#oh my god they were rommates
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um theyre actually best friends prolly
@sickcats @gibbonhugdotgif
#now kiss#frog and toad#mutuals#oh my god they were rommates#i found this silly#heehee#i love you mutuals#drink water
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This is just mostly a handy little post for me but I asked people to rec me some destiel AU best friends to lovers fics and this is what I got:
Recs from ltleflrt:
okay, cupid. by orange_crushed
On Air by wincechesters
Just Turn Around and Go by @porcupine-girl
Version 2.0 by Elizabeth1985 aka @cocklesheadboop
Ignore the Butterflies: Best Friend Advice from Dean Winchester by impatient14
A Match Made (and Misunderstood) by surlybobbies
More Views. More Money. by herbivoredinosaur
Remember When by VioletHaze aka @scones-and-texting-and-murder
When In Vegas by Dmsilvis & TobytheWise
Recs from doctorprofessorsong
One of my favorite fics of all time is Evangelist by @valleydean. It's really enemies to friends to lovers but the enemies part becomes friends pretty quickly because they are deeply obsessed with each other.
One of the classics if you haven't read it is To Build a Home. Childhood friends who broke up and find themselves back in each other’s life. It is very angsty but they have a lifelong friendship so you get a lot of childhood and teenage friendship moments.
If I may self recommend, I just wrote Can't Fight the Moonlight in which they are in this post canon partnership and both want to add sexual intimacy but the partnership is soft so you get some really fun platonic intimacy. It's not AU, obviously, but may have something of what you want.
Seraph by @dothraki-shieldmaiden is a superhero au where they are friends and roommates to lovers. It has great world building.
More than Kisses by @friendofcarlotta is a friends to lovers epistolary romance. Dean and Cas are pen pals and they share an absolutely gorgeous emotional intimacy.
Tiamatv has a few that fit the bill. I'm gonna mention Marchen because I love the world built in that one. Dean Winchester is a prince locked in a tower.
Feel free to also skim my fic recs. @riversrecs
Recs by castiellesbian:
tiamatv's "It's the End of the World (As We Know It)" is a friends to enemies to lovers if that counts? They were childhood best friends in that one
"A Midterms Night's Dream" by Englandwouldfall is an au where they're roommates (oh my god they were rommates).
"In Some Sacred Place" by schmerzerling is a good one where they're friends throughout most of the fic, but it's kind of depressing overall
Recs from porcupine-girl
Just Turn Around And Go (roommates-slash-best-friends): https://archiveofourown.org/works/4228830
Like four weddings and a funeral but without the funeral (Sam POV, Sam is clueless and doesn’t realize they’re together): https://archiveofourown.org/works/6225625
Go Down With This Ship (online fandom besties, don’t realize they know each other irl): https://archiveofourown.org/works/8023642
Rec by trampledundercas
#i thought of ‘ready to fall’ by lemonsorbae on ao3
A whole bunch of recs from dean-you-assbutt-cas-loves-you
A Tale of Two Tropes by Amelia_Clark (E, 7k)
As You Walk On By by MercyBraavos (E, 23k)
Are We Any Different? by LeviathanBlue, SerpentCountess (T, 41k)
More Than Kisses by FriendofCarlotta (E, 29k)
things i knew when i was young by stormwarnings (T, 16k)
Alright by turningthepages (T, 46k)
To Build a Home by intothesilentland (M, 383k)
When In Vegas by Dmsilvis, TobytheWise (E, 16k)
The Ocean Between Us by noxsoulmate (E, 27k)
Room for Two (The Mattress AU) by almaasi (E, 14k)
Honey-Baked by mishaminion69, sydkn3e (E, 89k)
The Ones We Choose by lightmyway (E, 82k)
EDIT: MORE:
Recs by bexfangirlforlife:
The Graveyard Shift by riseofthefallenone. PurgatoryJar
Evangelist by embrancsxx0
Stay with me Sweetheart by Mandalarose
We are what we pretend we are by tricia_16
Tricks of the Trade by Trenchcoat_Impala
Recs by impaledbeetle:
okay, cupid by orange_crushed
Seek to Know You Better (E) by ahurston
Après (E) by Imogenbynight
Here's a couple aus that i really really enjoy that aren't necessarily best friends to lovers:
spirit of the west (M) by teen_dean
Parachutes (E) by chaoticdean (this one literally changed my life it is so good)
And This, Your Living Kiss (M) by opal_bullets (again, this is life changing)
Roll With It (E) by saltnhalo (this is a The Proposal (movie) au)
Shut Up (Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is) (E) by kototyph
Recs by butch--dean:
spirit of the west by teen-dean (everyone should read this 90's horse girl dean au where he befriends cas, a local veterinarian)
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart) by unicornpoe (I am a sucker for all "cas using dean as a vessel" fics)
Après by imogenbynight (surely everyone has read this? dean and cas in paris what more can you ask for)
under the midnight sun by northernsparrow (dean is the caretaker of a research station in the arctic and cas is a mysterious bird researcher) (I also rec you can keep holding on by this author but be warned that it is very grief-driven - but it is an in-depth study of the way they care for each other)
though the course may change by imogenbynight (fake dating AU at a couple's retreat - another one that everyone has probably read but is so worth mentioning in case you haven't)
there's no cell service in the afterlife by screamsintothesun (cas gets back from the empty and his phone blows up with dean's voicemails & texts)
Gold in the Edges of Our Vision by SewingNatural (dean and cas eat peaches together on a hot summer evening. The writing style on this one is really really lovely)
these are just a few from my bookmarks but also there is a really good rec list here & here (this one has a link to a specific friends to lovers list here) that I refer to often when looking for new fics/authors to dig through!!
Recs by mercurialkitty for some reason tumblr won't allow me to add them to my post so just click on their name to go to their post!
These are all the ones i've gotten up til now but will def edit if I get any more. If you see this post and think of a Destiel AU best friend to lovers fic that isn't on here or just a Destiel AU (no abo) fic that isn't on here: PLEASEEEEEE GIVE ME ALL THE DESTIEL AU FIC RECS (no abo)
Also i didn't tag the people who recommended it cuz I don't wanna annoy them but I linked back to all of their original posts or comments!
A hugeeeeeeee thank you to everyone who replied to my annoying messages for fic recs cuz I really really appreciate it. thank you all so so so much!!!!
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Pairing: soft sugar daddy Chan x fem!read y/n
Title: My Sugar Daddy
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You would think you could own a lot of things but a sugar daddy wasn't one of them. You didn't even know how it started. How he started giving you money little by little, starting with how much he owes you because you did a favor for him. The favor being looking after his younger siblings for one night. But it made you wonder what he does to earn such a huge amount of money.
"Curious?" He asked.
"I mean, yeah. Why not?" You replied.
You two were sitting across from each other at a 5 star restaurant, waiting for the bill. Never in a million years you would've thought of dining here. Just yesterday, he had gifted you 2 bags of Louis Vuitton. And he took no for an answer. It was always no and always how much I deserve it.
"But Channie, my rommate is getting suspicious," I whine. He was also my boyfriend.
"Babe, tell her it's all from me and she can shove her attitude down the drain," he replied, softly caressing the back of my hand with his thumb, making small circles.
"Easier said than done," I sigh, as my phone rings. The name on the screen makes my blood boil. "What the fuck do you want, Joshua?"
Chan's ears perk up at the name. "You're something else, Y/N," Joshua says, his voice deep and condescending. "Tell me, does he make you scream like I did?"
"Joshua-"
"Does he fuck you like I did?"
I glance at Chan, who's looking at me, concerned. If Joshua can't stand the fact that I'm dating a better man, a better looking man than he has another thing coming for him. "As a matter of fact, he does it better."
"What?"
That got his attention. "I scream his name every night. I scream his name during the day. I scream his name because I want to. Do you wanna know why?"
The only thing comes from the other end is breathing. "I'll tell you. It's because I'm cared for. He makes me the happiest woman on earth. He makes me feel loved and cherished. He makes me feel like I'm the only woman he wants. It's because of him I..." Chan gives my hand a reassurance squeeze. "It's because of him I don't have nightmares anymore."
The line goes dead. And then a commotion of the waiter shouting for someone to stop when I spot Joshua coming to our table, not even acknowledging Chan. "You slut. You think he can give you everything? You think he's any better than me?"
"What the fuck? Are you stalking me?"
Joshua grabs my hand and yanks hard. "You're coming with me."
"Hey! Let go!" I yell, trying to get my arm out of his deathly grip when it's suddenly yanked off. I blink at Chan, standing in front glaring at Joshua. "Channie."
"She said no, mate," Chan says calmly.
"Bro, she's my girlfriend," Joshua replies.
"Was your girlfriend," Chan replied, intertwining my hand with his.
"Y/N, you gonna let him talk to me like this?" Joshua asked, pointing to Chan.
"Let me? Mate, if it wasn't for her, you would've been on the floor by now."
Oh my god. Why do I find this so attractive?
Joshua snarls and lunges for Chan. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," Chan warns as several men stand up from different seats in the restaurant. Joshua's face pales as he looks at the men standing. "You see, I'm someone you don't want to mess with, especially when it comes," he says the next words with a snarl, "my girl."
My cheeks warm, my palm getting sweaty. In no way did Joshua ever made me feel this way. Maybe meeting Chan was fate?
"Fuck you," Joshua spat. "She's coming with me, one way or another." He then steps forward, lunges for me but my boyfriend was faster.
Joshua was on the ground out cold while Chan unclenched his fist, his knuckles already bruising. "Motherfucker," he hisses in pain when his eyes catch me. Then he's in front of me, his boba amber eyes scanning my face as he cupped my face. "Baby, are you okay? Please tell me you're okay."
"I'm okay," I say nodding.
He grabs my hand. "Let's go."
"Where we going?"
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"Chan, this is..." I'm in awe. The beautiful dresses with the pretty accessories and shoes are laid in front of me as more are being laid out by one of the employees in the boutique we were currently in.
"Get the handbags too," Chan orders to the employee standing beside me. When she leaves, he walks over to me. "Pick whichever you like."
"But Channie, this is too much."
"Why?"
"Because it's too much!" I motion towards the items on the couch. "I don't think I should be the one to wear these..."
"Hey," he tilts my chin up with his finger. "You are the most beautiful woman on this earth and you deserve all the love you can get." He picks one blue dress and hands it to me. "Besides, it's your birthday tomorrow. I'm getting a head start."
I giggle. "You love spoiling me, don't you?"
"Always have, baby," he smiles, winking at me.
For the next 2 hours, I try on the dresses and most of them I found very revealing. Obviously, I wasn't going to pick them but Chan insisted on me showing him all the dresses wearing them. "Channie, I practically feel naked in this."
"Yeah?" He walks over, nose diving in my neck as he sniff. "Do you want me to take them off of you?"
I lightly push him away when he laughs at my reaction. "Maybe I'll wear them just for you."
"You won't be wearing any clothes with just me, sweetheart."
I gape at him before fully pushing him away as he laughs. I go back to trying on the clothes and shoes. By the end, Chan paid for all of the dresses, shoes and any accessories that came with it. "Channie, these are too much. It's not going to fit in my closet."
Shutting the trunk to his car, he types something on his phone as he sits in the driver seat. "Put them in my place then."
"Chan-"
"Just a thought."
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The next day, I was out with my best friend eating burger and fries in the car before heading to the mall when my phone buzzes and I smile at the name popping up.
C: baby, where are you?
Y/N: i'm out with Lisa about to head to the mall
C: baby, I put a little something in your handbag before you left.
Opening my bag, I gasp. Waddles of cash sitting snug besides my wallet.
Y/N: channie, wtf
C: ;) enjoy, baby. I'll see you tonight.
"Holy shit," Lisa gasps peering into my bag. "Where am I going to find a sugar daddy?"
I roll my eyes as I glance at my phone again. Smiling, I pop a fry in my mouth when I see three dots forming.
C: princess, happy birthday. You're the most prettiest woman i know and i wouldn't have it any other way. When i look at you, i see that smile and my heart skips a beat. I love your smiles, laugh and that cute little button nose of yours. I love you dont question me spoiling you. I spoil you because i want to and i love it because when i see your eyes shine with excitement, it makes my heart grow in size.
I'm full blown crying and Luna is just in pure shock to see me cry like this because I never cry. "Sorry, he's just being sweet," I say, wiping my cheeks.
Then I look back to my phone.
C: when i look at you, my heart beats faster. When we started dating, you looked at me like i was normal, and not some dude loaded with money. You saw me. And I'm very glad you're in my life. So baby, enjoy your day. And i'll be here, my arms wide for you.
Fuck.
After calming down, Luna and I do some shopping at the mall. I bought some stuff and one of them was for Chan. I wonder if he will like it.
By the time we were done, it was around 4pm. When I dropped Luna home, I whipped out my phone.
Y/N: channie where are you?
C: home. Why?
Changing the gear, I speed my way through traffic. Parking my car on the driveway, I ring his doorbell and wait patiently but it's Felix who opens the door.
"Oh, hey Y/N."
"Felix, where is he?" I was dying to tell him. No, I needed to tell him.
"In his room upstairs," Felix stands aside letting my pass by.
I make a beeline for the stairs and see him closing the door of his room. "Oh," he says when he finally sees me as I walk towards him. "Y/N, baby how was shopp-"
His words die short when I fling myself at him, my arms around his neck and my lips crashing on his, catching him off guard. But his hands lands on my back,and moan on his lips. "Y/N, what-"
"I love you."
His whole body freezes against mine. I had wanted him to be the first to say but fuck the rules, am I right?
"What?" He whisper-asks.
I smile, giggling. "You heard me."
"Say it again."
"I love you," I replied as he hugs me, his face burying in my hair.
"Again."
"I love you." He squeezes me tight, sighing into my neck.
"Fuck," he curses. "I had been waiting to hear those words, baby, because I love you too."
He then takes out a silver bracelet from the back of his pocket. A lot of diamonds. "One of these days, I'm going to take all your credit cards and cut them with the scissors. Right in the middle."
He grins before putting the bracelet on my wrist. "This is so pretty!"
"Like you," he yanks me flushed against him. My cheeks heat.
"You know you still have to show me that collection of yours."
"Yeah?" He turns the doorknob of his room and opens it, his gaze hardening.
Not wasting another second, I throw my arms around him. Our lips crash with each other, dancing as he walks back entering his room and closes the door.
That night we gave in to each other's desires, more so him but for me, it was the best birthday gift ever.
P.S. i gave what i bought him at the mall. It was a necklace with a crescent pendant. He doesn't ever take it off.
#bang chan#christopher bang#stray kids bang chan#chris bang#stray kids#bang chan fanfic#fanfic#straykids#skz fanfic#skz#skz x y/n#sugardaddy#fluff
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LOML!!! rommate ethan 🤏🏻🤏🏻 with the prompts 3 and 7 pls pls
‘the heat is turned off because our landlord sucks so i slept in your bed last night and i’m realizing how much i enjoy waking up next to you’ and ‘our friends keep joking we’re a married couple and now you’ve started doing it too and would everyone please stop that because now i can’t stop thinking about what it’d be like to call you mine’
since this is the last 500 celebration blurb went a little over. also you know that picture of the couple cuddling in front of the tv? that’s ethan and reader here.
pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader wc: 1.3K
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december twentieth. the coldest day new york has gotten in its winter season as it’s blanketed in piles of white slush. a tiny two bed one bath in brooklyn, with its three occupants were currently fighting for their lives. not in a horror movie sense, more like, we’re gonna die of hypothermia, sense.
you, ethan, and chad were bundled in layers of long shirts, approximately three pairs of sweatpants each, thick fuzzy socks, a pair of mittens and blankets. the three of you were shivering to the bone, the broken heater doing nothing to fight the chilly air that was able to seep through the cracks. the only way to possibly get a few minutes of heat back into your skin would be standing under running hot water, but it wasn’t worth running up the water bill.
“man this is so fucked up. should not be paying twelve hundred for this shithole.” chad’s teeth clinked together on every other word. shuffling in his spot like a child as he pull this fleece blanket tighter.
you and ethan were cuddled, sorry, huddled close on the couch while sharing blanket number five together. “very convenient how mr. kurch is out of town. and seemingly doesn’t have his phone.” a grumbled complaint with actual puffs of air leaving your chapped lips. ethan pulled you closer with his left arm around your waist and kept it there as you sat thigh to thigh.
“you know what,” chad pushed himself from the pink beanbag on the floor and threw his blankets down, “i’m heading over to sam and tara’s. for sure they got heat, my dick is shriveling into my body.”
“ew.” “gross, chad.” you and ethan groaned at his crude language.
“oh grow up mr and mrs landry. pretty sure ethan is feeling the same, but keeping it to himself since you're here.” and then chad left the two of you as he went down the hall to his room.
eyes turning to ethan as he kept his eyes forward and mouth tight. his cheeks rosy and you knew it was mostly due to the weather, but you had to ask out of curiosity. “you feel the same? …dick shriveling-“ “please don’t say that…. but yes.” ethan shuddered.
“…my nipples are rock hard.” “oh my god.” both your chest bursting with intoxicating giggles at the odd choice of topic. eyes closed with cheeks pushing up, neither of you spotted chad until he spoke up.
“i’ll leave you two lovebirds to the nest. little house play while i’m gone.” and before you could object to chad’s claims he turned on his heel and pointed a strong finger at ethan, “no sex in my bed. i swear if i find out, hell will rain upon this home.” and he ended his one sided conversation with the door shutting close behind him, duffle bag in tow.
the apartment instantly felt one hundred degrees with chad’s words settling in the air. but ethan didn’t seem bothered, in fact he grabbed you tight around the waist and pulled you into his lap. you sat sideways with your right side leaning into his chest and your head sat on his shoulder while he leaned his into your temple.
“been waiting to hold you closer, but knew chad was gonna be annoying. now we’re sharing body heat.” “i don’t think we have much body heat left.” but you snuggled in closer.
ethan’s covered hands rubbed up and down on your arm and thigh, it caused you to shiver even more. “wanna watch a movie in my bed?” ethan’s words kissed over your skin with his low voice.
“what movie?” not caring about the movie, but wanting a bit more convincing. you really wanted to lay in ethan’s bed though.
he sighed, “whatever you want. just want to hang with you.” and how that statement turned your insides to jelly. “wanna watch the spongebob movie?” leaning your body away to peer at ethan’s face. his muddy brown irises were bouncing around, staying a few seconds longer on your lips, before he stared directly into your soul and grinned.
“are you gonna quote the movie?” an involuntary eye roll, “duh.” his smile widened and his palm gave your thigh to quick smacks, “spongebob it is.” then he leaned in to peck your jawline.
‘what the fuck’ your mind screamed in delight.
so you and ethan grabbed your blankets and shuffled to his shared room with chad. they were nice to let you have a separate room since you have to share the bathroom. ethan’s side was decorated with movie and musician posters, some collectibles and books. chad’s with football stuff and some musician posters, a computer set up for streams he does.
ethan crawled in first so he could lay against the wall then you crawled in with a small gap between your bodies, but ethan once again wrapped your waist and pulled your back to his chest. even with the layers of clothing it felt like you were skin to skin, your heart was gonna beat out your chest if he kept doing this.
“your really comfortable,” ethan laid his chin over your shoulder so he could watch the movie. his arm staying curled tight around you. “it’s the multiple shirts and jackets.” skirting around the compliment, getting overwhelmed by how overly affectionate ethan is being.
the night dwindled on, the movie reached the half hour mark, your eyes were drooping with fatigue and ethan was snoring loudly in your ear. with one blink came a second that was heavier, then a third, which ended with a fourth blink that shut your eyes tight for the night as the loud soundtrack and voice of the child’s movie became your background noise.
the next morning was still freezing. eyelashes stuck together with a nose feeling running and lips horribly cracked, the shining sun snuck between cracks in ethan’s curtains. face scrunching from the brightness you groaned in your throat before twisting in the piles of sheets and blankets so you were facing ethan’s sleepy pout.
his usual rosy plush lips turned to a light blue over night as their parted and puffs of icy air enter the space. the tip of his button nose was rudolph red and the apples of his cheeks splashed with pink over his freckles. his curls were messy and tossed every which way and you couldn’t help as your mitten covered hand played and pushed them around.
ethan took a deep inhale through his nose before pulling you close with his arms that held you like you would disappear in the night. you wouldn’t though, not if you had a say. the whole night just felt… normal. yeah, the two of you would have movie nights and be a bit touchy with each other, but the moment chad left and ethan pulled you into his lap it just felt like he was being more than friendly.
“ethan.” whispering his name. he didn’t move or make a sound, so you dropped your palm to his cheek and ran your thumb under his eye as you called his name a few more times and a little louder.
a big inhale and scrunch of his face he mumbled with a thickness to his words, “why are you waking me up early, when we get to play house? we can sleep in.”
and you were more than happy to play house. sleep in the same bed, wake up together, cook together. just being together. “do you want to continue playing house even when chad comes back?” a hushed question with a loaded meaning and answer.
ethan groaned again as he pushed his icicle face to your neck and pressed a feather light kiss to when your jawline meets the bottom of your ear. you thought you imagined the action before he spoke to your spiked pulse point, “i’ve wanted to play house two weeks after i met you.”
there was a lovesick smile taking over your face. how you can’t wait to play house in the future, but right now, “ethan, i think we should go to sam’s. my body actually hurts.”
“wanna just take a shower. together. won’t mind running up the water bill if we’re sharing.” and you could feel the smirk from his lips.
you took a few seconds before- “get up, husband. gotta make the wife happy.”
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#erin's 500 special#mutuals in the box#ethan landry imagine#ethan landry fic#ethan landry x reader#ethan landry fluff#ethan landry oneshot#ethan landry blurb#ethan landry scream 6
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even MORE incorrect quotes of the Shaw pack mostly angel in honor of Angel and Davey getting fucking HITCHED. YEAH
okay enjoy :)
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angel's friend: be honest with me, what is the real reason why you are not dating rght now?
angel: because my rommate doesn't like the idea of me bringing men home.
davey: for the last time, we're not roommates we're married!
angel: i didn't know you were in here..
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angel: you have exactly three seconds to explain why you just woke me up!
davey: because it's morning and you should be awake
angel: oh.. interesting..i didn't know you wanted to DIE today
davey: angel you can't kill me
angel: it's too late i've already decided how!
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angel: you're stupid!
asher: well you're dumb!
angel: ..
angel: i don't like your hair!
milo: *gASP* ohmyGod they went there-
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asher: okay this one's really simple!
milo: uhh.. water?
asher: no no no hot!
davey: lava?
asher: no no no think hotter!!
angel: oh oh! davey's dad!
tank: oh my God ew what..
asher: YES THAT'S CORRECT
davey: wait what the-
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asher: two best friends sitting in a tree!
babe: yup
asher: they might kiss!
babe: no
asher: they might?
babe: no they won't
asher:
asher: why'd you have to say that..
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*ash and angel playing a game*
angel: THE FUCK YOU CALL ME DAWG
angel: IM GOING FULL MEXICAN ON YOUR BITCH ASS
angel: *ANGRY SPANISH NOISES*
asher: DAVID TELL ME WHAT THEY'RE SAYING
davey: pf-
asher: WTF THEY SAYING BRO I DON'T SPEAK TACO BELL
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angel: when first met you, i thought you were weird and annoying
asher:
asher: and?
angel: and you are.
angel: i've just grown to like that about you
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angel: goodmorning my gorgeous fiance
davey: leave me alone
angel:
angel: SOMEONE woke up with an attitude!
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asher and milo singing loudly in the car: TOMOROW!! NA NA NA NA NA
angel: ash there ain't gonna be no tamananananana
angel: if you don't put your fucking seat belt be belt be belt ON!
davey, holding on to angel for dear life: we're gonna die-
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asher: how old are you again?
angel: uhh..
angel: it's 2022 right?
asher: yeah..
angel: yeah okay hold on..
angel: *starts counting on their fingers*
milo: ???
angel: [age]
asher: did you really just have to calculate your own age?
angel: well i didn't think i'd MAKE IT THIS FAR
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quinn: i could kill you right now if i wanted to.
angel: i..i mean like..so could anyone else..
quinn: . what?
angel: i mean like, so could a horse.. a cat..
angel: like i really ambitious duck..
angel: you're not special...
davey: oh my God.
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and now i give you
✨ angel hating christian for the rest of this post ✨
i know he got some character development but i still don't like him :)
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christian: you really shouldn't joke about your parents' deaths
christian: that's really disrespectful
angel:
davey: angel don't-
angel: what're you gonna do?
angel: tell my mom?
asher: pfft-
angel: tell my dad?
davey:
angel: go ahead! they're listening!
angel:
angel: they said SHUT UP
christian:
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christian: i think i pulled a muscle
angel: you can't pull what you don't have
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asher: what should we get christian for his birthday?
angel: talent.
milo: HA
davey:
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christian: thought you guys were my friends.
angel: IM not your friend :D
davey: Jesus angel
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angel: welcome to dating advice with angel!
angel: christian, what's your question!
christian: how do you tell if a girl likes you-
angel: she doesn't!
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christian: okay how do i get a girl to ask me out?
asher: uhh
angel: mm.. well you know how everyone says "just be yourself"?
christian: yes..?
angel: well don't do that!
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christian: you can't think of one thing that you like about me?
angel:
angel: i like when you're sad
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christian: this martini is delicious
angel: that's fucking fanta!
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my personal self-insert of angel is my favorite. interesting way of making you love yourself 💀
#redacted asmr#redacted davey#redacted david#redacted angel#redacted shaw pack#redactedasmr#redacted asher#redacted milo#redacted audio#redacted christian#redacted incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes
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hi lottie! could you do a rommates/flatmates larry fic rec? no pressure of course! thanks a lot xx
Hello gorgeous! I definitely can! This is a guilty pleasure of mine idk why! <3
Tysm for the rec!!
don't call me baby by 28sunflowers
A short and cliché roommates AU inspired by To Be So Lonely, where they’re both oblivious to each other’s feelings and Harry gets sad and jealous over nothing. It works out in the end.
You're My River Running High by alienharry
There have been many times that Harry’s considered approaching Louis about his feelings and putting everything on the line. He’s no stranger to wearing his heart on his sleeve. Every time though, he’s stopped by a pop of the hip, a flick of the fringe, or those goddamn maroon skinny jeans, rolled up just the perfect amount to show off Louis’ dainty ankles.
It’s not that Harry doesn’t believe their relationship would be amazing, because it would be. It’s just, for all that they blend together perfectly, Harry isn’t sure that they’d be sexually compatible. Because while Harry loves to be held down and man-handled, Louis, well…
Louis is a twink.
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Or the one where Harry moves in with Louis and doesn't know how to take a hint.
Your body is saying everything, I don't have to read your mind by ao3girl
"Lou? Are you awake?" Harry asked in a whisper, wanting to make sure Louis was asleep.
When he didn't get an answer, he let his fingers move under his boxers slowly. He closed his eyes and imagined it was Louis' hand, his thick and expert fingers. He parted his lips as he brushed his fingers over his pubic hair and rolled his head back when he pumped his cock for the first time that night. Slowly and gently.
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Or the one where Louis and Harry are roommates, Louis catchs Harry touching himself thinking about him and helps him out.
I Love This Feeling (But I Hate This Part) by lululawrence
“Stand up.”
Harry stood up from the couch, not a moment’s delay.
“Oh my god, is that what that’s like?” Harry turned to Louis, surprise on his face. “I really thought they were somehow exaggerating, but it really is an automatic response with absolutely no thought from me behind it whatsoever.”
Louis sighed again. “You really wanna keep doing this? Have me use my alpha voice on you so you can work on resisting it?”
“Yup,” Harry said, clapping his hands and smiling. “How else am I going to be able to have any chance at reducing the power an alpha voice has on me?”
No One Likes to be Alone by lululawrence
Harry was a full-on fucking failure.
Letting out a whimper, Harry pressed his hands to his face as he finally allowed himself to cry. After a few sobs, he realized that something soft was pressed to his face, catching his tears instead of his hands. Harry pulled it away to see what it was and saw it was one of his sister’s shirts.
Shaking his head, he turned and placed it very specifically right where he usually tucked himself up against the wall. As he carefully shifted the shirt so he could see the faded image of Britney Spears looking out at him, Harry was overcome with a need he had only ever felt once before.
He needed to nest.
#larry stylinson#harry#louis#ask lots#larry stylinson fanfiction#roomates#larry#fic rec#fanfic#lottie fic rec
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And They Were Roommates...
Adult!Megumi, Nanami, & Gojo | Random | NSFW
Summary: Jjk characters as your roommates with your horny ass
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☆ Megumi ☆
He can hear your whimpers every single night, jusy trying to get off. As a man with a few words, he tries to ignore you despite the painful pulses in his short. But you forget he's not really a man of patience (as much as he tries deny it)
One night he just completely done. His body was twitching the way his body was turned on, his cock painfully erected in his shorts. He was just trying to get some rest but the soft whimpers, small gasps and faint sound of your cunt squelching with the sound of your finger, he so fucking done.
He barges in your room, slamming it open. You jumped on your bed, crawling back till you're stuck to your bed frame. He inches his way to you, crawling on your bed, grabbing your cheeks with one hand, squeezing them together. His body completely overshadows your smaller frame.
"When will you shut the fuck up every fucking night?"
"Do you want to get fuck that badly? Then I'll fuck you till you cant think of anything but my cock"
☆ Nanami ☆
He knows you got a tiny crush on him. Kodos to Gojo. The blonde also knows that you've been in and out of the apartment with different men every night to get your mind else where. All because you believe "you shouldn't think about your roommate and colleague that way"
Every night he sees you getting ready for who know who, wearing the most tightest dress or bodysuit, all dolled up that it completely aches his stupid body to touch. God you were mesmerising every single time.
"Hey Kento, can you help me with this zipper?"
Nanami hums and walks his way to your room. He sees you again fitting a dress, hugging the curves of your body.
"Can you help me please?", your voice almost a whimper.
He throats down the lump on his throat. As his hands grip the zipper, almost his animalistic ways found its way out of his conciousness.
"Wha-Kento!"
He zips it down, revealing your soft tits. He immediately grabs them as his mouth trailed kisses on the back of your neck.
"If you liked me so much, you couldve said so"
"I'm the only one who's gonna see you like this, yeah?"
☆ Gojo ☆
He's the most realest asshole you'll ever meet. Since he knows his little rommate took a liking on him, hes such a tease.
He walks out his room shirtless and sweaty from his light workouts. Towel hanging just below his waist when you're around the living room. And the most that he has done was kissing the lobe of your ear as surpise when your in front of him.
Gojo really believes hes the ultimate teaser. Until, he realizes that you always kept the bathroom unlock everytime you shower. Its not far from his room, a little bit opening on the door and he could see the shadow of your ass formed from the curtain. It got this clown fucked up.
His mind took over, he struts his way inside the shower room. He could hear your small whimpers? Why were you whimpering? Oh shit.
" G-Gojo-san?!"
He saw you completely lewd on the the tiles, legs wide open as your fingers stuck inside your cunt. Small cums glittering on the tiled floor.
He didnt think twice, he crouches down to your height, settling his head between your thighs. You were about to retort till you felt a sharp slap on your cunt.
"Tsk, didnt know you were such a slut. Hiding to fuck this little cunt while leaving the door open? Its like your asking for me to fuck you"
"N-no, I-I'm sorry i didnt mean to- ah!"
"Bad girls don't talk. Now shut up and let me eat you up"
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#jjk one shot#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen imagines#jujutsu kaisen scenarios#gojo x reader#megumi hc#jjk megumi#nanami hc
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BROOOO MYSTAS PUNCHING BAG ASMR I FORGOT AB THAT STOP
he sounded so so so fine oh my god i would like to be his punching bag (or work out with him like a normal person)
he most DEFINITELY is the type to tease you in public and get you riled up for when he finally gets you in bed
OR !!!! rommate mysta ,,,,, who masturbates with the door open and silently prays you'll walk by or the other way around hehe ..... many ideas and thoughts this evening ....
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i did too until anon brought it up and god just remembering how his voice sounded in that-
NSFW below the cut, minors dni
same, i would like to either be his punching bag or work out with him. but i just know for a fact that working out with mysta will end up being a heated make out session and fuck session
he'd ogle you shamelessly, admiring you while you work out. he'd then give you a teasing slap on your ass while you move from the treadmill to do weights. he'd find it so hot when you're lifting weights and just working out in general, when you're done he'd pull you to him to make out and you know where it goes from there (￢‿￢ )
he'd definitely tease in public, get you all flustered and riled up. then when you both get back, you'd be so desperate for him and he'd finally give you what you want
omg roommate mysta-
you'd come back from school/work one day and call out for mysta to ask what he wants for dinner. when he doesn't respond, you wonder if he has gone out and you start looking around to see if he left a note. as you get closer to his bedroom door, you hear soft moans coming from within.
you see that his door is slightly ajar so you peek in and your eyes widen — mysta's hand was wrapped around his shaft, pumping it with his eyes closed.
moans were flowing out from his mouth uncontrollably and your jaw dropped when you heard him moaning your name.
"a-ah fuck! y/n keep doing that- fuck, it feels so good!"
you started rubbing your thighs together, slick pooling between your thighs. you shouldn't be watching him and invading his privacy like this but you couldn't peel your eyes away.
"y/n, i know you're watching me. why don't you come in and help me?"
i'm frothing at the mouth- 😮💨
#hana replies ♡#🌸 anon ♡#mysta rias#mysta rias x reader#mysta rias thirst#hana thirsts ♡#mysta rias smut#luxiem
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Oh my god they were rommates
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and they were rommates! (oh my god they were roommates)
listen i mightve been thinking about this halloween au quite a bit perhaps maybe so heres some paint doodles
#my art#5sos#doodles#artsos#monster!sos#monster is generous these are still just Bois#listen i just love me so stupid crack aus#some*#monster!sos au#5 seconds of summer
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El huffed as she sat the last box she had in her room. She was so exhausted, she flopped herself onto her new bed. She always wanted to go to college but she didn’t anticipate it would be this tiring already.
El sighed as she heard a knock at her front door, slightly annoyed.
As she walked through the living room she wondered how the hell this could be. I mean Joyce just left, Will is in his dorm halfway across campus and-
The door opens to see a red-head on the other side of the door.
“Hi” El said, sounding confused. She furrowed her eyebrows at the girl.
“Hi” The girl smiled back. “I’m Max” She stuck out her hand.
"El" She looked down at her hand and after a moment shook it. “Not to be rude but, what are you doing here?” El asked, tilting her head and letting go of her hand.
“Oh,” Max pulled her hand back. “Uhm, I’m your roommate” She said slowly, sounding embarrassed.
“Oh I thought-” El got cut off byu the girl in the doorway. “I know this is so last minute and I’m sorry they kinda forgot to assign me a room so I’m stuck here” Max shrugged with a frown.
“Well, there is an extra room so come on in” El smiled and moved out of the way. Max smiled and nodded.
“So, I guess this is your room” El led the red head into the free room in their dorm. “Thanks” Max sat on her bed.
“Where’s all your stuff?” El asked, sitting next to her. “Oh, my mom has all that” Max smiled.
“Something was telling me to drive alone and get here early” She let herself fall back onto the bed. “Thank god for that right?’ El joked, laying next to her.
“Yeah, I guess so” She chuckled. “So where are you from?” She asked, staring up at the ceiling. “A small town called Lenora in California” El answered, staring at the ceiling with Max. “You?”
“A small town in Indiana called Hawkins” She giggled. “So, why did you decide to go here?” El asked, propping herself up on her elbow. “This is my dream college” Max broke her gaze to look at El.
“Me too” El giggled, looking between Max’s pretty blue eyes. She suddenly noticed how close they were.
“Uhm” Max spoke in a hushed tone.
A vibration coming from Max’s phone made both of them jump. “Sorry” Max slurred out of embarrassment and sat back up, taking her phone out of her hoodie pocket.
“My mom’s here, can you help me with my stuff?” She asked with a smile that El suddenly adored. “Of course” She smiled back and got up, sticking her hand out for Max to take.
tumblr blog - ( @gloryng0r3 )
day - ( day 1 - Rommates Au )
summary - ( El Byers just moved into her new dorm and she opens the door to find Max Mayfield at her door. The school forgot to assign Max a room so now she has to life with a stranger. Randomly assigned roommates, am I right? )
@elmax-week2023
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Hi!! i'm asking a bunch of people but do you have any destiel au best friend to lovers fic recs???? pleaseeeeee (no abo) thank youuuuu!!!!
tiamatv's "It's the End of the World (As We Know It)" is a friends to enemies to lovers if that counts? They were childhood best friends in that one
"A Midterms Night's Dream" by Englandwouldfall is an au where they're roommates (oh my god they were rommates).
"In Some Sacred Place" by schmerzerling is a good one where they're friends throughout most of the fic, but it's kind of depressing overall
#i've read a lot but those are the only ones in my ao3 rec list#i have other private bookmarks but unfortunately i can't recommend them bc there apparently was a reason i didn't put them in my rec list#even if i cant remember jgsdfjdf
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Hello! Would you mind writing lee koga and ler aira? hehe (I love their interaction so much, especially since aira admire koga, and koga's super nice to aira!) I'm thinking Aira read a rumor from the fans that Koga is ticklish, so he decided to test it out? Thank you!!
Rumors
This was quite the fun pair to write for ^^
I haven't seen them interacting much so I hope this was alright
Hope you like it~ :3
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Koga x Aira (interpret as you wish)
Lee: Koga
Ler: Aira
Warnings: Tickles!
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One day while off from his idol duties, Aira was in his dorm. Looking at forums of his favorite idols in hopes of maybe learning something new about them, although that was hard when he already knew so much. I guess that's life for such a fanboy.
While scrolling through the forums, he stumbled upon a very interesting one...
'Koga Oogami is ticklish'
That's such an odd claim, and yet, Aira couldn't help but wonder if that were true. Could someone so cool truly have such an adorable weakness? The thought alone made Aira squeal like a school girl, thank god his rommates were out for today.
"No, there's no way that that's true" he tried to convince himself as he went out for a late walk to get some air.
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'Could he truly be... ticklish?' this question plagued Aira's mind all day, picturing what it would be like to witness a ticklish, laughing Koga. He softly blushed at his own thoughts before trying to snap himself out of it. 'Ah, get it together! I'm starting to seem like Mayoi with all these thoughts..."
He was so lost in thought, he didn't realize there was someone in front of him until he tripped, falling right into them.
"Oi, watch where you're going" said the figure as he caught him with his strong arms.
'Wait, I know that voice...' Aira thought to himself as he slowly looked up, blushing furiously when it turned out to be the very idol that had been plaguing his mind all day.
"Ahh! I-I'm sorry!" Aira panicked as he scurried to get up, absentmindedly holding onto Koga's sides for support.
"Hngh- J-just watch where you're going next time...".
'Did he just stutter...? Oh no! I must've hurt him when I grabbed onto him!'.
"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Aira looked concerned until he noticed a faint blush forming across Koga's cheeks.
"I-It's nothing. Forget about it" he tried to play it off cool, but Aira's couldn't live with himself if he accidentally hurt one of his favorite idols. He tried to make it up to him by rubbing where he had grabbed, making Koga's breath hitch.
Suddenly, Aira gasped in realization "Could it be...?!". Without thinking, he grabbed at Koga's side and gave it a pinch, causing the older one to yelp at the ticklish feeling. "Oh my god... You're actually ticklish!~" Aira squealed like a schoolgirl as Koga's cheeks started to darken at the sudden outburst. "Please don't kill me for what I'm about to do!".
"Huh- PFFT! GYAHAHAHA!" Koga doubled over in laughter as he felt Aira's small fingers attacking his belly and sides. He didn't want to accidentally hurt him but he couldn't control his reactions and ended up sliding down to the ground from how ticklish he felt.
Being so caught up in the moment, Aira followed the fallen idol and playfully scratched at his belly as if he were a cute 'lil pup.
Koga squirmed around like a worm. His eyes were all crinkled up and his cheeks, up to the tip of his nose, were strawberry red. And who could forget his blinding smile? It was quite the uncharacteristic look, and Aira couldn't get enough of it. Even though it felt torturous to poor 'ol Koga, the kid looked like he was having too much fun with this new discovery, and maybe it wasn't so bad as he made it out to be... not like he would ever admit it though.
Koga kept laughing his pretty 'lil head off, clutching his tummy to try to control himself. Aira was having so much fun he even started laughing alongside him, which just made him feel even more flustered.
Once he noticed Koga's laughter starting to get wheezy did Aira slow his fingers to a stop. "I-I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me... Y-you just looked so cute laughing and smiling like that and-".
Before Aira could finish his rambling, Koga patted his shoulder with a soft, reassuring smile, making Aira feel less guilty for tormenting him with tickles.
The blonde helped him back up to his feet. Koga tried to seem serious, but the blush on his face made it hard. "Y-you better keep this a secret, okay?! If my unitmates were to find out, they'd never let me live it down...".
Before Aira could even respond, they heard a teasy voice from the distance "Too late~".
"S-Sakuma senpai?!" Aira exclaimed, both he and Koga blushing in shock, realizing that Rei had witnessed all of that. How embarrassing...
"I was walking back to the dorms as I noticed you're cutesy display of affection. Who knew the corgi could be so sensitive~" he teased as Koga let out an embarrassed grumble, shoving his hands into his pockets and walking away. Rei following behind to tease him further. Leaving a poor, embarrassed Aira to die in his shame... I'm kidding, he'll most likely tell his own unitmates about his amazing discovery. Who knows... maybe there are other idols with such an adorable weakness.
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Yayy another fic done :DDD
#enstars#ensemble stars#tickle fic#enstars tickle#enstars tickle fic#ensemble stars tickle#ensemble stars tickle fic#koga oogami#aira shiratori#lee!koga#ler!aira
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What about some SpectrAlice with the phrase "And they where roomates, Oh god they where rommates"
"And they were roommates, oh my god they were roommates."
The sound from Spectra's phone causes Alice to stir from her sleep next to him. Half-asleep, she turns onto her side to face Spectra. "Vines? You've discovered vines?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I fell down this rabbit hole. Now I can finally understand the things Dan says."
#bakugan#alice gehabich#spectra phantom#keith fermin#alice x spectra#spectralice#infamous-raven-x#answered#ask games
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One Hell of a Morning
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Vxu4Z8a
by Falkes0fSn0w
Bakugou has the worst morning of his life, then this dumbass who doesn't watch where he's going runs into him. To add insult to injury, local dumbass has the audacity to use this uncomfortable incident to flirt with him?! (Enters Kirishima Eijirou, stage left.)
Words: 11671, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Mentioned Uraraka Ochako - Character
Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Todoroki Shouto, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Sero Hanta/Todoroki Shouto if you squint, One-sided Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto - Relationship
Additional Tags: Bakugou Katsuki & Todoroki Shouto are Roommates, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), Alternate Universe - College/University, Meet-Cute, Aged-Up Character(s), Alcohol, Romantic Comedy, Attempt at Humor, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, POV Bakugou Katsuki, One Shot, no beta we die like men, Kirishima Eijirou & Midoriya Izuku are Rommates, oh my god they were rommates, Kirishima Eijirou Has Three Moms, actually there's three
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dante’s inferno
request: wassup homie could you maybe write a college au fic where levi and reader are rommies, then one day reader brings home an adopted cat without levi's prior knowledge? You could decide what happens next lol. Tysm 🥺
❈ pairing: levi ackerman x reader
❈ genre: fluff, semi-crack ❈ word count: 4k
❈ summary: college au. in which you bring a stray cat to your dorm and your neat freak roommate won’t let you keep it.
alternatively: a compilation of college shenanigans where you and levi are best friends who are bad with feelings (ft. an unamused cat named dante)
❈ trigger warnings: profanity. mentions of alcohol and smoking. implied smut.
a/n: this was supposed to be loosely based on the nine circles of hell according to inferno by dante alighieri— hence the title— but i did my research wrong so now it’s loosely based on the seven terraces of purgatory according to divine comedy. i’m keeping the title tho.
Inspired by this art by @ryuichirou on tumblr.
Permission to repost art was granted by the artist. Do not repost/edit the art without explicit permission from the artist.
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
i. first terrace: pride
“We’re not keeping it.”
“But why?”
“We’re not keeping it.”
“But why.”
Levi’s tongue clicks in annoyance. His eyes glance next you where the offending creature lay on your bed; tail curling, paws kneading at his your favorite fleece blanket. Quite frankly he’s a little offended when the little shit has the audacity to glare at him back.
He’ll never admit it, but his ego’s a bit bruised because the cat’s glare was slightly better than his.
“I said no,” he firmly replies, looking back to you. “It’s bad enough I have to share a room with an anarchist who has no respect for boundaries—“
“One time, I forgot to use a coaster that one time!”
“—and now you expect me to share a room with a dirty fur ball who does nothing but eat, shit, and sleep?”
“He’s a cat, Levi.” You murmur, scooping the cat into your arms. “And he has a name,” you give a nervous smile when you see your rommate grit his teeth. He feels a headache coming.
“You named it?”
“Dante is not an ‘it’.”
Levi makes a move to step closer but immediately stops when the ‘Dante’ hisses at him.
“Aw, he likes you.” You coo.
“Clearly,” he replies unenthusiastically. “Listen,” he sighs. “I respect your cat’s pronouns but that doesn’t mean he’s allowed to stay. Or do I need to remind you of the mac and cheese incident?”
Okay, maybe he was on to something. If you got caught with a pet in the dorms you’d breach your third and final warning, and you’d be forced to dorm off-campus. The fact that you were still here after the mac and cheese incident was solely because Levi pulled some strings (aka asked Erwin, golden boy of the campus who owed him a favor, to pull some strings).
But you couldn’t just let Dante go. There was something about him that felt so familiar; something about his black fur, thin silver eyes, unamused snarl, and overall grumpy demeanor. Especially endearing was the way he’d grumble and pretend to be annoyed whenever you tried to cuddle him but would complain if you stopped.
You just couldn’t figure out who or what he reminded you of.
Maybe you would’ve figured it out too if you weren’t so distracted with watching Levi and Dante stare at each other. Your eyes dart back and forth between the grouchy cat sitting on your bed and your grouchy roommate sitting on his desk. Both were slightly crouched over with their heads tilted up in a show of dominance; they were engaged in what seemed to be a glaring contest, gunmetal irises unamused and mouths taut in a snarl as they protected their territory.
You sigh. You really, for the life of you, couldn’t figure out why Dante felt so familiar.
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ii. second terrace: envy
Levi is not jealous. He’s not.
At least that’s what he tells himself as he sulks alone on his bed. His arms are crossed and his lips are in a pout, eyebrows knitted in distaste, occasionally glancing to your side of the room where you sat up on your bed. He’s sure whatever movie you chose to watch together is interesting and all, but right now all he could pay attention to was that stupid cat. Sitting on your stupid lap. Getting its fur stroked by your stupid hand. Getting all the love and affection his stupid self should be receiving.
It was him you should be cuddling, not Dante. Saturday nights were reserved for him and you, not you and a cat while he happened to be in the room. He’s been trying to make a move on you since high school and he can’t fucking believe he’s losing your attention to a cat. Sure, he’s always been too chicken to make a move and had to suffer seeing you get together with assholes— as per your type during your emo high school days— but this was a new low. He can’t wrap his head around the concept that he’s losing his longterm crush to a motherfucking cat.
When you coo at how adorable the fleabag was for what felt like the 50th time that night, Levi decides he’s had enough of the cuddle-hogging piece of shit.
Wordlessly, he crosses to your side of the room and lifts the cat from its perch, ignoring your protests as he sets it down on the floor and tells it to ‘scram, you little fuck.’ He uses a hand to dust your lap free of any microscopic cat particles Dante probably left behind before lying down his head down once he was satisfied. He grabs your hand to put it on his hair.
“Stroke.” He orders, eyes closing.
“What? No! You pushed off Dante.”
“He was in my spot.”
“You couldn’t have given up your lap pillow for one night?”
“One night?” He scoffs and turns to look at you. “You’ve been abandoning me for two weeks. That disgusting, tic-infested, rabies-carrying slob has no business sitting on your lap.”
“He’s not disgusting, you gave him a shower before you agreed to let me keep him. And I took him the vet to make sure he had all his shots. He’s clean, Levi.”
“Tch, good. Now throw him out and let him find someone else to freeload from.”
“Okay, what’s going on?” You guffaw. “You’ve been grumpier than usual. And why’re you being such an ass to Dante? He’s just a cat.”
“Don’t think he’s special in some way. I’m an ass to everyone.”
“Then why does it feel like you’re always extra mean to him?”
He doesn’t reply. His lips are downturned into a frown when he looks away with a click of his tongue, and you realize with a sigh you won’t be getting an answer from your cryptic roommate soon. Your fingers start mindlessly stroking his undercut when you get lost in your thoughts— a habit you developed through years of Levi using your lap as a pillow. He always complained the first few times you did it but you knew it calmed both him and you, and that it put both your minds at ease. Moreso Levi right now, apparently.
You’re keenly aware of how he seems to curl up into you the more you keep going. You watch as his shoulders slump down when you stroke the side of his face, and his eyebrows relax slightly. From your angle, you could even see the way his eyes close in content. Maybe even a tiny smile if you were being delusional.
Your lip twitches upward.
“Oh my god, Levi, are you jealous of a cat?”
“Shut up and play with my hair.”
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iii. third terrace: wrath
“You owe me a new cravat.”
You blink up at your roommate. “What?”
“You owe me a new cravat.” He repeats. He pulls from his pocket a white piece of fabric— barely recognizable— torn into shreds, releases it mid-air. It gently lands on your open palm.
“Wait, did Dante do this?” You ask, eyeing the slik in your hands.
“Unless you went feral in the middle of the fucking night and decided to cut up my clothes, yes.”
“Oh my god, Levi, I’m so sorry. I swear Dante will never—“
“You actually owe me three cravats,” he interjects. “The first two I overlooked since they weren’t that expensive but I draw the line here.” His lips are downturned into a frown, eyes poorly concealing his clear distaste. “This one’s my favorite and it was made from silk.”
You eye the fabric in your hands once more before nodding in understanding, setting down the once beautiful cravat before taking out your wallet. It was only fair that you paid him back; he was being more than generous with letting your cat stay and keeping it a secret, and now you wonder how many bad things Dante’s done that Levi’s overlooked or simply never brought up with you.
“Sure, I’m really sorry. How much do I owe you?”
Levi doesn’t say anything. Instead he pulls out his phone and types something on what you could only assume was google, most likely looking for the same brand of the cravat your cat had just torn into shreds. You weren’t entirely sure how much those could cost, but surely you could afford—
“What the fuck!” You screech, eyeing the page with very, very hefty price tags listed. Holy fucking hell where did he even get the money to buy something so expensive. Gulping, you nervously look up at your unimpressed roommate. You already knew he was taking it easy on you; his aura was the only thing intimidating, at least he wasn’t giving you the murder eyes. And even though he was a man of his word, you were thankful he hasn’t reported Dante.
Still, it didn’t change the fact that Levi looked pissed beyond belief.
“Uhm... can I pay you with a check that’ll definitely bounce?”
“You will pay me in cash.”
“Fuck, fine!”
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
iv. fourth terrace: sloth
Levi silently works on his desk. His laptop’s open in fromt of him, numerous notes from classes and books from the library surrounding him. The gentle sounds of clicking and clacking echoe throughout the room as fingers typed at the keyboard, eyes concentrated and lips pulled taught as he focuses on his task. He’s on a roll. He’s almost done with this part of his research, nothing could snap him out of this, he just needs to—
“Levi, when do you think Dante will come back to me?”
He stops typing and grits his teeth.
This is how it’s been the entire night. Ten minutes of peace before you ask him some stupid questions that could’ve been answered with common sense.
“Fuck if I care.”
“Do you think it was something I did?”
He resumes typing. “Yes.”
“Do you think he’ll come back?”
“No.”
“Even after all we’ve been through?”
“Still no.”
“I miss him,” you sigh. “I miss him so much.”
“Then you shouldn’t have left the door open.”
It’s been a week since Dante escaped the dorm and Levi doesn’t understand why you’re still so depressed about it. I mean, you only lost a cat that you loved and treasured and treated like family. Surely a week of moping around in your pajamas and eating nothing but chips and soda was catharsis enough.
He hears you shift in your burrito blanket, presumably to turn away from him so you can sulk into the wall next to your bed. Good. Now he can get back to working on—
“Levi do you think Dante-“
“Enough.” He grits, slamming his laptop shut.
“Where’re you going?” You ask, eyeing the way he hurriedly stuffs papers and books into his bag along with his laptop.
“Out.” He replies, grabbing his keys and his coat. “I can’t stand this shit anymore.”
Your head is burried in your blankets when he slams the door shut and all you could do was slump down because great. You lost Dante, and now you’ve royally pissed off Levi.
Great. Just fucking great.
Unlike your cat, however, your roommate comes back hours later, just before curfew. He doesn’t bother with a hello— he never does— and neither do you, opting to stay hidden underneath the sheets. Though suddenly, there’s a dip in the mattress followed by a pur next to your head.
Could it be?
“Dante?” You murmur, lifting your head from underneath your cocoon of fabric. Small black paws and silver eyes meet your gaze. “Dante!” Immediately sitting up, you pulled him to your lap, scratching his little head and cooing about how much you missed him as he purred and curled into to you.
Levi would never say it, but he missed seeing you smile at the little fleabag.
You turn to look at your roommate. “How’d you find him?”
“Asked around the campus. He wandered into another dorm building and probably thought it was ours.”
“Well yeah but... I thought you hated him?”
“I do.” He replies instantly.
“Then why’d you find him?”
“I hate him, not you.”
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
v. fifth terrace: avarice
“I fucking hate both of you,” Levi grumbles, staring at the dorm.
Towers of boxes lined his supposed to be clean dorm room. He had a hard time prying the door open since it was blocked, and he wasn’t even sure how the boxes weren’t blocking out the light from how high they were piled. Dante’s sat on a stack of box directly next to the door, purring and flicking his tail around. Levi squints his eyes and glares at the little shit.
“You especially.”
“Mrow?”
Levi’s day had been, with no irony or sarcasm at all, amazing. He got a good grade on his research paper; the guy in front of him at the cafe accidentally ordered an extra serving of (coincidentally, Levi’s favorite) tea and gave it to him for free; and he got full marks for the presentation he’s been worrying about for weeks. His class even got dismissed early so he had an extra hour for lunch. He knew you didn’t have classes, so in honor of his great day he thought he’d do something nice and take you out for lunch. His treat, of course.
But any trace of his good mood vanished when he went back to the dorms and got greeted to a room that looked like it came from an episode of Hoarders.
This is what he gets for trying to be nice.
“Levi! Is that you?” You called out.
“What the fuck happened?”
You laugh sheepishly— at least Levi thinks you do. He couldn’t see you beyond the hundred boxes that took up your shared room. He hears some rustling and the sound of things being moved around before finally your head pops out from behind a wall of brown, smiling at him apologetically before walking towards him (and tripping a few times).
“Remember when I said I’d order some toys for Dante as a surprise?”
Levi’s eye twitches. “Don’t tell me—”
“I accidentally ordered 10,000 instead of 10. Online shopping struggles, am I right?” You nervously chuckle at his pissed off face. Levi was not in the mood.
Your smile widens as you make twinkly gestures with your hands. “So uh... surprise?”
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
vi. sixth terrace: gluttony
The clinic is still when you first entered.
The harsh smell of alcohol and sterile metal makes your nose grimace, and the coldness of the thermostat brings goosebumps to your arms. Behind the wall, somewhete in the waiting room, cats are hissing, dogs are barking, and you could even hear the sound of birds angrily chirping and rattling their cages.
Dante cowers in fear on the silver table, and your heart aches. His ears are down and his fur’s standing on its ends, but you couldn’t comfort him. Not right now, at least. The veterinarian still needed to do a few more checks.
You gulp, “how’s... how’s Dante looking, doc?”
“Not good,” she murmurs. Her eyebrows are furrowed, and she takes a deep sigh as she eyes the information on the chart. “It’ll take months before he can walk properly again, possibly more if we don’t do anything about it soon.”
“Don’t tell me... is he—-”
“I’m sorry, my dear,” she sighs. “But your cat is heavily obese.”
The corners of your lips twitch down into a frown, and your palm is warm when you start to stroke Dante’s fur. He calms down a bit from your touch, less on edge but still guarded as he warily eyes the doctor’s gloved hands.
“But I don’t understand,” you reply. “I’ve been following the recommended diet you put him on, and I haven’t been feeding him anything other than the cat food and vitamins you recommended. How’s he still obese?”
“Well, we could look into other solutions, but for now I think we ought to look at whether or not Dante has an underlying health problem.”
Levi tunes out the chatter between you and the vet, bored eyes staring into nothing. He’s leaning against a wall and he’s watching the cat carrier. Your bag’s slung over his shoulders and your coat’s in his arms, and he was sure you didn’t even need him to be here for “moral support.”
He mentally scoffs. You probably just needed a chauffeur to drive you for free, and honestly, Levi would rather feel like a chauffeur than a coat rack.
His eyes make contact with Dante’s, and all the fear in the cat’s eyes is suddenly gone, replaced with a steely glare and bared teeth. A warning, one no one else notices but him.
Levi gives him a solitary nod, understanding what Dante wanted to say.
Don’t tell Y/N I’ve been sneaking to the neighbors.
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
vii. seventh terrace: desire
There’s something about the buzz of alcohol and nicotine that makes Levi confident—- the liquid courage in his veins and the smoke in his lungs clouding his judgement. Perhaps that’s where he finally gets the balls to cross the room, drunken eyes on your equally intoxicated ones, before he pulls you in for a kiss.
The kiss starts slow, with lips just interlocking and lightly testing the waters. But then he feels your tongue make its way inside his mouth and your fingers weave into his hair to tug him closer, and Levi loses the last threads of inhibition he has. His tongue massages yours and one of his arm wraps around your waist, the other comes down to grope and knead your ass. He feels you walk backwards and your hand pulls at his tie, dragging him with you. Suddenly he’s trapping you against a wall, lifting one of your legs up to wrap around his hips so he could grind his crotch into yours.
Levi doesn’t expect his first kiss with you to be like this; messy and full of tongue and spit, full of fingers clawing at clothes and small grunts escaping your lips. He was hoping it’d be more romantic, with warm cheeks and fingers softly intertwining, shy kisses exchanged through little smiles.
But he’s not about to complain—- he’s wanted to be with you for years, and god he loved having you like this. Loved having you all hot and desperate, trapped between his firm chest and the wall. His cock is hard in his pants, and he just about growls when he feels you start to undo his belt, the fly of his pants coming down as you got on your knees and stared up at him with innocent eyes as you pull out his aching boner. There’s a cheeky grin your face when you pump at his length, and your tongue peaks out of your mouth before—
“Levi, are you okay?”
His eyes snap open, and he’s greeted to the sight of your worried face directly above his.
“Fuck!” he yells, and his forehead slams into yours when he flinches away. “Sorry, sorry” he quickly ammends when you yelp in pain.
He’s covered in sweat, he notices. Chest heaving, heart beating a little too loud for his liking, and he silently pulls the blankets over his cum stained boxers when you sit beside him.
God, he was really hoping you wouldn’t notice the fact that he came in his pants like a high schooler. And it was before dream you even got to suck him off. How much more pathetic could he be.
“Are you okay?” He asks, and you nod.
“Yeah, m’fine, it’s just...” your eyes are distracted, staring off into space. Fingers trace his thighs, and you sigh. “You were having a nightmare,”
Levi blinks. “What?”
“You were having a nightmare,” you repeat. “Kept tossing and turning and groaning in your sleep. And you kept making these... funny faces,”
“...right,” he nods. Sure, a nightmare. A nightmare he never wanted to wake up from.
It takes about ten minutes to reassure you that yes, he was fine, don’t mind the way his cheeks are flushed, he was just... shaken up from his nightmare, is all. Then you’re back to bed, sleeping the night away, and twenty minutes later he’s on his way back to bed too; this time with a fresh pair of boxers and a content look on his face, all thanks to him finishing off his fantasies in the communal bathroom during his shower.
The door makes a quiet click when he shuts it behind him, and he freezes when he catches sight of Dante sat up on your bed, tail flicking behind him as he gives Levi a knowing look.
Levi squints his eyes, and he threateningly whispers, “you tell no one.”
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
epilogue
The half empty room brings a frown to your face, and all you could do was pout as you sealed up the last of the boxes.
“Why do you have to leave again?” you ask, and Levi turns around as he finishes folding the last of his clothes. He shrugs. “Cats aren’t allowed in the dorms.”
You owed him your entire college career, that much was sure. The RA’s found out about Dante, and Levi had taken the fall to spare you. He wasn’t required to move out since it was only his first strike, but he insisted on doing so so that Dante wouldn’t be alone, saying he already found an apartment nearby and he’ll never hear the end of it from you if he didn’t take Dante with him.
Bullshit. Levi had a soft spot for Dante, you knew that much. He wasn’t doing it for you, he was doing it for himself. Though normally you’d be overjoyed to know that Levi really did secretly like the cat he pretended to hate so much, this time, you were just pissed. You couldn’t believe a fucking cat was stealing away the guy you’ve been in love with since high school. Sure, you were too much of a coward to ask him out, but he was basically your boyfriend already—- the entire campus knew you inadvertently had dibs on each other.
“Yeah but... do you have to leave me alone?”
“I asked you to come with me, and you said no.” He points out. “I still don’t see why when we’ve been roommates since we were freshmen.”
“It’s different off-campus!”
“How?”
“Because it’s like... it’s like we’re moving in together, y’know?” you reply. “And it seemed wrong to move in with you when we’re not even dating.”
“Let’s do it, then.”
“What do you mean?”
He sighs, handing you a spare key to what you could only assume was his new apartment. You glance between him and the key in your hands, and he rolls his eyes when he realizes that you still don’t get it.
“I know we’re doing this backwards since couples don’t typically move in before the first date,” he says before gesturing to Dante. “But we already have a son, and I know you’re his favorite parent. We can share custody until you can move in with me.”
You blink. “What?” Your brain stopped working when Levi referred to you as a couple, and you’re pretty sure your heart stopped beating too. At this point, anything he said went in one ear and out the other. He flicks your forehead.
“Hey— ow! What was that for?”
“You weren’t listening.”
“And you’re being a prick!” you grumble. “It hurts, y’know.”
He scoffs. “What do you want me to do? Kiss it better?” he scoffs.
Your mouth moves faster than your brain, “I’d rather you kiss me.”
Wait. What?
Before you could go back on your words, Levi shrugs. Warm palms gently grab your cheeks, pulling your face closer to his. Your eyes widen and you momentarily freeze, brain definitely not working anymore. He hesitates when you don’t make a move, but then you’re shyly leaning forward, and that was all the confirmation Levi needs.
“If you insist,” he whispers, and suddenly your words die on your tongue when his lips interlock with yours.
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