's story had begun ever since that boombox incident began. Everything unraveled from there...

In his eyes he wanted to pull you in and keep you to himself.

You soon become lost in the middle of it.

He's a killing machine and good at it.

What's Hank doing now? Being Nevada's most wanted. The darkness that stirred within him has now manifested into killer instinct. Hank has changed from when you knew him.

The newly corrupted land hasn't affected just him. It's affected many. You happened to be included.

You fought enough to survive. You've seen enough of this world that you can barely remember more peaceful times. You took jobs to survive.

It was also the name of a wanted criminal.

You worked with the Sheriff at one point in time... making him a contact you could call upon in your time of need (or his-). The moment you heard the name 'Hank' spill from his lips you had ran to his aid. Hank was a familiar name...

You both meeting the Sheriff may have been fate. You weren't entirely on the side of the coward but having any ally was a good thing. When you saw Hank... memories flooded into your mind. When he looked at you... you could only assume the same for him.

Hank slowly lowers his sword from the Sheriff, only to turn to you. You mouth the word 'Hank' with your mouth, backing up. There was no way Nevada's most wanted...

Was the same friend you met before the world plunged to madness.

As usual, Hank says nothing. He stalks closer to you in clothing as dark as shadow. When he's in front of you there's an unnerving silence.

The Sheriff took the time to flee. It was just you and the killing machine. You hear his breathing from his mask....

Large hands push you to the wall, slamming onto the concrete beside your head. Like a predator trapping prey his build hides you from anyone's view.

You only see your disturbed reflection in his goggles. His breath is still heavy and you can't figure out what's running through his mind. You are in no position to fight him.

You stay still when he moves his hands to your face, cupping you in his hands. You swear he'll break your neck... his touch strange against your skin. Hank's... lost in thought.

It's then Hank suddenly wraps his arms around your torso. You're pulled into his chest as he puts his head on yours. You know you should kill him... he's killed so many in this place.

But you've heard he just comes back...

You also still think of him back in a time where the world wasn't shit.

This touch of his wasn't... repulsive. In a way it was a comfort in a world as cold as this. You just wish it wasn't so tight.

"Hank...?"

You say the name in an unsure tone. Were you trying to be friendly? It was hard as you still harbored fear towards the mass murderer.

Either way hearing his name caused Hank to pull back. His hands are on your shoulders, goggles staring at you in an unreadable gaze. Did he miss you?

"... you remember me? Even now?"

He slowly nods his head.

"Hank... wow, you have quite the reputation."

He shrugs, moving his hands to yours.

"I wasn't expecting you to still be... gentle? Even now I can't believe we were friends..."

You're pulled closer at that statement, arm around your waist as his other hand rests on your cheek. The moment his thumb rolls over your lips you realize he's telling you something. You're not his friend...

You're more.

"Hank... hell of a time to tell me-"

He pulls his mask down slightly, revealing a metal jaw and butchered scars. You widen your eyes and flinch away when he leans closer.

"Woah, slow down...."

You move your hands to his face and hold him still. Hank pauses, only staring at you.

Hank doesn't move. You see behind him one of the Sheriff's goons sneak up behind Hank. Jebus, you believed was the name he went by at times. In an act of respect, you slip Hank's mask back on.

"Give it time. We've only just met up again. I can't just... kiss you like that."

"Look behind you, big guy."

Hank knew what you meant and spun around. You took the time to slip away.

That was when you had met up with Hank again... at the same time you nearly got a taste of the obsession he held towards you.

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Ever since then your life never went back to "normal". No... after being so close to Hank you had felt he never truly left you. Probably because... he didn't.

To obtain you.

After that Sheriff hunt of his he kept an eye on you. Everywhere you went, combat boots followed. Grunts were cut or shot down, blood covered his black clothing... Hank had a new goal.

You usually never saw him, but you sensed him. Hank was always there. Part of you found it comforting... yet you kept reminding yourself this Hank wasn't the Hank from before.

It would never be like before in your mind.

You had wondered when it would all come to a head. When he would finally show himself to you and get things over with. He clearly wanted something.

You had an answer when you set up camp to rest. It was just you and the dark red sky. You cuddled up on your cobbled together bed and rest.

It was then Hank swooped in. He stands over your resting body in bed, staring with curiosity and yearning. It's then he can't wait any longer....

Hank steals you from your camp and carries you off to somewhere he feels you'll be better cared for.

When you wake up from your slumber... it's to metal walls and Hank's gaze. His hand strokes your cheek lovingly and soft. A behavior not fitting of his new persona....

You try to sit up, Hank only pushes you back. Along with his bloodlust... his adoration for you grew in the madness. He isn't sure how to express it... but he knows he doesn't want you to leave.

"Why am I here, Hank?"

It's a foolish question, he gives no response. He only continues to keep a hand on your cheek.

"You were stalking me... you kidnapped me-"

He pauses his affection momentarily to nod. He was always... blunt.

"Why?"

He traces a heart on your chest, an action you'd think was cute if he had done it years ago....

"Hank... I get you still care for me-"

He traces a bigger heart.

"... love me... but you can't just take me like this. We can't... do this."

Hank stares at you. He then shakes his head and lays beside you on the bed he put together for you. (most likely with help from someone?)

You say nothing more. You doubted you could get into his head. You try to remain calm when Hank pulls your back into his chest, arms around you tightly like restraints.

You have little energy to fight him. In a way... you still trust him. Maybe he is still that friend you cared for long ago? Just... twisted, like everything else in this world.

Even now... you are Hank's closest partner since the beginning.

Many would die brutally before he ever let you go again.

#yandere madness combat #yandere madness combat hank #yandere hank j wimbleton

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skyla-mae · 2 years

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Ahhhhh Mae Mae it's Cherry here! I need some Shoto love! Like right now!

Cherry my love! It's been so long since I've heard from you! I'm assuming you wanted romantic tooth rotting fluff, so here you go! Also I'm super behind on MHA, so please excuse me if anything I say is inaccurate!

Title: Tea Time

Warnings: Curse words maybe because this is me we're talking about. GN!bodied reader. NOT PROOF READ.

Description: After a long week at school, it's nice to curl up with your boyfriend and a cup of tea.

You sighed as you settled down in an armchair in the common room. School had been exhausting, with test after test thrown at you challenging both your mental and physical limits. On top of trying to keep good grades, you had tried to keep your social life going by studying with Midoriya, although that had turned into the two of you gushing over the newest additions to your hero suit.

And as if keeping up with your studies and friends wasn't hard enough, there was the added stress of a certain short pervert that took a strange liking to you recently.

You looked out the window, watching the rain stream down the glass. You had always loved rain, until the lights went out of course. There was something oddly calming about thunder, even if it did shake the building.

"Hello darling," a smooth voice broke you from your thoughts. Arms snaked around your waist, a chin resting on your shoulder and a cool cheek pressing against yours. A giggle made its way past your lips as you brought a hand up to tousle the red and white haired boy you had the privilege to call your boyfriend.

"Hi Shoto," you said tiredly, inhaling the faint smell of his expensive cologne.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in days."

"Sho, we are in the same class."

"Still." He turned his face and began peppering your cheek and jaw with quick kisses. A tired smile graced your face, to which Shoto responded with a hum. "Tea?"

"Yes please." He stood and made his way to the kitchenette area, grabbing his tea kettle that everyone else knew better than to touch.

"What kind do you want?"

"Do we have any Sencha left?" Despite not being raised anywhere near the upper class in Japan, since dating Shoto and having been introduced to his family's fine taste, your taste buds took a liking to expensive tea and coffee.

"I think so..." Shoto reached into a cabinet, pulling out a container of Sencha leaves. You got up and walked to him, wrapping your arms around his waist. "Are you alright?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, darling." He turned to face you, wrapping you in his arms. You leaned your head against his chest, feeling the warmth radiating from one side and the coolness from the other. That was another great thing about him. He was always the perfect temperature.

The two of you stood there, wrapped in each other's arms. Words weren't either of your style, preferring to use little physical gestures to show each other affection. So to bask in each other like this, no words needing to be spoken, no interruptions from your friends, no timer set on how long you were allowed to just stand there and feel the love radiating from him, it was pure bliss.

Only when the tea needed to be poured into your cups did the two of you pull away, and even then it was to pour the tea and make your way back to the armchair. Shoto sat down first, setting your cups on the table next to it. You sat sideways in his lap, legs swung over the arm rest. He handed you your cup and almost instantly the warmth radiating through your palms calmed you down.

You hummed in content, meeting the mix-matched gaze of your boyfriend. You gave a soft smile, one that he returned, even if only slightly.

"Feeling better?" He asked, studying your face.

"I always do when I'm with you."

#shoto torodoki #shoto x reader #shoto fluff #bnha todoroki #todoroki shoto #shoto todoroki #todoroki family #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #my hero academia #MHA #BNHA #mha x reader

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icecoolcryodude · 1 year

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humanistic value.

hey slay queens, kings, and other royalties this is not my first fic ever but this is my first cross-posted ao3 fic! read it here<3

I couldn't help but explore the dynamics between my team (esp Shenhe and Ayato!) and mixing that with the trend on tiktok ab ur genshin team sleeping together so... why not!

also fair warning, I impluse wrote this at 11pm and tried to make it as pretty and poetic as possible so pls dont judge too hard LMFAOOOO p.s.: the implied isnt rlly like a... thing. can b romantic or platonic idc.

A moonlit night shines upon the inside of the teapot, a wanderer and the face of a clan already asleep; they've kept each other close, sharing their bodies' warmth. A hand brushes over the blonde wanderers face, brushing back the strands of hair that cover their dozy eyes. The blonde shifts ever so slightly, closer to the other as the hand retracts, almost frightened about what it had done.

"Shenhe?"

A voice beconds from the doorway, the eyes of the commissioner locked onto the woman standing before the others as he continues forth.

"...What are you doing?"

The hand of Shenhe clenches at their newly acquired "tee-shirt", her eyes stuck on the two slumbering bodies. "Merely observing." The words crumble from her lips, her muted words hitting the commissioner, Kamisato Ayato, easily. "I see." Is his only response. He soundlessly shuts the door, his eyes going from the two to Shenhe.

"Is there a particular reason for your observation?" Ayato asks, his eyes drawn to his sister, the face of his clan; and his friend, the wanderer. Shenhe shifts slightly, her hand shaky as they reach for the sheets. They tenderly pull it up over the other two, leaning in before they release the covering. "...I've never seen mortals sleep."

"Oh really?"

"...Yes. I… They look so... peaceful; maybe I should sleep on the floor…?"

Her words are poised like a factual question, but Ayato has seen this type of thing a thousand times. It wasn't fact, or logic, or anything of the sort. It was feeling. The blossom of expression that Ayato couldn't help but admire from this woman.

"No, don't." His words are effortless, but they pierce through Shenhe like her own polearm. They stand there silently, as if... nothing had been said at all. "...But my-" "Aren't you tired?" He'd soon find that her expression had intensified, her brows furrowed as she held the ropes around her wrists. She stayed silent, Ayato soon turning to tuck himself in before…

"I'm cursed, yet you don't care?"

Her words ring out to him, his eyes slowly dawning back to the taller woman as he comments, "No, should you?"

Her hands are trembling, the expression on her face unwavering as they stare down at their painted nails. They couldn't speak, they couldn't find the words to describe the emotions soaring through their head as Ayato slowly caressed her hand.

"You have nothing to fear, one night isn't going to hurt us."

Shenhe looks back to the commissioner, her mind surging with thoughts before muttering, "I warned you."

Their hand slips away from his, slowly lifting the abundant cotton covering and slipping under it next to the wanderer. Their back is turned to the hydro-vision man, staring at the other two as the wanderer sleepily brings Shenhe closer. Her hands feel frigid compared to the others, and they can't help but think about the calamity they'd bring to the others. That is until they feel the commissioners body press against their back, his arms wrapped around their waist as he rests his head on her shoulder.

"Isn't this a little close for your comfort, Ayato?"

The blue-haired man chuckles, smiling as he replies, "Maybe… but I don't mind." His breath tickles her neck, but they don't react at all. They try to just… relax. Almost as if meditating within the strange comfort of everyone's touch. But oddly enough… they feel the commissioners cheeks still pressed again their skin, grinning.

"Ayato?"

"Yes?"

"...Why are you smiling?"

The smile falters, the exorcist can sense it. But now… his eyes link to her again. His lips only slightly parted before he whispers, "...This is nice. I'm happy I've gotten to experience this with you."

The exorcists hands now rest upon his arms, eyes slowly shutting as they finally whisper back,

"...Me too. Thank you."

#genshin impact #shenyato #shenhe #kamisato ayato #kamisato ayaka #kaedehara kazuha #implied shenyato #mentioned kazuha #mentioned ayaka #platonic cuddling #god i love their dynamix #their so interesting pls one of u travel spmspsks #IDK WHY THIS IS SO ROMANTIC???? istg my intent was to stay platonic but dam. these two sus #im so glad i pulled shenhe tbh #finally becomjng an ayaka main #i forgor to post here #whoops sorry yall heres content tho!

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cloudinterlude · 1 year

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stony in bio and three and a half stony posts total lmao. it’s okay to ship stucky come join us.

This is genuinely so hilarious to me omg. Thank you, anon. I like that you confronted me on this cause I was thinking about it. Believe me, I would ship Stucky with you if I could! Unnecessarily long post coming because I love to ramble and talk about myself!

There's a few reasons why I don't talk about Stony that much, but none of them have anything to Stucky LOL. I have zero Stucky posts (as far as I know) for a reason!

This is a Steve blog first and foremost! I just appreciate Steve because I love him so damn much and I want to contribute to his fanbase. There's so many misunderstandings or straight bullshit about his character that are SO easy to counter and clear up and I like doing that. I like talking about who he is, what's he's done, why's he's done it and his interactions with others. I've been a little reserved on that front, but that'll change soon. I was initially nervous about this turning into too much of a shipping account because I didn't want to turn into one of those people who reduce Steve to his ship or only love him when he's in a ship. Thankfully, I found that I just genuinely like the guy individually and can talk about him all day lol.

Funny thing, I actually tried hard as Hell to ship Stucky when I first started watching the MCU for the sole reason it was the top ship on ao3. But I just didn't connect with it at all. I see the vision - even I can admit the idea is extremely romantic. Past lovers who knew each other their whole lives and discovered that not even the force of death can keep them apart? Hell yeah! It's an objectively good ship, but it just doesn't hit me. Now, I actually have exceptions - I do occasionally read Stucky for two reasons. 1) Smut because it's easier to find sub/bottom Steve and that's hot, 2) Good Steve characterization and/or it's Steve centric, 3) If it's Bucky/Steve/Tony with NO Tony/Bucky (annoyingly rare to find this combo). I recently read a Stucky story that made me BALL my eyes out, so I'm not adverse to it, I'm just not passionate about them two together romantically.

Oddly enough, I'm fully willing to be on the platonic soulmates train. Steve and Bucky live in each others' back pockets? All for it. They'd do anything for each other? Yeah, fully agree. They'd by a farm together and live out the rest of their days if they found no one else? Absolutely. Just because I just can't force myself to see it through a romantic lens (most of the time) doesn't mean I'll downplay their relationship. It just doesn't make me feel anything. I suspect a large part of this is because I'm pretty neutral to Bucky's character and I've never been the type to ship characters if I'm not madly in love with and invested in both of them.

If I'm going to be honest, one reason Stony is even in my bio is to warn people that I'm not a Tony anti. I love Tony DOWN despite what I think of some of his decisions. I see him through such a sympathetic eye. I know there are people who have the same views as me (loves Steve, Team Cap, ect ect) don't like Tony and I wanted to give them a fair warning that I will be talking about him fondly, not only as an individual, but also together with our fav, Steve, which puts people off. And I don't particularly care if people hate Stony (I have one MCU ship I hate with a burning passion so I get it lol), but I didn't want to surprise anyone.

The other reason it's in my bio is because I love Stony and want to rep them lol. I'm extremely passionate about them together. ALL versions of them. My banner is the 1872-verse which is one of the most clear-cut canon depictions of Stony. It's perfect! Back on topic though - I actually don't look at many Stony blogs though since I'm particular about them and I'm afraid of seeing something that'll piss me off before I can filter it out lol. Most of my Stony consumption comes from fanfiction (I've even been doing that less since I've ran out of stories that appeal to me) and my own imagination. I actually have no problem talking about them more. I probably will be since I'm working on an insanely long fic on their relationship, but I'm pretty content just talking about Steve.

I don't talk about Stony much mostly because I don't know what to say and I'm nervous on the things I do want to say. Mind you, I'm not a reserved person at all when it comes to flapping my lips about my opinions. In fact, being nervous about it only makes me want to say it more. Just to prove I can lol. I only just learned how to pick my battles online a while ago. But my interpretation of Tony and Steve as individuals are often not in line with what majority of the Stony fandom has agreed on, so I kind of just, let it be. I don't know many people who ship Stony who have the same or even closely related view. Now this may fully be because I'm new to talking about them online so I just haven't had the chance, but I think a large part is that a lot of them just aren't in the fandom as deeply anymore. I've said this before, but I get it. It can be exhausting especially after CW came out. The only reason I'm here is I'm too stubborn for my own good.

Uhhh, I'm pretty sure I had more to say, but I forgot my other points this far...I might edit the post if I remember...anyways, I'm pretty sure this is WAY more than you asked LMAO. I run my mouth a lot! Anyways, thanks anon for stopping by to chat! <3

#Stucky #stevebucky #Stony #stevetony #fandom #shipping #ao3 #post office #LONG POST #thank you anon

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annoying-probably · 2 years

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I don't talk about Ruikasa enough! Have some Ruikasa hcs!!!

Okay, I've seen absolutely loads of people say this but!! rui absolutely uses so many pet names. His main ones are all star themed! (Dearest Star, My Star, Future Star, Shooting Star) or !! He just calls him silly like his prince !! (Oddly makes me think Tsukasa would fit Rilianes dress.) Tsukasa isn't as great at consistent petnames, but he tries sometimes! He acts more like an old romantic; sweetheart, baby, honey- that stuff!

Tsukasa would get super flustered if Rui accidentally 'messed up' and called him something sweet in public. All 'rui!!!! you- you can't do that-!!! >:(((((('

Tsukasa definitely plays annoyed when Rui teases him too much, like turning away and pouting and Rui has to apologize to him by kissing his hand or kissing his face a bunch until he starts laughing.

They're both in love with metaphors. They cannot express properly how much they love the other, so, instead, they just use a bunch of obscure metaphors that only they understand.

They're both outcasts who only feel truly connected to each other, clinging to each other for pure love and pure fear of being alone on both ends. So they like spending time together!

They go on little midnight dates to try and see the stars, Rui even started to study the sky in his free time to ramble off about constellations or myths behind stars. They have tiny picnics and take turns resting their head in each others laps, just comfortable together!

Their first kiss was a stage kiss!!! I dont accept criticism!!!!!

They like to dance together! It doesn't really matter the style, these two are literally respectively the director and script writer (and presumably choreographers) they love making any song that comes on aalllll about them!! main character time!! King didn't have a 3dmv because they would simply be too powerful!!!!

When Rui doesn't need to be home doing something he can only do in his garage bedroom, Tsukasa almost always has him around!! Mainly to make sure he's eating healthy and sleeping well (totally not also because he gets lonely and likes the suprise hugs from behind). This also leads into Tsuaksa making soup a lot for Rui!! but the soup has 23 different vegetables in it and they're all massed up so they can't be a sensory trigger- and Rui will never know. Or so Tsukasa hopes!

They're both autistic and get to stop masking around each other (honestly if they're trying to mask they aren't doing a great job tbh) and somehow get stuck in a loop of mindless echoing vocal stims.

Tsukasa gets a bunch of blankets, pillows and plushies and they sit on the sofa of his house and just watch movies. (Sometimes including a saki! She love meeting new people and hearing about the stupid stuff her brother does!)

They do vocal practice together! I also like to think Tsukasa has an utterly insane like tenor -mezzo soprano range and everytime he belts something high or low Rui just praises and claps for him and it makes Tsukasa really happy!!

Rui has this one suuuper deep voice he can do, and sometimes he uses it just to fluster Tsukasa!

Rui or Tsukasa will be trying to brainstorm something and they have to stop other people interrupting because if the zone (TM) is destroyed the thoughts die.

They absolutely call each other soulmates!!! Either platonically or romantically!!

They match outfits a lot!!! Like they just gradually started to dress a lot like each other!

(for instance this is a very Tsukasa outfit???)

Sometimes, one of them will crack a bit. Just start crying into the other, it isn't scary or weird. Concerning, thought. They just care for the other until they stop. It doesn't really need rhyme or reason, they're just together.

#this got long whoops #love these silly gay clowns #prsk #project sekai #ruikasa #rui kamishiro #tenma tsukasa

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everafterkeiji · 3 years

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Song: Certain Things by James Arthur

Summary: When the setter's decision led him to a war with his heart.

Pairings: Keiji Akaashi x fem! reader

Word count: 5.3k

Genre: angst

A/N: i used to listen to this song nonstop and it just suited how sad this is so no happy endings for this one🤺

"Keiji!"

You watch as she runs up to him, engulfing him in the sweetest hug you could ever imagine. How you envy the feeling of being welcome in his arms. His eyes soften at the sight of her, as she rambled on how amazing he was. He gives her his heart fluttering smile as he lets his palm set on her shoulder, kindly thanking her for watching and supporting him throughout the entire game.

Did your shouts of love become silent to him?

She grabs his towel, patting it lightly on his forehead as he blushes finding the gesture extremely embarassing for the girl he longs for to just wipe away his sweat. He tries to stop her but she insisted, even grabbing her water bottle and giving it to him, asking him to drink some water and rest.

"Hey hey hey- look at me please."

Bokuto says, coming from behind you. You turn to him with water baring eyes, a heartache eating you up with every second you continue to watch. Bokuto sighs as he pulls you in his arms, his chin resting on your crown, as he caresses your hair as you let out an agonizing sob. Bokuto sees the way Akaashi didn't bother to spare them a glance, as Akaashis overall being was captivated by the girl that was beside him. He coes her, whispering how he's got her and he'll never have the courage to let her go, the way the dark haired boy did.

"We won today yeah? Why don't we celebrate?" Bokuto tries to tone his voice in his usual cheery self but feels defeated when he sees her. Y/N looks up at him, he tenses up as he holds your head, an instinct that you were going to look again. You were mid way into letting your eyes land on them but Bokuto stopped you as he held your face in his palm, looking at you with an expression you were well familiar with.

"Y/N."

" 'Taro, shit I'm sorry!" You shouted before wiping away your eyes as his heart winces seeing his friend poorly attempt to regain the sunshine that she once was. Puffed cheeks, swollen eyes, red tinted nose, what a cruel sight yet she dared to cover all of these with a smile. It was disgusting how she made it look so believable, fooling almost everyone that witnessed her little facade. Bokuto falling for it countless of times but has learned to tell the difference every now and then, fitting in for the spot of her once best friend who knew exactly what she was truly feeling.

Akaashi would've read her like a novel he loved but it seems like it wasn't as timeless anymore.

It was now up to Bokuto to handle the shattered girl, even when her own broken heart pierced through her like a knife everyday.

"I-I know a good place to eat at! Maybe then I can treat you for being my favorite ace?" She offers with a sickening chuckle. She was achingly trying. He only gives her a smile, accepting her efforts of hiding how empty she felt. He lets his arm fall on her shoulders, comforting her with everything he can do.

"Oh! I'd like that, kind of like a double date huh? Seems like I get to treat my favorite setter too!" Akemi states, eyes darting towards Akaashi as he becomes flustered with her words. Bokutos eyebrow furrows, and with a pout he tries to insist that you didn't want her to accompany them, but you let your arm come before him as he questions your decisions.

"Sure! The more the merrier right, Ko?" Akemi claps her hand as she gathers her things, Akaashi doing the same. Bokuto takes notice of your longing gaze as he pulls you with him.

"So is that right? I'm your favorite?" Bokuto teases, as you laugh punching him lightly on his shoulder. He chuckles but was taken by surprise as you wrap your arms around his neck, standing on your tip toes to reach him. He immediately wraps his arms around your waist as you pat his hair, nuzzling your face in his neck as you smile, feeling gratitude for an amazing friend like him.

"You were fantastic earlier, I'm sorry for being so-" Bokuto cuts you off with a shout of triumph, making you confused as he pulls away. He wouldn't let her continue her sentence, knowing he couldn't stand hearing her blame herself for something she couldn't handle.

"Ah! What a starter! Thanks Y/N! No wonder I'm the best huh?" He shouts closing his eyes, putting his hands on his hips smiling to himself. You laugh, enjoying how it fed his confidence. Akaashi turns to the two of you watching how Bokuto oddly portray his muscles as you laugh loudly. Akemi smiles beside him, finding the duo quite suited for each other

"They should date! Bokuto makes her so happy!" She claims, as Akaashi blinks, shaking his head turning to meet her green eyes.

"She hates guy who shows off their muscles like that. She think's its a bit cocky." Akemi laughs at Akaashi, since what he said sounded like a known fact.

"Maybe everything can change when she's with him."

She states, making his eyes widen. Impossible. She can't just switch her words just because of Bokuto. He says to himself. Once he hears how genuine your laugh was and realizes that the ace was the cause of it, he stiffens at the thought of the you and the captain together. Akaashi was the one to introduce you to him so it was a surprise you two would come together like that, especially when he felt how Bokuto adjusted to you quite quickly.

"Ooh Y/N likes that color! Will you get it for her, Akaashi?!" Bokuto asks, pointing excitedly at a plush toy. Akaashis blue eyes turned to the location where the finger was pointed and he smiles seeing an immensely cute plush toy he knew you would love but this glee ends when he realizes that Bokuto managed to remember your favorite color.

"Bokuto-san, I'm impressed you knew what she liked." He said with an amused smile. The other boys eyes glimmered in the moonlight, remembering your past conversations with him.

"It's easy! Y/N always talk about many things and it's so freaking awesome. You've known her for the longest time right 'Kaashi? She's so cool." His words bring a smile to the setters lips, loving how Bokuto got along with you so well.

"Oh wait! Akaashi!"

"Yes, Bokuto-san?"

"Well! You've been with her since you were young right? So that means.. you like her!"

Akaashi coughs on his water looking at Bokuto. Bokutos cackle echoed through the air and his words consuming Akaashi's thoughts.

"I do like her but not romantically ok?" He defends, but Bokuto let's out a displeased scoff skipping ahead of the flustered setter. Happily moving knowing he's got him on a hot seat.

"That can change Akaashi!"

And it did.

For Y/N to watch Akemi casually serve Akaashi his food, it was like being tortured in a chamber or watching it to make your brain rot. They look perfect, she thinks. Bokuto was eating happily beside him, and setting aside how hurt she was, she chose to ignore the throbbing of her heart. Akaashi was in front of her as Akemi was in front of Bokuto. The two were in well conversation as Bokuto tried to gather your attention while he brings up how excited he was for a new move.

Dropping your chopsticks, you curse as you got out of your chair to bend down and reach it. Grabbing it in your hands as you look up to see a hand covering the sharp corner of the table. Your eyes follow it and realizing it was Akaashis hand, protecting you if you were to hit your head. This minimal effort was enough to set your soul on fire, admiring how he was able to act so quickly and composed. You return to your seat, Akaashi watching you steadily to make sure you were back. You give him a nod, thanking him for being observant as he smiles to you instead.

Just maybe.

You feel the rising heat on your cheeks as you sip water, hoping it were to ease your frantic heart. You observe Akemi, and painfully suck in the harsh truth that you couldn't deny. Everything that Akaashi has told you about his dream girl, the list of expectations he's had, it was all her. The embodiment of what Akaashi wants to hold, to love and to keep. You hear how her laughter sounded like gentle music, even her personality radiated nothing but sunshine.

All you can do was sigh, when a dream like her already has captured the heart of the young boy you grew to love.

She drops her phone, somewhat mirroring your actions beforehand. Akaashi turns to her immediately, as your heart took another strike seeing him mimic the same actions he had with you. Hand covering the edge, with a gentle hand on her back as she picks up the device leaving you stranded in strings of pain. She smiles at him, casually resting her hand on his as a thank you. Akaashi immediately blushes before placing his other hand on top, eyes lovingly holding onto hers.

The string of hope that you held on for dear life, immediately broke as you let the cup of water fall from your hands, taking an excruciating hit as you were brought back to the silent beating of your heart.

I'm certain that I'm yours.

Or at least I thought.

Bokuto calls your name multiple times as he frantically wipes the spillage of the water that was on the table and on your attire. You felt towels pat your lap gently as Bokuto still continued to put effort in grabbing your attention. Akemi looks at you concerned, worried for whatever thought that you had in mind was enough for you to completely lose your grip on reality.

"Y/N, hey!"

"I didn't think I'd be able to stay with you this long, Y/N." He says with a smile as you walk with him. It was early in the morning, both on your way to school. Coffee in both hands as you give him a pout, finding his statement in a different tone.

"You make it sound like you're unfortunate." You joke as Akaashi laughs beside you, sipping coffee before letting out a satisfied sigh.

"You've been with me even before I got in Fukurodani. I'm just really happy I've found somebody to turn to." You smile as your fingers brush against each other in which at the contact made you both blush. All the tension that was held in the moment was a bunch of unheard confessions, both unwilling to let them speak.

"I'm lucky I have you too, Kei."

"Seems like someone isn't technically happy of sharing the spotlight with me." Akaashi teases pointing at a very sleepy Bokuto who was walking up to you two.You giggle at the setter, while his blue eyes stayed on your smiling lips, relieved that it didn't fail to make him smile as well.

"Y/N."

A stern voice makes your gloomy eyes trail over to a pair of blue ones you were addicted to.

"Y/N? What's wrong with you? You made a mess." He says, completely knocking you off your limit. You stood up, hands on the table with your head down as Bokuto grunts knowing exactly what was bound to happen.

"I'm sorry Akaashi."

"That was reckless. You could've spilled it all over us, even Akemi-"

Bokuto winces when the name slips off of Akaashis lips as you hastily grab your wallet placing the money to Bokuto and mumbling a sorry before rushing to leave, tears falling from your tired eyes once you were out of the restaurant. Bokuto observes the way Akaashis eyes remained enlarged when it hit him how harsh he was. The captain wished that this worry of Akaashi would last long, since this was his first time seeing the setter show any concern for the poor girl in such a long time.

"Bokuto, will she be alright?" Akemi asks him, as he lets out a shrug of defeat. Akaashi bit his lip feeling the responsibility of his actions weigh on both him and the ace. He knew that Bokuto would never be able to comfort her the way he does, and reading her expressions when she left, reassuring her wouldn't be as easy.

Because he was the reason why she was hurting, not even realizing the damage has been done too many times already.

Your feet felt like weights as you ran, feeling the burn of guilt pass through you. On your way to pick up some snacks and refreshments for their match, a certain sight caught your eye leading you to your current decision.

"Yes thank you!" You say with a smile before, leaving the store with the things you bought. You rub your eyes, hating how early you had to catch a bus for their match. This was your only chance to watch them again since you avoided Akaashi for days, making Bokuto your company. You apologized dozens of times to Bokuto for leaving him in an awkward situation. Of course he forgave you, deciding to treat you to a movie instead to erase your worry.

Suddenly a familiar voice spikes up your interest, your head turning left and right to find Akemi. Instead, a tall man walks pass you carrying a bag that you've seen multiple times. You shrug, not wanting to lead to conclusions knowing how Akemi was genuine with her admiration for Akaashi.

"Haru-san!"

Akemi greets, arms wrapped around the waist of the man. You turn to see the two hugging and you gripped the plastic bag in your hands, as Haru places a gentle kiss on her forehead making you stunned even more.

"So where we going later?" He asks, as you lower your head, trying to control your breathing. This is impossible. How could she just lead him on like that! You despised how you weren't able to save Akaashi from the beginning, and now it was your turn to drop a heavy bomb on your best friend.

"We'll meet up later okay? I'll just attend my friend's match."

Friends.

You immediately walked away, weakened at what she just said. No matter shape or form, Akaashi would be hurt, completely. It hurt you that you'd have to see the painful expression on Akaashis face. You bit your lip, trying to avoid the look of dismay on your best friend. You let out a sad sigh as you began to pick up the pace in your walk.

Is it his turn to feel hopeless?

You've tried your best to avoid him. The tension being unresolved between the two of you yet you were happy Akaashi understood why you've created distance between you and him.

Knowing the two were inseparable, you were the one to adjust whenever Bokuto would be heading to practice or even going to lunch. Although, Akaashi gave you some space knowing his outburst completely set a different side to your friendship. You two have never really fought in such a way, he knew even if it was a small fight there was a distinct aura that surrounded the two of you. Beyond what happened, he knew you were facing some other problem that he was clueless of and him adding to your issues wasn't helping the both of you.

So whenever the dark haired boy saw you bid goodbye to Bokuto whenever he was on his way to approach the captain, it stung in his heart.

Akaashi sighs beside Bokuto. Koutaro was prepping himself up completely, pressing his palms to his cheeks. They were up to play soon and the blue eyed boy wonders if she would be able to make it back in time. While he wonders about you, his mind swerves to Akemi. He finds himself foolishly smiling at the thought of them holding hands at the restaurant so he looks at his phone, finding her contact and glancing at their photo.

Next to her contact was yours, which he was hesitant to tap on. He shuts off his phone before seeing Bokuto wave frantically with a smile on his face. Akaashi looks at you, eyes shining knowing you made it just in time to bid him goodluck and hopefully to clear up the quarrel. You felt your heart leap with every step, a war in your head in how you were going to tell him. Your hands tightened as you walk over to them, Bokuto patting your head showing how delighted he was that you were there. Akaashi wonders if you could even spare him a glance.

" 'Taro! I have your snacks but- promise me you'll be the best out there and maybe I'll treat you later!" You say as Bokuto punches the air, his mind in a frenzy at the scenario in his head of eating his favorite food.

You turn to Akaashi, shakily grabbing his arm as he stiffens at your sudden contact. He looks at your weary eyes as you desperately tried to calm down.

"Keiji, can we talk?" Why did you say it like that? He asks himself. His name has never sounded so troublesome before. He fidgets with his fingers as he trails behind you as you lead him to a more private place. You felt the shivers reach your body, immediately bringing coldness at how anxious you were. This was the first time in days where you two would be able to converse properly again.

As you make your way to a corner, Akaashis feet was tapping furiously, scared of what you were going to say. He waits for you to speak as he watches you take a deep breath as you hold his arm once again. Softer than before but it felt like a desperate touch.

"Kei- you do trust me right?" Akaashi nods immediately, lips frowning at the tone of her voice. Is she going to leave me? Please say no. He wanted to get this over with so he wonders if you were just going to rip off the bandaid and end the friendship even if he was willing to apologize multiple times. But then, how could you end it just because he was right about being reckless?

"Akemi- she has a boyfriend, Keiji-"

"You came.. to tell me this?"

"Akaashi- I-I know you like her but"

"God Y/N how could you.." Akaashi exclaims as you aggresively run your fingers through your hair, before grabbing his jacket trying to make him stay. He stands there in shock, as rage and envy flow through him overwhelming him in the process. His hands form a ball as it tightens quickly at the thought of how Akemi was just being nice all the time.

Akaashi looks at you only to find truth in your eyes but his heart betrays the both of you, now broken and in denial that the girl he adored was dating somebody that wasn't him.

"Akaashi, please listen to me! I don't want you to get hurt..believe me!" You pleaded, throwing away how hurt you were from the drastic change in his tone.

"Hurt? So you think you're being considerate then?" Akaashi questions her with spite in his tone. His demeanor towering over her as she crumbles at his voice. Akaashis heart coming back to the reason why it was guarded in the first place.

"Keiji.. you know that's not what I mean!" You defended yourself as Akaashi scoffs. It was mocking you how composed he looked yet the tone of his voice was laced with pure hatred. Deep down, Akaashi accepted the fact that he could never really win Akemi but he was blinded by the pain that you brought him.

"You're just jealous, Y/N. Stop lying." He continued, making you shake your head as you tried to grasp his jacket again but this time your hands barely touched the fabric making your heart gasp at how Akaashi was out of your grip.

"I didn't know you could pull off being a liar, and I don't see myself being a friend with a trait like yours."

The tears flowed down your cheeks as you let out a shakey breath, in disbelief at what he just said. I'm not lying, Akaashi. You promised me you trusted me.

"You said you t-trusted me, Akaashi! How could that change for you!" You shouted as he was brought back to Akemis words.

"Maybe everything can change."

"You promise I'll be okay?"

"I've got no reason to doubt you." He says smiling as you lean your head on his shoulder, tracing random lines and doodling away on his soft skin. Under the beautiful tree, with purple painted skies with clouds up above. After a stressful day on your side, the setter took notice of how you've let yourself fall onto your insecurities once again so he took it upon himself and brought you to a silent place to show you how you shouldn't worry about anything, comforting you with his kind words and him trusting you that would be able to regain your old self again.

"Certain things hurt and you're my only virtue." You confess as his heart spikes up its speed with your response. You sat up, gazing at the houses who seemed too tiny from your distance. You held your knees to your chest with lips formed in a relaxed state as you lean on your arm that was on top of your knee.

And I'm virtually yours.

Akaashi remained with his back on the grass as he admired your features wondering how you could ever put yourself down, when you took away his words whenever you were with him, hiding it perfectly and keeping his admiration far from you to avoid the continous breaking of his heart knowing he'd betray your beloved friendship.

I adore you, he thinks to himself as the only thing that reflected in his eyes were the girl he's lost to his wrong decision.

"You changed and it's disappointing. All because of jealousy? I've been with you for so long, how did you become selfish?"

Selfish. I must've been crazy then, you think. You let out a bitter chuckle, Akaashi frightened at this side of you you've yet to show him before. It was like poison consuming your body, in which the poison came in the form of his words.

"All I've ever been is selfless, god I even let you fall for someone else when I've been in love with you for years."

You took a step back as Akaashi stood where he was, feeling as if his feet couldn't leave the floor as he lets himself drown in your confession. He gulps as he was struck with regret since he had no idea how to respond to you. His eyes trail to the floor as he struggles to find the words.

Then the battle began, between in what he knows whose right for you and his heart who wanted no one else but you.

He was miserable. A side of him wanted to say how much he's waited for you to bid those words to him and claim that he's felt the same as you, but the other side wanted to badly decline knowing he was stuck in choosing you and Akemi. Akemi who has effortlessly tugged on his heart strings and gained it with her gentleness and beautiful personality, and you who's promised to stay forever and loved him longer than anyone else has.

Don't make me choose on who I love more.

He knew the time would come where his decisions would bare another heavy mark on him. He's already made a terrible one by putting his heart in the hands of Akemis instead of yours. He wishes there wasn't a deadline to this difficult decision, but to him it seemed like if he doesn't choose now, he'd feel the pain everyday.

"AKAASHI! LET'S GO!" Bokuto screams as Akaashi turns his eyes to you in a swift move, finding your eyes covered in tears but how come you looked like you felt nothing? You sniffle as you give him a warm smile, a reaction he didn't want to see knowing it wasn't a smile that could bring him joy.

"Goodluck, Akaashi."

He takes a step forward trying to capture you in his arms but Bokuto grabs him by the arm pulling him away from you, Bokuto saying goodbye to you as well and reminding you the promise you gave him. That moment, all that Akaashi wanted to was run and replace the silence he gave you. You deserved to hear what he truly felt, but his words were trapped as he still had to examine if he was choosing the right ones.

But he ran out of time.

The game starts and he prays for his performance to be at his usual best. Once Bokuto had the setter to himself, Akaashi couldn't hold back and told him what happened. Bokuto felt horrible for both of you, while feeling revengeful to Akemi since he too fell for her sweet gestures to Akaashi thinking that she actually liked him. Importantly, Bokuto badly wanted to be there for you. He knew how much you liked him so for you to confess so suddenly during your argument, it had the grey haired boy worried about you.

He couldn't blame Akaashi, as much as he wanted to. He acted in a way because he was suffering, but they didn't realize they both were. Though, he wished Akaashi could've treated her better, believed her. Bokuto believed her the minute Akaashi told him, and it was because he trusted her completely and she wouldn't speak out without a reason meanwhile Akaashi chose to hold onto denial.

And as they play, Akaashi looks over to the stands, searching for you when he came upon Akemis. The pretty girl with an arm wrapped around her shoulder as Akaashi loses the ball in his hands from the view.

"Akaashi, please listen to me! I don't want you to get hurt..believe me!"

"You said you t-trusted me, Akaashi! How could that change for you!"

Like the ball falling to the floor, his heart went along with it.

Scream. That's what he wanted to do. How absurd of him to get it wrong twice, there shouldn't even be any room for mistakes. I can't believe I lost her..again. Akaashi thinks. There was a painful ache in his heart, yet he couldn't set it free not wanting to let down the team. Especially in a match like this. He wanted to break, to land on the ground and let his consciousness scold him for hours. He deserved it. He should've learned but he was trapped inside a world where he thought Akemi would've been his everything, when he was blind to how powerful his love for you all this time.

Come back to me.

"Akaashi!" Bokutos hand reach his shoulder and all he could do was stare at a pair of blank eyes. Before the ace could ask what happened, Akaashi was clutching on to Bokutos jersey harshly taking the older boy by surprise.

"She was right." Akaashi utters as he points to the crowd making Bokuto squint just to find where Akemi was. Once he finds them, he sighs sadly before trying to come up with a response to cheer the boy up. It was obvious that Akaashi was too affected to perform properly. Lip quivering as if his world was destroyed twice.

"Doesn't that mean the only thing you can come back to is Y/N?"

Akaashi looks up to him, confused. Bokuto patted the boys shoulder with a soft smile.

"Look over there." This time, it was Bokutos turn to point to the other side of the stands to see you glancing over them. Akaashis eyes glimmered at the sight of you, like life was brought to him in an instant. Happiness couldn't be the only word to describe his emotions.

You were watching.

And he was going to win. Just for you.

This brings him a massive wave of energy, not digging into his thoughts. You smile wiping your heavy eyes seeing him back to his usual self. In his heart he was happy but a mistake shouldn't be rewarded by a smile.

Sticking to his promise, they won but an unfamiliar feeling sets in his skin making him stop in his tracks making Bokuto look behind him to see Akaashi with his hand on top of his chest and eyes straight to the floor. Bokuto grips the phone in his hand, biting his lip and looking down, his heart aching as well.

"Bokuto-san, where is she?" His voice cracks, a tear finally escaping his eyes. He lets out a soft sniffle looking everywhere for a trace of you. Bokuto just shakes his head as a response and Akaashis eyes widen as he harshly wipes away his tears with the sleeve of his jacket. Written in his lips and eyes, Akaashi was exhausted. At first, he thought that letting go of his emotions would be the answer but now he was letting them free yet he didn't wanna scream anymore. He already felt his throat dry at the realization.

"Doesn't that mean the only thing you can come back to is Y/N?"

You sank in your seat, numb to how wet your cheeks were from the continous flow of your tears. Your chest was heaving up and down but your eyes were already closed with tight lips pressed into a line. There were certain things you wish you could've done, but staying wasn't an option when you've gone through multiple battles already. This was the last straw.

Even if you did wanted to fight for him, would he do the same?

You let out a sigh as you open your eyes seeing the road and reminiscing on your last walk with Akaashi.

"What's her name again?" You ask, kicking a rock to the side before shoving your hands inside the pocket of your blazer. Akaashi smiles out of bliss at the thought of her smile and once you've got a glimpse of his expression, you question the drop in your heartbeat as you see him blush before fidgeting with his fingers.

"Akemi." He says, his heart beating loudly. Saying her name already brought the setter in touch with his emotions. It was unlikely for him to feel his heart flutter, but being around Akemi brought him to smile whenever she was there, get anxious to respond to her, and get a flush on his cheeks at the thought of her moments with him.

The name rings in your ears as you were greeted by the silencing beat of your heart. You watch as he turns to you since you've trailed behind him. You visualize how you've seen him with Akemi during lunch and that's when you knew.

It's never going to be me, is it?

"Let's go, Bokuto-san." Bokuto bit his lip, waiting for you to go to them and proving him it was all a prank.

"Akaashi-"

"She left already and I-" His voice breaks making Bokuto gaze at him in pain.

"I'm sorry I couldn't make her stay, Akaashi." Bokuto whispers. Akaashi drags his sleeve to his eyes again, hating how his eyes grew heavy with the tears that escaped his sorrowful blue ones. With a tragic wound embedded in his heart, he spoke.

"I couldn't either."

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allwaswell16 · 2 years

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I know this is a very specific thing, but do you have any fics where one knows the other has a crush on them and goes on as normal until they realize they have a crush as well.

I have no idea what this trope is called but the few times I've read it, I've loved it. Thank you so much for your help <333

Hi, anon! I think I'd call that trope "pining," but maybe a specific instance of pining? Maybe unrequited pining that turns to requited? Anyway, you're getting a 2-for-1 fic rec because I made you a pining fic rec (because I didn't have one) that you can find here. But I'm also going to give you some fics below that are that specific kind of pining you're looking for. Happy reading!

if you'll be my star, i'll be your sky by g_uttertrash

Louis smiles in the smuggest, most infuriating way, like he knows every thought filtering through Harry’s mind. He probably does.

“I thought you were a student, yeah,” Louis says, voice quieter now, leaving Harry to lean over the baluster somewhat to hear. “But I hoped you weren't.”

(or, Harry Potter AU where Harry takes a teaching post at Hogwarts and gets a little more than he expected when he meets the fit Transfiguration professor, Louis, who looks oddly familiar... Featuring Messrs. Horan, Malik, and Payne as well, along with some familiar faces from the HPverse)

Looking Through You by @allwaswell16

Just as Louis and Liam were starting out in the music industry, writing and producing for up and coming artists, a fateful meeting with new pop singer Harry Styles changes everything. Four years later, just as Harry is set to embark on his next world tour, a drunken confession causes a rift between once inseparable friends. As Harry tries to make sense of his feelings for Louis, he begins writing his next album to express them as it may be the only way to break through the walls that Louis has built between them.

i don't wanna be your friend, i wanna kiss your neck by crybaby

Harry has been in love with Louis Tomlinson for four years, five months, and thirteen days. Harry had fallen in love with Louis Tomlinson like how he’d seen in movies, and how he’d read in all the books he’d stolen from Gemma, headfirst and shameless. The only problem was, that in films and books, love was always either returned instantly, or else it took time for unrequited love to lose the first two letters, and since the first option was obviously not true, Harry decided he would wait for the second to become reality. And so Harry waited, three years, eight months, and four days, before his heart had been broken by a gentle rejection and a misplaced blowjob, before Louis and Gemma had packed up and gone to Manchester for university.

(Harry is a hopelessly romantic omega and Louis is his sister's best friend)

Just Another Ordinary Day by orphan_account

Omega Louis finds out his best friend (who he may or may not be in love with) Harry, an Alpha, might have found someone he wants to mate with. Jealous and tired of dealing with it all, he confronts Harry and demands to know who it is. The Alpha refuses to give a name but proceeds to describe the object of his affection.

Despite not wanting to hear about how much Harry wants this supposedly "perfect, witty, gorgeous, stubborn, most beautiful thing I've ever seen, with a body that drives me mad" boy, Louis listens like the good friend he is.

#ask #anon #fic ask #fic rec #pining

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softsebnbuckystan · 3 years

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Souls ties - Part 3 (Bucky Barnes au)

"I had all and then most of you

Some and now none of you

Take me back to the night we met"

The sun had set a while ago and the band had been replaced by speakers, meaning the party was coming to an end, even though you still hadn't properly talked to Bucky. You knew you probably should've payed more attention to your own husband but Darren seemed to enjoy himself more around his college friends. It would've driven you mad, had it been a regular party. Oddly enough, his behaviour that night didn't bother you as much as it should've. One might say your attention was elsewhere. It was late, and you were thirsty for water after all the champagne and hors-d'oeuvres you'd had. You were positive your rosy cheeks attested for it. At the bar, you took a minute for yourself and sat down, taking this occasion to relieve your feet from your high-heel shoes. The night's fresh air made the hair on your neck stand on end and your body's instinct was to shiver, even though the weather was still quite nice. Your body tensed up as you felt a presence at your side.

"Feeling a little tired there?" he asked. You were starting to know this voice now, and it was like music to your ears.

"I needed to be away from the crowd for a moment," you confessed.

"Oh, I can leave if you want."

This made you look at him instantly. "No, stay." You realised how pressing you must've sound and chuckled at his confused eyes – which had a beautiful shade of blue in the moonlight. "I mean...I didn't want to get away from you, specifically. Sorry if it sounded that way."

"I'd get it, you know," Bucky said. "What happened earlier..."

"...was disturbing for us both, I assume."

Bucky didn't say anything about you interrupting him. It felt natural, actually, almost like finishing his sentence rather than rudely stopping him mid-speech. "Yeah, exactly," he continued. "I'm really sorry if that caused you...any pain or something."

"What? The coffee?" you asked naïvely. "Don't worry, it wasn't that hot," you said with a wink.

A faint smile appeared on Bucky's lips, making you notice both how he hadn't smiled much until then and that it lightened up his face in a touching way.

"I meant pain as in fear, or anxiety. Your wedding mustn't be the place you expected to hear those words." He looked you in the eyes and you shivered once more. "Are you cold?"

You shook your head no before looking down to your knees. His eyes on you were making you feel all sorts of ways you wouldn't dream of sharing with anyone. "No, I'm not," you said. Taking a careful breath in, you decided to glance at him. Your eyes paused at the same time as your lungs, taken away by the beauty of the man's face. Something behind his blue iris was beyond description and drove you even more eager to get to know him, his story, his passions and pet-peeves, his everything. He'd seemed to have stopped breathing for a second as well, but you weren't entirely sure it hadn't been a figment of your imagination.

"Maybe we should go back to the others," you whispered. You tried getting off your stool and slipped next to your shoe. Bucky moved fast to grab you with his arm and prevent you from hitting the ground. His grip was firm – exaggeratedly firm. You brushed off the sensation of his leather glove on your back and thanked him hastily before going back to Steve.

"Are you okay?" he asked, lowering his voice.

"Yeah, sure." You knew he wasn't fooled by your answer ; Steve knew you better than you knew yourself. Bucky stayed silent for a while after that, and neither of you seemed to fathom what to do next.

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"Ready to go, honey?"

You opened surprised eyes at Darren's question. It was barely past midnight.

"Darren, we can't leave before the other guests, c'mon..."

Your husband looked disappointed and now that most of your shock had gone away, his attitude was slowly driving you mad, especially when you gave deeper thought to his actions and words throughout the day.

"Do you even want to be here at all?" you asked him, somewhat dryly.

"Calm down, y/n. We've been here forever and I wanna rest for the night. Is that too much to ask?"

"Resting on your wedding night? Yeah, that's a lot to ask for," you replied. "I thought we were going to party until the end and have fun with our friends before going home. Consensual marriage is supposed to be celebrated, don't you know that? Ugh, you really are a buzzkill sometimes."

"Wow, easy there. If you want to stay, fine. But I'm going home."

"Are you serious right now?" Your stomach was burning with anger and disappointment. You loved Darren, but this kind of behaviour had become a habit of his. "You're going to leave me alone at our wedding party?"

"You're not alone, you have Steve and Wanda and...whoever that guy is over there. Enjoy the rest of your night."

"Damn it, Darren, that's not fair!"

Wanda's eyes turning towards you made you realise how loud your voices had been and you lowered yours a notch.

"Fine, go home. But don't expect me to be all smiles when I join you, if I even do."

Upon those words, you turned around and walked away from him. You were perfectly aware that there was no point in reasoning with him at this point. You ended up going back to your group and were surprised to see that Steve and Wanda had walked away as well, leaving Bucky alone.

"Where are they going?" you asked, still angry from what'd just happened.

"They're grabbing more drinks. Wanda said she'd choose something for you since you were...busy."

You brought your hand to your forehead, ashamed that he'd heard you losing your temper.

"Sorry about that. He's just...difficult, sometimes."

"I saw that," he said with his hands in his pockets, "and no need to be sorry." You could see him take a deep breath in before he kept talking, even though he was trying hard to look as calm and composed as possible. "Come, let's take a walk. It'll help you blow off some steam."

You followed Bucky through the garden and as you drifted away from the crowd, hearing less and less voices, a soothing feeling filled your body and mind. You took deep breaths in and deep breaths out, taking in the bucolic smell of the close-by forest. The only thing left bothering you were your shoes, and you made the call to take them off, leaning on Bucky's shoulder without even thinking about it. He stopped to let you do it.

"Here, let me hold them." He gently grabbed your shoes by the heels and carried them for the way.

"Thank you." You took a peek at him and smiled. "How did you know a walk would calm me down?"

"I...I just did," he answered with a shrug. "Did it work?"

"It's starting to." You smiled at him ingenuously, taking in some of his features at the same time. The slight crook of his nose, the rebellious hair on his neck... A question was burning your lips. It was just the two of you, so you might as well just ask. "Did you ever give much thought to what your tattoo said?"

He didn't seem taken aback by your question. At least you didn't think he was, even though his emotions were hard to read.

"Not really. I just assumed someone would pay me a compliment out of the blue and confuse the hell out of me." He chuckled for the first time since you'd met him and you got a feeling that didn't happen often. He stopped quickly, as would a kid caught red-handed. "You?"

"I had lots of scenarios in my head. Someone bumping into me, stepping on my feet or even running me over with a car...I mean, that sentence could've been said at many occasions, really."

"It's true, though I don't think saying 'shit, I'm sorry' would be an appropriate apology after running somebody over with a car."

You laughed at his remark and nodded in agreement.

"True. It is only an appropriate apology for spilling coffee all over someone," you teased.

You couldn't even hear the music the speakers were playing anymore, only the insects buzzing and leaves brushing against each other. As you walked, you got dangerously closer to Bucky. You knew what your body was doing, where your legs were taking you, but you had no idea why they were doing it. You shouldn't have been standing so close to him, especially on your wedding night. Your hand accidentally brushed against his leather glove and he moved away. His movement wasn't big enough to call it an act of repulsion, but you also didn't know why exactly he didn't want to be close to you.

"I'm sorry," you said. "I just..."

"...want to be close. I know." He sighed and stopped walking. "It's a weird feeling and I didn't think you...I thought you weren't feeling it."

"What? The feeling that draws me to you and that I can't control? Of course I feel that. I've...I've met you hours ago, and yet..."

"You feel a connection that dates to much longer than that," he finished.

"Exactly. I couldn't really put words on it but...yeah. That's what it feels like."

"I'm sorry," he said. "Steve wanted me to come here for some reason and I..."

"Don't say you shouldn't have come, please."

He looked back at you and saw you'd been staring at your feet saying that sentence. His face changed in an instant.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. Not at all, actually... If I hadn't been there tonight, you might have actually enjoyed your wedding."

"I did enjoy it," you replied in a hurry. "Just not the way I imagined." You stared into his eyes, trying to understand what he was feeling in this very moment. "We'll see each other again, right?"

"That might not be a good idea, as much as I would want to."

"But...as my sister always tells me, soulmates don't have to be romantic. I can be happily married and still get to know you....can I?"

He tightened his lips, thinking about his answer. His face gave you no clue as to what he truly wanted, but the answer he gave you might have been an indication.

"You can try. I can try."

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Part 3 is where I chose to start the fluff haha! I hope you enjoyed this part. It felt quite cute writing it, so I hope the final result is :)

tag list:

@ginger-swag-rapunzel

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x y/n #james bucky barnes #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan imagine #winter solider x reader #catws #cacw au #captain america #the falcon and the winter soldier #tfatws #self insert

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wxyvision · 3 years

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Puzzle Pieces

Member: Renjun

Genre: some angst, fluff

Au: school au, soulmate au, bff!Renjun

Word count: 1,595

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Everyone had a soulmate, reciprocated or not. That was a fact you'd learned at a young age. Some were common, like not being able to see colours until meeting them, or being able to hear their thoughts. Some were not so common, such as feeling their physical pain. That one was familiar to you, with one of your closest friends unlucky enough to have it. You were glad it wasn't yours, too. You didn't think you could handle that. Come to think of it, yours had never made itself obvious. You didn't hear their thoughts or feel their pain, you could see colour and you didn't have their birthday on your skin like a tattoo. No, you didn't experience any of the powers you'd read about. You were beginning to think the whole thing was a lie, and that you didn't have a soulmate, but you were proved wrong.

You were only a teenager when it first made its ugly appearance. A boy you'd had a crush on for a while had finally asked you on a date. Naïvely, at the time you thought a crush meant that they were your soulmate. You wondered why people needed any hints, surely having a crush was enough of a sign, right? He'd taken you to the annual summer fair. You knew he didn't like rides that much, but he knew how excited you were. The thought that he would go to an event he wasn't fond of just because you were made your heart flutter. It was a surprise, to say the least, that neither of your parents tagged along on the date to spy on the two of you. You wouldn't have blamed them, after all your parents didn't know him, know what he was like, and his parents didn't know you.

He turned out not to be as shy as you'd thought, not that you minded at all. You were glad he was so comfortable around you, because you were a nervous wreck. And it was his boldness that led you to finally discover what your soulmate power was. You could almost have tasted the lip balm he was wearing then, a sickly sweet flavour you couldn't quite put your finger on. He leant his forehead against yours, noses bumping and sorrys muttered. Your eyes fell closed, waiting for him to kiss you, but he never did. Wondering if he'd played you, your eyes snapped open. The way his cheeks were flushed and his lips were parted told a different story. He was… surprised? About what? Was he not going to kiss you? Maybe you had the wrong idea. "I.. I.." his eyes flickered to the ground and back to you.

For a few days afterwards, he practically ignored you at school. It hurt, the feeling that he had been playing with you making your heart sting. The first words he spoke when he finally did speak to you again were "I'm sorry". You stood in front of him, feeling like a fool but refusing to look like one, although him being in front of you made it hard to speak. "I shouldn't have ran off like that, and I shouldn't have ignored you." He swallowed. "I just- I didn't know what to say and it hurt and.. I think you deserve to know why." You crossed your arms, not warming up to his apology just yet. "I was gonna kiss you, I really was." But you didn't. "But I couldn't." You were confused. Why couldn't he? Did he already have feelings for someone else? Your heart panged at the thought. "Y/N I- I think I know your soulmate power, if that's what you'd call it." You hummed, interested. "When I say I couldn't kiss you.." You waited, heart stopping still. "I physically couldn't. It was as if there was a brick wall between us. I'm sorry, Y/N."

You always knew who to turn to in these moments, and as soon as you got home from school, you went over to your best friend's house. Although at this point it was pretty much your house too, from the amount of time you spent there, Renjun was surprised to see you out of the blue. Within a second, your arms were wrapped around his torso and tears were falling onto his shirt. He asked you what was wrong, offering to make you the biggest hot chocolate you'd ever seen. You sniffled. "I think I know what my power is." Renjun fell silent, pausing his actions. He didn't look at you, just hummed in encouragement, stirring an empty mug. "I went on a date today and.." he dropped the spoon he was holding, a loud metallic clunking ringing out. Renjun cursed under his breath, giving you a sheepish smile.

"He couldn't kiss me, Jun. He tried but he- for some reason he said something was stopping him." Your best friend knew at that moment that two large hot chocolates would be necessary. "If I'd asked what his power was I could've figured out from the start that he wasn't my soulmate." You hugged your knees close to your chest. "Have you figured out yours, yet?" Renjun panicked. What should he say? Should he tell the truth? No, he couldn't. But he didn't want to lie, either, not to you. "Junnie?" He snapped out of his thoughts, flashing you a small smile and shaking his head. He told you that he wasn't all that fussed about soulmates, at least not yet. Come to think of it, he never really spoke about any crushes to you, so this made perfect sense. You, half-jokingly, warned him not to try and kiss anyone in case he had your power too.

Renjun wasn't sure why he'd lied to you. Perhaps it was because you were hurt and he felt uncomfortable with saying the truth. It wasn't the right time, he figured. But now he felt bad because he could've spared you the tears. If only he could bring himself to remind you of a certain memory. It wasn't fair, why could you forget, yet he thought about it all the time? You were only about 7 at the time, so maybe you didn't find it as important as he did to begin with. Maybe he shouldn't have held on to it, but now he knew your power, his heart was going wild. Perhaps, by some wild chance, the puzzle pieces fit. Perhaps, if only he'd mentioned that kiss, you'd realise. Because the same thing that had happened to you, had happened to him a couple of times. It was confusing at the time, but one of his friends mentioned reading about that power once. Just like now, Renjun had remembered kissing you when you were younger. He'd never tell anyone, no, his friends would never let him live it down.

In the end he didn't have to tell you. After a few days crying about your date, you randomly found yourself reading your long-abandoned diary. Most of the things you'd written made you cringe, but the entry for the 1st of November made your breath hitch. It was the day you and Renjun had kissed. Did he remember? He must have forgotten, otherwise why didn't he mention it before? Your cheeks heated up, things suddenly making sense. He could kiss you and no one else could. If he had the same power as you, then that meant you were destined for each other. But that wasn't guaranteed since he still didn't know his power. You knew, though, that such a case wouldn't change a thing. He had always been your soulmate in your head, not necessarily the romantic kind before, but you knew if anything, the bond you shared with Renjun could survive a one-sided soulmate situation.

So there you were, head in his lap as his thumb grazed your knuckles. You wanted to say something, but you were nervous. And he was too, but he managed to fake a calm expression. "Have you ever kissed someone?" As soon as the words left your mouth you regretted them. Was it weird to ask, knowing what the truth was? Renjun gulped, ears turning red. You weren't sure if he remembered kissing you or if he'd kissed someone else since. Oddly, you weren't too fond of the second option. Was it because you were scared that your soulmate bond was one-sided and you'd get hurt? Renjun wasn't sure if he should come clean and remind you that he'd kissed you, or if he should lie and say no, seeing as you clearly didn't remember. But he couldn't, even if it was only one-sided. He couldn't lie to you anymore.

And that's why he stared down at you, his favourite pair of eyes staring back up at him taking his breath away. "You." Both of you felt yourselves blush at the statement. Your heart must've been doing acrobatics inside your chest or something, because it was bouncing around like a kid who'd had too much sugar. "I've only ever been able to kiss you." He hoped you'd get the hint from that. You nearly choked on air when he said that, the sudden realisation that not only did he remember, but that he had the same soulmate power as you. He was yours and you were his, as you'd always been. Renjun's heart couldn't take it. The longer you stared at him without saying a word, he wondered if he'd made things awkward by saying that. Until you spoke.

"Renjun.. kiss me again."

#nct #nct dream #nct fluff #nct angst #soulmate au #renjun #huang renjun #renjun fluff #renjun angst

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seoultrippins · 3 years

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focus | pjm | 01

Summary: Park Jimin is an extremely accomplished con man who takes an amateur con artist under his wing. What he did not see coming was you and him being romantically involved and with Jimin’s profession of being a liar and a cheater for a living, he realizes that deception and love are things that don't go together. Or could it?

Pairing: Reader x Jimin

Genre: Crime, Conman!Jimin, Conartist!Reader, Smut, Fluff

Word Count: 2851

Warnings: Cussing, Slight groping

Status: 1/?

A/N: Hey! It feels nice to be writing on tumblr, I've always wanted to. I 've grown accustomed to publishing my writings on AFF but I thought it'd be pretty cool to start publishing here. I hope you enjoy reading and I am not too sure how many parts there would be but either way don't be a silent rider. The smut in the next chapter will be intense however, so bless me.

From the lazy spin of the fans, to the recumbent light of eventide that will soon be starlit black, the bar soaks in the ambiance of this good night. It's a bar, in a hotel that has a name you could barely pronounce but everyone is attempting to appear proper in their high end suits and attire, as you are. Fidgeting through the skin tight dress you had on, you rested your arm on the bar countertop as you analysed the surroundings. The bar is hundreds of conversations told in loud voices, all of them competing with the live jazz music that dominated the atmosphere. The crowd had a mixture of the young and the old and it was perfect. Perfect to source out for your very next victim. However, as you searched the throng, you felt a strong warmth around your waist and turned around as your eyes met with a desperate pair. Dressed in a suit two sizes bigger than required, the sloppy looking man insisted he had you in his arms. You wrinkled your brows as you realized where this was going, and it was destroying your good mood. Nervously, you removed the man’s hands away but his persistence remained. Whispering filthy nothings in your ears, your hands reached out to push the man away. Frustration boiled through your veins as you desperately thought of ways to remove yourself from the dreadful situation.

“Okay, you know what,” You chuckled nervously. “My boyfriend could be here any minute.” Your hands were busy pushing his persistent hands away as he laughed.

“Yea? I don’t see anyone. C’mon baby, no point lying..”

Rolling your eyes, you eyes scan through the crowd. Eyes evidently searching for someone you could confide in and that did it. Your eyes landed on the gentleman feasting on his dinner. Your eyes widened, handsome is a state of soul that carries through that man. He had that kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. He must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person’s natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. Lips curling into a soft smirk, you tug the annoying man harshly, eyes meeting his as he pulls away in shock.

“Look, he’s there.” Your index finger pointing to the handsome gentleman who caught your attention confidently. “Fuck off, really.”

Walking past the bewildered drunk man, you breathe your nerves away as you approach the gentleman. You watch the way he sits with such elegance - so poignant and dignified. His white suit was tailored to his frame, and his unbuttoned dress shirt allowed his flawless skin to breathe while his fingers were adorned with precise lines of metallic rings. Fingers wrapped delicately around his wine glass as you watch his eyes shift towards you when voluntarily slip into the seat in front of him. Placing your baguette bag to your lap, you watch him raise his eyebrow in question as you lean forward to explain yourself.

“Could you -” You stopped, turning around to look at the creep still standing by the bar countertop looking right back at you before whispering. “Do you mind being my boyfriend? Like just for a minute.”

Staring at the man in front of you, you watch him smirk behind his glass before gently placing the drink down as he leans back against the soft cushion of his chair. Extending his long, toned legs into a manspread, he leans his face against his fingers as he watches you. Growing confused, you began to fidget in your seat.

“You - you’re not a serial killer are you?” You asked.

He stares, fingers playing with his rings as he shrugs. “That depends. How many times does it take to get to “serial”?” He shoots back.

Your face contorted into a genuine thoughtful expression as you answer. “Uhm..five..?”

“Oh then, no we’re good.” He leans forward as he answers you with a straight face.

This man was something else. You thought to yourself as your lips curled into a smile upon hearing his response. Hand stretching out, you introduced yourself.

“Y/N”

“Jimin.” His fingers slip comfortably into yours as he shakes your hand. It was brief, friendly even - but the way his attractive gaze stayed on yours made it oddly intimate.

“Ha Ha, funny.” You mocked, as you took a sip of the red liquor swirling in the shiny glass. “I only came to you because you seemed awfully lonely. Eating your dinner like that, I just felt so so bad..”

“Yea?” He prodded you with an eyebrow raise. “Then that’s also the reason why you’re here alone, waiting for a non-existent boyfriend you can use to chase away creeps?”

Okay he had a point.

“Hey!” You frowned. “A girl needs time alone alright? Also, you started this unnecessary feud on how you were the best choice in this damn bar. I was just trying to avoid ending up in the newspapers as a missing person.” Your frustration is evident in your tone as he watches you intently.

Not long, the both of you were bursting into bits of laughter as you recount the trivial conversation. Your eyes shifted to your wrist, taking note of the 30 minutes you’ve spent conversing with this stranger and everything seemed oddly perfect. Too perfect even.

“Thank you,” You said as he rested comfortably on his chair. “Thank you for saving me.”

His lips curled up slightly as he nodded. “Yeah, yeah we definitely showed him.” He says as his head points to the creep. The only difference was that he was knocked up, completely unconscious on the countertop.

You laughed. “Damn, was that what I was missing out on?”

As he laughs along, you watch him shift, toned body leaning forward and you couldn’t help but take note of the way his necklace dangled over his neck as he stares at you. “Can I walk you somewhere?”

The air in your lungs became stuck in your throat. This guy was extremely beautiful. His voice sounded like melted honey and it took all you had not to lean forward and take his lips in yours.

“Um,” You began. “I’m actually staying here, upstairs.”

“Really?” He says but you watch the way he fidgets in his seat, hands adjusting his rings and he runs his fingers through his hair - throughout, his gaze is fixed on you.

“Let me walk you there then.”

"Fuck." Jimin was nestled under you, your hips grinding against the evident arousal between his thighs as you drag your lips down his neck.

You shivered, feeling the way his hands travelled down your frame to your ass, squeezing the thick flesh mercilessly as forcefully grinds you against his arousal.

"Fuck Jimin, fuck do that again.." You whimpered.

Lips intertwined, you heart drops to your stomach when you took sight of the way he smiles between the kiss. You nearly forgot why you brought him up here in the first place. Not until the loud sound of your hotel room door crashing open did you remind yourself that you had a task to perform. Rolling your eyes, you switched into character.

"Oh fuck! It's my husband." As you watched Kihoon enter the room, you sprang into the area next to Jimin. Kihoon's fingers gripped tightly on the rifle as he pointed it towards Jimin's face.

"Kihoon wait-"

"Shut the fuck up." Kihoon groaned, his eyes gleaming as he faced Jimin.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Jimin voices, palms up as he surrenders himself to the situation but you couldn't ignore the slight tint of smile in the corner of his lips as he does so. Is this man a fucking psycho?

"Just let him go Kihoon."

"You fucking cheated. No way, he's fucking dead." Kihoon screams, lines of veins bulging out his reddening neck as he does so. You noted the sweat crowding his forehead. "Give me one fucking reason why I shouldn't do it."

At this moment, your heart was racing. You knew there was no intention of shooting Jimin, and it was aggravating to see the man next to you undisturbed by the scenario. His surrending palms were now resting comfortable under his head as he watches you. You sighed internally, coming up with a respond to Kihoon but Jimin cuts you off.

"I'm drawing a blank." He says, eyes shifting away from you to Kihoon.

"What?" Kihoon mutters, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"I think you should shoot me." Jimin continues, smile creeping onto his handsome face. "Let's be honest, you've been aggrieved."

"Don't mess with him Jimin. He's done hard time." You tried to salvage the situation as you fidgeted in your spot.

"Yea man, I've done fucking hard time!"

Jimin chuckles, eyes lazily shifting as he stares at you. "Man, if you had any idea what I was about to do to her-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Kihoon yells, his rifle still pointing at Jimin's face, but this man remains unconcerned.

"Please, come on, shoot me." Jimin urges. "You're really doing me a favour. Cancer. Tumour, the size of a peach." He lifted his hand to offer a visual representation as he chuckles. "Shoot me, you'll see."

"Fuck!" You groaned, rolling your eyes as you aggravatedly run your fingers through your hair. "He's onto us, Kihoon. Wake the fuck up."

You watch Jimin sit up slowly as he rolled off the bed. His eyes fixed on you as he fixed his blazer. "Just give us the money Jimin."

"Or?" He challenges.

"He'll shoot you in the neck."

Kihoon falters, eyes shifting to you. "I can't shoot a guy with cancer. My grandma had cancer.."

"He does not have cancer, you idiot!" You groaned. "Get out man."

Your perked up when you hear Jimin laughing as watches the situation unfold. "You guys suck."

He leans forward, sinful hands slipping into his pants pockets. "First of all, you gotta wait till she gets my pants off." He says as he walks to rest against the wall nearest to the door. "Then you gotta give me a chance to run, that's how you get the money and you should never drop the con. You never break. Die with the lie."

"How did you figure this out?" You asked.

"When you stole that creep's wallet before you came to me."

You heave in wrath and fury, you feel your ego breaking through your spirit. Frowning, you questioned. "Then why'd you come up here with me then if you're so smart?"

Jimin shrugs. "Professional curiousity." He walks towards the door before turning around. "Also, I love ass so I figured it's a win-win."

You groaned. "Fuck off Jimin."

"You suck baby."

The cold night was all around as you stepped out of the hotel. Tugging onto your sweater, you hugged your shivering frame as you made your way home. You feel the chill in your blood, coldness bringing the synapses of your brain to a stand still. However, you were still perplexed by the failed operation, and your thoughts kept replaying the scene in your brain. You groaned internally. All you wanted was to get home and sulk on your own.

Until -

"You really should be more aware." You ears perked up at the familiar melted honey voice. Rolling your eyes, you caught sight of Jimin walking up to you from behind, his hands stuffed in his pants pockets. "I've been behind you for two blocks."

You stayed silent, footsteps hurrying but he prods you. "You didn't see me?"

"I don't have eyes at the back of my head." You responded.

"Well, if you're gonna play this game you might wanna grow a pair."

You turn to face him. He was the kind of handsome that got into your bones. He was handsome from the depth of his eyes to the gentle expressions of his voice. Nonetheless, you brushed the thoughts away as you rolled your eyes. "I can take care of myself Jimin."

Shaking his head, he stops you. "No, you're going to get hurt." and when you don't answer, he offers. "Let me buy you coffee."

"I don't drink coffee." Hoping that would make him piss off, you failed, yet again, as he stood across you - silently staring at you. Groaning, you walked away. "Fine.

As he grabbed for the glass door, the two of you strolled side by side, stumbling onto the nearest café. You looked up to see his eyes already locked on you as he reached out to guide you inside the café, and the warmth of it sent an electric chill down your spine. As you took your seat, you gazed out the window at the to watch the thick blanket of snow that had blanketed the grounds. An icy serenade, a coolness to bring out the warmth within. As promised, Jimin comes back to the table with coffee cups in his hands.

"Thank you." You muttered softly, hands reaching for the cup as you caught his staring eyes.

"So, what's your thing?" You began, curious eyes finding his intense ones. "Inside? Roper? You can tell me."

He smiles, taking a sip of his coffee. "Everything. Been in this game for so long."

"Your story. I wanna know all of it if that's okay with you."

He nods, placing the cup onto the wooden table before leaning against his seat. Your eyes lingered over the spread of his toned thighs but chastised yourself for getting distracted.

"My grandfather used to run a crooked game in Busan." Jimin began. "Eventually, my father started shilling for him. One day they get burned. Mobbed-guy catches them throwing signals. Everybody's guns come out. Standoff. No way out. Except one."

Your eyes glued to the man in front of you, completely focused. "The Toledo Panic Button."

Your frowned. "What the hell is that?"

Jimin's chuckles and you don't think you'd ever get used to the sound of that. "You shoot your partner. Proves you're not together."

Mouth agape, you internalize the way Jimin casually spills horrid, explicit details on the world he's associated with. "So your grandfather killed your father?"

"That's the world you're in. Dabblers get killed." He shrugs, raising an eyebrow as he sips on his coffee.

God, was he hot.

You sighed. "Look, I wasn't born into this like you. I was a dyslexic foster kid. No prospects, no future. I mean, it's a minor miracle I'm not a hooker right now."

Jimin smirks at that as he leans his elbow against the armrest. He can't deny that the picture of your delicate hands wrapped around a poll accompanied by the dimmed lighting indeed piqued his interest. Hands grazing his jaw gently as you catch the way his eyes scans your frame. Brushing that act off, you lean forward. "Tutor me, Jimin."

"No." He shakes his head.

"Why not?"

"Why should I?" Jimin shoots back.

Groaning, you reach for your bag as you pulled out a leather Birkin. "Well, look, I could pay you, if that helps ."

Jimin crosses his arms, lips curling into a smile before eventually transcending into a contagious laugh. "Y/N, whose wallet is that?"

"Um," You flipped the wallet open, tugging onto an identity card. "Dr Kim Wooshik?"

He does not reply immediately but stares at your hopeful face.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Jimin says before you could register. Head whipping up to the man in front of you, you watch the way his tongue swipe between his lips, wetting his lower lip as he awaits your response.

"I- are you serious? How do I contact you then?" You stood up when he did.

Your breath hitched in your throat as he closes up on you. Handsome face leaning towards yours as his supple lips lands on your right ear to whisper, "I'll call you."

As he leans back, your eyes catches sight on his hand lifting to your face with your watch in his hands. Eyes widening, you lifted your wrist to find it empty.

"How-"

"I'll see you tomorrow. Stay safe." He walks away, turning around briefly to flash a smile as you stood alone, baffled.

#jimin #bts jimin #kpop smut #bts smut #jimin smut #jimin fluff #jimin x reader #jimin fanfic #park jimin #bts #bts series

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thecipherlegacy · 3 years

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Comfort and Confessions

A short fic of when Noiren finally confesses to Kenaas. I've been in the mood to write these two lately 💛

Enjoy!

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Noiren clung to his glass as if it were a lifeline. His ruby fingers curled around it, shaking, which caused the amber liquid inside to ripple as if there was a ground quake.

Some thing odd was happening, leaving him confused and distraught. The Jedi he had taken in and began to teach the ways of the sith to, he had really gotten under his skin. Not in a way that made him angry, oh no. Quite the opposite, really. He adored him, trusted him with his life. He had never had a good track record with trusting others, which was why the only two in his ship before the small nautolan showed up was his brother and an HK unit. But he felt this connection, this bond in the force that grew stronger and stronger with this nautolan every passing day.

"Are you going to actually drink that? Or are you going to stare into it until you get a premonition?" The alien in question broke through the man's thoughts. Noiren jumped and made an unflattering sound. He thought he had been alone at the table. But he supposed in a small ship someone would find him eventually. The sith lord straightened back up and re-wrapped his left lekku over his shoulder comfortably to once again hide the scars around his neck.

"I thought you were asleep" he responded cooly. "It's late"

"Hm. Says the man sitting alone in the dark with whiskey" the other man's brow raised at him. His large dark eyes were shining with worry. "I woke because I could feel your discomfort. Your brother felt it as well, but I insisted he sleep."

The twi'lek huffed. "I'll be fine. I'm simply nervous about trying to track down this republic captain I've been ordered to look for." He lied. In response, the small nautolan looked unconvinced and unimpressed.

"You know that I know when you lie, right?" He asked flatly as his fingers drummed in the table, as he tended to do when he got frustrated or impatient. "You've been acting oddly toward me lately. Why? Have I done something wrong?"

Noiren shook his head "No. You're perfect" he sighed, then his cheeks deepened in colour and he tried to correct what he said. "I mean fine- well… not fine, but- ugh. You know what I mean."

The other male giggled wildly at his fumbling. "My goodness, how many drinks have you had?" He asked.

In an instant the glass was up to Noirens lips and he downed the liquor inside. "One, officially" he muttered. "So were you coming out here to actually help me or just make me wish I was drinking alone in the dark in my room?"

The laugher died down and Kenaas pat his arm. "Aw Noiren, I'm sorry. Your fumbling was just adorable." He admitted "talk to me, what's eating you?"

Why did he give him that option again? HE was eating him. Every thought of the small nautolan man was eating away at his body and mind. His heart skipped beats when he was around and his mind clouded. He felt a connection to him in the force as strong if not stronger than his familial bond with his brother. Those big black eyes, vast as the night sky, stared up at him as he awaited a response.

"I'm not sure" came the lie after a seemingly endless and tense silence.

A hand covered Noiren's to attempt some comfort. Such a small hand felt so heavy on his own, and he tore it away quickly as if he had been burned by it. His regret for the action was immediate when he saw those soulful eyes turn away in hurt.

"Ah- I see. I'll stop bothering you, my friend. When you're ready to talk you know where to find me."

Noiren screamed at himself internally to say something, anything, to stop Kenaas from leaving. But instead he sat quietly while the other man left the room with a dejected slump in his walk. He hurt him. "Coward…" noiren scolded himself and poured another glass of whiskey.

This glass went down as quickly as the first. Liquid courage, he thought. After his fourth time pouring a new glass a yellow colored hand gently slid over the rim of the cup to keep Noiren from drinking from it. "I can't sleep while my brother is so distressed." Aidesan's kind voice filled the room. "What happened?"

The sith lord sighed and looked up at his brother. His head was fogged, but he wouldn't say he was drunk. "I upset Kenaas. I don't know what's wrong with me." The older man groaned and hid his face in frustration. "I haven't been able to keep a clear head around him and I feel this weird connection with him, in the force" he sighed. His brother started to chuckle.

"You really don't know whats going on?... Noiren… you're in love with the little jedi" Aidesan stated matter of factly. "Your fumbling, your staring, your-"

"No. No no, that can't be true. I… I can't be in love." Noiren denied quickly. "I swore I wouldn't."

"Wouldn't love? Or Wouldn't love him?" His brother raised a brow at him "you love me don't you? You're kid brother?"

"Yes but that's different! You're family. Romantic love leads to pain. I would be putting down my shield and letting him see my weaknesses. Weaknesses he could easily exploit later." Noiren began to pace, albeit a little crooked and wobbly since the alcohol had made him less stable.

"Brother." Aidesan stopped him with a stern tone. "Do you really think that sweet nautolan would harm you? He apologizes for squashing bugs. Give him a chance. And more importantly, give yourself a chance."

A deep sigh escaped the older one's lips, then he slowly turned to face the other man. "He deserves better. He's pure and gentle. Passionate. He's a healer and a fixer. My soul purpose is to break things and kill people."

As he finished speaking, two gentle hands rested in his shoulders. "Noiren… you're so much more than that, and even if that is partially true, he's a fixer and you're a breaker. You complete each other, right?"

This earned a chuckle that came out as a scoff. "Maybe." He muttered softly as he crossed his arms as if they were a protective barrier.

"Noiren… Go talk to him. Don't let him go to sleep feeling this way."

The older twi'lek sighed dramatically and glanced into the dark hall. "Alright. You need to get some sleep, though." He frowned.

"I will, brother. Let me know how it goes" the younger gave him one more smile, then retreated back to his own quarters on the ship. Noiren sighed again and went to Kenass's quarters nervously. He stared at the closed door. It shouldn't have been that hard to just knock, but that durasteel sheet between himself and the other force user felt heavy and intimidating.

Suddenly the door slid open, startling the sith, and the younger male was looking up at him from the other side.

"Noiren. I can feel your presence you know, we share quite the profound bond" he said as he turned to go back to his bed. "Is there something I can help you with? You reek of whiskey."

"I want to talk to you" The other mumbled. He watched the nautolan sit upon the bed gracefully. Everything he did always looked so beautiful. How had he not realized that before?

"Then speak, my friend. You know I'm always here to help you. I was hoping you would come to chat. You need to get quite the weight off your chest."

Noiren nodded before sitting beside him. "Kenaas…" he sighed as he prepared himself to speak. "when I was a child, on Ryloth, I had two brothers and a twin sister-" he started from the beginning. The younger one's dark eyes widened as he listened. Noiren had never opened up before, at least not to this extent. He always refused to talk about his youth.

"You know my brother, Aidesan. I also have my youngest brother Orcra, who was put into Imperial intelligence, and my poor sister, Arianness… she was sold as a slave. We were taken by the imperials when we were just kids. I watched them execute my parents." As Noiren spoke he attempted to not show how hard it was to talk about his family, but he didn't have to. Kenaas could feel every emotion the other man was feeling. His emotions hit like a wave in the force to the jedi and his own eyes shimmered with tears from the intensity.

"What happened after you were separated?..." Kenaas worried and gently touched Noiren's hand. This time the other man didn't pull away. He knew he was vulnerable. He needed the contact. Noirens chest rose and fell with a sputter after their hands connected. It was as if a direct link was made between them and it hit him like a brick. All of the feelings he had been suppressing, all of the feelings in his companion, the power they both held in the force. It all melted together instantly and he had never felt anything like it.

Once the shock of the new feeling passed he finally answered. "I stopped trusting people." He said. He hadn't realized that he had gotten a little closer to his friend. "The only people that mattered were my siblings. I did as I was told just so I could stay alive and keep my brother alive. That is…. Until I ran into you on Tatooine."

A small smile played the nautolans lips "you imprisoned me on your ship" he reminded him.

"But even then I felt…. Something. Something new, something strange. Something I only share with my family. It was like I knew you. But I had never met you before. And it's gotten stronger and stronger. I can feel where you are in the ship. I can feel what you feel."

Kenaas squeezed his hand a little "I know." He mumbled, then placed his free hand on Noiren's cheek "Even when we first met I felt your sorrow. Your pain. We both needed someone that could understand our hardships. The moment we met a bond was struck in the force. I may not understand why, but I refuse to question it."

The sith leaned into the gentle touch, desperate for any sort of comfort or affection. "I'm sorry I shoved you off earlier… I was afraid" his words came out as nearly a whisper. Admitting to fear wasn't easy for him.

Their foreheads gently made contact. "Hush. It's alright, it stung but I knew you would come to me when you were ready."

There was a brief silence as Noiren took a deep breath, then released it. His nerves were calming under the feeling of his companions gentle and kind aura. For every tidal wave of broken emotions he would send out, the other man's healing soul would calm and help control it by blanketing his fears and doubts in reassurance and compassion. He was the calming moon to the sith's roaring ocean.

"I love you…" Noiren let it out, a broken whisper riding a shaken breath. He hadn't realized his eyes had been closed for so long until he opened them finally to see the beautiful nautolan looking back at him with a smile and blush dusting his freckled purple cheeks.

"I know" he replied gently and caressed Noirens cheek with his thumb. "I love you too."

They sat in a comfortable silence before finally meeting for a gentle kiss. It was inexperienced, but soft, and filled with every unsaid word and emotion Noiren wanted to give him. His whole heart overflowed with his feelings for the grey force user, who could sense every ounce of it. When they parted Kenaas had to wipe away tears that had finally spilled.

"My goodness- you're so emotional and-" he chuckled happily "I never thought anyone would feel so strongly for me" he continued to try and wipe away the waterworks "I'm a mess"

Noiren could feel himself calm down fully now. Everything was out in the open. He hugged Kenaas close and buried his face in his neck. "Most beautiful mess I've ever seen" he sighed. "Would it be appropriate for me to sleep here tonight?"

A hand gently stroked his lekku "please, make yourself comfortable" the other insisted. Once they fully parted, the pair got comfortable in Kenaas's bed. For the first time since his childhood Noiren felt at peace as he clung to Kenaas and drifted off into a blissful sleep.

#mox's ocs #my ocs #my art #mox's art #mox writes #oc: noiren #oc: kenaas #oc: aidesan #nautolan #twi'lek #sith warrior/jedi counselor #swtor ocs #alcohol tw #drinking tw #this one turned out cute im very excited to finally post it #that arts a little old but thats okay

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angelbabyszn · 4 years

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Something Real (Sad Eyes X Reader)

Gif by @merakiaes

Requested!

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"Y/N, please get out of your room. It's been two weeks. Come back into society. I need my big sister back." said Ruby as he leans against your bedroom door outside in the house after knocking on your door.

You recently broke up with Joker. A Santo member who was toxic to you.

For some odd reason, you didn't feel any sadness and anger. You weren't really into him at the start, you were into another member of the Santos, Sad Eyes.

The reason why you locked yourself up in your room to find yourself back and it oddly worked. You felt great as you finally reached a point that you were in a good place mentally and doing a lot of self-care.

Your family thinks you've been crying, blowing up his phone for hours, and eating ice cream while watching romantic movies like you usually do once you end a relationship.

Not this time. It was totally different and you were proud of yourself.

You got up from your desk to your bedroom door to unlock it. You opened it, making Ruby fall and landing on the floor. You giggle cause you knew he was eavesdropping.

"Y/N!" shouted Ruby as he quickly got up and hugged you tight. You miss your little brother a lot. You wish you didn't have to shut him out for you to be yourself again but you wanted to come back better.

"I miss you little mano." you said after the hug ended and rub Ruby's hair crazy, making Ruby quickly stop you.

"Hey! Don't ruin the hair! I have a hangout later on today." said Ruby as he walks into your bedroom and fixes his hair in your mirror.

"You mean a date with Jasmine?" you said with your arms crossed against your chest and a smirk, making Ruby stop and look at you with wide eyes in shock.

"Ruby, these walls ain't thick." you said and Ruby rolled his eyes and continued to fix his hair with his hands.

You grab your comb from your dresser and walk behind him. You stopped his hands and started to fix it with the comb through his hair.

"I think she's the right girl for you. She has been trying to get with you forever. Not being on sides but you're was kinda stupid not accepting her earlier. A regular girl would have moved on a long time ago. " you said, making Ruby have an upset face in the mirror.

"Anyways, are you back to yourself, Y/N? I told you that dude was a a*shole." said Ruby and you stopped combing his hair and looked in the mirror to see him.

"Yeah. I know. I wasn't into him for real." you said as you sit the comb on the dresser again and sit down on the edge of your bed, making Ruby quickly turn to you quickly.

"Wait, are you serious? If you are, then why date him?" asked Ruby as he walked over and sat next to you.

"I don't know. I think to distract myself from thinking about-"

"Y/N. Stop." said Ruby and you quickly looked at him with an upset face.

"Ruby, you can't stop me from liking somebody." you said as you looked at him seriously.

You just realized you put yourself through a toxic relationship to stop thinking about Sad Eyes.

After learning that, you put yourself back together and now you are better today and hopefully Ruby and the rest of your family will see that someday.

"I don't trust him. I don't approve of it. Especially now. Even though you just got out of a toxic relationship, you shouldn't get with somebody after that type of s*it happened. If you do, he would be a rebound." said Ruby and he starts to walk out of your room until he stops and looks back at you.

"Please...don't go out with him. Take it from your familia." said Ruby and he continues to walk out of your bedroom.

You lean back on your bed and then start to stare up at the ceiling starting to go deep into your mind until you hear your phone go off.

You sit up on your bed and grab your phone that was charging on your bed and unplug it so you can see what it is.

You saw a message on your phone and your heart skipped a beat and smiled. It was Sad Eyes.

He has been texting you ever since you broke up with Joker making sure you're okay.

You lean back on your bed again slowly as you look at his message and start to imagine scenarios in your head wondering what it would be like dating him in real life.

An hour later, you were on your way to get groceries. You were passing Spooky and Cesar's house with some of the gang members all over the front lawn.

"Y/N, where have you been?"

You stop walking and turn your head to see Sad Eyes coming up to you and giving you a hug.

You quickly hugged him back as you felt safe in his arms. You miss hanging out with him.

Sad Eyes stopped hugging you and he looked at you and your outfit. You were wearing a no sleeve red bodysuit with jean shorts on, gold vans, and your hair down straight.

"Look at Sad Eyes going soft for Y/N."

You turned your head again to see Spooky looking at you and Sad Eyes while smoking, making a few of the Santos chuckling underneath their breath.

"Dude. It's not like that." said Sad Eyes with a tone to his voice at Spooky.

“Whatever, mano. You’re fooling yourself.” said Spooky, knowing that it is.

"What are you wearing?" said Sad Eyes and you looked down at your outfit and looked back up at him.

"Clothes. I got to go." you said as you tried to pass him but he stopped you.

"You are going nowhere wearing that." said Sad Eyes and looked at you up and down.

"Says the Santo who's looking at me now." you said with a smirk with your arms crossed against your chest. He immediately stops and Spooky and the other Santos laugh.

"Y/N. I'm serious. I'm going with you." said Sad Eyes. Knowing he won’t be convinced, you continued to walk down the sidewalk with Sad Eyes following you from behind.

An hour later, you and Sad Eyes exited the store. He was carrying the food in two big bags for you.

"You didn't have to do that for me." you said as you two walked to the side in front of the store to sit down on a bench.

"Why couldn't I? I'm just here to keep you safe, reina." said Sad Eyes as he looked at you with a smile.

You love his smile so much. You completely fell for him deep and he doesn't even know.

"Thanks. I bet you have an amazing girlfriend." you said, making Sad Eyes quickly giving you his attention.

"Y/N, I'm single. Why do you think I was with somebody?" asked Sad Eyes as he looked at you puzzled.

"I don't know...you're just a really great guy and I thought-"

"You thought wrong. I'm actually into somebody." said Sad Eyes as he smirks at you. That broke your heart.

It didn't break completely but it still hurts. You felt jealousy going through your body a little bit.

"Really? Who is she?" you asked as you start to lean a bit closer to Sad Eyes to get some answers.

Right before he could respond, he got a phone call and picked up after two rings. Two minutes later, he hung up.

"Y/N, I've loved to take you home but I got to do something for the gang. I'll get you a ride home." said Sad Eyes as he stands up and looks at you.

"It's fine. I'll walk home. I'm not that far from my house." you said as you grab your two bags of groceries while standing up.

"Are you sure? I can get Spooky to take you home. I don't want nothing bad to happen to you." said Sad Eyes as he got closer to you with concern in his eyes.

His concern is another thing that made you like him more. Nobody ever asked you often if you were okay and cared about you other than your family.

"Sí. Perfectamente bien." you said and did a warm smile so he won’t worry.

Sad Eyes slowly backed away from you to make sure you are okay and a few moments later, he starts to jog away to do his task.

You sighed and started walking down the sidewalk with your groceries.

A few minutes later, you were almost home until a car beeped, making you jump surprised. You turned your head and you gasped at the sight of your eyes.

You never thought you would see your toxic ex again. He got out of his ride and he slowly walked up to you. You drop your groceries in fear.

"How are you doing baby?" asked Joker. You didn't respond because you were not feeling safe and felt he was going to do something to you.

"I said," said Joker and he put his right hand on your neck and he gripped on it. You try to move his hand to breathe but he won't budge "How are you doing baby?"

"You motherf*cker."

You and Joker's eyes looked to the sound of the voice. You felt your spirit lifted to see Sad Eyes pointing his gun to the side of Joker's head.

"Put her down...now." said Sad Eyes in a deep tone of voice that sounded dangerous to you. Joker smirked and he moved his hand from your neck, making you drop on the ground and try to catch your breath again.

"You have the f*cking nerve to put Y/N through a dangerous and toxic relationship, betray the gang, and come back into our streets?!" yelled Sad Eyes as he stared into Joker's eyes, furiously. You quickly get up from the ground and get behind Sad Eyes a few feet away.

"What happened to you? You used to be my amigo." said Sad Eyes furiously as he starts to remember his friendship with him throughout the years.

"Wanna know what happened? Y/N's the reason." said Joker with a smirk and Sad Eyes turned back to see you frightened in fear and he turned back to your toxic ex.

"She's too good. She gave me everything I wanted and needed. She was the girl that I wanted my whole life." said Joker, making Sad Eyes punch him causing you to gasp.

"Then I found out she was into you. She was using me as a distraction to stop thinking about you." said Joker on the ground with a bloody nose and Sad Eyes slowly looked back at you again.

"Is that true?" asked Sad Eyes as he looked at you for answers. Right before you could respond, Sad Eyes got hit by the end of Joker's gun, ending him on the ground.

"Sad Eyes!" you shouted and you held a gun click. It made your attention back to Joker as he was pointing a gun at you while walking slowly up to you. You slowly backed away with your hands up.

"After I found that out, I decided to join the Prophet$ to get revenge after our break up." said Joker with an evil smirk.

"You never actually like me! You only liked me for my body and you know it! It was always about you! Your pleasure! What you wanted! Not what I wanted! That's what our relationship toxic, you a*shole!" you yelled at him furiously as tears started to flow down your face.

"Toxic? I don't think it was. It was beautiful. Until you got feelings for this jacka*s over here so I'm here to finish the job to be fully accepted into the gang...killing him." said Joker and he turns around to Sad Eyes to point the gun at him again but he wasn't there.

"What the h-"

Sad Eyes punches Joker again mid sentence and ends him dropping to the ground again. Sad Eyes starts to beat him up on the ground with Joker trying to fight back.

You started to scream, not knowing what to do as the two men fought with their life on the line as guns were involved around them.

"This is for betraying Santos." said Sad Eyes in a deep furious rage voice and punched Joker's face again.

"And this is for Y/N. The most amazing and beautiful girl you're ever regret messing with in your f*cking life!" shouted Sad Eyes furiously as he punches Joker multiple times ending with a bone cracking.

Sad Eyes groaned tired while slowly got up on his feet with two bloody hands dripping from his hand to the ground.

Sad Eyes slowly look at you and you quickly run up to him and hug him tight while crying. Him makes a noise that sounds like he's hurt.

He looks down at you and sees you crying into his chest with your arms wrapped around his waist

"Hug me back...please." you said softly in Sad Eyes chest as tears were flowing down your cheeks. Sad Eyes hesitated for a moment until he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist.

You did a soft smile as you felt safe again in his arms. You couldn't believe that just happened now with Joker knocked out not knowing if he's alive or not.

You started to think about this all happening again another day, making you scared again and start to tense up. Sad Eyes started to shush you quietly to calm you down.

"It's over. You don't have to worry about him ever again." said Sad Eyes softly as you slowly nodded.

Sad Eyes was feeling sad because he never wanted this to happen to you. Sadly, it happens to everyone one day while living on the block.

An hour later, you and Sad Eyes were sitting on the couch together at your house trying to process what happened quietly. Abuela stops Sad Eyes bleeding and puts stitches on his face a few minutes ago leaving both of you alone.

Sad Eyes turned his head to see you looking down at your lap and playing with your own fingers.

"I actually mean it." said Sad Eyes, making you stop and look at him confused.

"The whole 'amazing and beautiful girl' thing." said Sad Eyes and your eyes widened as you remember him saying that to Joker.

"Really?" you asked and Sad Eyes nodded. He scouted a bit closer to you causing your heart to start to beat a little bit faster.

Sad Eyes gets even closer to you and he grabs your right cheek and starts to caress it. He starts to stare into your eyes to see your whole true soul before kissing you softly.

You felt your whole soul lifted and completed as your heart being out of your chest as Sad Eyes kisses you with his rough lips.

After that sweet kiss ended, you decided to come clean.

"Sad Eyes, I really like you. A long time now. I think I might, no I've fallen for you. Deep. Before I dated Joker. I'm so sorry. If I just came out like right now, none of this wouldn't-"

Sad Eyes kisses you again to stop your rambling and you kiss him back almost immediately. After the kiss, both of you leaned your foreheads together and clucked quietly making a memory.

"What the h*ll is going on here?!"

You and Sad Eyes quickly got up from the couch and turned around to see your whole family shocked, especially Ruby.

Ruby was about to yell again at you until you decided to start talking first.

"I can't do this anymore. My familia, I like him. So much. I really do. I want to be with him. He wants to be with me too. Please..." you said to your family and Sad Eyes grabbed your hand and held it with his.

"Fine. If he broke your heart, I'll kill him." said Ruby seriously with his arms crossed against his chest until your mom hit him on his arm. Ruby held his arm in pain which made everybody but him chuckle.

"I won't. I promise." said Sad Eyes and kissed you again.

He never broke that promise.

#onmyblock #onmyblockimagines #on my block imagine #on my block x reader #rubymartinez #omb season 3 #sad eyes imagine #sad eyes omb #sad eyes #oscardiaz #ruby martinez fic #ruby martinez #sad eyes on my block

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qweeby · 4 years

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Nine Lives To Short Part 1:First Life of Many

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Pairing Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader!

Genre: Angst

Tag: @foxypuppy

Plot: You only have 9 days to tell him how you feel....but maybe 9 days just isn't enough

The bus finally pulls up breaking the tension between you and Hitoshi you let out a sigh of relief as the doors to the bus opens.

You both step onto the bus and try to find a seat, Hitoshi nudges your arm gentle "Hey you wanna sit in the back?"

You don't respond to him....I mean how could you with that stupid question you asked him still looming over you like a vengefulspirit. "Maybe I should've stayed quiet" "Did I say to much?" "H-how much did I say?!" .

Your mind begins to think of the worst possible scenarios but then you snap out of it as you feel something warm cover your hand.

It's Hitoshi's holding your hand as he takes you to the open two seater in the back.

Y/n suddenly feels her face heat up as her cheeks blush red this feeling is something that can happen only once in a life time so....you enjoy this short tiny bit of contact like it was your last.

Shinsou hold out his hand giving you access to the seat next to the window "Here you go I know you like sitting next to the window so-" he stares at you and notices your blush and can't help but to do the same.

Seeing you look up at him with genuine happiness makes his chest feel warm and his throat tighten.

"Thanks Hitoshi...". Y/n sits down and scoots over to the window while Shinsou sits down next to you.

Shinsou takes out his headphones once again and puts them on resuming his paused music however before he puts his phone away he receives a text from Izuku Midoriya.

" Hm? What does Midoriya want?"

The Promblem Child🥦

Izuku: Hey Toshiiii~😜

Shinsou: ......kaminari why the fuck do you have Izuku's phone......

Izuku: MY PHONE DIED🥀😪 so I swiped Midoriya's phone while him and Bakugo are arguing in the living cuz bakugo sucks a uno and his sweaty hands are fucking up the cards but they not important rn

Shinsou: ok so what do you want with me

Izuku: Me and and guys are gonna go bowling tomorrow and we wanted to see if you wanted to come 🥺

Shinsou: I don't know I'm kinda busy after school🤷‍♂️sooooo....

Izuku: COME ON YOU GOTTA GO YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN SHUTDOWN BAKUGO'S YELLING

Shinsou: Sounds like I'm baby sitting 😑

Izuku: YOU WON'T BE! YOU CAN BRING Y/N IF YOU WANT SO YOU WON'T BE COMPLETELY ALONE PLEASE ANAJHSHSHAJJS

Shinsou: Ok! Ok I'll go but I'll have to ask y/n about what she thinks

Izuku: I KNEW YOU WOULD COME AROUND TOSHI!

Shinsou: Dumbass go put your phone in your mouth you doofus🥱😴

Izuku: I-

Shinsou turns off his and focuses his attention towards you as your head is resting on his shoulder. Shinsou tries his hardest not to ruin the moment so he obviously he stupidly asks " Y-you wanna...hold hands again? I'm getting cold over here".

You normally brush off Hitoshi's stupid flirting because he sucks at it but hearing that he wants your warmth....he need your warmth...Hitoshi needs you.

You and Hitoshi locks hands together both completely quiet but internally freaking out.

Shinsou's brain starts going into overload as he starts think about every romantic movie and think about how they would fuck up a situation like this "Oh no she's really close shit! SHIT DOES MY BREATH STINK?! I DON'T KNOW! BUT I DON'T WANT HER TO FIND OUT,DAMMIT HOLD YOUR BREATH!" Shinsou does just that but you see him oddly do this.

Then you start thinking,"He's holding his breath? Why...did he sniff me...DO I STINK OH GOD I HOPE I DON'T IM SORRY HITOSHI!!!".

The bus hits a speed bump to causing all the seats to jump and it cause the two dummy's to bump heads.

"OW! DAMMIT! Hey are you ok?" You both say in unison then there is a short pause before the both of you burst out laughing.

"We're both so stupid haha!".

"Nah were not stupid great minds think alike " Hitoshi snickers.

You lean in closer to Shinsou as you poke the bump he got on his forehead from crashing into you " OW! HEY!" "That's what you get".

Sometime passes and the bus finally reaches the home bus stop in front of your house. Hitoshi and you get off watching it leave. "Hey Y/n are you busy tomorrow?"

"Umm no actually I'm free why you wanna hang out?"

Hitoshi beams as he scratches the back of his head just then a creepy smile form's on his face " Oh that great! Denki invited me to go out bowling and I wanted to bring what bakugo would call an extra"

You playful punch Hitoshi in the arm " Hey! Don't call me an extra! Ohhhh I swear I'll go feral on Katskui!"

"Oh I know you will... you always do but before you go in I wanna ask are you really ok...?"

Once again you ignore his question he notices and sighs "Y/n i won't use my quirk to make you talk....i promise ...".

Y/n stops smiling as she turns her back on Shinsou walking to the door.

"H-hey did you hear me y/n come on talk to me what wrong?", " I'm really glad I got to meet you Hitoshi Shinso.....You're such an amazing guy and... I just-."

And with that the tears began to fall down your face you look back at Hitoshi to see he's completely shaken up bye your sudden rush of sadness.

" Everything you've done for me there no way words can describe how happy I've been being friends with you and how much you left a impact on me"

Shinsou stops her " what up with all this crazy talk y/n? why are you acting like one you walk through that door I won't see you again?"

You think it would be better then wasting away until you day in 9 days then maybe your heart wouldn't be hurting so much like it is now, hell this pain feels like it's hurts more than the pain the quirk will bring.

Hitoshi brings you into his arm embracing your body in hug. "I promise you that we will be together always and besides-...."

"We got all the time in the world"

Hearing that one line....it finally sinks in that y/n is gonna die...so she does the only thing she can.

You clench Hitoshi uniform as you bury your head in his shoulder and began to breakdown in Shinsou arms. "Y/n?! Hey hey don't cry it'll be ok"

You scream and beg Hitoshi not to leave " You can't leave please don't! I don't wanna lose you Shisou!". "Woah woah lose me? Y-you're not gonna lose me...let's go to my house and clean you up I don't want you parents to see you like this".

Hitoshi takes you to his house right across the street. He quickly opens the door and sits you on the couch "I'll be right back just stay here ok", you nod and Shinsou leaves.

"I don't wanna bring Hitoshi into this and get him all worked up because of me he does so much for me as it is...you know what I mean right?" Shinsou's just meows back at you.

"Of course you get it Kabuki...Hitoshi is always taking care of both of us" you say while petting Kabuki. "I guess liking Shinsou isn't the only thing we have in common huh...".

A few minutes go by and Hitoshi is sitting on the couch wiping your face "Hitoshi come on I know how to whip my own face!". " If you stop moving MAYBE me can get this done quicker!".

Shinsou sighs and lays back on the couch "There now you're all clean up, you're welcome". You lay ontop of Shinsou patting his chest "Looks like the day is saved thanks to pro hero Mind Freak~". He pushes your face smushing it with is hand.

" Ew I told you I'm not calling myself myself mind freak!"

" IT'S COOL!"

" IT'S SCARY! IM TO TRYING HELP PEOPLE NOT TO SCARE THEM OFF" "We'll I'm here and I'm not scared of out you!".

Hitoshi softly puts his hand on your cheek "what I said out there wasn't a lie, Y/N I'm here if you need me...every step of the way...."

You hold Hitoshi hand as your hearing starts to diminish and your body begins to fell light that you begin to wobble and sway back and forth.

"Yeah.....we got all the time in the world...."

Y/n suddenly fall sideways onto the floor lying there motions while Hitoshi eyes widen as he screams " Y/N!!!!"

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡💔 As the the first day has come to an end so has 1 of the many lives. And so far Y/n has lost her first life.....🥀

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #y/n #shinsou hitoshi #boku no hero x reader #hitoshi x you #kaminari denki #bnha kaminari #my hero x reader

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