#video: EMBARASSED IN FRONT OF MY CRUSH!

[exhaslo]

hey can I request a shy!miguel like where he stutter at reader tease. (College Au,Miguel is in the popular group but doesn’t know sex as much as reader or doesn’t know anything at all.and reader who is an ‘everyone know person’ in school )

sub/(dom???)shy!miguel x dom/tease!fem!reader. in this case can reader be a teased that teach Miguel about sex ? tease him for being hard for the easiest thing such as pornography moan, tease him for wacthing porn? Which makes him more difficult for him to stop stutter sometimes.(and that with only with her 🤭) but of course reader is a sweetie heart and teaches him one or two (an handjob or blowjob) about to masturbating which get him even more hard then he is. 🤭 (and Miguel a secret a Virgin 😌😍 a whiny horny one)

Awe, so cute! Okay, I hope I can get this one done right! Let's give it a go~

Warning: Minors DNI, semi-smut, jk smut, cockwarming, teasing, porn watching, blow job, handjob

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It all just happened to fast. You had enrolled in college and somehow ended just tutoring some people here and there, until you suddenly became the, "The Go To". Everyone went to you for any kind of information, whether or not you knew the topic.

It could be about college programs, classes, cooking, sewing, anything. Everyone went to you for anything. Thankfully, you studied a lot and watched plenty of videos. But nothing could have prepared you for your newest question.

"S-Sorry to bother you," Miguel started off.

Your jaw nearly dropped the moment you opened your dorm room to the giant. Miguel was known as the hottest guy in school. He was so quiet and mysterious that every girl on campus wanted to know him. So, the fact that he was standing in front of your door, stuttering, was coming as a big surprise to you.

"I...I hope this isn't out of your...range." He looked around, "I-I heard that...that you knew everything." His voice got lower. Again, your jaw nearly dropped,

"I mean, I can totally try and answer whatever questions you got. Come in, come in."

Your mind was racing. Miguel O'Hara was in your dorm room. Thank the lords that you had no roommate. You had alone time with the hottest guy in school!

"What...What can you t-tell me about...s-sex?"

YOUWEREREADYTODROPYOURPANTIES-

"Ah, um, just like in general or-?" You watched his body language.

You furrowed your brows slightly as you watched Miguel try to come up with a sentence. Was he shy? You felt yourself nearly take a step back. The man of everyone's dreams was shy and inexperienced with sex. Well, so were you. All you did was watch porn.

"General." Miguel whispered.

"Well, I think my best friend the porn websites can do a much, much better job at that. Have you watched porn?"

God, this was so embarassing.

"N-No."

God, he was so innocent.

"Alright, um, let me give you a list. Or how about I-" You were clearly in the wrong headspace as you opened your laptop and went to your favorite porn site, "Anything in particular you're interested in watching?"

"Ah-"

Miguel could feel his heart rise to this throat. He watched as your eyes observed him. This was not something he was prepared for. Not with you especially. Miguel had a crush on you since you shared a class last semester. He knew that you knew everything, but it took him a lot of courage to come to you with this.

And now, he was getting hard by just seeing boobs on your laptop and you staring at his bulge. This was a huge mistake!

"I-I'm s-sorry!" He panicked. You immediately stopped him,

"You can't leave like that."

Lord, you really were getting in over your head. The moment you saw Miguel's erection, you felt your own heart race. You knew that he was not going to make the first move, so you had to play the bigger person. He came to you with questions!

"It's normal. Well, sort of." You sat him down, holding his shoulders, "It's kind of cute how easy you got hard. You need to work on that."

"H-How?"

"Watch some porn. Get used to the fake moans and masterbate."

"I...I don't really-"

Oh my god, this man was just being given to you. You swore you had to wipe a tear from your eyes as you tainted this pure soul.

"I, um, I'm not...This will be a first, but I've seen this done...in videos." You whispered the last part and undid his pants, "I'm going to show you how to touch yourself."

"(Y-Y/n)!" Miguel gasped as his dick sprung out. You're jaw nearly dropped at his size,

"All you did was see some boobs," You tried to tease him.

"S-S-Sorry," His stuttering got worse.

Your cheeks were flushed as your fingers trailed his dick. You could feel Miguel shudder from your touch. This was just a learning lesson. Grabbing his dick, you started to stroke his massive cock. His grunts and moans were so loud.

"You get hard so easy. I wonder, do I have to moan to make you cum?" You said with a smile.

Miguel shuddered against your touch as your thumb rolled against his tip. Pre-cum already starting to spill. You hummed as you decided to tease him some more. Asking if he never touched himself before, if being touched like this was making him horny.

"Now, this is a private lesson, okay? I don't want anyone knowing about this." You told him, standing up and pumping his dick faster.

"Y-Yes. I-I-I u-understand," Miguel moaned as he cam against your hand. He panted heavily as you stared at the massive amount of cum he spilled,

"S-So...I-I hope this helped. Um...W-Watch some porn."

You felt your heart race as you went to wash your hands. You were hot and horny. Once you cleaned your hand, you watched Miguel clean up the mess he made. He apologized to you repeatedly and asked if he could come by again.

"Yes."

You folded too quick.

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"Awe, still getting hard by just watching porn? You're so sensitive," You teased as you stroked Miguel's dick.

It had been a week and Miguel stopped by a few times with more questions. You answered them, while demonstrating some stuff. You were getting too into this. If this was a game Miguel was playing, then he was winning. Although, you knew he wasn't by his tone.

"C-Can't h-help it. E-Especially w-when I-I'm with y-you." Miguel stuttered as he flung his head back. Your eyes widen,

"Wait, you're only this hard...because of me?"

"Y-Yes!" Miguel groaned as he bulked his hips into your hand.

Your jaw nearly dropped at his confession. Stopping your hand, you got on your knees and fixed your hair. You were going to show Miguel everything about sex. Licking his tip, you hummed as you attempted to take his large dick in your mouth.

"(Y-Y/N)?!" Miguel groaned loudly.

Miguel groaned as the warmth of your mouth engulfed the tip of his dick. Your tongue was swirling around his shaft, making him shiver in delight. Miguel shuddered as he held your head, moaning as you kept sucking him off. This felt amazing.

Gripping your head, Miguel moaned loudly as he cam into your mouth. He panted softly as he watched you pull away, coughing. Your glossy eyes glanced up into his,

"I guess we're both sloppy at this," You wiped your mouth. Miguel helped you, blushing madly,

"You're a v-virgin too?" He asked. You slowly nodded and stood up, taking your pants off,

"I watch a lot of porn. Shall I show you what we do next?"

"I-I think I-I know," Miguel stuttered as he brought you close to him.

You watched him hesitate. It was so cute. Miguel slowly brought you against his lap and started to rub his cock against your folds. His hot breathe was against your neck as he slowly entered a finger into your drenched hole.

"I-Is it o-okay if...if...I-I kiss you?" Miguel asked.

"Aweeee, you're so sweet," You cooed before nodding.

You shared a passionate kiss with Miguel as you melted under his touch. He had no idea what he was doing, but damn his fingers were big. You clenthced against his finger, to which he pulled out and started to slid his cock inside you.

God, he was big.

You moaned loudly as Miguel stretched your pussy out. You leaned against him, gasping lowly as you felt him get harder to each of your moans. This boy was going to wreck you.

"M-Miguel, before you move...Just...Let us stay like this for a moment," You begged, needing to adjust to his size. Miguel held your waist gently,

"S-Sorry."

"No need. I-I'm teaching you here," You muffled a moan, your pussy squeezing his cock as you sat still. You whimpered as you felt him twitch, "A-Are you about to c-cum from me moaning alone? Haha,"

"You're just...just so beautiful," Miguel whispered, panting softly as he tried to restrain himself.

"H-How long...mhm...have you liked me?" You asked, slowly getting used to his dick making itself at home inside you.

"S-Since last s-semester." Miguel stuttered as he felt you squeeze him, "(Y-Y/N), I-I-"

"Let me..."

You muffled a moan as you slowly started to move. The pain faded and all you felt was pleasure. His dick fit so well inside you as you started to ride Miguel. His tip kissing your cervix each time you bounced, causing you to cry out.

Miguel held your hips, moaning into your chest as he felt himself unload inside you. You didn't even care. You were feeling so good at the moment. Trying to chase your own high, you moaned loudly as you started to bounce against his dick faster.

Miguel grunted as he tried to help, thrusting his hips into you. Your eyes nearly rolled back as you cam on the spot. Miguel watched as you slumped against him, both of your breathing heavily.

"(Y-Y/N), C-Can....can we keep m-meeting? I-I originally...wanted t-to ask you out...b-but...I-"

"Yes," You whispered, resting comfortably on him, "These will be your private lessons."

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Waaaah, I hope I did okay! Hope you enjoyed it!!!

#miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel o’hara x reader #spiderman 2099 #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel #across the spiderverse

[sanjisboyfie]

one piece smau: vacation edition

— strawhats being a cute friend group once again

— male reader, everyone having the tiniest crush on him too but thats only if u swuint (im a very selfindulgent writer sorry)

— also i imagine robin, franky and brook to be older than the rest of hte crew, but not like crazy older. its probably not really relevant, but like mid twenties insead of their thirties and forties LMFAOA the rest of the crew is young twenties

liked by ._.[name], princesanji, and 10k others

dni_nami: pre-7hr flight question, how long until we all start killing each other? everyone place your bets

tagged: ._.[name], freeluffy, and princesanji

uso_pp: we barely made it through the airport without losing luffy, so i'm placing my bet on one hour.

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-> dr.law: i'm surprised you even made it through airport security....

-> freeluffy: TOORRAOO YOU SHOULD'VE COME IT WOULDVE BEEN SO FUNNNN!!!

-> dr.law: hard pass. good luck everyone else.

._.[name]: i think it's gonna be fine !!! what's the worst that can happen tbh

-> dni_nami: i could list 100 reasons why this is gonna go bad and all of them involve luffy.

-> robinkills: [name]'s right, i think this trip is going to be very fun !

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freeluffy: [name] rented bikes for us, but he won't let me drive :/

tagged: ._.[name]

SUPERCOLA: good job [name] for saving his life, much appreciated

dni_nami: i'm begging you two to not crash and make the expenses of our trip go up even more

-> princesanji: always thinking logically, nami, this is why i love you so much <333333333333333

roro.zoro: pick up some sake otw back

-> ._.[name]: yesyesyes we all know thats the only reason why you came anyway, i'll pick some up

-> roro.zoro: what. no way. i definitely wanted to be sat on a hours long flight next to luffy and be living in a small apartment with all of my friends who dont know how to speak quietly and wont let me sleep even when its already early morning. what. i am so excited to be here.

-> uso_pp: alright we get it please stop

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robinkills: thank you [name] for winning me the prizes :)

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._.[name]: anything for you robin <3 aka the person thats keeping all of us sane right now <3

princesanji: HOW DARE THIS BAFFOON STEAL YOU AWAY ROBIN PLEASE LET ME TAKE CARE OF HIM, I WILL MAKE SURE HE NEVER BOTHERS YOU AGAIN

-> uso_pp: when is sanji going to accept the fact that [name] is actually apart of this friend group and that he is also more favored by the women we interact with

-> ._.[name]: dw usopp he only puts on a hard front, he ltr begged me to room with him so he could cuddle w me at night. he's just being shy rn

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freeluffy: [NAME] [NAME] DID YOU GET ME THEONE I WANTED TOO??!?!?! REMEMBER I SHOWED YOU

-> ._.[name]: yes luffy :) we are otw back and i have the one you asked for as well.

-> SUPERCOLA: [name] the absolute goat in dealing with luffy and his absurd requests so the rest of us dont have to

liked by freeluffy, roro.zoro, ._.[name], and 9k others

uso_pp: morning debrief where we all share embarrassing stories, like how [name] almost stripped completely naked drunk last night because an ice spice song was playing on the karaoke.

._.[name]: alright genuinely why the fuck did that have to be the caption you put on the internet for the whole world to see

-> roro.zoro: no dont be embarassed [name] it was funny watching you try and copy her signature pose

[liked by dni_nami, robinkills, and 90 others]

-> dni_nami: don't think about even crossing me in the future, i have a video of the whole thing bby

-> ._.[name]: GOD FORBID A GUY HAS FUN

skullnsoul: i found [name]'s dancing and singing quite endearing

-> ._.[name]: thank you brook :') you're so sweet

-> skullnsoul: yes, although i feel like you're much too old to be wearing underwear with hearts as the print, [name]. i suggest buying new pairs of boxers :)

-> ._.[name]: what the actual fuck

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dni_nami: i really wish you could hear sanji cursing [name] outin this photo

tagged: princesanji and ._.[name]

._.[name]: me when im literally following the instructions that hes telling me and i somehow still get yelled at

-> princesanji: do you even understand hwo cooking meat works? everyone would have gotten salmonella and food poisoning if i didn't teach you how

->._.[name]: yelling is never the answer sanji

-> freeluffy: I THINK [NAME]'S COOKING TASTED REALLY GOOD

uso_pp: they acc cookeedddd tho like our food was so tastyyy

[liked by princesanji, ._.[name], and 9 others]

robinklills: sanji almost shoved [name]'s head into the griller, it was funny

-> ._.[name]: HE WHAT ??!?!?! I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE THAT HE TRIED DOING THA TWHAT THE FUCK

liked by princesanji, ._.[name], and 12k others

roro.zoro: [name] told me to post this photo he took.

tagged: princesanji and ._.[name]

dni_nami: awww look all the boys finally getting along

[liked by robinkills, uso_pp, vivi, and 50 others]

-> princesanji: i would have much rather been in your presence my queen, i love you so much

-> ._.[name]: sanjii give up the bit for fucks sake

uso_pp: where was me and luffy's inv ??? ig its like that now ....

-> roro.zoro: you guys were playing mermaids in the pool at the apartment and explicitly told us to not interfere with your serious business

-> princesanji: and then you started getting mad at us for invitig you again right before we left

._.[name]: damn zoro u lookin mad fine in this photo shiiiitttt #smash

-> roro.zoro: i need you to make sure your door is locked later tn or else i cant promise you will wake up the next day

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._.[name]: thank u nami for the photos

tagged: dni_nami

._.[name]: btw nami made me post this w that caption so it could "scare away the hoes"

-> dni_nami: im doing them a favor, they just dont know it yet cuz ur fucking insane

-> uso_pp: LMFAOAO

purrrona: can i bite it?

-> ._.[name]: BITE WHAT?????

-> purrrona: so is that a yes or a no?

-> uso_pp: professional dick rider alert !!!!

roro.zoro: why is your thirst trap the first thing i have to see when i open this app

-> ._.[name]: why are you acting like you weren't the first person to like this post???

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portgasace: WHY THE FUCK WAS I NOT INVITED ON THIS TRIP?????

dr.law: id also like to thank nami for the photos

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[jenna0rtega27]

hi! I found you just a few days ago and i love your stories, love the way you write.. you're my comfort writer, really!

I kind of have an idea for a story and, if you can and want, i'd like you to write it.

So.

It's a fem!reader x jenna

R is an actress, jenna's coworker.

During a IG live, someone in the comments insults Jenna and Reader is sooo pissed off about it and she answers to the comment defending her with so much passion and "fire" that she ends up accidentaly confessing she's in love with the girl.

The video goes viral and R is ashamed and embarassed, she starts avoiding her castmates, especially Jenna, 'cause she's afraid to be rejected by the girl.

Bye!

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Thank you for asking Jenna x F!Reader Summary: RequestWarnings: Maybe some drama but nothing alarming Thank you for your comment and your request. It means a lot to me to be your comfort writer. And that’s exactly why I write. I want to make people happy. And if it’s writing that can make people happy then I’m fulfilled. I love you all and thank you very much for all your support, it really warms my heart. Continue to send me your requests, I love reading you so much. Number of words: 1963

" Are you ready? »

" Yes I am ready. » You and Jenna are getting ready to do an Instagram live. Jenna is your work colleague but also your best friend. But the little brunette is also your biggest crush. But you never dared to talk to him about it for fear of ruining your friendship and that would be your biggest loss.

In short, like every Monday, you and your best friend do an Instagram live to be able to interact with your fans.

Jenna starts the live and you watch the first people to arrive.

"Hello everyone. » You have always loved with your fans. Without them you would not be where you are today.

Jenna sits next to you on the couch and your thighs touch. You try not to panic and blush at the proximity. Jenna's phone is hung on a tripod so she doesn't have to hold the phone.

“Ask us questions and we will try to answer them. »

Jen_Y/n: are you in a relationship?

“No, we’re just best friends. » Jenna replies with a big smile and taking your arm in hers.

“Yeah, we’re just best friends. » You try very hard not to show that you are hurt by Jenna's response. Even if you're not together, it hurts when your crush says you're just friends.

You've been live for 30 minutes now and there are over a million people watching you. You are always so intimidated every time there are so many people on the live show. Because you know that right now, lots of fans and even non-fans are recording you either to post it on their fan account, or to use it against you later.

As you read the comments, your jaw is picking at someone saying a lot of crap about Jenna.

User5647392948465: Jenna is so ugly. Plus it's too small. Y/n I don’t understand how you manage to be with this shit.

User5647392948465: Plus Jenna is so bad. She is literally the worst actress I have ever seen play. Take it off the set and send it somewhere else so that we never see it again and can never talk about it again.

You turn your head and see Jenna looking at the comment and you swear you saw a tear in your best friend's eye. Seeing his sad crush made you angry that you weren't able to remember what you were going to say next.

“Listen User thing, Jenna is the best actress I know. And she's not just the best actress, she's also the brightest, smartest, mentally strong and kindest I know. And she is the most beautiful woman on this Earth. And you know what, we're always going to talk about her. I will always talk about her because I am madly in love with this magnificent woman. »

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. But soon you realize what you just said and your eyes widen. Your cheeks redden with shame. You couldn't think of what you had just said. You have just admitted that you are in love with Jenna in front of millions of people but especially in front of the person who concerns her.

“I think we’re going to go.” It's starting to get late. Goodbye everyone and thank you for being there. We'll see you again soon for another live. Bye. » Jenna thanks and cuts the Instagram live. You remain frozen. You don't want to look at Jenna. You are sure she is angry with you. You just screwed up your relationship. She will never want to see you again.

“Y/n…”

" I have to go. » You get up without saying goodbye to Jenna and leave your best friend's house. Or ex best friend?

You run to your car and once inside you collapse. “But what a fucking cunt I am!” » You scream and hit the steering wheel, letting hot tears flow down your cheeks. You put your forehead on the steering wheel and scream.

“I’m just a big fucking bitch!” FUCK!!! » You continue to hit the steering wheel and you are sure that the next day your hands were going to have bruises from how hard you hit.

After 5 minutes, you notice that you are still in Jenna's driveway. You wipe your eyes and quickly leave for home. After 20 minutes of traffic, you arrive home. When you get home, you immediately head to your bed. You don't force yourself to change or eat. You go to your bed and continue crying until you fall asleep from exhaustion.

It's now been 3 days since the big reveal and your phone hasn't stopped ringing. Videos have been posted of you saying your declaration of love. You are so ashamed of yourself. Jenna sent you lots of messages and calls but you didn't respond to any of them. Even your friends sent you messages to see if you were ok. You make yourself sick thinking that Jenna will never forgive you. And you especially think that she is calling you to break up your friendship.

5 days now and you are still locked in your house. You still don't talk to anyone. You hardly eat anymore. All you do is watch TV and cry yourself to sleep. Every day you think of the little brunette who you miss so much.

Today it is raining heavily. The sky is gray, there is lightning and thunder. A bit like your feelings. It's 5 p.m. and you're listening to season 3 of Outer Banks while trying to forget about Jenna. But your mind is still focused on the little brunette.

After 15 minutes of the 1st episode, you hear someone knocking on the door. You huff in anger. All you want is to be quiet and cry for the rest of your life. So you let it go. The person will perhaps leave thinking that there is no one there.

But other blows are heard and louder than the first time.

“It’s okay, I’m coming! When someone doesn't respond, it's because they're either not there or they don't want to respond to you. » You say, getting up from the couch and going to open the door to yell at the person who is bothering you in your moment of sorrow.

But when you open it, you open your eyes wide, not expecting at all from the person right in front of you.

“Jenna?” » The little brunette was completely soaked. Her hair was stuck to her beautiful face and it was stained with her running mascara.

Without answering, Jenna pushed you and walked inside. You are surprised by her behavior and why she is here at your house. Jenna looked furious. And you hope it’s not because of your statement you made on your last Instagram live.

“Why didn’t you ever call me back when I texted you or called you?!” I was worried to death! » Jenna practically shouts at you.

“You know very well Jenna why I didn’t talk to you. » You say, looking at the ground and playing with the ring on your thumb.

“Well you should have called me back or at least sent me a message to let me know you wanted it!” Even your friends you didn't talk to them! »

“To tell you what Jenna?!” I'm sorry for ruining our friendship?! Sorry for developing feelings for you?! » Your anger was growing. You don't want to take it out on Jenna but you've been keeping your anger buried so much that you have to explode in front of Jenna.

“Our friendship has never ruined Y/n. » Jenna said more slowly as she slowly approached you. You look at her as tears flow freely down your cheeks.

“Jenna, I humiliated myself in front of everyone. And because of me, everyone is sending you the live video. » You respond sadly.

“Y/n I don’t care about this video. All I want is for you to be okay after this. When I called you and you didn't answer, or you didn't respond to my messages, I thought you were never going to talk to me again. I was so scared. » Said Jenna as she too had tears running down her cheeks.

You frown in confusion.

“Jenna, you should be the one pushing me away, not the other way around. It was me who humiliated you in front of over a million people. You have nothing to reproach yourself for. I should be the one to blame. I ruined our relationship. » Your last sentence is weakened by tears and the fear of losing Jenna.

“Y/n can I tell you something?” » You nod your head to continue. “I remember the first time we saw each other was on the set of X. The first time I saw you, I wondered who this beautiful, magnificent woman was. This woman with beautiful y/h/c to y/e/c. You looked so beautiful in this costume that made you look so sexy. » You feel your cheeks redden at Jenna's words. “I told myself that I have to go talk to him, otherwise I would blame myself for the rest of my life. And you know what? It was the best idea of ​​my life. Because I met a strong, intelligent, courageous and so kind woman. But above all very sexy. » You both laugh at the last comment. “And after filming X, we became best friends. But I was missing something. For a long time I wondered who I was missing. »

“And what was that? »

“It was you Y/n. Every time I saw you, butterflies flew in my stomach. Every time you smiled, laughed or spoke, I loved you more every day. But at first I didn't want to admit it to myself because I thought you were straight. But when I saw you defending me the other day, I knew in that moment what my feelings for you were. » Jenna steps forward and cups your cheeks in her hands. “I’ve been in love with you Y/n for so long. »

You don't believe your ears. Your crush for years confesses his feelings to you. You wanted to pinch yourself to see if you would wake up. But Jenna's thumbs gently caressing your cheeks brings you back to reality.

“I love you so much Jenna. You can't believe how much I love you. I've been waiting for this moment for so long. » You place your hands on his hips and rest his forehead against his. Jenna runs one hand through your hair and the other on the back of your neck and scratches your skin with her nails.

" Can I kiss you? » Jenna asks you looking into your eyes and doing the triangle technique. You do the same and accept immediately. Jenna leans towards you but you step back. The brunette looks at you confused but you place your lips on hers. You wanted to kiss him first.

The kiss is soft and slow. There is no language just pure love. Jenna's lips are exactly what you imagined. They are sweet, pulpy, they taste like cherries.

You continue kissing before pulling away for lack of air. Your forehead is pressed against Jenna's and you look at her lovingly. She looks at you the same way.

“Jenna would you like to be my girlfriend?” » You ask with a smile on your face seeing her smile after your question.

“Yes Y/n, I want to be your girlfriend. » You both smile madly before launching into a kiss that's a little more intense than the first.

For now, your life is filled with happiness.

Thank you and fuck you User5647392948465.

#jenna marie ortega #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x fem reader

[a-constant-gay-panic]

“I don't mind.”

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pairing: steve harrington x gn!reader

summary: steve harrington has been your babysitter since you were 13, looking after you whenever your parents went out (which was quite often). now you're 19, working at family video with him and your feelings towards the older man are becoming harder to hide.

warnings: age gap (5 years, nothing too crazy), slight sexual innuendos, robin being kinda flirty (cause i'm a simp for her and steve 💕) other than that, fluff

word count: 1.4k

a/n: the steve harrington age gap fic based on this request. i had fun with this one ngl. hope you enjoy it anon :) i did make the reader gn cause no specific gender was included and yeah. tbh i had the urge to make this a older!reader fic with steve who is most likely the babysitter of readers kids and basically worships the ground reader walks on but then i realised that that probably wasn't what anon was asking/hoping for and decided to make steve the older one :(

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you sigh in exasperation as you watch the time slowly tick by, bored out of your mind. you're leaning on your elbows, fingers drumming rhythmically on the table top but robin bangs on the counter next to you, pulling you from your intense stare at the clock.

“how is my favourite person doing today?” she practically screams in your ear as she pushes herself up onto the counter. you laugh lightly as you shake your head at the older girl.

“besides from the raging boredom, fine i suppose.” you can't hide the annoyance which is laced into your voice and she chuckles at your response, gently patting your back.

“don't worry. there's only…” she drags the word out, glancing at the clock, “2 hours of your shift left! just 2 hours.” she encourages.

“oh yeah, which i'll be spending alone cause you're ditching me.” you deadpan. she smiles and slowly walks around the counter so she's standing in front of you on the opposite side. “well duh. there's no way in hell i'm spending an extra 2 hours in this shit hole.”

you're about to say some sarcastic remark but a voice shouts over the two of you, “alright that's enough. robin, y/n still needs to work.” you turn and see the man you've been secretly pining over for the past few years. steve harrington.

steve used to babysit you when you were younger, he was 18 and looking for an extra buck while you were 13 and a liability to your parents who constantly traveled.

he looked after you until you were old enough to take care of yourself (no 22 year old wants to babysit a 17 year old). you've always found him cute but it wasn't until you were 16 that you realised how infatuated you were with him.

now you work at a small shop called family video with him and his friend robin (who knows about your not so little crush on him). working with him was a challenge… mainly because you had to hide your attraction to the guy, scared that you'll not only fuck your friendship up, but also embarass yourself if you told him you liked him.

“well it's not like there's much work here, now is there?” robin makes a grand gesture to the, very much empty, store. her words snap you out of your thoughts and you quickly look away from steve, hoping he didn't notice your staring.

“oh shut up.” steve rolls his eyes before making his way to the two of you. “well!” robin claps, “i'm gonna go. you two have fun with this.” she subtly winks at you and you discreetly flip her off in return, earning a wink from her.

steve notices her action and frowns to himself, not exactly knowing how he feels about it. robin opens the door and turns to the two of you, bowing. “tata king steve. hot stuff.” you flush slightly at the nickname, still not used to her nicknames for you.

once she's out and the door is closed, you slowly return to the same position you were in earlier, slumping over the counter, fingers drumming as you watch the clock, urging it to go faster.

“so…” steve starts. you look at him curiously. “so…?” you raise a brow, not knowing what else to say.

“so you and robin…” he trails off. it takes you a good second to understand what he's insinuating and when you do you can't help the laugh that makes its way from your chest.

“if you're trying to ask whether or not we're anything but friends then you're delusional, harrington” you laugh some more, finding it way funnier than it should have been.

steve nods slowly, strangely relieved that you and her weren't a thing.

if he's being honest with himself, he was relieved because he's been interested in you for a good 2 years now. he didn't act upon his feelings as he knew it was immortal, he knew it was wrong. hell, the only reason he hasn't kissed you yet is because he's worried you'll find the fact that he's 5 years older odd. that and the fact that you've known him since you were a kid.

“and besides, she's alot older than i am.” you continue as a matter of fact. he turns to look at you, a crease above his brows as he considers your words. “what do you mean alot? 5 years isn't that much of a difference is it?”

you shift on your feet. truth be told, you didn't see it as a huge age gap but you knew that others might. realistically, you were saying that to convince yourself that you and steve would never happen.

so instead of replying, you simply shrug your shoulders. you were confused as to why he was saying any of this, not understanding his angle whatsoever.

“well is it?” he asks a minute or so later. “is it what?” you frown. “is it too big of an age gap?” his eyes bore into yours, wanting, needing an answer.

you nervously look away from his eyes as you shrug again. “i don't know… depends, i suppose.” “so you'd go for robin?” he cocks a brow at you, waiting in hidden amusement.

“no,” you laugh, “not robin.” you mentally facepalm yourself at how that sounds. “oh, not robin but someone else?” he smirks, walking closer you.

“what does it matter?” your tone is defensive and you hate how he's getting you all worked up over a simple question.

“it doesn't matter. just wondering what your thoughts were before i did something i'd regret later.” he's standing in front of you now, arms crossed.

“stop speaking in riddles steve and spit it out already. you're not making any sense.” you copy his body language, folding your arms across your chest as you lean back against the counter.

when he makes no attempt to speak you continue, “what are you going to regret later anyway?” something in his mind seems to click and he approaches you slowly, arms unfolding and reaching on either side of you to rest on the counter, caging you in.

your mind and body freezes, not processing what the hell he's doing. “i'm not sure if i'm being honest. as if you'd be opposed to this.” he chuckles at the end.

“opposed to what?” you ask dumbly, mind foggy from the close proximity.

“this…” he trails off, lips pressing against yours gently. you're standing in shock for a moment, not believing that the steve harrington, the guy you've crushed on for ages now, is kissing you.

you quickly regain your composure and happily return the kiss, hand hesitantly reaching up to find home in his hair.

the two of you pull away after a while, breathing heavily. your forehead is resting against his and you stare into each other's eyes, smiling like complete idiots.

“i've wanted to do that for a while now.” he breathes out. your smile broadens even more, “believe me… so have i.”

you lean forward and brush your lips against his again and he eagerly returns it with a kiss, arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“oh my god!”

the two of you quickly pull apart, turning around to see who the intruder is.

there, in the doorway, is robin with a gigantic smirk on her face. “i knew you two would get together eventually.” she quips, causing your embarrassment to grow.

“what are you doing here? i thought you left?” steve's voice is annoyed and frustrated which only makes her chuckle.

“forgot my jacket.” she states simply as she walks over to the desk and grabs it, turning around and heading for the door almost immediately. “well you kids have fun,” she says as she opens the door once again. “and use protection!” she shouts before leaving the two of you alone again.

you and steve look at each other for a moment before bursting out into laughter.

the laughter quietens down and steve is staring into your eyes, a small smile left in his lips. “what?” you ask with a light laugh.

“nothing… just enjoying the view.” he gently places his hand on your cheek. you bury your face in his chest as you wrap your arms around him, just wanting his warmth. he's quick to wrap his arms around you in return, closing his eyes in happiness.

“i don't mind, y'know.” you mumble. “don't mind what?” you internally roll your eyes, squeezing him ever so slightly. “the age difference… i don't mind it if you don't?” it came out as a question near the end, needing reassurance.

“not at all… i don't mind at all.” he kisses the top of your head.

“good to know.” you smile into his chest, not wanting to let go. ever.

— — — — — X — — — — —

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x gn!reader #gn!reader #fluff #stranger things #stranger things steve #stranger things x reader #requests

[rattled-shadow]

So I originally posted this under one of BigKlingy's Persona 5 Max Confidant videos (he's made it past the Shido arc and is in the vanilla endgame). Maybe someone here would like it as much as him?

Note: Gang of Rumour is the group name he went with for the playthough

Text transcript under cut

So the captain has been thrown overboard and the ship is quickly sinking

Yet, everyone else seems to be sinking more and more into apathy...

There's actually something that's been dancing around in my head for the past few days and i thought this video might be the place for it: Shido, post change-of-heart

Throughout the game, he had an ego the size of Japan and the entitlement to go with it. He looked down anyone he deemed inferior (reducing them to mice in his mind). He was a two-faced liar and, if his palace was to go by, believed that everyone else was the same. Despite the ego, he was incredibly insecure and sensitive to criticism (he sued a teenager for standing up to him for christ's sake). And he was so very paranoid, willing to "get rid of" anyone he was suspicious of (to a fault)

So, take away his destructive pride and what are you left with?

A deeply paranoid man with a fragile ego. I wouldn't be surprised if the media wasn't the only thing he was avoiding between the change of heart and this press conference. If he truly believed that everyone is hiding something from him, he might actually have been scared of his colleages, especially of his yes men. What if they turn on him and do what he did to all of those countless people he crushed?

I also think he might've hid from everyone because he might be too embarassed to cry in front of people. He's supposed to be the strong, powerful leader destined to steer the country to greatness, not this pathetic snivelling disgrace of a politician. Crying would be a show of weakness

And then there's the fact that the Phantom Thieves forced him to suddenly care about morality when he didn't before. All of those horrific things he did are now going to haunt him. Not to mention that he spent so much of his life creating this web of destruction. He's probably going through an existential crisis on top of everything else...

Congrats, Gang of Rumour, you damn brats, you just broke a man. He deserved it, but still

#has anyone ever stopped to think about what someone would be like after a change of heart or is that just me? #especially the palace rulers. they had the most dramaic shift in mental state of all #and Shido was thd biggest monster of all #completely irredeemable and yet he was forced to reform #I find that so fascinating tbh #no way I'm main tagging this lol #masayoshi shido #long post #(I guess)

[skzfelixity]

Save Me | Cha Hyunsoo [Sweet Home]

Hyunsoo x Reader

Summary: Hyunsoo is about to end it all but the thought of you stops him.

Warnings: suicide attempt, mentions of violence, self harm and depression

Hyunsoo found himself entering the first building he saw, he was tired. He was sick and tired of life. Every time he went to sleep, he wished he never woke up. He wanted to end his miserable life. He was good for nothing and always disappointed everyone around him. He just wanted to be a better person but he ended up hating himself.

He stood at the edge of the building’s rooftop, staring at the ground. If he jumped he wouldn’t be able to survive. That’s what he wanted, right? That’s what everyone wanted, right? Not you, you didn’t want him to die and he knew it. He shook the thought of you. He wouldn’t be able to do it if you stayed on his mind longer.

Instead, he reminded himself of all the times he got beaten up for literally nothing, all the times his sister was embarassed to be related to him and the fact that his parents knew what he was going through but never helped him. All these made scars in his heart, him making them visible on his arm. Every time he made another mistake or felt horrible, he would add another one. Tears flowed down his cheeks at the memories.

Why did everyone hate him? It didn’t make sense to him, maybe he was that bad of a person. But then again, you always reminded him that you were thankful he was still here and how proud you were of him. He didn’t understand why, he did nothing to make you proud of him.

He started sobbing while taking a few steps back, why are you so happy every time you hang out together? Why did you show him your brightest smiles? You couldn’t be faking it, it was too much work to do. No one cared for him so why did you? What did you see in him?

He sat on the ground, knees close to his chest. He didn’t stop crying, his sobs got louder as random happy memories of you two flashed through his mind. Like that day when you started playing games with him just because it was the only thing he was intrested in. You bringing him food once in a while, scolding him for not eating for days. The way you held him in your arms whenever he was down, sad or troubled.

He liked what he felt during these moments, they made him want to keep on living. He pulled out his phone, a few tears dropping on the black screen. Did he really deserve someone like you? You were the best thing that happened to him, you were too kind to someone like him. 

He dialed your number, placing the speaker on his ear with shaking hands. He didn’t know what came over him but he needed to hear your voice. “Hi Hyunsoo, what-”

“Save me.”

You froze for a few seconds, he sounded too calm to be in danger. “What’s the matter, Hyun?”

He bit his bottom lip to prevent more tears from falling. He didn’t like being vulnerable in front of you, “C-can you meet me?”

“Yes of couse, just tell me where you are and I’ll come find you,” immediately on your feet, you ran to the location he told you. On the roof? You got so scared, did he try to jump? You couldn’t lose him, you didn’t want to.

Your ankles hurt from running but you didn’t stop, you needed to see him as soon as possible and make sure he was okay, physically at least. You opened the door to the rooftop, not seeing him anywhere. He couldn’t have left, he called you here after all.

He waited for you to notice him on the other corner of the roof, too afraid and ashamed to call you over. When you did, your heat felt at ease again. Hyunsoo’s heart feeling the same as you run to him. You gave him a bone crushing hug, he knew he must have scared you. He wished he hadn’t, all he could do to make you feel better was hug you back.

You didn’t know how to start. Ask him how he felt? Ask him if he was about to jump? Nothing felt right to say.

“I’m sorry, I must have scared you. Are you okay?” He was the first one to speak. He was so selfless it hurt your soul. He always cared for everyone around him but never got acknowledged nor praised for it.

“Stop asking about me! You’re the one who is hurting right now, why can’t you just say it?!” You pulled away from the hug to look into his eyes, which held so much pain. He sighed, it wasn’t easy for him to talk about his feelings but he had to since he called you here.

“Why are you proud of me?” He looked down at his feet, “I haven’t done anything that can make you proud of me.”

His words hurt you. He didn’t value himself enough, not at all to be exact. You cupped his cheeks to make him look at you. “I am proud of you because you are here today. Holding on for another 24 hours is not easy and I am so thankful I get to talk to you every day.” He started tearing up again, he knew you meant what you said and it made him feel a lot better. “You don’t see it but you are actually a very good person. The world is just bad.”

You wanted to cry too, the world was so unfair to him and it hurt to witness it. Hyunsoo felt acknowlegded for once, he wanted to be a better person and you just told him you saw him as one. He could trust you and believe your words. If such a genuine person thought he was a good person then it must be true. Moments with you was what he lived for, “I love you, Y/N. I am sorry for scaring you.”

“I love you too, Hyunsoo. Thank you for making me happy,” you embarced him in a tight hug. He did make you happy, you didn’t lie to make him feel better. He was pretty fun to be around, esepcially when it came to playing video games and having deep talks.

“I make you happy?” he mumbled into your neck, putting his arms around you. Hearing it would make him believe it completely, his brain and anxiety would accept the fact that he made someone happy in this miserable world of his.

“You make me happy, Cha Hyunsoo.” You ran your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp. He hugged you tighter, enjoying your fingers on his hair. Affection is needed from time to time and you never missed the chance to show it to him.

“Then I will continue to make you happy so stay by my side,” he whispered, too tired and relaxed to speak louder. You smiled at his words, “Forever and always.”

#sweet home #sweet home kdrama #cha hyunsoo #cha hyunsu #cha hyun #hyunsoo #hyunsu #hyunsoo x reader #cha hyunsoo x reader #hyunsu x reader #sweet home x reader #sweet home imagine #song kang #kdrama #kdrama x reader #kdrama imagine #i want to give him a hug :(

[huenjin]

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 (𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐓)

genre | fluff, toothbiting fluff, and slightly suggestive

warnings | hints at nsfw in slight occasions, but it's still very sfw.

members | bang chan, minho, changbin, hyunjin, jisung, felix, seungmin, jeongin

note | tried at making it gender neutral. also, this is my first hc, if this is what it is, so please do tell me if it's any good.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍

downright going to be the most classic one. he'd bring you over for a christmas dinner, his mum and dad looking at you quizzically and you swear to god it was the most raveling moment ever in your whole life. the fear, the anxiety and the pain of being rejected by his parents weighs far too much in your head. however, chan would hold your hand, rub small circles at the junction between your thumb and your other fingers and tell his parents that you're his bestfriend, his lover, the one he loves in the present and hopefully for a long time. that he wants to spend his christmas with every single human being that he loves under the same roof. it is only after this that his parents calm down, cheer up and are overjoyed that their son has found someone to be with — to share his happiness and sadness with. will go down in your history as one of the best christsmases you have shared.

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐎

here to spread the college boyfriend!minho agenda. this was off this ad that i saw the other day and idek why i found it cute but it was dead cute and i knew that's definitely minho. 100%. so you're over at his lodging room in college in his shirt — minho swears to god he finds you the cutest in his shirts — watching this romcom on netflix on his laptop. you're cuddled up against him on his bed and minho's kissing your cheeks occasionally when you're too engrossed into the movie, making sure he gets the gasp and the chuckle exactly from you. and all was going well till he gets a video call notification from his mother and he's scrambling up from his bed, angling the mirror away from you as he answers, "hi, mom." his mother would ask of him to show his new room, something he was supposed to do earlier and he sighs, "can we do this tomorrow? it's late and i have this assignment to do?" but his mother wouldn't have it any other way and insists — determination running through their family veins evidently. and here you are, scrambling around his room everytime he moves to show his room to his mum, just to avoid the camera. until you can sit back on the bed and minho's rushing to end the conversation, "can i please go do my assignments now, mum?" you know you're royally fucked when minho's mother laughs, only to ask her son, "does your assignment wear your shirts now? you should introduce them to me."

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐍

changbin's whole family knows you already. in fact, if anything, it was his sister that forced him to finally ask you out because he has been crushing on you forever. the following events happen in this particular order: you're the cute cashier at his favorite drink place and if college has taught him one thing, it is never to miss out on an opportunity and he knows he must ask you out. his sister is with him and finds him all awe eyed at you and she knows. she also knows that her brother is a wimp and won't ask you out so she nags him over throwing litter all over in his room if he doesn't. changbin thinks it's the extra push he needed and he does ask you out while paying his bill — a mere, "uhm, i think you're cute. if you happen to have some, uh, free time this saturday evening, we could go watch a movie or something. oh, i mean, of course, if only you're free and if you haven't watched the movie and like everyone seems to be busy and you're just so so pretty i ha—" changbin still remembers the way you giggled, the way you held your chest and the way you smiled and nodded. changbin's family knows that very evening because siblings are snitches deep down and his sister yells as soon as she enters the home, even before she has taken her shoes off — "listen, listen! our changbinnie grew up. guess who has a lover, guess who, guess who!" all changbin could yell back was, "they are prettier than you and nicer than you!" and stick his tongue out. needless to say, changbin was found picking scrap paper off his room's floor at 2am.

𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍

lowkey his parents are suspicious of you and think you're not a great person and this is another episode of hwang hyunjin getting overly attached and loving another human. you can't blame them. experiences make parents cautious and when all of hwang hyunjin's relationship has ended him with an aching heart, you know you'd be suspicious of the next person he brings home too. he brings you home for dinner and his parents were definitely not expecting another member. it starts with frigid stares and hard, short answers and hyunjin has to hold your hand to stop you from crying because you feel like you lost your chance even before you had it. that is till, hyunjin speaks up, "mum, dad. i love them. and i know you guys are doing this because you fear they're going to break my heart—" "i wouldn't," you mumble, "you're going to break mine if this ends." and hyunjin chuckles, kissing your cheek before his parents. he turns to them and repeats the same, "i love them. so much and i hope you can accept them and not pin all my bad experiences on them. please." it takes a few more meetings for his parents to warm up to you but it happens slowly over the time, till — you're now spending every other weekend with his mum to bake cakes.

𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆

so jisung, as much as he needs the caring and loving, is an eccentric man. he's so eccentric you're so sure you fell for him because of that, because of how he manages to make you always smile. so eccentric that he had a whole ppt presentation on why everyone should be like you. and this stupid boyfriend who is oh so in love shows this before his parents to announce how he's dating you. it's like a one slide presentation. he's planned it all out for days. he'll bring you over in the guise of being a friend and then surprise his parents after dinner by turning this great one slide presentation on. it'll have a picture of you on the side and points in bullets to the left — of how you're pretty, of how you're funny, how you make him want to be a better person, how he wants to continue going to the orphanage to help every sunday with you, how he wants to give you his world. how you're the nicest person he knows. your parents are smiling and they know. they know even before the announcement that you're his lover and better half and you make him happy and so does he. and courtesy of jisung's great brain, the animations rotate and land and the last two lines are so big that you blush and are embarrassed but god fucking help you, you're so in love with him that this makes your heart race. "be like y/n. be my lover," races into the screen and you think the animations makes it even more quirkier than it already is. until his mother makes everyone laugh even more by asking, "are you asking us all out, sungie? doubt they would like that."

𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗

another one of the classic introduction types. felix asks you if it's alright for him to finally introduce you to his family and you nod, heart fluttering because you know for sure this is a huge step. upon much consideration, you agree to go for dinner with his parents at his place the following weekend. you're asking him over the week if this dress was alright or if you should go for formals and as much as he reassures you that it's not a huge deal — it is a huge deal to you. you want his parents to know how serious you are of him. you even being a gift home that night and bake some muffins and his mother is just really impressed (if she wasn't already flustered by all the stuff you brought). and when you know you have warned up enough to them, you know his mother is going to show the embarassing pictures just to fluster her son and it works. you do spend some good hours with his parents — his dad giving you a thumbs up to be new fashioned as you leave and his mum waving you good bye — and it is only after this you sigh in relief, tension off your shoulders. you've left a good impression and felix knows this too as he kisses you in his car.

𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍

seungmin is the softest boyfriend ever. i mean seriously, if the whole world already didn't know the two of you were dating would be a surprise — it's the pretty bracelets you wear, the matching hoodies found in your closets or how you're just always in his blue hoodie. always. and so when seungmin is rushing you, two weeks into official dating for you to meet his parents, you're wide eyed. all he has to say is, "i'll be going to marry you either way. why wait till the day before marriage to show you off to my parents also." and he'd be so thrilled. seungmin's mum is enthralled because he is enthralled. he is so excited to tell his parents about you and about how you're his lover. his to show off. his to love. for years to comes. and you're blushing in front of his parents, ears heated up at the term. seungmin's dad jokingly pats his son's back, laughing, "have you grown up already to bring someone home?" and he nods, smiling like the dork you fell in love with. his mother rushes to sit you down by the table, ready to take care of you and you realise — seungmin's family will always be as accepting as he is. the fruit doesn't fall that far away from the tree, after all.

𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍

trust me, he's the reckless kind. he'll care for you, love for you and be there for you but he's so bad with dates and timings and everything that mistakes like this were bound to happen at one point. he's shifted to his own place and jeongin is so excited that he calls you over — "y/n, you must come here. even the bed is warm." and you know what that meant. the bane of every mankind's downfall and every civilization's achilles' hill. that is exactly how you ended up next to jeongin, his hands cupping your face and him kissing you like he has all the time in the world now that he has his own place. until the two of you hear the door click and jeongin pulls back, swearing and in panic. you hold his shoulder in worry and he's telling you that his parents were supposed to come over, today. that he didn't know it would be this early, however. and the only thing his oh-so-bright brain could come up with in that moment is to shove you and himself into the small closet till his parents leave. and even if it meant a few sweaty minutes in the closets in each other's warmth, moans and giggles in the air albeit the warning of silence, and jeongin kissing you in places the heavens shouldn't know, you'll happily brace it all for him. the two of you come out of the closet only after you hear the door shut again. the two of you walk down carefully to see if his parents are away, only to find a small yellow post it note stuck on the fridge — you should have told us you had someone over. you bury your face into his shoulders in embarassment as you ask, "they heard, didn't they?" he chuckles, "probably. we'll get you to officially meet then soon. my mum loves pies and you bake the best ones. she'll fall for you like i did. instantly."

#stray kids fluff #chan fluff #minho fluff #changbin fluff #jisung fluff #hyunjin fluff #felix fluff #seungmin fluff #jeongin fluff #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagines #bang chan #hyunjin #felix #changbin #lee know #han jisung #seungmin #i.n #jeongin #writings.rue

[sunnypogue]

coho!rafe + the video (blurb)

big thanks to scout for helping me map this out!!

warning: NSFW. 18+, some dubious consent issues with the video. (it’s necessary to note that rafe sending this video to himself without consent is NOT okay. like a very big violation of privacy. however, this is fiction, so...just know I don’t condone that shit in real life!) also, please use protection. xx.

--

“Bro, watch your fucking elbows!”

“You watch your elbows, fucker!”

Your head darted back and forth as the teammates shot insults at each other from their respective sides of the beer pong table. You were supposed to play the winner, but at the rate this game was going, you wouldn’t be playing anytime soon.

“Hey,” A hand rested on your shoulder, voice grabbing your attention, “we up soon?”

You shook your head, “Dumb and dumber over here have been arguing about the rules for the past 10 minutes. I don’t think they’ve sunk a cup yet.”

Your pong partner laughed, “Well, just yell when someone loses. I’ll be over -”

“Cameron! Get your ass in here, Matty just said we couldn’t shotgun these claws in one go!”

Rafe’s head turned towards the kitchen, where his defense partner (and resident dumbass), Luke, was holding two jumbo mango White Claws next to his head.

“Oh, fuck you Matty - shit, Y/N, come film this.” Rafe grabbed your arm, dragging you behind him. “I need proof so I don’t have to keep chugging shit at parties to prove my idiot teammates wrong.” 

You watched with a wry smile, your phone camera capturing as Rafe stabbed the cans with his house key, before shotgunning the seltzer, Luke finishing immediately after him, letting out a huge burp.

“Oh, fucking gross, Luke.” You yelled, ending the recording.

“Alright - fuck this! Someone come play Jonesy in pong with his fucking weird ass rules.” A voice boomed from the other room, where the now defunct BP game was happening. “I’ve never had someone talk about elbows so much, you fucking boner.”

You made eye contact with Rafe, grinning as he wiped the remnants of white claw off his lips. 

“Pong?” You mouthed, pocketing your phone, before making your way into the living room, Rafe close behind.

-- 

A few hours later, you were posted up on the couch, one of the stragglers at the hockey kickback, listening to Matty and Jonesy debating the merits of wearing a cage versus a bubble. Bored, and a little drunk, you pulled your phone out, intending to thumb through your instagram stories to drown out the sound of Matty yelling about how a bubble made you look like a “fucking bitch boy,” when your phone was snatched clean out of your hand.

“Hey!” You yelped, swinging an arm out to grab your phone, which now sat comfortably in the palm of Rafe’s hand.

“Hey!” He mimicked. “Gimme your password, I need to airdrop that video to myself.”

You rolled your eyes, “Okay, turn it around.”

Rafe pointed your front camera at you, letting FaceID flick your phone open. “Thanks.”

You waved a hand dismissively, standing up from the sunken-in couch. “I’m gonna pee, just don’t go anywhere with it. Stay here.” You gave him a pointed look before wobbling your way to the upstairs bathroom (the only one that was bound to have toilet paper at this rate.)

Rafe took your spot on the couch, fumbling through your phone with drunken accuracy (or at least, that’s what he’d say when you found out he posted a selfie to your insta story), trying to locate the video you had taken earlier. He maneuvered his way to your “Videos” tab, eyeing the most recent one. However, the finger holding the phone accidentally touched the top of the app, sending the screen to the very top of your extensive video collection. Rafe groaned, going to thumb his way back down, when he noticed the screencap of a particular video, nestled at the top corner of your phone. 

If anyone asked, he clicked on it to confirm that his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him, that he wasn’t seeing things - because there was no fucking way this was on your phone.

When the video loaded to full screen, Rafe almost dropped the phone. Apparently, his eyes weren’t deceiving him. You had a video, a full, one minute, twenty three second video, of (whom he was assuming was) yourself, bent over someone’s bed, getting fucked by someone with a massive fucking cock. 

Rafe’s thumb hit play before his brain could stop him. He watched, wide eyed, as this random dude fucking railed you, cock practically splitting you in half. Watched as he held your hands to the base of your back, watched as you took it so fucking good.

And then a voice broke his reverie.

“Cameron, dude - you good?” Jonsey leaned over, apparently finished with his bubble v. cage argument. “You’ve been staring at that phone for like, a while.”

Rafe jumped, turning the phone over on his knee. “Yeah, just airdropping something. Service sucks in here man.”

He waited until Jonesy’s redirected his attention elsewhere, before he turned the phone back over, airdropping himself the video of you getting railed.

You returned to the couch minutes later, a sleepy smile on your face. “You get it?” You asked, extending your hand for the phone. 

Rafe slid it back to you, “Yup - thanks.”

--

A couple nights later, Rafe was on his bed, head propped up by a couple of pillows, the video of you pulled up on his phone. He had watched it so many times, it was practically burned into his memory - the sounds of you taking it, the way you tilted your cunt to get it deeper, the way you would respond when he’d smack your ass, or pull your hair - it was addicting, seeing you like this. Rafe had never thought he’d see you, his sweet, little friend, getting fucked within an inch of your life.

It made him think about all the ways he’d fuck you - better than whoever the fuck took the video than you. Rafe thought about it constantly - fucking you in the shower, hiking your leg up to spread that sweet little cunt, fucking you in the car, pulled over on the side of an abandoned road, bent over the side of the passenger seat, hands holding on to the center console as Rafe fucked into you, door open. Rafe thought about fucking you the same way you were fucked in the video, relentlessly pounding his cock into your cunt, pulling you back onto his cock when you were close to finishing, spanking you when you begged to come - just filthy.

Rafe was so lost in thought, he didn’t hear the knock on his door, or the small creak as his door opened, or the little voice going, “Rafe?”

Rafe didn’t notice anything until you were standing at the foot of his bed, looking at him quizzically. “What are you doing?”

Rafe jumped, phone flying out of his hands. “Nothing - nothing. What the fuck are you doing here?”

You rolled your eyes. “I texted you that I was coming to grab my accounting book. I still haven’t read for class tomorrow.” You looked around the room, trying to eye the massive red textbook. “Why are you so sweaty? It’s like, 50 degrees out.”

Rafe shrugged. “It’s hot in here.”

You gave him a look. “No, it’s not, but okay weirdo.” You moved to grab his phone, now laying face up at the foot of his bed, screen dim. “Sorry for scaring you. Here’s your - ” You stopped, registering what was paused on his screen.

Rafe grabbed the phone from your grasp, realizing you may have seen a bit too much. “The book is over there.” He pointed at his desk, attempting to deflect.

You just gaped at him. “Is that - fuck, was that - ”

“It’s not what it looks like.”

“Was that me?” You finally finished your sentence, arms crossing in front of you. “Was that - where did you get that?”

Rafe slowly stood, holding his hands in front of him as if to not startle you. “Look, I’m not proud of this but - ”

“How did you get that?” You whispered, still in shock. “I thought I deleted all of those.”

Rafe looked down at his feet, sheepish. “I accidentally saw it on your phone when I was airdropping shit at Matty’s last weekend. I - I don’t know why I airdropped it to myself, but fuck. I’m fucking glad I did.”

You looked at him. “Rafe, what the fuck! That’s so fucking embarassing for me - delete that!”

Rafe grabbed your wrist that was reaching for the phone. “Why the hell is that embarrassing for you? Y/N, that is literally the hottest fucking shit I’ve ever seen. You - you’re fucking gorgeous, you know?”

You matched Rafe’s heated gaze, staring at him as he kept his grip on your wrist. “I’m literally getting fucked by my ex in that video, Rafe.” You bit your lip, cheeks flushing from remembering the contents of that particular video. “How the hell is that hot for you?”

Rafe pulled you closer. “Because I’ve never seen you like that - you’re always so reserved around me. To see you unedited, raw - just fucking taking it like that. How would that not be hot for anyone?”

You blushed, looking away. “I - I don’t - ”

“I’d like to see you like that, in person, if that’s alright with you.”

You gaped up at him. “What?”

Rafe grinned, teeth nearly glittering in the dim light of the bedroom. “I’d like to fuck you. Better than your ex. Is that alright with you?”

You found yourself nodding - you weren’t sure what world you were currently existing in, but if it was a world where Rafe Cameron (aka the boy you had been harboring a crush on since you met him freshman year) wanted to fuck your brains out after watching a video of your ex-boyfriend fucking your brains out - well, you weren’t complaining.

You let Rafe pull you in for a kiss, let Rafe slide your sweatpants off, let Rafe slip his cold hands under your sweatshirt (causing you to squeal, not expecting the temperature change). Rafe let you tug his shirt off, let you run your hands over his defined shoulders and arms, let you palm his cock through his boxers. It was soft, sweet and exploratory.

Until it wasn’t.

When Rafe tweaked your nipple, you responded by sinking your teeth into his bottom lip - just enough to bruise. He pulled away, a glint in his eye, hands going to slide your sweatshirt off, leaving you completely naked. 

“You wanna play that game?”

You slipped your thumb between your teeth, biting down softly as you walked to the edge of his bed. You went to bend yourself over the mattress, forearms propping your chest up, hair swept over your shoulder. “Why don’t you come over here and find out?”

Rafe growled, taking two steps over to where you were positioned, before sliding his cock out of his boxers. He grabbed his length, jacking it a couple times as he rubbed the head against your clit, leaving a trail of precome in its wake.

“You want it, baby?”

You nodded, leaning back into his cock. Rafe tutted, pulling away completely, smiling when you let out a soft whine. “Words, honey. You gotta tell me.”

You turned your head, looking Rafe dead in the eye. “For fuck’s sake Cameron, get in me.”

Rafe laughed, tapping his cock on your cunt a couple of times, before slowly sliding in, letting you get used to the stretch. You groaned, walls clenching around his length, hands gripping the bedspread as you let your body adjust. Rafe kept his long, slow slide going, until he was balls deep, pelvis snug up against your ass. He was still, just for a moment, before rolling his hips, letting his cock nudge up against your g-spot. You moaned, head dropping to the comforter. You hadn’t felt this full - well, since your ex.

“You good, babe?” Rafe asked, chuckling a bit at your reaction.

“God, Rafe - fuck me.”

Rafe leaned forward, prying your hands from the comforter, tugging them gently behind your back. He swatted at your ass twice, loving the way you tilted into the sensation, before grabbing your hair, pulling you up just enough to get your chest off the bed. 

“This okay?”

You nodded as best you could with his hand in your hair. “I swear to God, Rafe, if you don’t move right now I’ll - ”

“What? What are you gonna do?” He taunted.

You whined, rolling your hips against his cock, which was still stuffed deep in your cunt. “Rafe, please.”

Rafe chuckled under his breath. “Fuck, I could get used to hearing that - hold on, pretty girl. I’ve got ya.”

#smut #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron #coho!rafe #outer banks smut #outer banks #rafe cameron imagine #she writes

[princess-of-inarizaki]

Oh hi there it's me again ヾ(＾-＾)ノ I just finished all of my essays and projects I mean almost all of them . So can you do hcs of first date with Sakusa, Atsumu, Suna, Kenma and Oikawa? Like how far they'll go far for affection, pda, etc? How they'll make the date fun and enjoyable? Smthn like that.

I finally got to your request @k-sakusa-old !! (So very proud of you for completing those essays hehe, eventho it's a bit late; congratulations!!)

I really hope you enjoy this, it took me quite a while because I wanted it to be perfect. Love you!! 💖💖💖

First dates with the boys!

Characters: Oikawa, Atsumu, Suna, Sakusa, Kenma.

Warnings: none

Oikawa

(Oikawa bby!! It's so funny, he's one of my favourite characters, and yet this is the first headcanon I'm writing about him. I hope to do it well)

Oikawa would be very thorough. He prides himself on being a romantic who's able to sweep anyone off of their feet, so when he realizes he has a crush on you, he wastes no time!

Corny pickup lines, and exceptional romantic gestures, and he's always trying to touch you! (Not in an uncomfortable way, more like, holding your hand, and small hugs.)

One day, he just confesses his feelings and asks you out on a date, with the sweetest smile on his face. He's just looking at you with this expression of pure love on his face, you can't help but say yes immediately.

He tells you he'll pick you up in the evening, with a wink. Though he seems very suave and cool, internally his heart is just beating so fast and he can't wait to spend time alone with you.

The time comes and you hear your doorbell ring. Your parents answer, and Oikawa is just casually chatting them up and talking to them.

Your parents seem to really like his carefree and charming attitude, and passion towards volleyball. Not gonna lie, they're proud of your choice.

You come down, after a while, and Oikawa breaks out in a huge smile whilst ruffling your hair. “You look gorgeous, y/n-chan. I'm going to take care of you so no one dares look at you.”

Your parents laugh whilst you're just a blushing mess!

Eventually, the two of you leave and get into Oikawa's car. His arm is slung around your seat, and he's singing along to songs on the radio, persuading you to join him.

You finally reach, and Oikawa, ever the gentleman, helps you get out of the car, and holds your hand leading you to an ice skating rink.

He rents two pairs of skates, and gets down on his knees to help you lace them up. (He's such a sweetheart, honestly)

When the both of you are laced up, you carefully make your way on the ice together, hand in hand. Oikawa is pretty good with controlling his skates, but it's your first time so you're pretty nervous.

He gently leads you across the ice, and makes sure to never let you go. Sometimes, his hands are on your waist to ensure you don't fall, and slowly as the evening progresses, your hands, because you're more confident.

Will definitely twirl you on skates and spin you around when he feels like you've got the hang of it. Thinks you look beautiful with your cheeks flushed and huge smile.

He can't resist pecking you on the cheek, to feel your cold skin immediately heat up beneath his lips.

Takes you out for dinner at a fancy restaurant after ice skating, and definitely stares at you like you're the most beautiful girl he's ever seen, the warm candlelight illuminating your face.

You're to flustered to eat, with him staring at you like that, but he laughs and feeds you, much to your embarassment.

Makes sure to bring you home before your curfew, and kisses you in the car in front of your house. A soft song is playing in the background, and his lips are gently pressing on yours.

He walks you to your doorstep, and thanks you for having such a fun night out with him, and pecks your forehead once more before leaving.

Atsumu

Two favourite characters, one after the other? Alright luv, I'm on a roll 👉👈

I think Atsumu genuinely has a soft spot for you. Everyone may think of him as a jerk or an asshole, but when he sees you, he hates that image of himself, and desperately wants you to see him in a different way.

He's so gentle, and you can tell that he tries his best to use sweeter words, and be more affectionate. He's trying to let you know he cares, and really really likes you...

And honestly? You like him too. You love how he seems to try so hard for you, and you ask him out on a date (quite bold, go you!!)

He freaks out on the spot when you do, and asks you to leave it up to him, since he was just about to ask you out too. “Can we do it this Saturday, y/n? I'll take care of everything!”

He has the softest blush on his face, and you two bid farewell to go to your classes on the opposite directions. Osamu jabs his twin in the ribs and teases him for not being the first to ask you out.

“But at least she liked me enough, so shut up 'Samu” he's just so smug!

It's Saturday, and you're up bright and early. Selecting a cute sundress, you tie your hair up and wait by the park, where Atsumu is supposed to meet you.

He walks up to you, and takes in a sharp breath when he sees what you're wearing. He thinks you look beautiful, but he really just doesn't know how to say it. “Yer pretty” he mumbles.

But he knows the word "pretty" doesn't even come close to what you are. Is ethereal the word?

He has a bag with him, and he begins taking out bento boxes and other assorted snacks. “I uh— I had 'Samu cook this for us, but I helped too, so let's eat?”

The park was quiet and clean, since it was early in the morning and no one else was there. Atsumu leaned against a tree, (and took a huge breath for guts) before pulling you close to him.

He melted after seeing you look at him and smile as you popped a piece of takoyaki in your mouth.

The date progressed with Atsumu feeding you at random intervals, and laughing at how you seemed to have the cutest reactions to each of the dishes.

I feel like Atsumu would also be the type to let you have the last dumpling, or sushi, because that's how much he really adores you! :(Sorry this is so soft hhh)

You feel really happy after the meal, and snuggle closer to Atsumu, his arm wrapped around you and thank him for it. His heart is just beating so fast, and he slowly strokes your hair.

You suddenly get an idea, and get up, pulling him up with you. He stares at you whilst you open Spotify and play a song.

“Let's dance, 'Tsumu” you say softly, as you wrap your arms around his neck and place his arms around your waist. He's not used to being this close to you, but he really likes it.

As the music softly plays from your phone's small speaker, you sway aimlessly, staring into Atsumu's eyes as deeply as he is into yours.

You reach up, feeling bold, and kiss his lips gently, a small smile playing across your face, and you instantly feel his body heat up beneath your touch.

“I think you're perfect for me, Atsumu.” he has never felt more in love, than he is with you right now.

Suna

You and Suna would be the type of really tight best friends who everyone thinks are dating, but really aren't.

And it's driving people crazy! Like, he naps on your lap all the time, you wait for him to finish practice, and he's always recording you. You guys are obviously in love, but somehow you don't ever admit it?

Your friends and his are so tempted to just force you to get into a relationship already, but they're too scared of the blackmail Suna has on them xD

You want to ask him out too, but you're just really shy, and scared of putting your friendship on the line. He's the exact same.

So it goes on, torturously. Being so close, yet so far.

Until one day, you and Suna are hanging out in your room. You're studying, whilst he's watching volleyball videos. You keep sneaking glances at his beautiful side profile next to you.

The volleyball videos are a façade to him too. He really wanted to confess to you today, and thought today's study session would be a good opportunity.

Pulling your chair to face him, he takes your hands and brings it close to him. “Y/n... I'm not really good with things like this, and I know we're best friends, but I really like you.”

“I'm really sorry, I don't know if this will affect our friendship, but you're just too damn perfect to ignore.”

“Every single second I spend with you is excruciating because I want you to be mine so—”

He's interrupted with your soft lips pressing on his, as you lean forward in your seat, hands cupping his face. He's stunned, and his eyes widen, but he's just so happy, he kisses you back.

He laughs and looks at you, you're shy, after the outburst, and look up at him, eyes sparkling and cheeks so red. He gently holds you in his arms, and places you on the bed, getting on next to you.

Normally, if a guy did this, you'd be wary, and absolutely freaked out, but this wasn't a stranger. This was Suna. Your Suna.

He turns to face you and holds you in his arms as you bury your face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent.

Softly stroking your hair, and tracing patterns on your back, he asks “So is this how our first date is going to go?”

You laugh and nod, “our first date is mutual napping. As expected of my boyfriend.”

Suna's words are caught in his throat when he hears you say that. Boyfriend? It sounds so good coming out from your mouth like that. Overjoyed, he pulls you closer.

The afternoon goes by lazily, as Suna falls asleep shortly after you do. You have naps together often, but none like this. None as intimate as him holding you, and peppering small kisses on you whenever he felt like it.

None as nice as being able to whisper “I love you, Rin.” everytime you jolted up, and feeling his presence, his warmth, and undeniable love for you.

You definitely take a picture of him, and post it on your social media, much to your friends' delight. Atsumu comments “Finally. I would've thrown Rintarō in the trashcan next time I have to hear how amazing you are. Now he can tell it to you straight 🤚”

A smile plays on your lips as you gently kiss your boyfriend's sleeping figure, loving him all the more.

Sakusa

Sakusa wants to do things properly with you. Like, he's very old school romantic, and he wants to take his time to sweep you off of your feet.

So you're in art history class, and as he sits next to you, he sees you focusing on a certain page of the textbook, mesmerized.

His cheeks grow warm beneath the mask, because you look so cute and focused, eyes shining as you try to memorize all the information on the page.

Being observant, he quickly concludes that an art gallery would be the best place for a first date. After all, Sakusa wants things to be perfect. He wants you to enjoy this date more than anything, and that starts with finding out your interests.

He slowly pushes down his mask, leans over to your side of the table and asks you if you'll let him take you out on a date this Sunday. You're so flustered, because you never thought Sakusa saw you in that way.

He looked serious, with no hint of it being a joke, so you nodded and told him you'd meet him Friday late afternoon.

Your mind was whirling, it seemed too good to be true. You've always had a crush on Sakusa, and ever since he was assigned to sit next to you at the start of the year, you've always hoped it would be a good chance to get closer to him.

You never knew he thought of you in the same way, and suddenly, the smallest things he did for you, like helping you with your questions, or sharing his sanitizer with you made so much more sense.

Friday, after school, your room was messy and strewn with clothing. After settling on a comfy outfit, you walked to the gallery, to find Sakusa, clad in jeans and a turtlenecks waiting for you.

He didn't have his mask on, and your heart somehow flipped, seeing him in all his beauty, without something covering his face.

The place was less crowded than usual, because it was still a weekday. Feeling bold, you decided to gently pull his hand and hold it. He intertwined his fingers with yours as you pulled him to check out an exhibit.

A few exhibits later, Sakusa was more in love with you than ever. The way your eyes shone with delight whenever you stared at something you particularly liked, or how you squeezed his hand tighter after feeling excited, causing his heart to squeeze a little bit too.

Deep down inside, he admired your beautiful figure staring up at a beautiful piece of art. The entire room was filled with canvases of different sizes, each more gorgeous than the next, but Sakusa's eyes were only on you.

To him, you were more stunning than any of the pieces in the room.

The two of you settle in front of a painting of two lovers, kissing each other passionately. You sigh softly when you see the painting.

Sakusa smirks and pulls you to him, his hands on your waist the exact same way as the lovers in the painting. His lips reach down to yours, capturing them in a passionate kiss. You're a bit startled, but you kiss him back, placing your hands on his chest.

It wasn't a long kiss, but you felt out of breath when he finally pulled away. “I thought you wanted to recreate that painting” whispered Sakusa in your ear, sensually.

You were a huge blushing mess, as you leaned up and kissed his lips one more time. “Oh hush, you.”

Once you were satisfied with how much time you've spent looking at the art, Sakusa smiles at you, asking you if you've enjoyed spending the day with him.

“I did... And honestly, I don't want it to end” you say shyly. His eyes widen, and a small smile settles on his face as he holds your waist, pulling you closer to him.

A few minutes later, you're in Sakusa's room. You know it's special because he didn't seem like the type of person to invite people to his house, much less his room. He held two paper bags of baked pastries and passed you one.

“How did you know these were my favourite?” you asked, as you took a bite of the flaky pastry as it melted on your tongue. “I just do, after all, I want to treat you perfectly because you are perfect.”

Your heart skipped a few beats as you shifted closer to him, wrapping his arms around you. You snuggled closer to his chest and felt his heart beneath you. “You're perfect too, Omi-kun.”

He gently holds you close as the taste of butter, pastry, and your Chapstick lingers in his mouth.

Kenma

You're Kuroo's best friend, and you inevitably also get extremely close to Kenma. (No offense but they are a package deal :( I couldn't bear writing him without Kuroo)

You've recently noticed that Kenma has been becoming more distant and shy than usual. It breaks your heart, because you really like him, and you're worried you've done something wrong.

You finally ask Kuroo why Kenma has been acting that way recently. “Don't sweat it kitten. I think he likes you, but he doesn't know how to deal with his feelings.”

You're a bit shocked, but nonetheless very happy. At first, you thought the warm feeling in you whenever Kenma smiled, or did something cute was platonic, but as you spent more time with him, you realized it was anything but that.

One day after school, Kuroo texted you, asking you to come over to Kenma's house. “We'll game together.” was his exact words.

But when you arrived, Kuroo was no where to be seen, and a blushing Kenma perched on his gaming chair looked very flustered.

“I'll go, I'm sorry. Maybe Kuroo was just pulling a prank on me.” you said nervously, not wanting to make the boy uncomfortable. But Kenma grabbed your wrist before you were able to leave.

“Maybe you could stay? I like having you around.” he said softly, his eyes not fully meeting yours. You smiled and nodded, getting into the gaming chair next to his.

“Would you like to play with me, then?” you asked, as you set the game up, the loading screen displayed on the computer.

The afternoon progressed with you and Kenma exhibiting perfect teamwork, as you levelled up together. He kept sneaking glances at you during the game, and loved seeing your small face enveloped by the huge headphones.

He thought you looked absolutely adorable. And hated how he could never tell it to your face. He really wanted to tell you how pretty you looked, or how much he liked you, but he was just too scared to.

Feeling his gaze on you, you gently took off your headphones before staring at him. “what's wrong, Kenma?” your eyes shone with concern as you studied his face intently.

What happened next was a blur to Kenma, but next he knew, he was kissing you, his hands on your shoulders and yours tangled in his hair.

He wasn't good with words but he wanted to show you how he felt. Show you how you made him feel, like the butterflies in his stomach couldn't calm down. He poured everything into that one kiss.

When he finally pulled away, his cat-like eyes took in your appearance, flustered smile, red cheeks, beautiful eyes. He was scared you might reject him, but the look on your face didn't show any of that.

You looked at him the exact same way he looked at you, with suppressed emotions and rushing love. Could it be that you liked him too?

“Uh, y/n... Do you maybe like me too?” you laughed softly as you tucked his hair behind his ears, pulling his headphones off his head. “for someone so incredibly smart, you are pretty daft.”

He sighed happily, and pulled your hands closer to him, placing them on his cheeks. “This is too much for my heart, I think we should continue gaming now.”

You laughed. This quirky boy never changed. Spinning the gaming chair, you turned to face the screen.

He brought snacks, at some point too, and insisted on feeding you. To tease him, you kissed his fingers whenever he did, causing the poor boy to blush.

Somewhere, in his house amidst his science study books, Kuroo laughed. “They're probably making out now.” (ah Kuroo is the cutest wingman!! And no I don't accept criticism >:)

#first date #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #haikyuufanfics #inarizaki #kuroo headcanons #kenma headcanons #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #oikawa tooru #atsumu headcanons #atsumu x y/n #miya atsumu #haikyuu kozume #sakusa x reader #sakusa headcanons #sakusa oneshot #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu fluff #suna rintarou #suna headcanons #suna rintaro imagine #haikyuu

[appleteez]

The Best Friend

Pairing: Wooyoung x reader

Genre: smut, fluff, bit of angst, college au, roommate au. 

Word Count: 3555

A/N: AAAhhhh this is my first Ateez fic and smut ! I hope you guys enjoy it :) I for sure enjoyed writing this one~ Lemme know what you guys think!

So.. where do I even begin? Probably not the day of my birth it’s a bit too far.. Maybe more like the day I became best friend with  him. My best friend since almost day one, which is actually relatively close to my birth. We grew up together, and were inseparable. One thing led to another and obviously I developed the biggest crush on him. To my happiest surprise he loved me too and we started dating in high school. But it all came crashing down, when we had to go to different universities. When he met this girl. When he became an asshole. When he dumped me coldly and never said anything else to me. Want to know the best part of this whole story? His new girlfriend goes to my university and he is now transferring here too, yay ! I know I’m super lucky~ I tried not to let it affect me too much, but there’s just some things that cannot be helped.

As I walk down the street on my way to my shared apartment, I get a call from my roommate of two long years.

“Ugh..” I answer the phone not too happy to see his dumb face on my screen. “What do you want?”

“*Is that how you answer the phone when you’re favorite human being on earth is calling you?*”

“Get to the point what do you want?”

“*I might have a girl over tonight~*”

“Ugh.. Seriously Wooyoung? It’s a Thursday night..”

“*Most college students don’t have classes on Fridays.*” I can hear him almost coo in the phone and I sigh even louder.

“Ugh.. It’s whatever. Just don’t let her touch my food. Last time you had a girl over she finished my rice cakes.”

“*Promise ! Thanks, you’re the best I love you !*” He hangs up and I just stop walking.

“When did my life turn to shit like this..” I start walking again towards my original destination. On a side note, this phone call might have given the impression that we don’t really get along. That’s not true. Wooyoung is an amazing friend to me. We grew close the past two years and I enjoy living with him. That is when he doesn’t bring back some random girl home.

I finally get to the door step of the small town house. I open the door slowly, and close it behind me directly. I drop most of my stuff down, take my shoes off and directly walk towards the fridge.

“Can’t steal my food if I eat it now..” I whisper slightly to myself. As if I had just come up with the brightest idea ever. I start heating up some leftovers and go to my room to change into more comfortable clothes, which mainly consists of shorts and an over sized t-shirt. As I walk back into the kitchen that was open on the living room, I realize that the said “girl” was now here.

“Oh.. Hi.” I say a little embarassed, I usually never met Wooyoung’s girls.

“You’re Woo’s roommate?” She says shocked and not specifically polite or anything.

“Yeah?” I say slowly getting my food out of the microwave. “Where is he by the way?”

“He went out for condoms, he’ll be back.”

“Goodie.” I say very much sarcastically.

“I thought you’d be a guy.” She then says a little mockingly.

“Why?” I turn around resting against the counter.

“Well, he always talks about you but like. How you guys play video games together and like go party together and drink together. I just figured I guess? I don’t know.” She says nonchalantly.

“I suppose, well here you go, now you know.” I sigh a bit annoyed but, Wooyoung talks about me.. always? I raise an eyebrow at the new information and as I am about to take my food the door opens.

“Ok got em’” He takes of his shoes and his jacket. Once he gets into the living room he turns around and sees me in the kitchen. “Y/N! I thought.. that you’d be home later.”

“My class got cancelled, I was on my way home when you called.”

“That’s something you could have mentioned.” He says almost whining.

“Oops~” I put my hand in front of my mouth smirking at him as I start walking away to my room.

“Oh. My. God ! I know who you are ! You’re that girl that got dumped by her childhood best friend ! He’s dating my best friend! That’s crazy.” My smirk drops right away, and my cheeks start to heat up more out of shame than sadness. “Woo, I can’t believe that’s your roommate.” She starts laughing a bit. “She’s so goodie two shoes, like, if you want we have a room open at our apartment.”

“What?” I hear him say in a pretty scary tone. Which.. is something I had never heard out of Wooyoung in two years together. “Are you being serious?”

“I mean..” She stops for a second, and I turn around slowly. Well that was not awkward at all. I turn my eyes to Wooyoung. He’s staring her down not happy at all.

“Y/N’s my best friend now ok? This guy doesn’t matter. I would be a fucking idiot to dump her for some slut.”

“She’s not—“

“Oh come on ! Both of you sleep around like you breath.” He cuts her off. “Leave.”

“Woo..”

“Leave ! Come on !” He says rising his tone lightly while showing her the door. She stays still shocked for a bit before storming out, cursing under her breath. The room stays silent for a bit after the huge slam of the main door. I try to avoid Wooyoung’s eyes but.

“Are you ok Y/N?”

“I’m fine, it’s whatever.” I say trying to hide the blush on my face. “Well.. now that she’s gone at least I can eat in the living room.” I go to sit on the couch trying really hard to avoid any eye contact with Wooyoung.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Is it something I said?” He says in a sassy voice. “Is it because I called you my best friend but you don’t consider me your best friend.” He says in his dramatic voice which makes me turn my head to look at him. He’s pinching his lips together and waving his hand around as if he was about to spill some good tea.

“What?” I sigh a laugh confused by his behavior. He comes to sit next to me. He lays back in the couch and takes me with him against his chest after passing his arm around my shoulders.

“Baby..” I kinda freeze at the sudden pet name. Wooyoung had called me baby before but that’s only when we were drunk or just as a joke. This was none of that.

“Baby?”

“I was serious about what I said.”

“What?” I turn a bit to look at his face finally. His eyes look at me seriously behind his glasses. He looks at me, studying my face and reactions.

“I wouldn’t dump you for someone else.”

“Well yeah that’s because we’re not dating.”

“Well, I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t dump you if I was lucky enough to date you..” I stand back a little, his arm still lightly around my waist, but our bodies not connected anymore.

“But Woo.. Why would you say that.”

“I— I like you?”

“You like me?”

“I thought it was obvious that I had a huge crush on you for the past two years.”

“Yeah so obvious! Especially the part where you have a girl over once a week.”

“Ah.. I guess it was not the best way to get your attention.”

“My attention? Wooyoung I— Seriously?” I say in disbelief.

“Sorry.. I guess, I never really believed that you would date someone like me.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well, you’re on top of yourself. You’re handling serious studies plus a part time job and, I’m kinda of a mess in a way. I go out a lot and like having fun.” “Are you saying I’m not fun?”

“No, no ! You just… You make me want to stay the night in watching a movie while cuddling. It’s not something I’ve had before, and.. Nevermind, there’s no point around it. I handled the situation in a really shitty way. I slept with a lot of girls without hiding it from you. Both to get your attention but also to try and forget about you. But at the same time, every time I have a girl in my bed. All I can think about is you..”

“Wooyoung.. stop it you’re rambling right now.” I sigh lightly.

“Did I kill any chances to be with you?” He says scratching the back of his head lightly out of embarrassment.

“You can’t kill something that never seemed like a possibility in the first place.”

“You mean?”

“I never thought about it before but.. now that I think about it now. No chances were killed.” I say trying to hide my smile. “Anyway, I have to finish my food and then go study.”

“Ok~” He says with a small smirk trying to hide his excitement. I take my food in my hand and the remote to turn on the tv. As I lay back in the couch next to Wooyoung, I realize his arm is still around my waist. He brings me slightly closer to him to be cozier.

“Ah~ Isn’t it nice, hanging out with my best friend.” I say in an overly dramatic tone. He laughs a bit, more like an amused scoff.

“Whatever.” He turns to look at me, and as he tries to contain his smile, I start realizing some details about him. Like how his jaw clenches, and how his tongue lightly goes against his cheek. How when he shakes his head lightly when amused, his neck looks delicious, with veins in all the right places. Before I knew it, I caught myself staring. --- To be frank the next few days together were just weird. Not weird in a bad way, just weird out of the usual atmosphere around the apartment. To start, I haven’t seen any girls in a while, but that’s probably because of how high and intense the sexual tension is in this apartment. Every time we end up in the same room, his hands somewhat ends up ghosting my curves. Glances are left floating around all the time. Finally, the very obvious, the way we were lighter and lighter clothes around one another.

One of my foot over the other one, I am standing at the kitchen counter waiting for the water to boil for my tea. I start raising my foot along my smooth leg as I read the magazine in front of me not realizing that it was slightly raising my oversized shirt to the high of my thigh. Remember when I mentioned we wore less clothes. This piece of oversized t-shirt was the only thing on me besides my panties.

I suddenly hear Wooyoung’s room door open and close. I turn my head and see him in nothing but shorts. He looks like he’s about to ask me something when his eyes start to trail down to my leg. To be precise, to the hem of my shirt that threatened to show too much.

“Hu.. Hum, did you see my water bottle?” He says failing to make proper eye contact with me.

“Nope.” I try to look unaffected by his toned torso, but mostly, by the slight bulge that was starting to form in his loose shorts.

“Ok..” He says still not really paying attention. I hear him get closer, until his arm is directly touching mine. I turn my head, he’s standing next to me trying to act as if he was interested in what I was reading. “What are you reading?”

“The horoscope.”

“You believe in it?”

“Not really, it’s just fun.” He hums and I feel him getting closer to read with me. He shifts his body lightly so he can bring the hand away from me closer, and his torso facing me. I feel his other arm lightly ghost my side. A slight breath gets caught in my throat and I feel my cheeks burn up.

“That’s so you.” He says pointing to my section, while his other hand goes onto the small of my back as if to get my attention.

“Yeah..” I say without really focusing on what he’s pointing.

“Mhh? You ok? Your cheeks are red.” Your cheeks are red ? Is that what he has to say to me right now ? Oh the nerves ! I try to shake it off.

“Yeah, I’m—” I turn my face to him, but get surprised at how close he was to me, our lips almost ghosting each other. “Ok..” He looks as surprised as me at first his eyes lightly shocked until it transforms into a smile. His teeth showing in a teasing way.

“Little close there Y/N~”

“I think that, you’re the one that got a little too close to me.” His eyes goes from my eyes to my lips repeatedly and so do mine.

“This is not good..” He says more to himself than anything else before slowly leaning towards me until our lips finally meet for the first time. It starts nice and smooth but soon enough it becomes intense and filled with desire that had been hidden away for too long. His hands cup my face to bring me fully against him. I feel his torso against mine, but the shirt I’m wearing is blocking the friction I’m looking for. His right arm starts to go down until he grabs me firmly by the waist against him, making me now feel his bulge growing. His lips finally leave mine for a second and he let a little scoff out of his now plump lips. “I can’t believe this is happening..” I just bite my lower lip in response and he raises an eyebrow.

Before I know it he’s taking me up in his arms to go to the living room and drop me on the couch. He hovers me, his lips finding mine real quick. Then from my lips, to me jawline, then my neck and soon my t-shirt was in his way. He takes the hem of my shirt not wasting time and bringing it over my head exposing my torso that wasn’t decorated with any bralette today.

“Nothing?” I smirk and proceed to tug at his shorts that directly exposed his length against his stomach.

“Nothing?” He looks back up at me with a lust filled look.

“I guess I’m just that comfortable around you.” He goes back to attacking my neck, decorating it with purple and pink marks. I reach down to take his member in my fingers, my hand being too small for his length I try my best to stroke it lightly. His kisses become not as consistent and his breath becomes more and more shaky. He hides his face completely into my neck and I can feel his hot ragged breath against my skin.

“Is that ok?” I asked shyly. I wasn’t a virgin, but I only had sex with my ex. This was all new to me, being with someone else.

“You’re doing great.. Actually stop.” He says coming up from my neck breathing heavily.

“Uh?”

“You’re doing too great, I’m gonna cum, and I don’t want to just yet~” He smiles and we both laugh lightly lightly out of breath. “Don’t more I’m gonna go get a condom.” He stubbles out pulling his shorts up almost falling backwards. He runs to his room and soon his back out with a metallic package in his hands. He kneels on the ouch in front of me and pulls his shorts back down after opening the little package with his teeth. As he tries to put the condom on, I can see his hands slightly trembling and having trouble.

“You’re ok?”

“Yeah yeah wait..” I prop my self up enough to be able to help him put the condom along his length. And as I touch him while putting the piece of latex around him I can feel him get even harder if that was possible.

“I always thought of you as the confident type in bed.”

“I guess..” I fall back down and he hovers me once again trying to align himself with me until he realizes I still have my underwear on. “Mhh.. I guess you just make me that nervous. I never had sex with some I actually have feelings for.” He says as he pull my panties down my legs. “So..” He looks back up and smiles at me. “Be patient with me please~” Yeah I doubt he acts the same with the girls he brought home.

Once again, his hand on the base of his length, his hooded eyes looking at where we’re about to connect and his mouth lightly agape. This was the view I always wanted to see without knowing it. As I’m focused on his features, I get surprised as I suddenly feel him again my folds going up and down to collect my juices.

“Fuck you’re so wet..” He says between his teeth. His eyebrows furrow as he starts to push in the head. I clench my teeth remembering that I haven’t gotten laid in so long and that he didn’t prepare me at all before that. He pushes a little more and I instinctively put both my hands behind my to hang onto the armrest of the couch. “You’re so tight..” He bucks his hips a little more and once his head is inside me, he gets a hold of my hips to completely pull me on him until he’s completely buried inside me. “Oh fuck.. I’m not gonna last long.” He says almost already out of breath.

“Me neither..” He stays still for a bit to get used to this new sensation. After a few seconds pass he slightly bucks his hips up deeper and I let a long whine out. He slightly starts to thrust in and out of me trying to contain himself. His breath still shaky and his mouth agape obviously still not used to the sensation I was giving him. Soon, his thrust became more regular and faster. His hands left my hips and he let himself hover me, both his arms propping him up on the armchair by my hands. He enlaces his hands in mine, still thrusting into me. Both of us a moaning mess, the sound my juices were making, mixed in with the creaking of the couch, the living room was filled with lewd noises that I never thought we would make together.

I look up at Wooyoung’s face, his eyes are concentrated on our connection. I couldn’t believe it, me and Wooyoung doing something like this together. I end up whining lightly.

“Fuuck~ Wooyoung..” I whimper out making him focus back on my face and smiling at me showing me all his teeth.

“Good?”

“Mhmm..” I whimper, and licks his lips lightly as he studies my facial expressions fully. He leans down to catch my lips against his. This time his tongue directly inserting my mouth and exploring everything he could. Our hands enlaced, our tongues dancing together and his thrusts getting harder and more intense, I start feeling a familiar warm feeling in my lower stomach. I start moaning harder and louder in our kiss, and he just grunts in return as he can feel me pulse around his length. “Fuck Woo I’m so close.” I end up almost yelling as I feel my lower stomach growing weaker. My clit starting to be extremely sensitive at each thrust when his pelvis hits it.

“Ah, fuck..” His last curse mixed in with a grunt directly brings me to the edge. My back arches, my jaw clenches, and I start seeing all little white dots floating around the room making me go crazy. The intense feeling between my legs that soon courses all over my body. My pulsating heat making Wooyoung cum inside the latex directly making him drop his head in my neck and let out a deep low grunt mixed in with a moan. He trusts a few more time to ride our highs out and when he fully done he pulls out slowly. I directly feel the cold between my legs, making me whine. He takes out the condom that was pretty filled and he sighs loudly. “Fuck, I haven’t cum like that in so long..” He says tying the condom up and putting it on the wrapper that had put on the side. He then let’s himself fall next me. I finally bring my arms down and wrap them around his torso so I can nuzzle myself into him.

“Thanks..”

“For the sex?” He says a little confused.

“For everything.. just.. Don’t leave me.”

“I would never~” He says wrapping his arms around me. We stay there for a few minutes but soon enough, we start getting cold after we finish sweating. We ended up taking a warm shower together and fell asleep in his bed together. It was just perfect.

#Ateez #ateez x reader #wooyoung #ateez wooyoung #wooyoung x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez writing #ateez smut #wooyoung smut #smut #kpop writing #kpop oneshots #kpop scenarios #ateez oneshots #kpop smut

[bakugou-tm]

Bakugou-tm Masterlist (Updated)

Reader

Headcannons

Lazy (s/o)

Butt pinching (s/o)  

Alpha Baku & Omega s/o that steals his clothes for her nest  

Bakugou seeing s/o in swimsuit (NSFW)

Angelic s/o that is crazy strong in battle  

S/o that messes with Bakugou in public (slight NSFW)  

Short s/o

Dragon King Bakugou traveling to island of amazons  

Bakugou making friends with his strong rival  

*Updated*

Bakugou getting paired up with crush who can manipulate quirks

GIF Headcannons pt. 1

GIF Headcannons pt. 2

Bakugou-tm Headcannons

Headcannon #1

Headcannon #2

Headcannon #3

Headcannon #4

Headcannon #5

Scenarios

Exploring haunted mansion  

Mineta sneaking into girl’s dorms (inspired by @sup-poki post)  

Bakugou meeting (s/o) & child he left from high school (slight domestic)

Easter scavenger hunt (slight nsfw)

(S/o) and kids cleaning Bakugou’s cuts (domestic)  

Building collapses on (s/o) that saves people

Bakugou doing something nice for Izuku’s sister

Bakugou seeing s/o in swimsuit (NSFW)

Bakugou’s European (s/o) being made fun of for forgetting Japanese words  

Villains attack Ground Zero’s wife and kids at his house (domestic)

(S/o) crying and hugging family after fight (domestic)

Fantasy AU Bakugou and Dragon Trainer (NSFW)

Bakugou hurts (s/o)’s feelings so he makes it up to her  

Boys try to hit on (s/o) and Bakusquad protects her  

Bakugou saving you and colleagues from villain

Jealous Bakugou at beach  

Bakugou taking (s/o) to water spring

Comforting angry/sad Bakugou  

Bakugou and colleague having to go as undercover couple  

Bakugou and (s/o) watching fireworks  

Bakugou’s crush having same birthday but not telling him  

Bakugou’s birthday with family (domestic)  

Artsy (s/o) makes Bakugou birthday gift but is nervous to give to him

Bakugou has party but leaves with s/o (slight nsfw)  

Bakugou showing up to class with surprise cake from s/o  

Bakugou finds out wife is pregnant (domestic)  

Bakugou and s/o finding baby on mission (slight domestic)

S/o falling on Bakugou with quirk that puts thoughts on skin  

Bakugou’s kids hang out with his parents (domestic)  

Bakugou family meets up with Bakusquad (domestic)  

S/o praising Bakugou when he feels down  

Super soft s/o that’s a medic  

Reader kissing stranger to learn language  

S/o is former delinquent and child of mafia

Bakugou’s s/o meets parents for first time  

Bakugou with super sweet yet clumsy s/o

Bakugou has nightmare and accidentally hurts s/o  

Bakugou having a hot moment until realizing s/o is on period (NSFW)  

Bakugou finding tired and stressed s/o on floor crying  

Bakugou and s/o painting new baby’s nursery

Dying kiss  

Jealous kiss

Goofy kiss  

Angry kiss  

Bakugou wanting alone time with s/o but kids interrupted (part 1) (domestic & slight nsfw)  

I thought I lost you kiss  

In the dark kiss  

S/o snapping on Mineta after making inappropriate comment

Crush getting hit by quirk that makes heroes seem like villains  

Pirate Bakugou and s/o AU

Father’s Day surprise (domestic)  

S/o getting trapped under rubble during fight

S/o getting a dog that ends up liking Bakugou

S/o breaking up with Bakugou since he only focused on being a hero  

S/o being proud of Bakugou after sports festival  

S/o being put into coma from being kidnapped then waking up  

Bakugou wanting alone time with s/o but kids interrupted (part 2) (domestic & nsfw)  

Shy s/o sneaking to Bakugou’s dorm  

Pizza delivery boy Bakugou  

Bakugou gets called from police on anniversary finding out s/o is dead

Why (song fic)  

S/o showing up to Bakugou’s dorm angrily after being forced into quirk marriage

S/o reuniting with Bakugou after being captured

Esta Noche (song fic)  

Bakugou and s/o switching hero costumes  

S/o that can deliver illnesses to others finding villain that killed their parents

Bakugou takes family on vacation (domestic)  

S/o constantly being tired from school & training  

*Updated*

Bakugou meeting (s/o) & child he left from high school pt. 2

(S/o) comes home w/ wound & exhausted (domestic)

Bakugou embarasses chill (s/o) and she gets rageful

Anti-Hero Bakugou #1 

Anti-Hero Bakugou #2

Anti-Hero Bakugou #3

Bakugou catching (s/o) dancing to KPOP

(S/o) is busy at college so Bakugou surprises them

(S/o) teasing Bakugou while he plays video games (NSFW)

(S/o) tags along with Bakugou to photoshoot

Class reacting to Bakugou & (S/o) photoshoot

Bakugou finds (S/o) tied up after being MIA

Pumpkin carving

Bakugou and (S/o) doing black face mask

Bakugou finding out shy crush is kinky (barely NSFW)

Jealous Bakugou with (S/o)’s secret admirer 

Bakugou seeing (S/o) without a shirt (slight NSFW)

Bakugou vs Monoma x Reader

Bakugou proposing to cheerful (S/o)

Bakugou jealous of (S/o) that’s “one of the guys”

Fiesty Omega (S/o) that’s from America (Omegaverse)

Pro-Hero Bakugou reuniting with ex-crush who’s fashion designer

Bakugou wanting alone time with (S/o) but kids interrupt pt. 3 (NSFW)

Bakugou crushing on Izuku’s protective cousin

Bakugou x Quirkless Reader

(S/o)’s dog that initially hates Bakugou, but then teams up with him to hate Deku

Bakugou’s crush gets hit with memory loss quirk and Kaminari says he’s her boyfriend

Perfect (song fic)

Bakugou and crush versing one another in sports festival and crush teases him in front of everyone 

Victorian Era Villain Bakugou x Reader

Bakugou and (S/o) meeting up on rooftop in between hectic schedules

Ruin My Life (song fic)

Stuck in detention with Bakugou (slight NSFW)

Anti Hero Bakugou #4

Anti Hero Bakugou #4 pt. 2 (slight NSFW)

Suit and Tie (song fic)

Spring Break Hormones

Crack Pineapple Pizza Oneshot

Reader modeling for Bakugou’s parents then finding how who their son was

Bakugou’s shy (S/o) wear tight jeans for first time (slight NSFW)

Bakusquad goes to pumpkin patch until it starts pouring

Jealous Bakugou because Shindou flirts with (S/o) at costume party (NSFW)

Fics

Twisted Fates Prologue  

Twisted Fates Chapter 1  

Twisted Fates Chapter 2  

Twisted Fates Chapter 3

Scarlet Night Chapter 1  

Scarlet Night Chapter 2  

Scarlet Night Chapter 3  

Updated

The Chosen Prologue Chapter 1

The Chosen Chapter 2

The Chosen Chapter 3

NSFW Alphabet

Aftercare

Quickie & No

Oral, Risk, Unfair

Jack Off

Cum, Dirty Secret, Favorite Position, Kink

Body Part, Unfair

Original Characters

Headcannons

Scenarios

Bakugou x @technicallyflamey OC  

*Updated*

Bakugou x @artistvicky​ OC

Fics

My Other Half Chapter 1  

My Other Half Chapter 2  

My Other Half Chapter 3  

My Other Half Chapter 4  

Rare Limited Edition Karma Akabane Content *gasp*

Karma with Artist (S/o)

Karma x Reader Purge AU (NSFW)

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou-tm #bakugou-tm masterlist #bakugou-tm headcannons #bakugou-tm scenarios #slight karma akabane x reader #karma akabane x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #wowzers this took a minute #THANK YOU @BOXWEL FOR HELPING ME ORGANIZE THIS

[koko-bopp]

Celebrity Crush

choi soobin x male!reader

word count – 0.7K

genre – FLUFF

warning(s) – none, embarassing friends?

synopsis – Soobin thinks that despite the fact him and his group are collaborating with his favourite artists/the most famous soloist in Korea, he's totally able to keep his cool... Maybe not.

"No way. No we're not."

"Did I stutter?"

"Bro, you're always making jokes like this, stop lying to me–"

"He's literally in the recording studio, Soobin, we can literally–"

"Fine, I believe you," Soobin said, before hesitantly looking at Yeonjun, "...But what if I spontaneously combust when I look at him?"

Yeonjun blinked, before sighing and walking out of the practice room, "I swear to god, you call yourself our leader."

"Hey!"

Soobin was extra nervous about meeting you, considering you're one of many artists he looks up to, and even more nervous considering you're the first solo artist TXT is collaborating with.

It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he religiously listens to your music.

You'd only been in the industry for two years and had made it number one in so many billboard categories that Soobin's reactions shouldn't be considered to be exaggerated. The leader literally owns all your album, most of your photocards, and knows your fan chants like the back of his hand, you're just one of his favourite musicians, if not his favourite.

There had been a point in time where TXT had attended one of your concerts, and it was safe to assume that Soobin had personally felt attacked at how majestic you look on stage.

He's seen so many videos of your interactions with fans and almost been jealous of the few who got to have a genuine conversation with you.

You're just so lovely, and it makes Soobin so butterfly-y inside.

You have such an effect on him he's started creating his own adverbs to describe his feelings smh.

-

All five boys had entered your recording studio, watching you get into the chorus of your yet-to-be-released song, but you'd immediately stopped as soon as you noticed the members of TXT.

Soobin in particular, found it so selfless how you stopped your whole recording just to talk to them, even ignoring the groan of your manager just to meet them. Guess fans aren't lying when they say that you're naturally selfless.

Oh god, you're attractive, talented and selfless. His mother would be so thankful that people like you are his type.

"Hi, guys!" You bowed, before standing back up to smile at the boys, "I'm [Y/N][L/N], It's lovely to meet you all!"

"Oh my god, you're the guy Soobin has been stressing over?" Taehyun chuckled, before looking at his friend, "He seems to nice, Soobinnie. You really need to relax sometimes."

"What?" Soobin snapped, eyes wide, "I wasn't–"

"He totally was. You're our leader's favourite artist, [Y/N]-Hyung. He's never not listening to your music," Hueningkai added.

"Guys, c'mon–"

This time Beomgyu interupted, "Wow, he's actually so handsome, I almost don't blame Soobin-Hyung."

"Guys! Jesus Christ!" He practically pleaded at this point. His cheeks flaming pink before actually looking at you, "It's great to finally meet you, [Y/N]. I hope you enjoy our company," He said, forging a relaxed smile.

"Us or just you?" Hueningkai added.

Soobin slapped the younger boy on the shoulder without even looking at him, the fact that you were trying to hold back an amused laugh was embarassing enough to him. Whatever confidence as leader he had left decided to run away as he burried his face into his hands. This would be hilarious if it weren't him, he promised himself he'd make fun of them when their celebrity crush comes around.

"It's okay, it's okay," You giggled before taking a few steps forward. You stopped in front of Soobin, taking a hold of his hands and placing them into yours, giving him one of your gorgeous smiles, "I appreciate the work of people who appreciate mine. Thanks Soobin."

#my brother sits like a homosexual and hes only five tf? #txt #txt scenarios #txt fluff #txt imagines #soobin #soobin txt #choi soobin x male reader #choi Soobin x reader #choi soobin #soobin x male reader #x male reader #male reader #soobin x reader #txt x male reader #txt x reader #fluff

[ningningxx]

blueming - choi beomgyu

summary: pre relationship au! m/n is a tired college student that falls in love so easily. beomgyu is the cute barista that he falls for.

word count: 3k

now playing: blueming – iu & i’m so pretty - nature

notes: first in a series

m/n stumbles into his least favorite coffee shop exhausted, with a migraine, clutching an ice pack, and a gloomy disposition, wondering why everyone is so happy. it's not his fault, honestly it's not.

it's minju's.

she dragged him out last night to go shopping, which ended in disaster. he tripped over jewelry laying on the floor, got pushed into a wall and got slapped in the face, hard. not only that, but he got awoken by freaking justin bieber of all things and the starbucks across the street from his study hall is closed, and now he has to run all the way across to the other side of campus just to get a cup of freaking coffee.

wait, he also got knocked out after being hit by a trombone at orchestra practice.

he's internally yelling at minju in his mind before deciding to actually let her know how he feels via a strongly worded text message (she'll probably be fuming that he woke her from her sleep but he's too angry to care) just as he reached the front counter. still pounding away at his phone, he grunts out his order, dropping the exact amount of money for his venti-frappucino-with-three-espresso-shots. yeah, he's definitely not having the best morning.

"sorry, could you repeat that?"

m/n looks up, ready to glare viciously and direct his bad mood at the barista who obviously pays no attention... but instead gapes at him because the barista is actually really cute and damn maybe he's already got a crush. and, oh shit, he's the guy who minju tutors sometimes on weekends.

the barista (beomgyu, m/n remembers) stands there with an uncomfortable smile, awkwardly standing there behind the counter. (m/n would be lying if he said that wasn't one of the cutest things he's ever seen.) "your order?"

m/n gapes a little more before regaining his composure, a polite smile gracing his features. "yeah - right, sorry. um, a venti frappuccino with three espresso shots." he pushes the coins forward, waiting awkwardly.

beomgyu smiles again, this time an actual smile gracing his features (m/n will never admit that he swooned a little), appearing amused if anything. "right," he quickly scooped the change up before yelling behind him. "yein! large frap, three shots!" he registers m/n's change and hands m/n his drink. "thanks for coming to golden swirls! have a great day, m/n-ssi."

m/n blushes because beomgyu actually knows his name and he may or may not be screaming inside because of it. someone behind him coughs, interrupting his inner emotions and m/n is so glad that he's not in high school because he so has a schoolgirl crush.

"thanks- i'll be going-" m/n runs out of the door before he could embarrass himself further, almost dropping his coffee as he goes and accidentally knocking his laptop bag that's swung over his shoulder into the wall outside. he looks at beomgyu through the large window, watching how he serves the next customer before quickly heading off towards his next class.

not even ten seconds later, he's managed to almost break his laptop, spill his coffee over a random stranger and he just wants the ground to swallow him up. his patience has run thin and he finds himself swearing because of how awful this one morning has gone. fuck today, fuck his life, just fuck

.

most of the time, m/n's lucky to have minju in his life. they share an apartment together with minju running a home business as a pastry chef, she helps him with all of his assignments and they've known each other forever. but today, he really hopes that he has awoken her from her sleep (he doesn't want anything horrible to happen to her, he loves her too much) because it's her fault that he's injured. (maybe not completely her fault, not that he'll ever admit it.)

after getting back to the apartment and telling her of his god-forsaken awful day, she has the audacity to laugh.

she laughs so hard that she ends up falling off the couch, her makeup smudging which he's sure she'll be upset about. he doesn't really appreciate that she's laughing and he thinks that maybe he should take photos or a video because she laughs like a horse on crack. he chooses the third option which is attempting to make her spontaneously combust with the power of his glare.

"what the actual fuck." if anything, she laughs even harder and starts rolling around on the floor. he grabs a nearby throw pillow and launches it at her.

(she retaliates, flipping the couch over and them sitting on his back, she tries suffocating him with a surprisingly lethal fluffy cushion.)

after she stops attempting to strangle him and they put their living room back to the original state, they return to their previous conversation. but he immediately wishes that she's still attempting to murder him, because she is smirking. (he's so going to be antagonized for another week)

"so what basically happened, is that you publicly humiliated yourself in front of a cute guy and now you've turned into a weeping willow." she almost bursts out laughing again after her summary, instead pinching his cheek.

m/n immediately recoils, covering his face with another throw cushion. "yes, thank you for reminding me of the possibly most embarassing period of my life."

"you could've been worse. you could've spilled coffee on him, you could've fallen flat on your face as soon as you walked through the door." she laughed while he blushes even harder than he thought possible. (leave it to minju to bring up previous events.)

"i hate you," he manages to squeak out from underneath the pillow, curling in on himself.

"i love you too," she pats his head affectionately. "now i'll order some chinese food and we'll spend the whole night watching cheesy rom-coms while i try to cheer you up with some horrible puns and jokes."

(m/n cracks a smile because he honestly couldn't ask for a better best friend.)

--

after finally managing to finish his music assignment and edit another three essays as well as helping minju with baking cupcakes, m/n skypes kangmin. kangmin (the same person who chose to go in china instead of staying in seoul, the traitor) has been the third member of their group ever since the beginning of elementary as well as the exact reason for m/n's sexuality crisis. (which may or may not have included a temporary relationship and a lot of making out.)

it's not like m/n can hold it against him, but of course he still wonders why all of his friends have to be so damn good looking and adorable.

kangmin, unsurprisingly, doesn't answer the phone the first time but the second time yejin had picked up the call. yejin was the last member of their group and was the most creative and independent of the bunch. she was the first person that m/n had met that he loved within the first five minutes of meeting. of course, sometimes she was over-dramatic and hyperactive but it didn't really matter, she was still one of his best friends.

"hey m/n!" yejin smiled, flashing her pearly whites. "kangmin is currently busy working on that huge programming or digital project that he got a week ago."

yejin faces the camera towards kangmin, showing him with his head in buried in his hands. there were papers strewn all over the desk while his computer was closed. she subtly takes a picture of his distress before tapping him on the shoulder. kangmin's head snaps, a grimace present until his eyes lands on m/n's face appearing.

"m/n!" kangmin yelled, snatching his phone off yejin. ignoring her rude remark, he positions the phone in a way that both yejin and himself appear on the screen while still being close enough to hear. "sorry, i love you but this stupid piece of code is giving the biggest trouble ever and i just can't take it anymore."

he groans dramatically in his hands while yejin rolls her eyes at him, patting his head fondly.

"you'll be fine." she coos at him, rubbing his hair affectionately. "what's up m/n?"

"i may or may not have met someone..." m/n trails off, laughing at their reactions. yejin starts clapping excitedly and squealing while kangmin's head snaps up with a bright smile on his face.

"who is it? it's not that creepy guy in orchestra is it? if it is, you could do so much better.." yejin rants, not stopping even when kangmin covers her mouth with his hand.

"and i may or may not have also embarassed myself in front of him." yejin shuts up straight away, both her and kangmin starting to giggle.

"how bad was it?" kangmin inquires, a cheeky glint in his eye. "falling-flat-on-your-face-bad or peeing-your-pants-because-you're-so-nervous-bad?"

"neither,"

stares.

"maybe worse,"

more stares.

"it was clown-at-kangmin’s-eighth-birthday-bad."

long story short, kangmin’s parents had hired the wrong person and accidentally hired a drug dealer who tried to convince the kids that the cocaine he brought was sherbet. 

kangmin’s parents were mortified at the time but kangmin continues to tell the story whenever he gets the chance.

m/n eventually ends the call because yejin and kangmin are laughing so hard at him and, god, why does everything with him have to be so complicated and embarassing? (he may also have rejected the next two calls, accidentally)

minju, being the absolutely amazing best friend that she is, is so much more helpful than his other two friends. meaning that since she's already laughed at him, she's moved on to the point where she decides that she's going to be a helpful friend.

(m/n shudders at the thought. last time minju decided she was going to be a 'helpful friend', he ended up in the hospital for two weeks and failed two assignments.)

unfortunately, minju turns out to be his only option to call when he sees beomgyu again at the shop.

"please, please, please, come here right now. starbucks is closed, beomgyu's on shift and i need someone here to make sure i don't embarass myself."

turns out, this is the one time that minju isn't available.

"you should've asked me before. i'm too busy. i've got to juggle six different pastry orders and they all have to be done in a couple of hours because i'm catering for a wedding."

well, fuck. m/n looks inside the coffee shop again, noticing that this time beomgyu is looking back at him. beomgyu smiles and waves, while he leans against a broom. m/n can't help but smile back, pocketing his phone and walking through the door.

as soon as he's in the door, he sees the broom that beomgyu is leaning on slips and makes him fall over. he rushes over to beomgyu quickly, helping him back up. beomgyu blushes a bright red while m/n helps him back over to the counter despite being told numerous times that he's fine.

"seriously m/n-ssi, i'm fine." beomgyu giggles. he fucking giggles and suddenly there's a hand on his arm and somehow all the oxygen has left his lungs and why is it so suddenly hot?

"are you sure?" m/n asks again, checking for any injuries. beomgyu nods again, walking awkwardly back behind the counter.

"venti frap, three shots right?" beomgyu's eyes shine, a small blush coating his cheeks. m/n nods, handing over his coins.

beomgyu scoops them up but accidentally drops a few on the ground. after all the coins are picked up, yein suddenly appears by his side with a coffee in her hand.

"smooth move, casanova," she nudges him playfully, before handing the coffee to m/n. beomgyu blushes brightly, moving over to start cleaning the counter.

"thanks, i guess." m/n says awkwardly. "i'll see you later, yeah?"

he runs out the door, waving to them as he goes. he's a few metres away from the coffee shop before he does a happy dance because he didn't embarass himself in front of beomgyu.

(this doesn't erase his bad luck however. he manages to keep his coffee intact, but someone else spilled their coffee on him, he got attacked by a rabid cat and chased by a group of dogs on the way home.)

--

the next time m/n sees beomgyu, it's in the comfort of his own home.

but that doesn't mean, he's ready to face his crush.

m/n's woken up by minju's banshee scream, her high pitched tone filling his entire room. he wishes his first instinct was to cover his own ears but no, his first instinct is to get up and make sure the bathroom door is closed. (every time minju screams, the large mirror in their bathroom 'mysteriously' breaks. and the money that pays for it 'mysteriously' comes out of his own wallet.)

he walks into the living room and he knows he looks like a mess.

his hair is strewn everywhere, making him look like he just got zapped with lightning. he's wearing a plain white shirt but he's only one inside while the other half is wrapped around his shoulder, exposing his lower body. he's also wearing his rainbow briefs while he's got kittens on his socks.

m/n's barely got his other arm in the shirt before he hears a cough behind, where he's met with beomgyu's blushing face.

beomgyu looks like he's trying so hard to look away, he's got his face hidden behind one of his books but his eyes are visible at the top, (it certainly has nothing to do with the way his nose starts to bleed a little) while minju doesn't look much better herself.

she hadn't bothered to brush away her bangs and instead was trying to pour herself a cup of coffee, a large yawn escaping her lips.

"we, meaning me, wants you to make us breakfast," minju speaks like she doesn't know that she just embarrassed m/n in front of his crush. (to her credit, she probably doesn't. she occasionally leaves their apartment half naked because of her tired stupor.)

"uh, r-right." m/n stutters, running back to his room, locking gazes with beomgyu before his door swings shut.

minju eyes him weirdly as he goes. (usually he'd yell at her to stop being lazy and do it herself but he seemed to be too stunned to do anything. she'd have to bring beomgyu around more often.)

"is he okay, minju?" beomgyu puts the book down.

"he'll be fine," minju yawns again, wrinkling her nose. "i've already accomplished my duty as a best friend by bringing you here." she ignored beomgyu's questioning gaze, bringing her mug to her lips.

m/n walks out of his room, looking more presentable but also looking like he was going to cut a bitch. (in every case, minju.)

"give me that," m/n swiped minju's mug from her hands, taking a deep gulp of her bitter coffee. he ignored minju's scathing remark and turned to beomgyu, unstartled. "will pancakes be okay, beomgyu-ssi?" his voice took a much softer tone than when he spoke to minju.

"yes please, and i'd rather you'd just call me beomgyu, m/n-ssi." beomgyu smiled.

"then i would insist that you'd do the same, beomgyu-ah." m/n smiled, shooing minju out of his kitchen and getting the ingredients out.

minju huffs and takes a seat next to beomgyu, crossing her arms.

"are you ready to carry on, beomgyu-ah?" minju asks, wiping her face with a wet wipe.

"gimme a sec," beomgyu rests his head on his arms as he watches m/n move around in the kitchen.

m/n's got his headphones in his ears as he hums delightfully, flipping pancakes with ease. he dances his way around the kitchen, pulling out syrup and strawberries and eating utensils, preparing breakfast with a soft smile on his face.

beomgyu can't help but watch the other male with a dumb smile on his face, not looking away even when there's a steaming hot plate of pancakes in front of him.

"i hope you like them," m/n smiles, taking out his left headphone. he fucking smiles at beomgyu, who feels his entire being heat up. (beomgyu tries to ignore the way his heart pitter-patters in his chest. that traitor.)

when beomgyu takes a bite, he moans in delight. m/n pretends to not notice, shoveling his food in his mouth. (his blush totally does not give him away.)

"so m/n-ah," minju starts, taking back her mug and refilling it. "when's your next class?"

"i'm free today. my chemistry professor called in sick so he just emailed everybody their latest assignments. i'm going to die." m/n cringed, taking a sip of his water.

"i bet physics is looking pretty good right now, huh?" minju had a triumphant look on her face.

"people who take physics usually don't have a life, or friends." m/n flicked her forehead, distracting her long enough to steal her coffee again. "no offense, beomgyu-ah."

"none taken, m/n-ah." beomgyu shrugged his shoulders. "what do you study?"

"i'm making my life hard by majoring in dance with a minor in chemistry." m/n put his two thumbs, his entire being oozing with sarcasm. "commuting to two different campuses four times a week, what fun."

"that's like me!" beomgyu's eyes were a little wider. "i'm a vocal major with a minor in physics. moving between the two campuses is such a pain."

"does that mean you know soobin-hyung? i think he's a vocal major as well?" m/n asks.

"bunny-hyung?" beomgyu's eyes glaze over in realization. "he takes care of me, you know, being one year older. does that mean you're friends with yeonjun-hyung? he still owes me twenty dollars."

"soobin-hyung owes me fifty!" m/n almost yells. "but it's okay because he buys me lunch every other day."

"oh my god, they're perfect for each other." beomgyu rolls his eyes, stabbing his pancake with his fork.

"they're disgusting. i hate seeing them meet up, like they haven't seen each in a million years when in reality it's been like four hours." m/n agrees, wrinkling his nose.

minju looks between the two males, wondering how they could be so oblivious towards one another.

"they're idiots. idiots who hopelessly crush on each other." minju complained under her breath. she held up her phone, pretending to use it as a mirror, only to snap a pic of m/n and beomgyu interacting with each other, bright smiles on both of their faces.

m/n briefly looked at her, a weird look on his face.

"you'll thank me later." she smiled innocently, tapping her phone with a wink.

#beomgyu #choi beomgyu #txt male reader #kpop male reader #txt x male reader #kpop x male reader #fluff #beomgyu x male reader #choi beomgyu x male reader #male reader scenario #txt #male reader insert

[bakugohoex]

For the embarrassing thing: in highschool this guy who had a crush on me wanted to walk me home but I didn’t want to because I didn’t like him so I was rushing through the crowded hallways to avoid him at the end of the day and I ended up tripping in the middle of the hallway in front of everyone. I tried using my arms to get up but they failed me and I fell again 💀 To make it worse, this girl just so happened to be taking a video prior and caught me falling on tape 😩

nooo i’m sorry why are all the embarrassing moments just people tripping and falling 😭🤚🏽

attack on titan - mikasa ackerman jean was the one who asked and she legged it out of there but tripped over a bag shes good at running and is always aware but had gotten the strap twisted around her ankle

haikyuu - oikawa i know he has girls who actually simp for him but when he gets forced into a situation where a girl wants to walk with him he physically can’t like i know he runs away and ends up falling on his flat ass

jujutsu kaisen - satoru girls love him but he’s like a powerful sorcerer who has other priorities i feel like he’d fall just because he’s so tall that he missed the foot/bag and just fell over

my hero academia - keigo and i know he can fly, but he feels bad flying in the sky if he’s trying to get out of someone’s attention like it’s easier to walk but he doesn’t walk as much so when he does he didn’t realise you need to step over something and not just go around it so he trips and falls thinking of the best way around shit

send me an embarassing moment and i’ll tell you which aot, mha, haikyuu or jjk character would be the one to do it

#bakugohoex #ask ria #ask games #keigo takami #satoru gojo #tooru oikawa #mikasa ackerman

[thebluewickedmermaid]

Breaking Us Both ~ Kuroo Tetsuro x OC

CHAPTER ONE: Leaving Me Hangin'

PLOT: 

"Yeah, I couldn't get my eyes off her back then..." and my heart till now. He almost blurted out the last part and sighed. 

It's been six years and yet the memories were so fresh like it was yesterday when he first laid eyes on her peculiar dark auburn locks and her steely gray eyes. The way she regarded him with distrust and annoyance... and curiosity. She should have just run instead of facing him head-on. Maybe they could have saved themselves a heartbreak. --- I DO NOT OWN THE ARTS IN MY COVER. ALL CREDITS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS.

Y E A R : 2018

The bar was filled with cheers and laughter as the music reverberated in every corner. It was a Friday night, a night where workers filled their glasses and rejoice for the upcoming weekend after a long day of work, or where couples have their date, or where people reward themselves for their success, or simply just where acquaintances meet up after a long time of not seeing each other. Either way, it was a night to be remembered by most and the others long after a stressful week.

Kuroo on the other hand was on his way to the said bar for one reason only: to meet old acquaintances. 

As he trudged his way inside, the music was already deafening. A lady wearing a sexy black waitress uniform came up to him once he made his way inside. Despite the on and off disco lights, he could clearly see the way her eyes raked his body like a predator to its prey which clearly made him uneasy. If he was his past self, he would have enjoyed every single moment of it. Alas, he was a changed man; more professional and more mature.

"What can I help you, sir?" she asked, or rather purred seductively at him.

Kuroo combed his bed-hair with his fingers and flashed her an uneasy smile. "I'm meeting with somebody who already has a reservation here. The name is Bokuto Koutaro."

The lady's eyes lighted up at the mentioned name. "Right this way," she said and gently grabbed hold of his biceps to guide him towards a booth on the other side of the bar where few people were sitting.

Kuroo could only sighed and let the lady do what she wants. He didn't want to embarass her in public since some eyes were on to them already.

Once they reached the last booth, she knocked twice before opening the door wide.

"One of your acquaintances is here," she announced.

"Thanks," Kuroo said and the waitress winked at him making him chuckle. Once he made his way inside, shouts of greetings welcomed him.

"Kuroo!" a man with spiky, white hair and black streaks boomed once the door closed and barraged him with a tight hug. It was none other than Bokuto Kotaro; a volleyball player for the Black Jackals who just won last week against the Adlers. It was an epic battle that moved everybody in the arena and everybody that they were acquainted with during their volleyball years came to watch.

Kuroo grinned before returning his hug.

"You're late!" he teased and punched him lightly on the shoulder.

"Yeah, sorry. Got stuck with something in the office," he apologized as his eyes scanned the small crowd inside the booth.

Akaashi Keiji, Tsukishima Kei, Daichi Sawamura, Sugawara Koshi, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kageyama Tobio, and of course Hinata Shoyo were huddled up in a round table already eating their fill. Unfortunately, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kozume Kenma, Miya Atsumu, and Sakusa Kiyoomi did not make it for personal reasons.

"Well, well, isn't great to see you lot, again," he greeted with a sneer as he put a hand on his hip regarding each one with his hazel orbs.

"I couldn't say the same thing to you, though," a man with brown hair joked making the others in the room chuckle.

"Oy, Daichi, that's rude, man. You know you missed me," he joked back as he sat between Bokuto and Akaashi and in front of Daichi who offered him a drink which he gladly accepted.

"We all did!" Bokuto joined with rambunctious tone. "You barely hang out with us."

Kuroo rolled his eyes at him as he took a sip from his scotch. "I've been busy with work. We're launching Shrimpy's promotional video with Kodzuken in a few weeks," he explained, his hazel eyes landing on Hinata who gave him a thumbs up.

Despite his age is 22, he still looked like a kid that seeing him holding a glass of alcohol makes Kuroo want to snatch it away.

"Besides, haven't we just celebrated last week after your victory?" He added with a brow raised at Bokuto.

"It's a different story tonight," Akaashi commented before he put the grilled pork in his mouth. "Bokuto-san has an announcement to make."

Bokuto blushed a deep shade of red whether it was from the alcohol or from Akaashi's statement, Kuroo's attention piqued.

"AGAAASHI!!" Bokuto whined and crossed his arms on his chest. "Don't bring it up this early!"

"Oya? What is it?" he asked, turning his attention to his best bro who was suddenly fiddling with his fingers as if he was shy to tell the others his announcement. "Don't tell me you're going all shy all of the sudden? Are you finally realizing your hidden desires for me?"

"Shut up, Kuroo!" he snapped before he cleared his throat. He took a deep breath before a wide grin spread across his face. "She said 'Yes'."

A deafening silence surrounded the group once the news broke. Only the sound of the muffled music from the outside can be heard. An amused smile formed on Akaashi's face as the once loud group became mute.

A few more seconds had passed and when the news had sunk in, a loud gasp and cheers erupted.

"What the hell?!" Iwaizumi exclaimed and clasped hands with his trainee; a wide grin on his face. "Congratulations, man! That was unexpected!"

"Oho, oho, I’m surprised she accepted the proposal," sneered Tsukishima as he put a hand over his lips.

"Tsukki!" Bokuto growled and punched the giant lightly on the shoulder. "At least I have the guts to ask my girlfriend, unlike some other guy I know!" That shut Tsukishima up, Kuroo grinned. Bokuto's getting witty with his comebacks lately. Must be the influence of the soon-to-be-missus.

"You're really okay with this, Akaashi?!" Kuroo countered as he slammed his drinks on the table. "You're letting him marry your cousin?!"

"I already warned Addie-chan with what she's got herself into," Akaashi joked lightly and patted Bokuto's back over Kuroo's shoulders; his eyes turning serious despite the small smile on his face. "Besides, if Bokuto-san ever hurt or as much as make her tear up, he knows the shovel is all set--” 

Bokuto gulped and backed away slowly from the threatening gaze his best friend was giving off.

"—is what I would say normally as the older cousin of your soon-to-be bride, had I not known you, Bokuto-san."

Kuroo sweat-dropped as the others laughed at Bokuto's uneasy expression. 'Well, that kept Bokuto in line,' he thought as he took a sip from his drinks. Nevertheless, he was thrilled for his best friend's future.

"So, when's the wedding?" Iwaizumi piped in. "Hopefully, I could get Trashykawa to attend it, too."

Kuroo's smile faltered slightly at the mention of the former Aoba Josaih captain.

"Oh yeah, where's Oikawa-san, by the way?" Sugawara asked looking over at Iwaizumi, who was Oikawa's best friend.

"He just arrived in the U.S. yesterday to meet with someone," Iwaizumi answered and tipped his drinks in one go but his eyes landed on Kuroo when he mentioned the 'someone' part. "He's set to arrive next week for a vacation."

Kuroo pursed his lips at the face Iwaizumi was sending him his way. His heart skipped a beat slightly when a certain someone entered his thoughts.

"Oh! I met Oikawa-san when I was studying in Brazil once!" Hinata beamed; his face a little red from alcohol. "I think that was two years ago?"

"Pipe down, boke!" Kageyama growled; his face the same shade as Hinata's due to alcohol.

"I think you two had enough already," Sugawara warned and grabbed both of their drinks much to their dismay.

"As I was saying!" Hinata continued and poked Kageyama's head for him to listen. "You'll like this one since I also saw Machi-senpai, your first crush, with Oikawa-san in Brazil!"

Kuroo's stopped mid-drink at the mention of the name he longed and at the same time never wanted to hear. A familiar twinge of pain resurfaced in his chest that he almost dropped his glass had he not recovered quickly and tipped the glass to downed it in one go. The bitter taste of alcohol didn't help with the situations as he cringed slightly.

The others, except Kageyama and Hinata, paused their conversation and glanced warily at him for his reaction but as quick as the pain resurfaced, the quicker he masked it off his face.

"M-Machi-senpai?" Kageyama stuttered and blushed a deeper shade of red this time; after all these years, he still had this little crush with his senpai that he couldn't get rid of. "H-How is she and w-why didn't you send a picture of her? You only send yours and Oikawa-san's selfie like what am I supposed to do with that, boke?!"

"Oh yeah!" Hinata exclaimed and rubbed the back of his head before grinning sheepishly at his best friend. "I totally forgot about that. She arrived on the third day of our beach volleyball match. She just passed by to pay Oikawa-san a visit and she wasn't expecting to see me there. She said she was doing volunteer work in Brazil for a week." Hinata's eyes sparkled and he had the same dreamy look in his eyes as Kageyama.

"Machi-senpai is doing volunteer work?" Kageyama closed his eyes tight and clenched his fist on his chest. "I've always known her to have a big heart! HOW LUCKY OF YOU BOKE?!!!"

"Well, that's Machi. She probably got it from her mother who was a philanthropist before she died," Iwaizumi noted and smiling softly at the memory of his childhood friend. "She have a soft heart for orphans."

Kageyama and Hinata sighed dreamily as if they were on cloud nine. "Do you still get in touch with her, Iwaizumi-san?" the Adlers' setter asked to his former upperclassman.

Iwaizumi shrugged his shoulders. "She'd call sometimes to say hi," he answered and pursed his lips as if what he said was enough information, Kuroo noted. That kind of topic always made Iwaizumi looked reserved about it especially when the rooster-haired captain was around.

Kuroo's grip on his glass tightened as he stared hard at it. It confused him and frustrated him greatly to the point that he wanted to punch the answers out of Iwaizumi. But even he couldn't form a question properly. He didn't even know where to start. Hell! Why was he even feeling like this?

"She looked more divine than she ever was in high school. AGHHH! I should have asked her to join us in playing beach volleyball! I wonder how strong she is, right now?" Hinata pondered before he was elbowed by Sugawara. "Sugawara-san, nani?" he asked but stopped when he saw him pointing at Kuroo who staring hard at his glass. "O-Oh. Oops."

"She quitted," Kuroo snapped; his eyes cold as he stared at his clenched fist on his glass.

For the second time of that night, the deafening silence filled the group once again.

 --

 "Hey, you okay?" Bokuto asked once they were alone, walking down the streets of Tokyo in the dead of the night.

Akaashi and the others already bid them goodbye and went their separate ways. After Kuroo snapped, he apologized quickly to Hinata to which the latter completely waved off. Had it not been for Bokuto, the dinner would have turned into an awkward mess.

Kuroo sighed deeply before his fingers combed his hair. "Yeah," he answered as he put his hands inside his jeans pocket. "I was caught off-guard but I'm fine. Sorry back there."

"Nah, I don't mind. You weren't expecting to hear about Machi-chan, were you? It's been six years after all," Bokuto gushed as he blew his cold hands.

"Six years since she shut me out without explanation; left me in the air hanging," Kuroo lamented as he looked up at the dark sky. "You know that. I even tried to find her in the US when Oikawa refused to tell me her whereabouts."

Bokuto patted Kuroo at the back in sympathy. "Oikawa is very protective of Machi-chan, you know that since she's like a sister to him. He's even protective than Iwaizumi."

"Yet as a friend he could have told me what was wrong or what did I do wrong, right?" Kuroo growled and kicked a can on his way.

"You'll have your chance to ask him why he didn't tell you next week. Oikawa will be attending Iwaizumi's birthday for sure," Bokuto cheered and gave him a hard slap on the back.

Silence descended upon the two as they walked side by side before Bokuto suddenly chuckled. Kuroo glanced at him and raised a brow as if he was going mental.

"I just remembered that time when Machi-chan overheard us at the first away games," Bokuto reminisced earning a small grin from Kuroo over the memory.

"Yeah, I couldn't get my eyes off her back then..." and my heart till now. He almost blurted out the last part before he sighed and rubbed his face. What was wrong with him all of the sudden? It's been six years already!

Bokuto, noticing his best friend's struggle on his face, wondered how he'll cope up if ever Addie left him hanging too without explanation. He'd go insane, for sure. It's a wonder that Kuroo stayed strong through all these years.

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CHAPTER TWO

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Truth or Dare (Yes, I Double Dare You)

Ships: Parkner (Harley Keener/Peter Parker), mentioned Thompsborn (Harry Osborn/Flash Thompson)

Summary: Peter play Truth or Dare with his friends.

Tags: Febufluff, Day 8, I dare you to kiss me, Truth or Dare, Party Games, Birthday Party, They play truth or dare y'all, Peter has a crush on Harley, Harley likes him back, Thompsborn is in this too, Bisexual Peter Parker, Gay Harley Keener, Dare, Calling your crush, admitting feelings, Mutual Pining, First Kiss, Kissing, Cute, Fluff, a lot of swearing, I dont know why i made them swear so much, im sorry lol, Bad French, Poor translated french, I Tried

Day eight of Febufluff: "I dare you to... kiss me"!

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"Hmm, I dare you to speak in a French accent for the next three rounds." Flash grins over his cup, swirling the drink in front of his mouth before taking a sip, watching the smile drop off of his boyfriend's face, an incredulous expression replacing it.

"Seriously?!?"

"Yes, seriously! And that wasn't in an accent!"

"Oui, oui, baguette." Harry deadpans, looking so entirely done with Flash's bullshit, the entire room erupting into laughter as said boy sits up, shoving his boyfriend's shoulder hard.

"No halfassed bullshit, dickwad. The real deal."

"Fine, you want the real deal?" Harry sits up straight, and Peter starts giggling like a mad man from the other side of the room, leaning against the wall to watch the scene unfold, knowing exactly what is about to happen. Harry clears his throat, holds a dramatic pause for a few seconds, before- "Tu veux un accent francaise, tu vas recevoir un accent francaise."

"Oh my god, I forgot he spoke French!" Flash moans, slowly slipping down the wall in shame.

"Oh la la, ma chérie, qu'est ce que tu as fais, eh?" Harry grins, smug, cheeky, knowing he's won this hand as his boyfriend sinks even lower, his head almost level with the ground, his face red.

"And why is it so hot?!?"

"Okay, okay, enough." Ned laughs, sitting chris cross apple sauce beside Peter, the party hat sat on the top of his head beginning to sag.

It was Ned's 17th birthday, and instead of throwing a big party full of alcohol and loud music like most people in their classes did, he decided to have a smaller party, a sleepover full of board games, video games and now party games, with his closest friends, with their friend group. So here they all were, packing into Ned's smaller sized room, Flash and Harry practically conjoined at the hip sitting against the wall, Peter and Ned sitting on top of his bed on the other side of the room, and MJ and Harley leaning against said bed, sat on the floor, playing what would hopefully be a quick game of Truth or Dare. Hopefully.

Peter had never liked this game. There was always too much risk for him in this game, of being asked to reveal one of his many secrets, or of being asked to embarrass himself for laughs. He gets the appeal of it, the adrenaline rush, the amusement of watching your friends do something stupid, it's a fun game to watch, but that doesn't mean he likes playing it. He hadnt even called on yet though, and he was hoping to keep it that way.

He shouldn't have jinxed it.

As if his thoughts manifested into reality, Harry turns to stare at him with a unknown, horrifying glint in his eyes. Oh no, this is definitely not going to end well. "Action ou Vérité?"

Peter sighs, looking up to the ceiling as he mumbles "Dare.", assuming that's what Harry asked. If he's going to go down, he may as well go down in style.

Harry's grin widens, and Peter is already regretting his decision. "Je te défie de telephoner ton béguin."

Peter blinks at him in confusion, before MJ translates, "He's daring you to call your crush."

"What?!?" Peter sputters, Harry cackling at  his flushing face while Harley speaks up for the first time in a while, his ('beautiful, gorgeous, fuck-') face turned towards MJ, scrunched up in thought.

"You know French? Since when?"

MJ just shrugs, face impartial, the only sign of her shyness being her pushing a stray hair behind her ear. "Since I got bored one day and learned it."

Harley just nods, like that makes sense, all while Peter is internal freaking the fuck out. Normally, this type of thing wouldn't be an issue. Sure, your friends will find out who your crush is, and tease you about it, and it'll be embarassing and whatever, but that's not the problem. Oh no no no no no, that would be too easy for Peter Parker. No, the problem with this question for Peter is that his crush is in the damn room, sitting directly in front of him leaning against the bed, an easy smile tilting up his thin pink lips, showing off his adorable dimples as he scans the room again with those big, stunning ocean blue eyes, hair coiffed back just right, messy, but just neat enough to be perfect, one stray blond curl falling in front of his eyes and fuck, fuck, frick fuck.

What is he going to do?!? He can't exactly call Harley when he's right in front of him, but he can't exactly say that he won't do it either, he wont be that guy. And now everybody is staring at it, expectant, waiting, shit, shit, shit-

Ned's eyes are the only ones that are sympathetic, because he knows, he knows who Peter likes and why this is such a big deal. Harley is one of Peter's best friends, they've been friends for years, and Peter is closer to Harley than he is to anybody else, he cant just throw it all away because of a game, can he? Harley definitely doesnt like him back, so if he does call him, it'll only end badly, but theres this tiny, tiny, traitorous part of him that wants to fo it, wants to tell him, if only to get it out in the open. But he cant ruin their friendship like that, he cant, but- but- oh god, oh no-

"Come on, Parker, we don't have all day." Flash complains innocently, not knowing of Peter's internal dilemma as he throws a stray piece of popcorn at him, Peter catching it subconsciously and throwing it into his mouth, just to try and get a few more seconds of peace before all hell breaks loose, before he destroys his closest friendship with his stupid ass feelings, goddamn it-

"Yeah, Pete, come on, dont keep us on the end of our seats." Harley teases, placing his head onto the blankets and looking back at him upside down, his hair surrounding his head like a halo, making him look even more angelic that he normally does, and god, why him, why? "Who's caught your eye, hm?"

Peter takes a deep, long, shaky breath, trying to prepare himself for the worst (and failing), taking his phone out of his pocket and scrolling down to Harleys contract, the black letters and two heart emojis on either side staring back at him mockingly. He hovers his thumb over the call button, noting how much its trembling, before he gulps and presses it, placing the phone to his ear, squeezing his eyes shut like a coward, unable to watch, knowing that Harleys expression was going shift, was going to turn from soft and warm, friendly, to hard and angry, to hatred and disgust and-

ACDC blares out into the room, the noise very obviously Harley's ringtone, and Peter grits his teeth, biting his tongue hard, his heart hammering in his chest.

"Wha-" Harley sounds so confused, so so confused, and Peter's squeezes his eyes shut tighter, holding back the burning tears that are threatening to spill. "Peter, why are you- wait..." He stops, pauses, and Peter digs his nails into his palm, squeezing his phone until he hears it start to crack. "...really?"

His voice is shaky, and god, Peter made him upset, he is probably so hurt, so confused, so disgusted, god stupid, you're so stupid, why would you do that, why didnt you just not do it, why why why-

He nods once, slowly, swallowing down a sob before whispering out "I'm sorry," into the now eerily silent room, his friends seemingly shocked into silence. He doesnt even want to know what they're thinking, what expressions are on their faces-

Theres another pause, another moment before he hears somebody shifting, Harley standing up, he's leaving, he's leaving- Good job, Parker, now you're forcing him to leave, you made him feel so uncomfortable that he's leaving, good fricken job, god, what is wrong with you-

A hand rubs his cheek gently, so so gently, spurring him out of his head as it brushes away a tear that had broken free, before another hand joins it on his other cheek, cradling his face. Peter blinks opens his eyes, shocked to see that its Harleys hands on his face, and that its Harley sat right in front of his face, with a wide smile and glowing eyes, face bright. "You mean it? You really mean it?"

Peter just nods again, so, so confused but also filling with a spark of hope, of joy as Harley's smile grows even more, filling his face before he launches into Peter's arms, hugging him tightly. "Oh thank god," he breathes into Peter's shoulder, and Peter is so lost, what is happening- "I thought you  were gonna call someone else, and I was gonna have to act all happy and like it didn't bother me when it totally would have and-"

"Wait, wait," Peter finally puts together the pieces, and pulls away to stare at Harley with wide eyes, the beginning of a smile twitching at his lips. "You like me back?"

"Yeah?" Harley cheeks grow a rosey hue, and he looks away bashfully. "I thought it was obvious."

Peter shakes his head wildly, eyes still wide, this cant be happening, he likes me back, he likes me- "No, no it wasn't, it really really wasn't-"

"So, what I'm hearing," MJ cuts in, tone blunt as always, but with hints of warm amusement softening the usual edge, "is that you two are oblivious idiots."

They both laugh breathless, staring into each others eyes. "Apparently." Harley murmurs, his blue eyes swirling and flickering up and down, looking down at his lips before looking back up again.

Peter gets an idea, a cheesy, cheesy idea, and grins. "Hey, it's my turn now, right?" He asks to the group, never taking his eyes off of Harley.

"Yeeup!" Ned responds enthusiastically, seemingly thrilled to see his two best friends realizing their feelings for one another.

"Well," he leans forward a bit more, watching as Harleys pupil's grow bigger. "Truth or dare, Harls."

"Dare." He responds easily, quickly, seemingly getting more and more antsy by the second. Peter can't blame him, he feels the same way.

"I dare you to kiss me." Peter doesnt even finish his sentence before Harley's lips are pressed to his, his hands moving upwards and running through his hair, fingers grabbing lightly onto the strands as Peter grabs his hips lightly, pulling him closer, both of the boys grinning into the kiss. Peter can hear MJ gagging in the background, Harry exclaiming "gross!" like he doesnt kiss Flash every two seconds, and Ned squealing like a fangirl, but he ignores it all, just focusing on Harley, focusing on this moment, his heart swelling in his chest.

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