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-movie marathon event - canceled lol
various jjk characters following the themes of movies :) yay!
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yuuji itadori
-my type (+18!)
Yuuji Itadori is a total knockout boyfriend - the only hitch? Youâre nothing like his usual type of woman, and itâs making you unsure.
-yuuji w/ a gyaru honey
general headcanons :p
-then, and again, and once more (pt. 1) (+18!)
Yuuji tries to impress you and win your heart, with the help of Sukuna⊠who seems weirdly knowledgeable about and interested in you. (18+)
-ANOTHER ONE (pt. 2) (+18!)
sukuna takes over yuuji's body to bang ya. porn without plot
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megumi fushiguro
-sun and moon
Like sunshine and moonlight, Megumi and you. Thatâs his dream.
airhead reader
-airhead but with shoko, suguru, and satoru in high school :)
1 - general headcanons + drabbles
2 - 5K + words of crack
-you being the first-year airhead for 1705 words [OG airhead]
airhead reader in the older writing style
tag: airhead reader
-airhead reader in the new slay writing style
tag: airhead regen
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mahito
-possession
Grief is ugly, you knew that. The hole where your husband used to be just keeps growing until you canât take it anymore.
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aki hayakawa
-just give me one night, will you?
Aki tells you that he doesnât want to fight the Gun Devil (FUCK MAKIMA).
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denji hayakawa
-loopy denji fluff drabble :P
anon request: denji x (fem) reader with them sleeping in the bed and maybee like how denji acts like loopy after the bloodloss back at the apartment after a blood transfusion or wtvr
-denji realizing he's your type
anon request: reader (fem) wrote about her dream dude, but like perfectly described denji and accidentally left it out and he sees it and realized like "dude, that's me!
-denji caring for you while you're sick
anon request: (fem) reader is sick or something and denji's there to take care of herÂ
-i am a sword // i am a shield
The Rejection Devil gets put on a new mission â to be Denjiâs girlfriend so he doesnât blow his cover as a normal guy living a normal life! A very normal Valentine's Day fic :)
-engloutir
Denji has never been one to see himself as a âsettle downâ kinda guy, but now he might be ready for you (not so much plot).
-chainsaw "mommy kink" man (+18!)
i was thinking about that thing fujimoto said about denji going after makima cuz he needs that maternal figure in his life for a lil too long
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eddie munson
-MASTERLIST: ex-potential boyfriend (10 things i hate about you)
Jim Hopper places a new rule against dating for both his adopted daughters - Eleven canât date if you donât - and Mike hires Eddie Munson to get around it. Unfortunately for Eddie, you are renowned by peers for being a horrid shrew.
-fanservice pride fic
written during '23 pride because i needed a bisexual eddie to come out as bisexual to when i Realized(TM)
-he's in a band
You and Eddie are forced to team up and make him into Snowflake King material so that you can beat Jason Carver in a bet (for fifty bucks and the success of Lucas Sinclairâs high school basketball career).
-unusually short eddie fic for valentine's day
After being stood up on a Valentineâs picnic date, a friendly neighbor boy comes to end the embarrassment.
-eddie/s.o with goldenhar syndrom
youâre waiting to go into reconstructional surgery, and your boyfriend - Eddie - wonât stop trying to read your patient form.
-freakâs church
Eddie Munson has been trying to court you in his own special way since kindergarten and now he may finally get a chance thanks to Mrs. O'Donnellâs stupid poetry contest.
-1988 VAMPIRE ORGY TOUR
While on tour with Corroded Coffin, Eddie canât help but notice that at every stop - from Indianapolis to San Diego - he happens to run into you.
-monachopsis
Eddie gets severely jealous of Dustinâs babysitter, but then he meets you and finds that you two are similarly wired (neurodivergent and misunderstood in the 80s).
-the third (feat. chrissy cunningham [smut ramblings mdni])
part one
part two
part three
-self-indulgent blurb of eddie meeting hopper
you bring Eddie home to meet your adoptive father, Jim Hopper.
-skipping through a john hughesâ movie
Your Home Economics teacher assigns a project - take care of an egg for a full week and present it. You end up paired with Eddie âthe freakâ Munson. At least your best friend, Chrissy, seems excited for you.
-the cheerleader you hate
you, a hot cheerleader, are put into a group project with Eddie, a hot nerd, that requires a visit to the Hawkinsâ art museum. Neither of you does a very good job of hiding your secret friendship, or your feelings for each other.
-the geekification of chrissy cunningham (feat. chrissy cunningham)
phase one - weed and puppy love
phase two - beating the shit out of her ex
phase three - obligatory and unabashed epilogue (and smut [mdni])
Following her public break-up with Jason Carver, Chrissy Cunningham finds comfort and affection in two of Hawkins' most renowned freaks. Coincidentally, you and your boyfriend, Eddie, both seem to have a crush on the poor girl.
-within six days
1 - âDo you bite your thumb at us, sir?â
2 - âO, I am Fortuneâs fool!â
3 - âO, speak again, bright angel, for thou art as glorious to this night.â
4 - âJuliet is the sun.â
5 - âFor I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.â
6 - âParting is such sweet sorrow.â
7 - âO Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?â
8 - âSin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.â
You, the valedictorian to-be, and Eddie, the bimbo pothead, start studying together so he can graduate. In return, he shows you a more âwildâ life.
-the one and only
Eddie picks you up from a party when youâre on a bad high and then you two agree to go on a date the next day.
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chrissy cunningham
-the third (feat. eddie munson [+18!])
part one
part two
part three
-slumber party (+18!)
Chrissy comes to Corroded Coffinâs show and then makes the hot bassist (you) cum (you teach her how).
-part 2 (+18!)
-why did you ask me out?
1 - the setup
2 - just how it used to be
3 - heartbroken but alive
4 - evil trance
5 - background characters to commercial lines
You and Chrissy are long-lost best friends that join sides to pull one over on the girls hoping to make you prom queen as a bet. Things donât always go to plan - sometimes you realize youâre in love and sometimes the girls shoot back at you.
-the geekification of chrissy cunningham (feat. eddie munson)
phase one - weed and puppy love
phase two - beating the shit out of her ex
phase three - obligatory and unabashed epilogue (and smut [mdni])
Following her public break-up with Jason Carver, Chrissy Cunningham finds comfort and affection in two of Hawkins' most renowned freaks. Coincidentally, you and your boyfriend, Eddie, both seem to have a crush on the poor girl.
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robin buckley
-like batman!
You and Robin get Kill Bill teenager-style revenge on Jason Carver and his friends after they spread a nasty rumor about you. Sapphic ways ensue (Do Revenge but a little gay).
-slender aphrodite has overcome me
You and Robin were supposed to work on a chemistry project, but then she takes you to Loversâ Lake. Also, Eddie supports lesbians.
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steve harrington
-steve harrington loses his mojo
Steve and you are both depressed kids working towards nothing specific. Maybe you should kiss (AKA a convoluted three times Steve watches his friends be in happy relationships and the one time he gets into one).
horror movie collection (halloween special)
-includes American Psycho, Halloween, Scream, Friday the 13th, Fear Street, and Jennifer's Body
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ragnvaldr | the outlander
-smut blurb (+18!)
anon requested general smut :)
-kanin under maanen (+18!)
Desperate to survive the dungeons as an inexperienced fighter, you latch onto the man from the North -- the one smearing monsters into paste with single blows.
-untitled fluff blurb
you n rag live in a cabin and have a good time
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pavel yudin | bremen lieutenant
-P(AV) IN V (+18!)
you and pav fight⊠and then make up :3 with cool kitchen counter sex
-general bf headcanons
requested! :P
-The Lovers
Olivia asks you to watch over Pavel after his encounter with the Kaiser, and you're not the most professional nurse.
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daan von dutch | the doctor
-smut blurb (+18!)
anon requested BANGING
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henryk kimikov | the chef
-fluff blurb
anon requested! you work as a waitress at kimikovâs with henryk as the chef! heâs kind of a weirdo, but at least heâs handsome and shares food
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karin sauer | the journalist
-BOOB TOUCH (+18!)
anon requested boob squeezing
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Please.. anything for Henryk⊠I love my loser malewife⊠Iâm starving âŠ
833 words / notes - milk toast fluff, gender neutral, not even re-read for an edit
summary - you work as a waitress at kimikov's with henryk as the chef! he's kind of a weirdo, but at least he's handsome and shares food
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Lady and Sir of Kimikovâs are exceptional bosses. More often you encounter the lady, a sweet woman edging sixty, as she handles more of the front end service of their family restaurant. Her husband, mild-mannered and humble pushing seventy, is usually stowed in the back office to count bills and manage expenses. Naturally, you prefer Lady, but youâll happily force an encounter with Sir if it means not having to speak with their useless son.
Useless is harsh, he is the cook after all.
Does not make you any less annoyed with him, though. All he does is stare. Petrifying blues boring into your frame as you flit this way and that on the floor, carrying platters of his cooking to mellow regulars and starry-eyed newcomers. You always feel his gaze on your back, bleeding you out like a leech and having the audacity to coyly look away when you catch him.
Today, even. Fresh off a Saturday lunch rush, youâre leaning against one of the walls closest to the kitchen door. Legs jellied and arms burning from the prolonged straining when you spot him again. Shamelessly blinking out at you through the window into the kitchen, then startling back and jerking his gaze away when he realizes youâre staring back.
Kimikovâs front door squeals open, you push off the wall to greet and serve until Lady Kimikov lays a shaky hand on your shoulder. She smiles and shakes her head, cooing quietly, âRest awhile, dear, you havenât had your own lunch yet, have you?â
You shake your head and she passes to seat the couple in a freshly cleaned booth.
âUh- â calls from the kitchen, âHeyâŠâ
Turning, you see Henryk leaning out of the window -- unable to meet your eyes, but cheeks aflame with red. Heâs pushing a plate towards you.
âFor me?â you ask redundantly.
He nods.
You push open the door to the kitchen and come around to snatch the plate, sitting beside Henryk at one of the stools his poor old father uses. Steaming pierogi that make your mouth water, but before you can pluck one tentatively between your fingers, curiosity stops you.
âDo I have to pay for this?â
To avoid locking eyes with you, he glances out at the patrons taken by his mother. Henryk folds his arms and leans against the counter in faux nonchalance, âNo. No, donât worry about it. If my parents say anything, Iâll handle it.â
âReally now?â
The shallow boldness deflates from him instantly, Henryk frowns at you with a forced chuckle, âAm I so easy to read?â
âI just know you,â you wave his worries, giving in to your hunger and fiending on the dish in your lap, âYou make excellent security to strangers.â
He snorts at that, âPapa could only scare off children⊠Well-behaved children, at that.â
âSo specific.â
âChildren hardened and accustomed to the streets will find nothing to fear in my father,â Henryk sighs, though his tone is alight and delighted like what heâs admitting is a point of pride, âNot that heâd willingly frighten children anyway.â
âMhm,â you hum around the soft potato and melted cheese in your mouth, savoring the flavors, ââs is good.â
âIs it?â if Henryk had to approximate, he hears that (or some variation of compliments to the chef) around thirty times a day -- when it's slow -- but for some odd reason, it weighs heavier when you say it, âYou mean it?â
âDelicious!â
âThank youâŠâ he looks down at his feet bashfully.
âYouâre so easy to read,â you blurt.
Rather than fighting the accusation, Henryk takes the order ticket from his approaching mother and muses, âDid you know I wanted to be an actor as a kid?â
âNo!â
âYes,â he crosses the floor to wash his hands before cooking, âWhat a nightmare that wouldâve been, huh?â
âIâm glad you found culinary instead,â at your half-baked confession, Henryk pauses. Finally, his eyes find yours, they scan from your head to your feet and back into your eyes. Digging for more, a silent prayer for you to continue. To say what he wants to hear.
Heâs so easy to read.
âIf you hadnât,â so you do continue, âthen we wouldnât have met. Or at least, wouldnât see each other every day.â
âThatâs a plus?â he asks unsurely.
âWho would I be if I didnât have you watching me all the time?â you tease, and he shakes his head, eyes clenching in obvious embarrassment.
âHow terrible of meâŠâ
âMaybe just do this from now on instead,â you raise your plate, âMuch more inviting.â
âIâll keep it in mind,â he turns away again, slower and more hesitant. Visibly unwilling to return to work.
âGood,â and now you search him, every muscle twinge and flinch.
He wants to say more, you sense he feels the need to.
But, ultimately, he does not. Only returning a stiff, âGood.â before devoting himself to the stove.
Oh, well⊠maybe next time Henryk will gather the courage to finally declare his feelings.
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g..guhhâŠi need dâarce or karinâs boobs on myHands right NYEOWW!! đđ
YOU AND ME BOTH BROTHER... wrote karin... might do d'arce another day
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warnings - idk groping... GROW UP
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âSoâŠâ
âSo?â
âYou ever consider emotional comfort as part of your job?â
âGet away from me.â
âAw!â you frown, throwing both arms around Karinâs shoulders and laying your full weight against her back, âWhy are you so mean?â
âYouâre an idiot,â she continues studying a geography book on the town of Prehevil, an apparent need before stepping on train to visit the area, âWhy would I ever provide emotional support?â
âJust for me!â you whine, loosely curling your arms around her neck, âI need the support.â
Karin finally looks up from her book, glaring at you through her lashes, âWhat?â
Hoping over the arm of your shared couch, you lean obnoxiously into Karinâs bubble -- resting your chin on her shoulder, âI want your attention. Youâve been staring at maps for days. I feel like a forgotten toy. You dare discard me? After all Iâve done for youâŠâ
âI pay our electricity. And our water. No?â Karinâs tone is cold, but her grin melts straight through your bones, âI even cover our groceries. Something Iâm sure we agreed youâd take over.â
âI offer emotional support in turn!â
âDid you hear that phrase recently? Youâre so obsessed suddenlyâŠâ
âJust want attention,â your eyes stray from hers, down the pale slant of her neck and towards the swell of her chest, âHow am I meant to hide my feelings?â
Karin laughs at your bold display of staring. Then louder when you squeeze the blanket thrown over her lap.
âI have to focus, I canât commit any debauchery while thereâs still reading light in the windows.â
âThen donât commit the debauchery, I can do it myself,â you coo, âItâll be like a massage. It could even ease your back pain.â
âTempting,â she scoots forward, toward the edge of the couch so you can slip behind her. Your legs bracket her waist, and your arms come under her own before slipping under her shirt.Â
âWhat a kind and gracious woman you are,â again, your chin finds her shoulder, hands cupping the fat of her tits. A contented sigh buzzes through your lips, the warmth of her flesh pooling into your palms. She leans back into you as you lift, attempting earnestly to relieve the terrible, consistent ache in her lower back.
Karin tilts her head against yours appreciatively. Then kissing your cheek as you grope her chest, her thighs press together tightly.
âYouâre becoming a distractionâŠâ
âHow terrible,â you shrug, rolling the pads of your thumbs across her nipples. Squishing the roundness between your fingers, âYour life is so hard with me around.â
Officially abandoning her geographical studies, Karin turns and slithers her own hands up your shirt, âAnd Iâll do the same to you.â
âHow will I ever survive?â you bemoan sarcastically.
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P(AV) IN V
word count - 1.5 k / warnings - unprotected sex, pinv sex, vanilla :), make up sex, fem reader who wears skirt, not beta read
summary - you and pav fight... and then make up :3 with cool kitchen counter sex
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âLate,â your words slice through the warm air as soon as the front door stutters open. Your icy tone dregs that welcomed warmth, blistering it down a raw, unforgiving chill, âHours late.â
Pavel flashes a cheesy grin, manually crinkling the corners of his eyes, âMy love! Youâre alive, and youâre well! Weâre both still alive and well,â his rambling persists as he slides through your frigid doorway and politely stops at the shoe rack, âHow amazing is that, dearest? We could perish at any given moment should All-mer will, and yet we both still stand. Breathing. And well. And stillâŠâ he sighs, hesitant to break eye contact and pull off his boots (fearful your teeth will latch onto his neck the instant it's unguarded), âStill in love.â
Your folded arms remain firm over your chest, but the stiffness of such a guarded stance at least gives Pavel the confidence you wonât pounce as he unties his shoes.
âYes, thank All-mer, my free fool has returned home. And in a lieutenantâs uniform no less⊠he shames us and his beloved All-mer for that. But yes, thank All-mer heâs home,â heâs wincing at the sting of your words, knowing exactly how terribly heâs set himself up, âThree hours late.â
Pavel finishes removing his muddied boots and settling them on the bottom layer of the rack in silence. Once that job is finished, he cannot hide behind the chore any longer -- now, he is forced to confront the full wrath of a woman scorned. Not just any woman, the only woman heâs sworn himself to; and not just any kind of scorn, the kind bred from arriving three hours late for anniversary dinner.
Finally, he weaves his fingers together at the pelvis and stares with those silvery sharp eyes; golden curls that have played you like a fiddle many times before falling over his forehead. As if heâs some kind hearted businessman from the center of town pleading for his wifeâs forgiveness rather than the man he actually is.
He hasnât even presented you with a ring, yet.
âIâm very, very late,â Pavel confirms, but itâs the last you want to hear. You already know this, what you want to know is what his reasoning could possibly be -- what made him think it was appropriate to come home without so much as a bouquet of flowers? He suspires sharply, so sharp it feels like a stab right in his lung, and shoulders scrunch towards his ears defensively, âI donât have an excuse.â
âPavâŠâ youâre not keen as to why you trouble yourself groaning his name. It solves nothing, the only solace you scavenge is knowing it makes guilt bloom in his chest.
Even that is shallow.
âI donât,â Pavel removes his hat and strips the monsterâs hide from his back. Another way you know Pavel is not like the businessmen in town, when he steps forward more parts bare than clothed -- only a fraction of his intent is libido, âI was working, and then it was eight.â
ââWorkingâ,â you scoff, turning against the kitchen counter to pore into the steel sink. Colored blobs have pooled in the bottom, shifting in time with your unsteady rocking, âYouâre obsessive, this is destructive. Youâre going nowhere.â
âI told you,â now his sorrow is adopting irritation, brows furrowing and jaw tensing, âI told you exactly who I was, and you said you could live with it. I told you what I wanted for my life, and you went along with me anyway. I am sorry that Iâm late, but donât you dare pretend Iâm doing this regardless of you.â
Unfortunately, you cannot dissent those points. Pavel was upfront that his lifeâs goal was different from other men. He was willing to meet standards such as marriage or pets or owning a two-story home, but didnât need those things. He needed to kill the Kaiser. He needed revenge. He needed Godblood on his hands.
You were an unforeseen, much appreciated, highlight on his otherwise dismal path.
And now he was muddying it all, wasnât he?
Pavel trudges further into the kitchen, naked bar the whities on his hips and socks on his feet. Heâs comfortable again, and you must be too because your shoulders slacken. He feels more human now than he had during his entire drag of work. The men he bunks with are as hideous as wild animals, their immortal stench somehow worse. Pavel had begged for this temporary leave since the turn of the new year.
Only to finally return to you hours later than heâd promised. Pavel wisens himself to feel the shame searing through every heartbeat.
âIâm sorry,â he slinks up behind you at the sink, tender arms and soft cheek melting your frostbitten exterior, âI have no excuse,â he brushes loose hairs from your temple, fingertips kissing tenderly over your skin seconds before his lips do, âYouâre right, dear. I shouldâve paid you more mind, but I am not graced with tact. I will be better to you.â
One of the things that drew you and Pavel to each other was a mutual understanding of fire. And hatred. And hiding beneath slumped bodies until soldiers left. You understand Pavel as much as youâre irritated with him. His obsession is your obsession. If youâd been able to dedicate yourself to combat training and wearing their ranks, youâd be no better than him.
âYouâre forgiven,â you heave the words as you turn, floating your arms to loop around his neck, âBut I wish youâd find a way to be more sensitive to these things.â
âI will,â he soothes.
In an effort to shift the mood, you poke a finger against his bare chest, skin cool from being exposed all day even in his discarded uniform, âShowing off to your superiors again?â
He snorts, a sly smile overtaking his face, âI have to advance at every given opportunity.â
âBremen whore,â you âtskâ.
âYes, yes, I love the attention.â
âYou do have a very lovely body.â
And Pavel most certainly does love your attention.
âOh, you donât say?â his breathing turns cursory upon the implication of your words, âWould the pretty lady be willing to demonstrate?â
âShe might. If you can promise to be good for her.â
âAlways,â he swears it.
You jump back onto the kitchen counter, tugging Pavel between your thighs by the ankles around his waist, âLiar. Make it up to me.â
âIf I must,â he makes a show of sighing, kneading the fat of your thighs -- pulling you closer to the edge. Calloused hands burrow under your skirts, tossing the flowing material up and snagging your panties down.
Giggling deliriously, you spread your legs as easily as he maneuvers them. Pavel slicks his right hand with his own saliva, then tucking the wetted digits inside you while thumbing your clit. Heâs selfish at the end of the day, removing his fingers (sans the thumb twirling your bundle of nerves) to push his trousers halfway down his thick thighs.
He slides inside you with a heady grown, hands clenching tight around the fat of your hips. His brows pinch and lips pucker, neck craning to mouth at your neck. Kissing as he bucks leisurely into your drooly cunt, always dragging you closer. Pinning your hips with his as he babbles against your skin, nuzzling as if youâre silken.
Pavel pants and whimpers into your ear, greedily soaking up the way your nails dig into his arms and moans sing his name.
âLouder, my love,â he begs, a particular thrust driving your hips back on the counter. His hands claw you back down, âThe neighbors should bang down our door- be louder, my love.â
âInsatiable,â you manage to squeal out, head tossing back until your crown is smothering the cold, hard cupboard behind you. Pavel nods shamelessly, now kissing up your cheek to your lips. Drowning out your cries despite his pleas to hear every single one.
Pavel staples you in place, pausing only a moment before hurriedly stuffing you with his cock. He stretches over you, again avaricious for your mouth on his, muffling his own groans under the sloppy stirs of his speedy thrusts. His thumb matches pace, drawing the shiver of his own name, narcissistically, into the apex of your thighs. Your mixing juices soaking his skin. Were he not edging close to climax, Pavel would be tempted to sink to his knees and worship with his mouth. The thought sears through his veins, body seizing -- he hunches unflatteringly, clutching you flush as he cums.
The sensation paired with his devoted attention to your clit cinches the knot in your gut, thighs squished around Pavelâs waist and gasps ragged.
âYouâre so handsome when youâre not being a terror,â you coo as Pavel lays his head on your chest.
He snorts quietly, nodding and curling both arms around you, âSo tired. You should carry me to our room.â
âIf we move, youâre doing the carrying,â you yawn, scooting down to rest your back flat on the counter (causing the both of you to whimper in overstimulation at the jostling).
After a brief respite, Pavel murmurs, half-asleep on your chest, âIâm content to sleep here.â
âOf courseâŠâ you yawn again, louder, and scratch your nails through his tangled hair, âI am, too.â
âOf course,â he mimics, laughing tiredly even when you sharply yank a lock of his hair.
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i know how you wake up every night just to finish the book you fell asleep to!
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Eddie is so dramatic that every time, and i mean every single time, you don't give him attention, he acts like someone just killed him. Hand on his heart like he has just been stabbed, with him slowly falling on the ground, tongue out of his mouth. Usually it only takes you to call his name, between the chuckles, and touch his arm to bring him back to life, but one day, for your surprise, that doesn't work. He keeps standing there and while you keep saying his name, you hear him whispering in a soft voice:
"Kiss him. Only the true love kiss will break the spell."
Once you calm down from the laughs, you kiss him softly on the lips, only for him to immediately kiss you back passionately, one hand touching your cheek and another one in your hair. The kiss would have definetely lasted longer if it wasn't for the fits of laughter that gets both of you.
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hii can i ask pavel bf hcs pretty pleasee i am soo in love with himâŠ.
kinda just general fluffy ideas that ignore the various plot implications of pav actually having a significant other
you two will not organically meet, pav sees you and thinks youâre perrrdy and then amasses schemes and flowcharts and data on how he can best introduce himself to you so youâll like him
in his head, as youâre first meeting, is basically computer code for him to find the most charismatic version of himself to make you swoon
Pavel âif smile and nod = true then kissâ Yudin
but to him its justified because he reasons his feelings are honest
he is kind of a menace tho, he ACTS very polite opening doors buying flowers, even paying your tabs
his words though⊠oh god heâs terrible
pav is kinda THE âi only like my partnerâ trope guy cuz he genuinely cannot stand talking to people that irritate him, and most people that arenât you irritate him
openly passive-aggressive to people that interrupt his time with you
heâs also prone to just saying bizarrely horny shit out of nowhere, youâll be on a nice date :3 a cute dinner :3 and he goes
âI like this wine, it makes me want to suck your cleavage.â
âYour hands are cold, should i warm them with my testicles?â
i also have a personal hc that he HATES unfamiliar men unless theyâre visibly timid/scrawnier than himÂ
so he SEEMS like the jealous type at first, but his absolute disdain over you hanging around other men actually has nothing to do with jealousy he just hates mfs
speaking of: pav isnât very jealous at his core, he figures anybody who wants to leave him will so heâs not going to embarrass himself by clinging onto someone who doesnât want himÂ
however, he lovesssss jealous partners, thatâs one of his toxic traits
pav loves the possessiveness and passion, being shown that heâs important to you is soso vital to him
he doesnât actually want to be controlled and chained down, but he likes pretending he does and teasing the idea so youâre sometimes forced to play the crazy s/o when youâre⊠not lol
goes out of his way to say to his lil bunker buddies âoh yeah, might not wanna read this letter, my love is kinda crazy. kinda out there. a little unhinged, even, they can get super intense.â
and then your letter is just like âhi honey hope youâre sleeping well :) love you lots and keep doing your best!!â
he is VERY affectionate also -- whenever heâs home heâs clinging to you constantly
youâre cooking? heâll be hugging you from behind
youâre reading? heâll lay on top of you
he has to go back to work? you should come with! heâll sneak you in :3 the bremen army will never even notice youâre there!
wants to get married so you can hurry up and move in the family housing, but also doesnât want to get married in case youâre tied to him for his extreme treason
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Daan x fem!reader smut pleaseee?
not super proofread :3Â 697 wordsÂ
i think this takes place in an au where instead of elise, daan meets you :P and no termina lol
warnings - p in v, unprotected, femdom aura (fem reader btw), PATHETIC man as he should be, hints of daan being an unstable wench
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âYouâre precious this way,â you twirl a finger in the doctorâs short hair.
âMiserable?â he squeezes your hips tighter despite the huff.
âFlustered,â you coo, working your hand down the smooth slope of his throat. Your fingers bob at his groan of protest.Â
âI have to be up early tomorrow, you know thatâŠâ his face is quickly growing red. However, the way his eyes are darting from your lips to your breasts to the apex of your thighs pressing snugly onto him tells you he doesnât actually care that he has to be up early tomorrow.
But you do love to tease, âOh?â you pout, shifting onto your knees and off Daanâs lap, âSo, I should move then? Best to let you rest, right?â
âWellâŠâ he whines, almost pathetically, and rolls his eyes while pulling at the tight collar of his shirt with one hand, âI never said that.â
âAw,â you wring both hands around the back of his neck and angle his face to press your lips on his, âDo you want me, darling?â
âI live to want you, my love.â
You kiss him again, âRight answer.â
Daan canât even weasel his way back to your shared bedroom before youâve worked off his ugly plaid trousers. And he has no room to so much as slide off the couch before youâve fished his cock free. Flushed red and soft and curving into your warm palm.
Puckering your lips, spit foams and dribbles onto the head of Daanâs erection, it twitches at the cooling agent. Brief, wet respite before you charitably slot him into the crease of your thigh -- only long enough tug your panties to the side and yank up your skirt, but even that feels comparable to eternity of suffering.Â
âHurry,â he snips, bucking up into the sweltering plump of your thigh, only to quickly soften his tone, â<i>please</i>...â
âAs I said,â you coo, kissing up Daanâs neck, âYouâre precious this way.â
He whines into your mouth, lips slippery with want and legs tight with desperation, once you finally concede and sink your pelvis to his. His cock basks in the velvety scorch, and Daan makes his appreciation known with even thrusts up into you. Intentional to not only meet your rocking, but initiate contact as deep as he can carve.
Daan latches onto the hem of your shirt and rips it up and over your head, teasing his thumbs against where the fat of your tits spills over your bra. His teeth dig into the plush as he croons and whines about your pussy. <i>So good, tight-- fucking warm. Gonna ruin you for anyone else. Youâre mine, right? Youâre mine.</i>
Itâd be strange to hear if he werenât whispering it into your soft breasts like heâs afraid to be negated.Â
âAll yours,â you confirm, curling both arms around his head and pushing him closer. Your thighs suction to his sides -- desperate bouncing cooling into pathetic grinds.Â
Daan, however, forces you to keep moving up and down on his cock. His hands strong as he manhandles your movements for his own pleasure, but he is a gentleman so he reaches between the sweltering core of your conjoined bodies and circles your clit.Â
âI want to feel you cum on me,â he professes, thrusts speeding up -- rapid jerks to fuck your juices out of you. Reveling in the downright degenerate sound of your wet cunt spilling and sucking with his every drive inside you, âYouâre so wet, darling. Is that for me? It is, right? Youâre so wet for me?â
Needy hands pull and squeeze at your pliant flesh, his cock twitching as he leaks broken moans. Soon heâs sputtering hot cum inside you, forcing your hips to still right against him. And continuing his gentlemanly pattern, Daan uses his grip on you to force you to swish back and forth. Your clit brushing the hairs at his pelvis. Even as he softens, Daan kisses and licks and begs for your own orgasm.
âPlease,â he pants, âNeed to feel you cum, darling. Let me feel you.â
Daan truly is the best for you when heâs like this: flustered and red and begging.
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I hate doing this, but so many costs associated with being evicted (storage units, waste removal, hiring vans, fuel etc) and the price of groceries and bills, Iâm really really struggling this month. If anyone can spare even just like, $2, thatâs $2 I can use to buy milk. Please do not give money you canât afford to spare, and look after yourselves. Donât feel guilty if you canât help. I love you all.
PayPal.me/mantorokk
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manipulate, mansplain, manslaughter <3 the todoroki family / also if the quality is garbage just clicky the pic pls cuz tumblr is sabotaging me
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hoi just testing somethin :3
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ur writing has damn near completely changed over the course of these 3 years, and in a srsly in a fantastic way. Itâs way more mature than it used to be (excluding the smut its still fcking amazing)
also happy late birthday!!!
:DD THANK YOUâŒïžâŒïž i was like... just thinking about how wildly different my writing is now compared to when I first started posting. I'm glad to hear the massive improvement is noticeable lol :3 and actually... if anyone remembers the very first smut piece I ever posted, no you don't (WIPE IT FROM YOUR MIND)
And thank you for the bday wish!! I'm excited every year I get closer to being a leetle old lady
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literally couldn't stop reading this, i was SO invested the whole time its amazing
đđđ„đ€ đąđŹ đđĄđđđ© (đđ§đ đŹđš đđ«đ đ°đ) â
pairing:Â dabi + f!reader
word count:Â 4381
cw:Â getting to know each other (against your better intuition), flirting, bad flirting,some explicit language but nothing too bad, no quirk AU, dabi commits a crime or two
summary:Â In which Dabi meant to text Toga instead of a random stranger. But these things happen, and you were never one to shy away from troublesome men. This whole thing is told entirely through text messages.
a/n: check out my AO3 for different formatting! :)
Mar 02Â
10:07 PM
Unknown: Grab bleach while youâre out
Unknown: And paper towels
You: who is this??
Unknown: So funny
You: u got the wrong number my guyÂ
Unknown: Shit
Unknown: You donât happen to have some bleach at your disposal rn?Â
You: try the convenience store
You: whereâs the body at, anyways
Unknown: Ohara street by the fitness park, you should come check it out
You: sounds enticing
You: iâve always wanted to be on a true crime podcast
You: sort of expected myself to be the alive one though
Unknown: I was taught that women tend to be smart about stranger danger and stuff
Unknown: You're out to prove me wrong
You: howâd you know iâm a woman? đ€š
Unknown: U sound cute
Unknown: And men donât listen to true crime
You: thatâs so sexist
You: and correct
You: you'd do numbers on reddit
Mar 03
00:16 AM
You: hey donât leave now
Mar 03
00:34 AM
Unknown: Had a body to take care of
You: you didnât wait for me? :(
Unknown: âŠ
Unknown: Are u fr
You: ofc not
You: i donât hang out with edgelords
Unknown: Whatever u r probably boring anyways
You: entertaining enough for u to keep texting me
Unknown: We all have our moments of weaknessÂ
Mar 03
01:09 AM
Unknown: So wyd
You: you donât have anybody else to bother?
Unknown: I do
Unknown: I want to bother you tho
You: damn, whatâd i do to deserve this
Unknown: Is that a complaint
You: i have uni tomorrow and ur buzzing keeps waking me up
Unknown: Mute your phone, stupidÂ
You: canât mute unknown numbers
Unknown: Save this one then
Unknown: Or block me idc
You: what name should i put it under
Unknown: DabiÂ
You: lmao i knew you were an edgelord
Dabi: Stfu
You: good night to you too
Mar 03Â
07:58 AM
You: fuck
Mar 03
3:56 PM
Dabi: Did you miss me that badÂ
Mar 03
4:32 PM
You: i overslept and am blaming you entirely
Mar 03
5:19 PMÂ
Dabi: Sucks to be a useful member to society
You: why what do you do
Dabi: I'm actually a bit of a part-time freelancer, you regular uni folk just wouldn't get it
You: freelancing around ohara at 1 in the morning sounds like the truly fulfilling purpose we all long for
You: did you just get up
Dabi: Hey nowÂ
Dabi: YesÂ
Dabi: Iâm still in bed technically, looking at the ceiling fan is so interesting when I don't want to move a muscle
You: you are everything I am jealous of
Dabi: I promise you itâs not that goodÂ
You: first time a guyâs been honest right away. i applaud u
Dabi: Omg no wayÂ
Mar 03
5:40 PM
You: no way what
Dabi: No way you said something wittyÂ
Dabi: Maybe youâre fun after all
You: iâll have u know that deep down, iâm just a fragile being trying to make it thru this bitch of a world, running on fumes and caffeine all while chasing a childhood dream that i'll never be able to reach anyways because of my parents' expectations of me crushing my soul
Dabi: Damn, being vulnerable alreadyÂ
You: your turn
Dabi: Iâm not sad. My life is great and my parents never expected anything of me
Dabi: That was a lieÂ
You: so youâre a liar
Dabi: I suppose I might be
You: that counts as being vulnerable. iâm so proud of us. <3
Mar 03
9:12 PM
You: you probably have daddy issues
Mar 03
11:34 PMÂ
Dabi: Mind your businessÂ
You: so iâm right
Dabi: Nosy sounds more like it
You: thatâs a yes then
Dabi: When I tell you he SUCKS so badÂ
You: LMAO
You: iâm guessing you donât particularly like your family then
Dabi: It's not the type of stuff I'd tell anybody, especially not to some nosy individual whose number is one or two digits off
You: alright iâll stop digging
You: wait how old are you
You: am i talking to some 50 y/o dude
You: please no
Mar 04
00:02 AM
Dabi: Chill Iâm 48
Mar 04
00:06 AMÂ
You: say sike right now
You: if u rly are then iâm half your age
Dabi: You thought
Dabi: Are you actually 24 tho
You: give or take a few days lol
Dabi: Whenâs your birthdayÂ
You: do you want my social and tax numbers while weâre at it
Dabi: Stfu I wanna see if Iâm olderÂ
You: đ€š
You: itâs at the end of this month
Dabi: BabyÂ
You: are u flirting with me or insulting me
Dabi: Canât I be doing bothÂ
Mar 04
06:30 AM
You: love me a guy who can multitask
You: did you ever get your bleach and paper towels
Mar 04
11:11 AM
You: itâs 11:11 make a wish
Mar 04
2:02 PM
You: my wish is that youâd commit to a humane sleeping schedule
Mar 04
2:59 PMÂ
Dabi: Anybody hear sumÂ
You: i heard youâre a lazy bitch
You: who doesnât even do his own grocery shopping
Dabi: Maybe I do. Maybe I got the bleach all on my own like a big boy
You: X
Dabi: What's that mean
You: X for doubt
You: itâs a meme
Dabi: Here I thought we were about to get spicy đ
You: ew
Dabi: I was jokingÂ
Dabi: âŠunlessÂ
You: has anybody ever told you that your flirting is immaculate
Mar 04
7:10 PM
Dabi: What do you studyÂ
You: are you trying to find out my location
Dabi: Let it be known Iâm terrible at geography and if I wanted to stalk you I'd already be on it
You: thatâs a consolation
You: forensic science
You: i actually canât wait for the semester to be over bc my professor is one of the most annoying individuals i have ever had the displeasure of meeting
Dabi: So you do have bleachÂ
You: never said i didnât
Dabi: What do I have to do to make the list of annoying individuals. What's my current score
You: we havenât met
You: and iâm not sure if iâd survive u
Dabi: You have a point, I'm super nice tho
You: bet
You: are you handsome
You: asking for a friend
You: the handsome ones are usually more annoying
Dabi: I'll say Iâm frighteningly unique-lookingÂ
You: ...well played
Mar 04
10:09 PMÂ
Dabi: My boss is making me do errand work in the morning like I'm some kind of functioning human being with principles
Dabi: The next piercing Iâm getting is a lobotomyÂ
You: thought you were âfreelancingâ
Dabi: Freelancing only gets you so far. You'll understand when you're my age
You: can't imagine what the back pain must be like
You: do you have a tongue piercing đ
Dabi: Perhaps I do
You: u r so mysterious
You: tell me an opinionÂ
Dabi: Mint ice cream makes my teeth feel weirdÂ
You: thatâs not an opinionÂ
Dabi: Alright, more foods should have mint in them. And coriander. I want to make things inedible for 80% of the human population
You: nvm keep your opinions to yourselfÂ
Mar 05
02:26 AM
Dabi: I've gotta burn this number. Txt u in a fewÂ
Mar 05
05:16 AM
You: what are you, some kind of druglord
This message could not be delivered.
You: I knew it
This message could not be delivered.
Mar 0512:03 PM
You: ayo are you still there
This message could not be delivered.
You: this is only funny if you come clean right now
This message could not be delivered.
Mar 05
4:16 PM
You: "text you in a few" minutes? hours? days?
This message could not be delivered.
You: just know that if it takes to long i'll forget about u
This message could not be delivered.
You: won't even miss u
This message could not be delivered.
Mar 06
09:00 AM
You: hello is this thing on
This message could not be delivered.
Mar 07
3:15 PM
You: my social security number is 6007 0023 6799 0324
This message could not be delivered.
Mar 07
8:46 PM
You: eggs, vinegar, panko, sprite, sliced ham, parmesan, deodorant
sencha if they have the good one
ground pepper, lemon juice
This message could not be delivered.
Mar 08
04:44 AM
Unknown: Am I still the man of ur dreams
You: I'm killing you
You: violently
Unknown: I was hoping softly
Unknown: With your song
You: are these messages being monitored
You: am i a suspect
Unknown: If they were, could I write that I'm a ruthless baby killer anti-government fuck the police pro abortion the prime minister is an idiot bomb. bomb at the airport, terrorism, detonate
Unknown: I guess now they are
Dabi was added as a contact.
You: just when i thought i'd have to find another witty asshole with a tongue piercing
Dabi: Aw you missed me
Dabi: Does my tongue piercing make me hot be honest
You: what are my chances of getting an explanation for the past few days
You: are u a murderer fr, that would be so cool
You: i totally didn't use our abandoned chat as a grocery list btw
Dabi: The only thing I slay is pussy đ
You: somehow i have doubts about that statement
You: animal abuse is no joke
Dabi: I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 100, if you guess it correctly I'll tell u everything
You: 69
Mar 08
08:21 AM
Dabi: It was 72
Dabi: Because you were so close I'll give u one free question. But I want another one in return
You: you're a dirty little gremlin who plays dirty little games
You:: do i get to ask a follow-up question
Dabi: No
You: in that case
You: which of the following activities did you partake in?
1.) vandalism
2.) drug dealing
3.) drug trafficking
4.) violent crimes
5.) violent crimes that resulted in the death of one or more individuals
6.) assisting someone in a violent crime
7.) assisting someone in a non-violent crime
8.) theft
9.) robbery
10.) hate crimes against a minority
11.) politically motivated acts of defiance
12.) consumption of illegal substances
13.) running and/or hiding from law enforcement
14.) domestic terrorism
15.) human trafficking
16.) money laundering
17.) having a good time
Dabi: What the fuck
Dabi: What is this, a multiple choice?
Dabi: 1, 4, 6, 7, 8, 13
Dabi: My turn
Dabi: What's your favourite food
You: fr, just like that
You: that's your one question out of everything you could ask? am i really that boring
Dabi: I ask what I ask
You: spicy miso ramen with minced pork
You: can we go back to the part where you ran from law enforcement
Dabi: Don't we all have demons that we run from
Dabi: Mine are just a bit more persistent
Mar 08
10:52 AM
You: i want another question
Dabi: If you come up with one that's not related to the past few days, go ahead
You: fine i'll take it
You: have you ever been caught and gotten in legal trouble for one of your⊠dubious activities
Dabi: Yeah
You: âŠand?
Dabi: That's another question. Gonna trade?
You: fine
Dabi: When I was 16, two Officers Of The Law đ· caught me dumpster diving behind a 7/11
Dabi: The dumpster diving wasn't the crime but because it was on private property they charged me with trespassing
You: damn, that's a lot of truth from u in just two sentences
You: i wanna know ur tragic backstory so bad
Dabi: You could try to get me all sentimental for the 6 minutes after really good sex before the post nut clarity sets in
You: uh huh, taking notes
You: anyway. you get one question. think hard
Dabi: If you couldn't have minced pork on your ramen, what would your second topping choice be
You: you're impossible
Mar 08
1:27 PM
You: tori karaage or extra ni-tamago i guess
Mar 08
2:23 PM
Dabi: Doesn't the Karaage lose its crispiness if it's in the broth for too long
Dabi: I wouldn't know
You: please let me recommend you a good ramen place, you seem like you'd need it
Dabi: You have no idea. Take me out
You: like romantically? or are you asking me to murder you
Dabi: I love surprises
You: i just laughed out loud in the middle of my lecture
Mar 08
7:18 PM
Dabi: Need your forensic expertise for a sec
You: âŠoh no
Dabi: It's a purely hypothetical scenario
You: alright lay it on me big boy
Dabi: If a 176 cm tall and 67 kg heavy person were to climb over a 4,60 meter high fence that has electrical wiring on it
Dabi: What would the most likely way for them to die be?
You: this is not forensic at all
You: how strong is the electricity
You: is there a way to shut it off
You: where would you hold onto the fence
You: can it be damaged
Dabi: Not me, a 176 cm tall and 67 kg heavy person
You: where would THE 176 CM TALL AND 67 KG HEAVY PERSON HOLD ONTO THE FENCE
Dabi: The only points that provide decent grip surface are the hooks holding the wires in place
You: so the most likely way to die would be electrocution
You: will that be all
Dabi: How would one determine whether the electricity has been properly shut off
Dabi: In the theoretical scenario that you couldn't get close enough to hear
You: the 176 cm tall and 67 kg heavy person should tap the wiring from the bottom with the back of their hand
You: that way their fingers curl downwards and not around the wire
You: so the person won't DIE from ELECTROCUTION
Mar 09
00:08 AM
Dabi: Excellent
Dabi: Gonna do some field research
Dabi: Will report back in maybe a day
Mar 09
08:01 AM
You: i'm gonna be so mad if you die before you've had decent karaage
This message could not be delivered.
Mar 11
6:10 PM
Unknown:Â So it turns out that the person did not have to climb the fence after all. Pliers are such useful tools
Unknown:Â Thanks for the electricity tip tho
Mar 11
6:39 PM
Dabi was added as a contact.
You:Â you're so hot when you're aliveÂ
Mar 11
9:14 PM
Dabi:Â Do u think I'm a catch đ
You: judging by the way law enforcement is trying to get their hands on you, i'd say you're pretty slippery
Dabi:Â The slipperiest
Dabi:Â You couldn't handle me
You:Â i'd trap you using cheese and a paper boxÂ
You: put you in a jar and turn you into spicy miso brothÂ
Dabi:Â Would you hold the jar tight at night and tell me everything's going to be okayÂ
You:Â of courseÂ
Dabi:Â I'm liking this scenarioÂ
Mar 12
01:07 AMÂ
Dabi:Â Ever thought about what Mint Karaage would taste like
Mar 12
01:23 AM
You:Â i need uÂ
Dabi:Â Tell me more
You:Â to shut your mouth
Dabi:Â Are you trying to romance me
Mar 12
07:15 AM
You:Â i'm actually so upset right nowÂ
You:Â can i vent
Mar 12
07:27 AM
Dabi:Â Listening
Dabi:Â Am I gonna have to get the tissues out
You:Â you're not empathetic enough for thatÂ
Dabi:Â How would you knowÂ
You:Â call it a woman's intuitionÂ
You:Â i just need someone to bother about my hot girl troubles
Dabi:Â Let's hear it girlÂ
Dabi:Â Men ain't shit đ
You:Â damn right they aren't
You:Â but unrelated to that
You:Â i ran out of my medication a few days ago and thought if i stretched the remaining 3 pills to last me 6 days i'd be able to make it till the end of the weekÂ
You:Â now my doctor's office is closed and i can't seem to get an appointment anywhere
You:Â and i'm super jittery and on edge and almost had a panic attack just trying to make coffee
Dabi:Â What type of medicationÂ
You:Â Ativan
You:Â it's prescription only
Dabi:Â Nothing is ever "prescription only"Â
You:Â i'm not gonna try some experimential backalley drug
You:Â just feel like dying rn
Dabi:Â Who said anything about backalley? You actually came to the right guy for thisÂ
Dabi:Â What's the name of the nearest druggeryÂ
You: ...fukuju pharmacy
Dabi:Â So I've been talking to a Setagaya girlÂ
You:Â only moved here for uni, hate to disappoint if ur expecting a wealthy maidenÂ
Mar 12
10:02 AM
Dabi:Â Don't you feel like getting a snack from the vending machineÂ
Dabi:Â Specifically the one next to the pharmacyÂ
Dabi:Â A bag of skittles sounds nice, doesn't it?
You:Â ? ? ?
Mar 12
10:34 AMÂ
You:Â did you commit a crime for meÂ
You:Â how did you get your hands on actual fucking Ativan this fast
Dabi:Â I don't kiss and tell
You: did you follow me homeÂ
You:Â is this how i die
Dabi:Â You make it so hard to be nice to you
Dabi:Â What do you think I am, a creep
You:Â if you were here i'd suck you off so good rn
Dabi:Â Whore
Dabi:Â (Respectfully)
You: lmao ur right
You: thank you for real though
Dabi:Â Stfu
Mar 12
1:33 PM
Dabi: Do u like cats
You:Â yes
Dabi sent an image.
Dabi:Â Noodle thieving menaceÂ
You:Â đ„č
You:Â that has got to be the fattest street cat iâve ever seen
Dabi:Â Heâs hella fastÂ
You: how does it feel to be the one chasing the culprit for once
Dabi:Â Not nearly as thrilling as being the one committing the crimeÂ
Mar 13
00:00 AM
Unknown:Â Congratulations! You have been selected as an eligible member for a free trial of Osaka Daily Post.
Unknown:Â If you would like information about your benefits, reply 'BENEFIT'
Unknown:Â If you would like to stop receiving these messages, reply 'STOP'Â
You:Â i know it's you shithead
Unknown:Â Your message could not be processed.Â
You:Â this is the unfunniest you've ever been ngl
Unknown:Â Your message could not be processed.Â
You: you're truly one of the most annoying individuals in my life
Unknown:Â Your message could not be processed.Â
You:Â STOP
Unknown:Â LMAO you thought
Dabi was saved as a contact.Â
You: i'm reconsidering if the tongue piercing is really worth it đ€
Mar 13
04:55 AM
Dabi: Any particular reason why you chose forensicsÂ
Mar 13
06:09 AM
You:Â i've always admired criminals but been to scared to become one
You: and if i know about psychotic assholes it might help me to steer clear of them, or so i thought
Dabi:Â Is it working
You:Â evidently not
Dabi:Â Use me in ur thesisÂ
Dabi:Â I'll be your lab rat
You:Â nah you're more beneficial to me when you're not stuck behind bars
You:Â what do you have me saved as in your phone
Dabi:Â I don't save contactsÂ
Dabi:Â Especially not yoursÂ
Dabi:Â You mean nothing to meÂ
You:Â aww do you know my number by heart, that's adorable
You:Â i'm kinda genuinely impressed at how persistent you are at bothering me, it's almost like you like me or smth
Dabi:Â No fr though lmao if anybody finds my phone you'd be on a list
You:Â do u delete these chats
Dabi:Â Always
You:Â that's so romantic
You:Â admit it you're actually a softie
Dabi:Â Would that make you more interested in meÂ
Dabi:Â Then I'm the softestÂ
You: what do i need to do to make you the hardest
Dabi:Â ...
Dabi:Â There's absolutely no correct way for me to respond to thatÂ
Dabi:Â You've left me speechlessÂ
You: đ„”đ„”
Dabi:Â What's your worst qualityÂ
Dabi:Â Besides being an irresistible smartassÂ
Dabi:Â *irritatingÂ
You:Â was that a freudian slip
You:Â you're so obsessed with me it's adorable
Dabi:Â Proving my point so diligentlyÂ
You:Â you don't seem like the kind of person who would use words like 'diligently'
You:Â i'm rather talkative at times
You:Â to the point where it gets unbearable to listen to me
Dabi:Â I never would've guessed
You:Â what's yours?
You:Â besides the obvious
Dabi:Â Still putting up with youÂ
Mar 13
7:45 PM
Dabi:Â WydÂ
You: i burned my rice a little
You:Â but it's edible
Dabi:Â Don't you have a rice cooker? Who raised youÂ
You:Â my very strict but sweet and committed grandmother who made the best teriyaki salmon in the whole world
You:Â i'd kill another human being to eat her home cooked food one more time
Dabi:Â So your parents ain't shit eitherÂ
You:Â eh, they're alright
You:Â they're Business People overseas and aren't around a whole lot, means i get my own place though
You:Â so i can have visitors at any desired hour đ
Dabi:Â Omg sick
Dabi:Â Me next
You:Â it was implied
Mar 13
11:11 PM
Dabi:Â Ok but do u actually wanna meet up sometimeÂ
Dabi:Â No strings attached ofcÂ
You:Â i'm down
Dabi:Â What if I'm a creep after all
You: if anything, it means i won't have to attend my lecture about carbon dots tmrw
Dabi:Â I can't tomorrowÂ
Dabi:Â What about the day after
Dabi:Â I'll give u my credit card info if it makes you feel more safe, don't bother trying to buy anything with it tho, you'll be disappointed
You:Â you may not show it a whole lot, but are you actually a considerate person?
You:Â the day after sounds good
Dabi:Â Preem
You:Â oreryu shio ramen, right by harajuku station
You:Â about time you had some good karaage
You:Â my treat
You:Â unless that's too far away for u
Dabi:Â I would fly across the world for u
Dabi:Â Yes Harajuku works fine
Mar 14
08:49 AM
You:Â how will i recognise u
You:Â what do u look like
Dabi:Â As my dad once said. I'm impossible to missÂ
You:Â i laughed
Dabi:Â Guess it was all worth it thenÂ
Dabi:Â Do tattoos scare you
You:Â i was gonna ask cause there's no way you got only a tongue piercing and nothing else
You: stand there with your tongue out
Dabi:Â Shouldn't we at least get to know each other before đł
You:Â don't get any ideasÂ
You:Â i don't intend to fuck u
You:Â ...for now
Dabi:Â That's a relief, I thought I might have to file a restraining order afterwardsÂ
Mar 14
1:42 PMÂ
Dabi sent an image.Â
Dabi:Â If u see this guy u can still run the other wayÂ
You:Â hhh fuck
You:Â are u trying to intimidate me
You:Â how do you have so many tattoos but no bedframe
Dabi:Â Cut me some slack, I just moved into this placeÂ
You:Â fair warning i'm not as hot as u
Dabi:Â BetÂ
You sent an image.Â
Dabi:Â Why do women always lie. I thought you were better. I thought you were different
You:Â đł
You:Â i'm actually worse
Dabi:Â We're such a good match
You:Â don't get ahead of urself. u r still a guy with no bedframe
Dabi:Â Please shut up
Mar 14
4:16 PM
Dabi:Â To be clear I'm not bringing flowers or anythingÂ
Dabi:Â And I'm actually willing to let you pay this time lolÂ
You:Â you have such a unique way with wordsÂ
Dabi:Â A bit tight on money rn but I'll pay u back some other wayÂ
You:Â can we make that the first line in our sextapeÂ
You:Â dw i said it's my treat and i mean it
You:Â does that make you feel emasculated
Dabi:Â Who would I be to say no to free food tf
Dabi:Â If there's a next time I can take you out for drinksÂ
Dabi:Â Nothing fancy but an old friend of mine owns a bar downtown and his girlfriend mixes a killer muleÂ
You:Â if you're gonna poison me after gaining my trust over my favourite food i will be incredibly sadÂ
Dabi:Â Give me some credit here. I'm trusting u to not rat me out to law enforcementÂ
You:Â you're giving me ideas
You:Â is there a bounty on your head
Dabi:Â I'm not that importantÂ
Mar 14
9:44 PM
You:Â so you're just too good to get caught
Dabi:Â Both flattering and factually correct
Dabi:Â For the record I've never harmed anybody that didn't deserve itÂ
You:Â thanks for clarifyingÂ
You:Â i feel so safe nowÂ
Dabi:Â AnytimeÂ
Dabi:Â If you're having second thoughts lmk before 10 am so I won't spend time getting ready for nothingÂ
You: 10 am is crazyÂ
You:Â u r so vainÂ
Dabi:Â Alright then I won't đ
You:Â i take it back
You: be pretty for me
Mar 15
5:30 AM
You:Â can't sleepÂ
Mar 15
7:12 AM
Dabi:Â How the turntablesÂ
Dabi:Â Are you alright
You:Â yesÂ
You:Â it's the good kind of sleeplessÂ
Dabi:Â It's fine if you're having second thoughts, I won't hold it against you at allÂ
Dabi:Â Just texting like this is nice too
You:Â fuck no i wanna meet the man behind the screen
You:Â the myth, the legend, the crimelord himselfÂ
Dabi:Â I'm never showing consideration for ur wellbeing ever againÂ
You:Â should've ghosted me before i got attached
Mar 15
9:54 AM
Dabi: Last chance to bail gracefully Â
You:Â you make it so temptingÂ
Dabi:Â Getting out of bed thenÂ
You:Â it's not a bed if it doesn't have a bedframe
Dabi:Â Shut, and I mean this in the gentlest way possible, the hell your mouth
Mar 15
12:08 PM
Dabi sent a location pin.
Dabi:Â Is this the place
You:Â that's the oneÂ
You:Â be there in a few minutesÂ
Dabi:Â I'm waiting outsideÂ
Mar 15
12:13 PM
You:Â omg i think i see u
You:Â im shy
Dabi:Â U literally have so much blackmail material on meÂ
You:Â give me a second
You:Â alright I'm coming over
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