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inkyray · 20 hours

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a/n: yall asked so i gave!! within the same 24 hours too, crazy.

warnings/content ahead: smut, fluff, suggestive, cutesy stuff, sexual stuff, and all in between, lmk if i miss anything

TOUCHY!MATT HEADCANONS

touchy!matt, who would always catch you in the quietest of times. it would be midnight as you stood in the middle of the kitchen, frozen in place as you checked something on your phone. matt feeling the lack of presence from his bed since you got up, tiredly creeping up from behind you, slowly planting wet delicate kisses on your neck in sleepiness.

touchy!matt, who made sure to brush flimsy hair out of your face when you were talking to him, wanting to see nothing but your eyes in the way, his fingers slowly brushing against your skin as he listened to you attentively.

touchy!matt, who held tightly onto your hands durring stressful situations that would bug him, or you. when something was wrong with either one of you guys, he'd be the first to grab ahold of your hands, providing comfort to the both of you. a silent way of saying he was there for you, vice versa.

touchy!matt, who would nudge his head into the crook of your neck when he was sleepy, feeling his breath fan onto your skin as he breathed in your scent.

touchy!matt, who would spoon you when he already found you asleep, wanting nothing more than to fall into slumber alongside you, intertwined.

touchy!matt, who, when walking too long, say at a mall, notices how bad your feet ached, your limps getting worse as he winced, offering to carry you home. whether it was a piggyback or bridal style, it always took you by surprise just how far he was willing to go so you wouldn't hurt.

touchy!matt, who wanted to lay his head on your lap everytime you watched movies together.

touchy!matt, who loves to say how much he hated the corny shit couples would do, but when the music was just right, and it was late at night, he would jokenly take your hands for a slow dance.

at first you two trip over each other's feet with laughter, but the minute flies, and next thing you knew, you two were swaying against the rhythm of the music, your hands intertwined with the other as he swallowed, lifting his hand to twirl you around, pulling you back in as you rested the side of your head on his chest, continuing to sway to the song.

touchy!matt, who loved giving you forehead kisses, planting them on your head every morning and night, soothing your hair back.

touchy!matt, who craved hugs from you every 4-5 business days, the ones where he crawls on top of you in bed, crushing you so tightly and held it, wanting to feel you chest to chest with him, loving the steady beat of your hearts thumping against each other.

touchy!matt, who would specifically kiss the tiny freckles, moles, or birthmarks on your body, it didn't matter where they were, he wanted even the indifferent parts of your body to feel whole, and his.

touchy!matt, who would always guide your palm to his dick, using your hands to show you just how much he needed you.

touchy!matt, whose favorite position is missionary, loving to see your pretty face scrunch up and whimper because of him, wanting to see the expressions that slipped from your grasp because of him.

touchy!matt, who would eat your tits whole, if he could. spreading open mouthed kisses on them all the way down your stomach, feeling your hand instinctively grip onto his hair when he'd bring his kisses lower.

touchy!matt, who'd chuckle at your neediness for more of his tongue, sending soft vibration through your cunt.

touchy!matt, who would bite your lip when he got desperate when making out. when you'd pull away gasping for air, he'd only just drag your bottom lip back to him with his teeth, needing more of you.

touchy!matt, who'd lock both your hands over your head as he rams into you, his hands pressing against your hand hard on the bedsheets, sliding his fingers past his palms and through the separations of your fingers, interwhining them as his speed quickens and you moans get louder.

touchy!matt, who was also a sucker for slow, intimate and sloppy sex. the kind that leaves you sweaty and full of thoughts, the kind where he can take his time and lick every part of your body, taking his time to memorize every inch with it.

touchy!matt, who would get whiny and bratty if you ignored him for too long, petty enough to return the favor, which would only piss you off more. he didn't like seeing you angry, but oh how he loved it.

touchy!matt, who traces the lines of your lips with his fingers.

touchy!matt, who is on the edge of getting a tattoo decicated to you.

touchy!matt, who acts like he doesn't know about your fantasies of wanting to ride his nose.

touchy!matt, who always felt like he wanted to dig himself into your skin and wear you like a cloak.

"yeah, i think you've brought that up once or twice, matt."

"i just want to put you on and zip you up, maybe when im inside you i could finally feel close enough to you." he rambles.

"i could think of a few way you could put yourself inside me." you blinked up at him.

(chris's version here)matt

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slvtforyeo · 2 days

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ever since he started masturbating to your live streams and videos, mingi got a lot more horny than he thought. he really tried to control himself but he just can't resist you. he started to give you more and more gifts every time you went live and you were happy to receive those.

as time goes on, you started to wait for him to enter your live and accept his gifts, but tonight he was missing. you were a bit disappointed but you kept going on your live until it eventually ended. suddenly, there was a ding and you saw that someone messaged you. you open the chat box and was startled to see his user, the infamous @fixonmydick.

fixonmydick: hi umm

fixonmydick: im sorry if i didn't watch your live, i know you went live just now but i have some errands to run

fixonmydick: i know you don't know me personally but umm

fixonmydick: i saw your post that you'll have a one premium show for one only and umm im interested

ah, so he saw her post last night. maybe she should give him a chance.

you (lustfulpuss): no worries ! it's fine if you had to run some errands

lustfulpuss: besides, i ain't forcing anyone to watch me live

lustfulpuss: anywy, I'll think about your offer.

mingi smiles shyly when he sees your reply, mentally preparing himself once he wins and gets the chance to fuck you stupid. he's confident with his cock, but he's nervous about the feeling once her enters inside you.

[a few days later]

you announce the winner of who won the free fuck, and of course, mingi won. it was kinda biased, but you were curious to see him irl too. when mingi saw your post, he was smiling like an idiot, kicking his feet in excitement.

lustfulpuss: hi

lustfulpuss: you won the contest! the roulette picked you ><

hell, even your messages are cute. you had to make a lie, to cover the real intention you have: wanting to be fucked by him.

fixonmydick: thank you vv much for the opportunity !

fixonmydick: i hope i don't scare you or something lmao

lustfulpuss: why, r u gonna scare me with your cock?

fixonmydick: im very embarrassed and shy to say this but i think so, yeah

as time goes by, you two continued to chat to at least get to know each other. you both introduced yourselves with your real names and where you from. you two exchanged numbers because it's kinda a little awkward to chat at a camgirl website.

when he revealed his face by sending a picture, you were surprised on how good looking he was. you have never ever wanted someone to fuck this instant. he was also pretty tall. you know what they say, if a guy's tall, so is his dick.

word count: 474

a/n: SURPRISE BITCHES (wait for the part 3)

network: @cromernet

part one: fixonmydick

#ateez #ateez angst #ateez fic #ateez smut #ateez fluff #mingi #mingi smut #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez drabbles #ateez imagines #mingi x reader #song mingi #ateez mingi #cromernet

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riki-riks-chick · 2 days

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Can you pls write enha reaction when another member walks in when they're fucking their gf (hyung line) and making out (maknae line) 🙏🙏🙏

Heeseung:

You hadn't seen Heeseung in awhile so when he invited you over to "hang out", you were excited. But you also forgot he has a rommate. "Hey, Hyung I made some ram-" Jake froze, staring at the position you and his roommate were in, cheeks flushed red. He didn't even know you were here, and he usually knocks when you are in case Heeseung has you pinned down like he does right now. "Do you wanna watch or are you gonna close the door?.." Heeseung asks as Jake finally snaps out of his daze. "I'll leave it on the stove." He then slams the door, and you can hear his feet pad down the hall as he runs away, slapping Heeseung's chest afterwards. "Why would you say that to him?" You ask as he laughs, leaning down to kiss you. "He'll be fine.. Anyways, no need to be quiet now since he knows you're here."

Jay:

You had been pent up all day, Jay had made it his mission to tease you, knowing he wouldn't do anything while you guys were with the boys. Eventually you finally got back to the dorms, and Jay went to shower, of course asking you to join. You tried to keep quiet, but you hadn't realized Jay forgot to lock the door until Jungwon walked in. "Hey, Hyung I'm just gonna grab my toothb- holy shit my bad."

His eyes widened as he stared at you through the glass door, waving with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I didn't know you two were in here." He apologized, grabbing his toothbrush. "Get out!" Jay yelled as Jungwon sighed. "I'm not the dumbass who forgot to lock the door. And I hope you're using a condom Hyung." He teased as Jay groaned. "Jungwon get the fuck out!"

As soon as Jungwon leaves, you start laughing. "You yelling like that is kinda hot..."

Jake:

Jake had called you over pretty late because he missed you, but it eventually led to you guys making out and now he's between your legs, lapping at your cunt while his other hand reaches up to cover your mouth, keeping you quiet. The bedroom door opened quietly, and you immediately met eyes with Sunghoon, Jake's best friend. "Fuck.. My bad." He shielded his eyes as Jake pulled away from you, immediately throwing his blanket on you to cover you. "What the fuck, Sunghoon?"

"How was I supposed to know she was here!? I can't find my keys." He explained as Jake sighed. "It's 2am, why do you need your keys?" He asked as Sunghoon smirked. "You're not the only one trying to dick your girl down."

Sunghoon:

"Sunghoon s-slow down.." You were moaning, trying to muffle yourself with the pillow below you as Sunghoon fucked you from behind, but he wasn't listening because he was mad about you laughing with Jay earlier. "You heard the lady, slow down." You both glanced towards the door as Jay walked in, not even batting an eye at the two of you. "Could you leave? I'm kinda busy."

"I'm grabbing my bag you took. Plus, who fucks at 3pm? You hornball." Sunghoon throws a pillow straight at Jay's head at the remark, making you chuckle. "It doesn't matter what time it is, and unless you wanna finish fucking her for me, get the hell out of my room."

As soon as Jay left, he leaned down towards your ear, pulling your hair. "You fucking slut.. You might be all smiles with Jay, but remember who's dick you're stuffed with."

Sunoo:

"Sunoo that tickles.." You giggled, pulling away from him as you pressed your lips against his once more, cupping his cheeks. "Woah.. Sunoo I didn't know you did these kinda things." Heeseung walked in, laughing as you pulled away from Sunoo, hiding your face against his shoulder. "Hyung.. You said you were gonna be out all day.." He relaliated as Heeseung sighed. "I left my wallet in my room. I'm just gonna grab it and be on my way." He reassures before disappearing down the hallway. Sunoo slides his hands under your shirt, littering kisses on your neck and shoulder. "When he leaves we can move to my room that way we won't get interrupted again."

Jungwon:

"Shh... You're gonna get us caught.." Jungwon whispered as he continued to kiss down your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist. "We're in the living room and you think no one is gonna catch us?.." You whispered, squealing when the lights turned on. "Jungwon? Is that you, Hyung?.." Riki's voice sounds as Jungwon sighs, sitting up. "What's up?.." Jungwon asks as Riki raises an eye brow, now seeing you pent under Jungwon. "Ohh sorry. I didn't mean to kill your vibe. Whenever you're done, come get me so we can hang out. I wanted to do a new tiktok dance." He then turns the lights back off before leaving as you and Jungwon both chuckle. "Well, you heard him, let's finish up here.."

Riki:

You and Riki had been hanging out in his room all day, and he eventually started laying on top of you which led to something more. He was now sitting between your legs, his hands under your shirt, and his lips on yours. You usually never got this touchy during a makeout session, but it was too good to pass up. "Hey, Riki.. Can you call my phone I can't find i- woah."

Sunoo walked in, jaw dropped as Riki sighed, hiding his face against your neck. You laughed, playing with his hair as you glanced at Sunoo. "I think I saw it on the kitchen counter after we ate lunch check there." You said as Sunoo thanked you, turning to leave. "Oh, and if you're gonna go further, use protection." He teased as Riki sat up, throwing his pillow at Sunoo's head. "Fuck.." He groaned as you chuckled, kissing him again. "He's gonna tell everyone and they're gonna tease me forever." He mumbled as you shrugged. "Who cares, now where were we?.."

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loves0phelia · 23 hours

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Always Knew

Summery: ???

Words: 1,1k

Warnings: alcohol (barely)

A/N: this is my first ever fic, and English is not my first language so if I make any mistake please be nice and if someone sees this I would really appreciate receiving request xxx

The first time you saw Rafe Cameron you were 7 years old. It was the first time Sarah invited you over at TanneyHill a couple days after meeting you in her first grade class.

Like normal girls, you and her went on a bike ride. You briefly remember Ward and Rose saying to not go far since dinner was almost ready. But the only memory that stuck in your mind was how he managed to make you feel better.

Unlike all your friends you still had trouble riding a bike without the training wheels. So when one of them caught a small pebble on the ground it went sideways. By now you were back in front of the Cameron house so when Rafe heard your cries, he along with his dad and stepmother rushed outside.

You were holding your knee in pain. the skin was scraped and your palms were bleeding.

“Are you okay?” he had asked before kneeling in front of you while Sarah and the rest of the family watched the interaction. For a small second you almost forgot about your injuries as you looked into his bright blue eyes.

“y-yeah” you wiped your tears and he looked you up and down and then to the small wheels on the bike.

“ I can teach you to ride a bike without those if you want one day” You nodded and he gave you a smile.

Even at 7 years old you knew you would love Rafe Cameron.

Since that incident you had seen him a handful of times. But the next memorable time was when you were 10. Rafe was celebrating his 13th birthday in the backyard of his house. Multiple kids were having fun in the pool and some were eating cake.You and Sarah along with some were sitting next to the pool drinking lemonade and eating fruits enjoying the day like everyone else.

“Hey Sarah, do you want to play with us in the pool?” a 11 year old Topper asked. The boy always had a crush on her.

“Sure! Want to come with us y/n?” she asked sweetly but you politely refused before continuing sipping on your cold drink.

After a couple minutes some of the kids (who you think were Rafe’s friends) approached you.

“Don't you want to come in the pool with everyone” he asked judgmentally but once

again you decline seeing no problem in staying out of the water.

“Come on!” he tugged on your arm forcefully, leaving a small bruise and dragged you towards the pool. You trashed and tried to break free but just as the boy was about to push you in, Rafe grabbed him by the shoulder and shoved him to the ground.

“She doesn't want to go in the pool, idiot!” He screamed, immediately alarming the adults who were having a great time.

“What's going on Rafe?” Ward came to the scene noticing the frighten boy on the ground and Rafe above him.

“He was trying to push Y/N in!” he said and his dad looked at you for confirmation, making you nod.

After that day, it felt like Rafe was always near when you needed him.

At 18 when all your friends were talking about their recent hookups you hadn't even held hands with someone. You were desperate to find someone, to share your first kiss. But It felt like nobody was good enough.

“what's going on in this pretty head of yours?” Your head snapped to the side when you heard his voice. You were sitting outside holding an unfinished beer outside the party where you felt you didn't belong.

“nothing, just felt overwhelmed inside” you shake my head and look down at your feet.

“Come on, y/n i know you. I know there's more than that” he said and gave you a light push with his elbow.

“I feel like I'm missing out, everyone I know has kissed or hooked up with someone and I've never even held hands with a guy. Sarah had Topper and now John B. Sabrina has kissed probably every girl on this island, Kelce always has a new girlfriend and you… you probably had tons of girlfriends” you sighed feeling embarrassed with my lack of experience.

“I've never had a girlfriend,” he whispered and you could barely hear him.

“You're such a liar” you laugh, a blow of wind makes your hair fall in front of my face.

“im serious y/n” he says and gently brushes away your hair behind your ear.

“h-how you're Rafe Cameron, like the hottest guy in the entire outer banks” your words fell from your mouth before you had time to think about them.

“You think I'm hot?” He laughed again and your cheeks reddened now realizing what you had just said. Quickly you had your face in your hands, beer long forgotten on the pavement.

“Oh God, did I really say that?” He continued laughing and you stayed hidden behind your hand trying to create a shield to protect yourself from the embarrassment. But your barrier is broken when his hands grabbed yours to pull them away.

Not wanting to face him you kept your head down, chin tucked against your neck. But when his hand grabbed your chin to make you look at him it was inevitable.

When your gaze finally connects with his, you notice the glimmer in his eyes. Rafe’s hand traveled from your chin to your jaw, you felt your heartbeat elevate as the tension between the two of you rose.

“Can I kiss you, please?” he asked even though his lips were already inches away from yours and eagerly you nodded.

His lips finally connected with yours, after years of secretly yearning for Rafe Cameron.

His hand that was previously on your jaw drops down to your neck as he deepens the kiss.

It feels like the kiss lasted forever when you separate. his forehead drops down on yours and a breathy laugh escapes his mouth.

“I always knew you would be my first kiss” you whisper and a smile breaks onto his soft lips it could light up an entire room.

“And I always knew I would end up with you, remember when you fell off your bike in middle school?” you nod after he asked his question.

“even though i didn't know what love was back then, i knew i loved you” both of his hands grabs your face softly, gently rubbing his thumbs on the apple of your cheeks before pressing his lips to yours passionately.

at this very moment you also knew you would never love anyone more than you love Rafe Cameron

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron outer banks #outer banks fanfiction #drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey fanfiction

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lizaluvsthis · 3 days

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Smg4: smg4 doesn't meme for 1 second

Mostly Gay Boys talk / and well lil bit of crew talk

SPOILER ALERT!

The crew convinced three to take four in for a therapy session. Tho that didnt solve his problems on complete brain rot with all of the memes.

Three did try his best to make him stay a bit focused on the topic they were meant to discuss with four's own meme problems.

And that didn't work-

- after smg4 was sent to meme rehab -

Everyone in the crew were sitting in the gaming room watching some tv, they were seen bored as ever without smg4.

Even just a small glimpse with each memeber entirely they've missed smg4 as well. He was their friend, their leader.

Shroomy came in with the mention of "among us" everyone- as in EVERYONE looked at where smg4 is supposed to be sitting at- reminded them the times when he would laugh at couple of meme jokes.

It is pretty much saddened by the crew how worse it could be in a day without smg4 is by at their side could make them feel miserable.

Then Meggy mentioned about missing smg4...

You know who responded to that?

Three himself...

"Yeah...like, if... er... smg4's stupid humor... like actually... made our lives more exciting...and we didn't like... realize it or something?"

"We're going over to that facility... to get SMG4 back!"

Smg3 was the one who knocked the door, he wanted him to come back. Even the crew also needs smg4 back because he wasn't just any other leader. He was already part of them as well.

They could all tell so, even for smg3 too.

Smg3's character development has taken him way more better to where he'd come far off being the evil villain he used to be before then coming to how much important he chose his own path.

"Hi, how are you" gave them the shock on their faces. Like they felt it was already too late to take back the treatment he was given while he was away.

"Woah smg4! Look at the phone! Wow, sk---di! Yeah you like this! Wooh! Sk---di t--l-t! Hehe. Stinky, woaaaaahh!" ★(I had to censor this because I hate reading nor hearing [REDACTED])

Smg3 attempted to try and brighten out his mood. Gave it a chance who mightve thought would work, giving him those meme moments that definitely would make him laugh.

But three didnt even know he wasnt even sure- if he even liked sk---di t--l-t.

Last time we know is that four almost lost his sh-t during that one cintent farm episode, he cringed to the part of mentioning this kind of brain rot.

But now that his mind is not any other that he'd act at all, smg4 became the normal. The person he wasnt supposed to be. Who SHOULDNT be.

"What is... a meme..."

Everyone didnt want to lose smg4's senses, they didnt want his own person to disappear SO. they went inside the lab to get back his uhh... meme... thing-

Then- yeah he did-

Some of their eyes were relaxed but still worrying for him, while tari and smg3's eyes were a bit widened in shock. (Three was more widened than tari btw)

This indicates that three may have grew tons of roots being there for smg4 as well. That their friendship they both have planted is far beyond than just "sticking" to the sides.

Now that Four is back in his senses, everyone joined in including smg3 to do the... t pose? Whatever it's called.

Three was so happy- to finally get him back- speaking of having the role as a tritagonist, he really mustve took way more care and tells how important he already is to him. Even as a friend.

Honestly the hosts here who've completely have done much was Meggy and Three. Well- mostly three since he'd been convincing the crew to not give up or regret the choices made.

He LITERALLY told them that they need to get him BACK.

And everyone did understood.

So- tell me- PLEASE THEY BOTH HAVE TO BE CANON ALREADY THERE IS JUST NO WAY YOU'RE MISSING A 'HOMIE' FOR THAT-

Mark my words they have to be- (if they dont become canon in wotfi 2024 i will cry and die)

There is literally no way you guys look at each other like that. Stare for atleast SIX MORE SECONDS. (/referring to Puzzlevision movie when FOUR HAD BEEN STARING AT THREE)

and then caring for one another so emotionally like- mate- THATS FRUITY ALREADY- ENOUGH- WITH THE "FRIENDS" WHERE IS THE "BOY" AND "FRIEND"??????

I cant- I cannot- thats how badly they both need each other and slow burn is just- literally... uuuuuurugghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

They both mightve had the longest slowburn i have EVER seen in the sun and moon shipping history/silly

This mostly takes alot of time (judging by like lumity or catradora)

But i wouldnt mind with this also- its- well- kind of almost there but not yet...?

#lizafixates #smg4 #smg34 #smg3 #smg4 smg3 #smg4 crew

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hanni-bae44 · 2 days

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Title: The Office Feud (Wooyoung)

Pairing- Wooyoung x fem!reader

Genre- office au, coworkers, kinda e2l, fluff

Word Count- 4.2k

Summary- Your office fued with Wooyoung ended in the best way possible. Right under the mistletoe.

A/N- ik it’s not Christmas rn but I started to watch The Office and got inspired so I wrote this baby hehe >:)

Everyone was lively in the office around this time of year. And while it was nice to see that for a change, you didn’t quite feel the same holiday cheer.

Impatient, you brought your favorite work mug up to your lips and sipped on your coffee that barely had time to cool. You basked in the bitterness that felt familiarly like how you felt right now as you watched everyone fall under the joy of Christmas.

It’s been a little over a year since you’ve moved to the city. You moved here on a whim and thankfully landed a good office job soon after, settling as a sales representative. You threw yourself at both your day and side job. When you weren’t at the office, you crocheted for your small etsy shop. Your lack of social life never bothered you that much, but now that it was the holidays, you were starting to feel the loneliness settle in. Times ten.

For today’s Christmas party at work, you wore a tacky yet festive sweater that had Will Ferrell dressed as Buddy the Elf on it. Although you loved the movie, you didn’t quite love this sweater that you’ve owned since you were a teen. But since it was just for one lame work party anyway, you didn't bother to go shopping. Your mood was still sour though.

“What’s with the face? Cheer up girl, it’s Christmas,” Jennie nudged you as she leaned against the counter, joining you in the break room. She was making herself a cup of tea when she noticed how distraught you looked.

If there was anyone you were close with at work, it was Jennie, the receptionist. She was practically your only friend if work friends counted.

Right as you were about to respond, her tall boyfriend showed up and kissed her cheek, now standing beside her all lovey dovey. Yunho was always the PDA type. As immune as you were to them flaunting their relationship at work, today just left you feeling insanely bitter. Even more so than Valentine’s Day. And that was saying something.

“It's just lonely this year,” you sighed, twisting at the charms on your bracelet for comfort. It was the last gift your parents gave you before you left. You missed your family but it was impossible to fly back in the snow this year. You thought escaping the outskirts of your small town would make you more happy but that wasn’t the case. You were unhappy there but at least you had your family there. At least you had your dog— Rose— there. In the city, you had no one to come home to. No one to talk to when you weren’t at work.

“You could spend Christmas with me and Yunho. We're just going to open presents and watch movies all day but still, it’s more fun than spending it in an empty apartment,” Jennie offered, looking back at her boyfriend for approval. “Right babe?”

Yunho's face was blank and it was obvious he didn’t want you there. “You know there’s another person here who is spending the holidays alone. Maybe you could spend it with him,” Yunho said, earning an elbow to the stomach from Jennie. It was obvious who Yunho was talking about. Wooyoung. The only other guy in this office that didn’t have family in the city. The only other guy that was single. The only other guy who made it known that he was spending the holidays alone. The guy you disliked.

Although Wooyoung was a hardworking employee with a tremendously high sales record, he also drove you tremendously insane. His desk was right behind yours and he loved to make snarky comments on everything you did. Working with him wasn’t entirely terrible but it also wasn’t pleasant. Especially when you were just trying to peacefully do your work day to day with little to no conflict.

“It’s fine,” you assured Jennie, then glaring at Yunho who raised a teasing brow. “Thanks for the offer but I’d rather be alone than be a third wheel. I’ll probably just bake some cookies and watch Elf or something. You guys have fun without me.”

“If that’s what you want,” Jennie sighed, clinging onto her boyfriend’s arm. “But if you need anything or just want to talk, call me okay?”

“Okay. So are you guys excited for the gift exchange today?” you asked, attempting to change the subject. Nothing more depressing than talking about spending the holidays alone with a couple in love. You took another sip of your bitter coffee.

“Not really, I wish they’d stop making us do these things. Last year, I got a Bob Ross chia plant. Like what am I supposed to do with that? Watch me get a keychain or something my secret santa found in their junk drawer last night while I actually put effort and went out of my way to buy a new gift,” Jennie tsked.

“Hey, you said you liked Bob Ross!” Yunho nudged her, getting defensive again over last year’s gift exchange.

“Yeah, his paintings! What the hell was I supposed to do with a Chia plant of his head?”

You bit back a smile. Secret santas were never fun and always more stress than it was worth. While last year’s secret santa led to a happy ending for Yunho and Jennie, that wasn’t the case for most people. Your company just loved to torture their employees with this ridiculous tradition.

After a while of watching Yunho and Jennie bicker, you decided to cut the tension. “So who did you guys get for your secret santa?”

“I got Hongjoong. That man is tough to get a gift for but I got him a tie,” Yunho said.

“I got Jongho,” Jennie seethed, which made Yunho snicker. “That fucker gets on my nerves but unlike him, I’m a decent person so I got him a karaoke machine since he likes to sing. Hopefully he’ll stop breaking out into songs at work once he receives it. I’ve had enough of his singing. Anyway, how about you, girl? Who did you get?”

You sighed at the reminder of the one guy you couldn’t stand. “I got Wooyoung.”

Jennie gasped while Yunho’s hand dramatically flew to his mouth. The irony, you knew. But before they could say anything, you saw Wooyoung in the corner of your eye and they did too. Speak of the devil. And you didn’t even have to say his name three times before he popped up.

“What is that? Your fourth cup? It’s not even noon yet,” Wooyoung taunted as he walked near you to get to the coffee machine. He began to brew himself a coffee too, then leaning back against the counter to reel in your scowl. “So what were we talking about?”

Your eye drifted down to Wooyoung’s tacky Christmas sweater with a Santa Claus graphic in the middle, with the words “I do it for my Ho’s” embellished in rhinestones around the face. You’d admit, the sweater was quite funny and made you laugh this morning, but now that your sleepiness wore off, all you saw was an annoying sweater worn by an annoying man.

“I should get back to work,” Jennie apologetically smiled, waving at you as she dragged her boyfriend out of the break room. Even though the office was having a Christmas party today, there was still work to be done so she had a valid excuse. But still, you just knew that even your coworkers were tired of seeing you bicker with Wooyoung.

“Look at that, just your presence alone drove my favorite people away,” you glared at Wooyoung.

He shrugged. “Maybe they just got tired of talking to you. You are quite a Grinch in the mornings. It’s the holidays, shouldn’t you lighten up a bit?”

“I’ll lighten up once you stop commenting on everything I do. And for the record, it’s my second cup of coffee! Not fourth, second!” You didn’t know what argument you were trying to win or what point you were trying to make but you just wanted to rub it in his face that he was factually wrong.

“Okay sweetheart. My bad, your second cup of coffee. Is there a reason why you’re so angry today? Did one of Santa’s elves spit in your coffee?”

“No,” you huffed. “But I want to spit in your face.” You wanted to smack your head against the wall the moment you said it. What a lame comeback, come on Y/N, you could do better.

He chortled. “So any plans for the holidays?” He ripped open 5 packets of sugar at once into the coffee. He didn’t even stir it around and just began sipping on drink. What a maniac, you thought. You didn’t comment on how he liked his coffee but something about all that sugar chilling at the bottom of the cup made your skin itch.

“Not really,” you settled on. “You?”

“Same,” he sighed. He was quieter now and looked at you like he had something important to say but instead he remained quiet as he stared down into his coffee mug.

You waved a hand in front of his face. “Are you okay there?”

“Yeah, we should get back to work.” It was as if your words knocked him out of his daze. He took a couple steps to leave but then stopped again, turning back to face you. “And Y/N, you should be more responsible. You were the last to use the printer. Refill the ink if you see it low,” he ordered as if he were in a higher position than you. He was just another sales representative and yet he always did stuff like this. He always acted as if he were better than you.

You heaved a sigh as you watched him walk away. And to think for a second you were actually worried. What a jerk.

Near the end of the day, your coworkers began to huddle around in the conference room for the annual gift exchange and Christmas party.

As it began, you watched as all your coworkers exchanged their gifts to one another and pretended to like them. Jennie received a self care kit, Yunho received a teapot, Jongho received a flannel, and etc. Some people switched their gifts, some didn’t. You didn’t really pay much attention after that until it got to your secret santa’s turn.

Your present for Wooyoung sat wrapped in a box with a red bow on top in the middle of the room. You took great pride in your wrapping and gift giving ever since you were a kid. Even now as you were forced to get Wooyoung a gift, you tried your best to make it look presentable. After all, his gift was the only gift you would be wrapping this year anyway.

You bit back a genuine smile as you watched Wooyoung rip open the wrapping paper. Even though he got on your nerves sometimes, you still respected him as a coworker. He sat across from you right now and although you’d never admit it, the dim office lighting made him look decent today. Perhaps it was just the jollyness of the holiday air but he looked okay in his tacky Christmas sweater.

“AirPods,” he stated the obvious, glancing up at you slowly. “This is way over the budget.” He looked surprised and for once, there was no smug look on his face. Could he not even bother to smile? Was he even happy to have received such a gift? You couldn’t tell with that blank look on his face.

“I know, but I heard you lost yours so I figured you could use some new ones.”

You could hear your coworkers’ side comments around you being both surprised and jealous. It wasn’t a secret that you and Wooyoung bickered a lot in the office. In fact, everyone knew of that which made it even more shocking that you went out of your way to get him a gift four times the budget.

“Yeah, I did need them. Thank you.”

“It’s nothing,” you smiled genuinely.

A couple more people went by before it was your turn to open your gift. It was the last one left and placed in a medium sized gift bag. “It’s from me,” Wooyoung said with his brows raised. “Surprise, I’m your secret santa too. Open it.”

You didn’t say anything and just took a deep breath, preparing yourself for the worst. Wooyoung was a menace around the holidays. It was his favorite time of the year which meant he also pulled a lot of pranks. Just last week, he wrapped Mingi’s whole desk and belongings in colorful wrapping paper. Why? Because he was bored. And just yesterday? He filled the creamer container with salt. Why? Because he knew how much Jongho liked creamer in his coffee but mostly because Jongho took his stapler.

You’ve also heard stories of the gifts Wooyoung liked to give and the last thing you wanted was to receive a bag full of coal in front of all your colleagues when you went out of your way to give him a thoughtful gift. Reluctantly, you stuck your hand into the gift bag only to pull out a toilet mug. Of all things, a toilet mug. A gag gift. Maybe it would be funny if you guys were actually friends but with how shitty he was to you, you’ve never been more insulted.

As if you didn’t hate the holidays enough, you then heard some colleagues around you giggling. You kept your composure as you stared at the toilet mug. You were already holding in your tears all day from the loneliness you felt and now that you were met with this shitty ass gift, you just wanted to cry. You weren't going to, but you wanted to.

“What do you think?” Wooyoung beamed.

Oh, so now he smiled. He wasn’t happy when he received Airpods but he was happy to make a joke out of you in front of your colleagues, how rich. “I figured since you like to drink coffee so much, a toiled mug would be up your alley. And you know since coffee kind of looks like-"

“Gross. Don’t finish that sentence,” Jennie warned with a stern look on her face. And thankfully, Wooyoung listened to her as he leaned back in his chair, waiting for you to say something. Except you didn’t. You were speechless.

“I’ll trade you,” Mingi offered, his voice piercing through the silence.

You glanced over at Mingi who sat beside you. In his lap was a coffee table book he received earlier. Without another thought, you gave him the toilet mug, switching gifts. For some odd reason, Mingi was insanely happy to receive such a mug. At least someone could make it useful.

You didn’t even spare Wooyoung another glance before Jongho clapped, signaling the end of the gift exchange.

For the next hour, everyone just hung in the office and ate food while Christmas music played in the background. Jongho even broke out the karaoke machine Jennie gave him at one point, making the party all the more fun and loud.

You did good at avoiding Wooyoung for the most part. He tried to talk with you when you were at your desk but you went off on him and told him to leave you alone. Thankfully, he wasn’t persistent for once and did as you asked. You managed to ignore Wooyoung for the rest of the night after that as you escaped to the break room where it was more quiet. And a while later, Jennie and Yunho joined you too.

When it was getting late, you parted ways with your coworkers before clocking out. You put on your winter coat and headed to the elevators with Mingi’s coffee table book in your arm. At least you now had a decoration piece for your empty home. You’ve been living in your apartment for over a year now and you still haven’t gone decoration shopping. This was sad, you now realized.

You pressed the button to floor one, then took a deep breath. “Please don’t be so cold,” you said to no one in particular. The last thing you needed right now was for your face to freeze from the snow.

Right as the elevators were about to close, you saw a familiar hand hold the door open. Please, no. Not him. Not right now.

“Hey,” Wooyoung said as he stepped in.

Just great.

“Hi,” you reluctantly said.

Silence.

“So. Thanks again for the AirPods. I’ll use them well.”

“Yeah. Don’t lose them again.”

“Yeah.”

“Also,” he began, turning to face you. “Jennie told me how insensitive my gift was. I didn’t think about how it could’ve come across that way. I’m sorry, I just thought it was funny since you like coffee and all.”

“It’s okay. Really.” It wasn’t, but it wasn’t like you expected him to read your mind. You were already having a shitty week and that damn toilet mug just sent you off.

“No it's not,” he insisted. “You went out of your way to get me AirPods and I got you a damn toilet mug… To tell you the truth, I originally got you this.” He pulled out a small jewelry box from the pocket of his pants. It was the charm of a rose. “I was going to give you this but then I don’t know, I thought it’d make me look too serious so I backed out and gave you a toilet mug instead. I know how much you miss your dog Rose at home, so here, a rose charm to add to your charm bracelet.”

He remembered. You’ve only ever mentioned your dog once to him but that was ages ago. Yet he remembered. You were so touched. “I love it, thank you.” You chewed on your bottom lip as he closed the box again. And since your hands were full, you asked him to put the box in your purse which he did.

You really couldn’t help the tear that rolled down your eyes the moment the elevator door opened. You tried to wipe the tear but you had so much in your hands that you couldn’t. Right as you got out of the elevator, Wooyoung stepped in front of you and the next thing you knew, his hands were at your cheek and his thumb was gently wiping away the tear.

“Wooyoung,” you mumbled, your heartbeat quickening by the second. It felt so foreign to stand so close to him like this. “What are you doing?” His hand was still at your cheek, and it felt so soft and warm. You’ve never felt more vulnerable in front of him right now and yet you can’t even find it within yourself to care or push him away.

“I’m sorry.” His hand fell back down to his side as he took a step back. “For everything. I know how hard it's been for you the past year and all I’ve done is make it hard for you. I only ever just wanted to befriend you. I guess I just didn’t know how to do it.”

While you were confused at where this was all coming from, you didn’t press on it. “It’s fine,” you assured him. “You get on my nerves sometimes but at the end of the day, you only ever push me to be my best self at work so it all checks out.”

“You mean that?”

“Yeah,” you smiled. “It’s all good. Just be a little nicer to me from now on, yeah?”

He softened at that. “Sure. And I’m sorry for making you mad today at your desk.”

“Honestly I was more mad at myself than at you. I was already having a bad week so that dumb toilet mug just made me take it out on you. You didn’t do anything entirely shitty.” You began to walk towards the exit of the building and he followed, even opening the door for you. “Anyway, thanks for the toilet mug earlier but also no thanks. Hopefully Mingi will like it better,” you teased. “I really do appreciate the rose charm though, I miss her alot. So thank you for that.”

“I figured. You always look at her framed picture when your eyes strain at the desk,” he casually said. He then blew air into his hands in an attempt to warm them up.

You raised a brow. “What, do you watch me when I work or something?”

“Not in a creepy way. Just sometimes I look at you to see what you’re up to. Sometimes I consider writing you up for not working,” he joked.

You rolled your eyes. “How nice of you to not write me up then.”

He smiled, feeling more at peace now as the tension between you and him melted away unlike the snow that surrounded you both. “Merry Christmas, Y/N.”

“Merry Christmas, Wooyoung.” As you looked at him, you couldn’t help but notice how pretty his eyes twinkled under the moonlight. How pretty the mole under his eye sat. Right as you were about to say goodnight, you felt a snowflake fall on the book that was in your arms. You looked up at the sky to see more snow fall and then you saw it. A dangling mistletoe. And you were standing under it. With Wooyoung.

Since when did your company put up a mistletoe in front of the entrance? It wasn’t there this morning…

You glanced back at Wooyoung hoping he didn’t realize what you just saw but to your dismay, he did. Your heart began to race at the thought of kissing Wooyoung. Even with your squabbles, it was always hard to completely hate him. Because as annoying as he could be, you've always found him insanely attractive. Even if he was wearing his tacky “I do it for my Ho’s” Christmas sweater right now.

“A mistletoe.” Wooyoung spoke first to fill the silence. He was always one for speaking the obvious.

“Yeah.” You didn’t know what else to say.

Wooyoung looked at you with an unreadable expression, biting on his bottom lip. “Are you okay with a truce to mark this day?” He spoke slowly to watch the way your face reacted with each word. “To end this dumb feud once and for all? In light of the holidays.”

You inhaled sharply then searched his eyes for a sign that he wasn’t playing around. And for the second time today, Wooyoung’s words seemed to hold sincerity.

You really didn’t know where your confidence came from next as you dropped your things to take a step towards him, leaving only a couple inches of space in between your face and his. “If you’re asking if you can kiss me then yes,” you breathed.

His face was so close to yours and before you knew it, his hands were at your jaw and his lips were pressed against yours.

It was addicting how soft his lips were. You couldn’t believe that you were actually kissing Wooyoung outside your workplace right now. And under the mistletoe no less. It was intoxicating how his scent made you. Even though it was night by now, his cologne from the A.M. still lingered and it engulfed your senses fully. The kiss wasn’t passionate nor hot but it also wasn’t chaste. It was an in-between, a mix of the I’ve been waiting to do this for ages now, and the you taste better than I could ever imagine kiss.

You couldn’t believe you were actually kissing your not-so-arch-nemesis right now.

You were the first to pull away. The kiss was great. But what now? There was a stretch of silence where the both of you just looked into each other’s eyes, sharing tender smiles.

Until he cleared his throat. “Truce?”

“Yeah, truce,” you muttered. “I should probably go now though, it’s getting late.” You gestured towards the right where your apartment was. You didn’t want the night to end but you also knew you had to part ways before you said something dumb the future you would regret. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” Wooyoung gave you a soft smile before walking the opposite direction down the street. As you watched his figure get smaller and smaller, you couldn’t help but get reminded of how he was spending the holidays alone too.

Fuck it, you thought. It was now or never.

“Wait!” You ran up to Wooyoung with one last proposition. You were aware of how desperate you looked right now yet couldn’t even care. If someone were to tell you that you were going to ask out Wooyoung this morning, you would’ve laughed in their face. But things were different now and you didn’t dislike him quite as much anymore. “Since we’re both going to be alone this Christmas, do you want to spend it with me? We can watch overrated Christmas movies together and shit on them. Maybe even have a cooking battle or something too since you like to cook. The loser does the dishes?”

He was quiet for a moment with no expression but then his smile grew wide. “I’d never turn down a good competition.”

You bit down on your lip, not wanting to appear so excited. “Cool. Text me whenever then.”

“Sure.” Wooyoung didn’t even bother to conceal his smile. “It’s a date,” he said confidently.

“It’s a date," you repeated. And this time, you didn't bother to conceal your smile either.

Perhaps the holidays wouldn't be so bad after all.

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colby x femreader smut? like maybe y/n’s first time with colby? not like first time virginity but like their first time doing it with each other?

LOVE & LUST

PAIRINGS. colby x fem reader

SUMMARY. after days of thinking about taking the next step it seemed both you and colby were on the same page …

WARNINGS. soft smut! if you’re more into that rough type of smut i have another one for you to check out!

AUTHORS NOTE. thank you for this request! i’m a sucker for some emotional and meaningful imagines! i hope you like it

WORD COUNT. 1400 +

you and colby were lying on your guys' bed watching your favorite show. both cuddled up your head on his chest.

you practically forced him to watch it and even though he won't admit it, he loves it.

in this particular show, there was a scene in which the main character was having her first time with a boy she liked.

they both looked so in love. at first, they were just easing into it, but then it got more passionate.

you were squeezing your thighs as you heard their moans and groans.

the scene was so beautiful and depicted so perfectly.

you had already had your first time; unfortunately with someone that wasn’t worth your time.

you’ve been wanting to take the next step with colby.

you guys have shared passionate kisses here and there. made out and done oral but never really connected that emotionally before.

the scene kept going and you felt colby shift a little.

you sneakily glance at him and see his bulge.

you looked back at the show not even paying attention to it anymore.

your breathing changed and so did his. you could see his hand reach out and get placed on your thigh.

his hand feeling like fire on your skin.

you wanted to start the conversation about it but you didn't know how to start it.

fuck it. you told yourself.

“y/n.” colby said at the same time you said his name.

“colby-”

you both laughed as you buried your head in his chest out of embarrassment.

he sighed and kissed the top of your head.

he waited a moment before he whispered. “you look so beautiful.”

the compliment brought butterflies to your stomach.

you looked up surveying his face. his eyes full of love and lust at the same time.

you couldn’t wait another second before connecting your lips with his.

immediately his mouth moved with yours. both his hands grabbing your face to take dominance over the kiss.

his tongue pushed past moving along yours leaving you out of breath.

he pushed closer to you climbing on top of you and settling between your legs.

you needed air so you pulled away breathing heavily.

“such pretty lips, baby. can never get sick of ‘em.” he kissed your cheek then trailed kisses down your neck sucking love bites on you.

you grabbed his face pulling it back to yours and connecting your lips once again.

you couldn’t get enough of them either.

colby reached for your underwear and tapped your waist.

you immediately lifted your hips.

“this okay?” he asked.

you nodded in reassurance. “yes, more than okay.” you breathe in deeply.

he takes off your underwear leaving your bottom bare.

his fingers connect with your sweet spot immediately rubbing in circles.

“mm, so good.” you whimpered. you were aching for his touch.

he dipped his finger in your arousal and slathered it on your clit so his finger wouldn't feel rough.

“feel good?” he was panting.

“mhm, yeah. feels amazing. more.” you tugged on his boxers. “need you. i want you.”

“you sure, baby?” he raises his brows. not because he doesn’t want to but because he wants to make sure it’s what you truly want.

“yes, i’m sure. been wanting you. so badly for so long.” you raked your hands through his hair and settled them at the nape of his neck tugging on it lightly.

“so needy baby. i love it.” he laughs breathlessly.

his fingers detach from your clit immediately having you miss his hand on your pussy.

he kicks off his boxers swiftly before reaching to the bedside table opening the drawer and retrieving a condom.

“i’m clean and on birth control if that reassures you. do what you’re comfortable with but if you’re comfortable with nothing i’m okay with it.” you lean up and peck his lips.

“i’m clean but are you sure baby. i know i keep asking n but i want to make sure-” he rambles but you interrupt him.

“baby, i am so sure. never been so sure of anything. i love you. so much.” you try to dispel some of his thoughts.

“i love you more baby. you’re my everything.” he kisses you back with a chaste kiss. he put the condom back before stroking himself a little bit. “tell me if you want me to stop baby. in a second i will.”

you nodded ready to take him.

“i need words honey.” his head was buried in your neck pecking it with small kisses.

“mhm, i know. i will baby.” you replied.

as soon as he heard your response he couldn’t wait any longer and started pushing in.

your mouth opened trying to hold back the gasp.

you could feel him stretching you but it felt so good.

at one point it stung a little bit since it had been a while but you closed your mouth and your eyes trying to focus on your breathing.

you heard a deep groan come from his mouth. “so good.” he whispered, his head by your ear.

“fuck fuck fuck.” you whined. colby pulled out and then pushed back in deep touching the sweet spot inside you that had you arching your back.

he kept a steady slow pace hitting that spot over and over. your eyes rolled back because of how good the sensation felt.

“fuck, baby. taking me so well. been waiting for this.” colby said, barely able to finish his sentences.

you nodded in agreement not able to respond quick enough.

“feels so good, colby. faster, please. faster.” you begged scratching your nails across his back.

“oh fuck. yes.” he moaned hair falling in front of his eyes.

at this point, he was going so fast your legs were going numb.

your head fell to the side fully giving into the ecstasy you were experiencing. that tight ball in your stomach was inches away from bursting.

to make things better for you, colby took your right leg throwing it over your shoulder so that he could get deeper inside you. the new change in position had your hands reach up to the back of colby’s hair tugging on it.

he groaned and leaned down to whisper in your head. “do that again baby. i love it. please. so close.”

“i’m so close. oh god.” you whined, tugging on his hair one more time.

“fuck, i love you. so fucking much.” he told you connecting your lips as he continued at a relentless pace.

“i love you.” you said into the kiss.

as you got closer the kiss became sloppier until you faltered and got taken over by your orgasm. you moaned into his mouth. your back arching into him disconnecting your lips which caused him to connect his lips to your chest and neck.

“that’s right baby, fuck.” he groaned, following suit. his hips twitched as he came inside you.

he thrusted slowly rising out his own orgasm.

you were limp as he buried his head into your neck catching his breath.

after a few minutes, he lifted his head up.

“you look so beautiful all fucked out.” he complimented with a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

“mmm, i hope so.” you combed his hair back from his face. you sighed just playing with his hair as your heart rate came back down.

while you combed through his hair with your fingers he was peppering kisses on your neck.

"should get you cleaned up." he muttered pushing himself off you and calmly pulling out.

you winced at the newfound emptiness you felt.

"don't move," he said as he scurried off butt-ass naked to the restroom. he then came back with a wet warm towel and started to wipe along your sensitive area cleaning the mess he made.

"need to go pee too. then we can lay down and finish the episode," you said.

this time you were butt naked only walking to the restroom.

you did your business then went to get some new underwear and slipped it on along with a laced tank top.

when you came back you saw colby with a new pair of boxers sitting on his side of the bed.

you jumped into bed and quickly gave him a kiss on his cheek.

he quickly turned around and tackled you onto your back kissing you up.

"you're so beautiful, baby. how am i so lucky?" he asked.

you give him a chaste kiss on the lips giggling. "oh please. shut up."

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❥# — 𝘐𝘯𝘧𝘰 angst to comfort?, crying, softie shigaraki,

☆ — 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 this is his last visit.

❣︎ — 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 this is for all the shigaraki lovers (including me). this takes place in season 5 so slight spoilers but it’s not a big spoiler, so I hope you guys enjoy 🫦.

next story is hawks!

“ 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝖫𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖵𝗂𝗌𝗍 “ 𝖳𝖮𝖬𝖴𝖱𝖠 𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖦𝖠𝖱𝖠𝖪𝖨 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍

❤︎︎# — SHIGARAKI this was going to be his last visit he did for a good awhile.

it made his heart clench. a feeling that was entirely new to him, he won't be able to see, or even touch you..the thought of not being able to do those things made him irk but he had to do it. since his quirk— decay has gotten a lot stronger and more adapted the doctor agreed to giving tomura what he wanted.

the league or anyone else hasn't said anything to you yet from his order— wanting to tell you himself. so here he was, by your bedroom door watching you sleep. you looked so..peaceful. you were hugging a pillow with the covers half off your body wearing the little bonnet he had gotten you. he sighed walking towards the side of your bed crouching down a bit, luckily since he had gloves on he got to touch you one last time. he placed his hand on your cheek, with a short smile something he's never genuinely done before. you shifted a bit feeling a cold hand on your skin, groggily, you epened your eyes. It was blurry but once you gain vision you were able to see, tomura was in front of you and he looked..a bit different?.

his usual blue hair was now white, his face looked more sharper and clean and his body? he was more muscular, he was wearing a black shirt that hugged his body really well. what was he up to?. almost immediately you placed your hand on top of his, yawning. "you didn't break my door this time did you?." you joked, tomura shook his head with a small smile, "no, I didn't." and his voice too? more deeper and raspy. but you nodded your head, "you sound different..let alone look different. you hit puberty?." you joked now sitting up as tomura rolled his eyes with a sarcastic laugh, "funny. but no I didn't, I assume it has something to do with my quirk adapting.." you spoke a small 'oh' as you took a. strand in your hand. it looked nice. “would you be mad if I said this hair color fits you more?.” he shook his head with a small grin, you also smiled.

"good, because it does. I’ll miss the blue hair though” you chuckled “..but what're you doin here? aren’t you supposed to be somewhere?." he hoped you wouldn’t have asked this question, you seen the reaction on his face. he looked..upset? furrowing your eyebrows you grabbed ahold of his hand. "what's wrong my love?." your soft voice..his hand twitched against your own looking down, "this will be my last visit for awhile." confused. "what do you mean, last visit?." he looked up this time, "doc agreed to give me what I wanted after I proved myself to him." he looked down at his hand, but..doesn't that mean..your eyes widen a bit, "I don't know how long It'll take bu—!." you cut him off by hugging him tightly. he almost fell over by how fast your Impact was but Instantly wrapped his hands around you, his heart clenched again. he didn't want to leave you but after so many long months— years..he finally got what he wanted.

from the tremble of your body tomura knew you were crying but trying so hard to not make It noticeable. you clenched tighter against his neck not wanting to let him go, but you had to. shigaraki softly caressed your hips letting this moment sink In. never in a million years would he had thought he would feel like this, clenching heart, smiling..you were the only person to get him to break. to be so soft too, he would do anything for you, kill for you. he loves you. after a few minutes or so you pulled back from him with a smile of your own, tomura looked at you with soft eyes placing his hand on your cheek wiping away the remaining tears. you looked so pretty when you cried. "as long as you come back to me I'll be fine." you chuckled, he gave another small smile, "I always come back to you sweetheart."

"I'm holding this against you." you teased leaning In to take his lips with yours which he Instantly accepted. the kiss was soft and warm, yet so meaningful. the kiss you shared soon broke apart, leaning your head against his, ”you have to promise me one thing.” he spoke, you looked at him with a nod, “anything.” he breathed In then out, “stay out of the city. I don’t want you caught up in that mess let alone getting hurt. so promise me.” the look in his eyes were serious. despite being confused of this request you nodded your head, “I promise.” he nodded, “good.” — "despite that, how long till you leave?." shigaraki hummed, "not till tomorrow." — "then let's make the most of this.." when you said this, he instantly knew what you meant. you wanted to cuddle with him, laid in bed with him. right when you hit your comforter again laying on his chest, you fell asleep. even though you didn't want too, sleep took over you almost immediately. but as for shigaraki he couldn't sleep knowing this is the last visit before awhile, he traced a long your back and hip sighing. he's going to miss you so much. he knows the league will take care of you by his orders but it still ached him that he had to leave you. all the hate he has in his heart he was able to make a tiny space just for you.

his one love.

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Hi there! So I was wondering if you could make a fic about bakugou x reader, where she and bakugou were childhood friends similar to him and deku, but the reader has been obvious about her crush on him, always complimenting him, telling him she likes him, even going to UA with him.

He would always straight up rejects her but lowkey likes her, (moving forward to kats arc where hes being a better person lol) the reader still makes him bentos from time to time, always follows him but it doesn't seem to 'irritate' him as much (hes just so happy with her always taking his side), patching him up ect. you get the picture

that is until a girl from class B started taking a liking to bakugou as well and theres a senario where reader gets the wrong idea and think that they're dating class B bitch who always tries to get on her nerves, but in reality bakugou straight up rejects her

reader changing bla bla bla, bakugou being like "WHYD YOU STOP BABYING ME STUPID ASS??!"

readers like "wtf?" bakugous like, "if you we have a problem talk to me, im your bf after all"

sorry if its long. i had a wonderful dream id like to relive ❤️

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Bakugou X Reader

Childhood friends to lovers

I love the miscommunication trope, the ending is a little bit different.

Word Count: 2.3k

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Ever since you could remember and much to Bakugou’s dismay you, Deku, and him have been childhood best friends. One thing is very well known between the trio. You have the biggest crush on Katsuki Bakugou. You make sure it’s known. The first time you realized you liked him, you told him almost right away. You both were around the age of seven and were at a playground fooling around. Neither of you guys had gotten your quirks and you “trained” at this particular playground every day whenever you could. You were running chasing the “villain” Deku around and around. Both your faces had dirt covered and you knew with how your clothes looked your mom was gonna be upset at you but who cares? You didn't.

“I’m gonna get you!”

“Nuh-uh!” Deku runs behind the slide and you follow after.

“Boo! Huh?” He had disappeared, quickly you looked around and saw him running up onto the base of the playhouse and into one of the small tunnels that connect the two. You run after. Not paying attention you miss one of the steps on the stairs and fall. Bakugou close behind went to go catch you and it was right then and there his quirk manifested and burned your arm as he grabbed you. “Ow! Ow!” You whined looking up at Bakugou.

“Are you okay?!” Deku comes running back down towards you both and you are slightly dazed so Bakugou asks again, “Are you okay!”

“Your quirk! Bakugou your quirk!!”

“I KNOW STUPID BUT ARE YOU OKAY?” You and Deku both give each other a look before looking at Bakugou.

“Yes, I’m okay!” you lied. “Bakugou, your quirk!” He smiled, and it was almost like you watched his ego form right then and there.

‘Hell yeah, I got my quirk before you two!' He turns and puts his arm out away from you guys and gives a small blast. “Look how cool it is!” After some of the excitement dies down, you manage to beg Bakugou to give you a piggyback as he walks you home after you both drop off Deku. “I don’t see the point in this.” He adjusts you on his back a bit to make it more comfortable for himself.

“Think of this as payback.” You giggle as you hear him groan. “Hey Bakugou?”

“What.”

“I like you.”

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Years later you guys got into UA together and lucky for you and Izuku, in the same classroom as well. Confessing to Katsuki happens at least every other week, and him rejecting you happens every time. You both have gotten into a schedule. You’d walk to school and on certain days bring him a Bento box. You’d go to class and try and do everything with him if Mr Aizawa allows it. At the end of the day, Katsuki always walks you to your dorm before walking to his.

You knock on Katsuki's door and hear some grumbling before he answers the door, “Why can’t I get you at your dorm? Why do you always come to mine?” You shrug and hand him the Bento box you made him. “You gotta stop making these.”

“You say that, but you love it!” he rolls his eyes and takes it out of your hands. You both start walking to class together. “So I was thinking you and I could pair up because I heard Izuku and Todoroki are gonna pair up.”

“Why do you always wanna pair up together.” “To save you from the embarrassment of not getting picked.”

“I would get picked!”

“Absolutely not.” You go to open the door to the classroom but Katsuki quickly opens it for you, you smile and walk in.

You follow him to lunch and sit next to him. He grumbles his small complaint but quickly eats the food he complained about. He never says thank you or compliments the food, but you know he appreciates it by how empty he leaves the bento once he’s done. “It’s cold.”

“Stop complaining, maybe you should have brought your jacket.”

“Alright asshole my fault I forgot it!” The bickering goes back a forth a bit before you stand up, “Walk without me I need to talk to Denki about something.”

“Whatever.”

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You switch the song on your phone before putting it in your skirt pocket and walk to class. You smile seeing Katsuki ahead of you and run to catch up but stop quickly. Katsuki is handing a girl his jacket and she’s smiling at him. Your heart sinks and you feel nauseous as you watch him open the door for the girl. You look at his face. ‘Is he blushing?!’ you bite the inside of your cheek and walk into the classroom. You hear Katsuki call after you but you ignore him. The small banter between you two is non-existent and the whole class quickly takes notice because you are uncomfortably quiet. The notes Katsuki passes to you go unread and you push them off your desk. Katsuki is panicking in his head, he is going through every single thing he’s done today and he can’t think of anything he has done wrong. You were fine at lunch and if anything happened you wouldn't ignore him, if anything you'd whine and complain to him about it. To Katsuki’s surprise, he’s really annoyed you aren't complaining to him. The bell rings and you quickly stuff your bag with all your things and speed walk to the door. “Hi is Katsu there?!” of course, you would run into her and Katsu?! Who the fuck does she think she is? Everyone is staring at the two of you, you step to the side to let the girl in and she runs up to Katsuki. “Katsu!” Your classmate's eyes follow the girl and look at you thinking the same exact thing you are. You shrug and walk out.

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The next morning you walk to the classroom by yourself. Denki and Izuku come to check on you but you wave them off saying you are okay. Before they both walk away you quickly ask Denki to be partners in training. He gives a look to Izuku before agreeing. Katsuki walks in minutes later, late. He tries to talk to you but Aizawa tells him to get into his seat and he obeys.

Training starts a couple of hours later, and just like you guessed, no one wants to partner with Katsuki. He watched as you walked over to Denki when Aizawa announced that you all should grab partners. He’s crushed but shakes it off. His pride stops him from walking up to you. Kirishima takes one for the team and partners up with Katsuki. The training goes well, and surprisingly, you and Denki are a great team.

“I think we should be a team more often, Y/N!” You smile, agreeing with him. The next set of teams that are put against each other are You and Denki vs. Kirishima and Katsuki. During the whole fucking battle you manage to avoid Katsuki, you don’t know how you manage to pull that off and neither does he because he tried so hard to come after you specifically. By the end of the battle you and Denki come out victorious and Katsuki is pissed. Katsuki rips off his gauntlet looking at you and Denki walking off together and talking.

“Denki I-”

“Kaminari.” he corrects.

“Kaminari.” You smile. “I just don’t get it. Who the fuck is that girl?! Where did she come from? I’m with Katsuki so much how did I not notice there was another girl.”

“Doesn't he reject you all the time?”

“A part of me doesn't like it’s a rejection. He likes the things I do for him, but his rejection seems like a wait, not a no.” you put your hands up to your face, “I’ve liked him since we were little. The memory of me first liking him is imprinted into my body! How do you just get over that? How do you get over Katsuki Bakugou.” Kaminari puts his hand out to stop you from walking into a wall. You look at him and his face is looking at you with confusion.

“What do you mean by imprinted?” You roll up your sleeve and show him the big scar that was left on your body.

“This happened when his quirk first manifested. It was by accident and instead of celebrating his quirk he made sure I was okay first.”

“That doesn't sound like Bakugou.”

“I KNOW!” You rest your back against the wall, and Kaminari leans against it facing you. You don’t know how long you talked, but at some point, the talking turned into scheming. Katsuki comes walking up and the girl is right next to him talking away and honestly, he’s annoyed. It takes everything in him not to scream in her face. He sees you first. Then he sees Kaminari leaning against the wall next to you. At the same time, you see him first. Then the girl walking next to him. He takes note that he’s changed and cleaned up after training, you guys aren't even changed out of your hero outfits and are still all messy. The training ended an hour ago. He stops walking which the girl next to him takes as a green light to wrap her arms around his arm. Kaminari notices and quickly stands in front of you to block your line of view.

“Don’t look it’s only gonna hurt more.”

“Come to my dorm.”

“What?”

“Come to my dorm right now.” You grab his arm and drag him away aggressively. Kaminari has to stop himself from complaining your grip hurts.

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Katsuki got up early enough to get to your dorm room. He knows this is the time you leave, he knows your exact schedule to the T. He knows your whole life and who you're close with so he’s honestly so fucking confused why you walk out of your dorm room and run up to Denki fucking Kaminari. On top of that, you hand him a bento box. His fucking Bento box. He’s stunned and stands there like a dumb ass watching as you walk away with him.

Class is giving him a headache. He just feels the need to take as many pain pills as he can. You and Denki have been joking around non-stop and it doesn't help that you sit in front of Katsuki and Denki sits in front of you. The class feels like forever. There is no training today so it is just class and he doesn't know how long he can just sit here and watch as you painfully ignore him. He concludes he’ll talk to you before lunch but that plan is quickly foiled as the girl from class 1B comes barging into the classroom like she owns the place and attaches herself to him. Katsuki watches as you stare a second before Kaminari puts an arm around your shoulder and walks you out of the room as quickly as he can. He makes a new plan that he’ll talk to you at lunch but that plan is also quickly ruined as the girl blocks him at his table so he can’t get up and go to you. So as your plan goes perfectly, he gets a perfect view of you and Kaminari sitting and having lunch together. He then makes plan number three, he’ll follow you around until he gets the perfect moment to yell at you. It’s perfect. He follows you to class with the annoying girl talking away. He sits in pain the whole rest of class as he watches you and Kaminari fool around the whole time.

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“Why are you following me around.” You turn to look at him. You landed at your childhood park once you realized Katsuki was following you around. It’s cold and you hug yourself.

“So she speaks.”

“Don’t be an ass Bakugou. Why are you following me?” Katsuki’s stomach sinks. At least he knows how you feel now.

“Bakugou?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“What’s wrong with me?”

‘Don’t act fucking stupid.” He takes off his jacket and gets closer to you, You take a step back. “See what I mean?! I’m trying to give you my jacket and you step away from me! What the fuck Y/N!”

“Sorry, I don’t want what another girl got.”

“What are you- oh…”

“Yeah oh! Kaminari told me I wasn't being stupid but maybe I am! Maybe I should have stopped liking you when you rejected me the first time! BUT NO!” you get closer grabbing his shirt, “You make it so fucking difficult to not be in love with you!” He stares at you and leans down, as much as you don’t want to, you push him away. “No this had gotta stop. I’m not gonna let you keep toying with me and I gotta stop being so delusional.”

“You aren't being delusional.”

“Really because that girl has gotten more attention than I have gotten from you in years. Every time I confess since we were kids you act like I didn't say anything!”

“I just wasn't ready for things to change.” you scoff at him.

“It was always going to change! Did you like dragging me along? Where did that other girl come from?” you sit down on one of the swings and kick some wood chips. Putting your hands on the chain.

“I just wanted to make sure I liked you and I wasn't just… I don't fucking know! You're the only girl who has been in my life that wasn't my mom!” you glare at him.

“Wow.”

“Listen Y/N, I know it was stupid but I just needed to know before our relationship changed and I fucked everything up.” “So what was this conclusion from your stupid fucking experiment?” Katsuki takes this as a green light to come closer to you. You don’t say anything.

“That no girl compares.”

“Wow, Romeo it took you that long?” Katsuki stands in front of you and puts his hand on top of yours. You look up at him.

“Yeah, I know.”

“I’m not confessing again.”

“I know.” He leans down and kisses you.

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Untitled. Part two.

[part 1]

Summary: The team finds out about Deacon and his girlfriend.

Note: Reader is a fashion model in her twenties. Deacon and Annie only have three kids. // I'm gonna write such short pieces about them because why not.

Warning: age gap, afab!reader.

You decided to bring a bunch of donuts to the station, strictly for the members of 20-David. Of course, knowing them, they would share it with the others, but you didn’t mind. It only proved how kind all of them were, looking out for every S.W.A.T. member there, even if they were on a different team. Chris led you and the delivery guy to the kitchen as secretly as she could, giving you the chance to talk alone before alerting the others about the gift.

“So what’s this about?” she asked as she pointed at the boxes.

A small laugh left your lips as you looked at your hand for a moment. “Deac’s been a little tense lately, I assumed you guys went through something rough he doesn’t want to tell me about. I mean, it’s okay, he will talk when he’s ready to share these things with me, but until then I just wanted to cheer him up.”

She rested her elbows on the table, then placed her chin on his hands as she watched you. “And if the team asks? Because they don’t know about the two of you, I doubt you want to reveal it now.” You shrugged, but the look on your face probably gave away that she would be your excuse. “All right, I’m the one having a bad week. But you owe me one for this. Maybe you should take me to a photoshoot or fashion show abroad. Just an idea,” Chris said with a wink.

“Deal.”

When she glanced over at your shoulder, you knew you weren’t alone anymore. And sure enough, not two seconds later you felt a hand on your shoulder for a moment as this person walked past you. “What do we owe the pleasure of having you here? And I guess these are from you,” Street added as he reached out to open a box, but Chris was quick to slap his hand to stop him. “Hey, I only wanted to take one.”

She rolled her eyes at him. “Yeah, right. You take one, I leave the room to tell the others, and by the time I get back, an entire box is missing,” she explained in a semi-real grumpy tone that made you laugh.

You patted the chair on your right to make him sit down, while Chris stood up and left to herd the rest of the team into the kitchen. Until they got back, you got lost in a conversation with Street and answered every question of his about a recent job of yours and a few more about a model that he followed on Instagram.

Hondo, Luca and Deacon showed up a few minutes later, and your boyfriend chose to stand across from you by the other side of the table, the small smile on his lips giving away that he was happy to see you. You explained that Chris had seemed a little off lately and you thought the whole team might need something to bring back the good mood.

This little group of yours began a cheerful conversation while eating some of the donuts, but at one point Luca stopped everyone and asked you, “What was that look?” You gave him a questioning look, having no idea what he was referring to. He pointed at Deacon then began to explain what he saw. “I saw that look you two exchanged. You're hiding something.”

“Yeah, Luca’s right,” Street chimed in. “And it's not the first time he noticed something like this. Remember when you said he was looking at her for a little too long the last time she was here?”

Luca playfully punched his arm to shut him up, but by now it was too late. Hondo glanced over at Deacon with a mysterious smile, while Chris’ eyes were fixed on you. You didn't know which one of you was supposed to say anything, if you even had to say anything. But these people were his second family, your secret would be safe here.

“We… are… seeing each other,” Deacon said after a while, his brown eyes falling on you as if he was expecting you to get mad at him for telling them the truth. So you nodded with a smile to assure him it was okay. “For four months now, right?”

You nodded. “Yeah, something like that.” It was Hondo who asked about the kids, bringing up a topic you still weren't ready to talk about. “I haven't met them yet. It takes time, I don't want to rush things.”

Your boyfriend nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets. “But I've been prepping them for the meeting. They know there's a woman in my life who I love and they can't wait to meet her,” he said with a smile.

“Pay up,” Luca told Street with his hand held out. Upon seeing the confused look on your faces, he flashed a wide smile at the team. “I told him there’s something going on here, but he said I’m just imagining things.” He took the money from his roommate, then walked over to Deacon to pull him into a quick hug. “I’m happy for you. You deserve to be happy.”

A small smile crept on your lips when you saw your boyfriend’s reaction. He knew what Luca was referring to, and you were happy his closest friends were supportive. To be honest, until this moment, you weren’t sure if he had really been happier lately or if it was just your imagination telling you that you made him happy. But if they saw it too, it must have been true.

When Deacon's eyes landed on you, he flashed a smile at you, one you returned without hesitation. You were head over heels for this man, and you thought maybe it was time to put some real effort into this relationship. You slid off your chair and walked over to him, taking his hand without thinking as you looked up at him.

“When's the next time you have the kids over?”

At first he looked confused, but once he caught your drift, he said, “This weekend. Does this mean you're willing to do this?” You nodded and he leaned down to capture your lips in a soft kiss. “Thank you.”

“It's time for me to do this. For you.”

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