#when you just want a good scoop but end up with a clingy space boyfriend

[quietmyfearswith]

fussy ; preferences

warnings — don’t think there’s any swear words here,, angst? fluff? clingy!reader, mean!laurie

characters — andy barber, steve rogers, bucky barnes, lance tucker,  syverson, august walker

a/n — THIS IS A DDLG FIC,, was inspired by this ask! to the anon who requested for it i hope you like it and tell me what you think!

their love language | with their little | when you’re insecure | slipping into little space

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Andy and Y/N went over to the city where Laurie and Jacob moved to. A party was held to celebrate Jacob’s graduation from high school and a sendoff for when he heads to university. Y/N was chatting up with Jacob as they both were preparing the snacks and appetizers for the guests that would later on arrive. The two didn’t feel awkward around each other; in fact they shared a lot of similarities, and could easily converse about anything. “Jacob, I think some of your friends are here already,” With that Jacob politely excused himself and before Y/N could find Andy, Laurie approached her. “So you and Andy are still together huh?” She sounded amused which made her feel awkward; she nodded to answer her question. “I’m surprised that you two lasted for so long,” Y/N had to step back in order to create distance between her and Laurie. “I mean, when I heard that you two were dating I thought that it was just Andy having a rebound; I didn’t actually think he’d stay this long with you.” Y/N’s lips were starting to quiver as her frantics eyes began to look around for Andy. As she locked eyes with Andy, she made me a move to go for him but just before she can do so, Laurie had a final jab at her with a smirk, “Perhaps he still is in that phase.”

Pushing her way past Laurie, she headed to enter the house, Andy noticed how Y/N’s demeanor changed and handed over some of the decorations he was putting up to Laurie’s boyfriend and chased after her.  Grabbing her arm, the lawyer guided the two to one of the vacant rooms, “What's wrong?” Y/N made grabby hands for Andy once she sat on the bed, her eyes were letting down a few tears that were peeking earlier due to what Laurie had been saying. He complied, engulfing her around in his warm embrace, stroking her hair as he was trying his best to calm her down as her whole body shook, “She was being mean to me, dada.” Andy moved a bit so he could see her face and wiped away tears that stained her face, “Who was being mean to you, missy?” After taking deep breaths, Y/N explained, “Laurie said the only reason dada is with me is because I’m your rebound.” Anger fueled within Andy upon hearing the lie that was told to his love; he decided that it was best to talk about it with Laurie later, but his focus right now was calming down the beloved girl in his arms. Situating her in his lap, he pressed loving kisses all over her face as his hands comfortingly rubbed her back, “Whatever she said to you isn’t true, missy. Dada loves you and you’re not his rebound. You’re the love and light of my life; you are the person that completes me.”

Y/N was mad at August; he burnt her nuggies, didn’t play with her during her playtime, and now he opted to sleep in the other room since he was too far busy with his work. Tossing and turning around their spacious bed didn’t lull her to sleep since she missed the warmth and love provided to her by her loving boyfriend. Gripping her stuffie with one hand, she stood and left the bed, venturing to the part of the house where she suspected her daddy would be. Barefoot and in her nightgown, she knocked on the door and with the lack of answer, she entered slowly. 

Seeing her daddy with no shirt and just some sweatpants on the bed made her long for the moments she’d get to spend all day wrapped in his arms. Quietly climbing on the bed, she moved his arm that was stretched across the mattress, lifting it and placing it above her body. Feeling movement around him, August moved his head and sleepily mumbled, “Little one?” She nodded as she kissed his forehead, “It’s me, daddy.” On instinct, he turned so his whole body faced hers; wrapping his legs around hers as his arms scooped her arm so her side was flushed against his, “Not mad at daddy anymore?” Shaking her head, she played with his chest hairs a bit as her eyes began to sleepily drop before confirming, “Not mad, daddy. I missed being with you.”

It was going to be a big mission; Bucky knew that hence why he was packing and repacking his duffel bags that he’d be bringing for the mission. “Tătic,” Y/N wailed, “Come be with me!” Despite being a man of control, it took every ounce of it for Bucky not to drop what he was doing and cuddle up Y/N. “Not now, sweetheart. I need to make sure I have everything.” The girl let out a loud grunt as she continued watching her favorite cartoons with her arms crossed; the sergeant not appreciating the slight presence of her brat attitude by yelling, “I heard that!”

“I just want my tătic to be with me before he leaves me again,” There was less anger in her sentence but more sadness. And even when he was in the other side of their living quarters, the super soldier was able to pick it up which led him to finish up quickly arranging his things to find his girl pouting as she watched. Sitting beside her he patted his lap, “Come sit here, sweetie.” The girl leapt out and did so as she snuggled the top of her head against Bucky’s chin. “Is that what this is all about, sweetie? You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone?” Nodding, she fiddled with the fingers on his metal arm; she always loved the coldness it always had. “I always miss you, tătic; I wanna spend as much time with you as I can before you leave.”

Y/N knew Steve would be coming back soon from his meeting so she busied herself by having a  tea party with her stuffies. “There you go, Bunbun, be careful now the tea’s quite hot,” She spoke to her stuffie as she poured him some of the imaginary liquid. When she heard some keys shake accompanied by the sound of the door unlocking, Y/N bounced from where she was sitting and excitedly turned to where the sounds were coming from. Smiling widely, her eyes glimmered with excitement and relief that finally her daddy was here, “How’s my little doll?” 

“Want you to hold me please sir? I missed you!” She requested softly but didn’t move from where she was seated — knowing that she wasn’t given the permission yet to move. Steve then sat beside her and patted his lap, and the girl took it as her cue to hover him. Wrapping her arms around his neck she took the super soldier back in surprise with the force for he lost balance and ended up laying down as he chuckles loudly at his girl’s antics. “You missed me too much? I was only gone for a few hours, doll,” But she pouted at him and instead countered, “Few hours too long, sir!” Sitting up with the girl still tightly latched onto him, Steve then kissed her nose as he promised, “Well you get me for the rest of the day now, doll; what do you wanna do?”

Even following his retirement from the army, Syverson saw to it that he exercises everyday to keep in shape. As he was doing his pushups in the backyard, he was surprised to see his Y/N come out in the sun with a tray of cold beverages. “What you got there, baby girl?” He mused as he paused his workout and sat down on the mat. Smiling as she drank from her cup she beamed, “Made you a drink, Captain. Thought you might be thirsty.” Nodding he waved her off, “Thanks for that baby; but I'll drink one later okay?”

Y/N wasn’t given a chance to argue since he immediately went back to his workout routine. And as he did so, her eyes suddenly found themselves focusing on Sy’s bulging and muscular arms. She always loved being wrapped around them and letting her fingertips run over the skin there. Wanting to feel him around here again she whimpered out loud, “Captain.” As he was in the middle of doing a plank, he whipped his head to look over to his girl and raised his brows as sweat dropped on it. Making grabby hands was all that she could do and the former soldier didn’t have enough heart to ignore her any longer so he abandoned his current position and walked towards her, lifting her up, chuckling as her legs went around his waist and her hands wrapped themselves around his neck. “You’re my needy baby girl aren’t you?” Despite his teasing, Y/N could only nod as she nuzzled against his neck, planting kisses on his sweat-soaked skin.

The gymnastics competition just ended and it went well for Lance; since his student won gold and silver. Y/N had been given firm and clear instructions that after the event Lance would pick her up from her seat. And like a good girl she was still sitting down even if the games ended 15 minutes ago. Her head was moving left and right, searching for a trace of her boyfriend. Both her legs were bouncing as she was aching to leave the place since she wanted to spend time with him. Being shoved and pushed around, even when she was seated, was inevitable with the other spectators wishing to vacate the gymnasium. There was also a kid that threw his soda cup in a fit and she was unfortunately splashed with some of the liquid; the brat’s parents didn’t even apologize but instead just dragged their kid away.

As she was wiping some of the sticky liquid off her, a worried voice asked her, “What happened to you, angel?” Her eyes glowed upon seeing his handsome face, her earlier bothered state quickly melting away upon seeing him. “Papa, hi!” She squeaked out in joy and moved to hug him but was halted when the gymnast placed both his hands on her shoulders; he was amused at how quick her mood shifted but was concerned about her so he reiterated his question, “What happened, angel? What are you wiping off?” Y/N pouted as she clawed at his forearms, after a long day of watching and having to be big she just wanted nothing more but to snuggle up to him. And when he didn’t give in to what she wanted, she answered, “Some kid threw his soda, papa. Got me a little wet but it’s fine,” Lance was about to argue that it wasn’t fine but was quickly cut off by his angel’s whiny demands, “Just wanna snuggle you, papa. I missed you.” letting go of her shoulders, he then wrapped his arms around her and she was more than happy about it as she laid her cheek against his shoulder, “Congratulations, papa. I love you.”

“King, stop it tickles,” Y/N giggled as her sides were being intruded by the fingertips of Ransom. “Why not, princess? It’s so fun isn’t it,” He laughed as she squirmed from where she was sitting right across him. After the two had their lunch, they retreated to the couch so he could read to his princess who was feeling little. From reading storybooks, Ransom could sense his baby was getting all needy so he put the book down to turn his attention to his baby. As Y/N was busy laughing and pushing Ransom’s hands away, she failed to warn him how she was so close to puking the meal she just ate. “Stop, stop, king,” Was the only warning she gave before being able to push his hands away and quickly stand up to head towards the bathroom. “Princess?” Ransom followed her and his heart sank as he saw her throwing up on the toilet bowl. Immediately kneeling behind her, he pulled back her hair that framed the front of her face. Rubbing his hand on her back, “Let it out, princess.”

Once she was done, the former playboy took it upon himself to flush the toilet and grab some tissue to wipe her mouth of any more vomit. He grabbed her hand, indicating for her to stand and when she did he guided her to the sink and lifted her so she could sit on the countertop. “I’m gonna brush your teeth now, okay?” She nodded and automatically opened her mouth so when he brought her toothpaste-filled bristles against her teeth. After he had cleaned her teeth and rid of the putrid traces of vomit, Y/N pouted her lip as she looked at Ransom with glossy eyes, “I’m so sorry, I liked our playtime so much and I shouldn’t have moved around too much.” Placing both his hands on her cheeks, he lifted her face so they both looked directly at each other’s eyes, “It’s not your fault okay? I should have not played with you too much, princess.” Nodding, she wrapped her arms around Ransom as best she could, “I wanna cuddle with you king.” Kissing her nose, he lifted her off the counter and onto their bedroom, “We can do that, princess.”

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[vanrouqe]

hi hi!! first off i wanna thank u for feeding me ace crumbs...i keep rereading the ones u have up and i keep going 🥺💓💘💕 everytime,, since u opened up reqs, i hope u dont mind if i req for an ace scenario where he and reader were just chilling out together and were sitting in a comfortable silence when reader just says "hey ace? i love u" for the first time? thank u sm in advance :D

mod says: when i tell you my heart went 923 bpm and lost sleep because of how excited i was to do this request. anon, your kind words are forever engraved in my heart!! also, i hope you enjoy this :D

"Oi, Kantokusei! Wake up already" You were practically tugged awake from your sleep.

You let out a groan as you were forced to sit up straight, prying away your hands from the person in question as you rubbed sleepiness away from your eyes.

You let your eyes adjust to your surroundings, as you saw Ace open the windows of your bedroom curtains. You hissed at the sudden brightness.

"What are you doing here?" You asked incredulously.

"Less talking, more walking. Breakfast is gonna get cold." He nags, completely avoiding your question as he scoops you into his arms, carrying you bridal style.

It was useless to protest, so you let him. "You didn't answer my question." You mumble, adjusting your arms over his neck and that's when you noticed, Ace didn't have his make up on.

It was a small detail you've come to memorize, as your mind adjusted to reality or at least remember why he was here, casually playing house.

Then you remembered.

Right. There were two days left days before school starts again and it has become a routine for Ace to come back to school—to spend time with you which was as you would have guessed synonymous to annoying you.

By the time you two reached the kitchen, Grim was already finishing up his breakfast. "I gotta say Ace, that was delicious. Even my henchman can't prepare something this delicious, yanno!" He says, patting his stomach.

"Heh, thanks" Ace grins, as he settles you down the empty chair, snapping his fingers as a plate filled with tuna sandwiches hovers over the air before it lands infront of you, all the while giving Grim a pointed look.

Grim dismissively waved a hand over your direction, "Anyways, the Great Grim is gonna practice Magift. Gotta stay in shape, yanno!" He chuckles before sneaking to steal a sandwich before dashing out through the back door.

"Break a leg!" You call out, rolling your eyes before turning your attention over the plate of sandwiches.

-

"So, did you enjoy breakfast? Ace asks, as he helped you clear the table.

You hummed in response, taking the plates from both his hands before placing them in the sink, along with the other utensils Ace had used to make breakfast.

"You're awfully clingy today" You chuckle, feeling his arm snake around your waist as he rested his chin over your shoulder.

"Am I?" Ace hums, nuzzling his face over the crook of your neck before he let go.

"Yeah. What gives?" You purse your lips, as you turned your head to an angle, nudging your nose against his cheek.

There was a pause before Ace chuckles, "Oh, no reason."

"Anyways I'm gonna play Magift with Grim." He adds, giving your cheek a kiss, leaving you dumbfounded.

"What was that all about?" You mumble to yourself as you watched Ace's retreating figure, before you continued washing the dishes.

-

The rest of the day was like any ordinary day, except for the fact that whenever you would glance at Ace, he would have caught your eye and would either throw you a wink or blow you a kiss.

It really shouldn't have bothered you, but your boyfriend who wasn't inherently handsy, was looking at you as if he's been struck by cupid's love arrow, falling in love with you all over again.

Maybe it was his new way of annoying you? You wondered to yourself. You snapped out your thoughts, when you heard the bedroom door open.

Speaking of the devil

"Kantokusei, let's go on a picnic" Ace suggests, plopping over the space next to you.

"Picnic? Like? Right now?" You repeated, growing more confused by the turn of events.

"Yeah! C'mon we only have two days left before school starts, let's at least make something out of it." He gave you a lopsided grin.

-

If there was one thing you could describe Ace, it would have been unpredictable. Though maybe unpredictable wasn't the right word.

You knew he would have something up in his sleeve, yet you still can't believe you would get caught offguard by it.

"So? How did you know about this place?" You huffed, picking out the leaves that managed to get stuck on your hair as Ace eagerly started laying out the picnic blanket.

"My older brother told me about it! I don't know if its ideal for a picnic, but hey we'll find out for ourselves" He throws you a smile over his shoulder.

Half an hour ago, you thought that Ace had planned the picnic somewhere in the Rose Maze.

That was until, he made no signs of stopping, treading a path within the maze, before he made a detour along the bushes.

Was it all worth it? You wondered as you occasionally felt thorns graze your arms as Ace led you deeper within the bushes, until you found a clearing.

"C'mon we don't got all day" He pats the space next to him.

"Please tell me we're not going back through those bushes" You sighed, feeling your legs giving in as you took up the space next to him.

"Heh, sorry about that" Ace gave you a sheepish smile, picking out a stray rose petal that was stuck on your hair.

You let out another sigh, before ruffling Ace's hair, "Why do I even put up with you?"

-

The picnic was, needless to say, one of the best one's you've ever had.

Ace's cherry tart was sweet, made sweeter by the fresh cherries he had brought back from the Rose Kingdom.

"So, how was it?" Ace asked, wiping the crumbs on the corner of your lips.

"It's delicious! Don't tell Trey but I think this has to be the best cherry tart I have ever tasted in a while." You smile, taking another spoonful of tart. "The cherries just melt in your mouth."

"You can never go wrong with a family recipe" Ace smiles proudly.

Time seem to past by when you're having fun as you spent a good hour talking about Ace's home country, the Rose Kingdom.

With stuffed faces, plates and utensils discarded to the side the both of you lay on the blanket, your arm loosely draped over Ace's waist as the both of you watched the sun beginning to set.

"Which reminds me" Ace starts, reaching out both of his hands outward before snapping his fingers, as light and sparks started to dance along his fingers, resembling sparklers.

Ace cheats a glance over your direction before he snaps his fingers once more, the tiny sparks began bursting into colorful heart patterns.

You stared in awe, reaching to take both his hands over yours. "How did you do that?" You looked over at Ace.

"Just a trick my brother taught me" He shrugged nonchalantly, snapping his fingers once again, igniting a spark that illuminated your face.

"Did you like our picnic date?" Ace asked, striking up a casual conversation as you two started packing up.

"I have to admit it, I never thought of you to go all out like this." You gestured, as you dusted yourself up before proceeding to fold the picnic blanket.

"Well, I did promise to take you with me during our breaks, but the Headmaster always finds an excuse to assign you to look after the school."

"So, I thought why not just bring the fun here? It took a lot of attempts to get the mini fireworks trick" Ace continues, rubbing the nape of his neck.

"But don't think too much about it, yeah? I just wanted to fulfill my promise." He added hastily, as he took the other end of the blanket, helping you fold it.

You let Ace ramble, clearly he was having his moment. Eventually silence fell on the both of you.

"Hey, Ace?" You were the first to break the silence, walking over to close the distance between the both of you.

Ace hums in response, looking over at you as you leaned over close enough that your lips brushed against his.

"I love you" you whispered before pulling him in for a thank you kiss.

It would have been the first time you've said those three words, as the two of you pulled away from each other, catching your breaths.

Did I really say that? Was this the right time to say it? Or was it at the heat of the moment? Should I take it back? What if Ace doesn't say it back? Your thoughts were in a frenzy.

Though you worry was all for a naught as Ace pulls you in for another kiss, "I can't believe you beat me to it."

#answered request #twisted wonderland #ace trappola #ace trappola x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst #twst ace #twst x reader

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YES YES it makes so much sense for chas’s dom strategy to be based in caretaking behaviors! Like I don’t think he’d be comfortable just ordering John to do whatever he wants, but I could see him kind of playing into *John’s* wants and needs in a way that John kind of instinctively wants to resist?? Sorry if that doesn’t make sense lol. Also, what do you think John would actually be like in subspace? More inclined to vocalize his pleasure, more clingy?

I always kind of skirt around the issue in fic but I always wonder at how John who by all appearances seems to want to be punished (I mean, in many ways, up to and including punishing himself), and comics canon has that being something he does explore with partners on the ~kink level as well, obviously; his other big canonical thing is bondage, iirc. Also just in general being a grumpy subby puppy.

But then in general, Chas' role in John's life isn't really that – he's one of the biggest defenders of John & his actions & reputation, and even when he's calling him out for shit & being all eyerolly & annoyed it's corrective but not necessarily like, punitive. Chas likes John & wants to help him do what Chas believes to be good things & in general be a better person (while also not being blind to the fact that John is often not great, as a person/friend/boyfriend/magic weirdo).

And bc show!Chas esp is a modern guy who presumably wants to distance himself from his terrible childhood, I like to think he'd be more on the pro-positive reinforcement end of the spectrum than anything.

All of which is maybe some bs intellectualizing on why my low-key favorite john/chas thing is praise kink. W/e! I just like it!! The intersection of John wanting to be punished but maybe more needing to be affirmed once in a while/often/at LEAST when it comes to sex bc he really is just messy everywhere else.

Like I don't want/need John to always be portrayed as RIGHT for doing the dumb shit he sometimes does & it's maybe enabling that Chas is often running around after him & taking care of him but that's just their dynamic!! And that could just be their ~sexual dynamic as well – Chas just really wanting to take care of him & affirming him & making sure he's letting himself enjoy what he enjoys. *chef's kiss*

John in subspace – I'm not really an expert in subspace which is probs obvious BUT I do think that it would just be such a vulnerable state bc on the one hand it's the whole blissed out, endorphine-rush high of it all, with Chas being able to be all warm and physically and verbally affectionate toward John but without John tensing up & freaking out about it, and maybe even able to let himself enjoy & soak it up. Also just lots of sighs and tired nuzzling.

Also I generally don't think Chas is adventurous enough for them to have outside the bedroom sex (esp if they're living in a shared space) but I am a SUCKER for the image of post-scene John being so overwhelmed by It All that he has to be scooped up and carried to bed (and then spooned aggressively as he properly comes down & back to his angsty/snarky self again).

#chastantine #john constantine #john constantine kissing dudes 2k14 #chas chandler #he's a bear. and he's a daddy. he's a daddy bear

[dirty-urie]

Date Night Part Two

Since this was originally supposed to be one part, all the same warnings, disclaimers, and author’s notes still apply.

Part One Here

“Sara, sweetheart, food’s almost here,” he whispers thirty minutes later. He’s wearing pajama pants with no shirt, and his torso’s still wet from the shower he took to rinse off. “Do you wanna go get yourself cleaned up while I set up the coffee table to eat?” He asks.

Sara shakes her head, “I get clingy and needy after sex-”

Brendon cracks a grin because he knows this, of course.

“So you’re stuck with me for the next couple of hours,” she finishes.

“Mm, that’s fine with me, babe. I just want you to be comfortable,” he responds, kissing her forehead.

She moves up into the kiss and realizes that a shower might be nice after all, “Actually, I am a little sticky. Come into the bathroom with me?”

“Anything you want, love,” he says, scooping her up and carrying her to the shower.

He turns the water on for her and then goes to sit on the counter while she rubs off the sweat under the spray. “B?” She calls.

“Yeah?”

“I know it’s nothing fancy, but when you rubbed my clit in little circles, I nearly died on the spot. Normally when I’m alone, I just stroke back and forth, but god, it felt so good to feel something new,” she says. Brendon doesn’t respond immediately. “B?” She calls back timidly, shy now. “B?”

She’s getting worried that he left without her hearing, so she pulls back the shower curtain and has to choke back a moan. Brendon’s still sitting on the counter, his head tipped back on the mirror, palming over himself through his PJ pants.

“God, Sara, sorry, I just love hearing how I make you feel, and I couldn’t help it,” he tells her.

Sara shuts the water off and walks across the bathroom to Brendon, paying no mind to how she’s dripping all over the tile. She yanks him up to his feet and drops to her knees on the padded bathmat in front of the sink. She pulls his pants down just enough- no underwear, she observes without surprise- and takes him in her mouth, getting him slick enough that she can stroke him to total hardness with her hand. Once he’s fully hard, she takes him back in her mouth and sucks hard, making his knees tremble. She bobs her head up and down, stroking him with her hand when she doesn’t have his whole length in her mouth.

He’s bracing himself against the counter to stay upright and not buck into her mouth. She moves down to just stimulate the tip while quickly stroking over the rest of him.

“Can you come for me? Food is going to be here any minute,” she says, looking up at him with big eyes.

“You playing with yourself down there, baby? Getting all wet from sucking me off?” He asks, the dirty talk getting him closer to the edge.

“Oh, you know it, gets me so hot, making you feel good. I wish I had one of my new toys, though,” she pouts before licking his dick again.

Brendon gropes behind him blindly, trying to find… bingo! It’s not a vibrator, but it does, well, vibrate, he thinks, hitting the button on his electric toothbrush. He hands it to Sara, who puts it between her legs without hesitation, pressing it against her clit.

She goes weak, moaning a buzzy hum over his cock while she sucks. She knows he’s close by the way his balls are drawing into his body, so she goes ahead and lets herself go. Tightening the pressure around his cock.

“Shit, babe, I’m gonna come,” he warns, hips bucking. “Can I come in your mouth or…?”

She holds up a thumbs up, and he comes, most of it staying in her mouth, but some ends up dripping down her chin. She swallows, and Brendon hands her a wad of toilet paper to wipe off the rest with.

He tucks himself back into his pants and then helps her back to her feet.

“Can I have my toothbrush back, love?” He requests softly.

Sara blushes and takes the still-vibrating toothbrush out from between her legs, “Sorry, I forgot I still had that.”

“No worries,” he responds with a soft chuckle, kissing her forehead. He takes the toothbrush and turns it off before rinsing it off under the sink. “Gosh, you did a number on this thing. It’s soaked,” he marvels, “My perfect messy girl.”

Just then, there’s a knock at the door. “Perfect timing, must be the food. I'll deal with that while you get dressed?” He suggests, and she nods, still a little dazed from the orgasm. Well, orgasms, plural.

She goes back to his room, where she stashed her bag and rummages through it for her pink silk slip nightgown. It’s super simple, just spaghetti straps with a straight-across neckline and then deep pink fabric straight down to just below her ass, but Brendon loves it. She suspects it’s just because she can’t move very much without flashing her butt, but he insists that the slip itself is gorgeous.

As she’s getting dressed, she hears the door open and Brendon apologizing for his relative state of undress, saying he just got out of the shower. Brendon’s naked more often than he’s clothed, so Sara just shrugs it off until she hears a giggle and flirting coming from the delivery girl.

Brendon stammers out that he has a girlfriend, but he’s flattered, but that doesn’t seem to be deterring the delivery girl, who makes an extra point to linger her hand on Brendon’s as she hands him the food. Sara strides out of his bedroom, “Hey, B, have you seen my panties? I can’t find them in your bed or your bathroom or the kitchen or the sofa, so I wonder if I left them in your pocket during our multiple rounds of lovemaking,” She calls before pretending to spot him and the girl for the first time by the door. She scootches in next to him and kisses him on the cheek, plastering a sickly-sweet smile on her face. “My apologies, didn’t know you had a guest,” she lies, shooting death beams at the delivery girl whose hand is on Brendon’s bicep. The girl retracts her hand, and Sara grabs a twenty-dollar bill from her wallet on the doorside table to tip her. Sara knows Brendon would’ve already tipped her on the website, but this more of a ‘please don’t touch my boyfriend without his consent tip’ than a ‘thank you for your work tip.’ “Have a nice day, ma’am,” Sara tells her, shutting the door.

Brendon smirks, but there’s a weariness behind it, “Way to save the day, baby. Getting possessive?”

“No, I love it when others check you out. Just validates how hot I am for you. You just sounded like you do when you get overwhelmed at the grocery store, and I figured you were feeling a little claustrophobic,” she explains.

Brendon nods. “I don’t mind a flirt, but she was getting way too handsy. And even then, it wouldn’t have been the end of the world; I just felt a little vulnerable being shirtless and all. She probably just wanted a big tip. I bet that works for her a lot. And y’know, I probably shouldn’t have been shirtless at all. If I was in a restaurant, they’d have every right to kick me out, so really, I’m lucky she didn’t blacklist my address,” he rambles, turning to get plates and silverware from the kitchen.

Sara touches his shoulder and grabs the bags of food from him. “Hey, B, you don’t need to justify your feelings, okay? I get it; she was in your space. Both your personal space by touching you and your physical area by being near your home. But it’s sweet of you to give her the benefit of the doubt. You’re probably right, I would guess that works with nine out of ten guys; she was cute. And hey, I gave her a nice tip to get her to go away, so it worked on us too.”

“And you got to brag to a stranger about our hot sex life, so it really did all work out in the end,” Brendon half-jokes, and she’s happy to observe that any panic seems to have left his body.

“Mhm, my favorite hobby. Maybe we should order dessert, and I can change into something even more slutty. This shows my ass so nicely, but my chest is totally covered,” she suggests, and he cracks a real smile for her. “Seriously though, you’re totally good?”

“Yes, ma’am, everything’s perfect,” he responds, and he’s telling the truth.

“Good, let me set up dinner then. You go relax on the sofa,” she orders.

Brendon goes to sit on the couch, knowing better than to deny a direct request. Sara plates the food and brings it to the now dim living room, where Brendon’s lit three candles in the center of the table.

“Awww, how romantic,” she praises, settling against Brendon with their food.

“I had more romance planned, I promise, I just weighed my options, and I cared more about snuggling with my girl than trying to overdo it on decorating the living room,” Brendon responds. “I do still have wine in the fridge if you want that?”

She twists around to kiss him. “The romance level is perfect. Consider me totally romanced. I think I’ll wait on the wine until later if that’s okay? It’ll make me sleepy, and I’m still interested in a round two,” she says, resting her hand against Brendon’s thigh.

“Whatever you want is fine with me, love,” he says, sighing contentedly.

***

“You’re falling asleep, babygirl.”

“Am not.”

“Your eyes are closed.”

“Your eyes are closed.”

Brendon smiles, “Do you wanna keep watching the movie, or do you wanna go to bed? If you’re sleepy, that’s fine, but we’ve gotta move to the bedroom then,” he murmurs.

Sara moves off the couch and stretches, turning on the light. “I’m not even tired; I took a nap earlier. It’s just the dim lighting and carb surplus. C’mon, let’s keep watching, it’s only 10 and we’re not even to the, ‘paint me like one of your French girls’ scene.”

“Okay, if you insist, then we’ll soldier on. I’ll get dessert,” he agrees, getting up to head to the kitchen.

“Ooo what’s for dessert?” she asks.

“Cannoli and coffee,” he responds.

Sara moans playfully. “God, Brendon, I’m so turned on right now.”

Brendon rolls his eyes. “I’ll try not to take offense that you’re more attracted to sweets than me.”

Sara wraps her arms around his waist from behind him. “I’d choose you over cannoli any day. Someone could offer me a thousand cannoli and I’d scoff in their face and then go kiss all over you. I love you, babe. Thank you for a great date night,” she says before spinning him around to kiss him.

“I love you too,” Brendon whispers against her lips. “Tonight was wonderful, and I owe it all to you.”

#i have a confession to make #I’m not entirely sure if cannoli is plural or not #I googled it and googled said that it is officially plural #but normally it’s singular in America #and I didn’t want any asks like Cannolis isn’t a word #but I kinda feel like one of those white people who say Cooba #like maybe I’m right but I sound like I’m The Worst #I drew the line at Cannolo though #I’m overthinking it #my work #Brendon Urie #Panic! At The Disco #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fiction #Brendon Urie Fanfiction #Brendon Urie x Sarah Urie #but not really #Brendon Urie x OC

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mind if i ask for some good soft stuff w Jeff and Toby? or Ben ! ...or EJ.........or Nina.... I'm sorry I will take literally anything I love ur hcs So Much and also Jeff needs more love uwu ((Gee Jeff how come u get to have so many bfs and a gf))

ILL DO SOME FOR EVERYONE!!! Jeff has50 billion partners we know this

this post got SUPER SUPER long i am so sorry everyonebut these r all like my favorite pairings ever SO…i wanna do them justice. under the cut because of the length!

Jeff x Toby

oh they just Love to mess with eachother and pull pranks on each other. toby especially loves to get at jeff withem. usually ends up making the other one just SO MAD

which then sometimes leads to playfighting .which then might lead to one of them getting pinned to the wall.which might end up in semi-angry makeouts .who knows hehe

parts-of-our-mouths-are-rotting-awaygang . toby likes kissing jeff a lil bit on his exposed teeth cus he thinksit’s funny. jeff acts annoyed by it but it makes him blush a little bit.

they both have the tendency to bekind of self destructive and just in general not doing basic self care stuff. sothey Try to keep a little bit of an eye on each other .they both hate to beover bearing but idk. they just care about each other a lot. And love eachother when they cant love themselves

toby and jeff both can be prettyemotionally explosive , so they try to keep each other as level headed aspossible. distracted and mentally ok so one of them doesn’t completely spiralout of control, though if that were to happen the other one will be there toget a hold of em.

The best way to calm either of themis grabbing a hold of them physically and holding their head in your arms untilthey chill out. Ungraceful maybe but effective and relatively easy.

they’re both pretty troubled, butthey’re trying to get it under control. They’re there for each other no matterwhat.

they like to go up to the humanworld late at night and fuck around. climb on stuff that shouldn’t be climbedon. play in fountains. vandalize shit. that’s date night for them. One day jeffgot ahold of some spray paint and they both went nuts with it, THAT was a goodday

Toby didn’t used to smoke till hemet jeff but now they’re both in it unfortunately aha..jeff kind of regretsgetting him into the habit but not much can be done about it now.

Since meeting Jeff toby’s definitelypicked up his kind of harsh sarcastic humor streak, and jeff’s actually gotten atiny bit nicer, though whether that’s of tobys influence or just the sideeffect of being in love is up for debate. So I guess there was a small exchangethere. They balance out nicely.

they both get beat up and injured alottt on the job, probably the most reckless ones of everyone. despite this,whenever the other one comes home all messed up the other one gets so freakedout and concerned, asking what happened and trying to take care of it. kind ofhypocritical but…they cant help it. 

they really really love each other.they wish they could both be healthier

Jeff x Ben

evenbefore they’re in a relationship they are Very close to each other. So whenthey actually get to dating, you know that’s solid. Nothing can tear themapart.

theywere very much, deeply in love with each other before ever admitting it . theyboth never wanted to say anything in case it ruined their close closefriendship but they both completely gave in eventually

they’rebest friends and best boyfriends at the same time. They’re each othersemotional and mental support. They love and care about each other so much, andare able to take care of each other so well because they so . deeply and intimatelyknow each other already. Yknow from being close for so long already. They reallydo trust each other with everything

it’slike they’re constantly together. They eat and sleep together, spend all daytogether, stay up all night together. It makes them happy, keeps them calm. The longest times they’re apart are when Jeff’s out killing or so injured he has to rest in his own room. 

Jeffhas his periods of really bad depression, and ben makes sure to be there forhim and take good care of him during these times. He’s very very calming andgentle and it keeps jeff calm and safe.

Ben,likewise, has long periods of bad depression too, which jeff helps himthrough. Takes care of him, keeps him distracted and comforted. Keeps himcompany.

Theyreally like to just hold each other and talk each other through things. Theyreally know how to communicate and what the other needs to hear and neverfeel lonely with the other around

Theylike to go out on the roof and smoke weed/cigarettes and kiss, sometimes they talksometimes they don’t. they could spend days alone with just each other.

They’ve known each other longer than they’ve known anyone else who lives there. that bond is special. and honestly, Jeff really is ben’s whole world. ben doesn’t know at all what he’d do without jeff. and jeff doesn’t know what he’d do without ben either. it feels like no one knows them like they know each other.

i guess the one little disconnect they have it ben doesn’t do the regular killing stuff like jeff does. doesn’t really get it. just stays home and does his own thing. sometimes he’s self conscious about it, like since he doesn’t do the same work as everyone else maybe he’s…weaker for it..or something. he doesn’t like to talk about it.

they’ve both been aloneand lonely for so long. Most of their lives really. So now that they have eachother they never ever want to let go

Jeff x EJ

Justas, a first things first, the moment ej sees jeff he already gets such a crushon him right away. It sounds so corny but he thinks jeff’s really the cutestguy he’s ever seen. A real love at first sight moment, even though hedefinitely doesn’t say anything about it at first.

EJ,also, is very much the caregiver type, and jeff desperately needs someone totake care of him, so they are really perfect for each other.

Jeffcan’t help but have a real soft spot for being taken care of , which ej is supposedto be doing for him anyway being the medic and all but still. Since ej’s been basicallyin love with jeff since forever he’s just so extra gentle and caring with himwhenever he’s hurt, it makes Jeff just melt…

I think ej’s very calm comforting level-headed logical personality is the main thing that makes jeff fall so hard for him. While he has other friends who try to help and support him ej actually seems to be the only one out of everyone who isn’t as badly effected by it. like he actually has the mental and emotional capabilities of supporting him. and slowly he just becomes so attached to and dependent on him, and he’s happy to love and support jeff

ej however has his really low points too, which jeff tries to help him through too. he holds ej in his arms and pets his hair or gently pats his back and listens to whatevers bothering him. which is all ej really needs. someone there with him. yknow

ej’svery casually affectionate, Jeff gets plenty of space if he wants but if they happento be around each other he loves to stand behind him and wrap his arms aroundhim, be close to him, touch his hair a little, run the back of his hand overhis cheek…really into light physical affection.

Couplevoted most likely to be caught making out in the closet randomly during the day

Ej isjust so completely in love with jeff, flaws and all, loves giving himattention, talking to him, taking care of him, giving him kisses. It is just embarrassinghow in love he is, even if he tries to only express it in private.

Jeffgets flustered and embarrassed easily with how sweet ej is to him, it stillgets him a little bit pink in the face even after being with him for so long, and tries to reciprocate it too. getting all cuddly and sweet with him when he feels the need to

Jeffloves bringing out ejs more outgoing social side. When they first met he wasvery reclusive and you know, loner-type, but jeff’s very outgoing andcenter-of-attention, so after some encouragement they’re both 100% party boystogether, which ej really needed. Being alone all the time was bad for him

Otherthan all that…They’re very strongly bonded and connected in a way they havetrouble describing. Ej just thinks jeff’s the most perfect man in the wholeworld , and Jeff thinks ej is just. perfect . so understanding and loving and caring and patient. he’s never met someone who puts up with his bullshit so well. and he is in Love

Jeff x Nina

Omg when nina finally gets to see him in person for the first time SHE IS SO EXCITED !!!! Runs up to him and gives him a huge hug, practically scooping him up off the ground !!!

He’s, very stunned at first, but gets his bearings back soon enough

After the initial rushed introduction, he learns why she’s here and he’s actually really flattered?

“You’re here??? For me??? you came all this way here to meet me???”

compliments really are the way to his heart lololol

and while he’s still kind of shocked from the whole thing….she is really cute….so that’s a plus

They spend a long time getting acquainted with each other, but nina naturally probably already knows a lot about him, which really just makes jeff more interested in her 

oh once they actually date for real nina is so happy!!! He’s everything she was hoping for and more!!! the guy of her dreams!!! he’s handsome and protective and cool but also sweet and caring and lets her cuddle up to him!!

Jeff has to come around to the idea first but once they’re dating for real he’s actually really happy too!!! She’s so energetic and sweet. its a much needed brightness to his life, he cant help but kind of fall in love with how affectionate she is. and how absolutely smitten she is with him

at the beginning she is very very clingy, goes everywhere with him,!! and he really does not object. honestly its a bit of an ego boost in addition to how much he really has accidentally fallen for her .

 but she does dial it down after a bit! she’s always just as sweet with him as ever though, as long as he allows it 

she’s actually a tiny bit taller than him, and uses that as an excuse to pick him up a little bit from time to time , which he protests, but she thinks its the cutest thing

she’s a very nurturing type girlfriend, she remembers all the stuff he has to do in a day and is checking in to remember if he’s done it. whenever he’s injured she insists on taking care of him

 EVERYONE notices after they start being together that he’s really cleaned himself up. like he showers regularly??? he’s started brushing his hair??? dressing?? semi-nicely??? he acts the same as ever, he’s just. cleaner. and everyone thinks she’s forcing him to be but actually he’s just started putting more effort in himself to impress his beautiful girlfriend, because he just reasons that she always puts so much care and effort into her appearance he should do, almost the same right?

#IM SORRY FOR ALL THE TYPOS IN THIS #BUT I CANT RE READ IT AGAIN ILL SCREAM GHJFGHJFG #jeff the killer x ben drowned #jeff the killer x ticci toby #jeff the killer x eyeless jack #jeff the killer x nina the killer #THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST #IM GOING TO BED NOW

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Our Place  Ben Hardy X Reader

Side note: I was shooketh in the middle of starbucks when I saw this because Hello i’M sOrRy 

Overview: You and Ben move into your first place together :) 

A/N: so, yea. I went there. I decided to trigger myself and then I thought I’ll just trigger others with me. I hope you guys like it, thank you so much for the support you legends. 

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“Ben?”

“Yea?”

“Can you help me please?”

Ben poked his head out of the door to see you leant against the wall, a shiny sheen of sweat on your forehead. The mattress you’d lugged up almost 12 flights of stairs sagged against the banister. Your boyfriend smiled “why didn’t you take the lift?”

“WOW, I hadn’t thought about that?” you rolled your eyes “you really are smart, aren’t you?”

“ooo sorry,” Ben chuckled, walking down the stairs and leaning on the mattress. “It didn’t fit did it? Why didn’t you just ask me?”

“I wanted to do it myself,” you confessed. Ben smiled. He then grabbed one side of the mattress and started to pull it up the stairs. Together the pair of you were able to move it the rest of the way up the stairs and into the new apartment. You dumped it in the middle of what would be the living room, piles of boxes like skyscrapers inhabiting everywhere else. You grinned widely “That’s it,” you turned to Ben “we’ve officially moved in together.” Ben couldn’t help but scoop you up and spin you around, enjoying the way your laugh echoed through out the empty space. “finally, I won’t have to deal with you being clingy when I had to leave your apartment every night.”

Your head was spinning slightly so the soft punch that was supposed to hit his chest brushed his arm. “I wouldn’t call it whining, more separation issues.”

He grabbed your chin gently with his thumb and knuckle and pulled you in to kiss you. The all too familiar feeling of melting took over your body as he pulled you in closer. Just then your mum walked in, carrying the last box from the car. She chuckled “at least wait until I’ve gone.”

“Sorry,” Ben smiled shyly “have my parents already gone?”

“this was the last box in their car,” your mum said. She dumped it on the floor before opening her arms “come give me a hug before I go.” You went over and squeezed your mum, suddenly feeling a little sad. Even though you’d lived away from home for a while it was always difficult to say goodbye. “You’ll love it,” she whispered in your ear, before tapping your cheek lightly with her ringed hand. “Come on Ben,” she smiled, pulling Ben into a hug and giving him three quick rubs on the back. Ben kissed her cheek and then with a wave she went, closing the door with a click. It was just the two of you now.

“Do you want to start unpacking now or call it a day?”

“We can sleep in here tonight,” you said “I can’t be assed to set up the bed frame.”

Ben grabbed the box labelled “duvet” and dumped the contents onto the floor. You arranged the duvet, pillows and blankets until they resembled a nest on top of the mattress; Ben went into the kitchen and grabbed a pan and the carton of milk you’d bought earlier.

“You want to watch a movie?” you called.

“You pick,” Ben said “My Mac’s on the chair.”

 By the time you’d picked the movie, a classic that you both loved, Ben brought back two large steaming mugs of hot chocolate. He flopped onto the bed and wrapped a blanket around your shoulders. “Good choice,” he smiled. The pair of you fell into a comfortable silence, only broken occasionally by the slurp of drinks. Ben had made it the way you loved it- full fat milk, cream and chocolate powder. It was those little things that made him so amazing; he did it all to make you happy.

The movie had started to pick up but your eyes were glued on Ben. He was leaning on one elbow, his forehead lined slightly as he concentrated on the screen. He’d been wearing a beanie all day, so his hair was disheveled. The crease of his mouth was stained with chocolate. He was naturally gorgeous and the sight of him made it difficult to breath. He kept his eyes on the screen but he said “You’re not watching.”

“How could I be watching the movie when you’re so much better to look at?”

That got his attention. He slinked an arm around you and pulled himself close so you were lying on his chest. He engulfed you in his arms and peppered your forehead with soft kisses, only stopping when your baby hairs tickled his nose. It got warmer as the blanket tangled around your limbs, but you didn’t want to move it for fear the moment would be broken. The movie was left abandoned; instead you watched the light on the ceiling change from a soft gold to a deep purple blue. It was the middle of winter in London and normally you would have been freezing cold, but you were warm against Ben’s chest as you wrapped your arms under his t-shirt. He hissed slightly as your cold hands touched his warm back, but enjoyed the feeling of your fingertips stroking the softer parts of his skin. He lent his cheek against your head. A feeling of total bliss filled him, one that only you were able to give him.

“I can’t believe this place is ours,” you sighed dreamily.

“I know,” Ben smiled “No more commuting for an hour on the tube to your apartment.”

“No more skype calls when one of us are sick.”

“The place we’ll live when we get married.”

“The place we’ll bring our first baby.”

“First baby?” Ben raised his eyebrows “How many kids are you wanting?”

“I honestly don’t know,” you laughed “Knowing us we’ll be stupid and end up with 12.”

“and I’d love them all the same,” Ben smiled. “We’d probably have to move again though if we were to have 12 kids.”

“What would we call them?”

“we’d have to call one of boys Joe.” At that you burst out laughter, burying your face in his chest. “We’d have to, Joe would kill me,” Ben smiled, laughter edging his tone. You nodded. “If we have a son first, he’ll call him Joe.”

“Joe Hardy.”

Ben hadn’t even realised that his hand had moved to rest on your abdomen. He didn’t move it away. You smiled into his chest. “You sure you’d want to create a human sharing our DNA? That poor child.”

“It’s alright,” he clicked his tongue “only one of the parents have to be good looking to make sure the kids not ugly.”

You rubbed his chest “aw honey, don’t put yourself down like that. You’re not that ugly. I’M KIDDING,” you laughed at Ben’s gasp “I’m kidding.”

 “I’m quite hurt by that,” Ben teased. He felt his heart soften like warm caramel when you grabbed his face, squishing his cheeks slightly “You know I think you’re stunning.”

“I must have something if you’ve stuck with me.”

“A massive bank account.”

“Ha ha,” Ben smiled, cuddling you in closer as a shroud of drowsiness suddenly engulfed him. He moved his head away, let out a big yawn, and then pulled the blanket up to your chin and his shoulder. He kissed your temple once more, whispering in your hair that he loved you. He didn’t know what you said next, he’d already fallen asleep, but it didn’t matter- it was your voice, and that was the last thing he always wanted to hear.

#ben hardy #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy x oc #hardy #roger taylor #roger taylor x reader #roger taylor x oc #bohemian rhapsody #imagine #fluff #joe mazzello #fanfiction #cute

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another fic

shinkami and kiribaku

jealous shinsou

y’all i tried

i wanna be friends

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17786339

sum:  Shinsou's got a thing for Kaminari and he thought maybe Kaminari had a thing for him too, until he joins the class and notices Kaminari is like that around everyone.

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Sero and Kaminari were…close. Shinsou knew that, but how close? He really wasn’t sure.

He had thought Kaminari had been coming on to him, and pretty heavily too, back at his practical test. But after officially transferring to class 1-A and seeing the way the blonde acted around his friends it became clear that Kaminari was just… like that. With pretty much everyone.

Namely, especially, with Sero.

“Hanta,” Kaminari whined, “I’m sleepy.” He squirmed his head in Sero’s lap as he laid on the communal couch, trying to get comfortable.

“Aw, poor baby,” Sero cooed, he chuckled as Kaminari pouted.

“Hanta,” Kami whined again as Sero laughed.

“Look, dude, I’m sorry. I can’t hang out for much longer, Todoroki said he’d help with my Japanese homework.”

“ugh,” Kaminari groaned but relented and sat up on the couch. “Fine, ditch your poor little baby Denki and go off with some katy perry piece of ass,” he grumbled.

Sero rolled his eyes, “jesus, Denki, just go nap in your room. Or find someone else to sleep on,” he brushed off his jeans as he stood. “I’ll see you later, k, babe?”

Still pouting he waved Sero off, “fine, fine. Later, babe.” Sero rolled his eyes again and headed towards the elevator. Kaminari sighed and bit his lip, going over his options.

“Hey, Kami!” Kirishima greeted with a smile, plopping down beside him on the couch.

“Kiri!” All previous signs of pouting washed away as Kaminari hugged Kirishima around the waist. “Thank god you’re here! Hanta just totally ditched me!”

“Yeah, with good reason too, you clingy bitch,” Bakugou’s annoyed voice rang through the communal space. “Get the fuck off of Kirishima,” he muttered prying Kaminari’s hands away and pushing him to the other side of the couch. He sat between the two of them before Kaminari had a chance to slide his way back to Kirishima’s side.

“You’re so mean, Kacchan,” Kami pouted. “Can I cuddle with you, then?”

“No.”

“Ugh! You’re so unreasonable! I can’t cuddle with Kirishima, even though he certainly doesn’t object to it! And I can’t cuddle with you because you’re a prickly bitch!” Kaminari groaned, “Kirishima!” He leaned away from the couch to meet the red head’s gaze past Bakugou, “say something, man! It’s not fair!”

“Uh,” Kirishima left Kaminari’s eyes to meet Bakugou’s. “Sorry, bro. It’s just that…uh…Well…”

“Kirishima can’t cuddle with you because he has to be open in case Bakugou wants to cuddle later when he thinks we’re too tired to notice.” Ashido said casually, slipping onto the couch beside the three.

“You raccoon eyed freak!” Bakugou growled. Kirishima tried to laugh it off, grabbing Bakugou’s shoulder and patting his chest in an attempt to calm him down….and in position to hold him back in case that didn’t work.

She winked at him and laughed, which only agitated him more. Shinsou was sure she was dead.

However, Shinsou watched in quiet amazement as he breathed deeply and leaned into Kirishima more. Bakugou was calming himself down and openly using Kirishima to do it. Like open, openly. Like they were in the common room and Shinsou was not the only one seeing this. Like holy fuck, he had only known Bakugou a month or two, tops, and he never would have expected this.

“Fucking whatever,” he muttered, eyes closed. “You guys wanna watch a movie or something?”

Kirishima smiled and moved to subtly and yet still entirely noticeably wrap his arm around Bakugou’s back, “yeah, Kats, sure. What do you want to watch?”

Wow, okay, they were way closer than Shinsou thought. He glanced around the common room but no one else really seemed bothered. He wondered if this was actually a much more usual occurrence than he thought. He caught Midoriya smiling at the scene from the kitchen and thought about asking him. But the green haired boy left up the stairs before he got the chance to.

He decided it really didn’t matter. He turned his attention back to the four of them. People watching was something he did often. Ever since his quirk presented people avoided having to talk to him so he took to watching them from the sidelines and listening. It was good practice for hero work, honestly. He excelled at recon work because of it.

“I swear to god, dunce face, get the fuck off of me. Cuddle with Ashido if you’re so set on it!” He watched as Bakugou shoved Kaminari off the couch and onto the ground. They had turned off the lamps and previews were playing out on the tv. Guess they had picked a movie then.

“Mina,” Kaminari turned to the pink skinned girl with puppy dog eyes and an overexaggerated pout on his lips, “can I please cuddle with you?”

“Aw, Kami, babe, my sweet prince,” she opened her arms and smiled, “of course.” Smiling, he scrambled off the floor and into her open arms.

“I love you,” he murmured, tucking himself into her side.

“I love you too,” she giggled.

“Shut up, the movie is starting,” Bakugou throw a pillow at them.

“You’re just jealous,” Kaminari stuck out his tongue as Bakugou rolled his eyes.

Maybe Sero and Kami were just friends, he really did act like that with everyone…Well, all of his friends at least. Shinsou wondered if Kaminari considered them friends…If he did…Would he cuddle with him like that? His body felt hot just imagining it. Probably not, he reminded himself. He ate lunch with the group of friends and found himself hanging out with them a bit more than the rest of the class, but he doubted he was considered part of their group. Or that Kaminari would cling to him the way he did to Ashido or Sero. He literally just said he loved Ashido and, even if they were friends, Kaminari didn’t love him. He clenched his fist and tried to bring his focus away from the blonde.

Even if Kaminari did consider him a friend. Even if he did love him. It wouldn’t matter.

If the way he acted around Sero and Mina was just something platonic, Shinsou wouldn’t be able to handle it. His heart would beak every time he tried to enjoy it.

If the way he acted around Sero or Mina wasn’t platonic… then…well… Then his heart was already broken.

He ended up enamored with Kaminari’s every reaction. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure what movie they had watched. Kaminari didn’t really like it though, that he knew for sure. He had winced more than once and spent most of the movie turned away from the screen. Face in the couch, head leaned against Ashido’s shoulder. She didn’t really pay Kaminari any mind and Shinsou felt that a crime.

If that were him Kaminari was leaned into, he’d have wrapped his arms around the boy at the first sign of wincing. He’d have combed his fingers through his obviously soft blonde hair to calm his down. He would have… He’d have wanted to… To kiss… to distract him. Or, if Kaminari would want to, he’d have just scooped the blonde in his arms and carried him back to his dorm and cuddled with him there… Watched a different movie or fallen asleep… Whatever Kaminari wanted.

He was suddenly glad Ashido didn’t pay Kaminari any mind, if she had done all that for the boy he would have torn out his air…or thrown up… or fought her or something equally as stupid. Kaminari deserved all that, obviously, but Shinsou wanted it to come from him.

He dropped his head into his arms on the table in front of him. This was so fucking stupid. He was training to be a hero now! He shouldn’t even have time for relationships! He should focus.

He peaked through his arms back to the group. The movie was officially over. Most of the common room had cleared out and gone to bed. In fact, besides him and the four, he didn’t think anyone else was still around. Ashido stood, ignoring as Kaminari fell onto the couch behind her.

“Ow, Mina, a little warning next time,” Kaminari grumbled as he straightened up.

“Sorry,” she yawned and stretched out her back, “Well, that’s it for me. I’m heading to bed, boys. See y’all tomorrow.”

“Night, Mina,” Kirishima whispered. Kaminari murmured out something similar.

“Later, pinky,” Bakugou muttered, muffled by Kirishima’s shirt as he leaned against him. She smiled at them and headed off to the girl’s dorms.

“Alright, we should head to bed too,” Kirishima stood up, gently holding Bakugou to keep him from falling in the process. (Unlike Ashido had done). Bakugou straightened out so Kirishima could remove his hold from him. He let Kirishima stretch before he reached out his arms to him.

“Ei,” he said it softer in both tone and volume than anything Shinsou had ever heard him say. Kirishima smiled in delight and a deep fondness Shinsou felt uncomfortable noticing. He leaned down and let Bakugou wrap his arms around his neck while he gripped under his thighs.

Kirishima hefted him up into his arms. “You good, Kats?” He whispered. Bakugou nodded and nuzzled his face into his neck.

“I’m tired.”

Kirishima chuckled softly, “I know, I know. We’re going to bed.”

Shinsou’s face burned in guilt and embarrassment. This was definitely not something he was meant to see. He wanted to shrink away. He tried to remain perfectly still and hoped they wouldn’t notice him.

“Good night, you guys… I love you,” Kaminari whispered

“We love you too, Kami,” Kirishima responded. Bakugou hummed what sounded like agreement. Kaminari smiled as they walked off towards the elevators.

Then he was alone.

Well. Actually, they were alone.

But, blessedly, Shinsou had gone unnoticed. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen… That scene they made earlier showed something teetering the edge of a relationship, sure, but the whole group seemed like that… so…

Bakugou? Bakugou had a boyfriend? Out of everyone in their class, Bakugou was the last person he would expect to be in a relationship. The boy was so…one track minded. He was so determined to be a hero, no… To be the number one hero. But still, he made time to watch a movie with…his boyfriend and his friends.

And if Bakugou could have a boyfriend, then he could too… right?

That still didn’t answer if Kaminari was single though… In fact, that aspect was gloomier than before.

Bakugou and Kirishima teetered the edge of a relationship in public and they really were in a relationship.

So, it wouldn’t be surprising if Kaminari and Sero… too.

God, he couldn’t even finish the thought. Shinsou was pretty sure Ashido and Kaminari were not an item, she had seemed rather caviler as to his wellbeing during and after the movie.

But Sero… They inexplicitly referred to each other as ‘babe,’ they called each other by first name, they were super touchy… Or well, Kaminari was… God, he was getting nowhere. All of that could be said about Ashido and Kaminari’s relationship as well. Well, they called each other ‘babe’ less often then him and Sero but still-

“Shinsou?” Kaminari’s surprised whisper cut through his thoughts and iced his spine. Panicked, he sat up straight and immediately stretched. Maybe he could pass off like he had been sleeping.

“Oh, hey, K-kaminari,” he forced out, trying to appear relaxed. “What’s up? What time is it?”

“Uh, like ten…thirty?…” Kaminari eyed him suspiciously, “dude, were you sleeping?”

“Yeah, I just woke up,” Shinsou answered in what he hoped was a casual tone. His voice was very monotone which did not help in situations like this, the slightest inclination could give him away as not calm. He wondered if Kaminari was worried he had seen Bakugou and Kirishima earlier.

“Ah, okay, good,” Kaminari bought it and exhaled in relief. Shinsou smiled, he was so lucky it was Kaminari that noticed him and not any one of the other three. He had a huge crush on the boy but, damn, he was gullible.

It was adorable though, if probably not a great trait for a hero to have.

“You heading up to bed?” he asked. Kaminari nodded and yawned.

“I napped a little too,” he admitted, “during the movie we were watching but I’m still exhausted… and I’m sure Hanta will want to train in the morning again.”

“Oh,” Shinsou felt his smile drop but he was too tired to try to fake it, “you and Sero train in the mornings, huh?”

“Ugh, yeah,” Kaminari groaned and plopped himself into the seat beside Shinsou. “We used to train in the evenings, after dinner, but now he’s always hanging with Todoroki.” His face scrunched up, annoyed….and adorable. “I don’t care because I know he’s really good friends with Todoroki too, but waking up early is still annoying.” He sighed now and leaned his head against the back of his chair, “I mean, it’s probably all for the best because we usually didn’t actually train in the evening. We’d just make excuses like we ate too much or we’re too tired and play video games of hang out instead. But in the mornings, we don’t have an excuse to make so we end up actually working out. Plus, Bakugou and Mina train in the mornings so we have a people to scold us if we don’t.”

“Bakugou and Mina train together?” Shinsou asked surprised.

“I know right? You totally wouldn’t expect it,” Kaminari smiled proudly, “Mina might seem like a slacker but she’s really strong physically. She’s in the top of the class. She started training with Bakugou because she felt she relied too much on her quirk for endurance and mobility, since she can use it too slide around and stuff. Bakugou’s training is actually mostly stuff like yoga and long distance running, exactly what she wanted to do.”

“What about Kirishima?” he found himself asking, they seemed inseparable.

“Kirishima…Why?” Kaminari leant his head off the chair and squinted at him. Shinsou felt himself sweating under his gaze, maybe the blonde hadn’t bought his lie as easily as he thought.

“I just thought, if you and Sero train together, and Bakugou and Ashido train together… You know that’s like… The whole… Friend group? So what does Kirishima do?”

“Oh,” Kaminari relaxed, “I get it. He trains with Tetsutestu from class 1-B. They have really similar quirks so their training is almost the exact same. Bakugou, and even Mina, join them sometimes for strength training but they don’t want to bulk up like they do.”

“That makes sense… What kind of training do you and Sero do?”

“We do really basic stuff… We haven’t found our, like, rhythm yet or whatever… I don’t know what kind of training I need most with my quirk, you know?”

“Right,” Shinsou nodded, resting his chin in his hand, “that makes sense.”

“Yeah,” Kaminari watched him for a moment. “You could train with us if you want? I know Hanta’s tape and your capture weapon could be used in similar ways so…it might be good for you guys to train together.”

Shinsou grunted in response. He wasn’t too fond of the idea of training with the guy who may be dating the object of his affection. On the other hand, however, Kaminari had a point and he did like Sero just fine… Plus training with Sero would only get him closer to the friend group in general…

“Yeah, maybe I will. If that’s cool… What time do you guys train?”

Kaminari smiled, “we train at five am, just in the yard behind the dorms. We don’t really do quirk training… The teachers don’t like us to do that outside of the gyms and training grounds, but we could do that after school sometime! Or the weekends. But yeah! Will you come?”

“Sure,” Shinsou licked his lips and smiled, “I’ll be there.”

“Sweet,” Kaminari held out his fist. Shinsou eyed it for a moment before catching his drift.

“Ah,” he murmured tapping the held out fist with his own. Kaminari giggled and hopped off his chair.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, bro!” he called and skipped off to his dorm. Shinsou sighed in the silence and glanced back at his hand.

Yeah, bro.

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