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akutasoda · 2 months

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hello!! 🐊anon here! I'm greatly excited to see the requests are finally open!! I've waited for this moment since december jiji, can I request bsd men (you can choose them but pls add ranpo and grandpa fukuzawa) with a child!fem! Reader (platonic obv) who's like Lucy from Elfen Lied? I've just re-watched the anime but I didn't remember it so bloody O_o" anyways, if you dont know about her, i quickly explain it to you, she is not human she is a diclonius, this race has vectors, which are invisible and intangible weapons and have the shape of arms with incredible physical strength, although they only reach 2 meters. Female diclonius have pink hair with 2 little horns on each side of their head, while males... They are bald and ugly lol 😭. That would be my 'quick' explanation, ofc you can ignore the blood here blood there part, but i'd like it more if you at least describe her as 'dangerous'.

At the end of the day, Reader is not a villain, just a misunderstood girl who has been through a lot, she just wants a hug and to cry in someone's arms :c. Ah i forgot, angst with some fluff if u want :3 you can ignore this if you consider it out of the rules!! Its fine for me i have more ideas to share!! Have a nuce day ill be waiting patiently, take your time and takd care of yourself!!! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

childhood misunderstandings

synopsis - maybe you really were just a misunderstood child

includes - ranpo, fukuzawa, sigma, oda - all platonic!

warnings - fem!child!reader, angst to comfort, fluff, mentions of blood and violence, wc - 1k

a/n: hii! sorry this took so long but hope you're having a nice day! take care of yourself aswell <3

ranpo edogawa ★↷

↪while ranpo may be outgoing, he doesn't really use that to form many relationships with the people he talks to. however he may realise how much fukuzawa's care has affected him when he finds you.

↪he is by no means an idiot, and so he can immediately understand that you aren't as dangerous as everyone made you out to be. some people really just have to do what they can to survive and so for you that meant you perhaps had to hurt some people.

↪he had no issue with offering to take you in just like fukuzawa did for him - he knew fukuzawa also wouldn't have an issue. mainly because he also knew that not many would have the same confidence to turn a blind eye and understand your situation.

↪he always thought your pink hair reminded him of the kind of pink that was on sweet wrappers - he also thought your little ears on the side of your head were adorable.

↪your combative side to your ability mattered very little to him. sure it was pretty cool and very dangerous in close quarters but he never really cared about what other people's abilities were. most times.

↪ranpo can be rather expressing, more often with people closer to him and it's not really physical contact. but he could sympathise with your situation and understand that one simple comforting hug could open a floodgate.

↪and when he does give you the biggest hug you'd ever receive, you really couldn't help but feel a sense of home in his arms (his hugs are the perfect mix of a comforting weight that doesn't feel overbearing)

yukichi fukuzawa ★↷

↪fukuzawa was no stranger to finding troubled children and taking them under his care even if a few were literal criminals - some may say he had that fatherly instinct. so when he found you in a mess of blood he wouldn't think twice.

↪of course he couldn't completely ignore the fact that he did find you in a rather concerning display of blood that was most definitely not yours, as much as he would like to. however he could happily tell himself that people always had some reason for doing what they did.

↪he thought your appearance, because of you ability, was quite lovely. your pink hair rather sweet and the small little ears on the side of your head really made him melt.

↪because of the fact that his ability helped others, that eventually extended to you. in turn making your vectors that much more controllable and therefore stronger. he could agree that your ability's more combative side was dangerous but he wanted to refrain you from using it in such ways.

↪the first time he ever gave you a hug you cried immediately. he was the first person to realise how you weren't dangerous for villainous reasons - when you realised this you grew that much more attached to him.

↪ fukuzawa practically radiates a maternal instinct and he has no problem in helping troubled children. as a result he has no problem when they view him as the father figure they might so desperately need.

sigma ★↷

↪sigma has barely lived his life. he was created 3 years ago and ever since he's been serving duties for the oda and running the sky casino. therefore, he was left with very little time to do anything else.

↪he wasn't quite as desensitized as his colleagues and so when he found you, he panicked quite a bit. the last thing he'd expect to see would be the sight of a young child surrounded by blood from what he could only assume was someone else's.

↪ although, if there was one thing that he had in common with you would be the search for a home - he barely had a past and you had a past full of unfortunate experiences. you both just wanted somewhere to be safe and feel comfort.

↪your ability with your vectors did make him wary at first, mainly because he couldn't see them. but he thought your pink hair and little ears were beautiful and unique.

↪sigma isn't exactly the most forward with any kinds of physical expression. he has probably never received a hug in his life but he would try his hardest to give you that comfort he never had. a home for the both of you.

sakunosuke oda ★↷

↪it was certainly no secret that oda loved kids - more specifically loved taking after them. even after a long day's work there's nothing more he'd like to do than visit the orphans he regularly visits. but he'd never really adopted one of his own.

↪but that all changed when he met you. finding you in a mess of blood that vaguely reminded him of how he met a certain brunette, but this time it wasn't your own. he could immediately sympathise with your situation despite probably not being in a similar one.

↪he probably had the mafia to thank for his desensitisation to anything violent and so you being classed as 'dangerous' didn't mean anything to him. to him you were a child. a child in need of proper care.

↪your pink hair and small ears were loved by the orphans that he eventually introduced you to when he couldn't let you tag alongside him - he also thought they were quite adorable.

↪your ability was the reason you were seen as 'dangerous' but he didn't care. as long as you learnt to utilise the vectors and have complete control, he wouldn't mind - he would also gladly help you learn how to control them if need be.

↪oda would be quite happy to give you a very much needed hug. if you really needed somewhere to know that you were safe and that nothing bad would happen, his arms were the perfect place.

#🐊 anon↩#x reader #x fem reader #x female reader #x fem!reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x you #bsd x you #bsd x female reader #bsd ranpo #ranpo x reader #bsd fukuzawa #fukuzawa x reader #bsd sigma #sigma x reader #bsd odasaku #odasaku x reader #oda x reader

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onewingedangel3 · 2 years

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tanahashi in aprons. thats it.

#hiroshi tanahashi #njpw #wrestling #his hair is so nice aswell pls give me

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mizunetzu · 3 years

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ok fine i'll bite

what if u made a tamaki amajiki fic but instead he's actually the UA traitor 😳 and he's actually a yandere and his target's a gender neutral 3rd year 😳 omg that would be pog

haha jk.. unless?

don't bully me pls i haven't done this b4

Miss miss miss sylviaaa 😀😀😀 I lov u miss sylviaaa

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Tamaki x reader - My Darling’s Pen

⚠️warnings - yandere Tamaki, stalking

Pronouns - genderneutral, they/them

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All it took was a pen.

A pen that dropped from their desk, one that rolled over and knocked against the side of Tamaki’s shoe. He hadn’t noticed them at all for the whole school year, but the moment they tapped him on the arm and said,

“Sorry-can you get that pen for me? It’s near your foot.”

With one of the warmest smiles he’d ever seen, he was smitten. Their voice was tantalizing, sweet and not too loud, and it graced Tamaki’s ears like wedding bells. He didn’t know he was staring until the beauty that was this person waved their hand infront of his face awkwardly.

“...Are you ok?” Their voice was full of worry. Worry for him. Tamaki’s heart swelled with the notion that he was being worried over by someone as...lovely as them.

He nodded shyly, and bent down to swoop up the pen in his hand. Their hand brushed against his when they reached over and grabbed it, and he could still feel his hand tingling even hours after. The person smiled another one of those heart clenching smiles, and looked back down at their paper.

Tamaki couldn’t focus the rest of the period.

——

When the bell dismissing them for lunch rang, and students started getting up from their seats, he once again noticed that person walking past him, talking to their friends. He wished he was part of their friend group. He didn’t know why, but that person just seemed so...cool.

The same pen from earlier bobbed from a hole in their bag’s pocket, and Tamaki cursed himself for staring once more. The pen eventually slipped completely through the small rip in their bag. The pen tumbled onto the ground, and stopped in front of Tamaki.

He picked it up. Should he return it? He looked at the door. No one was there. He was the only person standing in the classroom. Tamaki considered giving it back to them when class ended, but he found himself slowly slipping the pen into his own pocket.

‘It’s a pen’, he thought. ‘Surely they won’t miss it. It’s...it’s a pen.’

He didn’t know why he wanted to keep it so much. It was just that. A pen. He had no use for it-he had tons of other pens that no one asked to borrow because he was too shy to talk to them. It was useless.

But he found himself sitting on his bed hours later, staring blankly at the ceiling while he admired the pen or clicked it once or twice.

It was just a pen...

——

Everyday, when Tamaki would open his pencil pouch, he’d have all these other pens and pencils to choose from, ones that probably wrote way better than that person’s pen, but every single time, his eyes would land on that pen he “found on the ground” and he’d use it.

Fidgeting with the pen after class, he couldn’t help but follow this mysterious pen dropper every single day out to lunch. He wasn’t a stalker, no! He was just...figuring out the right time to return the pen they dropped. The pen they dropped a week ago...

Tamaki saw the familiar mop of (H/c)-colored hair, running past him and to their group of friends that Tamaki just so happened to memorize. He stared at them without shame, until he heard one of them speak.

“Hey, (Y/n). It-it uh, looks like Tamaki-kun wants to talk to you there.” The friend pointed at him, but he only tensed up when their eyes drifted from their friends to him and him alone.

“Oh. Uh, that guy from the big three?”

The person, (Y/n), whispered to their friends. Tamaki’s heart swelled. They knew who he was. He felt a sense of pride. He was important enough to take up space in this beautiful person’s memory. He wanted to be more important, and maybe take up some more space like he never used to want before. He wanted attention when he never used to want attention before.

“...hello?” (Y/n) was in front of him now. They looked straight into Tamaki’s eyes, and Tamaki wanted to look away immediately. He wasn’t ready. He wasn’t sure if he was just nervous like he normally is, or if it was something else. But still...

They smelled so good.

(Y/n) waved their hands in front of Tamaki’s eyes. He blinked, suddenly very aware of how he was lost in his own thoughts. He was about to apologize, and maybe turn to face the wall, until he heard (Y/n’s) lovely, lovely voice.

“You’re really shy, huh? Don’t worry, I can back up if you want me to.”

Their voice was gentle. So gentle, like something fuzzy tickling Tamaki’s nose. It made him want to crawl inside a locker and just breathe. It was heavenly. He wanted nothing more but to just...listen to this person’s kind voice.

“U-u-uh...it’s fi-ine...” Tamaki hated the way his voice was barely audible. It stood nothing against the kind, smooth, god-like voice (Y/n) graced him with. Still, (Y/n) smiled so, so warmly.

“Alright then. Did you need something?”

Oh. That’s right. The pen. He was going to return it. Tamaki began to reach into his pocket, when his hand stopped. He thought about it for a second, then let his hand rest flaccidly inside his pocket, shoving his other one in bashfully aswell.

“I-no...I was just-just staring off into space and I-I guess I was staring in y-y-your direction...”

It was a lie. A terrible one at that. So he didn’t understand why (Y/n) believed him, bid him goodbye with their angelic voice, and let him keep their wonderful pen. He didn’t understand why he didn’t return it either. He needed to...return it. But there was one thing he did know.

That beautiful angel that sat near him in class was named (Y/n).

——

Once you knew someone’s name, it was relatively easy to find out more about them.

For example, Tamaki knew their full name was (L/n) (Y/n), their favorite food was the cafeteria onigiri that lunch rush would package on the go, but specifically if it was left alone to sit for a few minutes to marinate, and he even knew the neighborhood where (Y/n) lived, and how long it took (Y/n) to walk from there to school. 14 minutes and 38 seconds not counting the times they go buy a snack from the convenience store. Though, he wished he knew their exact address.

That wasn’t it, however. Tamaki found himself ‘discovering’ more and more of (Y/n’s) items, whether it be a small keychain hanging off their backpack he purposely loosened with his scissors so it would fall off, or the strawberry scented chapstick that was sitting so enticingly on their desk when they left to the bathroom one day, Tamaki had them all. Nothing too important, though. Nothing that he knew (Y/n) would miss. Just pens and their old loose paper assignments that they threw away, mostly.

And it didn’t help that Tamaki stopped sitting with Mirio and Neijre at lunch, just to purposely sit at a lunch table near (Y/n’s) so he could hear their pretty voice once again. Not too close, but close enough to listen. When Mirio asked, Tamaki told him he just wasn’t feeling very well lately.

But that didn’t make him a stalker, right? He wasn’t overstepping any boundaries...he was just...finding the right opportunity to give back the pen he borrowed. Yeah. That’s it. The pen he borrowed that he actually didn’t borrow. He figured they’d want it back, even though he had countless other little trinkets in his possession, that once belonged to them.

No, no he wasn’t a stalker. He was trying to be a good person and return their pen.

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Ok, maybe it was a bit of an obsession.

Most of his camera roll was filled with (Y/n). Pictures from their social media that Tamaki cropped so he could only see them (and not their stupid friends), pictures he nervously snuck during class or lunch, and even the occasional picture he took ‘passing by’ when (Y/n) was walking home.

He cherished all of them, even printing some out and building a small shrine with the items he stole. He didn’t want his parents to see, so he made sure it was in a box he could hide in his closet.

Once again, (Y/n) walked home from school like always. They took their normal route, as always. But this time, they walked alone. Tamaki was planning to sneak some more pictures—nothing too indecent because even he has some boundaries—but this time (Y/n) was alone.

‘Ah...!’ Tamaki shuffled through his bag, pulling out the small pencil pouch he bought purely filled with stuff ‘borrowed’ from (Y/n). He fished out the pen he’d been planning to return for a month now, and looked back at (Y/n). ‘Nows the perfect time...’

...But he wanted to keep the pen. It was his favorite pen. Even though he had countless other pens ‘borrowed’ from (Y/n), he couldn’t help but feel attached to this one. So he fished out another random pen from the pouch of (Y/n’s) things, before stopping again.

He didn’t wanna give up these either.

Instead, he zipped up the ‘(Y/n)’ pouch, grabbed his normal pencil pouch, and brought out one of his normal pens. It looked similar to one of the countless pens he took from (Y/n), so he supposed it would suffice. Wasn’t he such a nice person? Giving them a pen?

His poor heart started pumping when he jogged up to (Y/n). Some part of him wanted to just...keeping watching (Y/n) from a distance, but he knew he wanted more for a while now. He wanted to...talk to (Y/n). He wanted (Y/n) to talk to him. He wanted to crawl inside (Y/n’s) body and just be (Y/n).

“E-e-excuse me...?” Tamaki’s voice went dry as he touched (Y/n’s) shoulder. He wasn’t worthy of touching (Y/n’s) shoulder, yet like the horrible person he is, he did. He dirtied the perfect shoulder (Y/n) had. How disgusting of him.

“Yes?”

Tamaki fumbled and held up his pen. “You uh-you dropped this in class earlier...”

“...you sure? I mean,” (Y/n) took the pen, and their warm hand brushed against Tamaki’s fingers so gracefully. It sent shivers down his spine, and he wanted nothing more than to just collapse into (Y/n) and breathe in. “I’m pretty sure I wasn’t using a pen today. But this looks like the brand I buy.”

“U-uh!” Tamaki broke into a cold sweat. “I saw it...drop...out of your bag.”

“Oh.” (Y/n) look at their bag, and at the small hole that was in its side pocket. “There’s a hole..that makes sense. Uh, thanks for returning my pen.”

(Y/n) smiled. Tamaki felt like he was going to die. He didn’t deserve someone so kind and beautiful and caring. Granted, no one did. Not even him.

“Are walking in this direction?” (Y/n) gestured ahead. Tamaki nodded, even though he knew very well his house was blocks away in the opposite direction. He soon found himself walking next to (Y/n) in silence.

He had (Y/n’s) attention. (Y/n) was walking next to him. It’s almost like they were dating already. That’s what lovers do, right? Walk next to eachother?

He wanted nothing more but to just breathe in the scent of (Y/n’s) hair. He wanted to worship (Y/n’s) fingers, he craved the bones in their body, he wanted to praise every single nerve and atom that belonged to (Y/n). He wanted (Y/n) so bad.

He was brought out of his trance when (Y/n) stopped at a crossroads. “My house is this way,” they said.

Tamaki shot back with a “Me too-!” Almost robotically. He wanted to see (Y/n’s) house...and maybe memorize their address. Not in a creepy way, though.

“Well...this is my house, I didn’t know you lived so near to me.”

“Y-yeah.” Tamaki watched as (Y/n) bid him farewell, with an angelic ‘thank you’, and walked off towards their house. Tamaki silently memorized his surroundings, every small flower and potted plant that belonged to the angel that was (Y/n), and finally wrote down (Y/n’s) address with their pen on his hand.

He didn’t know what he would do with this info, if he was honest. But just having it made him feel high.

——

Tamaki was going to do it.

Today was the day he would return the pen.

He thought about it for a while. He loved the pen, he never parted with it, but he needed an excuse to find a way to get closer to (Y/n). He’d say they dropped it out of their bag again and maybe offer to go out for ramen or something. He’d just leave out the part that (Y/n) dropped the pen more than 2 months ago.

Tamaki walked around the U.A. campus with the pen in his hand. He ran his fingers through the barrel of the pen. (Y/n) was no where to be found. They weren’t sitting with their friends like they normally did during lunch, so where could they be?

Tamaki was about to round a corner, when he heard voices talking from the other side. He stopped, about to turn on his heel and leave, when he heard angelic bells ringing. (Y/n’s) lovely voice talking to...whoever they were talking to.

“I-I like you, Hatsumada-kun!”

Tamaki went rigid against the wall. He loved hearing (Y/n’s) lovely voice 24/7, even recoding candid audios of (Y/n) answering questions in class or talking to their friends to listen to while he went to bed, so this was the first time he wished (Y/n) hadn’t said anything.

He was waiting for this Hatsumada guy to speak. Maybe he’d try to catch a glimpse of his face so he could—what was he saying? Intrusive thoughts began to flood his mind. He wanted to punch Hatsumada. He wanted to beat him up. He wanted to murder him.

“...I’m sorry, (L/n)-san. I don’t really see you that way.”

For some reason, Tamaki was even more angry than he would’ve been if Hatsumada had accepted their confession. He pursed his lips, and walked away as quickly as he could. His poor (Y/n), their feelings must be so hurt. How could he?

Tamaki long forgot the pen sitting in his hand, waiting to be returned to its rightful owner.

——

After the third tree came toppling down, Tamaki was beginning to think he’d get charged for property damage.

I mean, it was school property, and it was in the training grounds. Angrily whipping his tentacles around or bucking at trees with horse feet could qualify as ‘training’.

Tamaki was left huffing, glaring down angrily at the fallen, mangled tree. He’d never felt so angry before. He was usually a submissive, “avoid conflict-y”person, and he didn’t get angry much, but he felt so angry he could die.

His poor (Y/n). Having to get rejected by scum like that. But even if that pig had said ‘Yes’, he’d be equally as angry. His beloved (Y/n) didn’t deserve someone as undeserving as him. No one did. No one deserved (Y/n), not even himself.

Momentarily turning his tentacles back into his regular limbs, Tamaki sighed and curled up next to the fallen tree trunk. His hands were bloodied up, his knuckles peeling from when he started punching and slashing at tree before he decided to use his quirk. It was probably the first time he’d been so angry.

Tamaki leaned back against the trunk, laying down on the uncomfortable wood. What was happening to him? He felt so mad he could die. He couldn’t believe he was imagining trees as Hatsumada, as he brutally destroyed them one by one. That wasn’t the actions of a hero...

Rustling from two tall bushes caused Tamaki to shoot up, his tentacles shooting out from his back, and probably ripping his shirt up. He stood alert, his wide eyes searching sporadically through his dark bangs. Finally, a man, whom Tamaki was pretty sure wasn’t a teacher, appeared from the bushes, holding a cane and his free arm up.

“I come in peace, Tamaki Amajiki-san.”

The man had a stylish top hat on, and his face was masked with a flat, white mask with black trim. He had a long coat on, and dark gloves that made him look like a magician.

“W-who are you? This is private property-!”

The man kept walking towards Tamaki. “Are you angry, Tamaki-kun?”

“I-of course I’m mad! You’re trespassing, so I suggest you leave before I call-“

“I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about that boy. The one talking to that person you fancied.”

Tamaki went silent. He let his tentacles falter from their alert position, before suspiciously bringing them back up. “H-h-how do you know that! You stalker!”

“Frankly you’re one to call me a stalker.”

Tamaki broke into a cold sweat. He raised his fists defensively. “I-I’m not a-I’m not-“

“But you are, aren’t you? It’s fun to watch the people you love, isn’t it?” A girl grabbed Tamaki from behind by the shoulders, making him flinch as she smiled widely. “I love it too-I love it so much I want to see the person I love all covered in blood...”

The girl unhanded Tamaki, and stepping in front of him and standing next to the taller, poised man. “But they don’t understand our kind of love, do they? The heroes. They think the way I love people is wrong, and they would think the same for you...”

Tamaki pursed his lips. This was manipulation. They were trying to get into his head somehow, trying to appeal to him, trying to convince him that he was just like the scum they were...

...and it was working.

Tamaki said nothing, though his tightly clenched fists and hinged jaw told a different story. He loved (Y/n). He loved (Y/n) so much it made him crazy. He loved (Y/n) so much it made him want to murder Hatsumada. Simple as that. He was trying to convince himself he didn’t, but the sight of him all bloodied up and misshapen by Tamaki’s bare hands made him shiver.

“Y’know, people will call you a stalker for sure if they saw this.” The man was holding up Tamaki’s school bag, more importantly the scrapbook pasted with printed out photos and pressed objects of (Y/n) littered inside. The man flipped through the pages with care. “I, however, think it’s lovely that you admire someone so much you’d make a whole book dedicated to them. How romantic.”

He found himself agreeing. It was, wasn’t it? He cared so, so much, so how could it be weird or creepy or stalkerish? Tamaki shook his head, shaking the intrusive thoughts from his mind. “N-no! Put that back! Why are you here?!”

“We want to make a deal with you.”

“Me?” Tamaki snarled, backed up against a tree. He hardened his exterior in hope of masking his utter curiosity, especially after their understanding of his feelings for (Y/n). They understood.

“You see, learning information about U.A. is difficult when it’s such a prestigious school. But it would definitely be a lot easier if we had an...inside man feeding it to us.”

Tamaki’s eyes widened. “You want me to betray my school?”

“In Laymans terms, yes.”

“Now why would I ever-!”

“Because they don’t understand us. Once they find out you sneak pictures of this person from outside their window while they sleep, they label you a stalker for sure.” The girl held up Tamaki’s scrapbook, displaying hazy printed photos of (Y/n) through their bedroom window. “But us? We don’t judge. We understand. You just want to admire them, and love them the way you do and not be judged. I want that too.”

The man chimed in. “Your school is a judgmental, horrible place. So help us fix it, and join the LoV.”

Tamaki looked down at his feet. He continued. “You don’t need to join us physically. You may still attend U.A., and we will contact you occasionally, when we need information. And surely we will spare you from harm if we decide to attack, as well your little crush.”

Tamaki couldn’t believe he was actually considering it. Well, he also couldn’t believe how angry he got seeing someone being confessed to, or how obsessive his feelings for (Y/n) became. It was all new to him.

...So what was one thing more?

“I’ll do it. I’ll do it on one condition.”

His decision was based purely on feelings. Nothing of what he was saying was logical. It wasn’t morally correct. Still...

The man and the girl both smiled, looked at each other, and nodded. They turned back to Tamaki, giving him a look to go on.

“If I...when I decide to do something...a-and it makes a mess, or I need covering up in any way, promise you’ll clean up for me. Evidence and all.”

Was he really going to do this?

“Whatever you need, Tamaki-kun.”

He was.

The man tipped his hat, and the girl placed the book back in Tamaki’s hands. “We’ll be in touch. If you do anything heinous, we’ll be there to help aswell. Anything for our new traitor.”

Tamaki felt sick to his stomach.

“...y-you guys are crazy.”

“And you’re a lovesick stalker.”

“...I know.”

Tamaki watched as the two disappeared behind the brush. His knees buckled, as he sat back against the disfigured tree truck, and reached into his bag. He cradled his scrapbook as he fished out (Y/n’s) pen that he loved so much, and stroked it scantily. He huddled in on himself, pressing the pen to his cheek.

Soon.

Soon he’d return (Y/n’s) pen. Right after he murdered Hatsumada.

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If y’all didn’t know the man and the girl was mr compress and toga

-Mr. Mizunetzu

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goldencherryhazz · 3 years

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Harry taking care of you when you’re ill

A/n: thought I would write a quick little drabble, because I have a cold and I wish H was here to take care of me! Not proofread, pls don’t copy my work, notes would be much appreciated 🤍

Warnings: just some fluffy fluff

You woke up feeling absolutely terrible, you had a runny nose and sore throat, your sinuses were killing you and to top it all of the other side of the bed was cold because Harry was long gone, having to get up at the crack of dawn to get to the studio.

You didn’t want to move out of your spot, but you really needed to pee and decided you really didn’t want to wet the bed. Moving through to the bathroom you caught yourself in the mirror, your eyes were puffy, nose a bright shade of red, you face a little pale. You groaned you always hated getting colds, having to breathe out of your mouth because your nose was blocked, and food never really tasted the same at times like this.

After peeing, and blowing your nose and brushing your teeth, you decide to take a quick shower to slight soothe your now aching muscles, once you finished you put in a pair of Harry sweats and a jumper of his, drying the hair the best you could with the towel then plopping down on the bed once again. You really wanted a hug from him right now, but the smell of his cologne and the comfort of cuddling his pillow would have to do until he got back.

A little while later you receive a message from him

H ♥️: ‘Hey baby, how are you on this fine day? X

Y/n: I’m okay, I have a cold so I think I’m going to stay in bed all day, how’s the album coming along? X

H ♥️: are you sure your okay, I can leave early if you want me to, don’t want you suffering alone all day. X

Y/n: no honestly bub it’s okay, I’m sure I’ll be able to survive a few more hours without you. X

You smile because you knew he would literally drop everything to come home and take care of you, even if it was just a little cold.

H ♥️: okay, make sure you eat and get plenty of fluids down you, there’s some medicine in the cupboard aswell, I’ll be back before you know it, and to answer you last question the albums coming on great, can’t wait to show you it, I love you baby! X

Harry was a bit concerned for his girl, he knew that you would be fine, but he didn’t like the thought of you being by yourself all day, he knew he would have to try to push it to the back of his head, cause otherwise he would get absolutely no work done.

Y/n: Well I for one can’t wait to hear it, and yes I will make sure I eat and drink lots, I love you too H. X

After your conversation you decided to go and get some toast feeling like that was the only thing you could handle right now and some fresh orange juice, you go back up stairs after grabbing a couple of bottles of water, switching on a Netflix series trying to get comfortable.

This is how you spent most of the day, the more time that passed the more you missed Harry, you had been going hot and cold at various points, you swear you had sneezed about 10 time last in the past half hour, and you even started to feel a bit nauseous even after doing what Harry said. You took some medicine a couple of hours ago but that didn’t really do anything and you couldn’t have any more for a while, the tissue box on your bedside table always slowly dwindling down, you were starting to get frustrated now, all you wanted was to be comfy for more than 5 minutes, but your body wasn’t having any of it.

When Harry crept through the door, thinking you might have fallen asleep he was hugely mistaken, you had the duvet cocooned around yourself so only your face was visible, your lips in a big pout and your little red nose ‘oh baby’ he said making you spin your head round only noticing he was stood in the door with a bag in his hands only after he said those words, you sighed in relief fishing your hands from the duvet and then making grabby hands for him.

He gladly made his way over to you, putting the bag down along the way, he unwrapped the duvet a bit so he could properly hug you ‘I missed you today bub’, you sniffled out.

‘I missed you too baby, let me check your temperature and make sure you don’t have a fever yeah’ he quickly went to the bathroom to get the thermometer before returning to you, turning it on and placing it in your mouth.

‘Keep still for a minute angel’ he gently stroked your cheek, noticed they your face was a bit paler than usual.

Once the thermometer beeped he checked it ‘not looking bad baby, you don’t have a fever at least’ he smiles at you ‘oh I nearly forgot’, he reached down towards the bag before spilling the contents onto the bed, there was vapour rub, your favourite movie, some soup and snacks that your mum used to get you if you were ill when you were little, some more medicine and a box of tissues.

You smile a wide smile, your dimples nearly popping ‘Thankyou soo much bub, your the bestest’.

‘That’s okay angel, anything for my girl’

He leans down, his eyes on your lips, in which you abruptly stop him ‘I don’t want you to get sick too’

‘Well baby, I’ve taken the next few days off to take care of you, but if I have to get sick in order to kiss you then we will just have to have a cold together’

He says not even giving you chance to respond as he kisses your lips, you kiss back with all the energy you have at this point, truly grateful for your loving boyfriend.

After a while you two pull away, ‘you know you would have made and excellent doctor’ she states out of the blue.

‘You think baby, in fact I think Doctor Styles has a nice ring to it don’t you think’ he smiles down making you chuckle.

After a while both you and Harry were settled down in bed in your pyjamas, he warmed up the soup and made you some tea, and you surprisingly didn’t feel nauseous after eating it, he then took the task of putting vapour rub on your chest even though you told him you could do it yourself, but he insisted. You felt a lot better, and it made Harry happy seeing a smile on your face. You were watching your favourite movie as you were laid on Harry’s warm chest, the duvet wrapped round both your bodies, you finally felt comfortable for the first time today and not in need to shuffle around or constantly grab a tissue.

Harry could see that you were trying to fight the sleep trying to take over your body ‘go to sleep baby, I’ve got you’ you instantly complied, closing your eyes, wrapping your arms tighter around him, his hands soothingly rubbing up and down your back.

‘I love you bub’ you say on the brink of sleep

I love you to the moon and back angel’

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missypawz · 3 years

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"we can talk over dinner" pls 🥺👉👈

Petra loved talking to Levi, he was an interesting man, sometimes he didn't say much back but Petra would always see the way his expression changed a little, the look of amusement or the way his eyes would light up when he was interested in something, not everyone picked up on that.

She especially liked to talk to him about things she was passionate about, or even just how the horses were in the stable earlier in the day, he always listened, but today he had to cut their chit chat short, damn Eyebrows and his stupid meetings that he always organised.

"You know- I just went to feed the horses, yours was doing well, I made sure to give her a carrot, she's a good girl." Petra smiled happily, she began telling Levi about the rest of her day too and even her plans for tommorow - he was surprised she always had everything so planned out all the time.

"Petra, I have a meeting."

"Right now-? You better stop talking to me then- or me stop talking to you haha, either way you shouldn't be late." She smiled, rubbing the back of her neck.

Levi hummed but he stayed back for a second, as if thinking something through before he said it. Petra waited patiently, giving him that warm look that he adored.

"We can talk over dinner."

"Dinner-? Are you uh.." She trailed off, not wanting to seem too enthusiastic and embarrass herself incase she had this all wrong.

"Yes, I'm asking you out for dinner, I'll be at your room at 6."

She was a little shocked, that came out of nowhere, she certainly welcomed it though.

Her mind was already running at a million miles a minute, wondering what she would wear, she was already so excited.

"Don't be late." He ruffled her ginger locks and then started to head towards the meeting room, his own face burning up a little bit because he had actually done that. Finally, after he had wanted to get it out for ages. Now, just for it all to go well.

Petra had already hurried back to the barracks, first thing she did was tell Nifa, the other girl was very impressed.

In the end she settled with a baby blue dress, it fell down just to her knees and had some frills on the edges, it was pretty, she'd never had the chance to wear it either, she supposed that was just how it was as a soldier.

"You think he'll like it?" She asked, twirling while looking at the mirror.

"Petra, he'd love you in anything, don't be silly." Nifa smiled, ruffling her hair up affectionately.

"We'll see, thank you for the help." The strawberry blonde grinned, flattening her hair where Nifa had just messed it up.

"You know you're seriously early, you really are eager Petra, well no shame in that I suppose." She patted her shoulder and grinned, sitting her down on the bed to chat until she heard a knock on her door.

"Now go get him-" she pushed Petra up, giving her a thumbs up and a wide smile. Petra opened the door, leaving the grinning Nifa behind her. "Hey Captain- you look handsome.."

"And you...look very beautiful." He said, trying to process the words properly and get them out without messing up. He was horrible with romance.

"Thank you, so..did the meeting go okay?" She asked while closing the door behind her.

"It wasn't overly interesting, same shit as always with the problem of our budget."

"Yeah..we really run low on money, pretty sad when we need more for the things we do- killing titans and all." She walked besides him down the corridor towards outside.

"Yeah, Erwin will figure something out, he always does."

"Of course, so where are we going?" She asked him while they headed out of headquarters towards the town area below.

"..I thought we could get food first, then..We'll just go from there..Maybe look around a bit.." he didn't really know what to do, he had a few ideas but didn't know if they were too soppy, either way, he was sure Petra wouldn't mind the cheesiness of the whole thing.

The captain managed to find a pretty nice restaurant, it wasn't too busy and was quite small, but he preferred it over some busy and noisy place where there were families and kids screaming. They walked down and into the restaurant and found a table, Petra found this whole thing adorable and just great, she never knew he would ask her to a nice restaurant, the place had a good menu too.

They both decided on what they were going to order and got their food, not only did the food look good but it tasted amazing too, Petra wondered why she had never been here before. While talking Levi had said he was going to pay, which straight away Petra disagreed with, saying they should split it.

"Levi we should split it."

"Hey, I asked you on this date."

"Of course but we should still split-" she offered and he shook his head, being stubborn as always.

"You pay for the next one if it'll make you happy, I'm paying for this one."

They finished off their food with Petra chatting about things as Levi just enjoyed listening to her voice.

"That was really nice." Petra smiled and Levi nodded in agreement before getting money out and giving it to the waiter.

"I'm excited for what is next though..if you do want to do anything else of course.." she said as they both got up to head onto the next part of the date.

"Of course, I don't want this to end, so come on." He walked out of the restaurant with her and they began their way to a little spot that Levi had found a while back, it was a small hill that was covered in little flowers were there was a perfect view of the stars, he always loved the stars and he wanted to look at them with Petra.

He lead the way and sat down at the top of the hill before putting his jacket down for them, noting he would definitely need to wash that later.

"You get a nice view of the stars here.." The captain said while looking up towards the sky.

Petra sat down and smoothed her dress down before joining him, looking at the night sky that was covered in stars with a wide smile.

"It's beautiful."

"It is..the stars are nice to look at." He said and put his hand near Petra's.

"Definitey.." she moved her hand too and ended up nearly putting her hand on his, she looked at him and he just kept her hand where it was on his own, liking the feeling.

"You know this is perfect right? A perfect date." She said as she leaned against him a little, feeling him warm in the chilly night weather.

"If you would join me on another date..I'm sure it will be even more perfect than this one."

"Of course I will, that's an offer I'll never turn down." She grinned and kissed the Captains cheek.

"Thank you, Captain."

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Ahhh so soft <3 I decided to add on the date aswell, it needed it just to complete the fluff

Thank you for the request and hopefully you like it 🥰💕

#levixpetra #petraxlevi #fluff #rivetra #fanfiction #levi x petra #petra x levi

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i-need-air · 3 years

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hello!!! i’m here to request a matchup 💘

a male student please!!

appearance

im a girl i’m 5’2 and 45kg, my hair is black with layers at the front and i have blue eyes with pale skin. i have bags under my eyes most of the time because i get literally no sleep lol and i know this is annoying but i have weirdly small hands and feet

personality

my personality type is an esfp or enfp it changes idk and my zodiac is a leo. i’m an outgoing person who enjoys making friends with all different types of people. i can make jokes with my friends for hours and can talk for days on end and not get tired basically i have a lot of energy, i’m quite loud and out there sometimes but i do still get shy aswell. i have anxiety or panic disorder which is where not being able to order my own food in restaurants comes in. i tend to get a bit irritated or aggressive during panic attacks which is really shitty when i know people are only trying to help. i’m a dancer and i like to style clothes in my free time because it’s like a nice stress relief i also absolutely love shopping and fashion. i sometimes bake to calm myself down if i feel panicky it’s a nice distraction from everything. i love to party and go out with my friends whenever i can but sometimes will just want to watch a movie preferably a 90s/00s chick flick by myself. some of my bad qualities are my insecurities,i tend to make jokes insensitively and i can be a little to sensitive sometimes. my biggest fears are spiders and everyone being sick and tired of me because i know i can be a bit much and need some reassurance. i’m also not very good in school and struggle with some basic things which tend to make my anxiety run high i just need some help with it usually and then i’ll be good. anyways i think that is it i hope i’m not forgetting anything. i’m sorry if this was to long!! thank you and ily <33

Aggressively throws Inasa at you! Have him! YOURS! I think it's not just Inasa. I feel you'd do great with someone that could match your energy and passion so maybe Mirio too. Leos need someone to keep up with you and Inasa's perfect! Also, you're tiny and adorable and he's giant. I love this???🥺 Omg, i just checked & he's a libra TOO AAAAAAAA!!!!!

Inasa:

× Inasa is in love with your attitude from the get go. I'm serious, I feel it's an instant spark and attraction. The more he spends with you, the more he's enthralled and takes zero time to ask you out.

× You're very drawn to each other. He matches your energy with ease when you're in a social situation and your relationship will be easy-going. I feel you'd still butt heads [everyone in a relationship does] but everything would be solved so easily???? No grudge or anything, he doesn't want to hurt you and will seek to solve a problem as straightforwardly as possible.

× He completes you! Inasa would be one to help you out with your panic attacks in a surprisingly thoughtful way. He might come out as brash and impulsive but you'll grow to see just as resourceful and intelligent he is, specially emotionally intelligent. Absolutely doesn't mind ordering for you and putting himself in the center of attention just so you can take a breather. You're safe with him!

× He's very vocal and verbal affection is his thing! You'll know you're loved, appreciated, trusted, adored. Everything. You'll know? Lmfao, mb, THE WORLD will know. Also, where them spiders at? He yeets them away with a flick of his wrist and holds you close. Is a big goof about it, saying he'll protect you always and legit, he will.

× Intelligent guy, he'll help you with school with no problem. Remember he was going to get in UA with recommendations, right? I'm serious, don't feel shy around him about it because he does it with all his heart and just wants some pecks on his cheek [give the babey some kisses bc he simps for u hard and u deserve the world and pls🥺💕]

#inasa x reader #noire writes #valentine event

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(2/3)I also love math and sciences and want to work in those fields in the future. I actually in love with music and the way it makes u feel I know how to play the piano and can sing. I listen to aesthetically pleasing and punk songs on a daily basis. I am also a fairly good painter and love to draw and Paint in my free time. I painted all my friends calculators so yea. I committed to my aesthetics and try to make my fashion portray it aswell .I am naturally tan.Brown short hair & eyed . 5'4.

(1/3)Hey can I ask for a haikyuu matchup. I am an infj whose a ravenclawish huffelpuff . I am REALLY loyal with my friends but if they need there head to be straightened i wont hesitate to do so. i dont put up with anyone’s bullshit either if some ones offence i will call em out but other wise I am really kind and caring to the people around me . I am quite easy going and free spirited but if I feel like an odd one out I get really insecure.

(3/3) I m usually passive unless assertiveness is needed and thrive on independence.ILOVE little things that make me happy like watching a good tv show ,having a really good conversatio with some one.LOVE TEA AND HOT CHOCOLATE WITH ALL MY HEART(unironically drink horlicks)rainy days are the best.I really enjoy a day out with my good friends but i also really value my time alone to focus on myself.HUGS ARE MY THINGB OK CUDDLES I AM THERE.Iam big ass crackhead am not afraid to show people who I am

Hi!!! I’ll answer on this ask so you can get the notification!!! I really do hope you like who I matched you with bc it was all so clear to me and also he is one of my top two favorite characters (I’ll leave ya for a wild guess on the first ;D ) BUT I hope you like it and I hope you like him and you like this!!!! (Ishmel let me use the name and I have consent to do so so there’s that!)

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I ship you with: Yamaguchi Tadashi!

Yamaguchi was paying attention to math class, writing down the tasks that had to be done in teams and ready to pair up with Tsukki, when the teacher handed out the pairs that were to work together. He felt a small jolt down his spine, already hoping that whoever he was to work with he got along with, or that at least they were not judgemental. As he was deep in thoughts you approached him; “Hi, I’m Ishmel I think we are supposed to be working together”. He blushed, as you had caught him off guard, Tadashi shook your hand and smiled, accentuating his already red cheeks, “Yamaguchi Tadashi, nice to meet you”. He scoot over so that you could sit besides me. Yamaguchi is not a good conversation starter, so for the beginning he just made kind remarks and handed out ideas for the math work; silently admiring the art scribbled on your notebook and how cute your clothing was, specially how cute you looked on it…wait what? He blushed shaking the thought away. He really hit it of with you as a partner, he was grateful to have someone so kind and nice with him, so he had no problem opening up. While he was working he noticed you took his calculator, and started to absentmindedly draw on it. When you noticed him looking you quickly handed it back, apologising for the intrusion as it was almost a custom of you to draw on your friend’s material. Yamaguchi shook his head and handed it back “No please continue! It looks amazing and you are just getting started, I actually like it!”. Smiling you complied and the two of you kept on working.

The project was finished in about a week, a week in which the both of you got to know each other pretty well. Yamaguchi was slowly falling for you; he found your personality amazing, he loved how kind you were but how you knew how to stand your ground and call people out when needed. He also loved how open you were with what you loved, Yamaguchi loves science and talking to you about it was always so amazing, like you just got each other so well, and bonding over shared interests the two of you became close friends. He admired your skills, he loved to see your drawings and if you showed one to him he would tell you that you are really talented. He fell in love with your free spirit and honestly all about you but poor Yams did not think you would like him back, he was so smitten.

Yamaguchi had been teased by Tsukki non-stop on how he had not told anything to you yet. Naturally you had gotten pretty close with the tall blonde too, even if you had to stand your ground against him sometimes. Tsukki knew you would say yes if Tadashi asked you out, and was frankly annoyed at him for not doing so, so he called him out. Yamaguchi decided that he would try, he was going to ask you out.

Yamaguchi approached you, his face redder than ever, his hands shaking like crazy. He sucked in a big breath and handed out some beautiful markers with a little heart note attached. “Ishi…would, would you want to come with me? Like…on a date?” he spurted out, already tasting defeated even before you answered. However he was taken aback when you hugged him “Of course Dashi, I was hoping you’d ask”. He was such a gentleman, he passed for you to your house and took you to your favorite tea shop, he was beyond happy with how it turned out.

You two are goals together, your relationship is like a powered up friendship but with all the perks of being out like kisses and unlimited cuddles. This boy loves cuddles, at first he was shy but after a while prepare bc he is a cuddle-bug. He respects your alone time and likes that you respect his too, he appreciates that you do call him out if he ever does something wrong. He loves how genuine you are and when you are a little sillier he finds it hilarious and sooo endearing. He is very proud of you overall and is your number one supporter.

Headcanons

He loves to listen to you play the piano and sing, he actually has a very sweet voice so he likes to join you.

He loves to see you draw like he cannot get enough of it, he loves everything you do

He will slowly grow more confident and he is very honest with you, he would never hurt you but he is good when giving feedback.

You and him like to trade music, he likes the punk songs you listen to and hopes you like his taste in music

He is very detailed oriented and will make small things just to make you smile, he loves your smile

Your conversations always flow, they are never superficial, silence is never uncomfortable

Rainy days always consist of being cuddled in the couch, drinking tea and chocolate while watching your favorite shows and movies

Pls go to his matches to show him support, if he pinch serves and sees you cheering on him (bonus points if you draw him a cardboard) he will melt and he will give it his all.

#yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi #haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu matchups #haikyuu matchup

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imagine-wannaone · 7 years

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Kang Daniel Hogwarts Au!

So I thought, hey, how could I start this blog? A Hogwarts au! Please nice I’m only a small bean~ •Kang Daniel is your friendly neighborhood Hufflepuff, •(Could also high key be Gryffindor but Hufflepuff Daniel!!!), •He’s probably prefect because let’s be real could he be anything else?, •Also one of the teams chasers, •You’re Slytherin who’s also a chaser so yanno, You’re competitive, •And when you pass each other in the halls you always shout playful jeers at each other that are SO BAD, •"Hey Y/N, they say laughter is the best medicine, everyone would be healthy if they watched you play.“, •"Was I ment to be offended, Kang? The only thing offending me is your face.”, •You can’t help but laugh at eachother/your selves because they seem to get worse each time, •But Daniel is a goof with you and it’s probably just what you need, •(Don’t we all need a lil bit of goofy Daniel?), •Although sometimes he makes you want to scream, •You were in potions and making a potion that would flash colours and fizz (because it’s pretty yanno) but yours would only turn dull blues and browns, •So here comes Daniel with this pot of whatever, •"Here Y/N this should brighten it up.“, •Next thing you know it’s a neon orange and FIZZING, •Although fizzing isn’t a strong enough word because that stuff is like a bowl of Coco pops on crack, •Long story short you manage to loose your eyebrows and could only see in black and white for a few days, •Daniel walks you to madam Pomfrey, Apologizing all the way but you can see him laughing when he thinks your not looking, •So you hex his hair to turn pink but he actually turns out liking it, •So you become his new hair stylist, •The Slytherin stereotype is to be great at potions but nope, not you, •So you reluctantly start working more with Daniel because, despite a few rare hiccups that are generally hilarious, he’s pretty good at potions, •And you’re brilliant at transfiguration so it works both ways and you end up spending so much time together that others start to think it’s suspicious, •And, honestly, so do you, •Daniel always catches you at breakfast or lunch and asks for help in something or another, •And then when you get round to it you can tell he’s lying and is actually perfect, •You confront him each time and it always goes like, •"Huh, I guess I’m just better than I think I am,” •"So can we head off, I heard Jisung and Seongwoo are going to See who can eat the most Puking Pasties in a minute" •"No, come on Y/N, we’re here now we might as well just stay, do you want to go for a walk around the lake?“ •And you can’t say no to him, because when he asks you it always makes your heart flutter in a small way that you crave, •Anyway, •It’s the final quidditch match of the summer and boy are you ready to WIN, •The score is 130-160 to Hufflepuff and you aren’t having any of it, •One of your team mates manages to steal the quaffle (right as the snitch has been spotted) and launches it at you, •Just as you throw the ball the bludger comes flying at you and damn is that thing fast, •You fall off your broom and are dangerously hurtling towards the ground but you don’t care because the quaffle has just gone through the hoop, •But then u realise, •Damn what happens when you hit the ground? •But before you know Daniels swooped down and rescued you like a damn knight in shining armour with a huge grin as you gather your surroundings and rest your hands on his shoulders for support, •You giggle a little when you see the shine in his eyes as he leans in slowly, •Woojin’s the commentator "And just as we where all about to never be able to watch Quidditch again, Kang Daniel flies in to save us all from being scarred and- LOOK AWAY KIDS! JISUNG YOU OWE ME 5 GALLEON- and prof. McGonagall would like you to know Hufflepuff have won” •Your kinda salty Hufflepuff won but you’re going to have to live with it, •That trip to Madame Pomfrey is a hell of a lot of pain but, hey, Daniel doesn’t leave your side, •Dating Daniel would be like before but x10, •More awful jeers but just as everyone thought they couldn’t get worse, •"Hey Y/N, you need more quidditch practice, not only do you fall off your broom but you fall for me.“ •"So you can catch me but not the quaffle?” •Everyone groans, •But you guys are giggling, •Dates to the astronomy tower late at night where you’d talk about your worries for the future or your deepest thoughts, •Or, •Dates to the kitchen where your joke around and give Daniel a beard with whipped cream, •The room of requirement used atleast twice a week to be able to chill and cuddle together in peace, •Everyone knows about you guys so constant teasing, •Your THE couple in Hogwarts even the first years know and everyone comes to you for advice aswell, •"you’re asking me to help when I’ve got that dork?“ •You love him really, •You both get eachother goofy hand made Christmas presents, like a poorly stitched pillow that says ‘My Boo’ in changing colors because you’re cheesy, •You could be walking to the nearest park to your house in the holidays and suddenly Daniel will apparate , grab your hand and you’re off to a new location he’s found that are always so damn pretty, •Daniel talks you over and you ultimately become part of the pink hair Squad,

Ta da! So it’s nothing spectacular but I love Daniel and Hogwarts headcanons! Hope you enjoyed~

(Also I gotta say I’m heavily inspired by imagineproduce101 because they’re great pls check them out)

#kang daniel #produce 101 #broduce 101 #wanna one #harry potter au #hogwarts au #fanfic #og admin

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ilovethings-somuch · 7 years

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Get It Right (12/?)

Sebastian Stan/Reader

Disclaimer: um okay so this is like all smut. 18+ only I don’t know how this happened and I’m so sorry. We get back to the normal fluffy shit next time. So yeah anyways, there’s smut and swearing and probably a smol amount of fluff. and a daddy kink because, reasons. Also this is my first time writing smut so if I could get feedback that would be really awesome!

(last part)

The rest of the day was successful. Seb was surprisingly artsy when it came to pictures and we were both able to get some good shots. We took a few cheesy selfies together aswell, but those were not instagram worthy.

I decided I wanted to make dinner since I was tired of eating out so we made a quick stop at the grocery store on the way back to his apartment. I made parmesan chicken with risotto and a salad. I think I was just as impressed with how it turned out as Sebastian was. I used to cook all the time while I was living at home and not working much, but lately I haven’t had the time or the desire. Risotto was one of my favorites, but the chicken was an adventure. Sebastian helped me cook by keeping my company by the stove while I stirred the rice. Wrapping his arms around me and peppering my neck with kisses until I’d moan and he’d remind me to focus on the food. Clearly we were back to him being a constant tease.

We drink the rest of the white wine from making risotto with dinner, so I’m feeling a little bubbly by the end of the meal. Sebastian offers to clean up since I made dinner, so I sit on the counter, sipping wine, while he washes dishes. Once everything is cleaned up and put away Sebastian moves to stand between my legs. He takes the glass from my hand and sets it down behind me as he leans in and presses his lips to mine. Being on the counter is a nice change from our usual height difference. I feel more in control as I wind my fingers through his hair and use my legs to pull him closer. His tongue fights mine for dominance as hands move to pull my ass closer to him. I gasp into his mouth as I feel his growing erection ground into me. His lips move to my neck and I wrestle with the buttons on his shirt. Pushing it off his shoulders I run my hands down his chest, memorizes the plains and valleys. The skirt of my dress had bunched around my hips a while ago so it was easy for Sebastian to pull it over my head. He made quick work of my bra as I undid his belt. I pushed his pants down his hips, I quickly grasp his erection, pumping my hand. His mouth has attached itself to my breast while he kneads the other with his hand. I start pumping him faster before he lets out a low growl against my throat.

“Okay, stop, stop” he says gruffly. I immediately stop my movement but don’t take my hand away. “I just, I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that. And I really need to be inside you. Bedroom?”

“Hm no, I’m okay here”

He quirks his eyebrow at me for a moment before deciding not to question it. He quickly removes my panties and takes his pants all the way off before pushing his lips back to mine. He rolls on a condom that he seemed to pull out of nowhere before lining himself up with my and rubbing his length alone my pussy.

“Wait, I have a better idea” I quickly hop off the counter and turn around, rising on my toes to lean over the counter enough to give him a good view of my ass. He doesn’t seem to hesitate before lining himself up and pushing in. He starts slowly at first, letting me get used to his size. Finally I have to tell him I need more and he grabs my hips firmly before rocking faster into me. My moans increase in length and volume as the coil in my stomach tightens. “Seb, god, I’m gonna, I’m gonna” I say in between breaths

“Come on baby, I’m right behind you”

I let go immediately, mumbling and moaning before I feel his rhythm falter as he twitches inside of me. He wraps his arms around my waist and leans over me, not pulling out as we both come down from our highs. After our breathing returns to normal he pulls out and disposes of his condom. He puts his briefs back on and I grab his shirt to wear.

“So um, did you call me daddy?” he suddenly asks. My eyes widen at his words and my mind races back, trying to remember.

“Did I? Oh, god. I’m sorry we never talked about that, I guess is just slipped out I don’t-”

“Calm down, I wasn’t complaining, I just wasn’t sure I heard you right. So, you got a bit of a daddy kink?” he teases.

I cover my face with my hands to hide my embarrassment. “Maybe” I mumble into my hands.

“I could get used to that.. Do you have other sexual preferences I should know about”

“Nothing specific but I’m definitely open to trying some different kinks” I peek at him between my fingers.

“Really?” he questions. I just nod my response. “and you think you’d want to try them with me?”

“Yeah, of course. I want to do everything with you. Oh, also. I like being told what to do” I say with a playful smirk.

“Oh god you’re gonna kill me” he groans as he closes the distance between us once again.

After a long day (and night) of activities I quickly fall into a deep sleep. Only to be woken at god knows what hour by Sebastian pressing wet kisses down my back. I whine at him for waking me up “What are you doinggg?”

“I wanna fool around”

“Oh my god are you 12? You want to ‘fool around’” I use air quotes to make fun of him. “Seb it’s what, like 3am? I’m tired”

“You can sleep in all you want tomorrow, come onnn” he whines while moving his hand down my bare stomach. I gasp as his fingers move along my slit and he sucks a spot on my neck.

“Seb” I breathe, his hand stops

“What’s my name?” he breathes against my neck.

“Fuck, Daddy, please”

“Good girl. Now, hands and knees” I scramble up as soon as he releases me, getting in position. He moves so his head is between my legs before pulling me down to sit on his face.

“Fuck,” I moan along with other incoherent words as he flattens his tongue to lick a long stripe, stopping right before hitting my clit, he repeats this a few times before I’m begging him “god, stop teasing, please”

“What do you want?” he asks, pulling his mouth away completely.

“Touch me, please daddy”

“I’m pretty sure I was doing that”

“Fuck you, you know what I mean”

“Well if that’s how you’re going to act..” he pushes my legs to that I roll off him and end up on my back next to him.”

“What the hell Seb?” I groan in frustration. My use of the wrong name earned me a slap on the

thigh, seeing as he couldn’t reach my ass. “Fuck, okay. What the hell Daddy?” I say sarcastically.

“If you would stop being a little bitch about everything maybe I wouldn’t have stopped” he climbs over me, straddling my hips before placing his hands on either side of my head. “Are you done?” he asks, looking me in the eye.

“Yes, I’m sorry daddy. Please, I just want you to touch my clit”

“Good girl,” he says stroking my head. “But I think you’re going to have to make it up to me” he sits up on his knees and shuffles forward so his semi-hard dick is in front of my face, “Suck” he commands.

I lick along the bottom of his cock to the tip before swirling my tongue around the head. Precum has gathered on his slit and I lick it off, moaning at the taste of him. I finally take him in my mouth, using my tongue to massage the underside of his length as I try to take in more of him. I can’t relax my throat enough to get him all the way in my mouth so I use my hand to take care of what I can’t reach. His hands run through my hair as he moans slightly with my movements before suddenly pulling away.

“Good girl” he mumbles before replacing his dick with his pointer and middle finger in my mouth. I immediately suck on it, imitating the movements I was just doing. He moves to the side of me before pulling his finger out of my mouth and moving them down to my core. His fingers slip easily between my folds and he pumps his fingers while rubbing my clit with his thumb. I writhe under him as I come closer to my peak.

“Oh my god, yes, keep doing that. Fuck, I’m gonna cum” words keep tumbling out of my mouth as he pumps his fingers faster, hitting my g-spot. I’m on the peak of breaking for what seems like eternity, but it won’t break until Seb tells me I can cum. “S-daddy, please. Let me cum” I pant.

“Come on, baby girl” that’s all it takes before I clamp my legs closed around his hand and I twist away from him as I ride through my orgasm. I cover my face with my arms as I come down, trying to calm my breathing. Sebastian moves up the bed to lay next to me, stroking my sides until I move my arms away. “You okay?” he asks, slightly unsure.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m great” I say while pulling his face down to mine. “You didn’t get to though” I suddenly remember.

“Yeah, it’s okay. You look pretty worn out”

“Oh shut up, I can get you to cum”

“I really, I want to be in you though. I don’t want to just have another blowjob”

“Oh, uh okay. Do you have lube?”

“Yes?” I replies, confused. Before reaching towards the nightstand and tossing my the bottle.

“I just get really tight right after I cum so this should help” I say before putting some on my hand to rub along his length and my slit. “How do you want me, Daddy?”

“No, I’m doing being daddy for the night. Just lay down”

“Ah vanilla missionary it is” I tease.

“Shut up,” he says against my lips before pushing into me. I’m always more sensitive after I orgasm so with him stretching me it creates a mild burn. The lube helps a lot and before I know it my second orgasm is building. “Shit, I’m gonna cum” he mumbles against my neck. I move my hand in between us to rub my clit so that I can come along with him.

“Come on, Seb” I moan when I’m close enough and his rhythm falters shortly after. I clench around him as my own orgams hits, he tries to keep pumping through both our orgasms before he stops and simply lays on top of me.

“Sorry that was fast” he says into my neck.

I draw circles on his back and press a kiss to his head. “Seb it was great. You made me cum twice, which for me is pretty impressive. Plus you had a lot of buildup do it’s totally understandable that you didn’t last forever once you actually got inside me.” I try to assure him.

“Okay” he rolls off me and I moan slightly at the lost feeling of him filling me. He moves the blankets so that we’re both covered again before spooning up against me, I fall asleep instantly.

When I wake up it’s 11:30, and I’m sore. I mean, I hadn’t had sex in like 8 months. And Sebastian is insufferable, like seriously, how can he just keep going? Anyways, I get up to take a shower while Sebastian is still asleep. I turn on some music in the bathroom, hoping it’s not too loud and hop in the shower. I close my eyes letting the hot water run around me, relaxing my muscles and washing the dried sweat away. Suddenly I feel arms wrap around my from behind and I jump at the contact.

“Sorry, baby” Seb says sleepily against my neck.

“No, it’s okay. Good morning, did I wake you?”

“I don’t think so, but either way I’m glad I got up for this” I twist around in his arms and place a chaste kiss to his lips before reaching around him to grab the soap.

We take turns washing each other in between tired kisses. When my fingers are pruny and the water feels cooler we finally brave the cold air of the bathroom and get out.

“The meeting for the apartment is at 3” I tell Seb.

“Okay,” he says while checking the clock “Want to get lunch and then go there?”

“Oh yes, I’m starving”

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