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sej and coryo corrupting innocent!reader and convincing her it’s normal to take your two best friend’s cocks 🤭

nsfw | mdni

warnings: innocent!fem!reader x best friend!snowjanus, innocence kink, corruption kink, handjobs, fingering (f receiving)

possibly gonna make a part two where they do more. btw this is not proof read because i kept getting distracted

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bestest of friends - snowjanus x fem!reader

you were sitting on your big lush bed with your two best friends sitting in front of you. the three of you were studying for an upcoming exam that counted for a huge part of your grade. at least you were. coryo and sej weren’t necessarily paying attention to studying.

it was no secret that your two best friends liked you. you knew this. but you also knew that you liked them too. i mean you guys are best friends for a reason, right? sejanus and coryo had always been there for you. you and coryo grew up together in the capitol. and when you both met sejanus when he moved here, you had been the first one to be nice to him. and then the three of you became inseparable.

you’ve never had a boyfriend. you’ve never had your first kiss. your best friends have always made sure of that, wanting to keep you pure and innocent for them. you were their white rose. their delicate flower. coryo and sej have both discussed their attraction to you with each other. which most definitely led to them discussing their attraction to each other. and now here they are, trying to come up with a way for you to join them.

sejanus looked up from the textbook, giving coryo a small glance before looking at you. “y/n,” he started, his tone soft. he glanced at coryo before glancing back at you. “have you ever wondered what it would be like to have sex with someone?”

you looked up from your notebook, furrowing your eyebrows at your best friend. “that’s a really weird topic to bring up, sej,” you replied amused.

sejanus chuckled, nodding his head. “it is. but have you?”

coryo also looked at you, a smirk on his lips. “i’m curious to know this as well.”

you rolled your eyes at your two best friends. “i mean, i guess everyone has wonders but i haven’t really done anything at all,” you replied, unsure of how to exactly word your response. this is a weird discussion to have with your best friends, right?

“do you ever want to try?” coryo asked, tilting his head at you.

you blushed, unable to help yourself. this was definitely a weird topic to have with your best friends. sex isn’t something to casually talk about!! and you’ve never even touched yourself. of course you know what an orgasm is but you’ve never experienced it yourself. and you’ve definitely never gotten close enough to anyone to even really think about sex. “i-i mean yeah.” you stuttered, cheeks red.

sejanus cooed at you, reaching a hand to caress your cheek. “she’s blushing, coryo. isn’t she so cute?”

coryo smirked, nodding his head. “my dear, if you could kiss me or sej, who would you want to kiss?”

you furrowed your eyebrows. “best friends don’t kiss.”

sejanus brought his hand down. “some best friends kiss. some do more than kiss. but that’s just for the bestest of friends.”

coryo nodded his head in response. “and aren’t we the bestest of friends?”

they had a point. the three of you were really good best friends. you nodded your head, still blushing.

“so, would you kiss me or sej?” coryo asked again.

“both of you.” you whispered, biting your lip.

“huh?”

“i would kiss both of you,” you said a bit louder.

“who do you want to be your first?” sejanus asked softly.

you shrugged your shoulders at your best friends. “i can’t choose between the two of you,” you replied, licking your lips. “you both mean a lot to me.”

sej couldn’t help but feel his heart swell as he looked at you. you’re just so cute and innocent. he wanted nothing more than to kiss you. and fuck you. but he also wanted to kiss and fuck coryo. which they’ve done before. but that’s besides the point. “close your eyes.” he commanded softly to you.

you obeyed like the good girl you were.

sejanus then looked at coryo as they silently discussed who would kiss you. until coryo just rolled his eyes and gave sejanus the go ahead.

sejanus smirked as he leaned over the books in front of you guys, pressing a small but gentle kiss onto your lips before pulling away. coryo scoffed. “sej, if you’re going to kiss her, do it properly.” and then coryo leaned in, pressing a full kiss onto your lips. it took you a moment to respond to the kiss, unsure of what to do. but as coryo kissed you, you felt yourself returning the kiss. and after a few moments, he pulled away, a satisfied smile on his lips. he then turned to look at sejanus. “that’s how you do it.”

sejanus had a fond smile on his lips, rolling his eyes. he looked at you. “well, how was your first kiss?”

you were blushing. of course you were. both of your best friends had kissed you. you didn’t even know best friends could kiss each other! “i-it was nice.” you said, biting your bottom lip with your front teeth.

coryo looked at you, all blushy and shy, and he was smitten. he absolutely adored you and he adored sej. he couldn’t help the fact that it swelled him with pride that only he and sej could corrupt you. you’re theirs and no one else’s. it made him wonder would you would lose your virginity to. him or sej? he was hoping you’d lose it to him. but that was a thought for later.

coryo grabbed the notebooks and textbooks from the bed, closing them before dropping them onto the floor. “my dear,” coryo began to speak. “do you want to try something else?” he asked, smiling innocently at you.

you looked at coryo, nodding your head. you’d do anything with sej and coryo. you trusted them with all your heart. “what is it?”

as sej and coryo were sat in front of you, they exchanged another look before replying. “you know, it’s perfectly normal for bestest of friends to pleasure each other.” sejanus said.

coryo nodded in agreement. “and we were thinking you could possibly pleasure us while we pleasure you?”

you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “pleasure how?”

fuck you’re so cute and innocent. coryo could cum literally just by accident your adorableness alone. he licked his lips. “i think you know how.” he said, taking one of your hands and guiding it to his crotch.

you gasped as you felt coryo’s bulge, taking your hand away. “b-but friends don’t do that.” you looked at him with your beautiful doe eyes.

“ah ah, princess, we are bestest of friends,” sejanus murmured to you. “and bestest of friends can pleasure each other.”

you were still very much blushing when they suggested this. you looked down at your hands. “oh, i don’t know…” you said, unsure. you wanted to. of course you wanted to. they’re your best friends and you’d do anything with them. but you also felt embarrassed, unsure of yourself.

sejanus leaned into you, bringing his face close to yours. “we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” he murmured. “but i think you want this just as much as we do, princess.” he said, looking into your eyes.

“do you want this?” coryo asked, leaning in as well.

you bit your lip, nodding your head. “b-but how do we start?”

“we get undressed.” coryo replied, standing up. he grabbed your hand to help you stand up as well. he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss onto your lips as he brought his hands up to your uniform shirt, undoing the buttons slowly.

you looked into coryo’s blue eyes before looking down at his hands. coryo had very pretty hands. you’ve always liked the way his hands looked. and how his eyes looked. and how sej’s eyes looked. and how sej’s hair was so pretty. you just liked how both boys looked. it always made your heart swell. you looked over at sejanus who had already discarded his shirt. your eyes looked at his torso, seeing that he was well built. you bit your lip, your cheeks heating up as you looked back at coryo. you felt the heat of the moment, a warmness was pooling in your abdomen, causing you to clench your thighs.

an action that was not missed by either coryo or sej.

coryo finished unbuttoning your shirt, taking it off of you and discarding it. his eyes looked you up and down. you wore a white laced bra, high end of course. and you looked so pure. “you’re so beautiful.” coryo murmured. “isn’t she beautiful, sej?”

sejanus smiled. “absolutely gorgeous.” he replied as he made his way over to you. he pressed a kiss onto your shoulder, standing behind you as coryo stood in front of you. you felt sejanus’s hands on your waist, undoing the skirt you were wearing.

coryo’s hands were on your torso, massaging your sides as he slowly moved them up to cup your boobs through your bra. you gasped, looking up at coryo. the sensation was weird, not bad at all, but weird. he massaged your boobs slowly, unable to help himself from leaning in to capture your lips in his.

coryo kissed you like he was hungry. and maybe he was. he definitely was. for you. always hungry for you. he was addicted to your lips already. he continued to massage your boobs as your skirt unzipped and fell to the ground, revealing your matching white lace panties. sejanus let out a soft groan, kissing the nape of your neck. you shivered at the feeling, clenching your thighs together again.

sejanus unclasped your bra, allowing coryo to grab the fabric and toss it onto the ground. you weren’t exactly sure what to do with your hands but you knew that they wanted you to pleasure them so you brought one of your hands down to grip coryo’s cock through his pants, rubbing his bulge. coryo gasped in the kiss, pulling away to press his forehead onto yours as he looked down at your hand on his bulge. “princess…” he whispered shakily.

you looked down at your hand, not really knowing what you were doing. you were kinda just massaging it, hoping it was doing something. “i-is that okay?” you asked.

coryo grabbed your hand, guiding you how to palm him. “that’s so okay,” he whispered back.

you turned your body slightly, enough so that sej was next to you rather than behind you. “w-wanna feel you too, sej,” you said, holding your other hand out. he grabbed it, guiding it to his crotch and letting you palm him.

sej and coryo both had their hands on you, grinding their cocks into your hands as you palmed them. they massaged your tits, kissed your neck, even took turns kissing your lips.

your lips were connected to sejanus’s when you felt coryo pull your hand away from his bulge. you pulled away to look at coryo with confusion until you felt the skin of his dick in your palm. you looked down to see his cock, big and red and leaking, begging to be touched. “oh,” you sighed, looking at it. you instinctively licked your lips, clenching your thighs again.

sejanus chuckled into your ear, taking his pants off as well. “coryo, are you being impatient?” he asked as his cock was now out as well. you bit your lip to save you from whimpering. you couldn’t help but feel hot and bothered right now. like you needed relief of some sort.

coryo gripped your hips, gently guiding you to sit back down on the bed as he sat down next to you. “very impatient, sej,” he murmured.

sejanus sat down next to you. he kissed your cheek. “i think our princess needs attention,” he said, his hand on your thigh. “been clenching your thighs so much, baby. you need relief?”

you looked at sej, your hands moving to your lap. you nodded your head shyly. “yeah,” you said.

sejanus smiled. “gonna make you feel good, okay?” his smile was so warm and his words were so comforting. his hands moved to the waistband of your panties, tugging them down and tossing them to the side.

you nodded your head. the three of you were naked. your skin felt like it was on fire. sej and coryo were so pretty and handsome. and you thought their cocks were so pretty. coryo’s was longer but sej’s was thicker. you didn’t know they came in different sizes. the walls of your pussy clenched around nothing as you thought about their cocks. you’ve never had sex before but you longed for something you’ve never had.

coryo leaned over to kiss your neck and collarbone, sucking on your pulse point. this caused you to gasp just as sejanus spread your legs. you wanted to instinctively close them but you were distracted by coryo’s kissing. “sej’s gonna make you feel so good, doll.” coryo murmured against your skin. “i’m gonna make you feel so good too.”

sejanus leaned in to kiss your jawline as his fingers moved to your untouched area, causing you to whimper. “oh fuck, you’re so wet for us.” sejanus said, letting out a shaky breath as he began to rub your clit in slow circles.

you moaned, closing your eyes at the feeling. it was so incredibly new to you, the sensation. it sent sparks to your abdomen, making you feel so so good. wanting your best friends to feel good, you moved both of your hands, gripping coryo’s cock who’s on your left, and sej’s cock who’s on your right. one of coryo’s hands moved to grip yours, showing you how to start moving your hand on his shaft.

with coryo’s guidance, you jerked him off slowly, doing the same with sej’s cock. both boys let out shaky moans just as sej moved his finger down to your hole, causing you to let out a shaky moan as well. he inserted his finger slowly and you looked down to watch. “how’s this?” sej asked as he slowly thrusted his finger in and out of you.

tears of pleasure prickled in your eye at the new sensation. “g-good.” you stuttered, looking at his finger going in and out of you. coryo moved his lips from your collarbone to your chest, taking your nipple into his mouth and sucking. the feeling of him sucking your nipple and using his tongue to run laps on it while sej fingered your pussy was amazing. “oh my god!” you moaned out.

you continued to jerk off coryo and sej, coryo’s hand still guiding yours. sej’s free hand helped you with his as well. you jerked them both off as the same pace that sej was fingering you. and after a few minutes, sej added another finger, stretching you out slightly. he curled his fingers, causing you to moan loudly. “oh fuck,” you moaned out, cursing for what felt like the first time. though it most certainly was not.

“doing so good, baby,” sej groaned in your ear. “you’re so wet and tight around my fingers. can’t wait to feel your pussy on my cock.”

coryo moaned, taking your nipple out of his mouth. “fuck, i wish i was inside of you right now.”

their dirty words added to your pleasure as you felt yourself come undone. you arched your back as you clenched your walls around sej’s fingers, “oh!” you moaned out, cumming hard. it was such a foreign feeling.

sej and coryo watched you cum with adoration in their eyes. coryo came in your palm, his hips jerking as he fucked into your palm. his seed coating your hand. sejanus came a lot, ropes and ropes of cum landing on your hand and on himself. and when the three of you were spent, you all laid back on the bed, sej pulling his fingers out of you and you removing your hands from their cocks.

sejanus laid his head on your shoulder while coryo turned to wrap an arm around you. “how did that feel, my dear?” coryo asked, pressing a lazy kiss on your cheek.

“really good,” you breathed out breathlessly. “is it always like that?”

“if you have partners that know what they’re doing.” sejanus replied, kissing your neck.

coryo nodded his head. “and since we’re bestest of friends, we can always do more with you, doll.”

you smiled as you looked at both of your best friends lovingly. “i’d love that.”

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runningfrom2am · 5 months

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leveling the playing field III

summary: you didn't meet the requirements for the plinth prize, only to find out that you're not just missing out on that- you're missing out on the opportunity of a lifetime. your friend wants to help, because maybe you can help each other.

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

wc: 2.9k

tags/warnings: capitol brat!reader, maybe slightly ooc coryo, idk i tried my best. do they love each other or hate each other? who knows. this one is the arena bombing scene so yeah, regardless its not graphic so

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a/n: btw this is lowkey becoming a mix of the book and the movie so if there's inconsistencies dw about it lol, its all just a jumbled mess in my head at this point and i am for some reason working from memory

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"Wait! Wait! I'm here!" You call out, urging the line of mentors and tributes to wait for you before they enter the arena, running up from your father's town car with a notebook and pencil in hand.

Coriolanus was simultaneously annoyed by your arrival, delayed or not, considering he didn't expect you, and also part of him was relieved to have you at his side. Entering the arena himself was a daunting task, now that he knows that the mentors are far from safe from harm in this situation.

You're slightly out of breath as you catch up to him and Lucy Gray, panting as you adjust your bag where it sits over your shoulder. "Sorry, I'm late." You breathe out, smoothing down your hair.

"Why are you even here, Y/L/N?" Felix asks, turning from his spot in front of you to look.

"Mind your own, for once." You spit, returning your attention to Coryo and Lucy Gray. "Hey, where's Clem?"

Coryo shakes his head slightly as the line starts to move forward. "I'll explain later." He answers vaguely. You're confused, sure, but you did have bigger things to worry about. He was right. You brought your notebook to take notes on the layout, potential hiding spots, and potential advantages that Lucy Gray could exploit in the games.

"Enjoy the show!" You hear the echo from the speakers as every duo enters the arena, and you cringe.

"That's dark." You mutter to yourself, taking in your surroundings in the tunnel before being among the last few to enter. The first thing you notice is that the arena is bigger in person than on the screen, you hadn't been inside since you were a toddler- before the war. You try and pick your family's box along the top, but it's no use. You don't even have the slightest memory of this place before the games.

The next thing you notice is Lucy Gray holding onto Coryo's hand as the door slams shut behind you and the windows slide open above you. You grip your pencil tighter in your palm and look down, attempting to scribble down a layout on the page in front of you as you regain a light source. You have one job, and you'll be damned if you don't do it. For now, your best shot at earning Dr. Gaul's favour is giving Lucy Gray an advantage due only to her surroundings. Making her play the game.

"Okay, so, options are limited but I think we just need to have a good look around. There ought to be a good hiding spot around here." You say, clocking how quickly the girl drops his hand.

Focus is a priority, unfortunately, her comfort will have to come second. She'll have time for comfort once you can get her out of this arena and back to Twelve.

"What do you need, Coriolanus?" You ask, noticing he seemingly zoned out taking in his surroundings.

He tries to process what you're asking of him, but just ends up giving you a blank stare as you tilt your head, looking up at the tall boy. "I beg your pardon?" He asks, clearly having not heard a word you said.

"What do you need me to do?" You ask again.

"Well," He starts, and both of you notice at the same time that other tributes are talking and realize that alliances are being built. "Go... do that. Talk to Lysistrata." He instructs and you nod, walking quickly toward where is standing trying to talk to a confused-looking Jessup.

"Lyssie." You grin, flipping to a fresh page of your notebook.

"Y/N, hi." She says, clearly focussed in on trying to get him to pay attention to her.

"Is he okay?" You ask, feigning worry. Well, if this is Lucy Gray's only option for an ally, her odds are not looking good. That was genuinely worrying.

"I don't know..." Your classmate answers, reaching up to point out a wound on his neck. "He's got this bite... I think it could be infected. Your father is a doctor, what do you think?"

"Can you get him anything to help?" You ask, getting closer to take a better look. It does look infected, and you're unsure what it could be. You raise your hand to touch his forehead in search of a fever, but you suspect you will find one considering he is already delirious.

"Y/N!" You hear your name being called and you turn, seeing Coriolanus gesturing for you to back up.

You sigh to yourself and drop your hand, taking a step back. "I would bring him something but I don't know what would help." Lyssie sighs.

"If you can get him to agree to be an ally to Lucy Gray, I can bring antibiotics. Something strong. I'll discuss it with my father, see what he recommends." You offer, hoping to buy her a friend in the arena.

"I'll try my best." She nods. "They've been close, I can't see why not."

"I'll bring him something tonight then." You nod, patting her on the shoulder before continuing on your path of selling Lucy Gray as an ally.

You look around the large room again, looking for whoever would be her best option, and whoever of your classmates would even agree to speak with you. Sejanus- of course.

You tuck your papers under your arm as you walk over to him and Marcus. You can quickly see they aren't on any kind of speaking terms, standing awkwardly together on the opposite side of the center. "Sejanus!" You call out, and he's visibly relieved to see that someone wants to talk to him.

"Y/N." He smiles sadly, which you try and return. Empathy has never been your strong suit, but with Sejanus, you always try your best.

"I'm hoping to negotiate the terms of an alliance between Marcus and Lucy Gray." You explain and he nods, clearly unsure what to do. It would be harder to buy their allegiance, seeing as his family had more influence than yours- after all being the namesake of the prize you had dreamt of for years, and Marcus clearly has more of a physical advantage in the games than Lucy Gray.

"Uh, Marcus?" Sejanus asks, looking over at his tribute, who is blatantly ignoring the two of you. "What do you think? What would you like to do?" You admire his consideration, it must be draining when Marcus clearly couldn't care less.

"Lucy Gray would not be a threat to you. If you would take the care to look at either of us directly I would be able to promise you that." You say, taking a different approach that also doesn't work. You sigh, shrugging as you look over at your friend.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. Thank you for trying." He tries to smile and you just nod, trying to figure out who you'll ask next.

Then, your eyes land on Clemensia's tribute, alone. He looks strong, definitely the most obvious threat. Having him as an ally definitely wouldn't hurt. While it would be ideal to discuss this with Clem, your options and time is limited. He's standing nearby, just staring at one of the flags on the wall.

"It's Reaper, correct?" You ask to grab his attention, walking toward him. He spares you a glance over his shoulder, then huffs and turns away. "I have an offer for you, and I believe it's in your best interest to listen."

He doesn't look again, but you step in front of him so he has little to no choice.

"In the case that you win, which," You scoff, looking around at the other tributes, "looks quite likely, I will send you home with enough money in your pocket to feed you and your family for a year if you agree to at the very least not harm Lucy Gray in the games. And if you help her, the deal will be sweeter." You state, crossing your arms over your chest.

Before he has the chance to respond, not that he was going to anyway, you're being grabbed by the arm and pulled away quickly, making you stumble over your feet. "I told you to keep your distance. Not once, but twice." Coriolanus scolds you, pulling you back toward Lucy Gray, who you can see by now has been crying.

"You told me to talk to people! I'm trying to help Lucy Gray-"

"No, I told you to talk to Lysistrata." He corrects, dropping your arm and turning to face you. All he can see is Reaper threatening to kill him right in the back of the transport truck on the way to the zoo. Reaper was dangerous- how could you be so stupid? "You are making this so much more difficult than it already is."

You clench your teeth together, clutching your notepad to your chest now. "If you stopped thinking I'm so fragile you would see that I am helping. Don't worry about me- worry about Lucy Gray." You say after a moment of thought.

Coryo exhales heavily, looking around to see who was paying attention to the two of you fighting. The echo in this arena was not doing anything to help. "I didn't mean-"

He doesn't get the chance to articulate his thoughts before there's a loud bang, making you jump and rapidly search for the source of the noise as dust falls over the room. Then another explosion, then another, and by the way the light is disappearing in a circular pattern you can tell the arena is being bombed.

Your ears are ringing and you're now kneeling on the ground, the force of the blasts having knocked you down. You try and get up, try to make a run for the exit, only to feel an impact on your side, throwing you back to the ground a few feet away and you blackout from the hit of your head onto the dusty cement.

"There she is..." You hear your father's voice as you open your eyes slowly, blinking at the warm lighting above you. "Enough is enough." He says, and you feel a pain in your hand as he removes an IV from under your skin.

You look up at him, trying to shake off the confusion as you sit up. "Just a concussion. You were out for a few hours, if you experience any amnesia symptoms let me know, but I do doubt that will be the case."

You rub your eyes with shakey hands, nodding a little bit as your dad steps away to leave your room, where you are lying in your own bed. "Dad..." You mumble, voice hardly there.

He stops, looking at you and waiting for you to continue as you attempt to clear your throat. "Is Coryo okay?"

"I just got back from the hospital tending to everyone. Two students died, and five tributes. Coriolanus received extensive burns and bruising, but nothing was broken. He will be fine in a few days." He affirms.

"And Lucy Gray?"

"She is alive, the tributes who didn't escape or die were returned to the zoo. A vet is attending to them, I know nothing about it." He says, already on his way out of the door.

You sigh in slight relief, pushing yourself up fully to try and get moving again. Your whole body is stiff and sore, but you push through. You have a lot to do.

Thankful for your father's home stash of medications, luckily including morphing, you were able to gather medical supplies and get your driver to take you to the zoo. You would visit Coryo later, but you know he would want you to see to Lucy Gray, and so you shall.

As you arrive, you see no such vet in sight, the surviving tributes scattered around the cage, mostly either passed out or attempting to tend to their own injuries. This could be good for Lucy Gray, who looks mostly unharmed.

"Lucy Gray." You say, motioning for her to come over to the bars. She looks over Jessup laying against a rock next to her, whispering something to him before joining you quickly, grabbing the bars between you.

"is Coriolanus okay?" This is her first question, which you honestly did not expect.

Though you were taken aback by this, you nod. "Yes. My father said he'll be fine, I haven't been to see him yet." You explain, crouching down to dig through your bag for your makeshift medical kit of stolen supplies.

"What do you need?" You ask, searching already for the antibiotics you grabbed for Jessup.

"I'm fine." She insists, which you only confirm when you look her over. "Just a couple bruises, I live to sing another day."

You smile a little bit, relieved to see your tribute is at least in a better state than most of the others. "Good. I'm glad to hear it."

"Do you think Coriolanus will be back on his feet soon?" She asks, clearly very worried about him.

"I don't know." You answer honestly. "It's a good thing you have me."

"It is..." She thinks for a moment. "He said he would try and get me a guitar. For my interview, He wants me to sing."

"I'll make sure you have one." You nod. As much as you hope he'd be up and moving by the time the interviews come around in a couple of days, you know you have a guitar sitting in your brothers room that Coryo would likely ask you to borrow anyway. "This is for Jessup, I talked to his mentor, I think this should help." You tell her, grabbing the pot of topical antibiotics you took from your cupboard at home and handing it to her.

Lucy Gray nods, taking it and opening the steel lid, her first urge being to smell the cream inside. "Get him to apply it morning and night, be generous with it." You explain, grabbing some bandages as well to accompany it.

"You've got a full apothecary in that bag, huh?" Lucy Gray comments, straining her head to try and look inside.

"My father is a doctor." You explain, keeping it brief. "Don't share it with anyone else. Their injuries and ailments are to your benefit. Do you understand?"

Lucy Gray just nods solemnly, looking back at the tributes around her. "I understand." She answers, but she doesn't seem so sure. "You know, he pushed you clean out of the way."

"Sorry?" You ask, brows furrowed as you close your bag, having grabbed out the small paper bag of food for her.

"Coriolanus." She clarifies. "He saved your life, I reckon."

"Oh." Is all you can manage, pulling your bag back to his place over your shoulder. You clear your throat again, the remnants of dust and dirt still affecting your voice. "Well, I owe him a thank you I suppose. I'm off to check on him now."

"Tell him I send my love, won't you? I was awfully worried."

"I will." You mumble, making an effort to not be aggressive with how you shove the bag of food into her hands before walking off.

Your next stop is the hospital. The pit in your stomach tells you that despite your confirmation that Coryo would be fine, you're still worried as to what state he will be in when you arrive. Is he awake? Will he remember a thing? Did he really save you only to face worse injuries himself?

You're escorted to his bedside when you arrive, a small room in emergency seperated only by curtains. Tigris is sitting next to him stroking his hair gently, and he is seemingly sleeping- or still out cold. It's chillingly difficult to tell. You clear your throat to notify her of your presence, and she quickly stands when she sees you.

"Y/N." She greets you with a hug, gently rubbing your back. "Are you alright? You were there, weren't you?"

"I was." You nod slightly as you pull away, eyes once again trained on your friend. "My father brought me home to be treated there. Is he asleep?"

"Yes, just sleeping. He woke for a few moments about an hour ago, but I think he's just exhausted. Couldn't keep his eyes open for more than a minute..." She sighs, looking him over as well. She's worried, of course.

You nod, chewing on your lip. "Well, I can't stay for long, but I wanted to bring these to him." You say, once again reaching into your bag and pulling out a container of food containing some fruit and cookies. You hold it out to her, and her eyes widen for just a moment. "I'm sure he'll be starving when he wakes up, and the food here is atrocious." You try and ease her panic with a joke.

This works and she nods, accepting it quietly. "I know it's a lot for one person, but I figured you or your grandmother would be here with him. I brought enough to share." You add, implying that she is more than welcome to it too.

"Thank you, Y/N. Thats very kind, I didn't have the chance to grab anything on my way- I came straight from work." Tigris makes up an excuse, and you just nod.

"He asked about you, you know." She whispers, panic now completely replaced with a small smile. "When he woke up. You were his first concern."

You try to ignore the pit in your stomach growing and shifting as she speaks, a flush forming over your chest and face. "Well, apparently he saved me. Would have been an awful waste if that had been for nothing." You deflect, forming it as a joke.

"You are his best friend. You know that, right?" Tigris asks you quietly.

That's unfortunate, you want to laugh, but it would definitely come off as either rude or self deprecating, so you come up with something else. "Coryo means a great deal to me, as well."

Tigris tilts her head slightly, making it more difficult to maintain a straight face. "I must be going, but if he wakes again will you tell him I'm taking care of Lucy Gray?" You change the subject and she nods.

"Yes, of course. Thank you for coming, Y/N." She says again, and you spare Coryo another look over before leaving.

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HI I love my copy of Junkworld btw!! Thank you!!

Idk I might have asked you this before or someone else may have but I was wondering if you would talk some about your art practice like. Routine and the like? I think I remember you doing Lynda Barry exercises?

Well either way thank you!!!!

Oliver!!! Yes!!! I'm so glad!

I have to preface this by saying that I don't even work on art every day, much less comics. Last October I picked up knitting on a whim and spent all my free time making hats while listening to an audiobook of Moby-Dick. I made a lino print for the first time while sending out JW #1, fell in love with it, and have spent the last month or so carving and printing and experimenting. I go on painting jags, collage jags, writing jags, and I have two (2) guitars that are sitting in the corner patiently waiting for asteroid Kiana to circle back to them. I've been this way my whole life, and I am trying to work with it and not against it. HOWEVER. There is a hardcore Type A perfectionist inside me that wants nothing but consistency. This part of me abhors the flightiness, the mutations, the bouts of melancholy -- if there must be a Quest, it cries, let it be towards a singular Goal!!!!

For recovering perfectionists there really is no better teacher than Lynda Barry. She has a list of materials, she has dozens of exercises, she has you set time limits. According to her books she is quite a strict teacher in-class, demanding a lot of time, effort, care, and attention. All of this is wonderful. She boxes you in and sets you free.

"Making Comics" is the essential text. My favorite exercise is Monster Jam.

Here are a few of mine, all done left-handed to minimize the influence of the Type A chatter who lives in my brain. I have dozens and dozens of pages of these monsters. Barry recommends this specific process a lot: lay down the lines under pressure before your brain can catch up, then add color/patterns/details, under no pressure at all, while watching/listening to something you like.

There are several iterations after this - you draw their parents, an older sibling, a lover. Then you go back to the beginning and draw, in 6 panels, the story of their life. It somehow always presents itself.

As valuable as they are, I don't use these exercises to actually make comics nowadays. I use them to loosen up and activate that aforementioned feeling. Most of my comics come from doodles or notes scribbled down in a tiny notebook I carry everywhere. The process of making a longform comic is something I have bashed my head against for YEARS, and now involves divination, random image generation, a deck of Nancy cards, a lightbox, and a ton of panels chopped up and spread out on the floor so I can move them around. This is why I still only work in grids!

#2024 #not comics #thank you for the question #also happy belated birthday!!!!!

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iuspired · 28 days

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late night studying ft. rin ⟡˖ ࣪

a/n: hiiiii long time no see! i’m on spring break so i have time to do things now 😱 anywaysss i wrote this with suna rintarou in mind but i can’t tell if it’s ooc or not 😝 i only referred to him as rin so likeeeee u can read this with ur fav ‘rin’ in mind LOLOL not proofread btw i’m so done with english rn i forgot when i wrote this i think like 3-5 months ago maybe 🤔 feedback is appreciated !!

“y/n?”

you look up from your laptop to see rin walking into your dorm with his bag of schoolwork in one hand, bag of convenient store food in the other.

your face lights up at the sight of him, and for a second, the stress and frustrations from classes wash away. “how’s ur day been?”

he puts the food on the kitchen island and walks to the other side to sit next to you. “it’s been okay, missed you though,” rin sighs as he rests his head on ur shoulder, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck.

you kiss his temple. “missed you too,” you murmur.

the next four hours fell silent with the occasional page flipping and kiss on the cheek to check in on each other. your guys’ side on the kitchen counter was completely swamped in schoolwork. laptops in front of the both of you, yours had a study guide pulled up while rin was working on an essay, notebooks filled with notes on the side.

finishing seven pages out of eight, you look at the corner of the screen to check the time, slightly taken aback to see it’s been a whopping four hours(!) you turn to look at rin, focused on his work, elbow propped up on the table with his hand against his cheek. he looks so cute like this, you think. if someone told you god didn’t have favorites, you’d simply show them a picture of rin to counter their claim.

you tap rin’s shoulder. “rinnie, i think we should take a break,” you yawn. “i think i’m done for the night anyway, my test isn’t even tomorrow,” you close your laptop, stacking it along with your books. “are you almost done with your essay?” you ask rin as you stand up to put your things away.

“mm.. yeah. it’s not due tonight, but i’m pretty much finished. just revising,” rin replies as he closes his eyes for a second, drowsiness taking over his body.

you place a kiss to rin’s cheek, “we should probably sleep you know,” you mumble softly, lips still against his soft skin. you wrap arms around his torso

he only hums in response as he leans into your touch. “pull me up”

you frown in response. “you’re heavy y’know?”

“it’s the muscle.”

“didn’t ask.”

despite the complaining, you take his hands and pull him out of the chair(he just wanted to hold your hand).

#he just wanted to hold ur hand ☹️☹️☹️🥹#suna rintaro x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu fluff #suna rintarou #suna rintaro fluff #suna drabble #suna fluff #suna rintaro x y/n

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thewintersbloom · 3 months

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my love mine all mine | dave lizewski (f)

♡ pairing : dave lizewski x fem!reader

♡ summary : like dave said, ever since you sat down beside him in that literature class, his and your lives have never been the same.

♡ warnings : none, pure fluff.

♡ word count : 2.9k

♡ a/n : hello, posting my first ever work on tumblr, it took me a while to write this out but it's finally done and im so excited to share it with you all, i lovee atj 🥰 thank you, happy reading and please do like, reblog and leave your precious feedback. ❤️

It's been a week since you've joined your new highschool, the nature of your parents' jobs had your family moving often so this wasn't the first time you're the new kid at school but it definitely wasn't easier. You walk into your first class of the day, Literature, looking for vacant seats and there is one next to the jock, Jaden and there's no way in hell you're making the mistake of sitting next to him again like on your second day of school where you had to put up with his tall tales, his narcissism and his absolutely cringe attempts at flirting, You made it very very clear that you weren't the least bit interested in him and changed seats.

There's another vacant seat in the middle next to Dave, Dave Lizewski who's apparently busy doodling something in his notebook. Deciding to take the seat next to him, you walk further into the classroom, feeling everyone's eyes on you.

“Hi, is this seat taken?” You ask him, smiling and Dave looks up with a jump, snapping his notebook shut, clearly not expecting anyone to ask for the seat next to him. The rest of your classmates snicker but you've long learnt the art of ignorance as you smile and repeat your question, trying to put him at ease, for you can see he's flustered as he adjusts his glasses, the tips of his ears turning pink.

“Uh, n– no. You can sit.” He replies with a small smile, shifting in his seat.

“Thanks, I'm ________ btw, the new kid.” You introduce yourself and take out a bar of chocolate from your bag, breaking it in half and offering the other to Dave as he chuckles a bit.

“I'm Dave Lizewski, thank you and do you offer chocolates everytime you introduce yourself?” Dave smiles, accepting the half a bar of chocolate.

“No, only to the people I like or feel comfortable with.”

You watch as the tips of his ears turn pink again and so does his cheeks as he looks down at his hands for a moment and then looks back at you, readjusting his glasses as his smile, adorably shy and warm, makes your heart skip a beat. His beautiful blue eyes lock into yours, taking your breath away.

“Btw, I know you Dave. I really liked the points you mentioned in the last class about Macbeth.”

“Really? I didn't think anyone was listening.” Dave responds, surprise very much evident in his voice and you wonder why because his points were really good, they helped you in understanding the topic much better and you remember applauding for him after, when he was praised by the teacher for the very same.

“Well, I was and they really helped me with the homework. It's just that we've never had the chance to talk.”

“I'm glad then and well, we're talking right now, aren't we?”

There was that adorable shy smile again, the one that made your heart skip a beat and you blush a little this time, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. Your conversation is interrupted as your literature teacher walks into the class and it's filled with the hush of quiet chatter and rustling pages as the lesson begins.

You try to concentrate as your teacher explains the Aristotle's tragic plot structure but every time your foot gently bumps against Dave's and your fingers brush against his on the table while taking notes or when he asks for a spare pen, the butterflies in your stomach has your mind wandering and you know he feels it too, evident in the way you both are flustered and look away shyly when your eyes meet.

You scribble on a piece of paper and slide it over to Dave, who reads it, a smile lighting up his handsome features as he writes something and then passes it back to you.

Wanna have lunch together?

Sure!

Lunch Break couldn't come soon enough.

Todd and Marty share a look as Dave keeps glancing at the cafeteria door every two seconds, checking his watch, adjusting and readjusting his glasses and toying with his food on the lunch tray.

“Do you think he's in love?” Marty asks Todd who takes a sip of his soda.

“Too early to be in love though, he just met her this morning but for sure, he likes her.” Todd replies, pointing his fork towards Dave who rolls his eyes at their conservation.

“I'm right here you morons.” He throws a piece of discarded napkin towards them, “Besides, there's no way she's ever gonna like someone like me. She's cool, smart, funny, beautiful and wayyy out of my league.”

“Then why do you think she asked you to have lunch together?” Todd asks, gently poking Dave with his fork.

Before he could answer, you rush over to their table with your lunch tray, placing it down beside his.

“Hi, Hi. Sorry, I got held up in history class, wanted to clear some points for the project which is due next week.” You smile at Dave as you sit down next to him.

Your arms brush and the butterflies from the morning return in full force.

“It's okay.” Dave clears his throat, smiles and then introduces you to his two friends and you to them.

“It's good to finally meet you, Dave hasn't stopped talking about you since morning.” Marty quipped and Dave kicked him under the table.

“Well, I haven't stopped thinking about Dave since this morning either.” You blurt out as you dig into your lunch but realizing what you just said, your eyes go wide and you cough awkwardly, reaching out for your can of soda.

“What?” Dave asks, eyes wide.

“What?” You ask, feigning innocence.

“You just said—”

“I–”

You know what you just said and you just wish for the earth to swallow you whole, like… that wasn't supposed to be said out so loud!!

“Because I have been–”

“Me too–”

You both try to talk but keep getting shy-er, the longer you look into each other's eyes when the bell rings announcing the end of the lunch break.

“Looks like we were right.” Todd speaks as he and Marty look at you and Dave with matching shit eating grins on their faces.

A week later, Dave is at the library, browsing through the shelves for some reference books that'll help with his economics homework when he sees you walking in. Ever since that day at the cafeteria you both have been talking, hanging out in between classes, having lunch together and have been going over at each other's places for study sessions but haven't really talked about what you both had wanted to say back then.

Taking a deep breath, Dave walks over to the history section where you were looking through some reference books as well. He catches a whiff of your sweet intoxicating scent ~ subtle hints of rose and sandalwood and his mind wanders again, wanting nothing more than to sink and drown in your scent.

“Hey.” Dave whispers and you turn around to greet him with a smile, that sweet smile of yours which has his heart skipping a beat.

“Hey.” You step closer to him, whispering as well. “I haven't seen you since morning and you weren't in class either, even Todd and Marty had no idea where you were. Is everything okay Dave?”

“Yeah.. Yeah, everything's fine, just got caught up in some.. stuff, you know.” Dave nods in response, adjusting his glasses as he shifts on his feet. He hates lying to you and knows that you won't be convinced by his answer, he wants to tell you about his superhero identity, about Kick-Ass but this was neither the right time nor the place.

“I was wondering if we could have a study session tonight to prepare for the big history test next week?”

“That will be perfect, I've been meaning to ask if you want to study together for the test, you can come to my place, my parents will be out celebrating their anniversary tonight, we'll have the whole house to ourselves.”

“So, we'll be alone?” Dave leans on one of the shelves, a flirtatious smirk on his lips. He hasn't flirted much in his life, so this might not work at all but he wants to try, for you.

“Yup.” You reach up to pull out another book from the shelf.

“We can do a lot more things apart from studying if we're all alone.”

You turn to look at him, a soft gasp escaping your lips when you realize how close Dave’s face is to yours as he stands with his arms crossed at his chest. The serene deep blue hues of his eyes sparkled in the soft rays of the sun coming in from the library's skylight, you wonder what it would be like to run your fingers through his soft dark curls, you wonder what it would be like to feel his soft kissable lips against yours, while his fingers draw mindless patterns on your skin.

Unable to accurately grasp the weight of the book you were pulling out, you stumble, about to fall down on your back when two strong arms wrap around your waist, stabling you.

“I’ve got you.” Dave speaks, gently plucking the book out of your hands.

You are pressed to his chest, aware of the rhythmic rise and fall of it, looking into the tranquil blue of his eyes while his breath fans your skin and the heat of his body has your mind conjuring up all the fantasies you've had about him.

Dave tucks a stray lock of hair behind your ear as your heart feels like it would beat out of your chest,

“I’ll see you tonight at 7.” He smiles and you manage to nod, thanking him.

Shouldering his backpack, Dave turns to leave but then turns back again, places a soft, sweet kiss on your cheek and walks out of the library, his cheeks and ears an adorable shade of red.

You stand there for a good few minutes, one hand on your chest, trying to calm your racing heart and the other on your cheek where Dave just kissed, he kissed you. Dave Lizewski, the boy you've been dreaming about since the last few weeks, kissed. you. on. the. cheek.

You squeal as you jump, pumping your fists in the air and kicking your feet. The other students laugh and the librarian sends you a warning glare but you really don't give a damn, you are so excited to see Dave tonight.

Dave is running late.

He was supposed to be at your place an hour ago, but at the subway station, two thugs were cornering an old lady and a little girl, threatening them to hand over whatever they had on them or to pay with their lives.

The thugs were taken care of and by that he meant, tied to one of the pillars of the station after he kicked their asses. The old lady and her granddaughter were safe (something he had learned while escorting them to safety) and the little one had thanked Kick-Ass with a hug.

Dave now makes his way to your home, his superhero suit safely concealed beneath his regular clothes as he hears police sirens in the distance, wincing in pain with every step he takes. Though Dave has a high pain threshold due to his damaged nerve endings, he still has bruises and cuts and he's pretty sure both his elbows are scraped and bleeding.

When the doorbell rings, you run downstairs after taking a last look at yourself in the mirror and take a deep breath to calm the butterflies in your stomach before answering the door but your smile vanishes as Dave stands in the doorway with a busted lip, cuts and bruises as far as your eyes can see. He gives you a slight smile as he tries to move closer to greet you when he winces in pain and you rush forward to help him.

“Oh my god Dave, what happened to you? You're bleeding! Let me just grab my coat and then I'll drive you to the hospital. Do you want me to call your dad? I can call Mr Lizewski and he can meet us at the hospital.” You speak, trying to clamp down on the panic rising in your chest as you pull out your cellphone when Dave gently holds your wrist, shaking his head.

“Baby, breathe.” He smiles, looking into your eyes. The word of endearment from him coupled with his smile and gorgeous blue eyes calm your nerves a bit as you take a deep breath.

“It's not that bad, I have a high threshold for pain, remember? Damaged nerve endings?”

“It's not that bad? Dave, are you kidding me? You're bleeding! You have a busted lip, cuts and bruises, both your elbows are scraped and bleeding!” You point out the growing red patches on his shirt sleeves.

“Okay, that is bad but it's nothing a first aid kit can't fix. Trust me, I've been injured before and fixed myself up just fine.”

You have a lot of questions and Dave understands that, he wants to answer each and every one of them, wants to tell you about Kick-Ass and put all his cards on the table on the first date when he asks you out tonight, fingers crossed.

“Okay, but we are going to the hospital if anything's serious.”

“Promise.”

You dab a gauze pad in antiseptic liquid to clean the cut on Dave's forehead after cleaning and dressing his scraped elbows and you had to get rid of his favorite shirt to clean the wounds, much to Dave's unhappiness as he pouted a bit but nothing a kiss on the cheek from you can't fix which had him blushing, the tips of his ears turning pink.

“This is going to sting a bit, hold my hand if it hurts, okay?” You smile as you lean in to gently press the gauze pad to his cut. Dave winces a bit, his fingers intertwined with yours as you clean the cut and blow a bit of air to soothe the sting. He chuckles at the cute furrow of your brows, a tell that you're fully concentrated, something that he's come to know from your classes and study sessions together where he just can't keep his eyes off you.

His eyes then trail down your beautiful eyes to the soft curve of your mouth, lingering on your lips, the mole right beneath your lower lip and many a times he has had thoughts about you and him, hanging out after school, you're perched on his lap while his arms are around you, homework forgotten momentarily on the coffee table as you both can't have enough of each other's lips, your hands wandering down his chest, fiddling with the buttons of his plaid shirt.

Dave gently tucks back the stray lock of hair that has been testing your patience for the last few seconds.

“God, you're so beautiful.” He speaks, fingers gently caressing your cheek as you halt momentarily in your task, blink a few times and then blush, much to Dave's amusement.

“And so cute, are you always this cute?”

“I–” You're even more flustered now as you finish cleaning up his forehead cut and Dave laughs. Groaning, you gently let your head rest on his chest.

“Do you know how difficult it is to talk to someone you have a massive crush on? God, Dave Lizewski I like you so so much and all I do all day is daydream about you, daydream about us! You know, being a couple, holding hands, stealing kisses, hanging out after school, making out in your bedroom or mine.”

“Making out in the library?”

“Definitely making out in the library, I've often thought about.. you know‐ you pinning me against one of the shelves and kissing the fucking daylights out of me.”

“Baby, you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that.” Dave grins looking down at you, “but before that, I need to do something that I've been wanting to do for so long too.”

You nod, looking up at him.

“I like you too, so so much. All I do is daydream about you, about us too. Ever since you sat beside me in that literature class my life has never been the same. So, will you go out with me next week? We could go to the arcade you were telling me about, grab some milkshakes.”

“I would love to.”

“And I know, I know you have a lot of questions and I promise I'll answer them all, I'll tell you everything about me.” Dave adds, his fingers intertwined with yours.

“Do you trust me, baby?” He asks, his thumb drawing soothing circles over your knuckles and you nod, staring into his gorgeous deep blue hues.

“I do.”

The kiss that followed was soft, sweet and full of promises for the future, one of your hands on his chest as you feel the rhythmic beating of his heart, the other tangled in his soft raven curls while his were wrapped gently around your waist, careful of the scraped elbows.

“So boyfriend, wanna order some takeout, do a Pride And Prejudice rewatch and then cuddle with some hot chocolate?” You ask, pressing a kiss to his lips before reaching out for your phone on the table.

“Would love to, girlfriend.” Dave smiles before leaning in to kiss you again.

#dave lizewski x reader #dave lizewski fanfic #dave lizewski fluff #kick ass #dave lizewski imagine #dave lizewski fic #aaron taylor johnson #kick ass fanfic

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meguchi512 · 3 months

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assigning behaviors I've noticed in people to pjsk characters:

tsukasa: writes his name EVERYWHERE. his desk at school has "tsukasa" "tsukasa" "tsukasa" "tsukasa" written all over it, his notebooks too and even his classmates' notebooks (from a classmate)

shizuku: says "oh, madonna!" instead of "oh god" (from my italian grandpa)

saki: tsukasa rides a bike and saki sits on the handlebar & every time they have to stop they fall off but they just get up and go on like nothing's happened (from an old friend)

mizuki: accidentally sends "penis shaped messages" and immediately points it out (me)

ena: is so fucking done with mizuki's penis messages (my friends)

kanade: "uhh i think I'm forgetting something? oh well it probably wasn't important" hasn't drank water since yesterday (me again)

rui: extremely verbose, to the point where everyone around him thinks he's some sort of philosophical genius but in reality he's just saying dumb shit and articulating it intelligently (my italian grandpa again so sorry)

an: sends her friends "hot milfs in your area" messages pretending to be a bot because silly and immediately gets banned ( @robinoullea literally)

airi: wants to be supportive but types way too quickly ( @robinoullea trying to say "10/10")

emu: says the most deranged things in roblox chats and manages to not get censored while her friend (nene) can't even go one sentence without "########" ( @harukaisu )

nene, trying to tell tsukasa to reset his roblox avatar because he got stuck: uhhh kill yourself (me) (I'M SO SORRY)

minori: tries to download a pin and accidentally sends it to a random person and dies of embarrassment (everyone. no one is safe from Pinterest's AWFUL interface)

ichika: goes into a store. gets an ingredient. goes back home. goes back. gets an ingredient. goes back home. repeat until she's got everything to make dinner when it's already 11pm (my forgetful mom)

mafuyu: has the most DERANGED dreams I'm not even kidding ( @robinoullea when he had that one dream where he sent me a tiktok meme of Richard Watterson saying the names of popular pornstars with them flashing on screen for a second each. I've cried real tears about this btw)

kohane: has a chicken farm in minecraft but she's so attached to them that she can't kill any of them for food so they just keep reproducing and in turn the server keeps getting laggier. eventually a creeper explodes right next to it and she throws herself off a mountain (me)

haruka: uses the default pfp which is also the pfp that shows when you get blocked by someone. she also turns her phone off often (which causes messages to not get sent until it's on) so minori always panics and sends her messages to make sure she's not blocked (classmate)

akito: makes gagging noises on purpose because it makes ena gag too and get VERY annoyed and he finds it funny (classmate)

toya: unintentionally causes a lot of fights in vbs regarding what the best way to make coffee is (my whole friend group) (except me i do it on purpose)

honami: whenever someone tags her in l/n's group chat she heroically says "who calls for my help?" ( @robinoullea )

shiho: doesn't have the heart to tell honami how funny it is when she does that (not me i always make sure to mention it)

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poraphia · 7 months

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"The Battle of His Teal Hoodie."

➵ PAIRING! cc!wilbur x student!reader

➵ CREATING! 10.5.23 | 751 words

➵ CONTAINING! oversized hoodie, facetime calls, reader is a university student

➵ SAYING! literally so self-indulgent. ive been studying for like an hour straight in the library and im still THINKING ABOUT THAT HOODIE BRO IM GONNA GET IT ONE DAY WATCH BARKABRKARK btw if u wanna be in my taglist feel free to message me okay mwa mwa enjoy

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When your boyfriend is over six foot and has an entire collection of merch where his name is plastered over cozy polyester hoodies,

you bet your sweet ass I was going to steal at least five of them.

College life wasn’t as romanticized as I thought it would be. Sure, the warmth of a coffee during a chilly morning while endlessly typing on my laptop sounded good on paper, but I guess I forgot to mention the endless due dates and upcoming exams I had to study for. I found myself buried in the corner of the university’s library on the quietest floor. I looked through my schedule, crossing out any assignments I already completed and also checking back on my classes to see if I needed to make any event adjustments.

My eyes felt heavy as I took another gulp of my caffeinated drink. My headphones shielded my ears comfortably as gentle sounds of a guitar strumming and a buttery voice filled my senses. A deep sigh escaped my nostrils before I sat back in my seat, slightly rolling away from the desk I was sitting at.

Bzzz! Bzzz!

I looked over to my phone on my desk before picking it up. I was welcomed by a picture of Wil with lipstick marks all over his face. Smiling, I swiped open the call to see my beautiful boyfriend walking around the busy streets of Brighton. I propped my phone up against my laptop to give him a full angle of me and the bookshelves behind me.

“Hey, darling, I missed you!” He smiled brightly.

“I missed you too, Wil. How was studio recording?” I asked. I pushed my laptop a little further back to make space in between me and my notebook. I took a colorful highlighter and started to go over my notes as he spoke.

“Studio was fine. We’re almost done recording a whole song for the new EP, so that should be exciting.” He chuckled. “I’m just heading over to Tom’s until you get out of school. Do you wanna get some lunch together after I pick you up?”

“Yeah, I could go for a sandwich and pretzel honestly.” I smiled, imagining the salty and buttery taste of the pretzel in my mouth already.

“Sounds good,” he confirmed. He took a glance of me briefly before doing a double take. “Hey, what are you wearing?” He asked. He held his phone closer to his face, only giving me an angle of his mess of curly hair and forehead.

“Hmm?” I hummed. “I’m just wearing my usual clothes.” I answered, oblivious.

“Now you’re just lying to me!” He laughed. “I see you smiling! Go on, stand up and let me that hoodie.”

With a defeated sigh, I stood up with my back nearly against the bookshelves so he could get a full angle of my outfit. I was wearing white tennis shoes, black shorts, but most distinctly of all, I was wearing Wil’s teal hoodie from his “Wilbur Soot ‘96” collection. The hoodie was nearly two sizes bigger than me with the sleeves going past my fingertips and my shorts just barely showing from how long the article of clothing was.

“Mhm,” he hummed. “So you decided to steal my merch, huh?”

“It’s comfy!” I exclaimed, hugging myself with the long sleeves wrapped around my waist. “Plus it smells like you, and it has your name on it! Wearing this is like screaming I’m the best partner Mr. Soot could ever ask for!” I went over and picked up my phone before holding it above my head.

“Yeah, I guess so.” He chuckled. “I’m going to steal that back once I pick you up.” He threatened, waving his finger into the camera.

“Over my dead body.” I stuck my tongue out at him. Wil scoffs, holding his hand to his chest as if offended.

“Oh, we’re going to brawl, just you wait.” He held his camera close to his eyes before bringing his lips to the camera. “Love you though!” Before I could say anything else, he hung on me.

I stared down at my phone. I smiled, tilting my head a little as I fiddled with the strings of my— or rather— Wil’s hoodie.

Maybe I should run to the gym a bit after class as a warmup.

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irondad-defensesquad · 6 months

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edit (december 6th 2023): this has been getting a lot of notes - thank you for the love btw! - so i just wanted you to know that this idea has a full story! it's right here. thanks again!

tony is checking his notes while he works, when he hears the door opening.

"oh peter, is that you?" he says, a little relieved but also annoyed. "care to explain why you haven't replied to any of my messages-?"

when he looks behind him, though, there's nobody in the lab.

... the meow startles him.

tony finds the black cat sitting on his notebook, and doesn't appear to plan on getting off.

"seriously?" tony groans. "friday, why is the little black hole in here?"

"he is boss jr., isn't that correct?" the A.I. replies rather smugly.

the man glares at the ceiling. "very funny." then he turns to the cat. "why are you like this. i thought cats liked to be alone. but i guess you just love bugging me."

the cat doesn't reply. he dares to lie down, refusing to let tony work. before they settle on yet another glaring contest today, the older man's phone vibrates on the desk, much to the cat's curiosity. tony quickly takes it and sees he has new text messages from peter.

peter: sorry mr stark, i can't come over today

peter: i have a decathlon meeting and i can't miss it

tony audibly groans. yeah, of course. obviously.

then peter sends another one.

peter: how is tony jr? is he behaving?

tony aggressively texts back.

tony: that is not his name. and no, he's being a little menace, alright. he ruined my couch, he knocked my favorite mug over, and now he won't let me work.

peter: aww mr stark, he just wants attention!

tony: yeah, but he doesn't have to be such a little shit.

peter: stop being mean to him!!!

tony: he's being mean to me.

tony: so what, i'm gonna be stuck with him for another night?

the teen spends a while writing the next text, which becomes many of them, probably indicating he's anxious.

peter: look mr stark i'm sorry i forced you to look after him

peter: i just couldn't leave him in the cold and aunt may already has a lot in her plate

peter: but i didn't mean to make you mad either

peter: i promise i'll try to come over as soon as i can to take him to the shelter

tony's anger fades. he sighs it out.

tony: kid, it's fine. i get it. you have a good heart and i'm proud of you for that. i just wasn't ready to have a stray cat home.

tony: but this isn't your fault, okay? you did the right thing.

he almost texts more but decides not to.

peter: ok mr stark

peter: i'll try to get him to the shelter by the end of the week

tony: no pressure, kiddo.

when he thinks it's over, peter sends yet another one.

peter: hey mr stark? could you take a pic of him? i miss his little face 🥺

tony rolls his eyes and positions the starkphone in front of the cat. the little feline seems to notice it and looks back. and he tilts his head almost instantly. though tony knows it's not out of confusion - it's like he's posing for the photo.

the hero sends it to peter.

who in turn, replies with several stickers of people exploding with heart emojis.

peter: omg!!!! bby!!!! i would die for him!!!!

tony: please don't.

peter: aww he even posed!

peter: guess he rlly takes after you 😊

tony: he is still not my cat.

peter: still... just be good to him until i get back ok? he just wants some company

you don't get it, pete. i'm irresponsible and i ruin everything i touch.

tony doesn't send that.

instead, tony looks at the cat deep into his golden eyes.

his hand approaches the little void. he expects to get bitten or scratched like he has been all day. but worse...

i ruin everything i touch, and i'm going to kill another innocent creature. i'm going to kill him. i'm going to kill him.

...

the cat is snuggling against his hand, purring.

then he lets tony pet his whole body and his tail touches his fingers.

indeed... all the cat ever wanted was love and attention. the things he never had in the past.

with a relieved smile on his face, tony finally answers peter.

tony: okay.

just a simple reply. but many promises.

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miyaur · 1 year

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a slice of life. ❀ ft. hsr + genshin men — synopsis. just little scenarios that have happened to me with this one guy that i think they'd do<3 — notes. wtv the synopsis thing said!! i just think how these little scenarios went down in real life was so cute that i wanted to write something about it!! — heads up. hopeless romantic thoughts, these can be simple situations, but when i word it out, it becomes overly romantic. thats the warning yes, btw modern au!

・ you can't help but feel bored in class, watching the clock go 'tick-tock! tick-tock! tick-tock!'. your pretty seatmate just happens to be taking notes as the teacher discussed about something.. tapping his shoulder, he looks to you, blinking a few times in confusion. you give a cheeky smile and gesture you want to draw something, your ball pen in the air trying to write out words, blinking a few times again, he lends you his empty hand. looking back in confusion, realizing he wants you to draw on his hand. you do it with an enthusiastic look, leaning your chairs closer together, to get a closer look and tattoo his hand like an artist. as he tried to listen more to the discussion, he can't help but let a chuckle out at your happy expression as you drew stars, cats, and what not on his hand. and 'till class ends, he walks to the canteen with you on his other arm, and the other with doodles all over, out in the open for his friends to see.

dan heng, al haitham, xiao, zhongli, caelus, aether, arlan, albedo, chongyun, kazuha, more utc.

・kind of guy to pick things up for you that fell off your seat, even if you didn't notice it, and you don't have to ask him.

zhongli, dan heng, caelus, diluc, bennett, gorou, welt yang, yanqing, thoma

・keeps the doodles you give him in class.

dan heng, albedo, xingqiu, chongyun, venti, diluc, arlan, gepard

・let's you play with his hair on breaks/whenever, doesn't fix it 'till hours later

jing yuan, blade, diluc, albedo, cyno, gepard, wanderer/scaramouche, xiao, dainsleif

・ your eyes slowly closed, giving in to the drowsiness that you were gifted due to staying up for the test in the last afternoon. your seatmate beside you, he notices about 15 minutes later, instead of informing your professor, he put his jacket on you, and started jotting notes down. and once the expected pop quiz appeared, he'd lightly shake you, whispering that there's an activity, and telling about the topic while the professor finishes the small review for the quiz. "i'll let you copy my notes later, ok? this topic is easy, don't worry, remember to not overthink." he says, giving you a piece of paper. "i wasn't even really supposed to take notes honestly, but i know you love to take notes, so i wrote stuff down about the topic in my notebook, just in case you wanted."

dan heng, dainsleif, zhongli, xiao, blade, yanqing, gepard

・listens intently when you really wanna talk about something, gives serious advice back, or just comforts you, whatever you want.

dainsleif, dan heng, jing yuan, kaeya, zhongli, tighnari, ayato

・"take your jacket off! it's gym class you're gonna get sweaty!" x *takes jacket off

dan heng, caelus, albedo, al haitham, zhongli, baizhu, xiao, kazuha

・if you're busy and can't hold something that you need, he'll hold it for you, 'till you aren't busy looking for something in your bag.

dainsleif, zhongli, al haitham, yanqing, gepard, jing yuan, albedo, tartaglia

・ you sat beside him at the cafeteria, fiddling with your thumbs because you didn't have enough money to buy lunch, nor did you get time to pack your lunch and bring it to school, so your stomach growled. sitting beside someone with luxurious food prepared by his hands, and the delicious aroma that circled around you didn't help, all you could do was look at his food. delicately prepared, sighing in defeat and banging your head on the table. "you want something?" he asked when you faced him and his lunch. "i'm sorry, i can't help but look at your lunch, i haven't packed anything, and i haven't got any money, my stomach is roaring at this point too." leaning your head on his shoulder, "how about we share? i don't mind, just as long as you have energy for the next class. so you don't fall asleep again." cutting back to present time, still in the cafeteria, leaning your head on his shoulder as he feeds himself and you, he never fully finishes his lunch anyway.

dan heng, caelus, blade, yanqing, welt yang, zhongli, diluc, tighnari, cyno, kaveh, gepard

・if you ask for something that's really deep inside his bag, no matter what time it'd be, class time or break time, he'll find it, no matter how many times you ask, he'll get it.

zhongli, caelus, al haitham, welt yang, jing yuan, tighnari

・sitting beside each other on the bleachers after class, or during an event, no reason, just leaning your head on his shoulder, and holding his hand. in silence.

dan heng, blade, tartaglia, thoma, jing yuan, heizou, xiao, wanderer, aether, welt yang, gepard, al haitham

・being the only two doing a chemistry group project, the other members doing nothing, while you both fully enjoyed making the project together and making sure the others that didn't help get points

welt yang, il dottore, albedo, al haitham, kaveh, tighnari

・just sitting by each other on a bench in a park. a quiet park, where you both held hands, and bonding over the opposite music tastes you both have. and after 30 minutes or so pass, deciding to get matching ice popsicles on a stick together, just walking and having fun. even an old couple complimenting you both make a great couple <3

dan heng, caelus, welt yang, jing yuan, al haitham, zhongli, diluc, gepard, honestly any1 i love tis one sm

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scarletta-ruan · 10 months

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𝓒𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓜𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽

WARNING: OOC, fluff, reader is female btw

TYPE: drabbles

PAIRING: Osamu Dazai x fem!reader

WORDCOUNTS: 713 words

NOTES: Finally, I can continue writing new ideas again. Happy Birthday to Dazai, I wanted to write something for his Birthday since I love him most.

Dazai slowly opened his eyes when he heard a flash sound next to him. In front of his eyes was a woman, she was giggling while holding a camera. And that woman was you, you were smiling and holding a camera when you looked at him. Dazai changed his position and laid down on his belly, he buried his face deep in the pillow and groaned.

“Oh my God, Belladonna~”

He whined and shook his head when you did that again. You put down the camera on the table next to the bed, then jumped on the bed and laid down on his body as you said.

“What’s wrong, sleepyhead?”

Dazai chuckled when he felt your weight on his body as you laid down on his back. He could feel your warm arms were wrapping around his slender body. You hummed and buried your face in his messy hair, feeling his soothing scent on it. Then you noticed he tossed his head aside, leaning his cheek on the pillow as he said.

“Belladonna, you always take photos of me when I am not ready yet. Is that your way to tease me or something, love?”

His dark brown eyes looked at you with a slight sulking light in them. You could see his cheeks were puffing when he stared at you, his arms were wrapping the pillow underneath his head. You moved up to lean your head on his as you said.

“But I love every moments of you, Osamu~”

That was when Dazai giggled and he suddenly turned around making you fall down next to him on the bed. He tackled you down as he stared into your pretty eyes.

“Oh~ so that is why my Belladonna loves taking photos, doesn’t she?”

He leaned down so his face was near to you as he continued his words.

“So, what is your little plant now, Belladonna?”

You were still giggling as you looked at him, but Dazai was showing his face with fake dead seriousness. Just then, he moved his hand down your waist and tickled you. You laughed out loud as his hands moved up and down your waist making you laugh non stop. Your hands placed on his shoulder were shaking with each beat of laughing.

A few minutes later, you were tired of laughing and you said.

“S-Stop, Osamu, please, I will tell you all, haha…”

Dazai stopped tickling you as he looked down to his beautiful Belladonna, he raised his eyebrows for signs for you to answer him the question earlier. You looked at his pretty dark brown eyes as you said.

“I was preparing for your birthday present.”

Dazai was stunned when you said you were preparing his birthday present, his mouth wide open as he looked down at you. Suddenly he lifted you up from the bed and pulled you in a tight hug.

“Oh my, you remember my birthday?”

“Of course, I do.”

You nodded your head and smiled as you were now patting his head gently like a mother who always cared for her children. For a moment later, Dazai let you out and looked at you patiently. If he had a cat’s ears and tail, you might see them wiggle so fast.

“Close your eyes.” You said.

Dazai closed his eyes like you said, he heard you get out of bed, your footsteps echoed in his ears. You were getting somewhere, then the footsteps stopped for a moment, and they were back. Dazai felt you were sitting on the bed now, your hands were touching his, placing something felt like a book in his.

“Open your eyes now.”

Your dedicated voice resounded again, Dazai opened his eyes and saw that it was a small notebook. He tilted his head aside and seemed not to understand what was that, but the moment he opened the book he smiled.

They were actually a memory book with lots of pictures of you and Dazai together. But most of them were Dazai from lots of ordinary moments from sleeping, eating to working, it seemed you never let any moments of him away. After looking at those pictures for a while, he put it down and wrapped his arms around you.

Dazai’s soft lips placed a kiss on your forehead, he looked at you with a smile and said.

“Thank you Belladonna, I really love this present from you…”

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zegrasdrysdale · 4 days

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jamie and reader looking through baby names :((

[ what’s in a name ] j. drysdale

paring : Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader

summary : Jamie and his girlfriend try to find the perfect baby name

warning(s) : none really

author’s note : this is very dialogue heavy btw. it’s very conversation based. also kinda short oops

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Baby Drysdale is due in a month and they still don’t have a name. The nursery in their new house is Voorhees got done before they found a baby name.

There was a time where she knew what she wanted her baby's name to be. She was also ten. Now she’s an adult and is in charge of naming an actual human being.

Today is the day though. She and Jamie are going to sit down and pick out their baby’s name. Baby Drysdale will have a name before coming into the world if it’s the last thing they do.

Jamie sits at the kitchen island with a notebook while she runs around the kitchen to cook dinner. She’s been craving a baked dish so she’s making lasagna for them.

“Do we want a neutral gender name?” Jamie questions. “Since we don’t know if the baby’s a boy or a girl. We can come up with names for both a boy and a girl if you want too.”

She gently stirs the large pasta noodles as she thinks. “I think gender neutral is good,” she replies. “I do have one request though.”

“What?”

“If we have a girl, her middle name is Marie for my mom.”

She looks up to look at her boyfriend and Jamie smiles at her. “Absolutely,” he says. “I won’t say no to that.”

Her mom died about three months before they found out they were expecting Baby Drysdale. It’s like she sent them the little angel growing in her daughter’s belly. That is why Baby Drysdale’s middle name will be Marie if they are a girl.

Jamie scribbles down the idea. “Okay, we have a middle name,” he comments. “If we have a girl. What about if we have a boy?”

She wracks her brain as she tries to think about a middle name if Baby Drysdale is a boy. “What about your brother or dad?” she asks. “Maybe a grandfather that meant a lot to you? Any of their names?”

Her boyfriend sighs behind her. “I mean, my dad’s name is Gary and my brother’s name is Charlie,” he replies. “I wasn’t super close to my grandfathers so I wouldn’t want to name our baby after one of them.”

“I like Charlie as a middle name,” she comments. “Would he mind if we stole his name?”

Jamie laughs. “I don’t think he’ll mind,” he tells her. “He would probably love it.”

“Then Charlie as a middle name if Baby Drysdale is a boy,” she says.

She pours the cooked pasta into a strainer in the sink so she can start layering the dish. “Now we need a first name,” Jamie says. “Especially a name that goes with both middle names we picked out.”

There’s movement behind her and she glances back. He is grabbing is laptop and bringing it back to the island. “What are you doing?” she questions.

“I am going to find a list of names and we are going to go through it until we find one we both like,” he says as he types something. “And the baby’s name isn’t going to be something basic and common either. We’re going all in.”

She laughs and layers the dish. “Alright,” she sighs. “Hit me with some names.”

“We got Avery first on the list,” Jamie tells her.

Avery Marie or Avery Charlie. “I’d like it better as a girl’s name,” she admits. “Avery Marie sounds very pretty.”

Jamie scribbles that done. “I agree,” he replies. “Next we have Taylor.”

She thinks about it as she licks some sauce off her finger. “I like it,” she says. “For both.”

More scribbling as she throws a layer of foil on top of the dish. “Next we have Wyatt,” Jamie says. “I will say that I am not a fan of this name. It doesn’t go well with either middle name.”

“Agreed. Next.”

There’s a moment of silence between them as she puts the dish in the oven and timer. She walks over to Jamie and wraps her arms around him from behind so she can see over his shoulder. “How about Silas if Baby D is a boy?” he asks. “It just popped up at a separate list at the end.”

Silas Charlie. “I love it,” she replies. She watches Jamie write it down.

“So I think we have our names,” Jamie comments. “Avery if Baby D is a girl and Silas if Baby D is a boy.” He looks up at her.

Without realizing it, tears well in her eyes. “We have our names,” she echoes. The tears spill onto her cheeks.

Jamie turns in the high stool and faces her. “Baby, you don’t have to cry,” he coos as he uses his thumbs to dry her tears. “This is supposed to be a happy moment.”

“I know,” she laughs. “I can’t help it. I’m a very emotional person right now.”

He pulls her into a hug and rests a hand on her belly to give the baby a hug. “I love you both,” Jamie says. “Emotions and all.”

She laughs and rests her cheek on her boyfriend’s head as he gently rubs her belly.

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kkuroshie · 24 days

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DRY

Pairing: Idol!Yunjin x Idol!reader Warnings: none Words: 785 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Y/N-NIEEEEEE, I MISSS YOUU" She run towards you after your hiatus and she hug too tight. " ur crashing my boness, yunjin-nah" "Who doesn't hug our baby y/n" she still hugging you until you break the hug and fix your clothes. "Hop on the van, members are waiting for you" she said while looking at you. You sit beside her until you arrive at your destination.

Yunjin open the door for you and you saw the other members smiling and waiting for you to get inside "UNNIEEEE I MISS YOU SO MUCH" Eun-Chae run towards you and hug you "Aww you grew a little bit huh" you said while patting her head, I felt something warm at your back, you turn around and see the mother of the group Sakura. "Another baby in the house another kid to take care of" she pull away and pats you head, you saw Kazuha and Chaewon trying to pop the confetti. You grab their confetti and pop it easily, they were shock about your strength and you laugh. "I'm not that strong is just the fact that you guys twisting on the wrong way" you said while laughing towards your sharing room with Yunjin.

5 hours later You woke up from your bed, thinking how much care they gave to you before the incident. knock knock someone knocks on your door, you stand up to open the door and saw Yunjin with her favorite jacket. "guess what" she said while hiding her gift from you. "what?" your confuse until She gave your favorite Ramen that you always request to her when she went to buy her food "TA-DA!" she smile so big and waiting for you to response "YUNJIN-NIE YOU- NO WAYY" you hug her so tight as a thank you.

It's dinner time, your focusing at your phone while Yunjin writing something on her book, since you got bored you start to approach Yunjin. "yunjin-nie, what's that?" you said while you put your hand on her chair. "o-oh y-y/n I uh… It's just a plan for uhm next week" she stutters because of nervous, and she close her book as fast as she can. "oh my ba-" you were cut off with the knock on the door. "Yunjin, Y/N dinner is ready" yunjin got up quickly and left you on the room, you saw her book named "DRY" and your confuse what is the meaning of it. "dry huh" you slowly close the door and open yunjin's notebook, You were shock what you've read on her notebook and it made you blush slightly. "Y/N YOUR FOOD IS WAITING" you receive a shout from Chaewon [angry pupu T^T]

10 pm After your evening routine, you were supposed to sleep but then you saw Yunjin writing on the notebook again. "you love writing aren't you?" You said while closing the door and lay back at the bed. "who doesn't love writing?" Yunjin giggled and turn her head at your direction. "me?" you laugh and saw Yunjin get back to her business. after your chit-chat another silence came until you broke it.

"Are you writing something about your crush?" You ask staring at her. she jumps a little bit because nobody knows about her secret. "y-yeah why?" she asked nervously, you smile and walk towards her, she locks her eye at you. "What if I asked you out?" you said while sitting at the edge of the table. "OHH FRIEND DATE" she tried to avoid other meaning of asking somebody out. "no, just a date normal date, like what the couple do" you said smirking at her. "I- y-yeah I would love to" she is actually sweating inside her clothes rn. You kiss her near the lips, looking at yunjin's shock face that made her speechless is so cute. "next time, Hide your DRY notebook yeah? and what is DRY btw.?" you ask while going back at your bed looking at her "I-it's Diary, and WHY DID YOU OPEN WITHOUT MY PERMISSION" she got up at the chair jump at you while laughing.

Both of you share cuddles [yunjin big spoon], Yunjin can't process what is happening rn after she knew you read her DRY notebook. "I'm sorry for looking at your notebook, but you should say it to me earlier" You mumbles at her hoody. "n-no your fine and I'm actually scared confessing so yeah" she touch your hair while you giggled "That's the reason why I love you since debut your cute" your eye are heavy but before you sleep you said "iloveyou" and yunjin was so red and feeling nervous while saying "I love you too"

ACK MAYGAHD THE ENERGY IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOO YIPPIEEEE

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satoriberry · 1 year

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niko ikki crushing on you!! :>

❥ summary: headcanons with a pining niko [requested by anon]

❥ pairing: niko ikki x gn!reader

❥ watch out for: nothing!! just cute stuff with some crack + reader is oblivious asf btw not proofread

- let me preface by saying that i love this guy so much

- ok lets start

- you're a student at his school and you just happen to catch his attention

- maybe it was your charm, maybe it was the kindness that you treated everyone with unconditionally, but whatever it was, it pulled on his heart strings and made him a sucker for you

- you're just so perfect and beautiful and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA <- representation of his thoughts about you

- everytime you walk past him, he just feels the urge to turn around and pull you into his arms but he can't because no.

- that's not how real life works

- even if you're not in the same class as him, he'd still try to find where you're hanging out in the school so he can sit far away and.....observe you.

- he does that a lot. his afro allows him to hide his eyes so you wouldn't tell whether he was staring at your or not

- doesnt have the courage to talk to you directly, but whenever he can, he tries to join conversations with mutual friend groups. he gets to hear your voice more closely :)

- he's an avid anime watcher (canon) and what he watches is influenced by his current life status

- so when he falls for you, you bet your ass he's watching all them cheesy shoujo anime where the male love interest is a suave, cool hottie so he can project onto him

- but at the same time, he feels so cringe because he thinks you'd definitely see him as some kind of weird loser with no social life

- tries to understand you by piecing together stuff his friends and classmates say about you, like favourite colour, food, celebrity, movie etc

- buys merch of your favourite band in hopes that it'll catch your attention and you'll walk up to him to talk :(

- he's bad at dropping signals and thinks that the most subtle gestures will attract you. they don't. you're too fucking dumb.

- his friends tease him for that a lot

- "bro, doodling their favourite character on your notebook will not make them notice you" "shut the fuck up, you don't know shit."

- seriously, he's so romantically inexperienced and doesn't know how to go about it

- during a particularly windy day, his bangs flew up and revealed his eyes when you were sitting on the rooftop (him alone and you with your friends). he ran off from embarrassment but left behind the book he was reading

- later that day, you walked up to him to return his book and while doing that, you slipped a complement about his eyes and how they were cute

- he screamed into his pillow when he got back home.

- but!!!! he can now talk to you!!

- buys your preferred candy by "accident" and gives it to you because "he pressed the wrong button on the vending machine"

- loves the little smile you wear when enjoying it ♡

- started to give you little acknowledgement nods when crossing each other in hallways. his brain melts when you nod back with a grin

- he daydreams about you a lot and even does that dreamy sigh thing with his cheek against his palm

- he....

- he has a manifestation journal and sporadically writes affirmations with your name in them...

- anyways.

- wants to invite you to soccer practice so you can watch him pull off sick tricks but doesnt know howwww >:/

- asks his friends to say good stuff about him so you can think he's cool

- "yeah niko regularly helps at a cat shelter", "he tutors my brother every sunday", "ive seen him adopt strays"

- at some point they started to say some ridiculous things so he had to force them to stop 💀💀

- watches your mannerisms closely and subconsciously copies them

- the way you open your drinks, tap your feet against the floor to make sure your shoes fit right, pop your neck in specific directions

- when he realizes what he's doing, he buries his face in his hands and lets out a high pitched scream with his face turning into a dark shade of pink

- gets really mushy when thinking about you, writes your name in hearts a lot

- turns into a mess when you're cheerfully talking to him about something you like

- once caught you napping in the library and took it upon himself to sit next to you and make sure nothing bad happens

- by the way that's a lie because nothing that bad could've happened and he wanted to gaze at your calm sleeping figure

- literally squealed as he watched you softly adjust your head on your arms

- so. we can conclude by saying that niko is really awkward when it comes to you and he has some pretty unorthodox methods of expressing his feelings, but he never loses hope that, maybe one day, you'll see him in the same light (he's a dumbass that can't see you already do)

#berry.requests <3 #berry.writes <3 #niko x reader #niko ikki x reader #ikki niko x reader #niko ikki #ikki niko #blue lock x reader #blue lock fluff #blue lock imagines #blue lock

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transmascaraa · 5 months

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bf!lyney headcannons!

you've been in class for a while now and your boyfriend texts you saying that he's "bored" ... what shall you do to help him?

bf! lyney x m!reader

author's note: i knew this would win the poll. anyway, have fun reading this cuz it was fun to make<3 (btw this might be a start to some spiciness which might make me less embarrassed to make smut in the future)

"now that class is over, let me have my fun... "

-it's like the middle of the lecture and both of you are clearly bored

-he's spent the last 10mins trying to get you to look at him using some type of telekinesis (which of course didn't work cuz you were too focused on biting your pencil)

-and you've been scribbling in your notebook(you've been sketching lyney<3)

-suddenly, he decides to text you

-"hey, mon amour, what's up??? :))"

-and you can just feel his gaze on you as you see the notification

-"nothing really, i'm just bored and yeahhh just drawing smthn"

-"what are you drawing??? is it meee?????"

-you practically just know that he's seen your sketch by now. it's not like you two sit that far away

-"maybe" you reply to his text, turning off your phone, thinking he he'll stop texting you

-but then, you get more notifications. a lot. you turn off your sound for notifications and open your messages with lyney.

-oh boy, he surely was clingy.

-not that you had a problem with it

-the messages went like this:

-"yeah well i'm boreddd"

-"should we do something??"

-"mon cœur???"

-"hello???"

-"bonjour?"

-"did i do something?????"

-"[name] i'm boredd"

-"oh dear boyfrienddd"

-"i wanna kiss you so bad rn"

-you finally calm down your blushing face and reply to him

-"bro we're in class"

-"idc let's talk over text<33"

-he's so persistent but you can't help but put a little smile on your face

-"fine" you replied to him

-"yayyy" you looked at him and he was smiling like an idiot at you

-you roll your eyes and text him again

-"anything specific you wanna talk abt?"

-"hmm yeah but how long until it rings"

-"idk like 10mins. possibly 5."

-"great then!"

-"why"

-"i have my plans ;)"

-that was the line. you blushed and hid your face, but you made it look like you were "focusing on the lecture"

-he smiled at your reaction and texted you again

-"c'mon the teacher said 2 more mins"

-you just look at him and nod, as a sign of a "yes" and also a sign for him to stop texting you so he nods in return

-after those 2 mins, and the bell rings, you two meet in the bathroom, well, he was waiting for you there first

-"what did you want, lyney?" you ask him as you walk into the school bathroom

-"just... you~" he pulled you into one of the bathroom stalls and held you by the waist, his hot breath against your neck

-"dear archons... i've missed you for these 45 minutes..." he chuckled breathly into your ear, sending shivers down your spine while he smirked against your neck

-he kissed it softly and gently, making you squirm a bit

-soon enough, he was very touchy and very needy, all thanks to you.

-"this is what you get for biting that pencil so attractively~..."

-you had only been hoping that nobody caught you there.

~~~~~

oh how i love this oneee it's so cute lmao

thanks for reading and imma be on my way now lol

thanks to everyone who reads my work at all<3

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yuyu1024 · 4 months

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We still have 15mins

Pairings: Jongho x Y/N

Genre/tags: secret relationship

Warning: 🔞 smut/angst, cursing, pet names, mention of alcohol/drinking, smoking, jealousy

~~~ [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 1.3k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: last one for the short one shots/drabbles. This was the last one i posted before the whole 'i deleted my acct issue' 😭 ughh now... thank you for all the likes and reblogs btw.

Will try to post more when inspiration comes and have a break at work and my sideline 😅

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Your department all went out last night to celebrate one of your team's birthday. Every one had a drink and had a blast doing karaoke, particularly you. You rarely go out to party since you are always in the office doing work. And during your free time its either you are at home sleeping or visiting your sister who just gave birth a few months ago to help.

"There she is!" Your friend, Han says as you approach your desk beside him. "The main event!" He is teasing you from last night. You had quite a drink so you sang your heart out like younare having a solo concert last night.

"Stop!" You cover your face embarassed.

"I didn't know you could last that long..." he adds

"I didn't either." You sit on your chair, still giggling.

"Next time... when we are free again. Let's go another round! I will have to battle you. I just got drunk early so I didn't got the chance to sing more."

"Sure! Why not? Let's see who will last long..." You agree

"Last long... on what?"

Both you and Han stiffens as you both heard his voice.

"Ahm, sir?" Han slowly turns around, smiling.

It's your boss, Jongho. The owner of the company you are working at.

"What are you guys talking about? Is it related to work?"

You roll your eyes, "Sir... it's not yet 8am..."

Han's eyes widens. "Yah... what are you doing?" He mouths

"I see..." Jongho snorts a laugh but it sounded irritated.

"Y/N, come to my office." He turns his back to both of you. "Now." He orders

Han panicks and starts nagging you. "Why did you talk back? Oh my gosh! I hope he does not fire you or what! Omg Y/N!"

You smile at him, "Don't worry... he will not fire me. We are not being lazy at work. We arrived 30mins ahead of time... plus we are only talking about our karaoke last night.nothing suspecious..." you stand up and grab your notebook and pen. "Plus... he'll not survive without me. I sort all his schedule and reports." You wink at your friend. "He needs me."

You bravely walk towards his office at the end of the suit. Pushing the heavy wooden double doors, you see him standing near the window, looking outside.

"Close the door." He says

You did as he says. Then you strut your way towards his desk.

"What can I do for you, sir?" You say with a tone like he didn't just asked you to come in after talking back at him.

He breathe a small smile. "You're a dare devil... talking back to me..." he turns to face you. His arms crossed over his chest.

"Well... you are acting up. Han and I were just ta--"

"Han and I...?" he repeats your words. "You two... are close?"

"We are. He's a nice person. And funny..."

His expression changes. He snarls at your answer. "Y/N... are you trying to make me jealous?"

"No...but... are you?" You ask, smirking.

He inhales and exhales. He's trying to control his senses and thoughts. "Don't mess with me... you know the consequences if you do..."

If he could use his position in your work to taunt you or make you do things with his order, you can too play the same game with him by using your charm and making him jealous.

"And what if... I know..." you say as you put your pen and notebook on his desk, leaning forward a bit making sure he sees you are wearing something sexy under that blazer you are wearing. "And I don't care... what will you do?"

The push up bra that your sister gifted you last christmas came to handy today.

"Come here." He orders

You gladly walked around his desk, to stand in front of your boss who is also your boyfriend, that no one knows.

"You are being so naughty..." he cups your face and then kisses you on the lips.

"Coz I could sense that my CEO has been wanting my attention so bad at work lately..." you move forward, making sure there are no space between you two. "See...he's already hard and wanting me." You add as you palm his hard erection.

"I do want my girl's attention so bad..." he hums as he kisses you on the neck. "But she's busy talking to other guys... and I don't like that..."

You giggle as you find Jongho so cute when he's jealous and needy for your attention. "You know your my only man right..." you caress his erection even more as he trail kisses on your exposed skin. "You're the only man I love..."

"Ugh..." he hisses as your hand continues to tease his bulge, squeezing it lightly even. "Fuck." He hisses, moving his pelvis along your rythm.

"Do you want my help?" You ask watching him close his eyes, feeling every touch and caress you give him.

"I have a meeting at 8am sharp."

"We still have 15mins." You grin then pushing him to his chair. "Spread your legs..." you order as you take your blazer off revealing the v-neckline top you are wearing that shows a very good amount of cleavage.

"Fuck Y/N...." he is already breatheless just by watching you man handle him. He likes it when you take control. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

He is so sensitive and excited at the same time.

When you unzip his trousers and pull out his thick length, you could see and hear him already moaning under his breathe by just the vision of you holding his dick and pumping him.

"Shall we talk about your schedule for todag while I pump you or... do you want me to..." you pause and run your tongue from the base to the tip of his cock, also licking the pre-cum. "Fuck you with my mouth."

"Fuck the schedule!" He snarls, throwing his head back. "Y/N... I want your mouth..."

You smile, "Okay sir..."

You take his whole thick length in your mouth. You make sure that every inch is wet and tasted. You swirl your tongue around him, feeling every vein and roughness of it. You are getting high just by the fullness his cock is giving you.

"Holy shit.... nggghuuuhhh..." he is on heaven right now. He is sweating bullets everytime you suck him. "Sweetie, your so fucking good."

You like it when he compliments you. It's making you to do well and more.

You bop your head in a rythm that is making him go insane. His tip reaching the back of your throat and the warmness of your mouth is making his length twitch and ready to explose.

"Fuck! Sweetie, I'm.... aaaahh nggguuuuhhhhh..." he's about to come. Although he wants you to swallow, he can't risk it at the office. He moved so quickly and grab the nearest tissue and pulls out and let himself come into his hand.

You are giggling watching him empty himself in his hand, "that's quite a lot." You wipe the corner of your mouth. "Next time... I would love to have all of that be inside me..."

"Don't worry, Sweetie." He grunts cleaning his length. "Tonight... you can have all of me in you..." he smirks.

"I can't wait." You say as you start to fix yourself up. "Or maybe later? Lunch break?"

He frowns. "I thought I have a scheduled meeting at lunch right?"

"Well..." you lean in for another kiss whilst you voluntarily fix his trouser, zipping it as well. "I had your meeting booked at this restaurant... the same hotel that we first...you know..." you trail off

"Perfect." He smiles, grabbing a handful of your ass. "See you later at lunch then."

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