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444rockstargf · 8 months
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"be a good baby, do what i want." | dan cooper
off to the races. - lana del rey
summary: trying out a toy on dan.
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dom!reader x sub!dan
contents: masturbation, use of vibrator
not proofread.
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you had him wrapped around your finger. he was your little bitch, and he knew it too. all you had to do was ask him to put on the slutty little maid dress that you'd gotten for him, and he did it in a heartbeat.
you took a sliky black ribbon and tied a bow in his hair, making him look perfect for what you had planned for tonight.
dan had been very good at hiding his curiousity, but by this point he couldn't take it anymore. "so, uh, why'd you have me get into this, anyway..?" he asked nervously. you found it adorable how he was already slightly intimidated.
"don't worry about it, danny. just trust me. you know i'd never do anything to hurt you." you smiled sweetly, patting his cheek. you couldve sworn you heard him purr. "now, get on the bed." you tone had gone from sweet and smooth like honey to a firm and dominating one.
dan didnt even hesitate to follow your instruction. he got onto the bed, looking at you as he waited for your next move. you grinned a little as you walked to the drawer, pulling out a cardboard box from it.
you walked over to dan and handed the box to him. he shook it gently, trying to make out what was inside. "open it." you said softly. dan quickly took off the top of the box. the suspense was killing him.
you watched him intently, waiting for him reaction when he saw the box's contents. as he saw what was inside, his cheeks immediately flushed an embarrassed shade of red. "o-oh..." was all he could manage to get out.
the box held a variation of sex toys. dildos of different sizes, shapes, and colours. vibrators with many different settings and intensities. and buttplugs of every colour of the rainbow. it was clear that you'd been saving all of these up for a special occasion.
"so, what do you think..?" you ask, a nervous smile creeping up on your face. dan cleared his throat. "i-i... i t-think that..." he was a mess, and you hadnt even gotten to the main event yet. you laugh softly before kissing him on the forehead.
"just... trust me with this. you'll enjoy it. i promise." you held out your pinky to him. he hooked his with yours, giving you a little smile. your excitement grew as you got his approval. you wanted to get started right away.
"alright. lets start simple." you pull out a battery-powered pink vibrator, handing it to dan. "it's all clean, dont worry." you assured him, but he still looked completely clueless.
"w-what exactly am i supposed to do here..?" his voice dripped with uncertainty, so you decided to give him a little push in the right direction. "just sit back and relax. then you can take over once your comfortable, ok?" he nodded, feeling a little better.
you moved his hand to his crotch, feeling his bulge pressing against the fabric of the maid dress. you giggled a little to yourself before pulling it out, revealing his swollen, red cock.
dan's breath hitched as he felt your hand on his length, already getting needier. you wasted no time turning the vibrator on to the first setting and pressing it against his tip.
he gasped at the feeling before letting out a few slurred words. "o-oh..! oh g-god..." he moaned out, his hips already bucking into the toy. you smiled as you turned it up to the second setting, the vibrations getting stronger.
his mouth gaped open as precum already started spilling from his tip. he was gripping the bed sheets as if his life depended on it, biting his lip to hold back his noises.
you noticed this right away. "i wanna hear your noises, danny..." you move the vibrator up and down his length, earning a few whimpers from him as his cock began to twitch.
you turned the vibrations to the third setting, causing dan's legs to start shaking as his moans and whimpers got louder. he was gasping for air like a fish out of water, and you loved it.
you moved it up to the fourth setting, his eyes shutting as he feels his climax rushing through him. he starts moving his cock against the vibrator, desperate to get more friction between it and his aching dick.
just as you sensed him getting closer, you moved it up to the highest setting, making dan completely fall apart. but before he could cum, you turned the vibrator off, grinning.
"n-no..! p-please... i-i need to cum! i need it!" he begged, tears rolling down his red cheeks. you smiled at him before handing him the vibrator. "i think you've got the hang of it now. so, give me a show." you say, leaning back on the bed with him on full display for you.
he desperately took the toy and turned it on to the maximum setting, immeidately pressing it onto his throbbing cock. his lips parted as he quickly became a moaning mess, uncontrollably bucking his hips into the toy.
he used his unoccupied hand to start jerking himself off while the vibrator was pressed to his tip. he cried out, jerking himself off at lightning speed. his hot cum started shooting out of him, staining the fabric of the dress.
but he didnt stop yet, he kept on going with it until he had milked himself completely dry. he came all over the dress and the bed. you watched the entire thing with a massive grin on your face.
as he came down from his climax, he spoke to you, breathlessly. "im gonna be borrowing this a lot now if thats alright with you." he smiled and you laughed before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.
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author's note: im glad i got this finished, writers block is a motherfucker. but anyway, i hope you all liked this one!
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chiiyuuvv · 7 months
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REALIZATION - YECHAN °
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You were asleep, fast asleep, your head placed onto yechans shoulder, with your arms wrapped around his. In normal situations, he would have laughed it off, taking a picture to tease you later.
But not now.
His cheeks redder than his hair as he froze, his heart pounding out of his chest as your soft snores echo the room.
What should he do? Should he wake you up? Should he leave you there? His mind was spinning, his stomach was twisting. It was too much.
His eyes lingered onto your sleeping figure, landing at your face as he watches you sleep. Was this creepy? He thought to himself, studying your features closely. You looked absolutely adorable, from your swollen cheeks to puffy lips. It was too much.
He shouldn't think of you like this. You were his best friend and there was no way you saw him the same way he saw you. Heck, you'd probably laugh at him or feel weirded out and your friendship would be ruined.
That's why he kept his feelings at bay, burying them deep inside him. But not now, it was too much.
His mind tried to convince his heart it was a bad idea, but his heart was too stubborn; his hand was already cupping your cheek. Your skin was soft, like mochi as a smile slowly forms on your face. He gasps. Could you feel the same?
He shakes his head, a little too hard as he accidentally shakes you, a small 'hm' leaving your lips. "Sorry.." he mutters, before grabbing your shoulder slowly, shaking it softly.
"Toot toot? Wake up, the movies over," he shakes you again, your eyes fluttering opening softly. You yawn, another hum leaving your lips as you stretch, your focus on the tv.
"Oh shoot.. did I fall asleep?" You wake up fully, the end credits rolling. "Yeah." He answers simply, his back resting again the couch as a hand runs through his hair.
"Sorry," you smile sheepishly, another yawn leaving your lips as yechan shakes his head. "Its nothing, the movie was boring anyway."
"Oh?" You respond, yechan humming in response as he glances at your direction. So cute. He smiles to himself, playing around with his fingers as he looks down.
Grrr, your stomach growls as you and yechan share a look, before bursting with laughter. "Are you hungry?" Yechan loud laugh echoes the room as you look down, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"I told you you should of ate something~" Yechan shakes his head before standing up, brushing off his pants before offering you his hand. "Come on toot toot."
Toot toot. It was a silly nickname and something he used to make fun of you. You hated it at first but soon grown fond of it, your heart skipping a beat.
You hand lands on his, the grip tightening as he helps you to your feet.
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"I have some left over fries and-"
"DINO NUGGIES!!" You shout, cutting him off as you hurriedly stuff one into your mouth. In normal situations, he would have laughed at you before following your actions.
But not now.
Nope, he was frozen again, his heart pounding again as he finds your messy figure.. cute.
Should he be saying that? He ponders, sitting down on a chair as his chin falls onto his hand.
His hyungs always teased the two of you, now to think about it, saying how cute of a couple you would be and how dumb you were for not noticing each others feelings. Was that true? Was he just blindly in love, so in love that he didnt notice your feelings?
"Yechan..?" Your voice rings in his ear, sending him out of his trance as he realizes what he was doing. He pulls his hand away from your cheek, wiping the ketchup on a napkin. "You.. had something right there.." he mumbles, looking down as his cheeks reddened.
"Oh.." you nod your head slowly as yechan glances at you, watching your cheeks turn to a light shade of pink. Did he have an effect on you? Like how he does for you?
The dining room was filled with a awkward silence, you both rethinking about what happened earlier. "So uh.." you trail off, biting into a fry as you try to break the silence.
You had started talking again but for yechans sake, he couldnt focus. No matter how hard he tried, he couldnt focus. He was too busy staring at you again. Your words sounded like soft whispers, whispers you could barely hear. He wanted to pay attention, to add to the conversation but he couldnt. You were too beautiful
He loved how your eyes sparkled as you talked, or how you always fidgeted with your fingers, or how-
"YECHAN!!" You shout, feeling a bit angry he was zoning out again. You throw a fry at him, watching the ketchup land on his face as the fry bounced off, landing on the floor.
"Did you just.. throw a fry at me?" Yechan gasps, a hand on his chest as you smirk, not saying anything.
After throwing another fry at him, yechan nods before suddenly shouting "FOOD FIGHT!!"
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"I dont get why your so mad toot toot, you started it," yechan says calmly, finishing cleaning himself off.
"You weren't listening!!" You frown angrily, wiping the remainder ketchup off your face. Yechan shrugs, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he walks to his room.
"Yah!!" You shout, running after him. "Calm down I'm right here," he rolls his eyes playfully, sitting on the edge of his bed.
Your arms cross as you push him back against the bed, his giggles filling the room. "Y-yah yechan what are you doing?!" You shout as he pulls your arm, bring you onto the bed and pulling the blanket over the two of you.
"Where are you?" Yechan whispers as the room is suddenly pitch black. "Right here.." you whisper back, your hand finding his and squeezing it.
You feel yechan touching your hair, accidentally pulling it. "Ouch!"
"Looks like I've found your hair," yechan giggles, his hot breath fanning your ear. You heart skips a beat, in fact, many beats.
"Is this your face?" Yechan asks, cupping your cheeks and pulling you closer. "Yeah.." you answer shyly, feeling his breath fan on yours.
"Oh." His fingers trace your nose, then your eyes as your breath hitches, your face getting red. "Your skin is so soft.." he mutters, kissing your forehead.
It was something he did often, something you paid no attention too, but you were definitely paying attention now. You could stop the smile that was forming on your face, a little giggle leaving your lips.
You can feels yechan smile on your forehead, his hands finding yours as he places little kisses on your face. "What are you doing?" You giggle, your smile getting bigger.
"Toot toot.." he whispers, you could feel him getting closer to your face. "Hm?" You hum, feeling your hand being lifted and placed on his chest. His heart was pounding.
"Do you.." his voice trailing off, shaking softly as you feel his head shake.
"What is it? You know you can tell me anything right?" Your voice laced with worry as you hands find his face, lifting it up at eye level.
"Its nothing.."
"No." You frown. "Tell me." You demand, your hand lightly stroking his cheek.
"You wouldnt like it.."
"How to you know that? If you can't tell me, then show me."
Your heart stops as you feel something on your lips. It was yechans lips. It was hesitant and nervous, but softer than a marshmallow, sweeter than candy, too good to be true.
His lips fit your perfectly, like they were meant to be there as he moves slowly, hands wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer. Goosebumps swarm your body as your head tilts and you grab his neck, closing your eyes to savor the moment.
The kiss lasted a little longer than you hoped, breaking the kiss to catch your breaths. "Wow.." yechan whispers, pulling the blanket off of the two of you.
His face was as red as yours, if not redder as he looks down, a smile forming.
"Toot toot I.. I like you a lot.. a little too much really.." yechan grabs your hand, grinning softly as he looks at you, his eyes forming into hearts.
"Do you.. like me..?" He smiles nervously, scratching his head.
"No." You answer, making yechans eyes widen. "H-huh o-oh u-um I-"
"I love you."
A/n: wooo that was a long one. I can defo say the kissing scene was MUCH better than all my other ones (thank you pinterest)
And thank you @xikerstarr (insta, tumblr AND wattpad) for requesting. Kinda regret telling you I was writing 'yOuR bOyFrIeNd' and will defo not tell you anymore 😘😊 (stop pestering me)
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bpdtistic · 11 months
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eddie munson x new girl! reader
warnings : smoking , senior (18) reader , suggestive
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you hated moving, your parents forcing you to a new school with a fake smile. you were honestly ready to go home the day has been biting at you, leaving you feeling unsettled and overwhelmed.
you couldn't even let yourself befriend anyone, just completely on edge while you wandered the halls. the final bell rang and you let yourself breathe, stopping outside in the parking lot. heaving your backpack on the hood of your rundown car, your cursed yourself mentally now realizing that your cigarettes were no where to be found.
you cursed lowly to yourself, and then you spotted him. rumor goes that his name is eddie, and that he runs a cult. chocolate eyes matched with similar shaded hair had you doubting those suspicions.
he talked loudly to a small group of people, including a freshmen who was in your art class, dustin. sweet kid. as you noted the lit cigarette in his hand, you swallowed the anxieties that rose in your chest.
“ hey guys, sorry to bother. but uh, eddie is it? ” you pulled your hand through your hair, hoping it made you look cool instead of a huge dork.
he nodded, kind of confused on who you are, “ um, you think I can bum a cigarette? I just moved here and forgot mine at home.” you nervously laughed and dusting closely watched you guys interact.
“ oh, yeah, of course, lemme get my pack, camels okay ? ” he was just as nervous as you were. you giggled a little as he leaned into his van pulling the soft pack from his passenger seat.
“ yeah, yeah that's good. you got a light?” talking to other smokers were easy, it was like there was a rulebook. he handed you the single cigarette and pulled out his lighter you put it between your lips allowing him to set blaze to the paper. you smiled gratefully at him.
“ you are my saviour, fuck thought it was gonna be a quick minute before I got to smoke, so what's up with you ? word on the street is run a cult, that true? ” the group seemed amazed and amused by your antics.
this is the first time you felt like you might be able to make friends without hiding any part of yourself.
“ I don't have a cult, I'm the dungeon master of a dnd party, ” he rolled his eyes as he spoke, taking a drag of the cigarette you couldn't help but stare at his mouth.
“ you can be my dungeon master. ” you wanted to throw up. “ oh my god, I'm sorry, sometimes my mouth works faster than my brain I—” you just sighed realizing there was now no way for you to hide your attraction.
eddie didnt say anything at first, his friends bursted laughing but only because of your immediate response to your accidental invitation. he kinda just looked you up and down and soon waved off his friends.
“ you smoke? ” you nodded, and he continued, “ if you got nothing to do , wanna come over to mine ? smoke , talk , maybe makeout but nothing you're not comfortable with. but you're a pretty girl and believe it or not , I'm not exactly a ladies man.” you laughed at his honestly and locked your car before hopping in his van.
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marygodwin-bsd · 9 months
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Rating members of the Guild based on nothing but my own vibes (I haven't seen all of season 3)
there is a part 1 and 2 of this and ill probably make a part 4
Lucy M. Montgomery
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10/10 for the fact once she showed up the show stopped treating kyouka like a possible ship for atsushi. 3/10 for the fact they gave her braces but when they needed her to be attractive they got rid of them ??? her design is 7/10, i like all her colors and shes very distinct, but she has the same issue as kunikida does with those big flyaway spikes that ernd up changing the entire hairstyle? just braids would have been fine. 9/10 for that incredibly cool but confusing power, also I just love her so much overall imma give her an 8/10
Nathaniel Hawthorne
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im totally biased bc I liked the scarlett letter except for how much this man loved commas ANYWAYS this guys power is 10/10 freaking SICK I LOVE IT. 6/10 for the design its not bad but its very uhh .. monochromatic?? still cool and i get it might be because the red stands out but like give him one more red piece on his person. 10/10 for secretly being hoplessly in love with margaret?? I love it??? it reminds me so much of the book because of how hester and whatever his name was are super comfortable and sweet with one another in the forest and no one knows about them its peaceful and its fantastic ily nate overall 8/10 he seems like the kind of priest who would give free hugs at a pride parade
Margaret Mitchell
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10/10 for the literal interpretation of Gone With The Wind but i wanna see her make a tornado. 10/10 for being in love with Hawthorne i love a secret romance. 7/10 for that accent in the english VA. 4/10 for seeming like shed be a little... a little phobic idk why i just get that vibe and this is about vibes love the fit 7/10 im just wondering how she can stand to possibly get her skirt wet 7/10 overall i just dont know enough about her to comment on anything else
John Steinbeck
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8/10 for that power being cool but looking so viscerally gross. 7/10 for looking like Baldroy and Finny smashed together, 5/10 for that backstory bc i get it but dude youre going the wrong way. 9/10 for growing grapes for me <3. but 3/10 for putting the girls in danger cmon man be a gentleman overall 7/10
James L.
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(I cannot find a Gif.) uh 6/10 for being there but then he dipped i didnt even know who this was
Mark Twain
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GIMME MORE 5/10 for how i dont understand his ability at all did they just not know what to do and so they gave him his own tiny characters???? 8/10 because hes so cute but uh all the redheads in this show look related bc they are the Same Shade of RedHeaded cmon hony you know how to move a slider towards yellow just make his hair a little lighter. Theres not much about him and im not sure why hes a sniper 6/10 for not getting it, but hes cute! overall 7/10
H.P. Lovecraft
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10/10 the best way they couldve represented him- honestly i was SO WORRIED bc you know you know what IRL lovecraft was like(0/10 for his racism) im just glad they didnt make him like his IRL counterpart instead they just made him like one of his own monsters 9/10! Fantastic idea! I like how just plain weird he is? he has no ability. hes just Like That. the guild just decided they wanted him. team pet. let him nap. 9/10 on that design, hes monochromatic but his hair and face and all that are distinct. oh also 10/10 because in that one fight he uh kunikida uh uh uh 9/10 overall really well done
Herman Melville
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dont know much about him at this moment um 4/10 i hate his beard whats going on there uh 8/10 for the fact he and Moby Dick can talk to eachother and also have arguments apparently??? way to be one with thyself dude 6/10 because i know very little about him
Louisa May Alcott
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baby 7/10 but i feel like shes lonely also how on earth does her ability have anything to do with Little Women?? is time slowing down like, a knock on the book? are they calling it slow?? i'll never know. 8/10 design i like it a lot i mean shes not super distinct but shes cute. overal 8/10
Edgar Allen Poe
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POE!!!! i heard about poe before i watched the show uh 4/10 for how dirty they did him giving him a pet raccoon i love Karl but that is foul (RIP irl Poe rabies mustve sucked) 8/10 for his dynamic with rampo, though i havent gotten far enough to find true ship material beyond that one episode? 7/10 for the design its cool but a bit impractical and i feel like hes doing it for show but honestly its a stylistic choice overall 8/10 for his everything love him
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Money monehy money, must be funny, in a rich mans world 10/10 for how much he loves his wife i know irl FSG was a dbag to his so great improvement i also think its so funny that his power is Money like how did you learn that so 9/10 for that. 7/10 for that design i can get on board with most of it but his bangs look too much like kunikidas and what is that tie pattern??other than that hes fantastic. the backstory is sad and i wish he could save his daughter. 8/10 overall bc he still beat up atsushi
Part 1 here Part 2 here Part 4 here
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euthonia · 1 year
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stars ; episode ii
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shoutout to @nixiebeeeee for dming me !! you're so sweet <3
DISCLAIMER: everything is this story and plot line is entirely fictional. everything here will be entirely plain fluff and sfw, and ranboo is not comfortable with nsfw writings. if ran decides he is uncomfortable with fanfics, this WILL be taken down.
   ranboo pov
Ever since I met Lilia through the discord call accident with Dream, I feel like Liliahas been my friend for years now. I feel closer to her than I do with Tubbo, which I know is a strange thing to say. Whenever she talks, I feel safe. And her laugh, god, it's contagious. The feeling of her laugh just gives me butterflies. But, she's just a friend, Ranboo! Yup, nothing else...
- flashback to the discord vc accident - 
"God, Clay, could your house like, stop growing? Maybe donate a room or two more to me." a female voice sighed, giggling in the background of Clay's mic.
"WOMAN?" Tommy yelled through the mic. I rolled my eyes. Average Tommy moment.
"Wait, what the fuck are you doing- shit. Do you have facecam on?" the voice spoke once again, stuttering through their words.
Dream responded. "No, I don't. No one is streaming right now either, do you want to say hi? It's Niki, Phil, Wilbur, and Ranboo on the call." Why did he say my name like that to them? Whatever, I'm probably just hearing things. 
- present -
As I was thinking, I heard my discord ring. I looked over to my monitor to see y/n was calling me! I quickly answered.
"Hi boo!" Lilia greeted. 
"Hey Lily! What's up?" I asked, spinning around in my chair.
"Okay, so I know we've been friends for a little while, soo..... I was wondering if you wanted to um, f-face reveal?" she stuttered.
"O-oh! Uh-" I started.
"I'm sorry for asking. If you're uncomfortable with it that's totally fine. I really shouldn't have asked-"
I could tell she was nervous. "Lily! It's okay. I'm comfortable."
"Really? I don't wanna make you feel forced, Ranboo." 
I reassured her. "I'm fine with it."
"Okay, then. On the count of three, turn your webcam on."  she replied.
"3."
"2."
"1."
Lilia turned her webcam on at the exact second I did, and oh my god. She was so pretty. Her brown straight hair was slightly covering her face, and she had small freckles covering her face like sprinkles. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of green, with long dark eyelashes. She had a sharp jawline that just perfected her face even more. Her cheeks were also a light shade a pink. Wait, was she blushing- no. No. Stop it Ranboo. 
God. Do I like Lilia?
- time skip brought to you by wilbur soot blowing up a nation -
lily pov 
Wednesday 
I was hanging out in Dream's room scrolling through social media as he finished up editing a video.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you." I looked up from my phone. "A bunch of Dream SMP members are meeting up this Saturday, do you want to come?"
"Yeah! How long is the trip?" I asked.
"About three weeks. All of us will stay in an Air BNB in Brighton. Everything is paid for, so all you have to bring is a laptop, and the average things you would bring for a three week trip." Dream responded, spinning around in his chair to face me.
"Any other things need to bring? Like a mic or monitor?" I said.
"Nope! There's a setup with monitors and everything else there for everyone. It's a pretty big space too, so we're good." 
I got up from Clay's bed, and rushed over to him to give a hug.
"Thank you!"
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short chapter moment.
im rly lazy and i totally didnt work on this chapter and info chapter for a couple months, whaatttt???
fr tho, i work hard on these stories so votes and comments are appreciated! the spotify playlist for this story is in the description if you want a peek at that. :)
stay safe, and please eat and/or drink if you have not already today. love you guys!!! <3
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sallyf4ce · 3 years
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wolves
chapter III
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-> sallyfacexf!reader
-> enemies? to lovers
-> previous | next
cw: drugs, cigarettes, abuse, violence
*does not follow original plot of sally face*
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summary: (y/n) wakes up early to avoid sally. sally’s upset that he did something wrong yesterday. (y/n)’s first meeting with travis isn’t the nicest.
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The incessant beeping of your alarm tugs you out of your dreamless sleep.
The sticky tears on the ground remind you of yesterday’s events, but you disregard them. All you want to do is take a shower, throw on your jacket and get out the door. You slowly clamber up off the ground and across the living room to turn off the alarm. After making sure it’s not on snooze, you drag your sore body to the shower. It smells like smoke and lots of cleaning supplies. This place is fucking gross. Is it even monday?’ you check the calendar. It is, in fact, monday. You strip and turn the shower handle.
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You're so glad that you chose to wake up early. Usually kids this far from school drive or get picked up by the bus, but you prefer to use your skateboard. That’s why you get up at 6:30, so you have enough time to get ready and get to school on time. Sanity’s fall quietly played as you washed your breakfast plate and cup, brushing grease residue off the greyish porcelain. You wonder if Sal is awake yet. Probably not. You know, waking up early ensures that you won't see him in the morning. The guy’s not that bad, his eyes just freak you out a little.
Pulling the pink glove off your prosthetic, you wipe your hands with a towel and move to the closet to put your shoes on.
“Jacket, jacket, jacket, jacket.” you mumble, eyebrows knitted. “Where are you?” oh, right, you left it in your room.. With poppy. Was that even her name? You kind of just decided it for her.
Alright, don't be a pussy. Just go in and grab the jacket. You sucked in a breath and opened the door to your room.
“Eeh! A teenager! What’s your name, little lady?” her blond ponytail bounced with every sentence. This was the first time you could get a good look at her. She didn't really have feet, just bloody stumps where they used to be.
“Holy fuck, you’re so loud!” your hands covered your ears.
“Ahh, so sorry! I haven't used my voice in years.” she coughs.
“S’ fine... Can I just- just grab my jacket?” you point at the green pile amidst the boxes all around the room. You didn't get a chance to set up.
“Go ahead!” she nods and smiles.
“Alright. uh, listen, lady. This-” you motion towards the whole room. “Is my room. I live here now. I get that you, like, can't leave this place and shit, but could you maybe sit quietly while i set up later? I really need to clean my room up. I’ll set up a little chair place for you or whatever, so you could sleep at night.” you mumble the last part, embarrassed about your hospitality.
“I can’t sleep.” she smiles, her teeth surprisingly shiny for a ghost’s. God, she’s so preppy that you forgot she’s dead.
“Pretend to then, i dont fucking know. Alright, i have to go. Just… don't cause trouble.” grabbing the jacket, you begin shutting the door. “My name’s (y/n), by the way.”
You can hear her squeals as you leave the apartment. You decide to take the elevator because you don't feel like running down the stairs with a heavy ass bag on your back.. Stepping in, you press the main floor button. It looks like there’s a bit of sticky stuff around it. gross. Syrup? You hoped so.
The elevator dings and you step out, heading out the front doors. It’s cloudy. Again. Not a surprise, really. Keeping your eyes on the gravel, you set down your skateboard and begin your journey to school.
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Sal’s point of view:
“She probably went on without us, man. Don’t know why you're worrying so much.'' Larry leaned back into the bus seat.
“It’s not that, Larry face. Yesterday, when we left…” was it my fault? Did i scare her? Did she see my face through the mask? Fuck.
“What is it? Spit it out, sally dude.” he pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and puffed the smoke out the window.
“I think i scared her, larry. I think she saw my face.” i let out a shaky breath. God, everything was going good. Why the fuck does this stupid face ruin everything?
“Did you- did you take your mask off?” he sat up in the seat, eyes wide.
“No. She probably saw it through my mask.”
“I still dont get it. Explain more, dude.”
“She looked so scared. We made eye contact, and she, like, panicked. Her eyes widened and then she threw me out. It was definitely my eyes. We were fine the whole night, i dont know why she freaked out.”
Larry let out a long hum. He was probably trying to piece things together. Anyway, she definitely went to school earlier than us. I can ask her about it there.
“Woah, sally face. Calm down or you’ll go bald.” larry’s hands pulled mine off my pigtails. Huh, i didnt even notice.
“Thanks, dude. I think we’re here.”
Your point of view:
It was around eight o’clock by the time you arrived. Kids were already piling out of buses and cars, standing by the school’s entrance and conversing with their friends. You definitely felt some eyes on you. That was expected, though. They didnt recognize you, and nockfell didnt seem like a town with many new people. Thinking back to yesterday, sal and larry mentioned some bully kid. Probably wouldnt be hard to spot him.
“Watch it, goth freak!” a pair of hands gripped onto your shoulders.
Ah, what a coincidence.
“Get the fuck off me, fucking prick.” he twitched as you gripped onto his hands and pushed him away.
“Is that a metal hand? Ha, you’re a fucking cripple! How pathetic.” he chuckled. Blond hair draped itself across his forehead, definitely not complimenting the purple shade of his shirt and eye. School fight? or daddy issues? Who knows. I mean, you’re not one to speak, your dad’s literally dead.
“Let me guess, you’re that bully fucker they talked about. God, isnt there enough troubled kids in Nockfell?” you rolled your eyes, just wanting to get to school.
When you said you had bad luck, you really meant it, because all of a sudden, his fist landed on your face.
Are you fucking serious?
You just moved here yesterday and you’ve already been fucked up twice. You can’t keep taking hits, (y/n)! You gotta dish some out!
Sighing in disbelief, you reached out to your gushing nose.
“Mother.” you flicked the blood off your prosthetic hand. “Fucker.”
At this, travis bolts. You drop your bag and get back on your skateboard, weaving through the crowd to get to that shrimpy little fuck.
“I’m so fucking done with nockfell.” blood trails down the side of your face as you lock your eyes on the blond mop of hair in front of you.
Do you jump? Or let him get away?
Nah, you jump.
The skateboard shoots out beneath you as you kick off. He lets out a strangled cry as you land on his back and send him to the concrete. A few whoops can be heard from the kids far behind you.
“Fuck, i’m sorry! Get off me!” he scrambles beneath you.
“Now you’re fucking sorry?”
He doesnt say anything. You slowly climb off, keeping a hand on his neck.
“Pussy.” a snicker escapes you.
“What’d you just-” the hand on his neck squeezes tighter and shuts him up.
“What’s your name again?”
“Tr-travis, fuck.”
“Travis, huh? Well, travis-”
“(Y/n)? What are you doing on Travis?”
Sal’s point of view:
Me and larry were getting off the bus when we heard a bunch of cheering. Weird. I looked in the direction larry was staring. Hold on, that’s travis and some other kid on top of him.
“Sally face! I think that’s fucking (Y/n)! Holy shit!” larry shakes my shoulder. That’s actually her! What is she doing on travis?
“Larry, c’mon, we have to go get her off!” i try pulling him away, but he doesnt budge.
“No way, man! I wanna see her beat him up! She’s doing what you won’t let me do!” he smiles wide. Fuck, i guess i’ll just have to go alone. Larry frowns as i drop my bag and begin running towards them. I’m not letting her get in trouble on the first day. I hear her say something to him as i come closer.
“(Y/n)? What are you doing on travis?”
She looks up in surprise. Holy shit, she’s bleeding!
“I’ve gotten fucked up twice in the past 24 hours. I’m not letting this fuck get away with it.” She snarls. As bad as i feel, she’s kind of attractive, bloody and feral like that. God, what the fuck? Not time for this, sal.
“Oh my god, (y/n)! Here, uh, get up and i’ll take you to the office.”
Your point of view:
You look back at travis. There’s a visible blush on his face, and he’s staring straight at sally.
Oh.
OH.
A smirk forms on your face.
“No thanks, porcelain face. Me and blondie here will go by ourselves. Right?”
He growls, but you tighten your grip on his neck again and he nods.
“Uh, okay. Do you want me to take your skateboard or something?” Sal scratches his head and changes the topic. Just a sliver of jealousy can be found in him, but he is grateful for the nickname. It suits him.
Your expression darkens for a second, all of a sudden feeling possessive of your skateboard. He’s not touching it. It was your dad’s.
“No. Take my bag or something.” you nod towards it by the entrance of the school, where it sits. He obeys and gets up to pick up your bag. You pull travis up with you, blood dripping down your shirt and an arm around his shoulders. Sal’s quite a bit away at this point.
“You gay?” you hum. Travis’s back straightens and fear flashes through his eyes. How did you know? How the fuck did you know?
“No! Fuck you, you’re just a pussy who thinks she knows everything-” he starts yelling, trying to get away, but you interrupt him.
“God, shut up. You’re making my head hurt more. It’s okay, you know. I wont fucking tell anyone about your little self exploration journey.” you pat him on the back and he flushes.
“Fuck, you’re so sappy it’s disgusting.”
“I’m not gonna be a dick to someone because of their sexuality, fuckass. I’m not that low. Let’s get to the school.”
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tomdiddlyumptious · 3 years
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T.H| the cliché coffee shop
Summary: tom owns a coffee shop, and then you walk in?
Warnings: love and first sight?
Im actually just emptying my drafts
Tom smiled, holding the news paper in his hands as he sat at the small black table, the radio playing and he connected his foot with the ground a few times with the beat, a coffee mug with the avengers on it, hes such a big fan.
Tom had always been a cheerful person, a calm and collective person, all he really wants in his life is a kid honestly, a little boys hair to ruffle and a little girl’s armpits to tickle. But he was waiting for the right one, for the right one to notice him and ask him how his day is going, no he isnt a virgin, he just wants the actual wake up feel, this is the one feel.
So when he heard the bell ring for the front door, an immediate smile came on his face, looking at the woman who was clutching her purse, her hair flat ironed at its own length and a yellow and white poke-a-dot dress, a white sharp collar and white pumps, a nice smile on her red colored lips from her matte lipstick.
“Hello” he said, setting down the newspaper, his eyes meeting the females as she gently waved “hi! I just wanted a cup of coffee”
“Well come on!” He chuckled, standing up and walking behind his stance, putting on a pink apron making you smile.
“Pink?” “Ehh my daughter chose it for me” he smiled, “thats cute!” You both laughed, usually any other woman or man would ask how old he is and hes pretty young to have a child, so a gentle smile stayed on his face when he noticed you know how to keep boundaries.
“How do you like your coffee?” You shrugged at his words “ive never drank coffee before” his mouth dropped at your words “never?” “Never” you giggled. “Im gonna make you the best coffee youve ever had, just sit over there” he smiled, pointing at the table he was at and you nodded your head, walking over and sittting down.
You bobbed your head a bit to the tunes, humming with a smile on your face, tom turned back to you while he was running the espresso machine “your a nice singer” and you jumped with that, looking over at him while your eyebrows furrowed.”i hummed?” “you know what i meant!” he groaned making you both laugh. he continued to make it and decided to make you some fancy bread with some chocolate dip on a small white glass before sitting across from you, “carefull, its hot” he chuckled, placing it infront of you with a wide smile on his face. “thank youuu” you smiled, before a small human came in through the door, the bell ringing “princesss!” tom said, holding out his arms “Daddyyy!” a small high pitched voice yelled, jumping in toms lap and hugging him tightly, you smiled watching as you waited for the coffee to cool down. 
“hiii darling? how are you?” he said, looking down at the girl. “im good! hazzy took me shopping!” she cheered, lifting the small bag. “shes cute” you smiled, the little girl looked at you before waving with her eyes closed and her mouth open with a wide smile, her two front teeth missing making you coo “aww”
she has long hair, just below her small shoulders, hair golden brown, her nose like her fathers, just if it wasnt broken, she didnt have the same eye color though, its blue, her bottom lip bigger then the top one. “i know, shes such a sweetheart” tom said, watching as his daughter took the bread and chocolate “hey! thats our guests bread!” tom said, she let out a small sorry as her bottom lip quivered. “its okay, you can have it” you smiled at her, before lifting the coffee to sip, but instead you accidently spit it out, his daughter laughed while toms eyebrows furrowed in panic, you looked up at him with a crooked smile “its hot”
tom let out a sigh of relief, holding his heart with his empty hand “thank god, i thought you were thinking it tasted bad” “never!” you smiled, the small princess grabbed hopped out of toms lap to grab the brown napkins as you made conversation with tom. “shes a sweetheart” “ehh i do my best” he shrugged, looking at you with a side smile. “my names tom by the way” he offered a hand over the table “my names y/n” you placed your hand in his with a smile. 
“my names Cameron!” she picked in, handing you the napkins “nice to meet you cameron!” you smiled, taking the napkins trying to clean up the mess before tom grabbed your wrist “oh-” “sorry, you know you dont have to do that” he smiled at you, unconsciously hanving his hand ontop of yours. “i-its fine! i want to” you smiled at him, “you sure?” “yeah” you nodded, cameron turning on the radio. Smiling when her favorite song came on, no it wasnt the song now-a-days it was the song in cinderella.
So this is love?
Cameron danced around the shop while tom watched you finish, you felt his eyes burning into your soul so you looked up at him, a smile on your face as you shyed away, he grabbed the napkin away from you to throw it away. “You and y/n should dance to this song!” Cameron said, smiling at her dad while his face turned a shade red.
“I dont think y/n would like that” he chuckled, looking at you while you shrugged “it doesn’t matter to me” a light chuckle left your lips. And with that Cameron raced to grab your hand, tugging you to her father and pushing you into him “oh!-“ you fell in his chest and he held you, you looked up at him and he had a faded smile on his face.
“You know how to dance, right?” She asked you, and you nodded “i think we both know daddy cant dance” she said making you and tom laugh, Cameron took his dads hands, placing them on her hips “hold on them tight!” She ordered.
So this is what makes life, divine?
Your hands came onto his shoulders, smiling at him. “Alright! Sway sway!” She ordered, you and tom started to do the classical dance, just slower. Making eye contact and searching in them for any kind of answer, Cameron smiled and ate the bread while she watched.
And then he got a cold chill. Are you the one?
No, that wasn’t possible. You only met today and your both dancing to a childish disney song, his hands are on your hips....your noses basically touching...is this love?
You on the other hand werent really worried about it, you already knew you had a small thing for him after he put on his pink apron with a smile on his face, such a charming one.
Tom dipped you making you panic a little, before coming back up a little to fast making your lips touch, tom didnt know if it was on purpose but he took the chance, he kissed you, his hand on the back of your head while your eyes widened before you closed them, kissing him back and holding onto the back of his neck. His lips soft, feeling like clouds.
Soooo this issss loveeeee~
Loud claps were heard in the background, some childish laughs leaving the girls lips as tom slowly pulled back, opening his eyes and looking at you. “I-uh sorry-“ “nono...I enjoyed it” you patted his chest, dusting off the apron he still had on, “more then the coffee?” Laughs left both of your lips. “Wanna-wanna go on a date sometime?” “Heyyy! Im still here!” Cameron waved. “With Cameron of course” he smiled, and you nodded. “Yeah- why not?”
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bridgyrose · 3 years
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Blake's bow came off by accident. Her eyes widened in horror as her team and JNPR saw her cat ears. She became even more shocked when Ruby went "oh phew, we don't need to disguise ourselves" and everybody revealed themselves to be Faunus.
Blake couldnt help but feel nervous as she studied with her team and friends. Sure, she trusted them with her life, but what they didnt know was what she hid. For three years, she had managed to hide who she really was and the fear of her team or any of her friends finding out still haunted her. Faunus werent allowed to be huntsmen, and if anyone found out that she was a faunus in hiding…
“Everything okay Blake?”
Blake blinked a couple times before looking towards Nora. “Y-yeah, I’m fine.”
“You seem a bit distracted. Are you sure everything’s okay?”
“I’m sure.”
Ruby sighed and closed her book. “I think that’s a good place to stop then. We’ve been at this for a couple hours now and I think it’s about time for a break.”
Yang nodded and stood up, giving a bit of a stretch. “I dont know about you guys, but I could go for some food right about now.”
“Then I’ll come with you.” Blake stood up as well, unaware of her bow starting to come loose and showing one of her cat ears. “It’ll be easier to study on a full stomach.”
The room went silent as Blake’s bow finished falling off, everyone staring at Blake’s ears. Weiss was the first to speak up, immediately motioning to the top of her head. “Umm… Blake… you uh… you have something on your head…”
Blake looked at her curiously before catching her reflection in a mirror, her face blanching as she quickly covered her ears with her hands. “I… I can explain…”
“You’re a faunus, arent you?” asked Pyrrha.
Blake sighed and slowly pulled her hands away from her ears. “Y-yeah, I am. Please dont tell anyone though. I know it’s illegal-”
“Phew, then we dont have to hide anymore.”
Blake went silent at Ruby’s words, watching as her friends and teammates started revealing their own traits. Jaune moved a bit of his hair out of the way to show a couple budding horns, Ren’s skin started to turn a few different shades of green while Nora and Pyrrha revealed their own tails, a dog and cat respectively.
Ruby stretched out her wings a bit, giving a sigh. “I’m glad you’re a faunus too.”
Blake hesitated for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. “You’re… you’re all faunus…”
“And you were the one who acted the most human out of us too,” responded Weiss, moving a bit to let her peacock feathers fan out. “Well, aside from me, but I have my own reasons.”
Yang nodded, putting an arm around Blake. “You should’ve told us sooner.”
“I was worried that you would all hate me.” Blake sat down, looking over all of her friends. “I’m glad I dont have to worry about that anymore.”
Pyrrha stood up and started hiding her tail again. “I’ll go get some food for us. Be back in a bit.”
Blake started to relax when she realized she had nothing to worry about. All of her friends were just like her, hiding in plain sight and breaking the law. It felt nice to no longer be alone.
Pyrrha slowly closed the door and took out her scroll, dialing a few numbers as she walked to the cafeteria. After a few rings, she took a deep breath once she heard someone answer from the other side. “I’d… I’d like to report a few faunus who are illegally attending Beacon.”
“And their names?” answered a gruff voice from the other line.
“Not until I know my mother is safe.”
“Dont worry, once we have those faunus in custody, your mother will be free to go. Now, please give me the names of these animals.”
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gojology · 3 years
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Teddybears and Shitty Cards.
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back to homepage pairing : yuuji x gender neutral reader warnings : minor cursing, fluff wordcount : 1529 a/n : i hope i did u yuuji stans justice .. probably not but this is rlly good for my characterization :) also i thought that gojo wasn’t as well loved as megumi/yuuji/nanami etc but holy shit i thought wrong. my megumi and nanami fics got little to no attraction, or maybe i write them horribly, idk. is gojo satoru the best husbando in jjk? (the answer is yes.) also uh.. i didnt proof read this ████████████████  100% Complete. Enjoy your game.
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     “Itadori!” you yell, panting, cupping your hands together around your mouth to amplify your voice. He had asked you prior to meet with you for Valentines in this particular park, most likely because it was Valentines day.        You had to admit, his selection in nice places was clearly defined. The views from the hill you and him sat upon was spectacular, you could see the city in it’s whole. This was amplified with the setting of the sun, a hazy beautiful orangey-yellow gradient was all the eye could see from up here.       It was definitely worth the walk up the steep hill, and you took a much needed seat and breather on the painted wooden bench, pulling out your water bottle you take a long swig, wiping the sweat off your brow as you did so.       You took a quick sneak peek at Yuuji, who was humming a tune, earbuds in. Shielding your eyes with your hand, you leaned closer into his shoulder. His thumbs were fumbling with something, which you now realized was a Nintendo Switch.       “Watcha playing?” you ask, breathing in his scent. Remnants of candy and baked goods filled your nose.        Yuuji didn’t say anything back, instead continuing to hum and mumble a few lyrics, lost in his own world.       It was only until you impatiently tapped at his broad shoulders to pay attention to you. He jolted up, looking left and right before finally realizing you were sitting next to him. Taking a deep breath in, he cheerfully smiled before taking one of his earbuds out.       “Hey! You came early~ are you excited to see me?” he questioned, setting his Nintendo Switch into his backpack before picking up what seemed to be a bag right next to him.      “Of course! Why wouldn’t I be, baby?” you reply back, grinning, deciding to pay no mind towards this bag. Yuuji was quite popular, especially revolving sports or something along the lines of that. Many famous coaches had said that he possessed super-human strength, and he had been showered in contracts with sport teams not long after those few words.       In return, this caused Yuuji to be insanely busy with many interviews and pelted with multiple adult-y stuff to do, which had hurt you exceptionally. It greatly hindered the relationship between you two. Weekly visits turned into monthly, and you couldn’t bare to see him drown in all his work. He was a busy guy, but yet always so carefree, and you didn’t want that carefree childish aspect of him to disappear. After all, that was something you loved about Yuuji.       He looked up at you with a reassuring beam, and you felt yourself melt under those warm eyes. “Aww, that makes me happy, (Y/N). Scratch that, you make me happy!” facing you, he gave you a quick peck on your cheek. Your heart bursts, it had been too long since you felt that specific thing, and you give him a gentle kiss back, running a hand through his fluffy hair.       “I missed you. It’s been too long since I’ve talked to you, lovebug. Schedule is jampacked. But I met some nice friends along the way, and my coach is super nice!” he rambled on, fumbling with the handles of this mysterious bag.       “Oh? How so?” trying to make conversation, you want to appear as interested as he talked about his coach, but you were focused on his outfit and how he looked in general.        He had gotten way more stronger, you noted. He was much more scrawnier when you two first started dating, and you wondered how his cuddles might feel like. Something that didn’t change though, was his horrible fashion sense. Wearing a turquoise t-shirt with a lemon yellow jacket over it, you almost winced. Yuuji dressed like a 6th grader who had their mom pick out clothes for them.        “...And he annoys the absolute shit out of his co-worker, Utahime. It’s funny! I also met this guy named Nanami and I have no idea how my coach and Nanami are friends. Nanami always looks like he’s on the verge of murdering him whenever he opens his mouth to speak! Oh and also me and my coach made Valentine cards together and I worked really hard on it and I just know you’ll like it! Also-”       “Alright, alright. That’s a mouthful.” you sang sarcastically, Yuuji awkwardly laughed and rubbed his hand against the back of his neck, looking at you like you had caught him stealing a cookie out of a jar at 12 AM.       “Sorry. I get carried away a lot.” he says, peering into the bottomless pit inside the bag. You couldn’t quite see what was inside of it.       “No, no. I think it’s cute, Yuuji-san! I didn’t forget how you acted in the span of 1 month, why would I be dating you if I thought you were annoying?” hoping this’ll knock some sense into him, you closely examine his body language for any changes, hoping that went through his mind.       You had to make sure, the guy was dumb when it came to social cues.       “Ohh, really?” he looked up, pointer finger on his chin, a confused expression covering his features. “I didn’t know, I’ll act more annoying for you then!”       Smacking your forehead, you studied your shoes, too giggly to look at him eye-to-eye. “That’s not what I meant, idiot.”       “...What did you mean then?” Yuuji quizzed, tilting his head to the side. You really couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, you’d think that all sport players would be brutes and be masculine and perhaps... Not stupid? But here you were.       “No bother.” waving your hand as a dismissal of the conversation, you instead lean towards the bag he was holding, fluttering your eyelashes. “What’s this?”       “It’s a surprise~” he responded, obviously giddy. You felt yourself soften once more, how could someone be so cute just answering a question?        “Hey, come on!” tugging on his arm, you try to yank the bag away, curiosity killing you. His grasp was firm, and he laughed as you did so, it felt good to hear him laugh like that again.         “Okay, okay! Fine. Here, go at it.” handing you the bag, you practically ripped the handles off, ecstatic to see what could possibly be waiting to be discovered.          Inside was an incredibly large teddy bear, soft. The color was almost exactly the same shade of Yuuji’s, and you squeal, hugging the plush.          “Awww! This is so cute! I woulda never believed you’re smart enough to get a good gift for me!” you joked, he caught the sarcasm this time, giving you a confident grin. He liked the compliments.          “It’s supposed to be me.” placing a hand onto his chest dramatically. “I don’t know if you realized though.”          Scoffing, you put the teddybear to the side. “Of course I’d realize! I’m not dumb, Yuuji-san!”          “Why not? We could be dumb together! Also, there’s something extra at the very bottom that I think you’d like.”          Blinking, you realized that you had completely forgotten about the bag between your legs. Looking back down and rummaging for what possibly could be there, you pull out a card.          On the front, there’s a tacky lopsided heart, made with glitter glue. It seems there are also many failed attempts of starting this large heart at the sides of it. At the top, there’s a large, “Happy Valentines Day!” in red marker that was also uneven. Underneath the heart? A stick figure drawing of you and Yuuji, which was also... Pretty horrible.         Stifling a giggle, you open the card, eyes scanning the left for anything, you turn to face the right as soon as you deem it clear. That’s where the writing is.         Dear Y/N,          I love you very much and I know I do not spend that much time with you anymore but you still make me very happy. My coach was very nice and gave me Valentines day off because he felt bad.      I had to run to the nearest drugstore to get you this teddybear, but me and Mr. Coach decorated this together! He says he’s a very good drawer and I agree. I think the drawing is very detailed. He also helped me with the heart (we picked out the color together) and we had a lot of fun decorating. He says my handwriting looks really bad (is that true?) can you please help me fix it later? :(                                                                           With a lot of love,                                                                              Your Boyfriend and Gojo Satoru (his cool coach that helped him write this, thank me later. I have no idea how you handle this guy, but God is he such an amazing kid.)      Looking back up from the card, you look at Yuuji, who is looking at you back, squeamish. Without another thought, you kiss him, soft and light ones on his forehead, his cheeks, his lips, everywhere on his face. When you finally pull away, both of you are staring at each other fondly.        “Yes, I’ll help you fix your handwriting, dummy.”         Yuuji gave you a toothy smile that he only saved for the special ones in his life.
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rodansey · 3 years
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*pretends to crack my knuckles, cause I can't actually do that* ADHD Gansey is my absolute shit. Ok, like. I legit can not read him any other way. (Also, I'm not diagnosed as adhd myself, but i told my brother and he was like 'i do that too' and he went and got a diagnosis. So. Yeah. One hand? Happy I'm right! The other? Sad and filled with longing cause I can not get diagnosed right now).
Before we begin, I know a lot of people go 'it's not realistic to headcanon all your favorite characters as adhd!' But. We legit find eachother irl. I found out years into my friendship with my bff. Turns out we are both adhd af, and didnt know until like, 2 years ago. Its fucking hilarious. We find each other.
Ok, adhd Gansey. Again, some of these are biased on my own things, and just things that scream adhd to me.
Insomnia is such an adhd side affect. Cant turn brain off, so cant sleep. Listens to things so brain can concentrate on it one thing which makes it so much easier to fall asleep (no, really I've been doing this since I was 12. I read these books at about 18 and had never felt so seen).
Mini Henrietta? Hyperfixation.
His journal? Hyperfixation (and also a really great way to sort thoughts if your unmedicated).
Uh oh, I'm spiraling, looks like it's time to binge buy things I've been wanting for awhile, cause packages makes brain go brrr.
The mint plant/leaves? That's a stim. Both chewing on them and the smell.
Fast cars. Need I say more?? (First time I road on the back of my brothers motorcycle I almost cried cause my brain just went into an absolute calm. I can not explain it.) But I will. Windows down, hair blowing in the wind, getting wind burned. When Gansey said the pig is part of him, is him, it made me think of this.
Wanting to take care of everyone? Such an adhd thing, I find adhders tend to be so much more loyal, and so willing to do things for other people.
Definitely gifted kid burn out syndrome. Told from a young age he is very smart and talented, so when he gets older and struggles with anything is just hits so much harder and it feels like hes banging his head against a wall.
Ok, now headcanons instead of pointing out things from canon.
If he finds a pen he likes, he will buy it in every color he can, and has a whole pen collection. Always has a pen on him, cause it's a good stim to either click it or pull the lid off and put it back on.
Cargo pants/shorts? Obviously so he can put cool rocks in the pockets. Also, just random things he might need later. One time he pulled a spoon out one of his pockets. Another he pulled out the exact shade of sequins that Blue needed for something. One time he pulled out a bag of mush and grimaced cause that was he snack from three weeks ago, and he really needs to wash these pants.
Has asked Ronan to hold something, and then forgot, but it's ok, cause Ronan is adhd too and just forgot he was holding it. No, he doesn't know how long ago he asked, and no Ronan doesn't know how long he held it.
Has read a book in one sitting, stood up and almost peed his pants, cause he sat there for 8 hours without moving. His hands cramped😔.
Thinks out loud when no one is around. Adam has come into the room and found Gansey telling a class of invisible people a whole lecture. He stood in the door and listened and Gansey jumped when he saw just to ask 'how long have you been here?'
Ronan has bad RSD, but Gansey's is worse, especially when it comes to his adhd, cause as much as I think his parents love him, I dont think they would be the kinda people to notice, and probably dismissed it when he told them something isn't right. Also, just the way they kinda dismiss when he talks about Glendower, which is his main hyperfixation. So it would really trigger that in him. (Did I explain rsd? Rsd is rejection sensitive dysphoria. Basically sometimes any sort of criticism can send an adhder spiraling into a really fucking awful headspace).
Keeps things. If you give him something he will keep it until he loses it or it gets destroyed.
Has to have background noise. If he doesn't have any leave him alone cause he is in a head space of such complete peace, or one of absolute despair.
He can and has bound his own books and journals. Repetitive motion stim.
Same thing, he definitely had a friendship bracelets faze. Can still do a simple one with his eyes closed. His friends each have at least 6 apiece. (Uhhhh. This just made me remember that the first time I read these books I did in fact make a bracelet that was rusty orange with black racing stripes to look like the pig... I wonder where that is??)
Finds songs that remind him of people, and will tell them.
Coffee addiction. Coffee cup collection.
Hmmm. I think thats all I can think of atm? Theres probably more, but this is already pretty long✌🏻💛.
This is AMAZING, and I feel blessed. I also relate to a LOT of this myself. Given that it’s about Gansey too makes me feel seen/known and just...thanks for taking the time to write all of this out.
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⤷ Genre: Fluff
⤷ Word Count: 3161+
⤷ Warnings: cursing(?), mentions of panic attack
⤷ Synopsis: Welcome to Hannah simps for Shoto constantly and can’t decide on a fic so she writes EVERY IDEA SHE HAD
Buy Me a Ko-fi! | Requests Open| Matchups Closed
Also @shoutogepi is the reason why I’m a Shoto simp now so say thank u to her, cause without her this probably would’ve been a Bakugo fic lmao 😂💀
You groaned into the pillow, your icy hands trying to find refuge under the soft covering of the pillow.
Your body was shaking, every bone screaming in aches, your forehead thumping against your skull..this cold was kicking your ass.
“How are you feeling love? Do you need anything?”
Shoto asked sweetly, coming over to the bed you were currently laying on. He crouched down, his bicolored eyes watching your every move carefully. He placed his hand against your forehead, feeling your temperature as you closed your eyes wistfully at the sensation.
“I-Im good…,” you mumbled groggily, “I just want to sleep…”
Shoto smiled lightly-even while sick you were so incredibly adorable, probably even more so. You had come down with a cold a few days prior, nothing too serious, but he still wanted to take care of you while you were more weak.
“That's probably best for you,” he agreed. “Sleeping off the sickness will help you recover sooner.”
He stood up, his slender hands taking the covers of the bed and wrapping them around you more snuggly.
“Just close your eyes, Ill still be here when you wake up,”
He placed a small kiss on your forehead, his lips soft against your skin and his bicolored locks tickling your face.
You snuggle even deeper in the blankets, cuddling yourself up into them as a flustred smile grew on your face. Shoto’s lips felt so deliciously warm, and you wished you could envelope your whole body in that heat. No matter how many blankets you wrapped around you or how high you put the heat up, you still felt cold. It was a strange feeling, since you knew your temperature was actually higher than normal, but you couldn’t shake the unbearable freeze that was icing your bones.
“Can you turn up the heater tho, S-Shoto? I still feel really c-cold…” you stuttered, hating how cliche your shivers sounded.
Shoto turned to look at you, a worried look washing over his face.
“Its as high as it can go y/n, I cant make it any warmer,”
“-Oh”
That’s all you said, a pit of anxiety filling your stomach.
Well that was just great-now you couldn't get any warmer and have to suffer until this stuipd sickness went away.
Shoto knew you were unnaturally cold at the moment and needed special care because of it. He reassured himself that it was just a side effect of the sickness, and it wasn’t something he should worry about too much.
It didn’t bother him how hot it was either-the ice side of his quirk allowed him to regulate his temperature, keeping him nice and cool even as the heat in the room steadily rises as you kept asking him to raise it.
It broke his heart though to see you so cold and shivering, your body curled into a little ball to gain some type of sensation of warmth. Shoto looked down at his hands in defeat, wishing he could do something, anything, to relieve you of that discomfort.
Suddenly an idea popped in his head, lighting up his mind and making him feel quite dumb for not thinking of it earlier.
Your throat began to feel scratchy, but you felt too cold to actually crawl out of bed to go get some water. You rolled over, your body beginning to prop itself shakily on your elbows.
“Actually, Shoto, is it alright if you could get me a glass of-WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR SHIRT?!”
You screeched, your eyes blown out of your sockets.
There was your boyfriend….of barely 2 months….strolling around with his shirt off like some sexy god. His collared shirt was balled neatly in his hands, his taut muscles rippling with each movement as he stood in his full glory.
You gulped, your eyes drinking in the scene in front of you. God, you knew he was ripped...but not this ripped.
You could wash clothes on his damn abs, they were that pronounced!
“I thought that since my quirk has heat qualities to it, you could use it to your benefit.” He said nonchalantly, as if the sight of him just flaunting his body wasn’t enough to make you want to pounce on him. “Am I- making you uncomfortable?”
“I-uh-np-no it doesn't, its just…” you were stuttering, your hands fidgeting in your lap. It felt like your tongue was made out of cotton, your eyes only able to focus on how adorably messy his hair looked from taking off his shirt. “I'm not used to..to seeing you-”
You had been dating Shoto for a month or so now, and you couldn’t be happier. But the boy was shy with physical touch, and you were honestly a little bit of the same way. You hadn’t seen him show more skin than right now, only getting glances when he trained and accidentally burned his training uniform. You had always wished to see more of his perfectly built body-but you always imagined you would have some warning.
Shoto fidgeted in front of the bed, his cheeks a soft shade of red.
“I can put my shirt back on y/n, it's no trouble-”
“Please don't do that!” You yelled hastily, your eyes screaming with desperation. “Honestly, that's the last thing I want you to do,”
Crap, you sounded so perverted! You basically yelled at him “Please stay half naked I love your body and I’m thirsty for you.”
You never wanted to kick yourself harder.
Shoto didn’t seem to notice your dilemma, only nodding his head. He began to walk over to the opposite side of the bed, your body feeling a dip in the bed as he sat on the mattress.
Your heart began to quicken, staring at those bi colored eyes...god, he was so damn close.
“Very well then...skin to skin contact would be best. It’ll ensure the heat transfers directly to you.”
You gulped, propping yourself up more so you were now sitting up. HIs tone was so warm, so inviting, you could completely just melt into it like honey. But nervousness began to floss your stomach, making your whole body feel heavy-how he worded his sentence, he almost made it seem like he wanted you to undress to. God-the thought made your ears tinge pink, your eyes quinting to helplessly close that flustering thought away. It was tempting….but-Shoto was too modest to suggest something like that, especially when you were sick.
He leaned in close to you, each muscle in his arms rippling in a chain reaction as he took your hand in his own.
You were amazed at how warm his skin felt, the iciness in your veins scorched away by his touch. A sigh escaped your lips, relishing in that wonderful feeling. You were already craving more of that delicious warmth, your aching body crawling towards your shirtless boyfriend.
All worry and nervousness seemed to fade ever so slightly, your icy hands tentatively touching the boy's body. Your fingers trailed lightly against his ribcage, the sensation shooting electricity throughout Shoto’s body.
Shoto stiffened at the initial contact-he still felt extremely flustered with physical touches, but he began to melt into it and relish the feeling of your skin on his. Your arms wrapped gently around his broad shoulders, a small grin enveloping on s\Shoto’s face as he felt you snuggle your cheek into the crook of his neck.
“Are you sure this isnt a sneaky way for you to see me shirtless?” you joked, your voice muffled from your lips pressed against his skin.
Oh god-his instantly felt his quirk intensify, his flusterness taking over. His skin immediately began to heat up, his cheeks blushing starkly from your words.
“Oh no-I-I didnt mean it like that-my intent t was for you to stay clothed, I just-”
He was a stammering mess, and you couldn't find it any cuter. You giggled at his obvious nervousness, your lips pressing a kiss to his cheeks to quiet his stammering.
“Its fine, Shoto, I know you're a gentleman-,” you giggled, your hold on the boy becoming tighter as you soaked in his wonderful heat
“And Besides-your warmer when your flustered”
You snuggle yourself deeper into his shoulder, Shoto’s cheks tinged with a more intense red. You were so sweet and adorable in his eyes, his body loving every second of you touching his bare skin. Every caress felt like pure electricity was coursing through his veins, sending shivers down his back and head.
“Are you sure that wasn't a sneaky way to intensify my quirk y/n?” he asked cheekily, his voice having a hint of playfulness in it
Now it was your turn to blush, a small nervous giggle slipping out of your mouth
“Maybe…” you said, almost like a child who was caught doing something they weren't supposed to.
Shoto chuckled, his head turning to plant a quick kiss along your scalp.
God- you were too cute for your own good.
。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚
(⚠️Mentions of panic attack!⚠️)
It was the dead of the night, an intense feeling of panic flooding the room.
You had just had a nightmare, the scene so real and intense that even when you woke up, you were sweating with uncontrollable fear.
Everything felt so small-the walls of the room were crushing your lungs, the sheets were tangling your legs together in a vise, the shadows felt like demons crawling to swallow you whole.
Shoto had thankfully woken up when you did, the sound of your muffled screams making him shoot up out of dead sleep.
But even with your protective boyfriend so close to you, reassuring you that you were okay and safe, you still felt like you were full of panic.
“Shoto-pls-I cant-cant-” you panted out, your voice cracking with anxiety. You couldn't get a breath of air it seemed like, as if your body was getting suffocated by your own mind.
Shoto was worried-he had never seen you so worked up, so terrified as if something was going to happen to you at any moment. He tried to comfort you, his hands gripping your shoulders in order to ground you, but it wasn't working- you were having an attack of some sort, your mind unable to bring you down from your panic.
“Y/n, you're fine, everythings fine-” he tried to reassure you soothingly, but it didn't work, your eyes still wide with terror.
“It doesn't feel fine!” you cried in panic, “ Everything is crazy, and heavy, I cant think straight Shoto I cant-”
Shoto felt his heart break hearing your voice- you almost sounded desperate, as if you were begging him to help you.
He cupped your face in his hands, his intense bi-colored eyes staring into you. Even in the dark, Shoto could see how shaken you were by your dream-your eyes were big and doe-like, shining as tears threaten to spill out. It made his heart ache, his mind determined to bring you down from your attack.
“-Give me your hands.” he commanded softly, his voice deep and silky. Your eyes widen ever so slightly, your breath still irregular and intense as you slowly gripped his wrists. Your digits were shaking as they wrapped around his skin, his hand quickly detaching from your face to entangle with your fingers.
“Just focus on my voice. Can you do that for me my love? Just focus on me-nothing else.”
You quickly close your eyes, trying to do exactly what your boyfriend instructed you to do.
“What does that feel like?”
A strong sensation of cold filled your hands, the icyiness nipping at your skin. It shocked you at first,the sting an unwelcome sensation. But then your skin slowly got used to the foreign touch, the dull pain bringing a starker clarity to your mind.
“It-its cold,” your words felt thick as they stumbled out of your mouth, each one a labor to process out of your cluttered mind. But it was slowly getting less foggy, the sensation gently swiping the panic away.
“What else?”
“Its smooth, like-like silk. And slippery,” your eyes were scrunched shut, desperately trying to form your words. It was still a struggle, but getting slightly easier to just focus on his touch.
“Good, you're doing wonderful-” Shoto congratulated, his tone having a hint of relief. He could already notice how you were affected by his ice, happy that it was helping you in some way. “how does it feel against your palms,”
“It kinda stings but...it's nice,”you smiled, the panic already ebbing out of you. Your breath was finally normal, your mind felt clear, and the panic inside you had deceased. “ It hurt at first but then its numbs so I can feel it.”
“Do you feel better? More grounded?” Shoto asked, his tone worried, but a part of him already knew the answer. The small, tired smile on your lips and your soft expression told him loud and clear you had finally calmed yourself from your panic.
You opened your eyes tentatively, a hum of acknowledgement ringing from your lips.
Shoto smiled at you, relief washing over his face. But he wanted you to completely rid yourself of the panic, worried that if you weren't calm enough, you’d fall asleep and wake again to another nightmare.
“Take a few deep breaths-it will reconnect you alot better.” he stated softly, watching you close your eyes again and slowly breath.
Inhale...exhale-repeat.
You did this three times, each one grounding you more and more. The room felt cool and spacious again, the sheets werent suffocating anymore, and you finally felt at peace with yourself once again.
A small blush of embarrassment began to creep on your cheeks, as the realization struck you that you had had a full blown panic in the middle of the night.
“Thank you… Im so sorry I freaked out so much-” you apologized, your face flustered from your actions.
Shoto only smiled, his other hand busy at work to slowly melt the ice on your palms.
“Y/n, dont apologize. That was your body’s reaction to stress, something you cant control. Just-if you ever feel like that again, please don't hesitate to get me.”
The ice was now a pool of water on the bed, the sheets sucking up the silky droplets .Shoto gave you a loving smile, his hand tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and leaning in to plant a gentle kiss against your forehead
“ I can help you,love-I just don't want you going through that alone,”
。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚
You twisted on the sofa, your face smashed against a pillow as you tried to forget about the excruciating pain in your core.
“DAMN MY UTEREUS,” you yelled into the pillow in frustration, your words muffled against the fabric.
“Is everything alright y/n-san?” Shoto asked, his eyebrows cocked up in worry.
Shoto was fully aware that this week was your “period” week, the intense cravings and sudden moodiness days prior signalling the dreaded time. Shoto was pretty, well, clueless to the female system, only knowing the basics from school health classes. He had felt slightly nervous around you all week, tending to you as if you were sick and in need of his care.
Of course you had told him that all the attention wasn't necessary, you could survive on your own, but that didn't stop him from doing little things like buying you the food you were craving or a fresh set of feminine products. He wanted to prove to you and himself he could take care of you.
You groaned again, a wave of intense pain making you curl into yourself.
“No…” you grimaced, “ I feel like there’s a butcher hacking at my insides and this damn water bottle is doing nothing-”
Shoto cocked his head, looking up from the book he was reading.
“Water bottle?What is that used for?”
Sure enough, there you were, your hands placing a water bottle wrapped in a thin layer of paper towels against your lower back. Your hands were pushing against it, almost to get it as close to your skin as your face contorted with pain.
“Well...I kind lost my heat pad,” you explained,” so this is my next best solution to just heat this thing up-but its not doing anything-”
Shoto looked at you, his heart breaking at the look of utter discomfort on your face. You looked as though you couldn't take it anymore, your lips quivering and your eyes threatening to spill tears. It was absolutely painful for Shoto, and he felt like it was his duty to at least help alleviate the havoc going on inside your body.
He scooted his body next to yours, his eyes soft with concern. You noticed a dip in the couch as Shoto sat closer to you, the sensation of his hands wrapping around your waist making your eyes shoot open.
Before you could register what was going on, Shoto had expertly pulled your body into his lap, your breath knocked out of your chest and your heart thumping. The water bottle was long forgotten on the floor, your knees cradling Shoto’s sides as he looked at you with those intense, bi-colored eyes
“Can I see if I can be of any help?” he asked, his voice low
“Sure,” you gulped out, “ but I dont know if-uhuh-”
Shoto’s hands wrapped fury against your lower back, his palms radiating an intense heat you had been craving for . The heat was so soothing, something you had desperately needed, and you couldn't help but slump against the man in relief.
“Does that feel a little better, love?”
“God, so much better,” you exhaled out
This is what it felt like to be painless? You seriously loved you boyfriend… you reached around your back to place your hand on his own, guiding his delicious heat to the most critical areas
“Ah...can you do a little lower,,that's it, right there-”
You smiled in relief as you found the perfect spot, your arms wrapping around Shoto’s neck lovingly.
“Who knew you had so many talents Shoto? I have to keep a list of all the amazing uses for that quirk of yours-” you joked, your cheeks nuzzling itself into his neck.
“Also-Im just telling you right now that I wont be leaving your lap for the next few hours-”
Shoto smiled, his cheeks a warm shade of red. DId you always have to be this cute, nuzzling your head into him like a little kitten? He lifted his left hand up to your head, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Oh thats alright, love, that doesnt bother me one bit-”
You lifted your head up in shock, a surprised grin enveloping on your face.
“THE Shoto Todoroki? Being flirty? Never thought Id see the day-”
Shoto smiled at you, his bi-colored eye twinkling with adoration. You felt your heart skip a beat, that warm hand on your lower back intensifying as he planted a warm kiss to your cheek
“Only for you dear,”
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Jealous
“Ohh let’s go in here!” you smile, dragging Harry’s hand into yet another shop. The two of you had been shopping for almost 3 hours now and Harry was over it. He hadn’t wanted to come in the first place, too much attention, too many fans and paparazzi and he had no interest in watching you try on dresses all day, he just liked to see the end product at the event. Plus, all he had wanted to do today was lay around on the couch and watch yet another movie. You, however needed a dress for the dinner party Harry was taking you to next week and so you had convinced him to come and help. After trying on nearly 20 dresses that did not work, his hopes of finding one for you were ending and he was just going through the motions at this point, hie eyes rolling as you opened the door and walked in.
“Hey welcome, if there’s anything I can help you with just give a shout, my name is Jordan.” The boy smiled and gave you a wink. He was cute. Blonde hair, styled back in a wave similar to Harry’s. Bright blue eyes watching you move throughout the store, his toned arms lifting boxes of clothes that needed to be hung and organized. Harry groaned at his welcome, and you lightly smacked his arm in response. 
“Thanks, we will!” you smiled moving to the section where the dresses were hanging. 
You moved through the rack, handing Harry all of the options you wanted to try on. After Harry’s arms contained almost 10 dresses, you moved to the fitting room. Harry was hunched over in a chair across from your fitting room scrolling through his phone without a glance in your direction. You tried on the first dress, it was a short and very tight black cocktail dress. You walked out and did a spin, finding Jordan at the entrance of the fitting rooms putting away the clothes people had chosen not to get after they tried them on. “Well?” you asked Harry with a smile. 
“Yeah, it’s nice, you look beautiful.”
“Harry you didnt even look.” you sighed, annoyed with his behavior. You were about to walk back in to change but Jordan stopped you.
“What’s the occasion, may I ask?” He smiled, his blue eyes slowly making their way up your body with a smile.
“Uh a dinner party.” You smiled back. “What do you think?”
“I love it, your boy is right, you look beautiful....” That got Harry’s attention. He glanced up, sitting straighter in his chair and looking over at the dress you had on. “I would say that’s more for like a clubbing atmosphere rather than a sit down dinner party.”
You grinned and nodded, “That’s crazy. I was thinking the same thing.”
“Yeah me too.” Harry mumbled. “Definitely not a dinner party option babe but you can for sure pull it off in a club...”
You gave Harry a weird look and slight laugh before walking back in and trying on another option. The next dress was a tight, floor length red gown with a high slit up the side. You walked out and modeled it with a smile. “I like this one.” you grinned.
Jordan, still watching nodded. “That might just be the one....I mean wow-”
Harry stood up, walking over to you and grabbed your hand, softly spinning you in a circle. “(y/n)...you look incredible.” He bit his lip and looked up and down your body slowly. “I don’t even have words.”
“You know what though?” Jordan walked over as well, shifting through a rack of dresses in the corner. “While that is definitely the style I would go with....maybe try it in more of a classy evening color.”
“I don’t know...” Harry said with a frown. “I really love this one...you look absolutely stunning.” He glared over at Jordan and you laughed at the reaction.
“You know, there’s another style I think you would look amazing in...and it’s all black, floor length, perfect for any upscale dinner event. ”
You nodded and smiled at Jordan, “That would be great thanks.” He nodded, walking away to grab the dress.
“Ugh.” Harry groaned giving you a look.
“What’s that about?” you were looking at the dress you had on in the floor length mirror. 
“I think you would look amazing in this other dress...let me just go get it for you.” Harry mocked. You turned around laughing and shook your head. “Seriously I mean come on he’s totally flirting with you.”
“Harry don’t be-”
“Here you are.” Jordan walked in, carrying a beautiful shiny black dress.
“Ohh I love that.”
“I knew you would.” He smiled and handed it over. “You're going to look beautiful in it, you have the body...and eyes. This color really compliments your eye color.”
You smiled and Harry coughed, rolling his eyes. He was annoyed and getting antsy, moving around the dressing room in circles. You gave him a warning look and walked back in the dressing room to change. You had the dress on but the zipper was stuck so you came shuffling out looking for Harry’s help. Instead you found his chair empty. Frowning you called out, “Harry?”
“Oh, he went to the bathroom, can I help you with something?” Jordan come over with a grin, his perfectly white teeth sparkling in the light.
“The zipper is stuck....I can’t see to get it all the way up.” you mumbled turning around.
“Let me see what I can do.” Jordan walked up behind you, placing one hand lightly on your back, the other on the zipper. He moved your hair out of the way and tugged it all the way up. You turned with a smile, your eyes locking onto two very jealous and frustrated eyes walking back from the bathroom. “There ya go, you look amazing.” he smiled, making you blush a little.
“Thanks...” you smile back, walking towards the mirror. Jordan nods and returns to his work, while Harry stalks by with a sideways glance. You're looking at the back when he walks over, arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed together. “What do you think?” you smile presenting the dress with your arms out to the side.
“What the hell was that?” he growls, grabbing your arm and pulling you into the small dressing room.
“What are you talking about?” 
“That guy- he had his hands all over you, he-”
“He was helping get the zipper that was stuck.” you answered laughing.
“You could've asked me. I would've done it. There’s no reason that he had to do it.” Harry was whining.
“You were in the bathroom. He was there and asked to help. He was a complete gentleman to by the way.” you noted.
“You could've waited for me to come back and help.”
“Babe-”
“No. You’re not taking this seriously. The whole time we've been in here, he’s been all fucking over you and I’m not okay with it.” Harry was jealous. His eyes burning a brighter shade of green, his cheeks red from frustration. His arms were locked across his chest and the dimples you loved nowhere in sight due to the frown formed by his lips. “I don’t care what the reason was, there’s no fucking reason to have his hands on your back. There’s no reason for him to compliment you the way he was, I mean come on-”
“Harry.” you interrupted with a laugh. You walked over, placing a soft kiss against his lips. HE remained unyielding, turning his head and groaning.
“You’re not getting it.”
“There’s absolutely no reason to be jealous...”
“I-”
“No. Listen. I love you. You are the one I’m even looking here for. Nothing happened.”
“I know but still. Why can’t he keep his hands to himself.”
You just shake your head. “Well good news. This is definitely the one so we are good to go now. No more trying on any others. I love this one.”
Harry didn’t say anything just grumbled comments to himself as he left the dressing room so you could change out of the dress. You walked out, carrying the dress in your arms over to the counter. Jordan helped check you out. “I knew this was going to be the one.”
“Yeah so did I.” Harry growled. 
Jordan just smiled and nodded. “She looks beautiful in it.”
“Yeah I know.” Harry wrapped his arm around your neck and pressed a kiss to your cheek. “She looks beautiful in anything she wears.”
Normally, you would've been embarrassed by Harry’s outburst and obnoxious behavior but today it was cute. You liked that he cared enough to be jealous. He  had nothing to worry about considering Jordan was most definitely gay, but he clearly hadn't picked up on that. Harry took the bag and turned with a grin, kissing you hard on the lips. “Thanks for the help with my girl’s dress.” Harry said too sweetly as he pulled you to the door. 
Outside he took a breath and you shook youre head. “You just had to be extra back at the check out didn’t you?” you asked laughing as he tugged your hand to the car.
“I needed him to know exactly who’s girl he was playing with.”
“Harry.” you laugh climbing into the seat he had just opened the door too. “You know he was gay right?”
“What?”
“Yeah, like no doubt.”
“Oh.” Harry stood there, mouth tugging into a smile.
“Does that make you feel better?” you laugh.
“Much.” he grinned. 
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A short request. I actually have another story based on jealousy that will be coming out soon so I tried switching up the vibe in this. Hope it works!
xoxo
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muwur · 4 years
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hello can I request tendou, kogane, ushijima, and lev reacting to their s/o who really liked painting on their hands, like some kind of pattern or fruits 👉👈
painted hands
♡ drabbles ♡ for ushijima, tendou, koganegawa & lev
❧ gn reader
✎ 1.6k words
a/n: hello lov, ty for the request! sry it took so long to dish it out ;c i made them into short drabbles/scenarios rather than hc’s, ik u didnt specify but hope thats oki!
have a wonderful day! <3
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Ushijima woke up to sunlight peeking through the crack of the blinds. He sat up and stretched his arms upwards, blinking away lingering remnants of sleep from his eyes. The side of your bed was empty; only crumpled sheets and a pillow still marked by the indent of your head remained. Curious, he got up, making his way downstairs and into the kitchen, where he found you sitting at the dining table, paintbrush in hand. His eyes softened as he approached you and placed a palm on your shoulder.
“What are you doing?”
The sound of his deep voice coupled with the warmth of his firm hand made you jump in your seat, jostling you from your thoughts. The brush in your hand painted a streak of red across your fist, overlapping another painted strawberry.
“Ushi, don’t sneak up on me!”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
You turned to face him, a slight pout on your lips. Raising your hand, you showed him the many painted strawberries adorning your skin.
“I felt like painting something and eating strawberries, so here,” you explained as your lips curved upward into a small smile. “Luckily, a little water’s enough to get rid of this streak I made here...”
You snatched a table napkin and dipped a corner into your cup of paintwater. Carefully, you dabbed at the red mark, moving upwards to slowly rub it off your skin. Ushijima focused on the intense care and concentration in your gaze, admiring the way your brows furrowed slightly and eyelashes kissed the tops of your cheeks as you blinked.
“There! I’m done,” you grinned as you revealed your completed work. “What do you think?”
He stared at the painted hand you held before him for several seconds before he brought it closer with his own hand and placed a soft kiss to it.
“I like it. It looks nice, like you.”
Embarrassment started to settle in as he lowered your hand from his face, only to be replaced by amused huffs of laughter. Covering your mouth to stifle your giggles, you pointed at Ushijima’s mouth, now peppered with small, faint, red blobs of wet paint.
“Y-You got a little s-something on your face...!” you managed to blurt out despite your chuckles. You snapped a quick picture of his blotched, confused face then continued to type away on your phone before setting it back down on the table.
His brows furrowed in response. “Aren’t you going to show me?”
“Nah. But Tendou will!”
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“You’re sure taking your sweet time.”
You rolled your eyes playfully at his comment, continuing to stroke the paintbrush along the back of his hand.
“Hey, I’m just making sure it looks nice. You’re the one who asked me to do this,” you reminded him.
He smirked through closed eyes, leaning back against the bed frame slowly. “I thought it’d look cute for the upcoming game and I can show it off to my team~ I didn’t realize how long it took, though.”
The bed creaked as he shifted. “Can I stretch my legs out, though? I’m losing circulation, babe.”
You paused your work to move over, allowing him to uncross his legs and spread them along the mattress. He took the opportunity to hook one over your lap. You had to refrain from rolling your eyes once more.
Dipping the tip of your brush in your palette, you positioned his hand on top of his thigh and resumed painting on his skin. You moved carefully, making sure to form the shapes you wanted. You took another brush, one with a smaller tip, and created several criss-crossing lines. Meawhile, Tendou hummed contentedly.
“You’ve been listening and singing to nothing but that song for the past two weeks,” you groaned. “It was catchy first, but now it’s just too much, bro.”
“How else am I gonna pass the time? I’m likewise getting a tad tired so why don’t you hurry up, hm?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m almost there. Be patient.”
Another 5 minutes of his increasingly loud (and annoying) humming passed by before you set down your brush on the nightstand.
“Done! You can open your eyes now.”
“Finally!” he exclaimed, eyelids fluttering open. His red eyes glittered with excitement when he brought his hand to his face, examining the brown circles and criss-crossed tan triangles that adorned his skin. A upward curl graced his lips as his eyes traveled from his hand to your expectant gaze.
“Chocolate ice cream cones?” he questioned with amusement.
“Your favorite treat!” you retorted.
He chuckled. “Actually,” he said as he leaned forward, using his other hand to guide your head in close for a peck to the forehead.
“You’re my favorite treat.”
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koganegawa
“Y/n!” you heard your boyfriend call. He was bounding up the grassy hill towards your spot in the shade, a paper bag in his right hand. When he reached you, he set down the bag and leaned down to give you a quick kiss on your head, taking a seat next to you, cross legged. He leaned into your shoulder, peering down at your hands and the paintbrush in them.
“Ooh, what’re you painting?” he asked, unable to make out where you were going with the few splotches on the back of your hand. He held your hand up closer to his face, squinting. “Yellow circles?”
“Yes, but noo,” you answered, snatching your hand back and hiding it from view. Teasingly, you added, “You’ll see~ It’s a surprise. Don’t look until I’m done.”
“Whaat? Why can’t I know?” Koganegawa complained, leaning closer in an attempt to grab your hand back. In seconds, he managed to topple you both over the picnic blanket. Squirming underneath his weight, you retaliated by pushing his face back and stretching your arm out of reach.
“Because you can’t!” you shouted between laughs. Successfully shoving Koganegawa off, you staggered onto your feet and dashed behind the nearby tree for safety.
“Aw, c’mon, just tell me, pleeasseeee,” he pleaded as he got onto his knees.
“No.”
Silence followed for several seconds before he sighed in defeat. “Fine. But eat with me while the food’s still warm. I’m starving!”
Two rice bowls, a large lemonade, and several sneak attacks from Koganegawa later, you waved a hand over your boyfriend’s eyes. He was laying down on the blanket, arms behind his head as he stared at the sunlight-freckled green leaves overhead.
“Okay, dummy, you can see it now,” you joked.
He sat up and took your outstretched palm, turning it over. His eyes widened at the sight of yellow chicks with familiar, brown tufts on their heads. Unable to resist gawking at their cuteness, he gaped at your work.
“This is so cute, y/n! What are these brown little hair thingies, though?”
You rolled your eyes and raised your hand to play with a strand of his own brown little hair thingy. “I based these baby chicks off you!”
His mouth formed an “o” as realization sunk in. “Huh. Do I really look like this?” he asked, holding up your hand next to his face for you to compare.
“Hmmm,” you rubbed your chin in fake thought, looking back and forth between your painting and your boyfriend’s curious expression. “Yes. You’re a bit cuter, though.”
“N-No, you...”
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lev
You couldn’t help but feel touched when you noticed the childish wonder in Lev’s eyes as he watched you paint small mangoes across your hand. Dipping your brush into the green paint, you finished off your final fruit with two leaves. You spent several seconds blowing on the paint, forcing your piece to dry faster, then offered your hand to your boyfriend.
Before you could ask him what he thought, however, he was already showering you with compliments.
“Woah, y/n, how are you so talented? This looks even better than those pineapples you did last time, and those were really good! I love this, uh, this gradient -- is that what they call it -- you put here with the orange and yellow! You should do avocados next!”
You huffed with amusement. “Thanks, Lev. I didn’t know you were so into fruit. Or art. Or fruit art.”
He shrugged, smiling. “I just like to see you do what you do best. Other than being the best partner, it’s painting these little fruits on your hand!”
A knock was heard on the door and a voice called out, “Lyovochka? I made some snacks and tea for you and y/n.”
The door cracked open to reveal Alisa’s bright eyes and radiant smile. Once her gaze fell upon the paint bottles at your side, it shifted over to your hand, blotched with an array of yellow, orange, and green.
“Oh, y/n, I didn’t know you liked painting! May I see?” she asked excitedly, opening the door slightly wider.
“Of course,” you answered, extending your hand out for her to look.
She stepped inside and gently took your hand to observe the painted fruits. “It’s adorable, I love it!” she swooned. “After snacks, could you paint some for us, too? Or teach us?”
“Having oranges on my hand as I spike the ball does sound kinda cool...” Lev thought aloud.
“Heh, only if you don’t miss,” you said jokingly, pinching one of his cheeks playfully. “But I’d be happy to!”
And thus you found yourselves huddled together in the living room, fruit sandos and paintbrushes in hand as you three attempted to feed and paint on each other. Though it ended up a bit messy in more ways than one, Lev was content with his misshapen, orange oblongs and Alisa in love with her pink-orange peaches. None of you hesitated to show off your matching fruit hands to anybody you came across for the next two days.
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hii can I get todoroki and Deku with a shy gf
(a/n): thank you for the submission!! i hope this makes your day!! ❤
°bnha; the boys with a shy gf
todoroki
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i can already headcanon you two are the purest couple alive
when he first met you he noticed you twiddling your thumbs, looking down at the ground.
"im s-sorry. i just cant get myself to-"
"no, it's fine. im listening."
that warmed your heart instantly.
he made sure he got advice from his friends. didnt want to mess up!
finally allows himself to walk up to you, and confess to you, on the spot. he knew he didnt come prepared but all he wanted to do was to get an answer.
"i like you. it's been like that for so long and i- would leave it to you." that's all he said and it almost put you out. you never knew he had the same feelings as he did. heck, you were happy and shook and tremendously red at the same time!!
you said yes! <3
he loved the little things you do.
the way you pouted when you couldn't seem to solve a question right, that peculiar shade of red when you were told to present in front of the whole class. how you slowly covered half your face behind your textbooks when he complimented your hairstyle for the day.(he still didnt know what you were trying to hide from him. you looked so.... dreamy.)
but when you used your quirk you shone your hidden light. to him, he saw an angel. how could one be so graceful???sometimes he wondered how he got so lucky.
"you amaze me everytime, love."
blushy blush blushed so hard due to the pet name. "shoto! t-thank you. i love you!"
took you a while to process what you just said. so when you did your eyes were wide open. smiling, he replied, "i love you more."
when the two of you are alone, you both share your thoughts, sometimes lasting all the way till 3am. those were his favorite moments with you.
his mom adores you. 10/10 she would make shoto blush with her praises of you. it would take a while to meet his dad though.
meet someone new and you're already hiding behind his back but that just boosts 1000000% of his confidence.
anyone questions your behavior and he glares. (angy bb)
his hugs are so squishy it feels like the best comfort zone for you😢
overall, he accepts you for who you are! he treats you like a queen💫
midoriya
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izuku is the exact definition as adorable.
he immediately notices you and your nature but that doesn't stop him from flustering around you; wondering what did you think of him.
you flustered a LOT too. you feel like you're melting by just observing his features.
what you didnt know was that he was doing the same.
you noticed how he goes red by just saying hi to you. one day, you bumped into him as he was entering the school grounds.
"(y/n)! good m-morning! nice weather, huh?"
this tall, brave freckled boy was shy when talking to you???? have you found the one? oh god how were you gonna respond? panic? no? yes?
"himidoriyaweatherisrealgoodumlet'sworkhardtoday!"
man, did i really have to flop that? you cursed under your breath, sighing.
i talked to her!!! she talked to me!!!he said to himself, clutching his fist in victory.
he takes notes about your quirk from A to Z. never leaves out any minor details. when you learned this little skill of his, it made you feel so special.(you found it cute woop) sure, he takes notes of other people too; but it's the little things that puts your heart at ease.
lots of people had to help him before actually confessing to you. rehearsed his lines, floofed his hair, and held flowers. he wanted to look his best for you.
the both of you have this sensor thingy where if you two meet each other, both of you turn red. blushing sensor? i dont know it's so cute. so that happened.
"i know this is a little too sudden but (y/n), i like you. i-i respect any decision you m-make! sorry...uh..."
you blinked. your heart was pounding so hard. cherry red cheeks fired up.
"i like you too," you managed to utter, smiling. his heart was doing the loop de loops!! ended the tense situation with a hug and with you tearing up.
ahhh his mom loves you so muchhhhh!
number 1 supportive and caring boyfriend
you two train together, study together, have lunch together. EVERYONE ships you two.
if you feel uncomfortable he notices it right away and immediately comforts you.
teddy bear hugs to the max💓
he loves giving you forehead kisses😤(but he ain't gonna reveal it to you hehe)
as long as izuku is here, he will do everything he can to keep you happy.
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