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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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Can I Request some cute headcanons with a fem so dating Nemu?

tysm!!

Nemu with fem! s/o General HC (SFW + NSFW)

decided to write these two requests like one cause it's pretty similar..! Hope it's okay..! <3 damn I can write for Chuoku's ladies for hours and never get tired omg.. Also, in this request Nemu joined the 'Party of Words' at her own will, if anything.

femreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;; also oral (giving+receiving);;

SFW:

-Pampering you. A lot.

-Even during TDD time, when she was really young, Nemu showed some materiality to people around - from her older brother to Ichiro and Kuko.

-So of course now, when she meets you, her dearest girlfriend, she will show even more deep love and care, as she values you a lot.

-Cooking for you every day. And I mean every day.

"Nemu, I'm serious.. You shouldn't spoil me like that.." - you mumble with a small sigh, eating another delicious meal from your girlfriend. Well, despite you literally trying to scold her, you can't help but consume her cooking with gusto. Meat is juicy and warm, and rice so delectable and flavoursome..

"Ahh? How can you call a simple dinner as something that can spoil you, dear?" - she giggled, with her cheerful smile.

"Well, but you already have enough tasks in your job.. You should think about your own well-being in the first place, not shoulder the responsibility to feed me..!" - you furrow your brows, trying to actually look angry, but it's kinda hard when you see this cute loving face and caring gaze of your darling.

"For me it's just another way to tell you how I appreciate you.." - Nemu sits next to you and caresses your hand with which you hold the spoon. - "Here.."

With these words she takes your hand and forces the spoon in her mouth to eat a piece of meat.

"See? If I eat it together with you, you will not be so angry, hm?~"

-If you love some exotic food, bring it on! Nemu loves to learn new things and try them, and even if it's not something that unusual but just some meal she never cooked before, she would work hard to prepare it for you.

-Oh, and if you don't really know how to cook she would absolutely love to teach you a little. She is a soft and gentle teacher, yet she wouldn't tolerate too much mess in the kitchen.

-Like;; Nemu does love to fool around with you, but not that much during cooking, as I think she values any products very much and doesn't want to spoil any food.

-But at another time ? Sure. Really good in tickle fights and love to make you giggle.

"Hehe, do you really think you can escape me?" - A playful voice comes after you when you jump into the bedroom from the living room, running away from your girlfriend.

"Aah, Nemu, stop! It's more like tickle hunting than tickle fighting..!" - you can't help but giggle, actually enjoying this childish goofy side of her.

But she quickly chased you and caught up, pushing you into the bed. Even when Nemu acted like that, all bratty, her mischievous smirk was too adorable. Her bright sweet face looked even cuter with such naughty expressions.

"You already want to admit defeat?" - low and evil chuckle, absolutely feigned, escaping her lips as she grabs your waist. - "I don't tolerate people who give up easily, and your penalty will be twenty tickles to both sides.. But you can pay fine with kisses. One kiss equals one tickle, understand?"

"Huh? Nemu, you're really bold today..!"

-Yet you're the only one to whom she's showing this silly side of her. Most of the time, especially during her work hours, Nemu is more cool and calculating, acting so serious..

-You absolutely love to stay overnight in her place just to see her getting ready to work. As soon as she changes into her uniform she starts looking so stunning, mesmerizing you with her fragile but stoic figure.

-Always looking in the mirror with such a stern face, fixing her service cap with her graceful hands.. Just to look at you and instantly get softer again, as she absolutely adores your sleepy face early in the morning.

"Mm? Are you still drowsy? You don't have work today, as I remember, so you can stay here and relax a little.." - she chuckled while putting on her gloves, watching as you yawn.

"Okay, director.." - you mumble, falling back in her soft, still a little bit warm bed and burying yourself under blankets.

"Director?" - a surge of laughter menaces to pass her lips when she gets closer to you, petting a blanket hill where you were hiding. - "I'm just a Vice Chief, you know.."

"Mm.. You should look in the future, you know, manifesting things by saying them.." - you came out from under the blanket and giggled. - "Also, is it actually okay for me to stay here for too long? I mean, I'm not part of the government and anything.."

"Well.." - as soon as you show up your face Nemu leaned closer and kissed you. - "If you will be quiet and good then it's okay.. So no games, my dear.."

-I think that all women who work in Party of Words live in Chuoku, and Nemu also has apartments here. But she can't bring you here for too long as the rules state that only worker's spouses can live on a permanent basis inside too.

-So she would start thinking about finally marrying you. Of course Nemu already dreamed about turning you from her girlfriend to her wife, yet now she will approach this matter more seriously.

-Probably will consult with Ichijiku, as these two are closer in work. Poor Nemu just wanted to ask if there were any altars in Chuoku and when it would be better to have a wedding, so it wouldn't disturb her working schedule just to receive a whole list of things with a bunch of tips and recommendations on the top from the Deputy Prime Minister.

-Ichijiku definitely sees her as her younger sister or something, I swear. So she wants you two to have the greatest party in the whole world, even if you two originally planned just to have some quiet wedding.

-"You look absolutely stunning in this dress, Nemu.. More like a goddess than a bride." - you mumble under your breath, standing with her under the altar, holding hands together.

You spend so much time making all these decorations with balloons, bows, and ribbons.. But honestly during all events all you see is your beautiful darling in her mesmerizing, charming wedding dress. - "It feels like I'm in a dream.."

"This is the fifth or sixth time you have told me this, s/o.." - her small giggle tickles the depth of your soul, as even this familiar sweet voice sounded more lively and beautiful today for you. - "You also look so entrancing, my dear. I want time to stop right now, just to admire you a little bit more.."

You squeeze her hands, feeling as your heart starts beating faster and faster.

"Try not to fall unconscious when we'll kiss, alright?" - Nemu smirks, watching as your face blushes and turns pale at the same time. Yet you can see through this vivid playful behavior that your bride is also really nervous, such loving shy sparkles in her bright pink eyes..

"I-i will try.." - you nod with a small trembling sigh and whisper. - "It seems to me or Ichijiku is filming us right now..?"

"I think she was filming the whole evening.." - Nemu giggles, getting closer. - "What's wrong? You're so shy over the fact that our first marriage kiss would be recorded?"

".. stop toying with me like that.. Or I actually would fall.."

"You only would fall into my arms, dear wife.."

-Now, when you're married, and live together.. Uh, your spouse gets even more overprotective.

-Nemu was always so caring towards you, sending texts, asking about your well-being during work hours, or cooking for you, like I said before.. And now she's even more clingy towards you.

-Any scratches, even a small one? She would treat it, lovingly scolding you without rancor for being so clumsy. Have a really tough day at work? Her arms are always open to hug, and Nemu is willing to listen to all your problems, patting your head and letting you cry on her shoulder. Of course she'll treat you with your favorite snack after and then cuddle you before you fall asleep in her embrace.

-Oh, or maybe you have a pain back after sitting on your laptop for too long or your tummy hurts during periods? She would provide you with some light massage just to soothe your tensed muscle and make you more relaxed..

-In short, Nemu is always so solicitous, ready to support you. Her absolutely unselfishness makes you shy sometimes, as you also want to delight your dearest wife with some care and attention. Even someone so joyful and lovelinnes as she needs some warmth and support too.

-So relaxing in your hug is her favorite way to relieve stress now, because now she can enjoy your warm embrace every day. And it feels like she never gets tired of the softness of your body, exactly opposite - now your wife cuddles you almost at every free moment, peppering your face in small kisses.

-She prefers some light, quick kisses, especially during the day or if you are outside apartments, on dates or just in store. But when you're all alone, just waking up or getting ready to sleep, some long, soft and passionate kisses is what you both need, sharing the depth of your love through gentle touches.

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-I don't think she has too much experience or experience at all, being really shy and insecure here.

-So it would be great if you will be the one who leads in bed, encourage her with some praise and compliments.

"Nemu, you were all giggly and playful all evening, and now completely shy.. Is something wrong?" - you can't help but tease your wife a little, admiring her bright pink cheeks as you get on top of her, hands already roaming on her body.

"Don't laugh at me..!" - she whispers with furrowed brows and pouty lips, looking away. - "You know.. I'm just kinda anxious.."

"Mm? Well, you can always stop me, okay..? Don't push yourself and tell me immediately you're uncomfortable.." - you look at her with a serious face before leaning closer and luring Nemu into a passionate, deep kiss, slowly taking off her clothes.

But when you finally see her divine captivating body, you also get silent, absolutely hypnotized with her figure.

"Nemu.. you're like an angel.. or goddess.." - you gasp, nor being able to look away from her smooth skin and at the same time too ashamed and excited to look at such beauty.

"Oh..? It looks like you're shy now, aren't you?" - even absolutely embarrassed, Nemu keeps teasing you back, trying to calm down this rapid pace of her heartbeat. Her trembling arms reached your waist, quickly getting under the fabric of your shirt. - "Come on, you should please with something too.."

-Only some gentle, slow sex with many strokes and touches, as you two share lots of kisses and cuddles, whispering sweet nothings to each other's ear.

-For her, these intimate moments are very important, more like bonding between your souls than bodies, as Nemu tries to show all her possession to you through compliments and touches.

-In some days she can be a pillow princess, just enjoying as you pepper her whole body with kisses, slowly getting lower and lower.

-Just sometimes, after hard work, she's too drained and wants to be pampered too, so you show her another great way to forget about any stress, sitting between her legs for hours, kissing her thighs and licking her trembling folds. Her bittersweet wetness is just so tasteful, you can quickly get addicted.

"Mm, Nemu, everything about you is so sweet.. Your personality, your voice, your appearance.. Even your juices.." - you tickle her pale skin with hot breath, lapping on her clit, making her high pitched voice even more weak with such words. - "You're like candy.."

-Nemu is a sensitive girl, and the way she is always melting under your tongue, grasping at your hair is so cute.. You can watch as she becomes more and more into a trembling moaning mess forever.

-But on some days, especially after you live together for quite a long time, your wife gets more bold, trying to be as served in bed as in usual life too.

-Always so gentle and careful, making you all drenched with her soft kisses on your clit and light licks on folds. It's not like Nemu wants to tease you (maybe just a little bit) or make you beg, she just wants to take some good, long time with you together.

-"Don't squirm too much, s/o.." - she giggled, playfully pinching your shaky hip. Just when she starts to be so naughty? - "Or I will stop.. Hehe, don't look at me like that now! If you will be more obedient, then I'm willing to please you for the whole night today.."

#hypmic x reader #hypmic imagines #hypmic #hypnosis mic #nemu aohitsugi #nemu aohitsugi x reader #party of words x reader #party of words #hypmic Nemu #hypnosis mic Nemu #chuoku hypmic

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favoniuscodex · 3 years

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abrupt confessions (xiao & diluc)

prompt: “you’re oblivious to their advances and they’re getting frustrated” pairings: diluc/gn!reader, xiao/gn!reader word count: 1.4k warnings: fluff, emotional constipation (it’s xiao and diluc)

a/n: sorry that xiao’s hcs are a bit shorter than diluc’s, i’m still getting comfy writing him. this is a part of my 50 follower celebration! please let this one show up in tags this time tumblr

DILUC

diluc never really considered himself an expert in romance. in fact, if you ask him upfront, he’d tell you that he barely knows anything about courting and how to charm someone.

but jeez, he didn’t think it’d be this hard.

as you sit at the counter of diluc’s bar after hours, excitedly trying new types of drinks that he’s concocted, diluc wonders how he’d entered the friendzone this badly.

he literally just handed you a non-alcoholic, bright pink, raspberry flavored drink he called love potion and you had taken it with a smile and complemented diluc on what a great friend he was.

diluc doesn’t feel entitled to your affections. he understands if you didn’t like him back and would respect whatever decision you made! but he at least hopes you’ll acknowledge the fact that he likes you so you can talk about it and get the conversation over with.

despite his bravery on the battlefield, he’s a bit nervous about telling you that he likes you straight to your face. however, this feels like the hundredth thing diluc has tried to subtly flirt with you.

he’s just glad kaeya isn’t here to laugh at his failed attempts. even kaeya picked up on diluc’s crush on you before you did.

all of the subtle tricks that diluc had read about in gossip magazines (yes, he had resorted to those) in order to get you to notice him were just coming across as friendly actions.

as the two of you struck up a small conversation about your last commission, diluc wanted nothing more than to ram his head through the counter of the bar.

“just ask them out,” kaeya had told him. “they’re not going to pick up on subtle hints.”

as much as diluc didn’t want to admit it, maybe, just maybe, his brother was right about something.

the days passed by and no matter what diluc did, you interpreted all of his advances as friendly. a bouquet of cecelias? what a nice housewarming gift! a nice bottle of dandelion wine? what a generous gift!

“(y/n), we need to talk,” diluc finally states, after his umpteenth gift in his attempt at courting you went without proper acknowledgement.

you look at him in concern, worried about his tense tone of voice. “did i do something wrong?” you ask, nervousness seeping into your words.

diluc’s eyes widened slightly. “no, no, it’s not that,” he assures you, quietly noting your sigh of relief. “actually, i think i might have done something wrong instead.”

“huh?” you respond. “i apologize if i gave off the impression that i am mad at you, i can assure you that i’m not.”

“no, no, it’s…” diluc sighs, trailing off. how should i put this? he asks himself. you’re clearly not lured by lavish gifts or swayed by acts of service, so he really has only one option left: telling you in a straightforward manner. it’s best to be forthright, he reassures himself.

“i like you.” diluc confesses, causing a radiant smile to spread across your face. this is it! diluc thinks to himself. they’re happy with my confession and they like me ba-

his thoughts are interrupted by your response. “aw, i like you too! you’re one of my best friends!” you chirp, your smile still persisting. you were happy with diluc finally being able to adequately express his emotions! you knew he struggled with that sort of thing and platonic affection was always difficult for him to express.

“no, (y/n), i like you in a romantic manner,” he states, his voice slightly dull. it wasn’t the most romantic of confessions, but diluc was exasperated. there was only so much he could do.

“oh, uh, yeah,” you scratch the back of your head as you feel your face heat up. this was awkward. what he just said certainly sounded like a confession but... “i... knew that? haven’t we been dating for the last few months?”

any emotion diluc had on his face is quickly replaced with an expressionless mask and dull eyes, but you knew diluc well enough to know that this expression meant that he was experiencing several forms of sheer panic.

you laugh nervously and lean in, placing a small kiss on his cheek. “i just thought you were being super chaste in courting me,” you confess, but diluc still looks dazed.

“if…” he begins, causing you to pull back ever-so-slightly. “if we’ve been dating for a few months, then can i..?”

diluc’s words trail off, but his subtle glance down to your lips lets you know exactly what he means. you smile softly and give a nod of permission as a scarlet blush spreads across his pale skin.

he leans in, his hands cupping your face gently, as if you were made of the finest porcelain, and kisses you, clarifying the confusion the two of you had accidentally held with each other for months.

XIAO

xiao, over his long lifetime, has learned many things. he’s quite certain that almond tofu is the tastiest food in all of liyue, wangshu inn is the place that irritates him the least, and the polearm is the best weapon for fighting.

however, one thing he has not learned is how to court someone -- especially when that certain someone is a fragile mortal.

he’s not quite sure how to court you, so he starts doing things for you that he would like others to do for him.

when you visit him, he offers you a piece of almond tofu. he offers to kill any foes that stand in your path. he offers to sit with you at night and watch the scenery together.

this type of courting lasts for approximately 48 hours. xiao is a forthright man, never having desired to beat around the bush. he’s not impatient, but he knows he only has a limited portion of his life to spend with you.

so, as you plan to exit his room in wangshu inn after spending time reading on his balcony while he brooded silently in the chair next to you, xiao realizes it’s now or never.

as you stop to open the door, xiao calls your name, causing you to turn around and look at him inquisitively.

before you can ask him what’s wrong, the adeptus puts his hand by your head, effectively pinning you between him and the door with one arm, leaving room for you to wriggle away if you felt uncomfortable.

“i wish to court you,” he states in a low tone. his amber eyes pierce into yours with an intensity you’ve never seen in his gaze before, but a soft vulnerability swims within their depths, disappearing as quickly as you notice it, like a skittish fish seeing a shadow.

“oh,” you breathe, overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation. the air between you and xiao is now thick enough to cut a knife through.

seemingly coming back to his senses, xiao drops his hand abruptly and takes a step back. if he wishes to apologize, he shows no indication of doing so. instead, his unfaltering, analytical gaze tries to interpret the emotion within yours.

“alright,” you respond, after a few more seconds of silence. “i’ll gladly let you court me.”

a soft exhale escapes xiao’s lips upon your confirmation and a soft, bashful smirk crosses his face, before he surges forward and pulls you close in a hug, hands splaying across your back.

you let out a small noise of surprise, but smile as xiao buries his face into the crook of your neck, conveying the emotions he had trouble expressing. you wrap one arm around xiao’s torso, returning his hug, and the other hand sneaks into his hair, playing with the fluffy green locks.

“thank you,” he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin.

“hm?” you respond, not having heard him properly, but rather than repeating himself, he only tightens his grip, as if he was afraid you would fall through his fingers. you begin to worry until you feel him smile, causing a soft smile to spread across your face as well.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #xiao x reader #diluc x reader #genshin impact scenarios #diluc headcanons #diluc scenarios #xiao headcanons #xiao scenarios #*xiao #*diluc #*writing #*headcanons

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lunaastoir · 3 years

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Hi! I really enjoy your writing so is it alright if i request xiao, diluc, childe with an idol s/o where one of their old stalkers come back or they just recently had a stalker in general but with how busy they were since they’re an idol they don’t even notice? And something bad happens (i cant think of anything</3) Thank you very much !!

hi anon!! a million apologies since this is so late but i hope you like the fic <3

there also aren’t any explicit details for anything bad happening - i briefly touched on subjects that you may not have control over, i hope that’s ok!

warning (?): struggled a bit on this prompt so i apologize in advance if this isn’t my best work LMAOO

gn! reader

tw: hints of assault, slight angst, very light abuse if you squint

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xiao

now xiao is a very observant man but he's also extremely busy keeping liyue safe

he makes it a point to always come to your shows even if you don't actively see him bc he cares a lot abt you and he enjoys listening to your music ‼️

it's normal for him to sometimes get lost between his own world of demonslaying and the world he shares w you

so one night, he's hanging on the rafters of a house with the perfect view of your singing

everything goes smoothly, he sets his spear down while lightly swaying his head to the music

the concert ends and fans disperse after you say your farewells

a night like this is rare since for once, xiao can walk home w you back to the inn sweet boy really cleared out his schedule for you huh

you're unsurprised when you see him materialize next to you, opting to flash him a smile and a hello

his cheeks are lightly flushed as he crosses his arms before talking quietly about how well you did

he relishes in the wide smile you give him as a result of his praise and he lets the corners of his lips curve upwards slightly

the quiet bustle of the harbor seemed to slow down as the night grew longer

since this was a fairly large concert, you had boxes among boxes of equipment so xiao decided to make your life easier by quickly flying them to their appropriate locations

when he got back however, he was surprised to see you talking animatedly with someone

he didn't think anything was wrong until he saw the person trap you between the stage and words filtered into his ears

your back was painfully pressed against the stage wall as you defiantly met their gaze. after xiao had left, they had immediately come over to you: first introducing themselves as a fan and making amiable conversation, before divulging in personal details of your life that made your skin crawl. you weren’t helpless, you always had your weapon on hand regardless of whether you were performing or not. the way they pushed you against the wall however, made it near impossible to summon your sword should you need it.

they leered down at you while balancing an arm against the wall next to your head. you had dealt with things like this before so you weren’t overly worried; you could defend yourself. you almost felt pity for the person in front of you as they asked for your number with a sadistic grin, disgusting words tumbling off of their lips. however, that was before you felt their cold fingers idly make their way to your stomach and you felt your breath hitch. oh no

the telltale sound of whooshing alerted you of xiao’s presence, and the press of the tip of his spear against their jugular brought you relief.

“back away” he tightly growled while his golden eyes narrowed into slits. they stared at him in shock before holding their hands up and moving to step a foot away from you.

“farther” he motioned with his spear before stepping in front of you as you attempted to collect yourself.

“ok ok, i’m far away can you put your spear down now?”

“no.”

you mentally cursed as you watched the two of them glare at each other. this was supposed to be a carefree night but this unfortunate twist made the air thick with tension. you could feel the anger radiate off of xiao in waves and in an effort to deescalate the situation, you spoke.

“i’m glad to meet such an...avid fan but i’m sorry the two of us must get going now” you hastily said before attempting to grab xiao’s hand and walk off past them.

the next words had you halt your steps as they divulged their secret.

words painted in careless arrogance with hints of violet overconfidence flew out of the person’s mouth - “judging from the weeks i’ve been following you, it didn’t seem like you had a boyfriend”

at the mere mention of prolonged stalking, xiao immediately lunged to pull you behind him. god, he didn’t kill mortals but he swore if he plunged his spear into this human being right here, no one would even blink twice considering how low of a person they were.

“if i ever see you near them again, i will not hesitate to kill you. i won’t blink twice, i already have blood on my hands.” he ground out.

at the threat, the person grudgingly turned their back to you before leaving the two of you alone in the quiet harbor.

you carefully reached a hand out to touch your boyfriend’s shoulder, but stopped after you saw the expression on his face. the mix of rage, sadness, and anguish imprinted his features as you watched his chest rapidly rise and fall - a result of his emotional battle.

“i’m sorry i didn’t notice them before. i should’ve been paying more attention to you” he whispered before silently striding away from your grasp

you knew that no matter how many reassurances you gave him about how, “it’s not your fault xiao, i didn’t notice them either” he would still blame himself.

he was supposed to protect you right? so why couldn’t he sense the danger beforehand? what would’ve happened if he wasn’t there?

it’s still a learning process for him to realize that things happen, and he inevitably couldn’t be there to save you from everything. he needs time to understand and adjust. you’re willing to wait, patiently helping him through it. why? because love is worth it.

god im sorry this ended up kinda sad whoops

diluc

i swear everytime i say i’m a childe simp diluc kinda wrecks me

ahem anyways onto the hc!

he’s kinda never around but similar to xiao he will overwork himself to clear out an hour or two just to watch your concerts

he’ll always stand off to the side too so if you tilt your head while you’re singing you can spy his red hair

you always flash him the sweetest smile and this man blushes like CRAZY before quickly lifting his hand up to give you a thumbs up

everyone watching the both of you like 😍😦

people think it’s the cutest thing i swear like c’mon the elusive “bachelor of mondstadt” being seen in public supporting you??? wow pls can we share him

he walks with you back to the winery, the entire time linking his hands with yours while gushing about your performance

1939248/10 it’s literally the sweetest thing

the next day however, adelinde brings you a pink letter addressed to you

he doesn’t pry because it’s addressed to you and it’s your business but as the letters start coming by everyday, he starts to grow curious

one day he straight up just asks you about it

“hey, you know those pink letters you keep getting? who are they from?”

you laugh slightly at his bashfulness and respond with a “just some overexcited fan” and he smiles before kissing your forehead

he loves that people are noticing your talent

loves it! until you get stalked by the same person who wrote you those letters while you were shopping!

diluc knows something’s wrong when you rush into angel’s share panicked after not returning his usual smile.

“darling? are you ok?” he asks worriedly before quickly setting down the glass he was cleaning to move towards you.

the widening of your eyes as you looked behind you at the sounds of someone else entering was all he needed to swiftly step in front of you, blocking their gaze of your face.

the slightly panicked look in your eyes before you hurriedly whispered, “they’re following me” made diluc glance at them subtly out of the corner of his eye. he watched as they walked over to find a seat next to the bar, seemingly ready to order a drink. he quietly asked if you would like to sit in the room reserved for the employees, away from their prying eyes. your hasty nod was all the confirmation he needed for him to let you access the door behind him.

the night went by fairly smoothly with kaeya’s usual teasing and venti’s usual begging for alcohol. diluc’s eyes narrowed however, when the person seemed to ask him questions regarding you. things like, “i heard you’re dating y/n... they’re amazing, how long have you been together?” and “do they live with you at dawn winery?” diluc answered these questions as short as he could, trying to convey with his body language that he truly did not want to talk to them.

everything was going well until he made the mistake of leaving the bar unattended. he had briefly forgotten about your residence in the room behind him as his mind immediately gravitated to breaking up a brawl. when he returned, the half drunk glass of liquor combined with the person’s absence from their seat, caused sparks of worry to light up inside his chest.

turning to the door, he knocked once.

“is everything alright in there love?”

the sounds of things rustling about and the occasional muffled voice had him opening the door quickly. he saw you with your arm being held tightly in their grasp, your mouth muffled with their hand, while you strained against them by pulling at your arm.

diluc immediately made his way over to you, quickly pulling your arm away before letting you enter into his embrace.

“get out.” the venomous words clawed their way out of his throat as he looked at them with eyes that screamed hatred. his blood was boiling as his mind replayed the scene; your scared expression and their greedy eyes.

diluc didn’t need to repeat himself twice as they ran out, trying not to trip over crates of wine. he made a mental note to find out who they were in order to make sure they never came near you ever again.

he quickly looked down at your form, relaxing slightly at the sight of your tentative smile. “my knight in shining armor” you joked before softly nuzzling your head into his shoulder. the anger had yet to dissipate from his veins, and although he knew you were still shaken up, he was sure you would be fine.

a pink letter placed on the table next to you caught his eye, and he made sure to quickly pocket it as he led you out, gently jesting with you about the “unnecessary amount of wine barrels in here, diluc this is a safety hazard!”

he would deal with this person later.

childe

ayo AYO ITS THE TOY SALESMAN

ok tbh he’s very rarely around so he unfortunately cannot make it to all of your shows

dw tho, he will try his hardest to be there for the ones he’s in town for bc what is he if not your number one hype king???

ok kinda creepy! alert

he’s tasked two of his subordinates to keep watch over you whenever he’s out of the harbor

it’s not anything creepy,,, he just gets extremely worried abt you and wants to make sure you’re safe

sO when he gets a ransom note??? he’s understandably confused but also very much freaked out

bc did they not know who he was??? the fact that they thought they could get away with holding you captive was quite honestly kind of funny to him

very stressed and angry tho - hides it behind a facade of smiles but he’s raging

takes him only a few hours to track you down bc he had everyone and i mean EVERYONE looking for you

the note crunched in his hand as the harbinger made his way towards windrise. his pace was erratic, long legs rushing towards the small cave his agents had found. they were bordering the perimeter of the enclosure, careful to not alert you or your captor of their presence. childe’s subordinate head had calmly stated that childe need not come out to rescue you, the situation was under control and they could do it for him. however, childe’s sharp gaze along with his sickly sweet words of “thanks but no. i’m coming out to see this sorry asshole for myself” had the agent backing away apologizing. he wanted to see the look on this person’s face before he shoved their sorry ass into the abyss himself.

as he reached the opening of the cave, he glanced over his shoulder at his head agent; a silent warning to keep the area sealed. his blue eyes glinted with a thirst for blood before making his way into the cave, sealing off the exit with his body.

“well well, playing games with the love of my life are we?”

his teasing words reached your ears as your eyes immediately found the face of your boyfriend. you weren’t horribly scared, just a little shaken up and sore from the bindings on your wrists. relief coursed through your body at the sight of him. you needn’t put in your plan of getting out of these bindings to fight your captor yourself anymore.

childe’s eyes quickly scanned over your frame, making sure you weren’t hurt. at the state of you completely unharmed, the harbinger let his heart calm down slightly. you were completely ok.

“wait a little longer, love? i promise this will be over soon”

the wink he sent you had you lightly rolling your eyes at his antics before he directed his attention back to your kidnapper. if your captor wasn’t scared before, they were certainly shaking in their boots now at the sight of childe’s twin hydro blades rotating playfully in his hands.

“listen, all i want is the money-”

“and all i want is your head”

your boyfriend smiled after cutting them off. the severity of the situation truly seemed to sink in at that moment before pleas of mercy fell from your captor’s lips, desperate to escape the bloodthirsty gaze of the harbinger. childe’s eyes flickered over to yours where you sat there, with your head ferociously shaking. a silent “no.” he sighed before swiftly bringing his arm up to hit your captor on the head, effectively knocking them out cold.

his hands worked at the ropes holding you and he gingerly rubbed at your bruised wrists. you silently thanked the archons he could never say no to you. archons forbid what would've happened if you hadn’t said anything. while you were explaining what happened, the young man quickly scooped you up in his arms before walking out of the cave.

you playfully hit his shoulder while muttering “drama queen” but you stopped when you saw his face morph into an expression of seriousness. you had informed him on the situation about your captor revealing themselves to be a recent stalker of yours, completely oblivious to the look of frustration on his face as he freed you from your bondages.

“i was scared you know.” he quietly divulged. “i knew that it wasn’t anything extremely serious but i... i was still scared”

you swore as you looked at him in that moment, he had turned ten again. the youth of his face betraying his vulnerability.

you quietly hummed before tangling your fingers in his hair. “i hope you know it wasn’t your fault. it wasn’t anyone’s fault. not even the two fatui agents who you sent to stalk me while you were away.”

he quietly laughed at that before mentally filing away a reminder for a lecture to those two agents in the near future.

“i’m just glad you’re safe. i know you can save yourself but i’ll always be here. i still wish you would let me take care of your asshole kidnapper myself though.” he pouted jokingly.

“i’m sure the millelith will lock them up for a long time.” you laughed sweetly.

his usual smile reappeared at your antics. maybe he didn’t get to beat your captor up and do...much worse. however at the end of the day, your smile was still intact regardless of what happened. that’s all he wanted.

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starglow-xx · 3 years

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hello! may i request headcanons for chuuya having a crush on someone who's dense? like he could ask them out in the most straightforward way possible and it would still go over their head?

yes, yes of course you may!

sorry this took so long! my computer was out of commission for abt a week (or two..??)

but this is also my birthday writing piece for chuuya!! (4/29/21) i even added a small drabble thingy in addition to the hcs for the occasion hehe

from where i am, it is about fifteen minutes past midnight so it’s officially chuuya day here!!

happy birthday chuuya i love you! you deserve the whole world and everyone is willing to fight tooth and nail to ensure your happiness! we love you! 💗💗

anyways, i hope you all enjoy this! i kinda had some writer’s block but it was still a lot of fun to write! there might be some mistakes, but i’ll scan over it again later. reader is gender neutral! have fun!

chuuya having a crush on a dense! reader

nakahara chuuya x gn! reader

im cackling somebody help him

he’s frustrated bc you can’t take a hint or a thousand but he can’t even be mad bc he’s whipped

“look at you all dressed up today, wanna go out later? my treat?”

“oh really? thanks chuuya-san! you’re such a nice friend. i’ll go invite the others right now, i’ll see you later!”

“...”

fast forward to later in the evening and he finds himself at a little restaurant with the black lizard + higuchi and akutagawa

sigh

in unison all of them go, “thank you for the meal chuuya-san!” (except aku and hirotsu are quieter & and gin just a nods hehe)

“no problem” (ꐦ ´͈ ᗨ `͈ )

gin only pats him on the back in sympathy

he spends a lot of time trying to think of ways to make it absolutely and undeniably clear that he has feelings for you

he always fails

“(y/n) i like you”

“i like you too chuuya-san”

“really?”

“mhm”

“t-then will you—”

“you’re a really great friend! and superior too”

“...nevermind”

“oh were you saying something?”

“nah, just forget about it”

tachihara is laughing in the corner of the corridor

dont worry, chuuya made sure to get back at him

chuuya’s been pinning after you for years and frankly, his failed attempts to woo you has lead everyone to the breaking point

and i mean everyone

yes, even aku

hell even dazai

but dazai also thinks it’s funny, so he doesn’t mind all that much

okay bye bye dazai-san this headcanon set isn’t abt you rn

PLEASE EVERYONE FEELS SO BAD FOR HIM

they knew even if he kissed you, you still might not get it

so they decided to help him

super secret mission get chuuya and (y/n) together is a go!

they’re still working on a proper mission name, don’t mind them

they had a super secret strategy meeting!

you can bet your ass that they nearly got nothing done

akutagawa & kaiji weren’t much help, neither was higuchi, mori, or elise

tachihara nearly got killed for a thoughtless comment

“just tell them chuuya-san!”

“i already fucking did you ass!”

gin, hirotsu, and kouyou were the most helpful !!

hirotsu and kouyou both agreed on the idea that chuuya should try courting with bouquets of flowers instead of flat out asking you bc they knew you found them pretty

(even if you don’t identify as a female, flowers are for everyone no matter gender or sexuality! so let’s normalize giving flowers to everyone <33 )

gin didn’t speak but she used cards to communicate

everyone knew that you weren’t stupid (you wouldn’t have survived in the mafia if you were) but they did know that you were only stupid when it came to all this lovey dovey stuff

i mean, if chuuya gave you flowers every so often, there’s no way that you wouldn’t piece it together at some point

right...??

but kouyou assured him that even though you wouldn’t get it right away, you’d appreciate the gestures and that he’ll stand out more

she even said that if someone gave her flowers, she would appreciate it, whether or not she reciprocated their feelings

it takes guts to be so up front with your feelings after all

gin and hirotsu only nodded with her explanation

once again, this only provoked a reaction out of tachihara

“what do you know gin? i get the old man and kouyou-san, they’re grown, but you? what do you know abt courting? or flowers? what are you a girl?”

akutagawa choked on his cough, higuchi on air, and on the other side of yokohoma at the ada, dazai is cackling

yes, dazai somehow placed a listening device onto chuuya’s hat and was listening in

don’t ask how, it’s dazai

“DAZAI GET YOUR BANDAGED ASS OFF THE COUCH AND STOP LAUGHING”

anyways

the next day, chuuya did what was barely discussed and for once, things actually started to look up

until they started look to down again

at first, it actually looked like you understood his intentions after he gave you a bouquet of flowers

literally everyone was leaning against the opposite hallway you two were in and then they got excited !!

especially chuuya !

but then your expression sort of changed...??

and then in their heads they simultaneously went, “oh no”

they knew that expression

it was very familiar when you tended to friend zone chuuya

but boy let me tell you what you said next made them facepalm and or make their jaws drop

“ah, so you really are friend zoning me huh chuuya-san; what a shame, i really did like you”

LEMME TELL YOU WHEN I SAY THAT CHUUYA WAS DISTRESSED I MEAN HE WAS DISTRESSED

you liked him??

him of all people??

he wasn’t complaining, no of course not, but he still couldn’t believe it

but that wasn’t what he was really focusing on right now

what in any form or language did it say he was friend zoning you?!

flower language apparently

chuuya chose to buy the bouquet of yellow roses, pink carnations, and yellow carnations bc he thought you would appreciate the brighter colors, and so that you’d remember them better (because remembering them, meant remembering him)

but ooh boy

altogether, they meant the exact opposite message he wanted to send

someone help him pls

“you see chuuya-san, yellow roses mean friendship, pink carnations mean gratitude, and yellow carnations mean rejection; sooo in a nutshell, these pretty much say ‘thank you for being my friend, but im rejecting you”

no one can tell if tachihara is crying or wheezing

and dazai is having the time of his life

yes, he started listening in on him again

and chuuya is just stunned

like speechless and unmoving stunned

is he just bad at this whole courting/dating thing?? it’s only been one day and of it and somehow he was the one doing the rejecting??

“thank you for the flowers chuuya-san, i’ll be going now; i’ll make sure to let this affect our friendship. i’ll see you tomorrow!”

you passed by the not so subtle group of people

“tachihara-kun..?? are you alright?”

just for context, he was leaning his forehead against the wall using his forearm

again, it was hard to tell whether he was crying or wheezing

“i-im okay (y/n)-san...i think c-chuuya-san has it worse than me”

“...okay..?”

BACK TO CHUUYA

he’s still frozen poor baby

but it’s okay bc after like 5 more seconds he’s chasing you down the hallway you were walking in

kouyou, with a knowing smile on her face, ushers everyone away towards the opposite direction

she received some whines (ahem, tachihara and mori) but silenced them by summoning golden demon

but it’s okay

if they run fast enough, they can see what happens through the security cameras

chuuya caught up with you and tried to explain everything but he was exhausted

emotionally, physically (bc since when did you walk that fast??), and generally just tired with the whole situation

he just wanted to call you his; was that too much to ask??

as explosive as he can be, he can be calm and collected too

and he really did try to be that way as he talked with you but it was very difficult at the moment

the dumbfounded and confused look on your face his face twitch with annoyance and his heart started beating faster bc god you were cute

BUT THATS BESIDES THE POINT RIGHT NOW

thank goodness after what seemed like years, you finally somewhat understood what happened

you didn’t understand completely but it was something

The two of you stood in the middle of the unusually empty hallway facing each other, you with the bouquet still in hand. It was quiet as you and Chuuya assessed the situation.

You looked at him skeptically and he stared right back you with his gorgeous blue eyes.

“...So you do like me Chuuya-san??”

“Yes”

“And you were trying to court me just now, not friend zone me??”

“Yes”

You got most of your questions out of the way, but there was something that you’ve been wondering about for quite a while.

“...So you’re not gay for Dazai-san??”

“Yes, im not wait—GAY FOR DAZAI?? THAT MACKEREL??”

Chuuya did a double take. What in heavens name made it seem like he liked that suicidal maniac?? Why would he choose him if he had you?

Like he would choose him anyways; or ever consider him as a possible romantic partner.

“Oh, so you are?”

“NO! I SAID I LIKED YOU DIDN’T I?”

“Well yeah, but I thought you liked Dazai-san too. As annoying as he is, he can be quite charming—”

He was out of patience at this point (nope definitely not because you were talking about Dazai who told you that?) and just decided to kiss you.

You immediately melted into the kiss and kissed him back with the same amount of love and feeling.

Letting the bouquet fall to the ground, you wrapped you arms around his neck and his put his on your lower back and brought you closer to him. After a few more moments, the two of you broke apart for air.

The two of you, slightly out of breath, leaned your foreheads against each other and just basked in each others presence.

Chuuya looked into your (e/c) eyes and asked you just a little bit above a whisper, “Now do you get my intentions and feeling?”

You blinked at him before breaking out into a grin, “Hmm I’m not sure; do you wanna do that again Chuuya?”

The red head only blinked back at you before rolling his eyes, a smile present on his handsome features, his heart fluttering at you using his name with the honorific.

“Dumbass”

Smiling cheekily at him, you pressed a kiss on his cheek and started dragging him towards the lobby to take a walk around the building perimeter, knowing that the two of you can’t be too far from work.

The way down to the lobby was mostly in comfortable silence until you said something that made Chuuya want to bash his head against the wall.

“You know, you could’ve just told me you liked me Chuuya. It’s not like I would’ve said no.”

Once again, as the rest of the more power mafia members watch from security cameras, it is hard to tell whether Tachihara is crying or wheezing of laughter.

omake !!

The two of you just started making your way around the building when suddenly a very familiar voice came from Chuuya’s prized hat.

“Chuuyaaaa!! It was about time you stopped being a chicken, Chibi!”

Removing his hat from his head, he started yelling at it not knowing exactly where the listening device was planted.

“TEME! HOW DID YOU—”

“And (y/n)! I would congratulate you, but I think I would rather offer you my condolences. Why him?! He’s just a slimy slug. OOH OOH how would you like to join me in a double suicide?! A shame it won’t be a lover’s suicide but it’ll annoy Chuuya so I think it’ll be worth it! ”

“YOU—”

“And please don’t kiss while I’m listening in. You made me lose my appetite! And it was such a shame! I was eating crab using Kunikida-kun’s money! Do you know what you’ve cost me?!”

“DAZAI YOU PIECE OF—”

“Ah! Kunikida-kun is here! I have to go!”

You can hear something is the background that vaguely sounds like, “DAZAI YOU WASTE OF BANDAGES STOP USING MY MONEY”

“DAZAI DON’T YOU DARE LEAVE IM NOT DONE WITH—”

*Click!*

The click sound from the hat revealed that Dazai disconnected.

Chuuya twitched and glared furiously at his signature hat hating that the voice he hated the most came out of it.

“Aww, I didn’t get to talk to Dazai-san”

Chuuya whipped his head towards you, a look of mock (or real) betrayal showing on his features.

You laughed at him before taking the hat out of his hands and placing it on his head.

He shyly looked away before muttering a thanks making you smile wider. Just as the two of you were about to start walking, a small explosion erupted from his hat; it was likely that Dazai made the listening device self destruct.

“DAZAI YOU BASTARDD”

At the Armed Detective Agency, a certain suicidal maniac hid from the wrath of his current partner as he thought about the wrath his old one.

“Hmmm I wonder if Chuuya would finally stop wearing his ugly hats if I blow all of them up...”

as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3

writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize! the reblog button is there for a reason

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x-chubby-reader · 3 years

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Hey, how about hcs Ushijima,Terushima, Bokuto and Kuroo getting jealous when their chubby s/o being hitting on right before their eyes 🥴 what would they do? Might as well do nsfw a lil' bit? 🥺

Thank you! I love your works ❤🥰

Jealous Haikyuu Boys + !NSFW!

Ushijima, Terushima, Bokuto, and Kurro x Plus size reader

A/N - Hope I brought this to justice. I loved this idea a lot but I think they might have made them a little toxic- Also sorry for this being very overdue with writing, but as most of you know my motivation for lots of thing is shit. Also Thanks to @livieeee for basically helping to edit and give ideas for this. I also may add to the other characters NSFW as I accidentally gave Bokuto the most detailed part

Lowercase intended

Not proof read

NSFW included

Cursing

The Characters are all aged up for this Headcannon

Ushijima

we are all very aware about how blunt he is with things

not one to bottle things up

if he doesn't like something, he will voice his opinion

ushijimas blunt ass will sat whatever he wants if he deems that its true

doesn't everyone want to know the truth about things?

he also isn’t one to be easily jealous over things too

his confident ass knows that he’s got you in the long run anyways

he has complete trust in you, your his rock

ushi knows that you wouldn’t go off to flirt with some douche just for the fun of it

the first time that he had ever found himself jealous was when you had dragged him out to your friends birthday party in college

he wouldn’t of even gone if you hadn't forced him out to be social and to make some friends with people his own age and should get out of the house for something other than practicing with the volleyball team he was on

since the party had been for your friend finally becoming of legal drinking age, of course there had been alcohol

oh i wonder how this liquid luck could get you into a predicament?

you had needed to go to the bathroom, so you gave your boyfriend a little wave before leaving

it should of only taken you about five minutes, and ushi knew that

so when you took over twenty he decided to go looking for you

while he was searching for your thicker frame, you had been quite preocupied with something else

there was this guy, completely drunk off of his ass, who wouldn’t leave you along

“are you lightning? because your my mc-queen”

just really icky and shitty pick up lines

homeboy was so touchy too omfg like back up ass hat

you hadn't even noticed the amount of time that had passed until you felt a strong hand on your shoulder

boy did that make you jump

and he looked pissed

~Nsfw~

homeboy really said posessive~

ushi literally ripped you away into the bathroom as you had been stuck in the hallways for god knows how long

for once his touch wasn’t gentle with you, it was more rough and less caring

he’s so rough with you right now oml

to make the story short, you won’t be walking easily later

he wants to make you yell out, to show everyone in the premis know that you are his

“how about you let everyone know who you belong to, sweetheart~”

his buff ass literally is holding you up, just fucking railing into you

only stops when he deems that you are done

he even apologizes if he hurt you too badly

cleans the both of you up with one of the guest towels hanging, before walking you ever so gently out to grab a cab and make your way home

Terushima

while the two of you had been out shopping for god know what, you happened to spot an old friend

he was ole of those guy friends that were overly touchy, but you never had really minded it since he was just being nice

your friend had been very high energy and affectionate, but they always meant well

so your boyfriend, terushima, had just smacked a smile on his face and acted as friendly as could be

But he was jealous of all the attention you were giving him

hey you couldn’t help it, you haven’t seen the guy in years

hello? teru is your boyfriend, not this guy!

the look on his face when you exchanged numbers to meet up later

you would of thought that you had just shot his puppy dear lord

he was so god damn sad

“he’s totally trying to get into your pants y/n!”

“no he isn’t teru, he’s just being nice”

“y/n, no-”

your so oblivious to it

terushima has two levels jealously

he goes from pout-y little kid to complete asshole in a matter of seconds

homeboy is black and white with his personality, there is no gray area with him

even though he isn’t one to keep quiet about something he doesn't like, he did it anyways for your sake

though he glared holes into him

eventually when he had left ho boy did terushima give you an earful

you heard even more when he found about how you made plans with before mentioned friend to have dinner

it was just so the two of you could catch up after the many years that you haddn’t seen each other

“its just dinner”

“y/n its like he’s trying to date you

“can you chill out?”

“no! what? are you dating him now???”

okay he can be a little high strung sometimes, but its something you can tolerate

~NSFW~

remember how you had given him your phone number?

yeah, that may be important

while you had been getting ready for your little ‘dinner date’ with your friend, teru had still been glaring at the back of your head

you could see his annoyed look from the mirror, but you payed him no mind

hey, he would get over it sooner or later

your phone decides to start ringing, and its the guy

teru looks at it, then at you, then back at the phone

he hits answer before handing the phone to you

you decide to start talking, everything is in a friendly tone

and then he decides to play around a bit

a little nip here and there, nothing more nothing less

just to see what his little doll face can handle

then soon he escalates it more and more

soon lurking hands become groping and nips became hickeys

though you had to pretend that everything was hunky dory on your side of the phone

homeboy on the other line didn’t even think anything of it

“hey are you okay?” he had asked once when you particularly couldn’t handle his stimulation

“y-yeah i’m great right now...”

his hand would slip and dip into places that you had forgotten about until now

just the smooth and slick friction would bring heat to your face, though

that’s when teru had taken the phone back

“screw off your asshat, never call her again!”

and he never did, even if you say him in public, he would walk the other direction

Bokuto

the two of you had just been out window shopping and peaking into stores on a saturday

when a store employee had started talking about a popular television show that had aired yesterday, you hadn't thought anything of it

in your mind it would of been rude to ignore them completely,

what if they were just having a bad day and you little small talk and brightened it just a little?

you didn’t want to have something like that on your consensus

bo had been standing beside you the entire time, and you hadn’t even noticed the way he had stiffened and almost seemed to puff up, like an owl

there had been one person who did notice bokuto’s uneasiness

baby boy had thought that the two of you had been flirting when he walked by

omg he looked so sad

he went from being all perky and happy to looking like a deflated balloon

it was pretty pathetic

sooner or later the worker had felt so awkaward that he left, that’s when you had noticed his discomfort

he had waved if off until the two of you had gotten home, then you finally cornered him and asked

“whats wrong?”

he just rolled his eyes to himself, “you should know!”

yeah just the buffering circle above your head for that one

you really had no idea

“i seriously don’t bo...”

“yes you do, in the store that worker was totally flirting with you!” he had finally spoke out

oh...

that had made sense you guessed

even though you had apologized to him, he had still been down, even needy

~NSFW~

bo had just been clinging on you for the past hour

if your standing, he’s right behind you, just looming

he became a shadow or a lost puppy, following you everywhere

his arms always found their way to your generous waist, holding onto you as if you would be blown away if a gust of wind decided to make its way though your home

as you had tried to walk down the short hallway that connected your bedroom to the living room, bokuto had stopped the both of you

he looked down to you before grabbing your wrist

bokuto half dragged and half lead you to the shared room you both shared since you moved in together

he had pushed you, not carefully may I add, onto the futon bed

koutarou soon climbed on top of your plush frame, his face lightly dusted in a red hue

one of his hands wandered down towards the plush button that resided between your thick thighs

the other had cradled the back of your head, pulling you back lightly so he could have more access to your neck and collarbones

bokuto lightly kissed your skin, it didn’t matter if imperfections or not

now this would have been more of a sweet moment if you hadn’t noticed the almost mocking circles you felt at your core

“am i good enough for you now baby owl?”

you would of answered him if you were able to form words, but the amount of stimulation that he was able to give you simply from the tips of his fingers was astonishing

damn boy he got magic hands

you had opened your mouth but no words came out

that had made the two toned haired boy let out a laugh

the only thing that you thought to do was to wrap your arms around his broad back

“speechless, huh” he had taunted you, a smirk on his face

he just kept up his happy little circles, the stimulation bringing a warm, almost butterfly like feeling to your abdomen

it was if he filled an empty part of you, and you needed him to survive

the tightness in your core had started to bubble, feeling as if you were going to top off the edge and boil over

your former speachless self was soon a babbling mess, telling bo how much you did need him

and even after you had reached and passed your high, he hadn't stopped, he loved the way your words flowed from your mouth in light, breathless pleas

oh he wasn’t even done

play nice you two

Kuroo

out of the two of you, kuroo had always been the more jealous one

baby boy is passive aggressive about it too

he doesn't do the keeping it to himself kind of bullshit

just completely straight to the point

he dosent often become jealous either

kuroo trusts that you wont get flirty or ‘advance’ on anyone else, because you have him for that

why would you need anyone else when he’s right there?

he has the confidence that all of us are jealous of

you and i know that this boy gives little insults to almost everyone

just in a joking and playful way, because that’s just how he communicates to people

but if someone decides to push it

ho boy

mr. rooster man slowly gets more and more passive aggressive

literally they turn into thinly veiled threats

you could practically see the steam coming out of his ears

so imagine his reaction when the waiter at a restaurant had decided to get a little too cozy with interacting with you

kuroo had been sitting right across from you, a pissed off look slapped over his face

who was this asshole and why the fuck was he going after his little kitten?

he had kept his mouth shut but raised an eyebrow at your plush form

it was as if he was asking if you were going to let this guy keep his shitty advances up

you just thought he was being friendly, but according to kuroo he wasn’t

when he had figured that you weren't going to stop him, he spoke up

“lay off dickwad” his voice had been laced with the utmost hate, you had never heard him ever use that tone before

with that, he had grabbed you by the arm before leaving, not paying for the two glasses

~NSFW~

the two of you had gone home in his car

no words had been exchanged between kuroo or you

“you were so into that, weren't you y/n” the bed-head boy had muttered to you, almost in a mocking way

you couldn’t think of a reason on why he was acting like that, so you had just kept your mouth shut until he would drop you off at your apartment

his hand that usually resided on your plush thigh while he was driving was currently white knuckled on the the steering wheel

even though he was looking at the road, he looked completely pissed

no plea for him to talk to you would make him speak up, it was as if he was stuck in thought

even when he had dropped you off at your flat, he seemed to still loom over you

when you took out your keys, he took them from your hand and opened the door himself as if you were suddenly incompetent of doing anything for yourself

“need someone to do everything for you huh? just too dumb in the brain to do anything...” kuroo had sneered to himself

“okay what the fuck is your problem you asshole?” you had finally spoken up, really what was this jerks deal with you?

homeboy had glared at you before pinning you against the wall in your own home as if he owned the place, “oh so now you talk, you were so fine with that guy in the restaurant huh? completely preoccupied with him to forget that i was there...”

suddenly everything is making sense right now, the puzzel pieces are fitting together

homeboy was jealous and you had no idea, you just though he was being pissy for no reason

he just sighed, putting his head in the crook of your neck, “idiot...”

kuroo had finally turned his head to look up to you, a slightly sad look on his face

oh you felt like complete shit, homeboy looked so down that your heart hurt

you leaned your head slightly down so you could give the top of his head a lil kiss kiss

homeboy almost seemed to purr from the affection

he slung his arms over your shoulders, it was as if he was leading you into the minimal living room that you had

the two of somehow ended up on the crappy couch you had, him on top humming happily down below at you

sandwiched happily together

“i’m still disappointed in you...” he muttered, looking down at you

“oh bite me” though you paused before thinking, “how about i make it up to you?”

kuroo had smirked, “and how are you going to do that?” he questioned you

it was as if you had suddenly forgotten how to speak, a burning heat spreading from your cheeps to the bridge of your nose

lets just say that you did not expect that answer from him in the slightest-

his slender hand ran up the side of your torso, as if he was memoriizing the peaks and valleys of your figure

“i’m the only one who can make you feel like this,” kuroo had muttered cockily, staring into your eyes

he had no shame making comments like these, why should he?

his fingers snuck under the elastic material of the underthings you had currently been wearing, teasingly testing the waters and rubbing fether-like circles over your sensitive bits that were located on your chest

“are you ready?”

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nepenthendline · 4 years

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Heyyy, could you do a headcannon post for tsukki, kenma, suga, Kageyama, and kurro, and how they would go about proposing to their s/o. I love your writing btw!!! 💜

proposal hcs make me so sOFT, and thank you so much 🥺🥺🥺 It means a lot! I’m going to bury myself in these hcs to get rid of the stress my uni are giving me rn also kageyama’s is so long omg i got a little carried away

slight timeskip spoilers (kenma, sugawara, kageyama, kuroo)

Requests are open!

Proposal Headcanons - Tsukishima, Kenma, Sugawara, Kageyama and Kuroo

Tsukishima:

Tsukishima wasn’t one for extravagant publics displays of love and affection, so his proposal wouldn’t be either

he wanted it to be natural, not some crazy, over-the-top event that had everyone in the neighbourhood witnessing

it would be around 5-10 years (depending on how old you were when you started dating) of being together when Tsukishima decided he wanted to marry you, it’s not that he never thought about it, he just wanted to be sure this was the right decision for both of you

he had mentioned marriage to you one night a few months before proposing to test the waters and see your opinion so that he could gauge whether you would say yes or not

he took Yamaguchi with him to pick out a ring, he was great friends with you too so he knew your style and preferences well to help out Tsukishima

the proposal itself what somewhat planned, he knew the day he was going to do it but, other than that, he left it open to change

the two of you had gone for an evening walk across a pathway that overlooked the town, something you two do often to wind down

you two hadn’t spoke much, a comfortable, warm silence surrounding you besides pointing out the odd squirrel or brief check-ups on each others day

both of you had stopped at a railing on your walk, leaning against it to watch the sun set over the tall buildings

his hand was in yours, brushing his thumb over the back of it as he looked out to the view

“I love you (Y/N),” his voice was quiet but it seemed certain

he wasn’t the kind of man that told you he loved you multiple times a day, it was reserved for special moments and the times where he couldn’t get how lucky he was to have you out of his mind

“I love you too Kei,” you didn’t need to be loud, or shout your confession to the world to know that you both meant it deeply

“Marry me,” it sounded more like a instruction than a question and his gaze hadn’t left the sky

“W-what?” had you heard him wrong? was this a joke?

he turned his eyes to you, locking them with yours - this was the most serious and sincere you had ever seen him

“Marry me,” he repeated

you stood with your mouth slightly open, eyes wide as he pulled out a box from his pocket, opening it to display a simple, yet stunning ring

“I always thought that if you went for what you truly wanted, it would just end in pain and disappointment, that all the effort and sentiment would be for nothing, but with you it’s so easy. I might never be, but I want to become the best man for you, that you deserve, so marry me.”

Kenma:

gets married for tax purposes

marriage was not something Kenma had ever though about in his life growing up

he never thought he would get married or find someone he had a connection with and, honestly, he was fine with that

he didn’t really see the appeal of it in the first place

it wasn’t until many years down the line of being with you and his friends around him getting into relationships when he started to consider the possibility

the first time it came into his head was at Kuroo’s wedding

he spent most of the time wishing he could go home and get out of this uncomfortable suit, but there were times when he say Kuroo’s beaming smile that he was glad he came

some of the ex-nekoma team members had poked at him with questions of when he was going to get ‘hitched’, which he responded to with a sigh

he certainly wasn’t going to propose because others told him he needed to

the next time it crossed his mind was when he started a new game that his fans had recommended he play

it was a romance game which wasn’t his usual go-to genre, but it had incredible reviews and created a storm in the gaming world so he thought he might as well check it out

through the game he got to witness an endearing story of a couple that went at odds to be together

the story delved into their married life and all the little things they enjoyed together through the years

he didn’t really want to admit it, but it did make him feel a little emotional

he saw himself and you in the characters, as if he was watching his own life play out on his screen

every now and then you and Kenma played some games together so you could spend time with him and he could show you want had been interesting him lately, so he decided to show you this game

you thought it was adorable, so heartwarming yet a little sad at points, but you had always been a little more outwardly emotional then Kenma

“imagine if we got married haha, how cute would that be!” you gushed out in the moment without thinking as you played

“eh...I guess” it wasn’t really the answer you were hoping for, but at least he didn’t sound utterly disgusted by the thought

you continued to play with him for a while, tucked into his side and making comments every now and then

a particular endearing part was plating on the screen and your eyes shone as they fixated on the characters

he could tell by the glassy look that you were getting a little affected by the story, but you looked so cute

the way your lip pouted ever so slightly, and how you gripped at his hoodie, as if to steady yourself

he had a sudden rush of adoration for you, he really did love you and the last couple years of you living together had been wonderful, how he got to wake up beside you, do daily chores with you, how you supported him in his many careers

“Maybe we should get married,” he blurted out, you whipped your head towards him so fast you almost got whiplash

“Are you...proposing?” you questioned, with somewhat of a laugh in your voice

“huh...looks like I am.”

Sugawara:

Sugawara was sensible, mature, a little bit of a tease and sometimes chaotic if Daichi wasn’t watching but also traditional

he had often thought about what it would be like to grow up, get married and have a family

it wouldn’t take long before he knew he wanted to marry you, even throughout the 3 years you had already been together he had daydreamed about marrying you more times than he could count

from all the memories you had together, all the times you helped enough other in rough patches and the learning the two of you wanted to continue in the future had him certain that he wanted you beside him forever

so he set out his plan

he took his old teammates, Daichi and Asahi with him on a hunt to find the perfect ring

Daichi was there to keep him in check and calm his nerves, although Asahi was probably the most nervous and Asahi had a great eye for stylish, beautiful pieces due to his designing career

now it was time to plan

he didn’t want it to be crazy, but he wanted it to be something, a whole event in itself

so he scheduled a meal for the two of you and some of your friends

it was at quite a fancy restaurant in the evening and your group had its own secluded table at the back, surrounded with dividers from the rest of the restaurant

all of you spent the meal catching up and laughing, but Sugawara seemed a little quieter than usual

you had asked him if he was ok, but he just replied with an ‘of course!’ and a smile, so you let it be

Asahi was shaking but you put that off to general anxiety

you guys had ordered desserts and everyone had gotten theirs first

as the waiter brought yours over, the table went silent

the waiter came from your left, Sugawara on your right, so you had looked over as he came

as he set the plate down, you noticed the words spelled out in chocolate sauce

“Will you marry me?”

you gasped and turned towards Sugawara, who was now on one knee next to you, holding out an open ring box

“I have known for so long that I wanted to marry you. You’re beautiful, smart, courageous and so loving, and I want to have you by my side forever. I promise I will continue to grow as your partner and take care of you every step of the way, so, will you marry me?”

Kageyama:

the only thing in this boy’s brain is you and volleyball, its all his one braincell can cope with

that being said, he has never once thought about marriage

his whole life he has spend all his energy and focus on becoming a better player, the best setter he possibly can and standing on the court longer

but you were the first person to get him, to understand him and accept him as is while helping him improve and grow

you helped him to open up and communicate with people better

you helped him whenever he was frustrated with volleyball and a certain play he was working tirelessly on

you never once turned your back on him when he struggled or lost his temper

you were his partner, but it was different from a volleyball partner

he cared for you, every part of you, and always wanted to know if you were ok or spend time with you

you made him genuinely smile everyday and he knew that he wanted to be your partner for life

it came about when he was hanging out with Hinata on one of their rare days off to catch up

he had been talking about you constantly, expressing how much he loved you and adored you

“Why don’t you just marry them?” Hinata questioned with his held tilted, as if it was obvious

“w-what? Hinata boke!” he shouted as his face grew red and pushed Hinata aside

the two talked about it and Kageyama decided, very bashfully, that yeah, he should just marry you

but how does he ask you that?

he knew nothing about marriage or proposals, so he spend the next few weeks asking his friends, teammates, even his coach on how to propose to you

“Take them to an expensive restaurant!”

“Wouldn’t it be cute to propose in Disneyland??”

“Well, I proposed to my partner by sending them on a scavenger hunt”

he was bombarded with ideas, but none of them seemed right

none of them seemed like him

he was getting frustrated with the pressure of coming up with a good way to ask you to be his forever, it had to be perfect, it had to be special and it had to fit with your relationship

you noticed he was getting agitated a lot more recently, he was quieter and snapped more often, he stayed back later at the gym to train and he rarely ate dinner with you anymore

whenever you asked what the problem was, he replied with an ‘it’s nothing’ and stormed off

his teammates had noticed too and were less than pleased with his attitude as it affected their gameplay

one of his teammates had begged you to come to the gym and talk some sense into him when he started continuously overworking himself

it was 7pm when you set off from your house to the gym where he was still training

as you entered, you noticed that he was the only one here, hitting serve after serve that never seemed to land right

“Tobio,” you called out

“Baby,” you tried again but you couldn’t catch his attention from his deep focus on the ball

you walked over to him and lightly grabbed his arm, stopping him from serving the ball again

“Tobio, what’s wrong? Everyone is worried about you. Are you having trouble with a play? Because we can sort that out with your coach-”

he cut you off by mumbling something under his breath, much too quiet for you to hear

“What was that?”

“I want to ask you to marry me and I don’t know how,” he said louder this time, his eyes staring at the ball in his hand as he gripped it tightly

“O-oh, right...” you were stunned, speechless, this wasn’t something you thought you would hear from him

“Everyone’s been telling me how to do it, but none of them seem right,” his voice was low and his gaze still hadn’t let the ball

you put a finger under his chin and lifted his face towards you

“It doesn’t need to be what everyone else tells you, we can do things our own way,” you tried to comfort him with a smile and he simply stared back at you

“So go on then,” you were beaming at him by now, yet his face got even tighter with confusion

“Go on, ask me to marry you.”

his jaw hung wide open, his eyes seemed to be staring into your skull like he had seen a ghost, this is certainly not what he expected

he tried to speak a couple times, stumbling on his words as they got caught in his throat

“It’s ok, take your time,” you brushed your thumb over the back of his hand as you held it, encouraging him to continue

“w-will you....will...willyoumarryme?”

BONUS: you two picked out a ring together afterwards, this boy has no sense of style, don’t trust him by himself

Kuroo:

Kuroo had jokingly asked you to marry time multiple times throughout your relationship

the first couple times ended with you being a blushing mess while he teased you

but by now you just tell him to shut up go off sis

marrying you had always been part of the plan for him, just a natural progression of your relationship

while Kuroo can be quite the tease, he was extremely serious of his relationship with you and your future

he started off his plan by asking your dad if he would like to spend the day together, you know, father-son-in-law bonding time

what your dad wasn’t prepared for was Kuroo to turn up in a shirt, suit trousers and confess how he wanted to marry you

he had a whole speech prepared about how he would be the best husband for you, how he would be sure to take good care of you and, possibly, be the best father in the future if you planned to have children

you dad had to eventually shut him up as Kuroo kept going, saying how he would be delighted to have you marry the man

step one: check

now he needed to find the right ring

he had a look around at multiple stores but he couldn’t find anything that was unique enough to be called yours and that captured you or your relationship

since Kuroo had quite the high-paying job plus a little backing from a certain famous youtuber so the cost wasn’t an issue and he wanted to spoil you

so he got one custom made

he sat with a designer for hours creating the most stunning, distinctive ring that he knew you would love

step two: check

over the next couple days he planned a meet-up evening with your family and his where he would pop the question

you both had spent the day cooking and preparing for the evening before they all come to your house

you had all finished dinner and moved over to the living room to chat

Amidst all the chatter, Kuroo stood up and cleared his throat, grabbing everyone’s attention

“I have something I’d like to say,” he said with confidence, then turning to you with a grin

“The last few years with you have been perfect. We’ve had some ups and downs, but we have made so many amazing memories together. You really are my other half and I think everyday about how truly lucky I am to call you mine. You know me better than anyone else. I know I’ve asked you this a couple times in the past when we’re laughing together, but this time I’m serious,”

he got down on one knee, holding one of your hands while presenting the custom ring in the other

“will you do me the honour of marrying me?”

and the crowd goes wild

Tagging @togasknifes so she can read Kageyama ty ly

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cherryonigiri · 4 years

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Okay so could you write a headcanon where 2 random boys (can you pick then? I love all of boys from hq) and Ushi-kun where they walk on their gfs fangirling or thirsting over another anime/game character?And she was talking how hot he is? How they would react?👀😂 have a great day/night and dont forget to eat and get rest, love you💕

A/N: hahahahaha i laughed while writing this. FYI these are all based on legit crushes i had on anime/game characters at some point in my life - see if you’ve watched the shows i’ve watched :) ILY I PROMISE I’M DOING MY BEST TO EAT THREE MEALS A DAY AND GET ADEQUATE SLEEP MWAH. also i went overboard and added an extra boy bc why not. These are a little shorter since there were 4 characters but I hope you enjoy!

Content warning: implied nsfw for Atsumu + slight nsfw hcs for Matsukawa (Matukawa’s hcs are below the cut - UPDATE TUMBLR IS NOT LETTING ME PUT THE CUT WHERE I WANT IT SO JUST LETTING YOU KNOW THAT THERE IS IMPLIED/SLIGHT NSFW FOR THE LAST 2 CHARACTERS

PS: If anyone wants a spicy sequel/one shot for matsukawa i’m open to the idea 👀👀 let me know in my inbox!

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Ushijima definitely knows you’re into anime + games

Having visited your dorm room on multiple occasions he’s seen your extensive collection of manga, anime posters and you always seem to be playing on your switch whenever you have free time

Of course, he notices a significant portion of your collection is centered on male characters

And you’ve definitely mentioned a few games to him - Ikemen Sengoku, Code:Realize, Hakuouki (wow i’m really out here exposing myself) etc.

He doesn’t really mind though? Like - at the end of the day these are 2D men, whereas he is a very real boyfriend

At least he thinks he doesn’t mind

Recently, he notices that you seem to be on your phone a lot, and you seem to be texting the same group chat very often

He asks why and you laugh - it’s not actual text messages you’re just trying out a new otome/simulation game called Mystic Messenger. He finds the name silly but he just brushes it off he’s definitely J E A L O U S

Until one day he walks into your room while you’re calling one of your friends to freak out about that specific game

You sound kind of teary from outside the door “Oh MY GOD OH MY GOD I GOT THE GOOD ENDING WITH JUMIN!” and “[friend name] I THINK I CAN DIE HAPPY I’M MARRIED TO JUMIN HAN WHAT MORE DO I NEED IN LIFE” and “HE’S SO FREAKING ATTRACTIVE UGH I AM BLESSED”

He’s like who TF is Jumin and immediately bursts into your room looking pissed off

Poor babie is all like “you’re married?” and “if you had someone else you were interested in you should have told me.” “Who is this Jumin Han???” 🧐

Oh my god you start cackling, but you manage to tell him that NO you are not married and that Jumin Han is a fictional character from the game you’re playing

Ushijima looks confused after you explain - why would you find fictional men attractive when you’re already dating him?

Tendou almost dies laughing the next day when Ushijima tells him about what happened

Oikawa Tooru

Since practice finishes pretty late he usually goes to see you at your house at night, but tonight things wrapped up earlier - he’s excited to spend more time with you

You’ve finished up most of your homework so you’ve just been rewatching Attack on Titan since you’re super excited for the new season

You’re kinda distracted/have headphones on so you don’t hear your boyfriend knock on the front door. Your mom answers it and lets him in and he climbs the stairs

He can hear your fangirling (freaking out) over something as he walks towards your room

You jump in surprise when he opens the door, because you thought he would be a bit later but immediately release your pent up excitement

“Tooru just LOOK at him he’s such a bad ass like oh my gosh he literally has swords and he’s still running around slaying the MPs who have guns. God whenever he gets angry he looks so hot,” etc. etc.

You’re shoving your laptop in his face, showing him gifs and video of attack on titan, specifically the captain of the survey corps that you are obsessed with

Tooru gets it - for him its space, shitty alien films and astronomy. For you it’s video games and anime - or more specifically, handsome characters from said franchises

Even though he understand that it’s something you’re passionate about he still makes a whole show about whining how you’re in love with Levi Ackerman (lmao i still thirst over our favorite captain) instead of him

“y/n i’m taller than him! And more handsome! He has blood on him all the time! And he’s super annoying because he’s obsessed with cleaning.” *cue pouty Tooru*

You probably shouldn’t tell him that you are an avid follower of the levi x reader tag on tumblr

Tooru still somehow finds out you’re also reading reader insert fanfic and goes BERSERK with his pouting and whining - literally everyone and their mothers have heard his sob story about how “his darling y/n is leaving me for a short germaphobic asshole”

The rest of the team finds it hilarious - the end up pranking him by posting pictures of Levi in his school locker or texting them in the volleyball groupchat (Oikawa is Suffering™)

Makki and Mattsun get him a Levi keychain for his birthday and cackle when he chucks it violently into the nearest trash can

Miya Atsumu

Doesn’t really know you’re into anime/gaming at first

I don’t think that’s on purpose - Atsumu just has such a one track mind when it comes to volleyball and he’s always busy with practice

so he just kinda doesn’t really give all the anime merch in your room a second glance even though it’s a dead giveaway

I bet Atsumu secretly watches some superhero anime - probably shounen stuff like My Hero Academia, one punch man etc.

He probably starts to notice you’re into anime/games because you’ll play games on your phone/gaming device all the time

One day he notices you’re giggling + blushing while looking at your screen. He’s curious to he heads over to you when coach says they can have a break

Peeks over your shoulder because he wants to know what you’re playing - but instead he’s greeted by some 2D samurai guy called Harada Sanosuke asking you to marry him

“Huh, I didn’t know you were into this kinda stuff y/n” tries to sound playful but internally he is screaming / ?????? WOT I DIDN’T KNOW MY S/O WAS INTO OTOME GAMES

Atsumus pretty chill about it at first, he probably teases you a lot about playing the game but isn’t really bugged about it

“Maybe you should thirst over your boyfriend instead of a fictional character babe~”

I mean - he knows he’s attractive and why be jealous? You only really play the game when he’s busy and you don’t really let the game play seep into your dates/hangouts

But one time he walks in on you reading some ~spicy~ hakuouki x reader fanfic and he’s like are u serious

Like you were lowkey quiet screaming to yourself and muttering “omg omg omg” when he walked in and you definitely tried to close your laptop so he couldn’t see what was open in your browser

Too bad Atsumu has mad reflexes and manages to prevent you from making your computer go to sleep

Briefly skims whatever it was that you were reading and smirks at you

“Hey, if you really want something like this, why don’t you let your real boyfriend deliver” before kissing you

Matsukawa Issei

Look, Issei just wants a chill movie/tv show night where the two of you can bundle up on the couch and binge whatever anime you feel like

Has everything set up - this man is ready to go: snacks? he has all of your favorites, couch? filled with soft pillows + multiple pillows. Attire? Comfy sweatpants shirtless 🥵

Last time he chose the series for your binge sleepover so he let you choose what the two of you were gonna watch this time

Turns out you decided to watch Psycho-Pass - it seemed like a pretty cool show, he was down with the whole dystopia/psychological concept

Starts out pretty normal, is appreciating the action + mystery elements and is glad that you chose that show

About halfway through the anime you two decide to take a break - he goes to the kitchen to refill your snacks, leaving to stretch you back.

When he comes back with more food, he notices that you’re hunched over your phone, typing something

He sneaks up behind you after he puts the food down, “Whatcha reading there babe?” You squeak and try to hide your phone, but not before he sees the words kougami x reader typed into your tumblr search bar

Lit-rally exCuSE me what - he’s not mad (more amused than anything else) but he also kind wants to tease you (bc Mattsun is a little shit)

“Is that the reason you wanted to watch this show?” he asks playfully. “He’s pretty hot tho, I kinda agree with you there babe.”

Now that he’s released the floodgate, he can’t stop your occasional comments like “omg how does he look so GOOD when he’s punching someone” or “he could shoot me with his dominator and i’d still say thank you”

The thirst comments are kinda getting to him, so he decides to take things in a different direction

“Let me what I can show you with my dominator~” L M A O I’M SORRY THIS EXISTS

Suddenly you’re being pulled onto his lap, and pressed against his bare chest, Issei barely gives you time to adjust before he’s kissing you roughly, tongue plunging into your mouth

His hands wrap around your hips pressing your core closer to his own, and you can feel his hard-on pressing into your stomach

He’ll be sure to suck a dark hickey onto the side of your neck and his hands travel under your shirt, just to remind you who your real boyfriend is

Needless to say, you won’t remember a single thing about the second half of the show after the night is over couch sex? Couch sex 😏

general taglist: @bokutokoutaroo @sneezefiction

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opalmaplehibiscus · 4 years

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Roses are Red, Violets are blue – Riddle Discovered Romance Exists and that He’s in Love Too~

**Note: Anon, I’m so sorry for taking so long to write this ㅠoㅠ I really like Riddle as he’s in my top 5 list of characters like, so I hope I did him justice OTL

HC of Riddle x Reader

· When Riddle first meets you at the welcome ceremony, already from the first glance, he was 100.31415% sure that he didn’t like you

· You were a trouble maker, chaos-maker, a person who likes to wreck-havoc. In other words, something Riddle absolutely despised – a rule breaker

· He was expecting, ok-hoping for you to not be accepted as an NRC student by the headmaster. Not only were you a rule breaker, you couldn’t even use magic. It wouldn’t make sense for you to be accepted

· When he sees you sitting at lunch with Ace, it proved to him 2 things. 1. You just further proved to him that you were someone he doesn’t want to get close with and 2. The headmaster is as brainless as ever

· He doesn’t expect to see you come with Ace to deliver a marron tart on the day of the Unbirthday Party

· Despite how he had reacted, he felt touch that you had come to deliver a tart for him. Yet, rules are law

· It took everything in him to not flinch when he hears a passing comment from Cater how you and the other 3 trouble makers even had to pick fresh chestnuts to make it. To think someone who wasn’t even in his own dorm decided to help out to make a tart for him…

· But the feeling of guilt disappears when you, someone magicless, calls him stupid for following the rules! The nerve you had for saying that he was stupid for following the rules that the Queen of Hearts made!

· He usually didn’t discipline anyone outside the dorm of Heartslabyul unless it was something he witnessed and in regards to the general NRC school rule. He made an exception though when you refused to say “Yes, Dorm Leader”

· You were in Heartslabyul and as the saying goes, “In Rome, do what the Romans do”. Through his anger, he’s still able to rational think how unreasonable he was being to apply his magic on someone magicless

· For the rest of the day, the memory replays in his head of how he, for the first time in his whole life, hesitated casting magic on someone. It didn’t help that the feeling of his hand shaking didn’t disappear

· When you appear the next day for the duel, he suddenly felt self-conscious. He didn’t know why, but every time he was in front of you, he suddenly had the urge to look proper to you

· He wanted to show you how much pride he takes in being the perfect honor student as well as nearly coming close to having the perfect image of the Queen of Hearts, herself

· …Yes. Riddle, at the time, was wanting to look cool in front of you

· The shame and deep embarrassment he faces when Ace punched him and calls him a baby in front of you of all people…The person he wanted to impress and gain acknowledgement from. And it didn’t help that everyone else didn’t think that was enough before an egg hits him on the head

· After he OBs, he wakes up lying in your lap though he doesn’t notice as he continues to feel that the world was spinning

· What he does notice was you hugging him as he cries from guilt, stress, and everything he held inside while patting his head. He refuses to admit that it comforted him, though it causes him to cry harder as he never once was given affection before

· During the time he was recovering, when Trey and Cater tells him how you were the one that proposed to save him as soon as he OBed, his eyes turned soft from again, being touched, guilty, and confusion

· He didn’t understand why you had chosen to help him. He knew that his first impression on you was not impressive at all. Yet you saved him

· On Ace’s birthday, he has fun painting the roses with everyone while getting some sort of redemption on trying to look good in front of you

· But, when he gave everyone his failed tarts, he wanted to dig a hole and get in it. He’s finally able to make himself look good and it’s none other than himself that ruins it in no less than an hour. Someone, please, help him

· Seeing you continue to eat the failed tart, he tries to stop you. But jokes on him, when you tell him how the tart was something he made for everyone, which made it still delicious, he blushes

· He only turns redder when he catches a certain Heartslabyul group talking behind his back

· Ace: Oh my gosh, I think our Ryocho has a crush on the Prefect Deuce: What? No wa-actually, it really does seem like it, huh Grim: That’s unacceptable! I don’t want Y/N to date a guy like that! That would mean I won’t get as many tuna cans compared to now! Cater: Uuuuhhhhh, you guys should quiet down or else-

· Riddle makes sure to punish them by lecturing them for 3 hours about respecting their seniors

· He nearly uses his Unique Magic again when Ace points out how his height makes him look like a middle schooler

· A few days later, when he sees you checking up on Trey because of his injury, Riddle felt touched from it

· It made him happy and help the guilt inside him lessen seeing that there were many people that cared for his friend. Especially, from you

· When he hears you were investigating about the incidents that were happening, he starts wanting to help you. Other than the reason of trying to find the person who used their magic on him and caused Trey to get injured, he didn’t want to lose the opportunity to get closer to you

· It seemed like fate was against him though when he gets embarrassed by Floyd as he gets called by that cursed nickname and then had to run away from the eel twins

· However, the fact that he was able to spend his day with you made him happy nonetheless

· He doesn’t realize this but he starts to become more conscious about you – taking note of how you wear your uniform, hold your bag, etc

· Listen, he’s more conscious because he acknowledges you as a fellow dorm leader that’s all! It’s totally not because he actually likes you!

· Yeah, that’s why he fixes your tie and gives you the advice about keeping appearance! Because as fellow dorm leaders, they were the ones to set the image of being proper honor students in NRC! That’s. All!

· He starts questioning if everything he did in the past is coming to bite him back now when he tries to catch Ruggie but ends up getting his pen stolen.

· Was it too much to ask of him to look cool in front of you once? Once?

· Cater: Riddle… I know you’re trying to look cool in front of Y/N but.. Riddle: But what? Cater: …Nothing

· Cater didn’t want to face Riddle’s wrath like how Ace and Deuce did. He’s a wise man

· He feels this again but this time with veins popping on his head when he finally gets Jack to agree to his plan and make it work only to lead to Leona to OB

· He never has ever felt the urge to just crouch down while covering his face with his hands until now

· When he sees Leona attacking everyone, all thoughts disappear as his worry for everyone’s safety, especially yours becomes his priority

· He wanted to tell you to run away, go somewhere safe. But he doesn’t because he knows you’ll end up staying to save everyone

· And this cycle repeats. When he finds out how you made a deal with Azul and the latest being you getting kidnapped at Scarabia, he wants to yell at you

· He worries, he panics over your wellbeing. But what’s worse was that he can’t even tell you because he knows he isn’t any position to say so

· The frustration that builds up in him leads him to take it out on anyone who annoys him, especially on those who gives him the biggest headache cough Ace and Deuce cough

· It doesn’t help that he doesn’t understands why he worries about you

· You always break the rules, get in trouble, and try to save others nonstop. You put yourself in danger for the sake of other’s when no one is willing to do that for you

· Ever since you extended your hand towards him, all he’s been wanting was to show you the better side of him – to get you to become closer to him

· BUT! EVERY! SINGLE! TIME! He tries getting closer to you, he was blocked

· Fairy Gala – misses the opportunity to see you in your gorgeous outfit - He ends up getting a picture of you in it (it totally wasn’t a bribe from Idia, who was trying to get out of a dorm leader meeting. He was just following the school rules of confiscating all pictures that weren’t allowed to be taken in the school. That’s all)

· Bean’s Day – Didn’t know the two of you were on the same team - He screamed into his pillow that night when he found about it. You literally were on the same team as him so he had a full, bloody chance to hang out with you. Alone. Just the two of you. Curse Jack and Azul for catching him. He’ll get back at them. He swears on the Queen of Hearts name he will.

· Things worsen for him as he starts having the urge to hold your hand or want to get to know you. Do you like tarts just like he does? Were your hands soft just like how they look? Do you like to tie your tie in a bow like him or do the traditional Windsor?

· Did he ever mentioned that he wanted to go “Off with Your Head” on Crowley and Floyd? No? Oh well, he does. And he will. Especially after what happened during that “weird ghost princess’s” marriage

· He would like to say that he’s not short. He’s smart, considerate, knows what to do and not to do – height shouldn’t matter it’s the quality that does

· He’s not self-cautious about his height. Nor is he worried about how well he fits into the “ideal” prince aka ideal marriage partner

· He just wants to show that he’s capable of being a romantic partner! Because as dorm leader, he has an image to uphold especially since he’s closest to the Queen of Hearts!

· In the end though, all of that turns out to be excuses. He realizes how much he enjoys your presence - how much he likes talking to you, hanging around you, getting to enjoy things without feeling judged or afraid of breaking rules

· He feels like himself, his trues self, when he’s around you

· And after listening to what Ace said to Eliza (yes, he remembers her name), he realizes that he sees you as someone like that

· Realizing that he actually fell for you, his heart speeds up and his face reddens when you come up to him to congratulate him on the success

· He knows that he doesn’t tell you now, he won’t ever have the chance to tell you. Especially since apparently, people like to block him from evening getting an inch closer to you

· After looking down and seeing the bouquet in his hands still in good condition, he sends Cater off before he starts taking you towards Sam’s shop

· He ignores your questions, before he stops right in front of the shop

· His heart speeds up and nervousness washes over him. But he steels his resolve after thinking about how he’ll never have another chance

· Getting on a knee, he places a right hand on his heart while offering the bouquet with his left

· He confesses how ever since you helped him when he OBed, he started to have feelings for you. He never thought about it at first, but overtime the feelings started to grow despite him not realizing it. And today, he realized he fell for you

· He talks about how he’s never experienced what it’s like to confess and love someone. Yet he promises you on his own name as well as the Queen of Heart’s name that he will devote his entire being to you – never lying nor betraying your heart

· He says the he understands if you can’t accept being his, however, if only you acknowledge his feelings for him – at least be aware, he’s satisfied

· Or would’ve if it weren’t for the fact that half way through, he’s suddenly pulled up towards you

· His eyes widen as he feels your lips on his, actually k-k-kissing him

· Once the two of you broke away, he looks at you in a daze, not understanding what had happened until he hears you saying that he didn’t have the right to make decisions for you and that you liked him back

· He blushes to the point his face rivals the color of his hair before he drags you into another kiss out of happiness and absolute love

· He’s about to say he loves you before he hears something behind the bushes

· Deuce: OH MY GREAT SEVENS – RIDDLE RYOCHO ACTUALLY Ace: SHHHHHH YOU’RE GOING TO GET US IN TROUBLE! Although, I have to say, I didn’t think Ryocho had it in him to actually confess Grim: NOOOO MY CANS OF TUNE Cater: whistles Wow~ Riddle and Y/N is a thing then~

· He makes a mental note to give them punishment as he gets kissed again by you, happily returning it

#twst #twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #riddle x reader #hc #headcanon

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vulpiximisa · 4 years

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a bedehop thingy for white day. its unrefined and straight up copy/pasted from my docs but enjoy? (theres a few references to my HCs like this one)

It’s Valentines Day and Bede gets a lot of chocolate and even a huge ass cake and he doesn’t know what to do with it all. He wants to share it with Opal and the gym trainers but they’re all aunties and grannies that they can’t have a lot of sweets and they did give him some of it so he can’t exactly give it back.

The gym trainers aunties tell him to share with his friends. Bede says he doesn’t have friends but they mention Hop, who had been seen coming to visit him often and they seem to get along very well, if the earrings that Bede always wears isn’t enough evidence.

Bede is standing on route 1 with a box of cake and a couple of paper bags filled with cookies and chocolate. He should have contacted Hop in advance. What if he wasn’t home, or was at work with Magnolia’ granddaughter? Worst case would be if he was with company and then he’d have to embarrass himself in front of Hop AND his company.

He takes his chances and walks towards Postwick. It’s so rural, with the Wooloo rolling about and Buttefree and Rookidee flocking. There’s two houses and he isn’t sure which one it is but he sees two familiar figures chatting in front of the gate of one of them. He flinches when they spot him.

He greets them courteously. The ex champion and Hop’s brother returns the greeting with a curious look. The other, the current champion’s brother and Hop’s friend, is looking at him suspiciously. He sucks up some courage and asks if Hop is available. They give each other a look before answering him.

Hop’s friend, Victor, asks why he was here and what he needed from Hop. Bede shuffles with the bags around his arms, the cake was getting kind of heavy. He gestures to all the sweets and tells them his intentions. Of course adding on that they are also free to indulge as well.

They give each other a look again and Bede wonders if they are somehow communicating telepathically. Leon scratches the back of his head, confessing he had even forgotten that today was a special day. (Victor points out that Leon would normally also get a ton of gifts today but Leon said he hadn’t checked his PO box yet.) He invites Bede into his family’s house, Victor following in after him.

Bede settles the sweets onto the coffee table in the living room that he is led to. Apparently the other adults of the house had gone on a vacation for the week, so it’s just them. Victor makes himself comfortable on the couch, Bede takes a seat on the one opposite him. He could hear Leon calling Hop down and the sound of footsteps padding down the stairs.

Hop’s voice carries from the foyer asking what his brother needed him for. (“I thought you and Vic were heading out?”) Leon from the kitchen tells him to go to the living room.

Bede self consciously fixes his appearance as Hop turns the corner into the room. He could hear Victor let out a snort. He sits up straighter when their eyes meet and Hop exclaims his name in surprise. Bede gets a small satisfaction when he sees that Hop also tries to fix himself to look presentable.

Hop asks what he’s doing here and Bede gestures to the box and bags sitting in front of him. (“Don’t get the wrong idea. I got these all from my fans and I definitely can not finish these all by myself.”) Hop scratches his head and mentions that he had forgotten today’s date as well. Victor rolls his eyes but with a smile. Bede also snorted softly (but fondly). Hop asks why they reacted like that but Leon asks him to move so he could put the tea down.

Bede helps make room on the table for the tea. Victor sets the cups and plates. The two brothers take a seat and Bede sweats when he’s staring at the other three from the other couch. (There was plenty of room next to him?)

Hop is beaming but Victor on his right is glaring at Bede with crossed arms and Leon (at Hop’s left) is also staring at him expectantly. Bede somehow feels like meeting Hop’s parents would be a lot less nerve wracking than this.

Bede coughs to break the silence and starts the conversation. He thanks Hop for all the snacks he brought from Kalos so hopefully these make up for it. He hadn’t gone through them yet but they’re free to help themselves. Hop vigorously empties one of the bags onto the table and starts shuffling through them for any interesting ones.

Victor helps himself to some of the fancier packaged ones. Leon is sipping his tea, only picking from the ones that Hop had already opened or dug into. Bede wonders if they actually really wanted to eat chocolate or if they stayed for other reasons.

Hop notes that there’s letters attached to some of them and opens one with sparkling stationery. Victor reprimands him for looking at a letter that isn’t addressed to him but Hop waves it off. Bede had enough fan mail and letters that he disregards most of them. It might have been mean but most of them are the regular “please be my girlfriend!” that he just has no interest in. Hop reads the letter out loud, just a general confession, signed with love from a girl from Hammerlocke. Victor sighs and tells him that it’s really rude and Bede should have taken them to heart since the writer had taken the time to write to him. Bede shrugs, saying he has no interest in the girls that try to court him through these kinds of means. (“If they were serious, they would tell me to my face.”)

Hop is munching away on some cookies when he finally notices the box. He asks to take a look and pulls it towards him before Bede even gives him permission. (Well, he had said everything was open territory.) Hop opens the box and the two at his side lean over this shoulder to get a look at the cake. Hop lets out a snort. It’s a chocolate cake in the shape of a heart with “I LOVE YOU!” on it written in frosting. Victor looks impressed, saying it looks homemade. Leon comments that it’s very thoughtful.

Hop pulls the cake out but realizes there’s no knife, so he puts it down and heads to the kitchen. Bede was in the middle of a sip when Victor speaks up.

“From your fans huh?”

“Pardon?”

Victor leans over on his knee trying to look intimidating. Victor insinuates that Bede had planted a few items in there intentionally meant for Hop but hiding it as a subtle confession because he’s too scared to confront him directly. Bede is about to argue at the ridiculous notion but Hop walks back in with the knife. He doesn’t notice the tension in the room and goes right ahead cutting the cake up.

“You’d really think I would do that?” Bede starts up.

Hop looks rightfully confused. Victor takes a bite out of the cake that Hop had handed to him before looking right at Bede.

“I wouldn’t put it past you.”

“So you’re saying I’m a coward.” Bede slants his eyes

“Perhaps.” Victor glares back.

“So you do want me to say it? And all this time I thought you wanted me to stay far away.”

“Uhhh guys?? What are we talking about?” Hop is looking back and forth between the two.

“This cake is good.” Leon chimes in.

Bede’s smile looks cat-like as he takes a glance at Hop. Victor glares at him in warning.

“Hop, I actually have something to say to you.”

Hop sits up straight at Bede addressing him. Victor is wide eyed.

Bede opens his mouth again but realizes what exactly he is about to say and freezes. Victor takes the opportunity to chime in that they’re out of tea and asks Hop to make more water. Hop glances at Bede, hoping to get him to finish but Victor pushes him out the room with the kettle.

Bede felt a sweat trickle the back of his neck. He really was almost goaded into confessing to Hop. Out loud. He had just very recently processed the emotion to himself in the confines of his own thoughts, he wasn't ready to bring the thought to life yet. Well, it would be one thing to ask Hop out on a date, he could have said so without meaning it, just to put on airs in front of Victor to show him up. But that didn’t feel right to him, especially not how Hop had looked at him so eagerly.

He did like Hop. How and why was a mystery even to himself. Lies. He liked when Hop smiled or got angry and shouted. He liked seeing him fired up and he could be annoying and all up in his space and wouldn’t leave him alone, but he liked that someone wanted to be with him. But he wasn’t ready to tell him that yet.

“That was close.”

Bede jumped. Victor had gone to the kitchen with Hop but Leon was still sitting on the other side of the couch.

“Well, for both of you, I guess. That was a dangerous game.”

Luckily Leon didn’t look angry, but Bede couldn’t get a read on him. He had no idea what the older brother was thinking, but Bede assumed he was on Victor’s side.

“Please don’t let that happen again. I don’t want you two to hurt Hop over a silly rivalry that he’s unaware of.”

Bede realizes he was wrong in his assumption of Leon’s stance. Leon was on Hop’s side first and foremost. And he was right, if Bede had confessed prematurely, it would have ended up hurting Hop and himself.

“I’ll have to talk to Victor later too. But for now, let’s not bring that topic up. I know it’s Valentines day and you came all this way to share us your haul, but I’d rather not have you guys regret the things you say when you don’t truly mean it.”

Bede nods and agrees. He finally picks up the piece that Hop had sliced for him and took a bite. It was good, not the best he’s had but it was homemade. He looks at the letters that had been put to the side. Perhaps he should actually take a look at them. He wasn’t going to reply to each and every one of them, but at least look through them, if the writers had some guts to say something, that took at least a little bit of courage. Bede wasn’t a coward, he would tell Hop to his face when he was ready, none of this letters and chocolate nonsense.

Victor and Hop come back with a new pot. Bede wonders what they had talked about in the kitchen because Hop kept taking glances at him. Hop takes his seat back on the couch when Leon rises and announces he’s heading out and thanks Bede for the sweets. Hop asks where he’s going since he just boiled a new pot. Leon pulls Victor away with an arm around his shoulder and tells Hop that they were sticking with their original plans. Victor tries to protest but Leon’s hold is firm and he is dragged out of the room.

It’s quiet for a good two seconds when they realize they are alone. Hop uncharacteristically stutters and offers Bede more tea. Bede accepts with trembling hands.

Hop brings back up that Bede had wanted to tell him something before Victor had interrupted. Bede doesn’t know how to change the topic but he knows he can’t say what it is he thought about saying before yet.

Instead he asks Hop if he’s ever had homemade chocolates gifted to him before. Hop looked disappointed when he heard the question. Bede wonders what he was expecting. Hop answers that he gets chocolate from Gloria whenever she gets the chance to make them. They’re usually friend chocolates though so they don’t really count? They count as much as getting them from his mom and Gloria’s mom? Also a few years of friend chocolates from when he was still working with Sonia.

Bede exhales from his nose, which Hop took as a taunt. “Well, sorry I’m not a super pretty boy that gets so much chocolate that he has to find people to share it with.”

In reality, it was a sigh of relief, knowing that Bede doesn’t have much competition. Well, perhaps quality over quantity, Champion Gloria and Hop are known for their deep bond.

“So you’ve never been confessed to?”

“No…” A pause. “Not yet at least…”

Uh oh, this was dangerous. He didn’t promise Leon anything but he knew he shouldn't be heading in this direction.

“Mah, good luck then.”

“Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence.” Like, who says good luck to getting confessed to? That’s not in his control?

“Though I would feel sorry for any girl who would confess to you. Clearly they need a change in taste.”

“Rude!”

They banter about other things but they know it’s all harmless and it’s easier for them this way. They nibble on a few more sweets before it’s too much. Hop claims the ones he likes best and cuts the cake into saveable portions to pack up. As they’re cleaning up, Hop asks what he’s going to do with the letters. Bede usually throws them away but he’d at least want to read through them first.

“What? Change of heart?”

“Well, Victor is right, they did take the time to write to me, I could at least skim through it before I trash them.”

Hop sidles next to him, a little too close, wanting to read with him. Bede scoffs at him being nosy but they go through the letters. As they thought, most of them were the same. One signed with a male name stuck out but that was it.

Hop asks if Bede would ever respond to an admirer and Bede just says none of them had a chance. They all lost the moment they thought slipping a piece of paper and some cookies would woo him. They were all fans though, they didn’t really know him and probably only liked the idea of him, or their own version they have of him in their minds. Hop hums in thought and asks what someone would have to do to impress him.

“Why? Interested?” He jokes but his heart races.

Hop splutters, trying to save himself by saying that jerks aren’t very attractive.

“Guess this jerk can take all these goods back then.”

Hop hugs the haul he picked out possessively.

Bede ponders over Hop’s question. He couldn’t imagine being wooed, and yet, this fool sitting next to him had managed to do so somehow. It’s not like Hop did anything special, if anything his first judgement of him was far from impressive. But they learned that they weren’t too different from one another, and maybe that was enough for him to open up to someone who was the total opposite of him in personality.

He didn’t realize he had been in his own thoughts that Hop was waving a hand over his face. He asked what Bede was lost on but Bede just brushed it off. Hop didn’t look convinced and asked if it was about what he was going to say about earlier.

Bede said he had already asked his question but Hop is still staring him down. He decides it time to leave, lest he actually spill his guts. He excuses himself and Hop sees him at the door. Hop scratches his head and asks if he would mind if he gave him something in return for White Day. Bede whips around at the implication but glares, trying to look offended. He reminds Hop that these were from the fans and not from him personally so there isn’t really a reason for Hop to have to pay him back. (He also adds that he’s only sharing with him because Hop had given him all the Kalos snacks.) Hop lets him go and tells him he won’t give him anything for White Day then, geez. Bede huffs. (“Good”)

Hop does show up at Ballonlea gym on White Day with chocolate and flowers (a single rose). Bede is gauging Hops mood, what were his intentions? Hop gives him a cheeky grin, says he’s here because Bede told him specifically not to get him anything and Bede just sighs.

Hop asks if he’s free though and maybe they could go out later. Bede narrows his eyes and asks why. Hop is swaying around and says it’s cuz he wants to take him out, to get dinner. Bede stares. Hop gets increasingly nervous and asks Bede again if he’ll go? Bede pulls back and asks that he not joke with him but Hop jumps up and says he’s serious.

Bede asks if he knows what he’s saying. Hop nods and says that he wants to go on a date with Bede. Bede is super flushed but super pleased and just tells him to wait a moment cuz he’s not done for the day. Hop nods and asks when he should come back. They agree on a time and Bede doesn’t think it’s really happening because that’s not how he planned it.

When they meet up again, Hop is not dressed up any more than usual, which Bede points out. (Bede dressed a little nicer but he usually does.) Hop scratches his head and says he didn’t actually expect Bede to accept.

They go to dinner, it’s not awkward because they interact as they always do, though they both have in the backs of their minds that this isn’t just a regular hangout. Bede finally asks why he came today, was it just to mess with him? Hop said initially, yes it was to piss him off (with the chocolates) but he asked him out with a purpose.

Hop confesses that he likes Bede and that he’d hope Bede would be his boyfriend. Bede is silent and Hop takes it as Bede not believing him and he’s trying to convince him that he really does like him and he starts rambling about all the things he likes about him (he’s a good trainer, he’s cool with his fans even if he’s a jerk sometimes, he’s smart and okay yeah he’s very pretty and he aggravated him but he can’t stop thinking about him and) Hop realizes he’s rambling and Bede is looking at him with a cat smile.

Hop thinks Bede is playing with him and tells him he could be a little nicer and just reject him already instead of letting Hop inflate his ego. Bede instead calls for something. The waiter comes back with a bunch of roses and hands then to Hop. Hop is confused but Bede finally answers.

He was going to confess today. Well, he had made plans to but Hop ruined it by coming here first. Hop is wide eyed behind the roses. Bede doesn’t say “I like you” but just “the feelings are mutual” and leaves it at that.

When they leave the restaurant (Hop demanded he pay), Hop is trying to get Bede to tell him more but Bede just tells him that’s all he needs to know. Hop looks disappointed but offers to walk him back to his home with Opal. They do and Bede allows them to talk about other stuff and it’s almost like before they had confessed. When they’re at the door, Hop looks on expectantly. Bede asks him what he wants and Hop shuffles with the roses in his hand. Hop bails though and just tells him he enjoyed the night and he’ll text him later. He’s about to leave when Bede pulls him over and kisses him near his mouth.

Bede quickly bids him goodnight and flees into the house. Hop is flushed, staring at the door that Bede had fled behind. He grins brightly and does a fist pump. Bede is leaning behind the door, trying to calm his racing heart. It almost feels juvenile, all this non sense. But he remembers Hops smile and it makes him think it’s not so bad.

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i havent been able to draw because im still recovering from whatever the fuck my wrist is doing but i still want to see content for this ship so im doing whatever i can to see them flourish ;w;

#pixi tries to write #bedehop #cheeryfairyshipping #anyway happy white day yall #i wrote this after valentines day but figured it could put it up for the return day

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couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name · 5 years

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About your YouTuber! Percy hc, do you think he would actually know everyone subscribed to him because of the weird background shenanigans or do you think that he’s think they all just find him funny?

okay, I actually have made some more Executive Decisions since I posted that, so let’s just make it clear that:

Percy spent maybe half a day thinking ‘wow I knew I was valid in thinking my girlfriend and sister deserve to be famous’ just because he genuinely hadn’t registered the monster-sized dog or nico crawling out from the shadows behind him as ‘weird’ at first, but then he started reading the comments and was like…..ah,

Annabeth wanted him to immediately delete the videos but he was just like ‘nah it’s too late now we might as well commit’ and started planning his next video lmao. he still didn’t think it was gonna get like, Big tho

demigods and technology don’t mix this is true but by this time the Hephaestus and Athena AND Vulcan kids were all very disgruntled by this and collabed on making a line of products that are monster proof, halfblood suitable, and Hephaestus approved. Percy is using a camera in this line, and that’s why mortals watching his videos aren’t getting blocked by the mist, because….shut up, I said so lol

so again, his videos are mostly tame except for just a few small ‘wtf’ things happening in the background, but it’s enough to get people circulating his videos like ‘hey what the fuck is going on with this guy’ and he gets more and more followers impatiently waiting for updates

after about five months, and article gets posted on buzzfeed about the videos, listing a few theories like, a) it’s photoshopped and cgi-d, although they claim they sent a few clips to video analysists that can’t find any thing fake, and b) this boy is being terrorized by ghosts and demons and he just hasn’t noticed them on camera for some fucking reason, and c) Maybe Us, The Viewers Are The Crazy Ones and d) He’s In Danger And Sending Coded Messages And We Need To Rally Together To Help Him

it trends and his followers SPIKE so Percy decides he should probably do a Q&A and everyone gets hype

except

it’s Percy

He’s sitting on his bed in an orange shirt, but the writing on it is mostly obscured by a blanket. You can JUST see the tip of a spear on the wall above him. There’s a large cut on the side of his head. He’s got a clear glass of some golden liquid he’s sipping from every now and then. There’s an aquarium on the table next to him, but all the fish in the tank are huddled in the same side, staring at him??? Annabeth is sitting next to him, but she’s not looking into the camera, she’s reading a book, and you can see the cover clearly on screen but no one is able to figure out what language it’s in??? at one point during the video, you hear a horse neighing even though he’s in his fourth floor city apartment and his stepfather comes in to tell him ‘blackjack’s in the kitchen make him leave’

but other than that, everyone tuned into this video excited to get answers….but all the answers Percy gives are like ‘Oh, Estelle is 10 months old! she’s getting so big!’ and ‘Annabeth and I met when we were 12′ and ‘I’m looking at colleges in California but I haven’t committed anywhere yet’ and ‘my favorite subject in school is math’

In the middle of the video he read a question ‘please what is up with that dude that keeps crawling out of your fucking walls p l e ase’ and he responds ‘Oh! That’s my cousin Nico! :)’ and then moves back to the tame boring questions sdkjnckdvm

The very last minute of the video, he reads a question asking if he’s possessed and he’s like ‘No, not anymore’ and Annabeth fucking snorts, the first acknowledgement she’s given the whole q&a. the video immediately just ends there, he doesn’t do a sign off or anything

people FLIP

and the next day he’s just back to posting his usual content. this time features a shot of him walking in a rainstorm, to hood no umbrella, completely fucking dry

youtube drama channels are covering every single video he posts. conspiracy theorists are going fucking wild.

one of these youtube conspiracy channels is 100% run by Leo Valdez. He’s having the time of his goddamn life throwing bullshit out there

Piper McLean 100% has her own channel dedicated to debunking everything Leo says on his channel. They’ve been doing this dance since 9th grade and all of their viewers think they fucking hate each other it’s hilarious to them

so SHE points out that not only are Leo’s theories stupid, but he’s been spotted in Percy’s videos! And he was on fire in one of them! Hello???

Someone then tweets her that SHE’S been spotted in Percy’s videos, a few of them the same ones Leo was in, and she responds to the callout with a Mariah Carey gif and goes silent on twitter for three months

Leo starts insisting that’s Definitely Not Him In Percy’s Videos, Thank You, How Dare You Accuse Me Associating With Not Only The Demonic Forces That Follow Him But Also Piper McLean

Percy tweets out a picture of the 7, featuring Leo and Piper hugging and looking like best friends. Leo responds with a Joanne the Scammer gif and also goes quiet on twitter but keeps making ridiculous conspiracy videos lmao

On screen: ‘Hey, Paul, the internet thinks I’m in league with supernatural forces. What do you think about that?’ *camera slowly zooms in on Paul’s tired face as he looks up from reading a book on the Greek god Poseidon*

everyone realizes one of Percy’s mortal friends from school is also a youtuber so they BOMBARD him and he’s just like ‘Listen Percy just….fucking lives like this. he’s not planning anything. He disappears all the time and comes back covered in burns. one time I went in his apartment without calling first and he met me in the living room with a shield and a sword. Sometimes carriage horses in the city get loose and just follow him around and he holds conversations with them. I think his dad is in the mob. He just lives like this. We just got used to it’ sjkdgkjldsklsd

Percy posts a video called ‘skateboarding down my camps climbing wall!!’ and every comment is ‘WHY IS THERE L A V A?!?!?!?!?’

A video where he sees just How Much he can annoy Chiron and Mr. D before he gets threatened with dolphin-ism. It doesn’t take long, but everyone ignores the guy with glowing eyes yelling about how he’s going to change him into a sea creature in favor of focusing in on the fucking leopard head mounted on the wall that’s moving, roaring and being fed snacks???

Rachel goes into Oracle mode and gives out a prophecy in the middle of a live stream and Percy just sighs in annoyance while all the viewers are flipping out like hello isn’t she one of the richest people in the world???

the viewers start trying to decipher the prophecy like they think it’s all planned and Percy’s just slowly dropping some lemony snickett bullshit on them

his videos are ALWAYS trending and he’s one of the most popular vloggers and it’s so funny because 90% of the videos are literally just ‘taking my sister to the park!’ ‘date night with my girlfriend!’ ‘swim team awards ceremony!’ ‘I forgot to study for my history exam!’ like just. the most fucking generic but people are sucked in lmao

He does monthly q&a’s but they mostly go the same way the original one did

‘what’s with the fucking guy who’s half donkey???’ ‘Grover identifies as a goat, actually, please be respectful of that in the future’

‘who’s that fucking kid that crying on your couch that you ignored the whole video’ ‘that’s actually the Greek god Apollo, he was upset because I wanted back the Led Zeppelin shirt he stole from me’

‘am I crazy or was there a 7 foot tall guy with one eye walking around the kitchen eating peanut butter out of the jar’ ‘that’s my baby brother Tyson :)’

‘your friend said your dad’s in the mob but we’ve never seen your father on this channel where is he???’ ‘he, uh…….lives with the fishes?’ (Annabeth groaned at that one lmao)

‘you really vlogged getting struck by lightning and not going to the fucking hospital, huh’ ‘don’t worry, that was just my cousin, she was mad because I stole her nail polish earlier but she wouldn’t kill me over it’

COULD YOU IMAGINE HIM POSTING A VIDEO WITH THE PARTY PONIES AND TITLING IT ‘I ACCIDENTALLY GOT DRAGGED TO FURRY CON’

but overall: Youtuber Percy™ is, in fact, the only valid thing that exists thanks for coming to my TED Talk

#percy jackson #pjo #hoo #toa #rick riordan #asks #molly mumbles

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icecreambeach · 5 years

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Prompt: bad sex (anything from slightly disappointing through to completely disastrous and requiring a visit to Dr Ziegler, up to you!), McHanzo

I feel like I chickened out on the prompt a little (in that the first part is bad sex, but then it evolves into Very Good Sex), but a part of me really wanted to write Jesse and Hanzo clumsily working through one of Hanzo’s many hang-ups. (Not necessarily a hang-up that I permanently HC him as having, but an angle I wanted to explore!) So it starts a little angsty before quickly building into feelings, smut, and then… feelingsmut.Also this is a bit uhhhhh long for a prompt, but! Since when do I not over-write everything.

Obviously, this is rated E. And use condoms in real life, please.

And thank you, motetus, for your very good prompt! If you haven’t already, please check out motetus’s excellent artwork.

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“Han?” Jesse slows his hips, presses a hand to Hanzo’s face. Tries to guide him into eye-contact. “You okay?”

“Yes.” Hanzo is holding up his thighs, spread and lovely, but his neck is twisted into something terrible. Smashing his cheekbone into the pillow like he wants to bury his face. Ignoring Jesse’s guiding touch. “Keep going.”

The cowboy obeys. He doesn’t know what else to do. He’s only been fucking Hanzo for a few months and most of their interactions contained even fewer words than this. Life moves fast for men like them. No time for long, poetic romances; no patience for games. Even now, as they lay on an air mattress in a small cabin in the middle of the forest, they are hunted. Nothing is ever aimless.

But as the look on Hanzo’s face goes from displeased to uncomfortable, Jesse has to slow again. “You sure you’re okay?”

A growl of contempt, then Hanzo pushes his face even further into the pillow. “Yes, hurry up!”

Jesse stops altogether. “Alright,” he mutters, trying not to sound disappointed and failing. “It’s okay.”

“Why are you stopping –”

“It’s alright, Han, we don’t have to –”

“I told you to keep going –”

“I can’t keep it up with you looking like that–”

“What is wrong with –”

“Alright, just knock it off!”

Jesse slips off of Hanzo, breathing rapidly through his nostrils, mouth firm and pupils vibrating. He glares at Hanzo, who looks like a grown man who’s just been yelled at by the person fucking him.

He pushes Jesse out of the way with a snort. “Pathetic.”

“Hold up now,” Jesse brays, whipping off the condom and tossing it into the wastebasket.

“This was a bad idea.”

“Just relax!”

“I was relaxed.” Hanzo yanks on expensive sweatpants, then his yukata. “It’s you who cannot seem to perform a simple function.”

“A ‘function?’ Like I’m a set of gears or something?”

“I should’ve expected it.”

“What the fuck all has gotten your panties in such a twist?”

“We should go back to the way we did it before.”

“You ain’t even listening to me,” Jesse growls, gathering the blankets over his chilly shoulders in retreat.

Hanzo stops. Jesse watches his back rise and fall slowly, recognizes it as controlled breathing.

Must’ve said something that struck a nerve. He can never tell what will get through to Hanzo and what won’t, and he doesn’t have the wherewithal to keep track. Just takes things as they come and hopes it’ll sort itself out. It’s worked out so far. Jesse always did seem to wind up with the most ornery of partners. Maybe he attracted those who would be borderline intolerable for less devil-may-care types. Or maybe he’d always enjoyed slowly breaking in stallions.

But these spats with Hanzo pop up more and more lately. It’d be easy enough to bounce, but Jesse doesn’t feel the urge to run like he usually would. Maybe because Hanzo is just that beautiful. Or maybe because he has nowhere better to go.

When Hanzo turns, Jesse has already softened. His temper burns hot but goes out fast – something he hopes that Hanzo has picked up on by now.

Jesse mutters, “I’m sorry.”“No, I…” Hanzo straightens, tugs his yukata a little more closed, though it just falls open again. “I told you that I am not used to…”“And I told you that you don’t have to bottom. Lord knows I like it enough. And, shit, y’know this ain’t the best place for it. ‘Specially if you ain’t done it too many times before.”Hanzo clears his throat, still not looking at Jesse. “I want to.”

The cowboy looks at him for a hard moment, then lazily reaches for the half-cigar he left in an ashtray by the bed. Give Hanzo a moment to find his words, and he would. Push him for answers and he’d only lock up more. Just like training mustangs.

“It was too fast.”

Jesse’s only just gotten the cigar going when he pulls it down from his mouth and gives Hanzo his raised brows. “Too fast? I could’a slowed down, Han.”

“In the beginning.”

“Oh.” He flashes back to the kissing, to slowly opening Hanzo up, to pushing inside him inch by agonizing inch until he’d started slowly thrusting inside. He hadn’t even gotten past what he’d describe as a leisurely fucking when Hanzo had started looking like he was close to a panic and clenching on him like a vice.

Hanzo is clearly struggling to express himself, arms crossed and gaze still elsewhere. And Jesse, reticent gunslinger that he is, hasn’t a clue as to how to help him.

Maybe they’re better matched than he thought.

“Y’said you’d only bottomed once before?” Jesse takes another puff, trying to sound casual.“Yes.”

“When was that?”Hanzo sighs tersely. Sits beside Jesse on the bed’s edge, where the light through the translucent drapes scatters soft across his frowning profile. “One of the brothers. Hiro.”“Huh. Knew a Blackwatch agent named Hiro.”

Hanzo sighs again, long-suffering. “There are a million Hiro’s.” A pause. “It was the only time I went to his home. It was quick – I had eluded my guards and knew they would call Hiro soon to ask about my whereabouts. It was not… comfortable.”“No shit.”

Hanzo huffs. He looks at Jesse, too, and Jesse is relieved to see some affection there.

“I was not permitted to see men. Did I tell you?”Jesse’s eyes widen. “Seriously? This day and age?”

“It was practicality, not bigotry.”“Don’t know about that.”

“Regardless… it was an unspoken rule. And I barely had the time to court women I was matched with, let alone seek something that could only ever be temporary.”“You were the boss’s son – you’re tellin’ me you didn’t even get to pop bottles in a VIP section once in a blue moon?”Hanzo half-smiles at the ground. “Every leisure activity I pursued was for the benefit of the clan. Socializing with business partners. Participating in festivals or other public relations events. Enhancing existing ties and creating new ones. If I did do something for myself, it was encouraged that I…” Hanzo tosses his hand, a gesture Jesse only ever saw when he was struggling to translate a very Japanese concept into English. “It was understood that I would spend my personal time on approved activities. Training, with my family, or on dates with women my parents chose. Anything else was considered a waste of time, a potential scandal, or worse – an opportunity to blackmail the family.”Once again, Jesse finds himself struggling to relate to Hanzo’s experiences. No one ever gave a rat’s ass what he did with his spare time, let alone with his cock. If he’d had even the benefit of a concerned teacher or a distant relative who laid down some rules earlier on, he might’ve turned out a far different man, but he can’t even stretch his brain that far around. Deadlock’s rules never slowed him down. Even Blackwatch’s regulations never really kept him corralled, and boy, the second they tried – the second his own personal will started scraping up against Reyes’s direction – he was out of there with tires screeching.

He sits there and mouths his cigar and struggles to come up with something that will take that morose look off of Hanzo’s face. A joke? He seemed to like Jesse’s jokes, occasionally. Should they just call it a night and try again later? Something tells him that’s not a good idea. Like Hanzo might take this little crack in the wall and, with solitude and over-thinking, turn it into a breach.

Quickly, Jesse thinks about his new lover: subtle, restrained, stubborn. Traditional. Likes things the way he likes them, won’t accept less. Appreciates nature and old music and good bourbon. High-quality craftsmanship. Things that take time and effort and attention.

It was too fast.

Jesse sets the still-smoking cigar back on its ashtray. “C’mere.”Hanzo looks up. He doesn’t move, so the cowboy scoots closer, the thin sheets barely pooling around his hips.

“We don’t gotta do anything you don’t wanna.”

“But I do want to do…” Hanzo lowers his gaze again, stubborn. “…This.”

“Well, there ain’t no right or wrong way to this. Can go as slow or as fast as you want. Ain’t no timer on my table.” Jesse takes his natural hand and glides the knuckles up Hanzo’s tattooed arm, slow and light. “We’re safe here. Thirty-two whole hours of free-wheeling.”“I know that,” Hanzo grouses again, though less rigid this time. Jesse can see his shoulders loosen just a bit, but it’s still as if he’s got a steel rod in his throat. Still defensive – like he has something to lose. “I still want to try.”

Jesse tries very hard not to screw up his face again – as if squinting hard will help him figure out just what it is going on inside of Hanzo’s head. Wanting to ‘try’ means there’s a right and a wrong way to do a thing, and Jesse’s a hundred percent sure that Hanzo could twirl his hair for a couple hours and he’d consider it a successful night.

It never occurred to him that Hanzo might get nervous around him. What could Jesse possibly do to him?

Slowly, his hand goes to Hanzo’s shoulder. A chaste touch; like he’s working out a sore spot. It’s a wonder he’s never touched Hanzo without intent to generate or dispel lust before. There’s a lot he should’ve done before.

“I know I ain’t said it before, but, uh,” Jesse clears his throat again, finds his head go fuzzy trying to get the right words in order, “I like being with you. Even when we ain’t knockin’ boots. We could order a pizza and watch shitty TV and I’d still be having a grand ol’ time.”

Hanzo snorts, but the disbelief is only slight. He leans into Jesse’s hand when it comes up to his face, though he seems oddly disquieted by the experience. Both Hanzo and Genji didn’t seem like they grew up with any kind of regular physical affection – shit, the first time Jesse’d hugged Genji, the guy flipped him onto his back – but right now Jesse is fixated on getting Hanzo to know, really know, that he can’t do anything wrong in this scenario. That he can just be free.

But maybe that’s not what he needs.

Back in Blackwatch, Genji’s work ethic startled Jesse. He threw himself into simulations and regimens and tests from dawn until dusk. He worked his new body to its breaking point and then crashed in the common dorm without a word exchanged. Jesse brought it up to Gabe more than once. Said he didn’t think it was right, Gabe running the new guy ragged like that. Especially after all he’d been through.

But Gabe just looked at Jesse in that semi-pitying way that he did and told him: Genji isn’t like you. He needs rules to feel free. Expectations he can meet and feel satisfied in accomplishing. Even when he was dicking around on his family’s dime, his life had more structure than you could ever imagine. If we don’t give him that now, the freedom could kill him.

When Jesse imagines how much worse it must be for Hanzo, and really looks at him, he can see just what a struggle it is for the guy to even bend towards Jesse’s offered hand. To simply sit with the touch after Jesse told him that he could do whatever he wanted. That permanent knot between his brow is starting to make a whole lot more sense.

Of course Hanzo would treat bottoming as some sort of task at which he can succeed or fail.

Jesse holds Hanzo’s face and gently tugs until their eyes lock. “There’s this, uh…” He keeps his voice low, husky, near-whispering. Just how he knows Hanzo likes it. “There’s this thing I learned. First guy I was with tried it out with me. Back in Deadlock, we didn’t get much time or space for messin’ around. Always worried ‘bout the law, ‘specially out on the road. This thing… it got me to relax real well. Was real fun.” He strokes down the side of Hanzo’s beard, gives his goatee a playful shake before he lets him go. “Wanna try it?”Hanzo hesitates. “What does it entail?”

“Well,” Jesse smiles and spreads his thighs, facing Hanzo more squarely on the bed; open, yielding. “I tell you something I want you to do, then you do it. Then you tell me something you want me to do, and I do it. Doesn’t have to escalate, doesn’t have to follow no line. Could be I ask you, like,” he nudges Hanzo with his leg, “Stroke up and down my thigh a bit, then could be you ask, Tell me something you like about my eyes. Could be anything. I’ll put on the damn kettle if you ask me to.” Jesse raises a coy brow. “But you gotta do two things. One – if you don’t wanna do what I ask, you gotta tell me so. Then I’ll pick another request. Two – If you got no objections, you gotta do exactly what I say. Think you can handle that?”Hanzo scoffs, and Jesse smiles. Fish hooked. “Of course.”

“Alrighty.” Jesse sits up. “Gimme a kiss, then.” Then, feeling he might have made the first request too easy, he tags on, “Without using your hands.”

Hanzo appraises Jesse’s face and, with a look that warms the cowboy far more than he’d ever expect, seems to find something he likes there. Then he leans forward, closes his eyes and the press of their lips is so soft, so slow. So much like the first time: sea salt wind and whiskey breath and Hanzo high up on the comm tower with his scarf whipping like the flimsy drapes that shield their soft little room now. Jesse lifts both hands to hold Hanzo’s jaw. Something loosens, and both men drop their shoulders. One of them moans. Hanzo brings up a knee, scoots a little closer.

The room is so quiet that every little sound of their lips moving together is pronounced, undeniable. It gets Jesse going something fierce, even though when Hanzo tries to add his tongue into the mix, he pulls away a little and responds with even more chaste drags of his lips. Frustration in the archer isn’t cute – he’s known Hanzo to get dangerously demanding when he doesn’t get what he wants, or else to disappear entirely as he nearly did earlier.

But, for now, he is quiet. He wants to complete his objective, Jesse suspects. He wants to do a good job.

When Jesse is satisfyingly kissed, Hanzo leans back, humming low in his chest like he’s just had something delicious. Flushed, sleepy-eyed, but expectant. Still ready to perform this game well.

But Jesse can see him struggling to figure out not only what he wants, but how to ask it from Jesse.

“You can also tell me,” the cowboy rumbles, brushing his nose against Hanzo’s, “To give you another request. If you want.”

Hanzo’s eyes narrow suspiciously, but it passes as he re-focuses on Jesse’s lips. Jesse hopes he’s going to ask for more kisses, but then he mutters in that raspy, gloriously low voice: “lick my neck.”

Jesse leans in slow, lets his beard graze the pale skin before he places one, two, several kisses in a languid line across the slope of that strong throat, and then follows with drags of his tongue. Light, sensual drags of his mouth, then deeper sucking on the racing pulse. He hears Hanzo let out a deep breath and tries not to pat himself on the back too much, which doesn’t prove hard to do. With Hanzo so close, so still and warm beneath his lips, smelling like he smells and groaning like he groans… Jesse is rapidly forgetting why he started this whole thing in the first place.

He leans back when he thinks he’s spent about as much time on Hanzo’s neck as they spent kissing. “Uh…” Jesse looks Hanzo’s torso up and down, “Play with my hand.”If Hanzo thinks the request is odd, he doesn’t show it. He takes Jesse’s natural hand in his own and squeezes the thumb pad, smoothes down the fingers, slips his own in-between. He smiles as if at some private joke, then, murmurs something about how he used to get massages like this after training. Jesse hums along, turning his hand under Hanzo’s direction, watches it for awhile. Then he watches Hanzo’s face. The undoing of his knotted brow.

Roughly the same amount of time passes before Hanzo whispers: “play with my hair.”

Jesse is smiling wide when he takes Hanzo’s hair in both of his hands and pulls through the inky silk strands. Hanzo closes his eyes and leans even closer as Jesse strokes, gently scratches, gathers and releases the longest part of his hair. Slow hands rub up and down the shaved sides, especially at the back of his neck, soft like the night-breeze through the window.

His efforts are rewarded with a sigh – the kind of sigh he’s never heard from Hanzo before.

“I love your hair, honey,” Jesse sighs, unexpected even to himself. He feels pressure threaten as Hanzo’s eyes lift and widen – this is far beyond the world of rough trysts they’ve been enjoying for the better part of two months, but no part of him wants to stop. “So beautiful.”

Then he whispers, “Give me another request.”Hanzo sighs. Takes his time, and Jesse gives it to him. “I want you to lick my chest.”Jesse couldn’t have come up with a better idea.

He guides Hanzo to his back and Hanzo goes, makes himself comfortable against the pillows. Jesse smoothes his hand over Hanzo’s pecs from his side, staring at him like he doesn’t know where to begin. Then, trusting to impulse again, he swiftly ducks his head and licks flat over one nipple. Flicks it with the tip of his tongue.

“Jesse,” Hanzo sighs, gripping the cowboy’s hair as that tongue makes rapid circles.

Jesse looks up. “Don’t look away,” he whispers. Hanzo frowns minutely, but obeys, somehow seems to know it to be Jesse’s next command, even if his own request is not yet complete. Jesse lifts up, straddles Hanzo’s legs so he can bend over his chest like a starving man at a trough. He knows how much Hanzo likes his mouth, knows that Hanzo knows how much he likes his chest. But he’s never told Hanzo to watch, never made a special effort to show him the extent of his want, never threw himself into demonstration. But now he feels like he’s got something to prove beyond the white-hot sensations in his groin.

He sucks one of the nipples between his teeth and teases with the edges. He feels the fingers in his hair tighten as he mouths the other nipple, twists the first, and hums. No matter how many times he gets his hands on Hanzo’s tits, he can never get enough. Soft skin that turns red under his teeth, full muscle that yields to his hands. And such an obvious erogenous zone for Hanzo – Jesse can feel him slowly churn his hips, humping air, scraping Jesse’s scalp with his nails. Saliva escapes Jesse’s bottom lip as he breathes out steam, flicks his tongue again. The metal hand on the other nipple pinches just hard enough to sting.

He closes his mouth and sucks and hums and circles the nub with a greedy tongue. Then Hanzo yanks back his hair and Jesse’s jaw goes slack, eyes blurry as he stares into Hanzo’s. Both men are dark red. Breathing hard. Worked up to all hell. Hanzo’s chest looks like it got beat up.

Then Jesse follows Hanzo’s guiding grip until they’re both on their sides. He lets Hanzo lick into his mouth while he strokes up and down Hanzo’s sides. Softly, he comes back from the edge.

“Your turn,” Hanzo mutters.

Jesse closes his eyes, lips centimeters away from Hanzo’s lips. “Let me…”He touches down the bridge of Hanzo’s nose with the tip of his warmed metal finger. Feels Hanzo knead the muscles of his lower back. Their cocks rock together, both of them too far gone to stay still.

With a low sigh, Jesse realizes that he’s having too much trouble keeping a single thought in his head, let alone continuing the experiment he started. He wonders if it wasn’t to help himself more than Hanzo. “Give me another request.”

“Kiss me.” One corner of Hanzo’s reddened lips curls upward, as if startled by his own quickness in answering. “And finger me.”

Jesse moans right up against Hanzo’s open mouth. There’s the lordly killer he knows.

He kisses Hanzo like they’ve only ever done while both of them were too drunk for bedrooms and too horny for words. He finds the lube still on the bedside table and manages to keep kissing Hanzo while he coats his fingers, warms it up, presses it slow and teasing to Hanzo’s waiting hole. With a wild smirk, Hanzo draws back, situates his head against the two pillows still bunched up against the headboard. Jesse follows like a hound, gets Hanzo to put his ankle over his shoulder, leans down until their mouths are together again. There’s still some pressure when he pushes two thick fingers inside. Still tight and silky like he remembers. Hanzo slaps a hand to Jesse’s trapezius and hooks around the back of his neck, holding on, grunting. There’s something so charmingly jock-ish about it, as if Jesse were helping him pop a joint back into place or stretching out his hamstrings, and Jesse grins, gives Hanzo’s ear a kiss where he can.

He takes his time. Pulls out to the last knuckle, then twists in again slow. Lets Hanzo know that he’s not just trying to spread him – he’s trying to feel him from the inside. Then he spreads his fingers apart to feel him even more. Between the heat, the tightness, and the soft walls clutching around his slicked fingers, Jesse’s jaw is permanently dropped. Staring, riveted. Feeling around for that spot he knows Hanzo will love.

Then Hanzo hitches his breath and for a second, Jesse thinks he might be regressing. He leans back to see, but the only story Hanzo’s face tells is one of total pleasure: hazy heat and sharp-edged need. That notched frown like an underline instead of an X. Parted lips, the hint of bared teeth. Glowing from the chest up.

It makes Jesse access the old roguish top he used to be. “You like that, sweetheart?”

Hanzo’s lips part even more. The brow notch deepens. He looks like he’s halfway between being tortured and wanting to torture. Like he’d wring Jesse’s neck for making him feel this good.

For a brief moment, Jesse worries that Hanzo will think this was his plan all along. To get Hanzo nice and pliant just so Jesse could get what Jesse wants.

But then Hanzo nods. It’s small, and so fast, but Jesse catches it and his eyes light up. He knows his eyes light up because he can feel the strain and also because Hanzo mirrors it back to him – like a teenager, Hanzo’s mouth makes the shape of a snicker and he pulls up his own thigh to the outside of Jesse’s hip, giving his hand even more room. Looking like a happy man.Jesse grins. Whispers like smoke. “Yeah? You like my fingers?” He makes a show of licking his own metal palm and smoothing the saliva over his own cock, dazed and wanton. Hanzo’s leg twitches on his shoulder. “You like gettin’ filled up by my big ol’ hands?

Hanzo whispers and mutters at the same time, vague and subterranean, impossible to decipher except that it feels very positive. Jesse hears a gravely ‘oishii’ and so pushes harder against the soft node of his prostate, makes jabbing motions that cause Hanzo’s hips to jump in time.

“More.”

Jesse immediately adds more slick, holds Hanzo open by the back of his thigh and pushes inside with three fingers. Hanzo bucks with his leg bobbing in the air. Head thrown back. Hands clutching at the pillow behind his head. If he was clutching Jesse’s fingers before, he’s sucking on him now, and Jesse tells him so, mutters deep and dark about Hanzo’s hole until the archer is red from chest to hairline.

Then Jesse curls his fingers upwards and has to put his metal hand over Hanzo’s mouth to silence the loud groan that shoots out. “Shhh. Easy, darlin’.” He smiles at Hanzo’s furious, molten-hot gaze and drops his hand enough to press his mechanical thumb against Hanzo’s wet bottom lip. “Don’t want the neighbors to call the cops, now.”

Hanzo bares his teeth and growls like he’d fight off a thousand cops just to keep Jesse’s hand pumping against his prostate. His hips buck in time with Jesse’s hand, in and out, curling and hooking, twisting and stroking. Jesse edges back and looks down just so he can see his spread hole, so much wetter and redder than the time they’d tried before. He looks up to check, and, yes – Hanzo’s cock is wetter too, thick and weeping all over his abdominals. The rest of him is so loose and sweaty and pulsating with life that it makes Jesse glow.

They definitely went too fast last time. This is better than anything he could’ve ever planned.

“Fuck. Hanzo.”

Hanzo lifts his chin. He stretches his chest out, stretches his arms until his hands are fully behind his head.

Open. Even yielding. And, yeah, there’s no mistaking it – more a little proud. As if he’d accomplished something in getting fucked open so nicely on Jesse’s fingers. As if it were his idea all along to play this game.

Then again, if the heat on Jesse’s skin and the strain in his groin is any indication, the thing making Hanzo preen like that could be the actual sight of Jesse. He knows he must look wrecked already.

Then the archer licks his teeth. “I believe… it is. Nngh. Your turn.”Jesse straightens. Looks down with heavy lids and red hunger. Sweeps his eyes over each glorious piece before resting on the blown-black gaze staring so fearlessly back at him.Jesse runs his hand over Hanzo’s lower belly as he rubs his prostate. Trying to feel his own prodding fingers through his gut. “Tell me to fuck you.”Hanzo arches, and groans: “fuck me.”Jesse takes himself in hand. He pushes his knees under Hanzo’s thighs, makes him spread, takes a moment just to stroke over Hanzo’s now-puffy hole with his thumb. Marvels slack-jawed at the slippery red head nudging at the buttery soft ring trying to suck him inside.“Fuck me now.”

Jesse pushes. The wider head slips in suddenly, makes him gasp and Hanzo moan. Hanzo pulls up on his own thighs to better accommodate the stretch. He growls while Jesse lets out a string of hoarse expletives, one for every inch. “Fuckin’ tight,” he hisses, taking Hanzo under the knee and holding the leg out to get a better view. “But you’re takin’ me so nice, Han. Opening up real good for me, baby.”Fully seated, Jesse feels Hanzo relax even more. He starts to rock. Hanzo’s jaw remains loose, mouth hanging open and then clenching in a half-snarl, looking at Jesse like he’s the sun and also like he wants to hit him a little, maybe. The man’s natural aggression only makes the act hotter – like Jesse wrangled himself something wild, something that was difficult to catch.

It takes Jesse a few seconds to realize that part of that expression is surprise. Surprise that it could feel this good.

And that makes Jesse bow forward, kiss Hanzo on the mouth and sink into him to the hilt. Hanzo squeezes Jesse with his thighs, squeezes around him, too, and shudders when Jesse groans against his lips. A thousand dirty words shoot through his brain.When Jesse opens his eyes, he’s looking at Hanzo half-bemused expression, and realizes that he didn’t keep that long thread of inventive profanity inside his head.“If you say Jesus one more time,” Hanzo shifts his hips, like he wants to sit up, “I am afraid he will turn up.”

Jesse leans back, but then Hanzo keeps pushing, until he’s on top and Jesse is bent-kneed beneath him. His hands trace softly up Hanzo’s sides, fingers curl into the shadows of his muscles, thumb grazing the nub of one hip bone. In the dark, he thinks he can see himself through Hanzo’s belly. Or maybe his sick mind just wants to see it.Then Hanzo gets up on his heels and lets Jesse almost entirely out of him. Jesse swears he can almost feel the last catch of Hanzo’s holes, and then he drops, and Jesse howls.

“Neighbors,” Hanzo hisses, but it’s half-lost behind his clenched teeth and the urgent downpour of need that seems to swallow them both at the same time.

Hanzo draws himself up and down the full length of Jesse again, and again, greedy for every spare inch, until the gunslinger can only hold on for dear life and hope he doesn’t come before he’s had a chance to wear Hanzo out. Words and curses spill straight from his mind to his mouth without filter and he’s hardly conscious of any of it. All he knows is the tight clutch around his cock and the slap of firm muscles against his pelvis and the warm skin under his hands and the sight of Hanzo, gleaming and lust-shocked and looking at Jesse like that.

For a man who’s never ridden cock before, Hanzo move like a goddamn rodeo cowboy. Jesse feels like he’s being milked when Hanzo finally settles down, starts rocking just to feel the grind of Jesse’s cock against his prostate. The smell and the heat and the noise expand until Jesse feels a touch of other-world madness about him, like they’ve slipped into a whole new zone. It makes his groans sound croaky, his hands grip tighter. He tries to thrust up hard for awhile, and Hanzo lets him, hisses and even whines through it all, but then Hanzo pushes him down by the shoulders and starts riding again. Determined to do it himself. Licking into Jesse’s mouth like he’s trying to steal it.

It’s no surprise that neither of them really last, or that neither seem upset about it. Jesse sees it approach Hanzo first, his little gasps and increasingly louder groans, and he squeezes hard on his hips to get his attention. “How you wanna come for me, honey?”

Hanzo growls through his panting breath and rocks harder, faster, gyrating just enough to get Jesse’s cock against just the right spot. He leans back to grab Jesse’s thighs as his hips make quick, jerking nods, and Jesse reaches down to stroke him through every pulse. Sudden shocks of come reach all the way to Jesse’s throat, but most of it lands on his chest.

The archer is spent, but still he rocks, now leaning forward to grab Jesse’s tits and rub his own come into Jesse’s skin. “Come inside me, Jesse.”

Helpless to deny him, Jesse takes Hanzo by the hips and holds him in a strong enough grip to prevent Hanzo from moving while Jesse fucks up into him like a hare. Hanzo groans, low and steady, urging Jesse on in Japanese until Jesse shouts, bucks, and shoots off as deep inside Hanzo as he can go.

The slow ceiling fan is absolutely no help. Jesse is hot and sticky and Hanzo is laying on top of him with his full weight, stuck together until their breath returns to normal. Jesse isn’t sure if he should be the one to speak first. He isn’t sure he should speak at all, to be frank – he isn’t confident that he’ll be able to keep his heart inside the cage of his chest.

“Shower with me,” Hanzo mutters as he slowly pushes himself up.Jesse goes. Pliant and warm with afterglow, he pads heavy steps after the archer, who somehow walks with the same graceful power he always does. Jesse has time to admire his elegance, the way he lays down a towel on the floor before allowing Jesse inside first, the way he strokes a lather through Jesse’s chest hair in hypnotic, figure-eight movements.

Eventually, he realizes that it’s weird that he hasn’t spoken yet, and intelligently croaks out: “s’good.”Hanzo looks up at him, cocks an eyebrow, and then resumes rinsing the soap from his hair. “Yes, you were.”Jesse beams. He strokes Hanzo’s scalp, pulls him out from under the water just enough to rest his forehead against Hanzo’s. “Killin’ me.”Hanzo grins. “It was a good idea, your game.” He pets up Jesse’s sides, rough and quick, like he’s stroking a horse. From anyone else, it might feel odd, even a bit standoffish, but from Hanzo it’s just right. “Your partner in Deadlock must have been quite the man.”Even though the temptation to milk Hanzo’s jealousy is great, Jesse can’t help but be honest. “There was no Deadlock partner.”Hanzo looks up. “What?”“I mean, I had partners in Deadlock, but ain’t none of ‘em ever teach me that. I just made that up on the fly.”Hanzo blinks with silent questioning.Jesse takes his hand, halfway apologetic, but they both have to know how much he isn’t sorry. “Just thought it’d be a good idea. Didn’t think you’d go for it if you knew I’d just thought it up myself.”Hanzo looks to the side, past the tiled wall. His hands continue to make slow trips up and down Jesse’s sides to the point that Jesse, once again, begins to worry.Then Hanzo rests his temple against Jesse’s chest and presses his palm against Jesse’s lower back. “I would still have ‘gone for it.’”“Oh yeah?”“You have very good ideas.”“Aww – flatterer.”

Hanzo reaches around, squeezes Jesse’s ass, and looks up at him with a tired, deeply satisfied smile. “It was your idea to flirt with me in the first place, was it not?”- - -I added this ficlet to my prompt-fic on Ao3!https://archiveofourown.org/works/14761046/chapters/46189798

#mchanzo #mchanzo fanfic #prompts #motetus

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softforcal · 5 years

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hcs for going on tour with poly!cake ??? x

-meeting them while they were writing Youngblood at a party somewhere and instantly hitting it off with both of them

-just such great connection off the bat that you all exchange numbers and Luke even makes like a group chat for the three of you to talk because you hit it off so well

-going and hanging out with them a lot

-getting to be the luckiest person fucking ever because they’re really excited about the album and show it to you before it’s even out

-so… i feel like in the past, guys in the band have definitely been sexually attracted to the same girl before, like that shits bound to happen

-but they both actually adore you and want something more?

-and they’re best buds and bandmates so they have this long talk about Polyamory and if they’d be down for it

-so much research on polyamory

-they decide they’d be down and all thats left is to talk to you about it

-being invited over to Cal’s place like any other normal day

-Cal has cooked something great for the three of you and you’re all hanging out, talking, laughing, with music on in the background

-”so you guys are going on tour soon huh?” you say finally.

-the thing is they both knew they were going on tour but they hadn’t even factored that into the whole poly thing? so they’re both sitting there like idiots and Luke’s just like “you should come. as our girlfriend.”

-you and Cal both almost choking on your food

-”sorry what?” you ask. Luke looks like a fish out of water so Cal slips in like “we both really like you. and we’d both really like to date you.”

-”so like Polyamory?”

-the three of you get talking about it and you end up talking for hours

-the sun goes down and you’re all cuddled there talking about it and playing music and before you know it the sun has come up again

-the general consensus is that you’re all going to give it a try

-”but no matter what, we want you to come on tour with us.”

-these two soft boys would miss you way too much if they went without you

-so of course you say you will

-”holy shit its morning!” you have to be somewhere so you scramble to the door, turning to hug your boys like you always do

-Cal’s arms wrap around you and his lips press into yours, his firm and warm embrace keeping you there as his tongue gently explores and you grip his face with your hands

-he finally lets you go with a lazy grin

-you turn to Luke and then he’s grabbing your face and kissing you, he’s softer but still amazing

-pulling away from him kinda flustered and being like “okay well i have to go now.” “bye Princess.” “talk later.”

-you leave but keep kinda looking back at them because wtf and they both just grin and wave until you’re out of sight

-”that went really well.”

-so you begin dating these two and things go so well and before you know it, it’s almost time to go on tour

-the three of you all helping each other pack

-”hey Y/N, have you seen my MAINE shirt? really wanna bring it. ” “oh yeah, it’s at my place, i’ll throw it in my suitcase for you.”

-”Y/N you’re bringing that really cool highlighter right?” “of course i am Luke, and i even went and bought you one so you don’t have to steal mine anymore.”

-the three of you somehow fitting into the back of a cab to get to the airport because you’re all just so in love that you can’t bare to have one of you sit in the front seat like an actual adult

-Ashton and Michael met you at the party the first night you met Luke and Calum and they’ve met you a few times after that but this will be the first time you’re like actually with them for a long period of time

-you, Cal and Luke roll up to the airport all holding hands and giggling and in love and Ashton and Michael are just like “fuck, here we go.”

-you really make an effort to get to know them better from the start, standing in line with the group but talking to Ashton or Michael but one of your boys always gets kinda whiney about it

-Luke and Cal finally getting you to themselves for a bit and you’re like “guys, i’m just trying to get to know your friends, calm down.” and they both admit they’re being kinda needy

-”but what if you like Ashton more than me?” “its never going to happen Luke, don’t worry. i love you guys too much.”

-holy fuck dropping the L word just like that and they’re both shook

-Luke and Cal are actually just too shocked to even say it back right away

-but you know they love you too, so this time when you go over to talk to Michael they both are actually more chill

-getting on the airplane and oh no, the horror, there are only two seaters, no three seaters

-Cal giving in and taking the seat behind you and Luke but not before giving you the sweetest kiss ever and telling you he loves you too

-this prompts Luke to also realize he hasnt said it so he says it too

-you and Luke trying to talk to Calum through the space between your seats

-but then Cal’s like “i’m going to sleep.”

-so he sleeps and you and Luke talk most of the flight and listen to music

-Luke ends up falling asleep on your chest and Ashton actually comes over and is like “its nice that you’re here. they’d be wrecked if you werent.” “really?” “yeah, since the first night they met you they havent shut up about you.”

-its really nice to have a show of support from Ashton

-landing at the airport and you’re so tired that Luke carries you through the airport

-”there’s going to be a lot of paps, so you can hide your face against my back if you want.”

-definitely trying to be low key so you take Luke’s advice and hide your face in his shoulder

-its an experience to say the least

-Luke and Cal are super protective of you

-so any paps who are yelling things like “who’s the girl!?” or “show us your face!” get death glares from your boys

-letting out a sigh of relief at the hotel

-the three of you going to look at the city, all wearing hoodies that hide most of your faces so that you wont get papped

-definitely wearing one of Luke or Cal’s hoodies because yes please

-holding hands with both of your boys and taking all sorts of weird pictures of each other in your super odd outfits that consist of hoodies and huge sunglasses

-getting a call from Ash who is just like “i’m calling you being Luke and Cal don’t answer they’re phones when they’re with you but we need you all to come back to the hotel.”

-from that moment on, if anyone needs to get a hold of Luke or Cal, they know who to call

-being in a poly relationship on tour isnt the easiest thing seeing as most seats or beds are only really made for two people

-taking turns is a thing

-but also Luke is a bit more needy than Cal which Cal is chill with so usually you’ll sit with Luke (but you make it up to Cal later ;)

-lots of pre concert kisses

-always having glitter somewhere on your body from Luke lets be honest

-running your hands over Calum’s beautiful jackets

-taking so many picture of them being beautiful before a show

-Andy actually saying you have an eye for photography and Luke and Cal obviously really put their best foot forward for you when you have a camera so he lets you borrow his to take pictures sometimes

-there being an influx in Cake pictures on their instas because you take bomb ass photos of the two of them

-Luke credits you on one of the pics and suddenly the whole fandom explodes

-there being conspiracies that you were the girl on Luke’s back at the airport

-after one particularly amazing concert, Luke and Cal come off stage and they’re both super pumped and full of endorphins and they’re both just like “we want to make this insta official.”

-they’d been thinking about it for a while and even each have a photo of the three of you that is their favourite to post

-you quickly find your favourite (its easy because it’s your phone background)

-and you all make a post.

-can you imagine captions like “my two favourite humans” “more than enough love to go around.” “Have your Cake and eat it too” and that sort of shit?

-the three of you being all so pumped after posting that ya’ll gotta find a back stage room with a lockable door to just fuck because hot damn you’re on top of the world

-Cake sex is super passionate

-like they both feel things so intensely and they’re creative souls

-lots of groaning and clenching eyes and hands on skin

-yeah pre and post concert sex is a thing for them (this is just a thing in general tbh)

-Ashton and Michael having both walked in on you before

-trying to fix yourselves afterwards but its so obvious ya’ll just fucked because Luke’s glitter gets everywhere

-trying to wipe the glitter off Calum

-the fandom being super accepting because its obvious how happy Luke and Cal have been the past few months

-always managing to steal some sort of clothing from one of them

-”i love that you guys give us so many roses.” Luke says on stage one night, “would you guys mind if i give one to my and Cal’s beautiful girlfriend Y/N?”

-this fucker calls you on stage to give you a rose while the rest of the band teases the shit out of you three

-”see this looks cute now, but you guys don’t have to deal with this shit 24/7.” Michael tells the crowd

-singing with these two is a dream

-Calum opening up and showing you and Luke the lyrics in his little book he keeps

-going clubbing and having super sexy dancing with these two because what a fucking dream team

-Calum likes to mark up your neck a lot i feel

-one (if not both) of them almost always goes out with you to see the cities you’re in while on tour but a few times for some huge reason they can’t be there so you go out with Ashton or Michael

-they both really like you because of how happy you make Luke and Calum

-the fandom making huge memes about Mashton being a thing now because Cake became legit

-your name coming up in sound checks all the time

-they take you out on super cute dates and when they get recognized you’re down to take pictures of them with the fans and they love you for it

-so Ashton being Ashton totally came up with a ship name for the three of you and made an instagram with it as the handle before ya’ll came out as a poly triad so that when you finally came out, you would have your own instagram

-posting so many cute pictures of the three of you on it as a record for yourselves but obviously getting a shit ton of followers

-Andy even sending you pictures he’s taken of the three of you for that insta

-like, especially Calum likes to keep more personal pictures off his actual insta so this is a middle area that he’s cool with

-sharing a tour bus bunk with one of them and usually someone wakes up during the night and misses you so you switch bunks

-going to sleep with Luke but waking up with Cal because he missed you during the night

-trying to be sneaky and have sex on the bus but it never works because you always get caught, or there isnt enough space

-but so much unconditional love

-is Cake my new favourite ship? are ya’ll seriously making me put Cashton into number 2 with all these amazing Cake requests?

#calum hood #calum hood smut #calum hood x reader #luke hemmings #luke hemmings smut #luke hemmings x reader #cake #poly #poly!cake #5sos #5 seconds of summer #hc #softforcal #cake 5sos #5sos cake #tour

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thatsweetbobbyfacetho · 5 years

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“Can’t you stay a little longer?”

@curiousdamage requested this one for Dutch & Joelie. I’m still working on fleshing out their relationship so this was just random and I don’t even know but it was fun to write so I hope it’s fun to read too! Oh! Also I totally stole her hc first name for Dutch too, also because it’s a Dutch name you pronounce the j like a y so it’s more like Yan.

"Can't you stay a little longer?”

She looked towards the sound of the voice to see Mrs. Van Dijk's grandson leaning in the doorway with his killer smile and a glint in his playful brown eyes.

When Mrs. Van Dijk had first started talking up her grandson to her she had found it cute in that patronizing way. How many of her previous home care patients had thought she would be just perfect for someone in their lives? But then she had finally met him and she couldn't help but find him somewhat attractive.

He stood there shirtless, tattooed on both his shoulders and wiping oil and grease off his hands. It was possibly one of the sexiest things she had ever seen. He must have been working on one of his many projects that he kept out back.

"Hello, Jan. And no, I'm meeting up with some friends for drinks." Joelie smiled as she finished packing her bag.

He walked right up next to her. "I'm a friend, I'll get you a drink. Come on have one beer with me."

It was difficult to keep from reaching out to touch his perfectly chiselled chest and abs. Biting her lip she studied him for a moment. Really she should know better than to get involved with her client's grandson but he was just so damn fine.

"One beer, that's it. And only because I'm off the clock."

She had barely consented before his arm was around her waist, leading her out back to the garage in the backyard which he had pretty much taken over as his own personal workshop. In one corner there was an older couch by a bar fridge and he motioned for her to have a seat as he got the drinks.

"Thanks." She smiled, faint pink highlighting her cheeks as he passed her a can. Sure she had dated her fair share of cute guys before but none that were cute and rich. Not that she was sure he was rich but if his grandmother was any indication then he probably was too.

"Of course." He replied, sitting down beside her as his arm once more wrapped around her, this time along her shoulders.

"So which one of these hunks of junk are you working on?" She gave him a sideways smile trying to get a rise out of him.

"Hey now! These aren't junk, they're classic!" He couldn't help but chuckle along with her. "I'm working on that one right there."

He pointed to the car directly in front of them. "It's a Triumph TR6. The body was in good condition, figured I could handle the rest. Might make some decent money on it once I've got it running."

Joelie smiled sipping at her drink, "My dad had a TR6, he loved it. Sold it for something more practical when I was a kid. He used to take me out for drives on Sundays after church. "

"Church huh? You're religious?" He asked.

Joelie shrugged, "Religious enough. My family is Anglican and has been for generations." She reached over, playing with the saint's medallion that hung around his neck. "Are you as Catholic as your grandma?"

He chuckled, "Catholic enough." He brushed some bangs out of her eyes and behind her ear. "Maybe once I've got it restored I'll take you on a drive."

She swallowed hard, their gaze was locked as she stared deeply into his brown eyes. There was so much she didn't know about him. Whenever she asked too many questions about Jan, his grandmother would change the subject which only made her wonder what disapproving things he was up to. The worst part was, being here with him like this, the way he held her cheek, she didn't care.

"I'd like that," she said softly before leaning in, her lips pressing against his and he reciprocated. She could feel him pulling her against him and she relented. Forgetting about the beer can in her hand she let it slip through her fingers, jumping back with a bit of a scream as she cold liquid started to pour over both of them.

"Oh shit!" She fumbled trying to grab the can as he just laughed at her.

"I think that's the first time I've heard you curse!"

She gave him a dirty look, exasperated and covered in beer. "That's because you've only really ever seen me at work. Goddamnit, I'm going to have to change now."

"Let me drive you home, you can't take the bus like that."

"How did you know I took the bus?" She flushed embarrassed. Her dad's cancer treatments had taken priority over everything else and they didn't come cheap. A car was a frivolous expense for the time being.

He leaned in with a quick kiss, "I've been watching you almost as often as you've been watching me. Come on, grab a helmet and we'll take my bike."

Joelie soon found herself wearing one of Jan's leather jackets and clinging to his body for dear life as they sped down side streets to her parent's house. She decided he didn't need to know that last part, at least not yet.

"Thanks for the ride, it saved me a lot of time." She slipped the jacket off her shoulders, moving to hand it to him but then realizing that wasn't going to work. "I guess I'll bring the jacket and helmet to work tomorrow?"

He shook his head, "Nah, hold onto it for now. You'll need it soon enough."

She laughed. "I will? And just when am I going to need it again Jan?"

"When's your next day off?"

"Tuesday."

He leaned in, kissing her once again. "Then you're gonna need it Tuesday. And don't call me Jan. All my friends call me Dutch."

"Dutch?" She asked eyebrow raised. It seemed a bit silly for a nickname.

"It started as a kid and stuck. So I'll see you Tuesday?"

"Your grandmother can never know."

"Cross my heart." He replied, making an x motion on his chest with a finger.

"Then yeah, I'll see you on Tuesday Dutch." She grinned, giving him one last quick kiss before running into the house, excited to change and meet up with her friends so she could gush about her upcoming date.

#writing prompts #curiousdamage #Dutch Karate Kid #dutch/joelie #original character

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nappainanotherdimension · 5 years

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(12 for the mun shipping thingeroo!)

{Mun Related Shipping Questions! || Open and Accepting!}

12. Do you believe rp’ing a ship adds to character development?

Oh it definitely can! Especially if you’re shipping with a muse and mun who brings out more of your muse’s other sides and parts of their personality that other characters might not be able to see! Is a ship needed for character development to happen?

NOPE! OF COURSE NOT!

Just look at how much being a #Dappa brings out Nappa’s other dimensions as a character!

And after all I’ve been through, I’m EXTREMELY wary of people who come off as/are ship-centric without having other kinds of relationships going on with their muse. Ships are nice. I know, I’ve written far more than I can count off the top of my head, but they’re not the end-all-be-all for roleplay. Friendships and familial bonds are fun and add to character development too!

But since this meme is about shipping...

A romantic relationship will bring out other sides to a muse that those other relationships won’t of course. If friends are turning into lovers then that also builds a new layer to that relationship too. After all, there’s only so much of a person a friend might see in their friend crush. There’s certainly a lot Nappa doesn’t know about Poharu still. And he’s learning some of those things in very interesting ways.

Haida makes some really great statements in Aggretsuko that explains how prior to forming a relationship, you only know the idealized version of this person you like. It’s something my muses are experiencing in their romantic relationships since all of my current ones have some sort of interaction going on at the start of things leaving the friend zone:

This can be applied to roleplaying a muse in general too. There’s only so much your HCs and portrayal ideas can tell you about the muse you’re playing. Even other ships with the same muse SHOULD be different with different muses as their partners. Just like in real life.

Morals and views can change when certain people enter your life too. Sometimes specific circumstances can happen with a certain muse you’re interacting with and suddenly your muse who is against doing most PDA things for the sake of his own modesty and pride for his public image being a certain way might find himself getting really into smoochin’ someone special in broad daylight on the street! [GASPS IN SPANISH!]

Not every muse you come across will be able to get your muse in a compromising situation like the one mentioned above, even if they try doing the exact same things. Neither is such a situation always going to be something “going against character.” For the above example, we all know I’m talking about Nappa and Poharu. Nappa’s usual attitude towards doing something like that didn’t cause him to put a stop to things because he’s also impulsive and has been crushin’ on that lady for over a year. Because I write Nappa like he’s a person, I allow him to be complex and make exceptions sometimes. Allow him to get swept away in the moment because that was something I saw as totally being IC of him to do with Poharu. I don’t know if you’d call that character development, but it’s something I wouldn’t have expected before doing the flower confession thread. So maybe that’s more like character discovery?

I’ve sadly seen people try to explain radical changes to their character, and contradicting/hypocritical statements and actions as “character development” for the sake of making a ship work. That’s not development, that’s a form of force-shipping. And that’s no bueno. It’s easy to see when a muse is breaking character though. There is a constant disconnect between their actions and their words/stated morals given IC or OOC.

But yeah. Development with shipping can be fun and very rewarding, but for me personally, it has to be done in a way where there’s natural chemistry between characters and some sort of strong bond. I’m a fan of slow burns, and while things escalated faster between Nappa and Poharu than I expected, that also works with their personalities, and how they met and developed their friendship etc. (They also happen to be very good at flirting with each other.) There’s always a lot that can be learned throughout a relationship too. It all depends on what works with the muses.

Some characters need a lot more time to open up emotionally, and to develop as a person in order to properly be in a healthy relationship too. Like Raditz. With a character like him, you really can’t rush into things unless you wanna be in a toxic relationship, or a casual dating/physical only type of ship. Yet sooooo many people think he’s the guy to go to when you need to be coddled and have their muses’ emotional issues get solved.

Huh...this T is suddenly so bitter. Wonder why.

#Misery Loves Company (asks)#ayekanaru #Mun Lady Raxceni (Out of Character response)#So you want to know more? (headcanons and characterization interpretation)#Pear for a Cabbage? (NapHaru)#(I feel like you sent me this to hear my spicy hot takes Naan)#(*sips my tea*)#(so I didn't shy away from rambling about the topic)#(Utena's not a usual FC for me but those images are a mood)#(going single ship for Nappa was a good decision)#(I feel bad that I've been a better mun to him than to Raditz)#(that poor hairy son...)#(2019 is going to be the year I do my best to see you get treated right too)

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sharky-bishaw · 7 years

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Yoooooo gimme Erejearmin and LeviFar headcanons *grabby hands* 👀

Wait so you just want a list of them? Aight

As soon as you asked this I forgot half of my headcanons, so some of these are ones I thought of today

LeviFar:

Levi is sorta uncomfortable in relationships and still needs his space, so Farlan respects that and isn’t too touchy or anything, but eventually Levi misses it and becomes incredibly clingy. Farlan takes full advantage of these moods with lots of cuddling and kissing (this is also usually when they would have sex)

(This is less LeviFar and more them just being kind souls together) When they were thugs/underground, if they ever had any sheets/clothes they didn’t have a use for anymore, they would go around and give them to homeless children on the streets, for them to wear/sleep under.

They would keep a small amount of the money they earned to themselves, so they could use it to buy gifts for birthdays. This idea mainly came about from Farlan’s need to spoil his boyfriend, and even though Levi though it was kinda pointless he slowly gave in to Farlan’s begging. Farlan always knew perfect gifts for Levi, and even though Levi wasn’t that good at it, Farlan still loved everything he got.

When Isabel joined they made it a smaller cut so they could afford for her to join in as well.

Farlan has a habit of walking around the house half-naked after showers because he can’t be bothered to get dressed yet. Although Levi got used to this eventually, it would’ve shocked him at first to see his new (suddenly very hot) roommate/partner in crime sitting naked in the kitchen, first thing in the morning.

Levi is most talkative at night and often will ramble on to himself about nothing because he’s too busy to notice Farlan fell asleep. Personally, Farlan loves to listen to Levi spewing nonsense as he drifts off to sleep, but everyone who in the same barracks as them hates it.

When Farlan and Levi got engaged (*coughcough* self-promotion) because they couldn’t afford rings or anything, they tied a thin coloured ribbon around the handle of their knives. Levi still has the knife with its ribbon during the current time of the snk universe, Hanji is probably the only who knows why he has it and when someone asks he doesn’t explain.

The ribbon things were from the one Farlan sometimes wore in the manga, which is on Levi’s knife, and Farlan’s knife has some of Kuchel’s shirt tied to it. They chose these because they both were very dear to them (Farlan’s ribbon was from his mum or something too idk).

They were both incredibly protective of each other (Isa too but not in a relationship way), mainly when it came to Erwin and Mike.

Farlan was always lowkey salty that Hanji forgot his name that one time, and would occasionally bring it up when they said his name like “Farlan? Who’s that? I don’t know a guy named Farlan. Weird name, huh?” *proceeds to ignore Hanji*. (but seriously Hanji wow, the only one to put effort into a salute and you forget his name? Wooooow rude much?)

In a modern au, Farlan would be the one to come up with impulsive ideas that they neither can or should do, and Levi is always the one who has to say no. These are the rare occasions where Isabel sides with Farlan, and it in no way helps Levi

“Levi, we should go to every Universal Studios around the world, and compare them!” “Farlan, no! We had to go to McDonald’s the other day, just to steal the ketchup packets because we can’t waste money on a whole bottle!”

Farlan had a slight crush on Levi before they had formally met, he’d always found him incredibly attractive but more importantly he looked up to him in a way, and found his personality very interesting. Then from moment they met he started falling for him further.

Handholding during sex!

EreJeArmin:

Before the three of them got together, Armin was a fucking nerd who wanted his to guy best friends (so excluding Mikasa, I haven’t just forgotten her) to get together. After a while of failed attempts, he went to Connie and Sasha for help, and they told him to fake love letters from each other. So Armin wrote them in the way Eren and Jean would, but they didn’t pick up on the style of writing and instead they both recognised Armin’s handwriting. He ended up with them both chasing after him, but he managed to work a compromise of “Let’s all just date each other then”

I can’t imagine them getting together in a non-messy way for some reason

When they found out about the whole titan shifters die after 13 years, there was not only an erejearmin cuddling/crying session, but also a 104th and Mikasa and Jean session.

Idk if the Jean’s mum owning some sort bakery/cafe is a popular hc in the fandom, or I’ve just happened to see it a lot, but we’re going with that for this one. Jean often takes Eren and Armin to see his mother, and then they will go to the cafe as a date.

Eren and Jean will have little competitions over who loves Armin more, and even though Armin tries to stop them getting to into it, he loves the attention they give him. Eren will often have nightmares and night terrors that wake him up in the middle of the night. He used to either pace around the room or go down stairs, until he woke Jean up by accident. Before Jean had the chance to moan at him he noticed Eren was still shaken up, and after he explained Jean invited him to sleep in bed with him. They spoke with Armin in the morning, so now Eren alternates between them, rather than waking just one of them all the time.

When sharing beds, Eren always has to snuggle into his boyfriend’s chest

Jean likes drawing Eren and Armin, and when they found out they put their money together to buy him some nice quality colours. Since he’s started using then he’s had a habit of accentuating their eyes.

When they started dating, Mikasa ran Jean through trials and tests to prove he was worthy to date her family.

Eren was surprised to see how sensitive Jean actually when he got closer to him.

One time when they went to help Historia at the care home, Jean got really attached to one of the children and spent the entire journey back to the barracks trying to convince Eren and Armin to adopt her. He cried when Historia told him she’d been adopted.

If they’re sat together in the evening, Armin will take full advantage of being small and having two boyfriends, by laying his whole body across them, taking up as much of the space as he can.

NSFW Headcanons

LeviFar:

They’re comfortable enough with each other that they try out new kinks and stuff, but Levi is always the one a little more reluctant about things.

Levi has a thing for making clean surfaces “dirty” which Farlan loves, but he doesn’t enjoy the thorough cleaning they have to do again afterwards.

Farlan loves to pleasure Levi, and will more than often put his entire focus on during sex.

He also thinks that the Levi looks during and after sex is equal parts hot and cute.

Levi tends to swear and say I love you a lot whenever he bottoms (which is the majority of the time), whereas Farlan will normally say Levi’s name a lot.

Farlan always makes sure to start off very gently, to make sure it isn’t too much for Levi

Levi likes to keep going after he’s come, even if Farlan is done he loves it when he then either sucks him off or eats him out afterwards.

Farlan makes sure to kiss Levi all over when they’re having sex, and he repeatedly tells him how beautiful he thinks he is

Farlan is especially good at eating Levi’s ass, and Levi is surprisingly good giving blow jobs.

Levi’s skill however is from researching through dodgy books because he was nervous about his first time.

|At first Levi would get embarrassed about cumming

One of Farlan’s favourite times was when he convinced Levi to ride him whilst wearing a skirt.

His all time favourite is their first time though, as he remembers how great it felt to finally touch Levi in those ways he’d wanted to for so long.

Farlan once managed to convince Levi to have a threesome, which they had with Jan.

EreJeaArmin:

All three of them love frotting, not only because of how they feel but also because it’s one of the few things they can do where they know what the others are feeling at that time

Jean and Eren are generally quite vanilla, Armin, however, is pretty much the complete opposite. They’re both open to try pretty much anything, but some of the things Armin suggest can be quite intimidating. The two only really draw the line when it comes to hurting each other (further than spanking and choking)

Armin likes to tease Eren and Jean a lot, but will often put in rules such as “you can only touch yourselves” or “you can only touch each other, but you have to watch me”

If he had the right pole, Armin would 100% know how to pole dance.

Armin and Jean would probably want to make a sex tape

All three of them love the feeling of being wrecked, but Eren is the best at taking two at once

They fucked by the ocean

#anime #snk #acwnr #levi ackerman #farlan church #levifar #eren jaeger #jean kirschstein #armin arlert #erejearmin #ask #pinkheichou #ask was random but very much appreciated

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