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A part two cause I couldn't help myself <3

I wasn't sure how to name Ganon's horse as there wasn't really an official name so there were two options of Phantom or Galloughs as both names have been mentioned when it comes to his steed so I just went with Phantom-

Also including a love triangle???? Square??? Uh well, would it be a square?? Technically, since it's a couple who wants the reader and Ganon who wants the reader, I would imagine it to be a triangle and not a square? Ah who knows at this point 🕳👩‍🦯

The last note is that I'm making Ganondorf around 8 feet or 240 cm. There are way too many things about his height to make sense of so I'll just go with this.

But for real, I had a lot of fun writing the first part, so here's the second one! Also this ended up way longer than I was expecting 🧍‍♀️

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes, mentions of stalking, Virgin reader, smut, oral (female receiving), cunnilingus, fingering, slight breeding kink???,

Yandere Ganondorf x Archeologist Reader (part two)

The throne room went silent. The acceptance of the proposal nearly made Zelda faint, her hand holding onto the side of Sonia's throne for support.

"So long as this will keep the peace I will accept. I don't want any more bloodshed or any more fighting. If a marriage between the Gerudo and Hylians can keep peace I am willing." You started, bring your hands together before taking a deep breath.

"But you must know that I myself am not a distant relative of royalty. Zelda is but I myself am not. So any benefits regarding that are void. I don't think it would be fair to lie about it." You stated, finishing everything you wanted to say.

Ganondorf was surprised at the revelation but not by much. He had suspected something, as you were far different from both Sonia and Zelda in quite a bit of aspects. But even his warriors agreed before the meeting that even if you were not of distant royalty, it wouldn't matter.

Once Rauru had heard the statement he was hoping that Ganondorfs greed would prevent him from marrying anyone who was not of royal descent as marrying a Hylian already sounded out of character for the Gerudo King.

But when he didn't see him falter he gripped the arm of his throne and held back from speaking as Ganondorf spoke up, "Your intelligence, beauty, and kindness are what make you valuable to not only me but also my tribe. I can guarantee peace and your happiness as well my lady.".

Rauru and Sonia gave each other a knowing look before looking to Zelda, hoping she may be able to talk you out of this foolishness. But she could only give them a shake of her head, her eyes falling on your figure. That look in your eyes settled everything.

Even before they came to the past there were times where you were incredibly stubborn. Moments where you wouldn't step down from something, especially if you had your mind set on it. And even if you yourself had doubts, you would rarely stop. And the look in your eyes was the exact look you had when you dug your heels down and Zelda doubted she could stop you.

Ganon had a giant smile on his face, a light chuckle escaping his throat as he quickly approached you and held you up by your arms, twirling you around in the air with him.

You let out a squeal, realizing just how tall he was as he lifted you over his head slightly. You definitely did not want to be dropped by this man. He had to at least be the size of a small building...

But he quickly stopped twirling you upon realizing your fear of being so high and then brought you close to give your forehead a light kiss. "Thank you, my love, I guarantee you won't regret this."

The sudden term of affection and closeness startled you, causing a bit of blush to adorn your cheeks before he set you down, his head turning to face Rauru.

"It looks as though the Gerudo and Hylian people will be joined with this marriage. I and my warriors were planning to leave in three days. We hope to bring Y/n along so we can plan our wedding together." He states, the echo of his voice roaming through the hall only added further irritation to the king of Hyrule.

Unfortunately, Rauru can not object in public to this marriage. On the surface, it's a good deal. He and his people are guaranteed peace and what would be decent trading for different kinds of fabrics and ores. But deep down, he knew it wouldn't last. Especially since he and Sonia desired to keep you for as long as possible. They had their own plans on how to win your affections, and yet Ganondorf had ruined everything.

Rauru only gave a nod, letting Ganondorf walk you out of the hall.

Sonia turned to look at Rauru, tears forming in her eyes as she grabbed his hand, "What do we do? We can't let her go to a man like that! Much less marry him!" She cries, Zelda, coming to soothe Sonia, silently wishing that Ganondorf would just leave you here at least so she could have more time to try and convince you of how much of a bad idea this was.

As the throne room remained tense, Ganondorf walked with you to the common room where his warriors dwelled, many of the women beamed with smiles when delivered the good news.

While Ganondorf was congratulated, you were surrounded by the tall Gerudo women before being patted on the shoulder. They gave you big smiles and brought you to sit down at a table.

"We are so glad he chose you! You may not be as tall and strong as we are, but his majesty told of us your love for the desert and about your intellect so we are very happy!" One spoke, another set their arm to rest on the table before leaning in a bit, "And you have such soft-looking skin! Undoubtedly you'd be very lovely to hug at night. I'm sure you feel nice and warm for his majesty.".

You could only get embarrassed at their words before laughing awkwardly. The Gerudo sure were extroverted and talkative. Yes, you were more of an introvert, but you found the women's boisterous laughter and big smiles fun to be around.

Ganon meanwhile had pulled out a scroll, laying it on the table, slowly laying it to spread across with what looked to be a layout of sorts.

"This is the plan for the palace, and hopefully, the village that will surround it. Building in the desert is difficult but my tribe has found a spring where the water flows freely. Some of what you told us about how to build and where to build has been very helpful as many of the times we stay in tents or huts made from different types of animal hides." He states.

"I was hoping you could tell me more. I want our wedding ceremony to be held when the palace is built so we could have a proper home to live in." He adds, sitting next to you, keeping his legs on the floor so he would be at eye level with you.

He wanted your input. This would be your home just as it would be his. He wanted a solid home that would hold up and luckily you knew different ways.

You excitedly began forming a proper list of materials to put the palace together, even giving ideas on steady gates for when the village would be made. You gave ideas on how to get the white dye for the tiles to put on the roof and tried your best to think of ways that would be the most efficient and worth it, wracking up the knowledge you've culminated and putting it to use.

You were hoping that by creating a steady environment for the Gerudo tribe and creating a home, the future would not turn out to be too horrible. And that Ganondorf hopefully wouldn't turn out to be the great evil that wants to destroy the kingdom of Hyrule.

And so with that Ganon had sent a messenger bird off with the scroll before returning to sit next to you.

"I didn't prepare a ring." He mutters, a light scowl reaching his lips as he realized his mistake. You put your hand over one of his before smiling, "I'm sure you weren't exactly thinking you'd be in this situation so don't be too hard on yourself. I'm not that picky." You add.

You didn't know much about the wedding traditions of the Gerudo. From what you knew, they didn't marry often, only going outside of the tribe to find someone to have a child with, and some rarely settling outside of the tribe.

And with one male born once every 100 years you didn't know a lot about how that male would choose his bride or even if he chose one. And you never knew if they had children. Information on the Gerudo was harder to get and you tended to focus more on the land whenever you went there, always curious about the desert beyond where the Gerudo stayed.

It's also how you knew about how they built their main village and how they did their best to insulate and keep their people from getting dehydrated in the desert heat.

You knew at this point in time they had yet to build the village since you asked around. You didn't know exactly how far back you and Zelda had traveled but you did know that it was far enough that most villages looked far different than they did in the future.

And because of that you couldn't help but want to help them build it. Even if it meant changing the future wasn't that the point? To prevent certain things from happening?

You didn't want to think about it, shaking your head to rid your thoughts ad you focused on the present.

Ganondorf had gone to prepare for departing, making sure the horses had enough supplies and making sure to pack enough for the long trip back.

It was going to take at least three days of travel, finding that he didn't want to push you too hard just to make it back quicker.

He knew the Gerudo, especially the warriors he brought back, were stronger than the average Hylian. And while he knew his warriors could handle a rough ride back with no breaks, he didn't want to put you through that and risk causing you to fall ill.

When you left to your room to pack your things, bringing along several notebooks where you had written knowledge that you've kept over the years, things you had a harder time remembering all written in a code you developed just for yourself.

It wasn't until the last day that Zelda, Sonia, and Rauru entered your chamber, all with concerned looks on their face. You knew for sure they would try to stop you at any cost if you had told them before the meeting three days ago, but they couldn't cancel it now.

Rauru stayed near the door as Sonia and Zelda approached you. Zelda was the first one to speak, "Are you sure about this Y/n? This really doesn't seem like a good idea. We have no clue what that man is planning!".

You made sure that the cloth bag was well organized, beginning to put the buttons through the buttonhole, ensuring that nothing would slip from the bag after it is closed. You were listening to Zelda go on about the dangers but the moment your bag was closed you went to make sure that there were some you could change into before you left in the morning lying on top of your bag that now rested on a chair.

"Zelda I know you don't think this is a good idea, just as I know that both Sonia and Rauru are willing to let relations with the Gerudo sour. But this is a chance to change the future!" You started, turning to face them, holding your hands together to prevent them from knowing how anxious you truly were.

You squeezed your own fist, your brows furrowed in slight frustration, "I don't know what Link may be dealing with in the future. But couldn't there be a possibility to prevent a tragedy from happening? We both know what happens to the founding Kingdom of Hyrule Zelda. We warned them but it's possible that may not change the fate of the kingdom.".

"So by trying to keep the peace between Ganondorf, who may be the start of the tragedy, and the kingdom of Hyrule, shouldn't that be the priority?" You asked.

Sonia stepped up beside Zelda, her posture straightened and her eyes showing the slight frustration she felt, "I understand you wish to change things but it's possible things may not change. There's the possibility that there's no way to change the future as the events that happen now shape your future. Or the possibility that changing the future could make both you and Zelda disappear from the present." She claimed.

Sonia stepped closer to you, putting a hand on your shoulder and the other to hold your cheek, "Listen Y/n, if you could change the future, that could mean that you would be stuck here and Zelda would go back to her life unknown to what had happened. If things were to go south and you were stuck here, you could be in danger or worse. If you were stuck here and in a place where I or Rauru cannot protect you then you would be the only one to suffer." She insists, putting her forehead to yours as she held you close.

Rauru stepped away from the door and closer to you, pulling Sonia a little bit away as he put his hand on your other shoulder. A certain red-haired male came close to the door about to knock till he realized it was slightly open.

"Me and Sonia care about you. We don't want to see you hurt. The Gerudo will be fine without you. And Ganondorf is a rough individual. A man who has hurt and killed others. And the desert is a rough place where the day is sweltering and the nights with a harsh chill. It is not a place for a fragile Hylian like you." He claims, his eyes narrowing as though to try and scare you out of your decision.

Their words reminded you of how one would talk to a child about the dangers of the world. It irritated you so you took a step away from the royal couple, not realizing the slight possessive look in their eyes turned to one of desire for something they needed to control.

"The desert can be harsh for those that don't understand it. But I've been there! I've done my research and learned. I can help the Gerudo people and maybe they won't resent the harsh nature of the desert much when they can finally dwell in it without worry." You said, determination adorned your face as you stared straight at the three.

"As for Ganondorf, so long as I'm useful and don't get in the way I'm sure I will be fine. While I'm not sure if he loves me or not, I don't think he's a bad man. I'm sure he had to do things to protect his tribe that he wouldn't have had to do if he wasn't born into the role of King. Unless he does something heinous in front of me or there is proof I won't consider him some monster." You finish, putting your foot down on the matter.

Zelda tried to talk again but you wouldn't listen, grabbing a towel so you could prepare a bath. Sonia was visibly upset but Rauru knew they couldn't change your mind, they would need to come up with another solution so he convinced Sonia and Zelda to return to their quarters and he felt regretful as he too left.

There were no traces of the Gerudo King by the time they had left your chambers, but he was quite content with what he heard.

He knew you were far too kind, especially if the rumors about him didn't sway you away from him. But he would need to fix the misunderstanding about his marriage to you.

He needed to make sure you understood that he loved you. He wouldn't marry just because it was beneficial to his tribe. Occasionally, he had trysts with some women of his tribe but they were never candidates to stand by his side.

He wouldn't marry if it wasn't you. No one else would bare his children, and no one else would ever lie in his bed other than you. Once he had you, he wasn't letting go.

And when he finally had you in his territory he would make sure you knew he loved you. He would never want you to think he didn't.

The night was unbearably silent for many in the Hyrule castle. Some had hoped that the Gerudo would attack so that a single person would know their intentions weren't pure. And others had hoped for the night to go by faster, having a desire to return home and help improve it so they wouldn't have to worry about their people any longer.

And as morning came, you brushed your hair, made sure everything was in your two bags, and went to the stables where most of the Gerudo already were, along with the three Hylian Royals that hated to see you go but wanted to at least see you off.

Zelda looked like she would cry, and Sonia stayed in place. Rauru was always the most visibly calm out of the three, but if you looked closely at his eyes, you'd see just how upset he was.

Ganondorf was preparing his horse along with the rest of the Gerudo warriors, his face visibly lit up when he saw you enter the courtyard next to the stables.

"Little Vai! You made it just on time." He said happily, leaning down to get the two bags you had in your hands. He thought you'd have more possessions but didn't question it as he went to latch it onto his horse, which you notice is far larger than any horse you had seen.

While Ganondorf made sure everyone was set to go, you turned to face the Hylian Royals.

Zelda looked upset but you simply embraced her tightly, your head resting on her shoulder as you let out a small sigh, "I know you don't agree, but please don't resent me for this. You and Link are my best friends. I don't know what I'd do without you. That's why let's hope everything goes well, okay?" You asked, trying not to tear up.

You didn't have any family in the future of Hyrule. Your parents had died due to some monsters long ago and you were taken in by Purah as you lived in Hateno Village. Purah was your family, and when you had grown close to Link you finally felt like you had a friend. Link was someone who could share the loneliness you felt.

And when Zelda came along you felt as though you could share your interests with her. So you didn't want her to be so upset.

Zelda nodded silently, you could hear soft sniffles come from her as she held you back just as tightly. You two eventually let go, Zelda gave you what looked to be a book wrapped in a ribbon.

"It's a gift. I'll be attending your wedding of course! But for now, just stay safe, and I know you get bored without too many things to read, so hopefully, you'll enjoy this."

You smiled softly, giving her another hug before you finally faced Rauru and Sonia.

They both looked a bit disappointed, but Sonia couldn't hold back and hugged you tightly, Rauru following just as quickly. It felt so warm and nice to be wrapped in their embrace, and you hugged them both with one arm.

Rauru came close to your ear and whispered, "If he does anything you don't like or tries to hurt you, we'll do anything to get you back here okay? Press the button on this if anything happens and you want to come back. This place will always be a home you can come back to." He said, placing a small Zonai device into your pocket carefully. You reached down into the pocket of the robes you wore, feeling the metal in your hand.

You could feel the slight bump of the button and marks engraved into the metal. You were sure you'd never need to use it but nodded to give Rauru some peace of mind.

They both let you go, Sonia reached a bit to leave a soft kiss on your forehead and gave you a small smile before she let go of you. Sonia didn't think she could say anything without revealing how upset she was so she remained quiet.

Finally, you could set off.

"Ready?" Ganondorf asked, looking down at you. His hand reached out to you after you placed both the device and book into one of your bags. And you took it, nearly squealing when he placed his hands on your hips and put you onto his horse, quickly mounting it afterward.

"Wait! I'm riding with you?" You asked, a little surprised. You had learned horseriding from Link and honestly hadn't expected to ride with Ganondorf.

He let out a soft chuckle, softly patting your head, "My horse's name is Phantom. She's big and strong. She's the only one I trust to carry both you and me. Now hold on tight my love.". With that he took off, his warriors following behind.

He didn't go as fast as he would have normally, not wanting the ride to be too rough for you. Leaving the Great Plateau was relatively easy, with the gate opening and finally setting off past the founding kingdom of Hyrule.

You held onto Phantom, your hands holding onto the edge of the saddle, not wanting to pull on her mane. You could feel Ganondorf behind you, his size doubling yours made you feel like you were completely engulfed by the man.

But you could still feel the wind rush against your cheeks, watching the sights as you travel. Finally, after crossing the bridge to make it to Gerudo Canyon, everyone stopped, setting up a small camp so everyone could rest.

A small tent was set up for you to rest in, one of the warriors smiling as they made sure you had some water to drink set by the cot for you.

The last thing you saw as the tent closed was Ganondorfs' broad back sitting near the entrance of your tent.

You really tried to sleep, but all the excitement about the journey kept you up.

You slowly peeked your head out of the tent, leaning a bit to find the Gerudo King seemingly asleep, sitting cross-legged and his arms crossed.

It looked uncomfortable to sleep like that. You gazed at the couple of scars you could see across his body, and then peered up at his face, taking in his features for a bit.

You knew that if they had really wanted to they could have made the trip back to their home in a day. Especially with how strong the Gerudo were, there was no doubt in your mind that Ganondorf had taken your health and safety into consideration.

It seemed foolish but you took an extra blanket from your tent and slowly wrapped it around his shoulders, standing up on your toes to make sure it would stay before leaving a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you." You whispered, before heading back inside your tent, finally ready to rest for the night.

But of course, the beloved Gerudo King had been awake the whole time, always on alert unless within his own safe space in his village. He touched his cheek, and the biggest grin formed on his face.

Oh, how he adored you.

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The next day and night passed, the final day of travel leaving you slightly exhausted with all the riding that you were doing. You felt a bit guilty for ill you felt. But you tried your best to keep quiet the whole time, not wanting to become a bigger inconvenience.

Finally, the party of warriors arrived at Gerudo village, the vast desert surrounding the village and a natural spring forming an oasis.

And you got to see the progress that everyone had done due to your instructions. A couple of houses were built as practice and the main outline of what seemed to be a palace was completely dug out.

Soon after you met a lot of the people within the village, and many children ran around, and in certain areas, warriors practiced or had mock battles.

It was fun to learn more about the people you'd be living among. And like the blink of an eye, a month passed, and you helped the villagers learn techniques to help make houses while Ganondorf was busy with other things.

You and Ganondorf had hardly any time to see each other, occasionally having a meal together. You both prepared for the wedding and for the palace to be completed.

It honestly didn't take long for the palace to be completed either, the knowledge you had helped it go faster and smoother. Plus it was fun to plan out where certain rooms would go. You also helped plan out areas for the village, several more houses being built since you asked for the team that was building the palace to be split up so more people could have houses quickly.

Luckily, Ganondorf agreed with that. It made the village grow, and some people had made lovely white tiles, with blue, green, and yellow tiles mixed in. A couple of the children had some fun and painted the tiles with flowers or different symbols.

You sat on the floor with them, decorating some tiles and painting some regular ones so there would be enough for the next batch.

And while you sat there, surrounded by laughing children who enjoyed your stories and also enjoyed telling you jokes they had learned, you were being watched by Ganondorf. There was a smile on his face as he watched you smile with the children.

A part of him was trying to get things as done as possible, knowing that if a rough sandstorm came, it could seriously affect their progress and the lives of his people. But the other part of him enjoyed this feeling of peace that came with your existence. It made him spend a bit more time on wedding preparations so you two could be wed already.

The palace was nearly finished, and the perfect-sized butte (a/n a butte is like a mesa but smaller!) that contained a spring of what seemed to be a never-ending flow of water was perfect to dig into for the formation of the palace, large arches carved to let fresh air in and slowly building the houses surrounding it.

He didn't know much about decor so he left it to you and the other Gerudo women, some teasing about how big the bed would need to be in the bedroom.

Luckily, he got to trade with more Hylian people for goods and seeds since word of an alliance between the kingdoms was formed. It also made it easier for the Gerudo women to wander through Hyrule in search of a husband or a man to have a child with.

Everything was going to plan. It meant he could start on his other plan to slowly get certain royal Hylians riled up.

He wasn't a fool, he knew how King Rauru and Queen Sonia looked at you. While Zelda had an obsessive sort of friendship with you, he could tell the other two had different interests.

The desire to possess you and never let you go was something he shared in common with the Hylian Royals. But he also deeply enjoyed watching you have fun with the people of his tribe. And he could tell his people were fond of you. You were highly intelligent but didn't show it off as if you knew everything. You told them stories and wanted to hear his people's stories in return, gaining knowledge just as much as you gave it out.

You weren't arrogant or a snob, and you would gently guide those that needed help. And you even asked for help when you needed it. If you were struggling with something or wanted an opinion on something you would ask. And for that, it made it easy to approach you.

The children adored you and so did everyone. The women liked to style your hair, some complementing your figure and how pretty you looked in their traditional clothing.

And you carried a light umbrella made by some of the children around since they didn't think you were used to the desert sun quite yet and insisted you carry it around.

And he loved it. Ganondorf loved that the people enjoyed you almost as much as he did. Despite not getting to see you, he made sure the guards he ordered to follow you would tell him about your day, and when he got to eat meals with you, he loved seeing you enjoy the meal and how you would tell him about aspects of the week or day you enjoyed.

And just like that, more time passed. Four months have passed since you arrived, and it was time for the wedding.

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The village was bustling with life, palm trees planted for shade and decor for a grand wedding to be held in the throne room of the palace.

Everyone was invited. Including those of the different lands, not just the Hylians. The Rito, Zora, and the Goron as well.

Everyone had arrived, and surprising to you was that both Rauru and Sonia had joined Zelda in coming to the wedding for the large celebration.

And in a separate room, you were adorned in fine white silk, gold bagels, and a golden headband partially covered by a white veil adorned with intricate embroidery.

You felt nervous, the pants you wore and the top you wore showed off a lot of skin, and you had yet to see Zelda and you needed someone to talk to about how nervous you felt to marry.

Gold bangles and golden anklets, golden earrings, and fine jewels. White silk and the sounds of women chatting joyfully. Everything felt heavy and you couldn't help but pace the room slightly, trying not to chew on your lip or else the makeup that had been applied to your lips would be smeared.

And when you heard a knock on the door you nearly jumped, completely startled till you invited whoever it was in, only to see Zelda there.

You smiled happily, raising your arms to hug her tightly, "Oh I'm so glad you came! I was so worried you wouldn't make it. Please I just need you to distract me 'cause I feel like my heart could burst out of my chest." You say, leading her to a sitting area where the two of you could talk.

Zelda took in how you looked, finding that you looked incredibly beautiful adorned with jewelry and fine silks, getting to see much more than she usually got to see with the clothing most Hylians wore.

Zelda put on a smile, gently rubbing your lower back in hopes to calm your nerves. "It looks like everything has been going well! Everything looks great over here and it nearly looks as stable as the Gerudo of the future! Have things with you and Ganondorf been going well?" She asked, hoping to distract you with conversation.

At that question you raised your hand and shook it, implying a so-so hand signal. "It's so great here! But both of us have been busy and we haven't really gotten to talk or know each other better. Except at meals, but oftentimes, he lets me ramble about all sorts of things and I've realized I've never really asked about him or how he feels." You say, looking down at your lap to fiddle with your hands.

Zelda looks at you slightly concerned but tries to mask it, not wanting to ruin your day even if she wasn't really happy about the wedding she didn't want you to hate her.

"Perhaps after this day, things will change. I'm sure you two will finally have the time to relax after this no?" She says. And you found her to be right. Things were slowing down and this wedding was the last big thing going on in the village.

You and Zelda talked until it was time for the ceremony to start.

Zelda returned to Rauru and Sonia to tell them about your concerns and if you looked healthy.

All the tribes sat in their own respective areas, and the Hylian King and Queen sat with Zelda next to them, both of them having their stomachs churn at the thought of you getting married.

But before they could fall deeper into their thoughts, the large figure of Ganondorf came to the front of the room, a priest already there, the space around the throne room decorated with white silks embroidered with golden thread.

That's one thing the Gerudo would always have an abundance of. Their gems and the purity of their metals are amazing. It's why trading with them had been far more satisfying for the Hylains recently.

But Rauru didn't care about the situation between them. He wanted you back where you belonged, by his and Sonias' side.

Honestly, he wasn't sure when the obsession started. Maybe it was the way you would be so talkative and bring a certain warmth to every room you walked into. Or the way he got to see Sonia's eyes light up when you would come to spend time with them.

It was one night when Rauru was restless in bed, Sonia laying by his side and she started to speak, "I think I want her to stay with us.". She turned on her side to face him, Rauru turning slightly to look at her.

"Something about her is so comforting. She takes in everything about others and the world around her. She's so kind and wonderful. A little stubborn but I enjoy her company so much I fear as though I'm betraying you. And yet I find myself wanting her here, between the both of us." She whispers, her voice nearly trembling as if speaking of the topic would make a city crumble.

Rauru gave Sonia a small kiss before putting his hand on her cheek, "I feel the same way, my love. It's okay. I do not feel betrayed just as you know I would never betray you. We can have her together no? To share and be ours and to be hers. It will take some time but I'm sure it will happen." He states, assuring his beloved wife that everything will be fine, already envisioning their child accepting you as another parent and possibly welcoming another chid. That night they slept in each other's arms before eventually, Ganondorf would come to whisk you away.

Shaken out of his reminiscing, he notices everyone begin to look back, your figure becoming clear, draped in fine gold jewelry and white silk. The veil with traditional Gerudo embroidery made with fine golden threads.

He couldn't help but clench his jaw at the sight. He couldn't help but think that this should have never happened. It should have been you dressed in fine silks, strewn about the bed, your head in Sonia's lap while Rauru finishes up a little reading.

And yet he couldn't stop this. But he reminded himself to be patient. After all he had a plan.

And yet there you were, walking slowly, anxiously holding a bouquet of what looked to be violets, a flower you chose even though this kind grew mostly on the cliffside, it was one of your favorites for its tenacity to grow in rougher areas.

It was the one thing that was more difficult to get for the wedding ceremony but Ganondorf assured you it wouldn't be a problem.

And when you finally made it to the altar, where Ganondorf stood, you looked up at his face to see the biggest smile you had ever seen. He looked so genuinely happy you were wondering if you truly meant something to him.

But you ignored that thought, trying to enjoy the moment. Marriage was something that you didn't think you'd be doing again. You wanted to enjoy it so you gave him a soft smile, the priest started his words, a traditional speech used to tie the groom and bride to each other.

When asked if he would care for you, Ganondorf smiled and said "Yes.". In return so did you, the words leaving your lips just as sure as when you accepted his proposal of marriage.

There were cheers heard and before you could even blink you were held tightly before given a kiss on your lips, realizing that it was Ganondorf, your now husband who was kissing you. You kissed back and gently wrapped an arm around him despite not being able to come close to his size.

He finally pulled apart, lifting you up and twirling you around, just as happy as he was when you accepted his proposal. Ganondorf looked at you like you were his world.

As soon as that was said and done, the celebration started, and all sorts of Gerudo women around the village gathered to drink, eat, and dance. The Zora and Rito enjoyed dancing as well, the Goron were more curious about the structure and differences in food compared to the Gerudo and sat with some asking questions.

But the Hylians that came were just as happily dancing away, all except for the Royal couple who ate silently, mostly the King and Queen holding tension as they watched you sit on Ganondorfs lap, your cheeks adorned with a blush that nearly reached the tips of your ears.

You were being hand fed, trying to claim that you were full and Ganondorf would try to feed you just one last bite of fruit.

And honestly? Ganondorf was loving every second of your attention. He loved the way your eyes looked up at him and how beautiful you looked dressed in fine jewelry and silk.

He couldn't help but give you another kiss, smiling as he set down the bowl of fruit and brought you close. When he pulled back he loved seeing your face scrunch up and your eyes open a bit to face him again.

It wasn't until he decided to stand up and pull you to the dance floor that you finally let loose of your fear and nerves, a bright smile adorning your lips as you danced with him, other Gerudo women joining you.

You were happy as you watched the women dance, trying to learn from them and copy their movements, Ganondorf moving along with you, the crowd smiling and cheering as they watched their King and now Queen dance, the music in the background adding nicely to the scene.

It was so lovely that no one could notice a couple distraught Hylian nobles who looked on with envy.

The night carried on, growing colder as the night reached its peak, and Ganondorf and you prepared to sleep. While Ganondorf was slightly nervous, the urge to have you in his arms made his heart ache.

But you were in a dressing room right next to your shared chambers, a Gerudo woman known as Inesa had been by your side for your stay here, helping you get used to customs and advising you carefully. And tonight she was insisting on a sheer fabric that you told her covered absolutely nothing.

Inesa only shook her head and motioned for you to get dressed after shoving the piece of what you could only call lingerie into your hands, "Trust me, the wedding night is when you want to be teasing while also showing the most. He'll long for more after that! And I'm sure his majesty would love to see you in that." She assured, quickly leaving the room so you couldn't continue to protest.

You found yourself giving in, adorning the sheer garment and slowly opening the door, peeking out to see if Ganondorf was already asleep.

And he definitely was not, sitting on the edge of the very large bed and you knew he was probably waiting for you. The bed was one of the things Ganondorf had told you that he would handle. And you were glad because you knew his large frame would be a nightmare for anyone to try and fit a bed for.

The bed had its own platform, fine silks and cotton with all sorts of fabric filled the bed, pillows covered most of the headboard and you could have sworn the bed could be as big as a house back in your village.

You take a deep breath before walking out, looking down as you stride right to the bed and sit down next to him.

You couldn't look at his face, and he was eerily silent, his hand clenching into a fist as his cheeks lit aflame. You were about to look up but he quickly covered your eyes.

"You look amazing my love. I just need a moment to take you in and compose myself." He claimed, trying to look anywhere other than your soft skin and how nicely the sheer fabric looked on your figure.

When he finally felt a little in control of his impulse to rut into you like an animal he slowly tilted your chin up, focusing your gaze on him. He kept eye contact with you before putting a hand on your hip.

"I want you. I want all of you. I didn't ask to marry you just out of benefit but something about you called to me like a legend of treasure beckoning an adventurer." He claimed, his large hand resting on your hip, his thumb brushing back and forth on your bare skin. "But I don't wish to force you to do something with a man you don't even love. So if I have your permission, is it alright if I go further? To please you?" He asks, his voice making you melt as you nod, his eyes gazing at you telling you he wants a verbal answer.

You knew that you were worried about whether he loved you or not due to the fact you had already fallen for him, his rough nature but kind smiles and protective demeanor winning you over.

"Yes" Is all he needed to pick you up, spreading your thighs against his lap, lifting you up a bit to leave sloppy kisses against your neck. You kept your hands against his torso, his chest right against your palms.

You could feel his heartbeat right under your hands, a strong and fast heartbeat as he stood up with you in his arms, rearranging himself on the bed and flinging off the sheer fabric to show you in all your glory.

You attempted to reach for the clasp that held his robes, but it was too far up on his shoulder to reach. Ganondorf let out a chuckle before undoing the clasp himself, his robes discarded and his pants discarded as well.

His loincloth was the only thing preventing you from seeing his cock but you didn't need to see the whole thing to see the massive bulge straining against the cloth. You nervously gulped, taking a deep breath as anxiety pooled in your stomach.

Ganondorf noticed the change and smiled before laying another kiss on your forehead. "Don't worry my love. I'm not so cruel to force you on me right away. I'll take my time with you my little vai." He claimed, embarrassment running through you at his words.

He carefully pulled pillows for you to lay on, your plump thighs spread out to show your lovely garden to him.

He loved the way you shivered as he laid down, his head below yours and his lips right in front of your lower lips, the soft breath teasing you as you squirmed. He couldn't help but take it all in.

The sight of you in front of him was something he wanted to be seared into his mind. Your nervous gaze, how your arms came together to hold your chest, and the slight tremble in your thighs to hold back the urge to close your legs.

He soon wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping them spread and close to him. He knew that his size would be too much, so isn't it better to please and prep his wife for what was to come?

Before you could even ask him to stop staring like a man deprived of water he gently licked a stripe against your lower lips, his tongue stopping on your clit before wrapping his lips around the small bud.

Frightened by the sudden pleasure, the urge to close your legs became stronger but his arms stayed steady, no amount of force you could muster would compare to his strength.

He gently parted your lower lips, gently licking up all the nectar coming from your cunt. Ganondorf could feel his cock ache from the taste, a slight groan leaving his lips before he reached to suck your clit again.

The gasps and slight moans that leave your lips only egg him on. He feels you lightly run your fingers through his hair, his long hair slowly getting grasped by your fingers. Light groans escaped his lips when you would tug, the sounds vibrating a bit against your clit.

It wasn't long till he slowly pushed his tongue inside you, his tongue large enough to stretch your delicate walls. His nose buried against your clit, the pleasure too much as you cum, your thighs squeezing more against his arms, and your fingers grasping his hair tighter.

He felt you cum around his tongue, his cock leaking and escaping through the side to rest against the sheets.

You looked down, tears filling your eyes from pleasure you hadn't received before. He smiled, rubbing your clit with his thumb lightly to check your sensitivity, noticing the slight pull against his thumb.

He carefully gathers your slick around his middle finger, gazing down at your pussy before looking at your face. "I have to prep you, darling. It might hurt and if it hurts too much tell me and I'll stop okay?" He says, emphasizing that he'll stop at any point you need.

You nod and he carefully teases your entrance, slowly pushing the tip of his finger in, watching your face for any sign of discomfort. He made sure to trim his nails before the wedding. He never wants to cause you harm, arranging things in the background carefully.

He slowly thrusts that finger till he feels the hymen, and carefully he breaks it, watching your brows furrow at the sudden pain. He carefully waits a minute, waiting even if you didn't say anything he doesn't want to risk it.

Ganondorf then slowly starts to thrust his finger, slowly gaining confidence as you start to enjoy it, noticing the small amount of blood on his fingers but such a thing never bothered him. He uses his other hand to rest his thumb on your clit, eventually adding another finger to stretch you open.

He sometimes rubs your clit, especially when he adds a third finger, noticing how much your entrance refuses to budge as easily as it did with only two. He leans down again to gently suck your clit, trying to reach that perfect spot and after a bit he finally finds it, watching your hips jerk when he presses his fingers against that special spot.

He watches you fall into pleasure and reaches down to palm his cock, his slick leaking against the sheets and he could nearly cum just from the taste of your cunt lingering on his tongue.

He couldn't help but groan, his cock aching but he continued to stretch you. You could feel the burn that came with your entrance being stretched but you could also feel it turn to pleasure, the right spot being hit with every thrust, his fingers teasing you, and the groans you heard only adding to how much you desired him.

"It's okay.." You whispered, your eyes finding his as you attempted to relax your thighs. "I want you Gan." was all you could muster to say. And that's all he needed as he gently lined up his cock to your entrance.

You thought he had stretched you but now you were wondering if that was enough. His 11-inch monstrosity was so thick you doubted you could wrap your hand around it. But you shook off your anxious thoughts, anticipating him to thrust it in but he slowly teased your cunt, the tip of his cock brushing against your entrance all the way up to your clit and back.

He reached to the bedside, a decorated pitcher in his hands before oil spilled on his hands. The oil warmed up in his hands before lathering it on his cock. Letting his fingers trail a bit of oil on your lower lips and teased your entrance.

Ganondorf slowly edged himself inside you, the stretch making you grab the sheets. His torso kept your thighs spread, his left hand holding himself up by your waist and his right hand holding his cock. He could feel your hand reach for his wrist, holding on tightly as tears slowly fell down your cheeks.

He could barely get inside, only about two inches in before he pulled out, only to enter again.

He carefully thrust, getting slightly deeper each time, groans spilling out of his mouth continually before he bit his lip. He couldn't stand it anymore, his cock ached and he kept still inside of you.

He could only get to about five inches, his cock straining as he started to pump the rest of his cock, his other hand reaching to brush against your clit.

He would enter you fully one day, but right now he needed you. And before you knew it you came again, your walls sucking him and his continuous pumps bringing him right to the edge and came.

His cum filled you, giving you a sensation you had never experienced.

You both came down from your high, Ganondorf pulling out and looking down, watching his seed spill out of you made him give into the urge to gently finger it back inside, his desire to breed you just as strong as his desire to have you.

He watched you, your eyes fluttering and your form relaxing into the pillows underneath you. He couldn't help but smile, rubbing your hips softly and leaving a kiss on your cheek. He left to grab a wet cloth, coming back to your sleeping form. He gently wiped your body so you wouldn't wake up too uncomfortable.

While he really wanted to stay in bed with you, he had some plans to complete, leaving his chambers heavily guarded as he approached the meeting place of a letter that was supposed to make it to you.

And there in the cold desert night stood Rauru, his demeanor unshaken as he laid his eyes on the Gerudo King.

Rauru only shook his head, a chuckle of disbelief leaving his throat. Anyone could notice the clear disgust he held for the man in front of him. Yet Ganondorf only kept a sly grin on his face.

"Sorry to interrupt what I'm sure would be a very meaningful conversation, but my wife and I were busy." He stated, emphasizing the word wife. Oh, how he loved how Raurus' face twisted and his brows furrowed.

"Cut the nonsense Ganondorf. I never wanted you to marry Y/n. She shouldn't be with a wretched man like you." He states, stepping closer, "And I'm sure you know that. She needs stability, a place where she can thrive and learn all she wants to learn. Not with a man like you who would monopolize her." he finishes.

Ganondorf can only laugh, a hand reaching to cover his mouth to prevent him from being too loud to alert the guards. As much as he trusted them, he'd rather only a few know about the rivalry between the Gerudo King and the Royals of Hyrule, all of them vying for your love and affection.

"I'm sorry to say but I have not monopolized her in the slightest! I have encouraged her to get close to those in the village and do as she pleases. She's free to roam with a guard at her side just as she did inside your castle. Except I let her roam the village instead of staying cooped up inside the castle hm?" He sneers, his eyes narrowing at the Zonai King.

He steps closer, his back straightening, "And not to mention, she chose me." he adds.

"She chose to trust me, to marry me!" He exclaims, smiling before staring at the man in front of him, keeping eye contact for his next sentence, "And she chose to lay with me.".

At that, the Rauru rose his fist but Ganondorf put his hand up, bringing his finger to his lips to indicate silence, "I wouldn't attack here. What would she think if one of the people she trusted started to destroy the work she had done for others? Not to mention, after such a joyous occasion?" he mocked.

He turned his back to the Zonai King, opening the door back into the hall, "Now if you'll excuse me, nights are cold here in the desert and I don't want my queen to grow cold without my presence.".

Ganondorf walked back to your shared chambers, seeing you slightly stir awake. He laid with you under the sheets, coming close to you, a hand resting on your hip.

"Gan?" you questioned, gazing up at him slightly fatigued at all that had happened during the day and night. He let out a hum, moving a bit of hair out of your face to gaze upon your beauty. "Tell me more about you. I want to know of your greatest joy and your greatest sorrow." you said.

At that, he smiled, and some part of the night was spent whispering stories about each others' memories and fears. a slight cold wind blowing through the cold desert night.

Yet it was always so warm within Ganondorfs' arms.

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ilygetou · 2 years

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APHRODISIACS — THOMA.

PAIRING: thoma x fem! reader.

C/W: drugging (?), dub con if you squint, virgin! thoma, creampie, kinda of sub! thoma, overstimulation, hints of jealousy, cowgirl position, MINORS DNI!!

NOTE: me posting acting like i didn’t say that i will be taking a break 🧍‍♀️ (not proofread, please be aware of grammatical and spelling mistakes) (not that i think there are any, idk)

you were craving thomas attention for way too long, but he doesn’t seem to get the hint. even though, thoma was more like your best friend, your crush. you’ve been sexually frustrated, not being able to please your sexual urges. getting yourself off alone with your fingers wasn’t enough for you, you needed someone to help you, and who can do that other than your best friend, thoma? best friends are supposed to help eachother when in need, right?

the only thing keeping you from asking thoma was how busy he was, there was no possible time for you to ask him for any help. he’s always busy with the kamisato siblings, it makes you more frustrated, Thoma was barley around, he would occasionally come and visit you every now and then, but he would only stay for about 10-15 minutes only — and he would always use the excuse that he’s busy and have work to do.

but, what about you? You are his best friend, the person he’s most comfortable with, you guys used to stick together all the time, never leaving each others side – that was until thoma got the job to work as a housekeeper in the kamisato state. you would barley see him, and when you do, it’s always short conversations about each other’s life and whereabouts.

you know that you have no right to be annoyed at this, he was only your best friend after all, but was also your crush, complaining about not being able to see or talk to your crush was quit reasonable, right? but, on the other hand, Thoma probably sees you as his best friend, nothing more. the thought of thoma not returning your feelings always hunts you, if you do end up confessing would he return those feelings to you? does he even feel the same way? or does he just see you as someone he got close to?

you would always brush those thoughts away, because what you need right now doesn’t require thoma to have any romantic feelings towards you, maybe only sexual, which at least was what you needed right now. if thoma turns out to not have nether then all you have to do is use the aphrodisiacs you’ve been hiding, mix it into his drink, since thoma will be stopping by later today.

as you were lost in your own thoughts, the door bell suddenly rang three times. when you went to unlock and open the door you were met with a tall, huge, muscular man, his hair blondish, he had a black tie that was separating his bangs, his green colored eyes boring into yours as a huge grin covered his face. you felt yourself heat up from his presence, your face turning into a dark shade of red.

“y/n! hello” he uttered in a cheerful voice, his voice was soothing and so soft, it makes you melt. you can listen to him talking for hours. you felt yourself hitting up with embarrassment when you realized how long you’ve been standing there, just staring at your best friend without saying a single word to him. “t-thoma! come on in,” you moved from the door, giving thoma space to step into your household.

thoma walked into the living room and made himself comfortable, a long sigh leaving his lips as he threw his head back. “overworked yourself again?” disappoinment all over your tone, Thoma chuckled and nodded his head, you shook your his head and let out a sigh, “should i get you something to drink?” a small smile made it’s way to thomas face, “i would love that.”

you walked to the kitchen, feeling bad about what you were about to do to thoma but you had no self control, your sexual desires have been getting so much lately, and you couldn’t find a way to help yourself. pouring cold water into a glass cup as you crushed the aphrodisiacs pills into dust, pouring it down the liquid – you started mixing the aphrodisiacs with a spoon until the water looked normal, again.

you walked back to the living room, holding the cup with a soft, innocent smile plastered on your face. you bent over to the tired man and handed him the cup, “thank you” he muttered, you shook it off with a wave and seated yours beside him. now all you have to do is wait for the aphrodisiacs to kick in.

trying to hold a conversation with Thoma while waiting was hard, you seemed to always be nervous around him. “thoma, what do you usually do at work?” you questioned, trying to start a conversation while waiting. thoma hummed before responding; “well, i do basic housekeeping stuff, sometimes would accompany lady ayaka and be like her personal body guard, that only happens when i’m done with work though,” Thoma mimicks a thinking pose, trying to remember all the stuff he does because now that you asked him, his head went blank.

while thoma was taking his sweet time, his words were repeating themselves in your brain, lady ayaka? kamisato ayato sister? thoma hangs out with her...? jealousy started running in your veins your expression slowly changed to a bothered one. “huh? are you okay?” concern was written all overs thomas face so you simply shook your head with a smile, “i’m okay.”

after a short while thoma was starting to shift uncomfortably in his place, he was sweating, his face was red, he had his hands on his crotch — as if he was trying to hide something. you tried to hide the smirk that was forming on the corners on your lips and act concerned, “thoma? you okay?” panic was seen all over thomas eyes when he felt how you were inspecting him, your eyes focusing on him. “i-i’m fine, don’t w-worry” he stuttered the bulge he had making him fumble with his words.

you got closer to thoma, your plan was about to start. your hands started tracing his clothed abs, “you sure your okay?” your hands tracing slowly and teasingly all the way downwards to where thomas crotch was, thoma gulped he was now sweating, even more. “what’re you —” thoma was suddenly cut off by you seating yourself on his lap, you didn’t know when and how you suddenly got all this confidence, but you were enjoying it.

you were circling your hands around thomas bulge, he bite his lips to cut off a whimper from slipping out, “thoma? you sure you’re okay?” you asked again, this time, thoma shook his head — he finally decided to give up. “n-no, i suddenly started sweating and feeling hot — and then i suddenly felt myself getting h-hard...” sadness and shame in his tone while you were grinning the whole time.

“do you want me to help?” thomas eyes widened, are you sure you want to help him? “do y-you want to? you don’t have to if you don’t want to, i can take care of it–” you shook your head, “nono, i want to,” you started rubbing yourself against thomas bulge, your bare cunt dripping & drooling on his pants. you weren’t wearing any panties, and thoma felt himself getting shy, the tip of his ears turning red.

you tugged down thomas pants, his cock hitting his abdomen, you licked your lips at the sight of thomas cock — his reddish tip, the thick veins that were visible on the side of his cock. you were getting more impatient and needy by the second, you started slowly sliding thomas cock against your folds, while he was letting out choked moans.

“y/n — wait! i haven’t done something like that before...” thoma looked away, embarrassed. you felt a sudden wave of relief brush past you, you didn’t know why but you always thought that thoma wasn’t a virgin, and that he has already lost his virginity to some lucky girl.

“don’t worry about it” a reassuring smile made it’s way past your lips as you slowly seated yourself on thomas cock, pushing it against your entrance before it was buried deep inside your gooey cunt.

thomas cheeks flushed red, his breath heavend as he felt your walls tighten around his cock, a shaky whimper left thoma as he felt you slowly moving your hips, his cock massaging your insides with every move of your hips.

you gave thoma a quick peck on the lips before you started to bounce up and down his cock, small mewls and squeaks leaving you at the feeling of Thomas tip hitting all your good spots, spots you couldn’t reach using your own fingers.

“moremore, please!” thoma pleaded before his hands reached to hold your waist, bouncing you up and down his cock at a velocious speed, causing your moans to fall from your mouth uncontrollably. thoma was sensitive, the feeling of your pussy clenching around his shaft had him on the edge, eyes watery as he felt himself getting closer to his climax.

without any warning thoma let out a loud groan followed by his white thick fluids filling you up, Thoma let out a low moan, his dick now sensitive. but despite that you were still going — moving your hips as thomas cock was dragging along your walls, bouncing as his tip kept hitting your womb.

thoma sat there, soft and low whimpers escaping his mouth as you kept using his sensitive dick,“ah! so close!” you moaned out, your walls tightening around tthomas cock before you let out a loud moan of his name, cumming and milking his cock. soon after, Thoma came a second time, the tip of his cock flushing with an angry red color.

despite cumming twice, thomas dick was still rock hard, he sniffled a moan before speaking up; “i..i don’t know what’s wrong with me today, i never had this happening to me before...” you smirked at thomas obliviousness, you don’t mind going on for more rounds, this would also give you an opportunity to try different positions with Thoma.

“s’ okay thoma, i can help you” and you could see sparkles in thomas eyes, “you will?” you could hear excitness in thomas tone. you nodded your head before you started grinding on his cock, “wait...i still have work to do..” he muttered, in a low, disappointed tone.

“work can wait, plus, you’re not feeling well” you replied as you squeezed Thomas length causing him to let out a choked gasp, thoma looked down, considering and thinking about it.

“okay, sure...” he muttered in a soft voice, you kissed the tip of his nose before positioning yourself on his cock, again.

The aphrodisiacs you used was a strong one, so it would take Thoma more than four orgasms for the effect to shake off. and that would be enough to satisfy your libido.

#genshin x reader #genshin smut #thoma x you #genshin thoma #thoma x reader #genshin x you #thoma smut #genshin x y/n #genshin impact thoma #tw. aphrodisiacs

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Being Team Japan's Manager:

🦉 Bokuto Has a HUGE crush 🦉

*I know this isn't "technically" Team Japan Bokuto but it's close enough 💅🏼

Bokuto Kotaro featuring Team Japan x Gender Neutral Reader (they/them pronouns)

Warnings: NONE ! Pure fluff 🥰

A/N: Only the best for our sweet angel 🥰 Happy Birthday Big Owl 🥺🥺

How you managed to become Team Japan's Manager still baffles you to this day

It's one of the many mysteries of the world honestly

When you interviewed for the job, you knew immediately you wouldn't get it

There were like 500 people interviewing!

Seriously the odds were not in your favor

Actually, come to think of it 🤔 you getting hired might have had a little something to do with a certain interaction you had by the bathrooms prior to your interview

You see, you were washing your hands when suddenly you heard a loud commotion coming from outside the hallway

You dried your hand and peeked out the door to see four large men arguing

"Keep it together will you!"- a tall, untoned blonde yelled

"Seriously Bokuto, what's wrong now? This is kind of important!"- a man with spikey hair said

"He's just upset because Kuroo teased him about not making the starting line up"- a red headed shorter man said

You figured you shouldn't interrupt their conversation so you wanted to quickly sneak out and head back to the interview

Unfortunately you opened the door and ran smack into the chest of the owl-haired man

"Oh my goodness, I apologize!"- You said, bowing to him a little

He was bigger than you but he was a professional volleyball player

The man looked at you, eyes wide and mouth open 😲

You 👉🏻👀😅😬 umm hi

The tall owl 👉🏻😳😳😳

"Bokuto for God's sakes! I'm really sorry about him! I'm Iwaizumi, the teams athletic trainer"- The spikey haired man said

"Oh its not worries! I'm YN LN, I'm interviewing for the managers postion!"- you 🥰

"Damn you're hot"- the untoned blonde says as Iwaizumi turns, staring daggers at him

"I'm Hinata and this is Atsumu! I'm a wing spiker and hes our setter!"- the red headed man says joyfully

"And this is Bokuto, he's a wing-spiker as well"- Iwaizumi says, smacking Bokuto's back

Meanwhile Bokuto is still just standing there, mouth agape 😳😲

"It's very nice to meet you! Again I'm sorry for running into you, it was very nice meeting you all!"- You said, sliding past them and waving a little

Bokuto is still staring 😳

Literally, everyone starts walking away and Bokuto just stands there 🧍‍♂️ 😳

"Oh my god, come on ya idiot!"- Atsumu says finally dragging Bokuto the other way as you laugh a little

You head back to the waiting room just as your name is called

You interview, thanking everyone as you head out to leave

Suddenly Iwaizumi appears next to you

"How did it go?"- He asks as you stare up at him

"Umm I think it went well? I mean I have some experience. I use to play volleyball in high-school and college"- you say as Iwaizumi nodds

He opens up Kuroo's door, the Kuroo you just interviewed with and says "Kuroo we found our manager no need to do more interviews!"

"Thank God! I'm exhausted"- Kuroo says as you just stand there 🧍‍♀️

"Ummm what?"- You say looking at Iwaizumi 👁👄👁

"You will be a perfect fit YN, now come on let's go meet the team"- he says as you still stand there

Sir, YN is in shock you must help them

Iwaizumi 👉🏻🙄 come on YN let's go

And thats the story of how you ended up managing our precious Tean Japan 🥰

Wait, did I say precious? I meant demonic 🙃

Because YN, this job is not for the faint of heart

Seriously it's like managing a kindergarten classroom with the least cooperative kids

Kageyama and Atsumu are constantly fighting over who gets to be the starting setter 🙄

Sakusa always has a complaint

Yaku and Komori are always rolling around on the floor

Hinata and Hoshiumi have a daily battle of "who can jump the highest"

Hakuba and Hyakuzawa are constantly teasing Hinata and Hoshiumi

Aran and Iwaizumi are stressed

Ushijima literally has said hardly two words to you

And most of all, Bokuto has been hanging on you since day one 😅

Literally this man has clung to you like glue YN

The first day of practice, he dragged you everywhere just to show you around

Then you watched him shoot liners and cross court shots for what seemed like hours

"Bokuto you are so amazing! Those are some wicked hard shots to pull off!"- You, praising our owl angel 😇

Please Bokuto is already smitten with you YN lay off 😅

Literally this man is already in love with you YN and you've barely started working as the team's manager

Everyday, he runs up to you and greets you with a big hug 🥰

You love your Bokuto hugs because that man can hug like no other 🤚🏻

The other guys get jealous that Bokuto is hogging you all the time

"Hey Bokuto, let YN go!"- Atsumu

"YN, can you help Atsumu and Kageyama with their sets today?"- The coach asks

You 👉🏻 oh of course 🥰

Bokuto 👉🏻 instant deflate ☹️

"But- but YN always helps with spiking drills?"- Bokuto

"YN is really good at helping Kageyama and Atsumu adjust their sets so I want them working with the setters today"- Coach

Oh boy 😬

Iwaizumi sees it coming from a mile away and so does Hinata

Hinata develops a Bokuto sense 😅 not unlike Akaashi's but Hinata is way less proficient at reading it

"Bokuto I'll help with spikes"- Iwaizumi says, trying to save this

"Yeah! I want you to teach me that wicked cut shot you did last week!"- Hinata

Bokuto 👉🏻☹️🥺 ok 😔

Now, you've gotten a little use to Bokutos Emo modes, having seen one happen the week prior

However seeing Bokuto sad still hurt your feelings

"Come on YN! Let's go!"- Atsumu and Kageyama yell

"I'll be right there!"- You say running up to Bokuto, who is now standing in the center of the gym deflated

You literally run to him, and give him the biggest hug ever 🫂

You 👉🏻🥰 🫂

Bokuto 👉🏻☹️😐😳🥺 🫂

"I can help you with individual practice tonight Kotaro. How about that?"- You

Bokuto 👉🏻😳🤯 YN said my name 💀

"HEY HEY HEY!"- he shouts as he spins you around, you laugh and hug him back

Please Yn the team is so thankful for you

But honestly, you had no idea Bokutos love of you extended beyond that of friendship

The entire team could see it but you must have been completely clueless YN 😅

You actually become a topic in the locker room after practice 👀

"Bokuto! You need to stop hogging YN all the time!"- Atsumu yells

"I can't help that YN loves me more than they love you"- Bokuto 💅🏼

"No Bokuto, you just have a huge crush on YN and you only want them to help you"- Sakusa

"I DO NOT!"- Bokuto

"Do too"- Kageyama

"NAH UH!"- Bokuto

"Dude you are down so hard for YN!"- Hoshiumi

"Bokuto and YN, sitting in a tree!"- Atsumu

"K I S S I N G!"- Yaku, Hakuba and Hinata in tangent

Aram, Iwaizumi, Komori and Hyakuxawa are all like 😐🙄

I present Team Japan Men's Volleyball 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

"Why don't you just tell YN you like them?"- Ushijima 😐

"I CANT DO THAT WHAT IF YN DOESNT LIKE ME BACK"- Bokuto 🥺😭

Please for the love of God 🤦‍♀️

The next few weeks continue, much like they normally do

Bokuto occupies 99.99997% of your time in and out of practice

He's taken to making sure you get home ok, having coffee dates and even having dinner

However it's one night when you have a movie date that you "accidently" fall asleep on Bokuto

Please YN, he's dying 😫

He's taking all the pictures and sending them to everyone he knows

Team Japan ✔️ Akaashi ✔️ his doctor ✔️ some random person he barely knows ✔️ ✔️

Bokuto is so in love YN 🥰

And what he doesn't know is that you are falling for him too 😍

That's right, as annoying as he might be, he's freaking adorable and WE LOVE HIM!

However you don't know how to tell a giant owl man you care for him

Like you don't know his reaction so it could go one of a few ways

1) he could literally just due on the spot

2) he could scream

3) he would cry

4) he would break you and/or himself

Literally the possibilities are endless

However it's a good thing you don't have to worry about confessing 👀

Because you see, a certain someone has been noticing Bokuto's feelings towards you...

A certain tall haired rooster 😏

At a press even for the olympics, you are busy running around trying to keep all the boys on schedule

Thankfully Bokuto is busy with an interview right now so it's giving you time to catch up

"Hey Yn! How's our favorite manager doing?"- Kuroo says, he's evil smirk crossing his face

"Oh hi Kuroo! I'm doing great just waiting for the guys to finish up!"- You, our clueless angel 😇

"Say I was wondering, I wanted to talk with you about another opportunity after the olympics, maybe we could have dinner?"- Kuroo

Ok he definitely put you on the spot there

You rn 👉🏻😳😅 oh ummm-

Luckily or Unluckily (?), a certain someone just happened to overhear said conversation 👀

"KUROO!"- Bokuto shouts going next to you and pulling you behind him 😬

Possessive men am I right 😏

"What the heck do you think your doing with my YN?"- Bokuto

Wait a minute 😃

"I was just talking with YN about an opportunity for after the Olympics Bokuto"- Kuroo 😇

"Yeah well, stop!"- Bokuto

Kuroo 👉🏻 stop trying to advance YN's career 🤨

"That's not what I meant! You know I like YN so stay in your lane rooster head!"- Bokuto 😠

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 whet-

Kuroo 👉🏻😏😏😏

Bokuto 👉🏻😃 crap-

"Bokuto you like me?"- You

"Umm well- yes...."- Bokuto blushing and rubbing the back of his neck

You 👉🏻😐🥺 I like you too!

Please YN you literally give him the biggest hug and he all but dies on the spot 💀

We probably won't have to worry about emo mode for several weeks YN thank you for your service 🙏🏻

"You two crazy Kids!"- Kuroo says

Bokuto 👉🏻 😑 what did you want to talk to YN about?

"Well I wanted to see if YN would be interested in taking over an manager for MSBY but if they aren't interested..."

"YES OH MY GOD YN WILL DO IT!"- Bokuto screams

You 👉🏻 umm sure 😅

Please YN he's so happy right now 😭

Bokuto will parade you around to the team telling them how you returned his feelings

"YN LIKES ME ATSUMU SUCK IT"- Bokuto 😜

Atsumu 👉🏻😐🙄 whatever

Have we told you how thankful we are for you YN 🤣

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anime-addict-362 · 1 year

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What Happens After Sunset

A/N: This post was deleted for some reason 🧍‍♀️ But this was originally a requested idea but I don't exactly remember what the request was, so I'll do my best with the Content Warning

CW: NSFW, Sub/Top Deku, Bottom/Dom Kirishima, kidnap roleplay, they are head over heels for each other, mild spanking, begging, male penetration, masturbating (sorta?), riding, overstimulation, aftercare

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(Takes place in their third year)

Kirishima and Deku have been together since the ending of 1st year. They have always been such a sweet, and affectionate couple.

They were also great when doing missions together, Deku having black whip for a far attack and Kirishima ready to be an unbreakable barrier for any close up attacks.

They almost never fought, and we just great for each other in general. They always would be as well.

The two were deeply in love, and everyone saw this. But there was a side that everyone didn't see.

Now, there were a few people who had guesses or assumptions about their sex life. Maybe some stuff as simple as Deku being bottom, or more detailed guesses, like their kinks.

Yet, they would never guess the shit that goes down when they are alone past sunset.

And even Deku and Kirishima could remember how the conversation sparked up. It just started. And it ended in Deku being tied up to their headboard.

Kirishima and Deku were some kinky motherfuckers. Roleplay was probably some of the least kinkiest shit they've done.

And as far as they remember, this was Deku's idea. The kidnapped and kidnapper roleplay.

We all know Deku is a closeted pervert, come on now. The thought of being used for Kirishima's pleasure, WHILE role-playing some fucked up shit? Yes please.

Of course, they were safe. Had a safeword code. Even if they were in a position where they couldn't say it, they're quirks were plenty strong enough to let the other one know to stop. Especially when it came to the weak ties on Deku's wrists, just enough to keep him restricted without his quirk.

But now, Deku laid painfully hard in their bed, tied up, mouth covered in tied silk, and Kirishima heavily degrading him.

"Awe, come on Izuku. Can't even go 5 seconds without thrusting into the air, like a fucking needy whore," Deku whimpered as Kirishima slammed his hips down. "Fucking the air won't get you anywhere, dumb slut."

Kirishima was enjoying this. Watching the boyfriend he loved oh so much, struggle under him.

The only thing Deku didn't like was that Kirishima was still fully dressed. It frustrated him, wanting to see his boyfriend just as naked as him.

Mumbles of pleas and begs fell muffles by the silk rope in Dekus mouth, and Kirishima smirked, guving a harsh tug on Deku's nipples, knowing how sensitive they are.

"You can beg and plead all you want, but I am in charge here. And you... You are never leaving my sight, pretty boy," Despite the most harsh words, Deku could still feel the love behind being called "pretty boy."

'Cause he was Kirishima's pretty boy, of course.

Kirishima took a moment to look at his boyfriend. His boyfriend looked... Wow. Beautiful. Absolutely outstanding.

The green silk that was woven down his wrists and tied in his mouth looked beautiful against the pretty green eyes. The same green eyes that were filled with tears so sparkly, they could fight diamonds.

Kirishima's eyes went down, followed each and every scar. He knew the story behind all of them. And he loved each one of them. He was tempted to start leaving kisses on them, but that wasn't the mood that was meant to be set.

Kirishima grabbed Deku's thighs roughly, lifting them and pressing his knees into his chest, giving him perfect room to smack Deku's ass.

Deku whimpered when the hand came down so roughly, but damn, did he like it. The sting was sign enough that there would be a hand print.

"I want to continue, but you would enjoy that, wouldn't you? You enjoy being smacked in the ass. Hell, you're hard as a fucking rock, harder than my quirk makes me, just by me grabbing your slutty ass off the street and threatening to use your body for my pleasure," Kirishima scoffed like he was disgusted.

Deku whimpered, hips desperately trying to find some friction for his neglected dick.

Kirishima tried to make out his mumbles the best he could, coming up with. "I need it, fuck I need it," and just a repeat of that.

"Oh, you need it? I think I enjoy just sitting here and watching you struggle. Why should I continue? I bet you're enjoying it, after all," Kirishima's voice was mchh more rougher than usual, and Deku was eating it up.

"Please, please, touch me," Deku's yell was mumbled, but loud enough to be heard clear enough to understand.

"Hm. No, I don't think I will," Kirishima smirked at the tears falling down Deku's face.

He held back a genuine smile when the tears stopped at the sight of Kirishima pulling his jacket off. Deku's eyes now looked like they held all the innocence in the world.

Kirishima was still baffled about how easy it was for Deku to be such a perv in secrecy.

Kirishima stripped naked, just as hard dick also wanting attention. He kept hsi hands off of it and simply turned around, leaving his ass on display for Deku.

Deku was so, so close to breaking when Kirishima slid a finger inside of himself after lubing his fingers. Deku could picture his cock in Kirishima, and he knows the feeling. He felt it almost every night, afterall.

Kirishima made a show of it, roughly fingering himself, moaning louder than usual, secretly smiling at Deku's begs and whines. He even sat back more and started riding his fingers, just to purposely shake the bed a little.

When he considered himself stretched out enough, he moved to straddle Deku, which Deku was more than happy with. He was so, so painfully hard.

Kirishima stared down at Deku, who has never looked more desperate. "Are you even going to be able to please me? I almost came from just my fingers. Should I just finish myself off and leave you here? I don't think you'll be able to finish the job."

It was a lie, of course. Deku is the only one able to make Kirishima enjoy himself.

Just the thought of being left in the state he was in made Deku start sobbing, let wlone not being enough to please his boyfriend.

Kirishima wondered if he took it too far when Deku started thrusting up again, more muffled moans and something that sounded like, "I can do it, I can please! I promise, please!"

So Kirishima gave in, leaning back, taking ahold of Deku's very thick thighs as he sunk down, Deku's dick stretching him like usual, and he bit his lip so hard, it almost started bleeding.

Okay, so maybe he didn't stretch himself as much. He never did that. He blamed it on the excitement of being able to finally be on Deku.

So he took it slow, and Deku definitely noticed he didn't stretch himself out enough, feeling the extra tightness and how Kirishima hissed while trying to ignore the struggle of sinking down more.

But nonetheless, Kirishima got it and started riding, watching the way Deku's eyes rolled back, moaning for him and more.

"You fucking wou- would like getting riden by- Ah fuck. By a total stran- stranger who kidnapped you, huh? So dis- Oh my god! You're a freak," Kirishima struggled to talk, Deku's dick hitting his prostate perfectly.

Deku couldn't do anything to take it, and he sobbed while doing it. After all the waiting, getting ridden so roughly was slight overstimulation. He took it though, happy to finally feel it.

"Oh fuck! God, you're bett- better than I thought you would be, pretty boy," Kirishima moaned loudly, not being able to hold it in.

It didn't take long for either of them to come, but Deku came first and that led to some overstimulation as Kirishima chased his orgasm, following not too far behind Deku.

But was Kirishima done? No, no he wasn't.

He got off of Deku, and Deku thought he was gonna be untied, when he felt a tight grip on his dick. He whimpered, lokking down to wear Kirishima was homding his dick, and rubbing his thumb over the tip.

Deku started shaking, trying to adjust and move his body out of Kirishima's grip. When it came too annoying to Kirishima, he sat on Deku's stomach, facing his dick while he continued to mess with Deku's dick, overstimulating him.

Deku sobbed as Kirishima pulled and forced orgasm after orgasm out of him, until he felt his body start to give up on fighting him.

That's when Kirishima decided he had enough, getting off of him and untying him. Deku lokked up to him with very, very tired eyes and a small smile.

Kirishima smiled softly back, pulling Deku up in his arms and kissing his forehead. "Are you okay? Anything really hurt?"

"Mm... No. Felt good," Deku mumbled, not thinking much more than that.

Kirishima chuckled, kissing Deku's forehead.

While Deku's and Kirishima's sex life will always be a secret to everyone, they liked it that way.

Just their secret... How truly messed up their minds could be when it came to pleasing each other.

But at the end of the day, they loved each other more than anything.

No matter what was said in the moment, the end of the night was filled with love and care for each other.

What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom.

Bonus cuz I love KiriDeku:

Kirishima picked Deku up from the bed with ease, holding him close to his chest. Deku found this very comforting and fell asleep.

Next thing Deku knows, he's waking up in a warm bath, as Kirishima walked in the bathroom with clothes that were most likely for him.

"Hey pretty boy," Kirishima said quietly, bending down to Deku and brushing some of his hair out of his face. "Mind if I join?"

Deku was quick to shake his head and make room for Kirishima to get in. Kirishima climbed in behind Deku, and began to clean and massage Deku's back.

"At anytime during that, did you feel the need to use the safeword," Kirishima asked, making Deku look up at him, still looking tired.

"No. It was really good. I liked it all," Kirishima nodded at Deku's reassurance then ran a hand down Deku's chest, cleaning there too.

"I love you, Izuku. So damn much," Kirishima said, kissing him.

"I love you too," Deku said, flipping onto his stomach so he could wrap his arms around Kirishima's waist.

Kirishima smiled at him, taking the opportunity to wash his hair and whatever else he could reach of his body.

Deku fell asleep again, at the feeling of Kirishima taking care of him.

After Kirishima took care of both of them, he got out of the bath, got himself dried off and in some boxers and sweatpants before getting Deku out to do the same with him.

Soon enough, the two laid in the new, clean sheets, Deku laying on Kirishima's chest, and Kirishima rubbing his back, while his hand often went astray dowm Deku's arm to feel the slight indents in his wrist, from pulling on the silk so hard.

"Hm... Eijiro," Deku said, looking up at him.

"Yes, babe?"

"...can we do that again tomorrow night?"

#mha smut #dom Kirishima #kirishima smut #sub deku #top deku #subtop deku #sub Midoriya #sub izuku #izuku Midoriya smut #Kirishima eijirou smut #dom ejiro #dom eijirou #dom eijirou kirishima

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egoistars · 1 year

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FIRST KISS pjsk

what ur first kiss was like with the future world star

writing + hc ：crack, mentions of blood, tsukasa tenma is a DUMBASS (affectionate)

TSUKASA TENMA

you hid your mouth with your palm as you let out a long yawn after walking through phoenix wonderland to go home with your bff forever tsukasa. the sun was beginning to set, red and orange hues washing through the stray clouds like strokes of vibrant watercolor as they bled into the purple of night.

it seemed that the blond had just finished a musical solo on stage as his fellow crew members were clapping for him, sitting in the front row of the wonder stage. tsukasa heavily panted, a proud smile on his face while his hand was placed on his chest.

"[name]! you just missed the best part!"

"best part as in you running off tempo like four times?" nene muttered, getting a laugh from you and an faux offended face from tsukasa.

"whoops. i guess i'll have to visit another time and see for myself."

"OH! RIGHT! i haven't even explained to you the plot to this months show!" tsukasa excitedly dragged took your hand and dragged you with a disgusting amount of force ( how the hell did some lame ass like him have this much strength? you don't know ). "so basically, i, prince pegasus the eighteenth of the rainbow kingdom comes face to face with a rebellion from my people because the fairy dust st industry has been failing and very out of character for me, i've done nothing to help. can you believe that?!"

"that must be so humbling for you," you teased. "about time."

"what the hell?! anyway, turns out the head fairy, played by nene, does not have enough musical power to produce fairy dust from her singing because music has been lacking amongst the fairies! and emu, who's part of the rebellion, demands that my royal orchestra play for the fairies and in the end, the kingdoms fairy dust is restored and BAM! happily ever after!"

"goddamn how many plots does rui pull out of his ass?"

"...is that a compliment?" tsukasa blinked.

"don't worry about it," you quickly divert, causing tsukasa's mouth to momentarily open in protest, but quickly close. "you should sing something from the play for me. i want to hear what you guys wrote."

"HAHA! anything for my loyal fan."

"on second thought, i'm leaving."

"wait! stay! i'll sing!" he yelled after you. clearing his through twice before quickly running through a scale to warm up.

the song was a soft ballad, the lyrics written witj poetic artistry, portraying the feelings of a prince with regret. this song seemed to take place during the emotional climax of the play where tsukasa's character snaps out of his arrogant and selfish state of mind, realizing how much his people are suffering and begins to break. you've always admired how well tsukasa portrayed extreme emotions in his acting and if you were any meaner, you'd say he reminds you of those shitty tiktok povs where you have a limited amount of farts or something but being the best friend you are, you kept your mouth shut.

the song came to an end and this time, it was you who had their mouth dropped open.

"holy shit i could make out with your voice right now."

his brain SHORT CIRCUITED

smth up there fried and died right in the moment

my boys eyes went blank and stared at you for a good minute before he literally FLUNG his tall ass body at you and crashed his head into yours

man was in autopilot

you thought you broke your nose

your lips hurt but hey!!! shut up!!! stop complaining!!! future world star is literally kissing(?) you be grateful

but bro he was passionate

eyes squeezed close, sucking the hell out of your lips

he doesn't know how to kiss

tsukasa is not a star, he is a black hole trying to swallow you whole starting from your lips

you were planning to contact true crime podcasts for a new case

he only pulled back after he felt smth warm dripping into the kiss and turns out his nose was bleeding 🧍‍♀️

you laughed in his face

bro was too embarrassed to care and ran away like the pussy he is to shove a tissue up his nostril

dw u kissed him later but properly

tsukasa now has a note in his phone titled "days since i kissed [name] and how idk where our relationship lies: 1"

"i'm impressed you were able to kiss them but not ask them out. that's kinda funny tbh. loser behavior" - rui in the wxs groupchat later

#tsukasa tenma x reader #tsukasa x reader #pjsk x reader #pjsk hcs #pjsk fluff #pjsk tsukasa #tsukasa tenma #pjsk #tenma tsukasa #tsukasa pjsekai #wxs tsukasa #wxs #wonderlands x showtime #tsukasa project sekai

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arkhammaid · 2 months

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Pookie 2 please. (Ollie has my heart rn and I need fluff)

I need Spanish media Nepo babies influence against the stark influence in literally the rest of the world. I need the unresolved angst and I need the mortal enemies these two would be because Carlos WISHES he was as good as little stark.

But also OLLIE BABY he deserves the world and while yes he would get shit from Tony, Peter and Harley, he would win them over so fast.

Tony immediately is just like “k your chill and actually have the capability and SeNsIbIlItY to send a stark to bed when they’ve been sciencing and inventing long enough” so as long as he doesn’t have to bear witness to PDA he’s adopted another kid (part time of course, he’s an in law with no trauma (compared to his three))

Peter and Harley would be giving him shit for the longest, but eventually he’s like another brother and they just make fun of any PDA. They’re also teaching him ✨science (engineering) things™️✨ so he has a lot more input into the car and drives a lot better.

But yes Ollie is a simp and will fangirl the most about tony and Peter, while also being overly respectful with pepper because holy shit that’s the lady who has control over a company with not much previous experience, can pilot the iron man suits, and has media influence…. He was raised to be respectful of strong independent women.

Anyways enough of that have a great rest of your (insert appropriate timeframe here)!

i just woke up to this, a big smooch to you anon <33

referring to this post

yes to all of this!! so, the thing is, up until now, no one really went against the spanish papers because they were either not powerful or bothered enough by them 😭 but i just KNOW all starks are petty enough to go all out. i also feel like sainz sr would be sensible enough to actually stop the slander but carlos would just continue (and get in trouble lmao) because he can not cope with his feelings. especially when he sees his replacement getting all cozy with little stark...

ollie just wants the best for the love of his life (that's what little stark is) and tony has eyes. he sees how happy he makes her, so he gets accepted very fast into the family. much faster than he thought

ALSO YES! ollie fears any starks too much to actually do any kind of PDA, he doesn't want to get run over just because he kissed their daughter/sister in front of them 😭 it ends with little stark literally grabbing his face and kissing him in public, leaving him all dazed and blushing

and once peter and harley get over it, they actually become really close with ollie, start to drag him with them every where. it ends up with them stealing ollie from little stark for "bearman time" (stark siblings fighting over who gets to spend time with ollie while he's just standing there like this 🧍‍♀️)

ollie returns from his winter break and starts to talk with his engineers in engineer talk and everyone in the factory is just o.O (resulting in people trying to play detectives,, because wtf did ollie do over winter break (since he and little stark are definitely keeping their relationship secret for a while)) charles is definitely quaking in his boots when ollie delivers his sim racing times. why can't he just have one easy season...

ollie bearman was definitely raised to respect women and isn't afraid to show his inner fangirl (why do you think little stark fell for him...) he will forever remember the day when pepper gave her approval of his relationship to her daughter. it literally means the world to him

to add to all that!! the bearman's absolutely ADORE little stark. his younger siblings think ollie is the coolest brother in the whole world because 1. he met iron man 2. he talked to iron man 3. he's literally dating the only daughter iron man has. no one can top that

while his parents are first... well a bit reserved, (since she's the daughter of a public hero AND a driver) when ollie tells them that he and little stark started dating, they're very excited for him. they see how happy they make each other, so little stark is definitely a honorary bearman (and they don't mind PDA, which results in ollie being much more bold with little stark when he's around his family instead of hers LMAO (it results with little stark wanting to visit them very often, she likes this ollie much more))

#anne talks: with anons #— ˚₊‧⁺˖ lightning on track #ollie x little stark #if smth doesn't make sense idc it just makes sense. it's 6am rn i just woke up 😔#sigh #ollie and little stark are just *squishes their cheeks*#wanna squeal over them fr #pookie x pookie UGH THEYRE THE SWEETEST!!!

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notisanto · 2 years

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— 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐨𝐫𝐮

Fluff/slight anxious feeling/moment with Kaoru to let him know his loved and corresponded… (and kissy moment with Kaoru at the end)

— You’re the owner of a Cafe, which has been going through a rough time. Curiosity is a very strong feeling, specially when a man with a incredible white suit stars coming around to the place. Curiosity killed the cat, they say! Would you get involved with him?

(This is how I wanted to make a headcanon about Kaoru and ended up with a one shot🧍‍♀️)

It has been some time since you started dating this well known yakuza. You two got to know each other at the cafe Kaoru frequently went to, you were the one who would get close to the table he was at, besides the other girls who also gave him the attention (and , but one thing is certain, he would speak to them to tell them his usual without even looking at then, he just played with the Menu or the bottoms of his glamorous purple shirt.

One day, one of the workers who usually frequent Kaoru’s table was late, and he already arrived to ask for his usual.

Being pushed around by your workmates wasn’t your cup of tea to say the least, specially hearing the screeching whispering -Screaming in your ears telling you to go and take his order. Is not that you’re afraid of him or anything, it was intriguing actually! It’s not everyday you get to see someone look so intimidating.

Making your way to the man, you stood at the side of the table, putting on your best "I was forced to do this, but I don’t wanna lose my job" voice.

First, he looked at you, and something felt weird about it, this was not suppose to happen.

"What would you recommend?" He asked while resting his face on his fist, looking straight into your eyes. Sharp, that’s perfect to describe his eyes.

Days went by, and you were now put by the most of the workers at the cafe to take care of the yakuza.

(And it actually didn’t go badly)

You got to know him as the time passed. He leaves very generous tips, and with generous I mean it SERIOUSLY. You even got to pay all your debt’s, of course when this first happened you thought that he might actually drop it accidentally and he didn’t notice, so you waited for the next day for him to appear. You were so nervous, that was a whole package of cash to had in your hands, how can someone have so much money?!

"I’ll never accept back the money or kindness that I give out."

Even by his words, you still tried to give him back the money he left. It was just too much…

You would spend days just watching the cash laying on your table and thinking if it was worthy or some kind of cruel joke, at the end you ended up using it when things weren’t that good around you. And it was just as if he was informed somehow and he would leave the tip again. One day it was not only the tips, sometimes he would ask you to sit with him to talk, he asks about how have you been and some other things to know more about you.

Between those talks you confronted him about the money and he would just lightly snort while looking at you and resting his hands on his thighs.

Exhaling, he seems to think for a moment before answering. "I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable with that. But I do things with a purpose… for me it’s just leaving a tip.

"It’s not only that… I appreciate it, but that’s too much"

He just looked straight at you, almost analyzing. He taped his fingers against the table softly and proceeded to ask. "Has it helped you?"

You searched for comfort while looking around the place, appreciating that the place he usually chose was kind of blocking the view for others, specially to your workmates.

"I would be lying if I said no, sir…" you responded facing him.

"Drop the formalities, there’s nothing to worry about… name’s Kaoru. Hanayama Kaoru."

Since that moment, you made a friend, someone to rely on, but soon to become lovers…

You two talked almost every time he came to the cafe, you actually guessed that he may be putting on excuses just to come to the cafe.

"It’s just that I like the pastry that you sell here"

"Kaoru but you have only ordered drinks…"

At the end he let you know that he would only come to see you. That day was your favorite, thinking about going back in time only to have him say again that it was for you.

One night it was your turn to close the Cafe, you were surprised that Kaoru didn’t even arrive today, thinking about calling him, you had an uncomfortable feeling on your stomach. Maybe something happened? Should I call him? He gave you he’s card number so you could reach to him at any time, you remembered when a friend of yours warned you about him after he saw the card that was in your hand.

"You don’t know who that man is?! Be careful you! He’s a yakuza, man’s got a whole group out there trying to get a piece of him… Do not get involved with him! Gods know what would happen, Y/N…

You really got your doubts, you were drowning in them. You thought about him that he might have a very good position at some company, but not being a yakuza…

Of course there was the worrying feeling in your chest moving side to side, but also the adrenaline making your body shake, and the fluttering of your heart that would take over you while being around him without even caring about his hours out of the cafe. It’s just enjoying being close to him…

Not going further with the thoughts, you found yourself jumping in your place, hearing the door of the cafe being abruptly opened, only to take a deep breath when the well dressed man walked inside the place, searching with his gave around while accommodating his hat (that looked like a version of his classic suit).

The rain doing his job with leaving Kaoru’s clothes drenched, but thank god he was covered with a large black gabardine.

"Oh my, Kaoru!" You walked to him to take a closer look at him, almost searching for any injury. He seemed relieved when he spotted you, watching make your way to him.

— Sorry I didn’t pick my usual today… I had to deal with some things at work.

He said looking at you, he seemed kinda gland, he had those glossy eyes again and that pretty little smirk on his plump lips. You on the other hand were trying to remember if there was enough towels to cover him up, why does he have to be so gigantic?!

— If there was so much trouble in your workplace why did you come? You know it’s okay if you don’t have your usual everyday, besides, trying to catch a cold just for a drink… Is even that good?

You lost yourself at the tornado of thoughts, maybe being around him isn’t that good if I’m going to be feeling this way…

Before you could keep on complaining, hands were placed at the sides of your face. Looking up at him, his face was even closer, his eyes were calm… it washed your body with a warm, feeling so small in front of him. Detailing and appreciating each part of your face, he thought about how beautiful you looked, he knew some time ago that you were holding his heart on your hands, and you take such a good care with it.

Caressing your cheek bones with his thumbs so softly he wanted to spill his feelings right there, but the feeling of you might getting scared of him was painful, but he’ll respect it if that’s your decision…

Your hands were on his wrists, making your way to try and cup his hands, the numbness in your mind got you getting closer to him,

Does he… want what I want? Is it ok? Is any of this ok?

Plagued with questions, he freed you from those insecurities giving what both craved most. His lips against yours felt so sweet, the contrast between his cold ones and yours, flushed together. That big scar that comes across his lips wasn’t even a bother, but just for a second you separated from him just to leave a slow but chaste kiss on the corner of his lips. His breath quicken for a moment, you thought that he might pull away from you but that kiss would not end there. Picking you up from the ground by putting his arm around your waist, you found yourself being at his height, your feet comically balancing in the air only to be pulled again into a kiss.

Your arms find their way around the back of his neck, hugging him, getting to feel the hardness of his chest agains yours, not having enough consciousness to even worry about your clothes getting wet too, too occupied to notice Kaoru’s hat falling to the ground. When the time came to separate, you were just too happy to finally have shown your feelings. Leaving more kisses around his face, a smile growing on Kaoru’s face with each kiss, noticing, you tried to let him know how happy you were right now.

— … I didn’t thought that this was going to end up like this.

He whispered, his voice being so deep that it sends shivers all around your body.

— Is it bad?

He looked at you surprised, only to catch you with that playful expression on your face which you failed at hiding. Smiling, he placed a kiss to your cheek and another close to the ear.

— I just needed a moment to look at you…

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xia0mi-c0m · 10 months

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Goner X Reader (GN)

(Reader is Genderless/Gender Netural, They/Theirs/Them pronouns used, was Meant to Be A Mini fanfic but it ended up a little more longer then i planned, Cringe honestly but that's all my fanfics, Third person, Name used for reader: MC, Pairings: Goner x GN! Reader, No smut none of my fanfics will ever have smut, mentioned death and blood, He/it used for Goner, Third person, i also force the goner to be soft, also HUGS!!! 😍😍😍, another thing: it kinda turns out to be strangers to lovers but the system is Demisexual🧍‍♀️ )

(I have had a crush on him since i first saw him on flamingos channel🧘‍♂️)

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MC was just having a average day and walking through the colorful place that they call "Paradise" until they saw fog consum the sky slowly until the whole place was filled with it, they wanted to shrug it off as the weather but the weather doesn't work like that as it slowly changed every few seconds, they saw people scared, screaming and running away, some parents running with their kids into their house, MC didn't know what was happening, until they saw a pitch black creature with a black hat and red eyes, one of the eyes slightly closed as if it was twitching, and a sharp sword, the creature having a black fog follow after every step come out the fog, MC didn't know what to do except run to a strangers house as the stranger allowed them in the said house, they immediately ran to the room, closing the cloth blinds and still panicking how they were going to cover the doorway of bedroom, the stranger hiding in bathroom tub, they hid in there for 30 minutes before MC heard slicing and a sound of blood and screaming, all they could do was laying down next the bed, their phone was on 12% battery, they shut off their phone, they don't know what to do thinking their probably going to die, they heard a door open and close, they got the courage to get out the side of the bed and tiptoe to the bathroom, being cautious and aware about every step, they stepped in the bathroom in the graphic scene, blood on parts of the tub, the body outside of the tub, obviously from attempting to run away, the blonde hair girl's body parts weren't connected to her, so much blood on the floor, will 100% be considered as traumatizing, MC was absolutely terrified by the sight and ran back to room, going back to their previous hiding spot.

Another 30 minutes passed and they wondered if they were safe, they stopped laying on the floor and sat with their head hid as best they could, they found a charger and plugged in their phone, they felt horrified that this was happening, these sort of things happen everyday and they should know what to do after doing this so many times but this time it was way more gorey and more scary, they kept on hearing screaming and slicing, until, it stopped, MC thought 'is it done now?', spoiler alert: it wasn't done, and they heard some noise behind them, they quickly jerk their head towards the sound, and it was the same creature, wait... It was the creature.

Their body went in flight mode and tried to leave by climbing the bed trying to get near the other side of the bed, successfully getting to the other side and running down the stairs and running out the open door, trying to ignore the bodies and blood everywhere, running until they got tired, before they went to a place they thought was safer, they saw how the town was destroyed, turning back to continue running, they did that until something stopped them, it was the creature, appearing in front of them, 'so it could teleport?!?' MC said basically yelling their head, "Nothing in life is free." The monster said in a deep echoed voice, they tried to back away from the creature only to fail and fall.

"Don't try to run, DON'T." the monster said, the rough texture of the road painful to sit on, probably scrapping their palms, the monster was pretty cool looking but it was literally about to kill them, "why?" MC said, wanting answers, they knew he probably didn't talk too much, the creature looked confused for just 1 second, wait, it can feel confusion? It looked like it just smiled everytime, but you guess it probably doesn't rarely, the creature talked again

"Why I did this?" The monster said, sounding frustrated

It was obvious it was probably possessed by vengeful demonic trickster spirits who seek revenge on humans, or at least humans who pretended to be demons and angels, the demon seemed to know that MC knew why he did this as a bunch of people of the town always having vengeful spirits chasing and killing them

"I see, you know why?" He says, as they nod, they seem strangely calm, acting if they weren't running away from him a while ago, it wasn't surprised as he knew they kinda expected this, he still felt pride knowing that they were still scared of him, MC decided that if they weren't going to be killed by it they will just say what's on their mind

"You look cool" they said

The Goner was confused why they were calling a monster that was about to kill them 'cool' but he took the compliment, he didn't tell them anything, it was slightly flustered and was glad it didn't show and he had that same psychopathic smile on its face, hearing that from a random person felt good though but he still wanted revenge

MC kept on complimenting him, it was always about how cool he looked, they were lucky the people who were killed are abled to respawn like they always did when these things happened, the Goner wondered if they thought of him as a joke but he wasn't complaining, he wanted to see if there were good people, it just met this person and yet he felt slightly loved by them, he should've got revenge before this happened, MC wondered why he was letting this happen, they managed to get up despite hesitating and they walked closer to him to get a closer look at it, "what do you want?" Goner said as he saw them get closer, he could've used his blade but it still had the ability to love and know that they didn't do anything, MC wrapped theirs arms around his neck, The Goner was way more flustered and confused, he got kinda used to it and hesitantly put his arm without the blade stiffly around their upper body, it's hand on MC'S back, They didn't expect him to hug back but didn't complain and relaxed.

Hey who ever wondered a mass murderous demonic trickster would have a nice side, also let's hope the other players don't see what was happening.

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(There was a bit of headcanons here but I tried to keep it in Canon the best i can, also I'm tired, I spent the night on it.)

#oneshot fanfic #imagine simping for a character so much you post fanfics about them #fanfic #Roblox fanfic #Fanfiction #This was supposed to be a mini fic #I made this while watching flamingos admin commands videos

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wiildcardd · 1 year

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@ignisung sent: her cheek stings from where a bruise is certain to form , hands curling 'pon the other's arms to hold the legion's notorious leader aloft despite her back being pressed uncomfortably against the wall. she expected this , or at least , to a certain extent she knew that she perhaps deserved this. it took longer than intended , for them to believe that she would no longer be an issue. that the dead would never rise from its grave , sinner or not. her gaze falls on the other's form , lips twisting and she utters a curse at the sting it provokes. " you got me good. couldn't have welcomed me back more delicately ? " her palm inches closer to zoya's face , almost reluctantly as she bites her tongue until she tastes metal. " i'm sorry , i should have said something before leaving , but i couldn't have anyone knowing. i couldn't risk it. " her palm presses 'pon the other's face , fingers curling under her chin to guide her gaze towards her. whether the sight that meets her is one of anger , or betrayal , it wouldn't matter. she just needed to see her. " i needed to disappear so i can be free of them. you know how it is in this city , you can never truly leave , or live. when you owe bigger fish a debt. i knew if i told you , that you'd offer to help. i couldn't have that. you don't have to forgive me but , i am sorry about leaving without saying a word. " / hi 🧍‍♀️ --- UNPROMPTED ASKS ALWAYS WELCOME <3 ❝ ❞

❝ you fucking bitch... you aren't real, you can't be... i went to where you disappeared, i saw for my own eyes! ❞ disbelief was evident within the pale visage of the fighter, the leader of the legion dumbfounded at the sight of her confidant and closest ally still alive before her. part of that powerful fist that met jaw was held back in case it really was her. her reasonings for punching however? to see if she wasn't a mere imaginary image in her head and to punish her for making her an emotionless stone-cold killer after her supposed 'death'. zoya was filled with emotion, unsure whether to feel elated, angry or downright sad that the one she loved had kept this from her for so long. ❝ sorry? sorry doesn't even come close! ❞

the alpha wolf lunges forward and grips a fistful of familiar jacket collar and swings the one she had cried over against the wall and growls, teeth grit and now violet eyes filled with the heartbreak of months of absence. the bags under her eyes were pronounced, much more than normal. the pain she had felt, the nights she had spent in tears away from the world, the warmth of the other half of her bed being absent... she still couldn't believe it. ❝ you want sorry? this is what sorry fucking looks like... not even ONE message, ONE! ❞ her voice was faltering, as her orbs begin to water, lip quivering only stopped by a sharp bite of her bottom lip, a hiss and shrill cry unleashed as she goes for another, more violent punch.

as fist meets wall, bursting through the plaster and concrete. that was when tears begin to fall, like a dam that has slowly burst its banks as a torrent of emotion unravelled before bai yi. ❝ the things i've done... the things i did to the gang that murdered you... i'd literally burn the whole world to ash for you and i almost went through with the end, the last mission... my last mission... ❞ her voice breaks multiple times as she speaks, zoya's fist slowly lowering. her knuckle was bruised, shaking as she grits her teeth again. that stung way too much, and definitely gonna have to pay a dumb fee for the wall... again.

❝ it's really you... it's really you... ❞ her expression softens as zoya's initial rage finally calms, her unharmed hand brushing those soft cheeks. it had only taken her to rage to refamliarise herself with how beautiful her closer was... and she gulps before leaning in close. ❝ i'm still mad at you, i just-... i-...❞ her lip quivers once more, afraid to utter words that she regretted never saying ever since bai yi disappeared...

but casting aside her fears and anxiety, she presses tear-stained lips against the other's, whimpering as they locked together in a moment of true affection. in this moment, there was nothing but them... and she would savour every single second of this reuniting lip lock.

#♡ ˙ * ✧ ━━ I am the Legion! ❪ Zoya ❫ [ IC ]#ignisung #ignisung (bai yi)#/i have a hyperfixation that i cannot shake rn #/how dare you come at my throat for this one #/i gladly pay it back with this hehehe <3 #♡ ˙ * ✧ ━━ Prepare the Palace for my return! ❪ QUEUED. ❫#/put under a cut for length purposes in case its too long on main 😭❤️

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plxviofiles · 2 years

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perfection is found in your eyes.

#kate bishop x fem!reader (ft. clint and natasha <3) (requests are open!)

WARNINGS: heavy implications of abuse, swearing, not proofread 😎, not a warning, but reader has wings in this

A/N: this was requested!! back with a kate fic bc I'm missing her so badly 😭 also the hawkeye finale left me broken. obviously. this feels like it has room for a part 2 but I think I'll just leave it on it's own for a bit <33

! word count: 2.4K (🧍‍♀️)

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She furiously plucked off the delicate white feathers.

One by one.

You shuddered helplessly with each pluck.

Your eyes were red, your body weakening. You felt the slipperiness of blood tricking down your feathery extensions.

Remorse was undetected. You wondered if she enjoyed this.

“One day, you’ll be free. One day, you won’t be a monster anymore.”

Her gentle voice contrasted with her pain inducing actions brought great confusion to you.

You closed your eyes and bit back your whimpers.

Maybe she was right.

Maybe you were a monster.

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“This is fine, everything is fine, I’ll be able to do this,” Kate whispered to herself, looking up her university building.

“Kate! You’ve got to be more careful for goodness sake! You’d definitely get kicked off the archery team if you get caught.”

“I know that, but a bet’s a bet, Greer!” Kate gritted her teeth, finally reaching the top and dusting herself off, “I’ll just do this and leave right-“

She startled herself when she noticed a lonely form on top of the roof already.

Snow fell down in steady waves.

You hold yourself tightly in the cold and twist your neck to see who was disrupting your alone time.

Dull eyes met piercing blue ones.

Kate couldn’t bring herself to speak. She just stared at you.

There was something ethereal about how you looked, about your mere presence itself.

She felt herself gravitating towards you naturally.

“Kate! Kate? Kate, are you there!”

Kate blinked out of her trance and hurried to end the call, awe still fresh in the way she looked at you.

You furrowed your brows, it felt…different from the way your mother looked at you.

“Kate,” you whispered finally, and the archer’s heart beat out of her chest.

“Yeah,” she wasn’t used to feeling speechless but she was.

“What are you doing up here?” the dull eyes bored into her again, all vulnerability being thrown down the drain. Kate was surprised by the sudden change of tone.

“W-What are you doing up here?“ she replied accusatorially, “And how did you get up here?”

Your brain jammed for a second before you came up with an excuse, “Same way you did.”

“You…climbed up here?”

Fuck.

You didn’t seem like you climbed up there, physically you looked much more tidy than the archer, and much less drained of energy.

“Yeah,” you answered simply, returning to your book, “…”

Kate shifted in her space, wondering if she should say something or do something. The girls probably went back to their dorms.

But she didn’t want to leave. She couldn’t.

Her dad used to tell her that when you meet someone who would change your life forever, you would just…feel it.

So she went and sat down next to you.

You glared at her, the pencil in your tight grasp stopping.

“You draw? My cousin loves to draw, but I can’t. I think everything I draw looks like a chicken, not that chickens are horrible creatures, they’re actually really cute and I have seen live ones before, you know, on a farm, I don’t literally own any. But when I was young, I really loved Chicken Little-“

And she rambled on and on and on about…chickens.

Your glare faded away and was replaced by raised eyebrows.

There was no fucking way she was talking to you like a normal person. Everyone always treated you differently. Your mother and your relatives would look at you with contempt, store owners would look at you weirdly, and the people in school avoided you like the plague, nasty rumours floating around. Like you were a vampire or a serial killer (what the fuck right).

There’s no way this super girl hadn’t heard of any of the rumours.

You stayed quiet, listening intently (surprising yourself really, but you found her entertaining). Soon, you didn’t realise it, but you started drawing her.

Each pencil dash contributed to the art you were drawing, having a knack for it since you were a child.

Kate stopped rambling in a little while when she saw that you’re were drawing again, and when she noticed you weren’t stopping, she leaned closer.

You were drawing her. Holy shit. It looked wonderful.

“Wow, you’re- you’re amazing!” Kate exclaimed pleasantly, staring at the process of your drawing.

You heard what she said, and you halted completely.

Kate saw something different in your eyes this time. She couldn’t put a name to it.

“What did you say?” you asked hesitantly.

Kate stared at the drawing once more, resolve washing over her.

She wanted to know you.

“You’re amazing.”

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And that was where your friendship with THE Kate Bishop started.

Time spent with her made you happier, more care free, and you smiled a lot more.

Dull eyes became bright staring into hers.

You went through all that bullshit with her, the whole Ronin situation, the whole Clint situation, and the Yelena situation.

You and her marked it off as situations instead of problems became Kate said that you needed more optimism (yeah, you don’t get it either).

Notable moments where your friendship reached its peak.

1. “Why the fuck are you wearing that?"

"There's people in trouble, and they can't know my identity!"

"THERE’S ALSO PEOPLE WHO WANT TO KILL YOU FOR THAT SUIT.”

2. “I don’t like this guy."

" What are you talking about? He’s great!"

"Great if you wanna get scammed.”

3. “She’s cool. I like her."

"Oh, so you think Clint is suspicious and you think she’s cool when she wants to kill me and literally broke into my house?"

"Yes. And?”

Clint had a hard time with the both of you, but you and Kate helped each other along the way.

You helped her get her mom arrested too (that was fun).

“Are “ur mom” jokes sensitive to you now?”

“y/n, I swear to god.”

Sometimes you felt like she would run away. Leave you behind.

Kate never ever gave you a reason to believe that because she was always there.

And you were too.

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“Can you believe just a year later we’re becoming avengers!?”

You smiled at the younger girl’s enthusiasm, nodding with what she said, “No, I can’t. Especially since they wanted me too.”

“Of course they want you, what do you mean?” Kate questioned playfully, buttoning your jacket for you, the weather being a little chilly today.

You winced.

She never wanted you.

“Nothing, just something from my past,” you dismissed nonchalantly, causing Kate to look at you with concern.

“Hey,” she said gently, cupping your cheek with one hand, pushing your face until it was aligned and only inches away from hers, “You’ll be okay.”

Tears pricked your eyes for the first time in a while and you nodded weakly, “Thank you.”

Kate never forced you to tell her anything.

So she never knew about your wings, and you never used them around her.

But you’re afraid. The avengers were definitely going to find out, and going to make you use them. However, you were doing this for her. And even if they knew, she didn’t have to know…right?

“You’re welcome, Banjo,” she joked, grabbing her own coat.

“I said your name wrong ONCE! You were the one who wrote it like that!”

“Are you saying I have bad handwriting?!”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

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You were right.

A few of them did somehow already know about your wings, and you were required to use them as an avenger.

You never had trouble using it to get out of tough situations or for traveling quickly, far more quicker than an automobile (kate often asked questions but you deflected them).

This was...helping people, with the very things you despised about yourself.

The avengers wanted to assign mentors to you and Kate, Kate already had Clint, so to your great surprise, THE Natasha Romanoff volunteered to be yours. Kate was estatic for you, and you just grew more nervous by the second.

But Natasha was kind. The kindest person you had ever met. She was gentle but firm in the way she dealt with you and your training, and she was the first one to know about the trauma surrounding your wings.

She understood and took it much better than you thought she would. The first thing she did when you told her was hug you tightly, telling you that you were beautiful in every way and aspect. You sobbed after the longest time in her warm and comforting embrace.

You loved her. She was like the mother figure you never had. And she protected you like you were her own child. She presented such a stark contrast from your mother, and besides trusting Clint, Yelena, and Kate, you trusted Natasha too.

Day by day, she helped you love your wings. They were a powerful part of you, and they were something you had to live with for the rest of your life.

It was hard. It was difficult to accept that you weren't a monster, when that was your birth mother's mantra. You were still working on it.

"I'm afraid."

Natasha looked at you fondly.

"I know."

You bundled up the rest of the oversized sweater Natasha gave you and burried your face in it.

"You don't have to tell her anything," Natasha reassured you, "Not if you're not ready."

"I..have to tell her," you shook your head, "I love her. She needs to know."

"About which one?"

"Which one?" you questioned, furrowing your eyebrows at your mentor's knowing smirk.

"About your wings? Or that you love her?"

You screamed softly into the sweater that was muffling the noise, and Natasha laughed deeply.

"Both," you mumbled, looking up at Natasha, and your lips twitch up at her proud gaze.

"She'll love you just the same."

---

The redhead also covinced you to take your wings on another test run on your own.

You got up today feeling better, having had breakfast with Kate before she went off to training, and getting one final pep talk from Natasha.

You shook your head and arms vigorously before fluffing your wings to it's full length. They shone in the sunshine, and you felt a little bit of pride swell in your chest for once. You were beginning to love them.

"Well, now or never!" you mumbled to yourself, trying to build courage.

Then you bent your knees and jumped as high as you could, your wings batting themselves in the air and lifting you higher.

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"Where is y/n?" Kate asked Clint impatiently, having just finished training and wanting to see her best friend as soon as possible.

"Your girlfriend? Beats me," Clint teased, packing up his arrows and bow, eliciting a blush on Kate's end, "She's not my girlfriend."

"Couldn't have fooled me, kid," Clint shrugged, "And I don't know, I think you should find Natasha."

"Alright! See ya!" before Clint could say goodbye, she had run off faster than Sonic the Hedgehog.

"Young love," Clint sighed to himself, thinking about Laura, "Now I feel old."

Kate had indeed went to Natasha who welcomed her into her room when she asked about you.

"Do you know where she is?" Kate inquired, confused because she hadn't seen you anywhere.

"I don't know, kid," Natasha genuinely said, a hand placed under her chin in thought, "Maybe check upstairs? That was the last time I saw her."

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Flying was truly one of your favorite things now.

You never felt freer, more accepted, than you were in the sky. The tender clouds, the paradisical colours, and the gushing wind, all pumped adreanaline in you.

You hung around the avengers' tower, looking over every window, and waving at Tony and Bruce, who both smiled at you, Bruce with concern, however, and Tony in fascination.

You flew back to the very same roof and stayed in the sky for a bit, just enjoying the breeze.

"y/n?" you hear a surprised voice.

You jolted, fear piercing through you.

You turned hesitantly, and saw the last person you wanted to see.

Kate.

Staring at you in awe like she did when you met.

You let yourself touch the ground.

You hung your head in shame, standing completely still, refusing to meet her eyes like you always did.

You didn't want to see the disgust in her eyes that mirrored your mother's.

"You have wings," Kate whispered to herself, walking over to you.

"y/n?" she called you, slowly reaching over to hold your hand, "Hey, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry."

Those two words, spoken with such vulnerability and pain, broke Kate.

"Stop it," she said firmly, "Don't be sorry. You didn't have to tell me."

"But it was important," you whimpered, "I just wanted you to know."

You told her all about your past right then and there, your emotions more controlled than when you talked about it with Natasha, but you almost choked a few times, the air felt suffocating.

Kate was quiet, much quieter than usual, and you held your breath.

"Where is she?" Kate gritted her teeth with contempt, "Your mother."

"I don't...know," you truthfully answered, "I ran away."

Enough explanation was said, and you were drained, unable to tell her any more.

Kate wrapped her arms around you immediately.

"You're the furtherest thing from a monster," she assured you, her voice breaking slightly, "You're the person I look up to the most."

"Really?"

"Yes, you're kind, stubborn, implusive, thoughtful," Kate pressed her forehead against yours with finality, "You're just a normal person. With wings. But you're just like everyone else."

You blinked away tears, and Kate whispered once again.

"I love you."

"I love you too," you loved the warmth that was emitting from her.

"Can I kiss you, or were you talking about a different type of love?" Kate interrupted the moment awkwardly and you burst into laughter.

Amidst your laughter, you kissed her, and she smiled into the kiss, a laugh bubbling inside of her too. When you broke apart, you giggled uncharacteristically when Kate kissed you everywhere and anywhere on your face, the last kiss on your nose making a blush find it's way onto your cheeks.

"If you told me two years ago that you would be giggling because of me I would've never believed it," Kate leaned her forehead on yours again, loving how grounded it made her feel, "You're perfect to me."

Perfection.

That was what your mother had tried to pursue and failed.

You think you succeeded instead.

"And that's enough," you muttered.

She ran her fingertips over your wings affectionately.

One by one.

You shivered with each adoring touch.

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You were not a monster.

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firehananas · 2 years

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I think the name was Elessa x those twins from BW2?

Ah yes! Ingo x Elesa x Emmet

Okay, here the thing. I don't really ship them as OT3 - even if I read about them as OT3 time to time. I suppose I could be convinced if the writing is super good but do I want to be convinced? Not really. I like them platonic a bit too much I think.

HOWEVER

I have to confess that I like the idea of Emmet and Elesa being amicable ex. Like, in their debut of their respective career, they flirted, dated for a few months but it didn't workout. I'm not sure why tho - it is the chaotic energy they could hold? Both having main Electric Pokémon? Elesa looking cold but is actually a goofball that Emmet could find endearing? Emmet being super blunt and honest while Elesa works in a world where apparence matter first? I think there is something there that could be interesting to write/read on.

I don't know why I can't see Ingo x Elesa together at all tho. Probably because Ingo is too awkward when it came to romance... for real... with who to ship this man... if not his trains /j

While I'm at it, have an imagine on the first dates of Emmet/Elesa:

Ingo took super seriously the situation and tried to be the best wingman for his brother. The only problem was: he was as clueless (if not more) than Emmet.

"Act like a gentleman! Don't try to kiss her before the third date!" He advised.

Emmet nodded and took mental notes. No kisses before the third date, ok got it.

The first date went well. They had a fun time with the roller coaster and they ended up by watching a movie theater. Good times.

The second date, they went to the ferris wheel. It's very romantic, they started holding hands, cuddling and all. They went out of the cabine, sat on a bench. Emmet hold her in silence, his face against her. The night made the scenery very intimate and confortable.

Elesa felt bold. She lifted her head to lean for a kiss in a smile. At first, Emmet closed his eyes, ready to embrace her...

BUT THEN SUDDENLY THE BOOMING VOICE OF HIS BROTHER ECHOED IN HIS BRAIN.

NO KISSES BEFORE THE THIRD DATE!!!

His eyes snapped open and just before their lips meet, he smashed a hand on her face, making her cried an "Ow!" in pain.

"Sorry! No kisses before the third date!"

And then he stood up and power walk in his robot mode to go home, letting the poor Elesa alone literally standing by herself 🧍‍♀️

[pictured: a panicked and confused man who messed up on his way home (also walking like a robot).]

Ingo felt horribly guilty when Emmet explained to him how it went and tried to clear up the situation by directly talking to Elesa. They went back on tracks for the next four months before ended up the relationship in a common agreement.

Even if she was upset and confused at the moment, Elesa laughs at it now and sometimes teases Emmet about it. Emmet smiles awkwardly before asking her to shut up, still embarrassing by it, but also a bit amused by his lack of experience at the time.

Ingo just don't want to heard about it anymore. Please, it has been years now! Can't we move on? (no)

#emmet x elesa #pokémon #shipping bingo #emmet x elesa x ingo #subway bosses #*sighs* where are the airplaineshippers #it used to be so popular back in the day #where is my let's go lesbians ship #hana talks #anon answered #hana answered

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haikyuuwriting · 3 years

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anything for you

pairing: kunimi akira x reader

content: college au, business major kunimi, strangers to friends to lovers, mentions of underage drinking, swearing

word count: 7.6k

synopsis: after becoming friends with kunimi akira in their first year of college, y/n figured things can only get better from there. and they do! the two become closer friends, so close in fact that kunimi offers to date y/n for a while to help them with a poetry assignment. y/n agrees, thinking it can’t hurt to go out with a friend. as if that makes any sense.

a/n: hey guys ;) I had lots of fun writing this and I’m probably going to a stick w this format from now on bc i like it! this is only the second kunimi thing I’ve written 🧍‍♀️i hope I did good w his character. sorry this is so late my internet was down for a while >:(

“Is it alright if I sit here?”

Y/N glanced up from their laptop, meeting the eyes of another student—one with tired eyes despite the start of the semester, and the first class at that. “Sure.”

He set his things down beside Y/N and settled in, just as the rest of the lecture hall was doing. It was a bit exciting, sitting here in their first class of their college career. Y/N didn’t have it in them to be nervous, though. After surviving high school, they were sure nothing could top what had been witnessed there. The professor arrived, interrupting Y/N’s recalling of high school, and refocusing them onto the task at hand. Mastering note taking in a new environment.

The class went by much quicker than expected, and by the end of it Y/N felt drained. It was a mandatory class all first years took, mainly to ease them into the higher level of education, and the class was two hours long, twice a week. What a way to start the year.

Later that same week, at the same class, the same boy as the first day sat down in the seat beside them. Y/N offered a small smile in greeting, which was barely returned. They both took notes using the same software, Y/N had noticed. He was a much quicker typer, his fingers flying across the keypad with ease as their professor talked and moved through powerpoint slides.

“Do you mind if I glance at your notes from Monday? I just want to be sure I didn’t miss anything.” I doubt you could with that typing speed! Y/N thought to themselves, already turning their screen to show him. “Yeah, sure.”

“Thank you,” he leaned forward slightly to look, eyes alert as he examined what Y/N had typed. “Pretty much the same as me. I like how you format them.”

“Oh, thank you!” Pleased, Y/N turned their screen back, suddenly feeling giddy. At such a small thing, too. They realized it was a bit ridiculous, but they had done research on the best way to take notes. And if this guy had noticed, then Y/N figured they were doing a good job.

“Looks like we’ll be seated next to each other all term,” Y/N noted. Everyone took roughly their same seats as Monday—already settling into a routine. “What’s your name?”

“Kunimi Akira.”

“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, Kunimi!”

“He totally went past the two hour mark,” Y/N groaned, rising to their feet and stretched slightly. “I almost fell asleep.” It was a month into the school year, and Professor Sato had taken a liking to the class. He often talked about his own experiences in the subject and ended up getting distracted with his stories, exceeding the actual time of the class and going into what was supposed to be the lunch hour.

Kunimi yawned from his seat next to them, looking sleepy. “At least it’s Friday.”

Y/N nodded in agreement, packing their things up as they did. The weekend looked busy, filled with homework and studying for quizzes professors were so fond of. But for now, it was lunch time. And they were starving—the entire last thirty minutes of class they’d been thinking of devouring whatever food was being served at the dining hall, even if it was questionable at times. Ah, dorm life.

“Are you heading to lunch?” Kunimi asked as they both headed out of the class together. The hallways were empty already, since lunch had started fifteen minutes ago. Their classmates hurriedly left the building, all excitedly chatting about what to get for food after such a long class. “Yep! Want to eat together? We could quiz each other on the terms we have to know,” Y/N answered, suddenly feeling a bit anxious. Kunimi didn’t seem like the type to want to make friends with a classmate, and the last thing Y/N wanted to do was make things awkward. They were a great seatmate—his notes were just as neat as theirs and so easy to understand! Perfect for comparing to theirs.

“Okay.”

Y/N mentally high fived themselves. “Great!”

The dining hall near them served decent food, according to what Y/N heard from some of their floormates in the dorm. And Y/N was not disappointed; the already made plates of food were full of goodies Y/N would normally make themselves.

After Kunimi grabbed his own tray, they both found a small table in the corner of the dining hall, perfect for their lunch and studying plans. Wordlessly they dug into their lunch, sighing in content at the flavors after hours of being away from food.

“Thank god I don’t have a class after this,” Y/N hummed in content. “I can get ahead on homework! How about you, Kunimi? I haven’t even asked what you’re major is!” Y/N almost gasped at the rudeness and audacity within them.

“I’m a business major,” Kunimi said after swallowing a mouthful of food. Y/N noticed he looked much more relaxed now that he was out of class. His shoulders even looked less tense. “What about you?”

“I’m undecided as of now!” Y/N said. “I have some ideas, but I just need to figure it out.” Kunimi nodded in understanding. “Have you talked with an academic advisor? One of my roommates said they were helpful in helping him plan out his classes and deciding on what to study.”

The rest of lunch is spent discussing the past few weeks of adapting to campus life, comparing dorm stories and rating their professors so far. Y/N hadn’t really had the chance to reflect on the past few weeks—everything had been happening so fast, leaving them with little time to actually take time to breathe. The few moments of peace came when it was time to sleep, or time to eat.

Gradually, though, as the year progressed, that short list expanded to include hanging out with friends. Y/N’s floormates were all great people to be around—they always had snacks to share, cringey memes to send, and even advice. Y/N didn’t even mind their roommate too much. After spending more time with Kunimi (who lived in the nearby dorm building) Y/N realized his experience with dorm life was going a little differently.

On their lunch/study meetings they now held twice a week after the class they had together, Kunimi would often make a face when asked about his roommates by Y/N or one of their other classmates who sometimes joined them to study. When it was just the two of them, Y/N finally managed to get him to talk about it, exposing the mystery their classmates had always seemed to laugh about.

“He’s horrible,” Kunimi groaned through his arms. The subject had upset him so much he’d slowly lowered his head onto his arms, hiding his face and muffling his voice. “Too loud.”

Y/N waited for him to elaborate. He usually seemed to get along with everyone, at least from what they’d witnessed. So what kind of person did Kunimi dread living with?

“He’s always like ‘get your assignments done quick, Akira!’ and ‘Akira, let’s go to that movie night our floormates are hosting!’” He groaned from the comforts of his arms. “Too much.”

Y/N held no sympathy for him, and even swatted at his arm in distaste. He shifted to glare at them with one eye. “He seems like the perfect roommate! I thought he was an asshole or something.”

“He’s not that bad,” Kunimi mused, sitting up straight again. He ate his lunch almost thoughtfully, as though rethinking his roommate situation. “Everyone on the floor calls us ‘Lazy and Crazy.’ He plays like two sports and is so loud. He is nice, though.” He adds the last part begrudgingly, making Y/N laugh.

“Be nicer to him, he sounds like an excellent influence for you.”

“Hmph.”

Kunimi: y/n where r u

Kunimi: please tell me ur on ur way

Kunimi: why did i agree to come to this party

Kunimi: why did i let u convince me

Kunimi: i hate it here

Y/N: i’m literally outside you drama queen

“I have to go, Hiroto. See ya.” Kunimi is out the door before his roommate can reply. He doesn’t even know if he heard him—he looked pretty busy chugging his beer and chatting with a teammate. But some of his other acquaintances wave goodbye as he leaves. Thank god he had fabricated an excuse to tell anyone curious enough to ask where he was going.

“What did you tell them?” Y/N asked as he crossed the lawn of the house to meet them. The sidewalks were crowded with cars from upperclassmen, other athletes and friends of Hiroto, who’d invited Kunimi to a party. He’d never been to one before, not like this, and somehow Hiroto and Y/N had talked him into going.

“That we had to work on a project,” Kunimi replied, falling into step beside them. More upperclassmen were heading to the house, chatting as they walked in groups or pairs past them on the sidewalk. They were in a neighborhood reserved for upperclassmen living, specifically the house section of their housing arrangements. It was a ten minute walk from campus and a fifteen minute walk from where Kunimi actually lived for the time being. He never would have made the walk over with Hiroto if he hadn’t been practically pushed into going, which he was.

“Was it really that bad that you had to have me show up so people wouldn’t pester you about lying?” Y/N nudged him teasingly.

“Yes. People I knew were there and they know how I am. I didn’t want to seem rude.”

“Hiroto has been influencing you!” Y/N cheered. The two had teamed up to try to get Kunimi to have “some more life in his eyes,” and of course had become fast friends, since Hiroto was practically the sun and everyone loved him. Even Kunimi had grown fond of him after living with him for months now. He was an excellent roommate to have; he kept his side impeccably clean and was relatively quiet at night, despite his daytime loudness.

“I’m glad summer is almost here,” Y/N mused as they finally reached the familiar views of the far outskirts of campus. “It’ll be nice to have a few months off.”

“Have you thought about that apartment deal I was telling you about?” Kunimi asked. He’d given it a great deal of thought himself, and had decided on actually following through with it. His parents had no complaints, especially when he told them he’d be able to pay his rent all by himself since he was going to have a roommate and an on-campus job working at the bookstore.

“Yep! I’m moving into the singles near your potential new apartment,” Y/N grinned. “And I cannot believe you’re moving in with Hiroto. You guys have become true friends after you walked in on him—”

“Y/N oh god please don’t bring that up again,” Kunimi brought his hands up to his eyes, pressing his palms into his eyes as if he could physically erase that horrible memory from his mind. Y/N was laughing beside him, clearly pleased with his reaction.

“Why a single? You’re not rooming with anyone?” Kunimi had thought about asking Y/N to room with him, but Hiroto had beat him to it and asked him if he’d like to room with him again.

“I would’ve if the rent was high,” Y/N explained. “But I got that library position I told you about, and they pay so well! Plus when I go home for the summer I have a job lined up. I’ve got it all planned out—I will not be going broke next year and following in Professor Sato’s footsteps!” They shared a smile at the thought of their Professor’s insistent warnings of not having over the top expenses and be left to eat nothing but crackers and ramen cups for a whole year.

“Hopefully everything goes well,” Y/N sighed. They’d reached the dorm’s where the freshman lived now, and Kunimi remembered the last of his plan. “Hey, can I sleep over? I don’t want to deal with tipsy Hiroto.”

“Well, we’re going to sneak you in then,” Y/N said. “Luckily my roommate already finished finals and moved back home, so there’s a free bed. But I don’t want my floormates insinuating anything.”

When they reached the third floor, Y/N carefully opened the stairway door, peeking out to see if anyone was out an about. No one in sight.

Kunimi quickly ran after Y/N when they quickly bolted to their room, dramatically throwing the room to their dorm open the second it was unlocked and slamming it shut behind them.

“There. Hey, did anyone even realize we don’t have any projects since it’s the end of the semester? Our finals are next week.”

“I think everyone was a little too drunk,” Kunimi admitted, laying down on the mattress after Y/N threw a blanket over it for him to lay on. “Or… why didn’t you tell me my plan was flawed?”

“Oops.”

Y/N’s summer was just as quick as the first semester of school had been. It was spent working, just as they’d told Kunimi, and saving up money for the next school year’s expenses. It was actually a bit cheaper to live on your own, since the university loved to prey on the first years and give them a taste of “true college life.” Y/N arrived at the apartment a week before the school year started to finalize paperwork and move in for real.

“Y/N! Hey!” Y/N turned abruptly, about to head up to their apartment to start unpacking all of the boxes their parents had just helped them unload.

“Ah, Hiroto! Hi!” Hiroto hugged Y/N in greeting. He looked even taller than he had a few months ago, if that were possible. “Is Kunimi here yet?”

“Yes, he just got here! We’re unpacking too,” Hiroto smiled, ignoring the persistent buzz of his phone coming from his pocket. “I keep convincing him to join a club sport but he won’t listen, the brat. I’ll keep trying, though.” He finally took his phone out of his pocket to answer the call. “Akira, Y/N’s here!” He moved the phone towards them, setting it to speaker mode.

“Hey Y/N,” Kunimi yawned from the other side of the phone.

“Hi Kunimi.” Y/N replied before Hiroto waved goodbye and brought the phone back to his ear, jogging away in the direction of his apartment. Y/N had toured the place with them both before they’d decided to move in; it was a five minute walk from Y/N’s own apartment, and a ten minute walk from campus. And it was perfect for the both of them, they’d claimed. Perfect size.

Y/N was pleased with their own arrangement, too. The apartment was small, with a tiny kitchen combined with an area barely big enough to be called a living room, and a bathroom the size of a broom closet. But everything worked, and once Y/N had decorated their room and the rest of the apartment, it felt more like home.

The rest of the week was spent helping other friends move in; a few of Y/N’s old floormates were moving in to apartment complexes all around campus, also escaping dorm life and communal bathrooms. It was Sunday when Y/N finally got around to visit Kunimi and Hiroto, right before the semester was going to start.

“Hi Y/N!” Hiroto let them in quickly. “I’m going for a run, see ya!” Y/N barely managed to say goodbye before he was sprinting to the stairs, his earbuds already a tangled mess in his hands as he ran.

“Kunimi!” Y/N called as they closed the door, despite already knowing where he’d be.

“What.” Y/N found him in his room, sitting on his bed with his laptop open in front of him. Already preparing for tomorrow, as Y/N had also done earlier.

“How was your summer?” They’d both texted each other a bit while they were off school, but not very much.

“It was nice. No one bothered me.” He shot them a look Y/N knew full well was full of fake malice. Kunimi had come off as a bit cold when they first met and studied a few times, but gradually he seemed to warm up to Y/N. And after spending a majority of their first year with him, Y/N could now confidently say the two were good friends.

“That’s good. And this year is going to fly by, just you wait.”

“Mhm.”

“I am finally done with this class,” Kunimi groaned, brushing past Y/N and letting himself into their apartment. “Thank god I aced the final.”

Yep, already summertime. Again. It truly had flown by.

Y/N had spent a large majority of the year finalizing their major and the classes they’d take the next two years, and now that summer was here, everything was finally complete. Kunimi had spent the whole year groaning in the library in response to all of his homework, ignoring Y/N’s shushing as they shelved books near him. Hiroto shined in his sports the past few months; he’d invited Y/N and Kunimi to his games, and a whole group of mutual friends went to cheer him on. Overall, Y/N enjoyed the school year. It went by fast, but at least they’d been able to process it much better than the first year.

Normally Y/N would have been packing up to go home at this point, but they’d decided to stay on campus for the summer to get an elective credit out of the way. Kunimi chose to take a course on finance management, which he’d described as “an easy A.” Y/N was happy to have a friend on campus—everyone else they were close with was choosing to go home, or to work an internship. Hiroto was also staying, but he’d be working an internship all summer and training for next season, meaning he’d only be at his apartment to sleep and maybe grab a bite to eat.

It would just be Kunimi and Y/N against the world, which Kunimi seemed more than nonchalant about, which was a bit unlike him. “Happy to spend more time with me?” Y/N had asked. He shrugged. “You’re nice to hang out with.” This was quite possibly the nicest thing he’d ever said to them, at least in Y/N’s eyes, and brought them so close to crying Kunimi left the room in distaste.

“Aren’t you having the same professor for the summer course?” Y/N asked him now, watching as he took a seat at Y/N’s couch/kitchen table. It was an old couch someone was going to throw out but Y/N had rescued just in time. After deep cleaning it, it was perfect—big enough for three people if they sat smushed together. And they’d even found a small coffee table to place in front of it, effectively eliminating the need for a kitchen table.

“Yes. I like her, the class was just horrendous.” Kunimi sighed, running his fingers through his hair in deep thought. “What class are you taking?”

“Romantic Poetry in Literature!” Y/N said, sitting down at the couch next to him. “It seems like a fun class; a classmate of mine recommended it, we’re taking it together. The professor seems great, and I heard we even get to write some poetry. I just wanted a fun and easy way to complete a requirement credit”

“Mmm. I didn’t take you for the romantic type.”

Y/N huffed. “I’ll have you know I am! And there’s lots you still have to learn about me.” They nudged him with their foot. “We have all summer to become besties!”

Kunimi cracked a small smile. “Yeah.”

Y/N leaned to the side to get a better view of his smile, only to see it vanish from his face as he pulled out his phone. “Meanie.”

Classes began two weeks later, which left Kunimi and Y/N a large chunk of time to get sick of some healthy pea chips Hiroto loved, and also enough time to binge watch a drama on Netflix. They’d finished up the last episode the night before summer courses were set to start, and Y/N unashamedly cried at the finale. Kunimi wordlessly handed them tissues, his face scrunched up in his efforts to suppress his own tears.

The next morning Y/N slouched the whole walk to class, still thinking of the finale from last night. Their mood brightened significantly when they spotted their classmate also on the way to class. “Morning Hitoka!”

“Hi Y/N!” She beamed at them as she settled into step beside them. “I’m excited for the class! I’ve had this professor once before, she was awesome!” They chatted about what to expect until they made it to the classroom, which was on the smaller size considering it was a summer course and a smaller class to begin with. Twenty other kids showed, all sitting in a circle of desks, the professor sat at her desk at the front of the class, a whiteboard with her name written on it behind her.

The class was wonderful, even if it was just the first day. They went over the poems they’d be reading in class and the professor often got sidetracked, abandoning the syllabus she was going over to rave about a particular poem or expand a thought a student had shared. She was clearly passionate about what she was saying.

“Class times almost up, my my.” Professor Ono laughed. “Let’s discuss the final, then.”

Y/N’s classmates shifted in their seats, the whispers about the poems they’d be discussing stopping.

“It’s due by the end of term, but I like telling students in advance so they can get started on brainstorming. You’ll create a poem focused on describing a strong feeling you feel or have felt, and then you’ll be asked to write an essay on that poem as well as reflecting on how the poems we will read in this class influenced your own writing. Specificities on word count and the like are on the syllabus! Hav a good afternoon!”

A few students left, but many of them stayed behind, talking amongst themselves on topics.

“I’ll write it about the time my hamster died when I was a kid. I was so crushed.”

“That time I got rejected.”

“What are you writing it on Hitoka?” Y/N turned to her as they packed up their things to go.

“Probably about my girlfriend,” Hitoka replied, blushing slightly as Y/N smiled at her. “That’s so cute Hitoka!”

They chatted for a bit as they left the class, excited to get started on the reading that had been assigned. It was a lot, since summer courses moved much quicker since they were only six weeks. Hitoka headed off to run an errand, telling Y/N they’d see them on Wednesday for the next class.

Y/N walked slowly back to their apartment. They had no plans for the rest of the day other than doing the reading and responses that had been assigned. And possibly pestering Kunimi about his own course. No busy plans meant no distraction from the fact that they had no idea what to write for the final project.

Y/N decided to visit Kunimi early, knowing his class was over by now, too.

“Hey,” he swung open the door to his apartment without glancing up from his phone, typing with his free plan. “I’m inputting assignments into the planner app Hiroto told me to get.”

“Nerd.” Y/N sat down at the kitchen table, where Kunimi had set up his laptop and a few stray papers. He sat down across from them, sticking out his tongue in response. “Whatever, romantic poetry dweeb.”

“Ugh!” Reminded of the assignment, Y/N rested their face in their hands. “Ono assigned the final already and I have no idea what to write it on.”

“That’s the problem with the humanities,” Kunimi tsked, earning an annoyed glance from Y/N. “Why, what’s it about?”

Y/N quickly elaborated, ending with the fact that Hitoka was writing hers about her girlfriend. “Which is so freaking cute! My only current idea is to write it about how much I love those frosted cookies you ate a whole box of.” Kunimi made a noise of appreciation at the thought of his favorite cookies. Hiroto had screamed in shock when he saw that the box was gone, before he could even have one as a special treat.

“Why don’t you just write it about a crush or something. Stuff like that is the easiest to write about, isn’t it?”

“I’ve never even been in love, though!” Y/N was feeling thoroughly dejected, especially after that incredibly romantic and heartfelt drama finale they’d only just watched last night. “I’ve never dated anyone, never kissed anyone. I’m so close to masking my love for the cookies and making it seem like they’re people.”

Kunimi let out a huff of laughter at that. “How long do you have to write it?”

“Six weeks, since the class ends then.”

“Oh, okay.” Y/N sat up to look at him better.

“What?” He had a pensive look on his face. “Do you have an idea? Oh my god please share it.”

“Yeah. Why don’t I date you for a few weeks, so you have something to write about.”

Y/N hardly registered their jaw dropping slightly in shock, focused entirely on Kunimi, trying to tell if he was being serious or not. His expression hadn’t changed—he was still inputting tasks into his app. He glanced up when he realized Y/N was being too quiet.

“What? Sorry, was that weird? It’d just be so you can get something to write about. I read a book where two people dated just for the hell of it, and they ended up being better friends after it.” Y/N couldn’t see an ounce of mirth or anything malicious in Kunimi’s expression, and the fact that they were searching for it made them feel guilty. They relaxed their shoulders.

“You’d do that for me? And you want to be better friends? That’s so sweet.” Kunimi grimaced, recognizing his mistake. He wasn’t usually straightforward with his feelings, since he believed what he was thinking was obvious (it wasn’t, usually). This was a rare slipup of his.

“It was just an idea,” Kunimi said, going back to his app.

“I’m in if you’re in.” What? Where was this coming from? And what was Kunimi thinking, suggesting that? It seemed like it’d fail in so many ways—

“I suggested it, you ass.”

And so it began.

“Morning loser.”

“Is that a way to treat me, oh loving boyfriend?” Y/N locked the door behind them. “I didn’t think you’d actually stick with what you said.”

“Oh I’m very serious about this. And since my class is pretty easy, I have time to research.” Y/N looked at him curiously, waiting for him to answer. But he only linked his arm through Y/N’s, as though this type of casual physical contact was something they had always done.

“Is it really necessary to walk me to the library?” Y/N asked as they made their way out of the apartment building, arms still linked.

“Course. I’m heading there too, anyways. And in that drama we watched, and the one I just started, the guy walks his date everywhere.”

“That’s what you meant by research?” Y/N can’t help the laugh that escapes them. “It’s touching that you care so much, Kunimi.”

“I’m fully invested in helping you,” he answered. “So when you date someone for real you don’t end up embarrassing yourself.” Y/N would’ve been offended, but it was actually a bit touching that he cared so much.

They spent the morning at the library, something they usually did. Y/N wasn’t working that day, choosing to work later in the day so they had time to do homework. Kunimi had also chosen later shifts at the bookstore, and when asked why he said “so we can have the same schedule.” Y/N was only just beginning to realize their schedule matched up remarkably well, save for the fact that Kunimi had class on Thursday instead of Friday.

They were practically spending 100% of their free time together, which Y/N tried to rationalize was normal. They usually did, right? Nothing was changing.

The first time he held their hand was on a walk to class, a bright Wednesday morning when Y/N was chatting away about a poet from the middle ages who’d written with such love in his words it practically jumped out at them while they read it. Y/N hadn’t even noticed they were holding hands until they reached the classroom and Kunimi let go, waving goodbye and heading back out to walk to his own class.

Y/N stood in the doorway for a few seconds, registering the fact that their hand now felt cold without the warmth of Kunimi’s and also that he’d casually taken their hand as they’d left Y/N’s apartment, and Y/N hadn’t even noticed.

Y/N didn’t dare mention it to him. He hadn’t made a big deal about it, so why should they?

And why should Y/N make a big deal about the fact that wherever they went together, he held their hand? It was normal. Part of the agreement, nothing more. Y/N figured it was their fault, since they hadn’t discussed any ground rules. And Kunimi was getting way too many ideas from the “research” he was doing. At one point Y/N was horrified, thinking he was watching something else, but Kunimi had looked constipated at the thought, so Y/N was left reassured he was only watching an absurd amount of cheesy romantic themed movies and shows.

He’d even watched a few with Y/N, when both of them had free nights on the weekends. It was now a habitual movement of Y/N’s to lean into Kunimi and settle in, head either against his shoulder or in his lap as they watched the movie, a blanket enveloping them both.

On one of these movie nights, it was getting pretty late, something neither of them paid much attention to. It was a Friday night, and they normally stayed up and slept in on Friday nights, especially ones where neither of them had a shift. Kunimi was sprawled on the couch, Y/N on the floor beneath him in a comfortable nest of blankets and pillows, idly tracing Kunimi’s hand that dangled from the couch and onto their stomach below him. They’d been “dating” for three weeks now—half of their agreed time. And it seemed they’d both fully adapted to their odd relationship, easily intertwining hands when they met up, leaning into the other’s embraces when they were sitting down on a couch. It was getting a little too easy, but Y/N truthfully didn’t want to ruin it. Kunimi smiled way more, and it wasn’t his usual smile. This one was softer, one Y/N hadn’t seen very much before. And it felt as though it had been reserved for them all of this time.

“Do you wanna sleep over?”

“Hm?” Y/N was half asleep, still tracing his hand lightly with their fingertips. The movie had just ended, and they were slowly being lulled to sleep by the ending song as the credits rolled.

“It’s late, and I don’t want to go put shoes on,” Kunimi mumbled from the couch, sounding as though he were about to fall asleep, too. “Let’s go.”

He sits up slowly, pulling Y/N’s hand until they do the same, wrapped up in blankets. Kunimi leads them to his room and lets them walk past him to settle down onto the bed. Once Y/N has unraveled from the cocoon of blankets, they lie down and lift up a free blanket. Kunimi took his place beside them, wrapping an arm loosely around their waist and sighing at the warmth. They fit perfectly against him.

“Comfy?” Y/N yawned, feeling much sleepier now that Kunimi was right beside them.

“Mhmm. G’night.”

Y/N never got a chance to reply; they’d already fallen fast asleep.

The next morning was especially hard for Kunimi, who wasn’t much of a morning person to begin with, and was now incredibly reluctant to let go of Y/N, who he’d cuddled closer to in the night.

“I’m hungry!” Y/N complained, turning to face him and almost gasping at how close their faces were. Kunimi still refused to let go of them, and also to open his eyes.

“So? Me too.”

“Then let’s go make breakfast,” Y/N said, blowing slightly at his face. He wrinkled his nose a little bit. “Okay, I’m up. Your morning breath was enough.”

Y/N flicked his forehead as he finally let go of them. Kunimi slipped his hand into his and walked to the bathroom, about to pull Y/N in with him when they tugged their hand away. He turned back to look at them, a frown on his face.

“I’m not about to pee with you! Hurry up I have to go too.”

He smiled, almost to himself it seemed, and closed the door, leaving Y/N alone in the hallway with an embarrassingly big smile on their face.

Eventually they finally made it to the kitchen, where they found a note from Hiroto on the fridge.

Morning roomie :) I’m sleeping over at a teammates place today, so I won’t be home :( I’ll bring back some of his cookies b/c they’re super good!!! See ya

P.S. hey y/n, hope you slept well :)

- Hiroto

“Cheeky asshat,” Kunimi grumbled, handing the note to Y/N. “What should we make?”

They settled on pancakes. Kunimi didn’t have any batter he’d bought, and they ended up making it from scratch. While Y/N expertly whisked Kunimi hunted for a pan he knew they had somewhere. He emerged victorious from the floor of the kitchen, where he’d been looking through the cabinets.

“Hey,” he started as he got to his feet, pan in hand. “We should spend the day together.”

“Yeah?” Y/N asked, in a teasing tone Kunimi knew too well.

“I mean, we both need to go grocery shopping.”

“True,” Y/N mused. “Alright.”

They ate quickly, both admiring their great work with the batter. It was nearly midday—ideal weather for grocery shopping, maybe even visiting the farmer’s market a bus ride away from campus.

Kunimi got dressed and then they headed to Y/N’s apartment so they could grab their reusable bags and wallet, as well as change out of Kunimi’s sweats and t-shirt he’d let them borrow.

“Should we walk or take the bus?” Y/N asked. “I’ve heard if you walk through the park it’s quicker than walking the other way.” Kunimi agreed, and he led the way, slipping his hand into Y/N’s when they weren’t looking.

They must’ve looked a bit ridiculous; two college kids, each with shopping bags slinged over their shoulders, walking through the park in the middle of the day. At least that’s what Y/N thought for about two seconds before realizing this was a college town, and the fact that they must’ve looked more like a couple, what with the hand holding and all. Suddenly feeling very self conscious at any stares from nonexistent people around them, they hardly noticed Kunimi leading them down the path that led to the lake, and not the path to the shopping centers.

“Can we sit for a while?” Kunimi asked, silently praying Y/N would agree. To his delight they agreed, and they both sat down at a bench that looked down on the lake, where ducks were enjoying the sunshine. Kunimi hadn’t let go of their hand (he hardly did nowadays) but Y/N didn’t seem to notice. They were staring at the ducks, a small smile on their face, and began talking about plans for the new school year.

It’s not that Kunimi wasn’t listening. Of course not. It was just that over the past few days, he’d found himself glancing down to look at Y/N’s lips as they talked, or focused on the way their eyes were constantly looking around at everything, or the way their thumb would almost subconsciously rub against the back of his hand when they were talking together. Right how, his gaze was fixed on their lips. He shifted forward a little, pressing their knees together as he turned to face them better. Y/N was still looking at the ducks and talking about next year, something about major requirements, while Kunimi kept slowly moving forward until finally he was so close to their cheek he thought he’d fall over if Y/N decided to abruptly get up.

He squeezed their hand gently to get their attention and they turned to face him, almost knocking their nose against his.

“Can I kiss you?”

Y/N nods, and Kunimi can’t help the smile that spreads across his face. With his free hand he reached up to cup Y/N’s cheek and guided them the last few centimeters so their lips brushed softly. It’s only a few seconds, hardly a proper kiss in Kunimi’s book. He leaned forward slightly, pressing their lips together a bit harder, but pulled away just as quickly. His hand hadn’t left Y/N’s cheek, and he rested his forehead against Y/N’s, who was opening their eyes to look at him.

They abruptly turned away from him, and he dropped his hand back to his lap reluctantly and leaned back against the bench. Y/N had their free hand hovering over their mouth, as though unsure whether or not their lips were still where.

“Y/N?” Kunimi asked, almost whispering. “Sorry, was that too far?”

Y/N shakes their head quickly. “Just… Can we go buy groceries now?”

Oh, he’s done it now. Kunimi nods, and they both get up to leave, turning their backs on the happy family of ducks and their persistent quacking to head to the shopping center.

The next day, they’d planned to bake a cake together. Y/N had bought the batter yesterday, and Kunimi texted to double check if they were coming over. Y/N assured him they were, they’d be there in twenty minutes.

He paced through the apartment for that time, having already laid out every bowl, measuring cup, and ingredient beside the batter they’d need to bake the cake. He’d even started to preheat the oven—anything to distract himself. From what? He wasn’t sure, exactly.

Y/N had seemed fine the rest of the afternoon yesterday. The only sign that something was off was the reaction after the kiss, and not wanting to come over to Kunimi’s apartment to make the cake then. “Tomorrow, yeah? I’m just tired.”

Kunimi’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a knock at the door. Nearly running, he scrambled up from the couch to open it, revealing a smiling Y/N holding a bag from yesterday. “Cake time!”

Soon Kunimi found his incessant worries irrelevant. Y/N was all smiles, talking about how great this cake was going to turn out and the cute sprinkles they’d bought to decorate it with. They even put music on to listen to while they both work, and Kunimi finds it hard to focus on anything negative when Y/N is singing horribly off-key to a popular pop song.

When they’re decorating the cake, Kunimi tries hard to not outright stare at Y/N. He doesn’t know why he’s suddenly obsessed with finding any trace of sorrow on their face—maybe he’d imagined the first signs of it.

“There!” Kunimi almost jumped in shock, rudely snapped back into reality by Y/N’s loud proclamation. They’d added the last finishing touches of baby blue frosting and sprinkles, and overall it didn’t look too bad. Kunimi quickly cut out a slice, moved it over to a plate, and wedged out a piece onto a fork, moving it towards Y/N. They happily took the bite of cake, nodding in appreciation as they chewed, smiling. Kunimi felt himself smiling, too, happy to see Y/N wasn’t upset after all.

Their smile quickly disappeared, and Kunimi almost didn’t notice. Y/N reached over to take a sip of water, as though that would cover the fact that they’d stopped smiling suddenly despite their being a perfectly good cake they’d seconds ago been enjoying.

“What’s wrong? And don’t say nothing, you liar.” Y/N closed their mouth promptly, looking at him in mock disdain.

“I think we should break up. Like, end the fake relationship.”

“Oh.” Oh. He made sure to not show any emotion on his face, scared of what it might reveal. “Okay. Think you’re good to write your poem now, then?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Okay.”

“Thank you for helping me, by the way,” Y/N sliced another piece of cake and slid it onto a cake for Kunimi, sliding it across the table for him. “I’ll buy you some salted caramel next time I go to the store.” Kunimi smiled through his slice of cake. Anything for you, Y/N.

The next day, Kunimi almost runs away from Y/N out of sheer embarrassment. He’d gotten out of bed early, like he usually did, so he could walk to Y/N’s apartment and walk them to class, which was already a bad way to begin the day. With his extra five minutes he sat in bed, thinking he might go back to sleep and get up in an hour right before his class started, but he couldn’t stand sitting there any longer. He was dressed and out the door, an hour early since he didn’t have anyone to walk to class anymore, when Y/N fell into step beside them, on their way to class, which for some reason was the direction Kunimi was headed in.

And on instinct, he reached over to take Y/N’s hand. And it didn’t quite process in his mind what he’d done until he was full on holding hands with them, and Y/N was looking down at their joined hands, and Kunimi was growing horrified at himself and a bit nauseous.

Y/N vaguely remembered Kunimi slipping his hand away as he said goodbye and headed for the library, the opposite direction Y/N was headed in. Y/N said goodbye and headed to class, their hand tingling where Kunimi had touched it.

“Hi Y/N!”

“Hey.” Hitoka sat down at her seat beside them with a slight frown on her face. “Where’s your boyfriend? He usually talks with you before you come inside.”

Y/N almost burst into tears, and Hitoka looked alarmed. Thankfully they were both in the habit of arriving to class five minutes before the professor, so Y/N had time to get the weight off of their chest. And Hitoka was a great listener, as they found out.

“I was so scared I’d actually fallen for him, Hitoka.”

“I think you should tell him how you feel, Y/N,” Hitoka urged. “After class of course.” They shared a smile before turning to listen to their professor, who’d already arrived and was loudly ranting about their latest poetry assignment.

Y/N couldn’t keep still throughout the entire class period—their leg jumping as they listened to the lecture and their classmates speak. After it was finally over, they walked out with Hitoka, not wanting to seem rude. “Go on, Y/N! And tell me how it goes!” And with that Y/N was off, running out of the building and toward Kunimi’s apartment, figuring he’d be there to grab lunch before potentially heading back to the library again.

“Y/N?”

Kunimi opened the door more, looking confused. “Didn’t your class just end? Did you run?”

Y/N was doubled over with their hands on their knees, trying to catch their breath. They nodded at him in response, smiling at the sound of his laugh.

“I broke up with you,” Y/N paused to inhale a breath, straightening their poster to look at him. “Because I was scared.” They let out another deep breath, finally feeling less winded. “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same—I hope we can still be friends, though, since I’ll miss you way too much.”

“Why didn't you just say that instead of breaking up with me?”

“Because I was scared!” Y/N exclaimed as they walked into his apartment. They turned to face him again, only to see him smiling at them teasingly.

“Dork,” he slipped his hand back into theirs, knocking shoulders with them. “Now that I’m your boyfriend can I kiss you?”

“Of course. But I have to go write my poem,” Y/N laughed as they leaned away from him, heading towards the door.

“Oh you’re for sure getting an A.”

Y/N grinned at him one more time, blowing him a kiss before they ran back to their apartment to get started on the assignment. And for sure get an A.

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