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#one of my favorite text convos ever

mvltisstuff · 10 months

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can you pls write head cannons for dating cam Cameron ( tsitp ) if not it’s fine, thank you so much lovely xx 🩷

cam cameron hcs

i genuinely think cam would be the best boyfriend in the show

he’d def bring you flowers for no reason, just because he wants to make you happy

even though cam doesn’t drink, if you drink too much he would take care of you no matter what

he doesn’t need drugs or alcohol to be the life of the party

karaoke king 👑

he would 100% love to go to the deb ball with you. i feel like he’d get nervous and like freeze when he sees you in a beautiful dress and hair

whenever you two have heart to heart convos, he listens so intently and just takes in every word. he fs loves when people listen to him and his history because he feels trusted

he texts you right at midnight on your birthday

falls asleep first at sleepovers though and wakes up super early

if he threw a party he’d be right behind everyone picking up their trash (emma from h2o vibes)

he would love taylor swift with no shame

his favorite album is red or evermore

was def a 1d stan and freaks out when there’s reunion rumors

he thinks movie nights are the best and always lets you pick the movie

very random but i feel like he’d love going to baseball games like the red sox (same)

has screen time reminders

whenever he cuddles with you he loves to wrap his arms around you and lay his head on your chest

if you work in a cafe or a little shop somewhere he always comes to visit

literally if you forget your lunch he will make another one for you

makes a mean dessert for gatherings

people watcher!! he’s an observer fr

ik he helps his mom do chores and treats her like royalty (as he should 🙌)

he would take his gf to see the barbie movie if it means something to her and bring flowers and candy for them (if my boyfriend ever did this for me i’d marry him)

he loves swimming with you in the pool and his favorite thing to do it make a whirlpool

he would literally spend hours on it if he could

i feel like he has a color coordinated closet

had a crush on jeremiah (jam supremacy)

he loves holding your hand whenever he can

on the boardwalk he just swings your hands and doesn’t let go

he’s always kind to everyone, even if they’re not to him

he’s so passionate and loves talking about his interests

if he’s away on an internship or something he tries to contact you in any way he can, and when he comes back he wants to spend as long as he can with you

i love cam cameron and you should too!!

i’ve never done head cannons before, but i hope these are alright <3 i cant wait to write more fics for him

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capriciouscapsss · 1 year

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How Will You and Your F/S Spend Your 1st Valentines Together ✧

BOOK A READING WITH ME 💞

Hi guys I’m back! Life’s been...catastrophic BUT that’s for another day so enough on that and lets quickly redirect and focus on the fact that reading requests are open again!! Alsooo open requests means PACS full of love being written 🙏🙏 soo yeahh… today’s pac will be made in honor of Valentines day just sailing by, a PAC dedicated to how your Valentines will be spent at the side of your F/S. Now this will focus more on your first Valentines together so keep that in mind when choosing....so with that being said LETS GET STARTED 💞

todays's muse of love is my idol elizabeth taylor in Cleopatra, a true icon and master of romance, who else to tell you how to spend the day of love with the one we love than the queen herself. we have four piles; intuitively choose the one you're most drawn to.

Pile I. A Wink Worth Billions

[2oS, 4oW, 7oC, 2oC, 10oP, KnoC]

Stop being so cheeky pile 1. We get it you’re god’s favorite damn. Literally what other cards could have been more perfect?? Pile 1 get ready for the prettiest Valentine’s Day ever. Most of you haven’t had a Valentine’s Day where things went right, and this person wants to make sure that it goes perfect. Honestly your first Valentines will probably be spent in the early stages of your relationship. Like I’m not getting that you guys will be together for a long time before Valentine’s comes. So you both are in the state of mind of wondering if you both should play it cool and go casual your first year or if you guys should actually go all out and throw caution to the wind. And you know the thing about you both being together is that you both immediately feel the love with one another.

You both don’t fall in love gradually, it’s more like it comes hard and strong and one minute you both are meeting and the next you both are scrolling for hours on your phones trying to come up with the perfect gift. As I was writing this I got the vision of one of you going back on text convo’s to see if the other person has mentioned something they’d want or liked. Like that’s how much one of you is stressing. Although I don’t think it’s in a bad way, more like in a “the possibilities on what we can do are endless” kind of way. For the people that are barely getting to know your person, because I do feel like there’s that select few who won’t be serious with their F/S on Valentines, will be asked to bring things to a next level that day. Say we have a couple who’s barely getting to know each other and want to take it to the next level, the more masculine energy of the two will be more proactive and plan to make the connection more serious. For the people that are already in a relationship with their F/S the day off, I’m getting that they might pop a big question the day off. I’m not getting marriage lmao don’t worry, more like talk on the future like moving on or meeting each other’s parents. Or even planning a trip. Something that signifies making things more serious.

Also, I think that the masculine energy in this connection could be feeling real nervous about planning this as well lmao. Like there’s an element of “things are going so well, I don’t want to mess it up” combined with “but things would be even better if they said yes.” Ultimately I think your first valentines will make you both stronger at each other’s side. The bond will be strengthened and new steps will be taken moving forward. So to recap, with the masculine energy it’s going to be all about planning an event around making your relationship more serious. Something pretty that strengthens your unions. And for the other in this connection, it will be more focused on finding the perfect gift. Finding a gift that’s perfect for them but also doesn’t look like they’re coming on too strong. Lmao the energy the other person is exuding is equally as nervous, they’re going to want to take it further as well but will at the same time be nervous about initiating the conversation. Instant red flushes and heart palpitations when their partner initiates though, they’ll feel breathless. + Little tidbits I see include you saving them from doing something emberassing. Say they’re talking and walking but almost slip, you’ll help them last second. Or it could even be something like, if they’re the masculine energy and you the feminine, they could be talking to try and approach the elephant in the room but start trailing off nervously as they get closer leading you to prompt them enough to broach the topic. I also think that attire will look darker Valentine’s Day.

You both will be wearing darker clothing and if makeup is involved it’s more on the lighter side. Kind of elegant chic. NOW for a special select bunch of you I do see a proposal. I know, I’m sorry!! This is just for a select few of you I promise, and it’ll have to do more with you both being friends before the connection even started. Cause again, the love is still new, but sometimes when you have a long story with someone you just want to marry them as soon as you finally have them in your arms. So nothing out of the blue, don’t worry, more so this is for those going from friends to lovers. Also there will definitely be s8x okay that’s it bye.

A little visual of the energy I'm getting

Pile II. The Royal Treatment

[KnoP, 5oW, 7oP, The Justice, 3oP, 10oW, QoP, the chariot]

baby pile two’s you are all so stubborn. And your future spouse is too. You guys probably have known each other a long time before you guys actually spend a Valentine’s day together. I’m getting almost like a sad vibe here? Like one of you has physically watched the other go on dates and so on in Valentines day. It could be that you both were friends before you were lovers and going out together is something new but also bittersweet? One of you keeps thinking what it would be like if you both just realized sooner and got together earlier. You guys both want this to be beautiful and right and amazing but you two don’t want to communicate when trying to talk about it. You both are acting like you guys are on the same page when I’m not even sure you guys are reading the same book

. You both are acting like this is no big deal because the other person is doing so as well. But in reality it’s a very big deal and you guys want to rejoice that finally!! you guys are together. You both might be talking to your friends and family members like “I just want this to be special”, and the whole time the other person assumes that you guys aren’t excited. Like I mean this probably happens and goes on until either a day before or the very day of the event. I even think you both argue when the truth comes out. The feminine energy in this connection will not lash out but rather retreat inward and stop talking? Almost like they want to complain but they’re going to feel like they’re making a big deal out of nothing and will retreat forward. Now I think the masculine energy in this connection is more new to this whole dating and emotions thing, and even though they don’t really understand how to fix this (that’s also been bugging them) they don’t want to be shut out on a day where things are supposed to be happy and okay. So I think they approach but it just spirals into a fight. Again you both are soo stubborn so you both will probably be just afraid to admit that you want this day to be celebrated more.

I can see you both arguing. Until one of you just snaps and admits that it’s not fair. As I wrote this I started to hear what it would sound like and it not only sounds, but it feels very in the heat of the moment. “I wanted this to be special and you don’t even care.” is what I heard. The other’s very confused, not even sure about what they’re talking about until they start piecing it together. I imagine it going from something very tense and angry to still and warm. A trickle of realization and hope. The masculine energy was the one doing the prodding I think, asking a bunch of questions in alarms and defensiveness. Asking what they did and why are they being ignored. The other then suddenly getting fed up and blowing up. Telling them the truth just to shut them up. I think that you guys are then going to be silent for some time before eventually talking and apologizing. It sounds almost like you both are then taking the time to finally talk about your feelings and leave it all out in the open. After time, we have the chariot card describing the last of it so I can see you both deciding to do something. A quick plan where you both have a destination in mind. One of you is smiling softly while the other’s making quick jokes as they drive over there. Hands are being held and smiles are being shared. Lots of eye contact once you both arrive to wherever it is you went.

No letting go. + Little additional tidbits I can see is the plans being made after the argument being very adventurous. Maybe it’s a long drive to where you both are going but it’s a celebration to the realization of feelings. A celebration that should’ve been planned a long time ago. I can see you both touching each other a lot as well. Hands around the waist of the others, neck kisses, kisses on the top of the head, etc. I think people didn’t really expect you guys to last long either or even have much in common which is why it was even more important that you guys celebrated the day of love together, and when you weren’t doing it like it deserved you both felt bummed. We have the masculine being more of a social butterfly in this case so yeah they’re definitely going to be the one that is badgering and demanding to fix the problem. In this case I could see the feminine being more of an introvert and instead choosing to keep it all in. Yeah, to end this off, I do see a long drive ahead of you both when you choose where to go.

A little visual of the energy I'm getting

Pile III. Entrancing and Falling

[4oW, 3oP, 7oP, PoP, The Hermit, The lovers]

Pile three you guys are the ultimate couple. Now let me start by saying this, MONEY IS BEING SPENT here. Like loads of money. I don’t know if you guys know about the couples that spend close to thousands of dollars for Valentine’s day and treat if like it’s nothing big? Yeah that’s you both. There are some cultures where it’s like that, where Valentines day is meant to be celebrated in big and meant to go crazy with the theatrics and you both do not disappoint. To be completely honest with you, I keep trying to summon the energy of you guys individually but it doesn’t really come out leading me to believe that you both are locked in and really solid when the days rolls by. Are you guys the type of people that lose their identity when they fall in love? No. That being said, are you guys so enamored that you both think of each other as their world? Yes. So do you both not want to talk to anyone but your own partner the day of Valentines? Again yes lmao.

This is kind of giving me Scorpio Venus energy. Like “I share you every day please just be mine for today.” Or days. Like mentioned before your partner wants to go big. And its liely that each year aftet that they’ll go bigger until they run out of ideas and even then they’ll ask around if that’s’ their last option. Why last option? Your person likes thinking of their plans for you. They pride themselves in being the one that knows you the most. They pride themselves in having you see how much effort they put into their gift since to them, their act of service, means more than just picking something out. I could see you both going out to little Valentines day parties before the actual day and people asking you and your FS what you’ll be doing and your FS just grabbing onto you and shaking their head. They’ll be telling no one about their plans by the way, they don’t care for others telling them if it’s a good idea or not like this person is so confident in their abilities of knowing you lmao. I can see them planning a trip for you both. Almost like a surprise getaway. It could be to an actual spot outside the country or to something as simple as a weekend spa. Whatever it is it will only involve you both. It’s going to be their version of a relax spot away from the world. Away from problems and into a world shared only by you two.

Like I said this is so Scorpio Venus, because even though it looks very flashy and big, all you both really crave are closeness and intimacy. There’s layers to this. Sweet words are exchanged. Thousands of I love you’s. I think you guys might even be told by other people that see you what a wonderful couple you two make. You both are also very patient with one another in the days you disappear. No rushing, just relaxation and love. Walking to a restaurant holding hands and buying flowers from someone nearby. Feeling the night warm up and being able to wear a more revealing outfit. This is another reason as to why I think you both are going to go on vacation, when trying to intuitively channel I get hot and humid weather. The kind that makes hair curl. Wearing more summer based outfits.

So to recap it would be something beautiful because of the attention to detail. Everything done bigger than need be. But at the same time it’s special because of the intimacy that you both share. It’s quiet in the way that there’s peace but electric because of the sensation you keep on sharing that “hey! I think they might be the one.” + additional tidbits I’d like to add would be that the feminine energy in this connection is holding on more. Kissing, hugging, they’re the one initiating the contact. Your FS could be a fire sign, particularly Aries or Leo. You both are already very comfortable with each other by the time you go out. One of you could be a serious workaholic that yes gains great money but also doesn’t have much time off so this could again be something that you both are particularly excited about since it means more time together.

A little visual of the energy I'm getting

Pile IV. Seductive Woman

[QoW, 5oP, KoW, 7oC, AoC, 4oW, AoS]

Pile 4, my previously heartbroken pile. Honestly you don’t know what to expect the day of Valentines. You’ve just decided to go on a new date not long ago prior and you’re not sure where it’s headed. The date you go to before this happens ends up being your future spouse. It’s exciting and fresh and new and honestly no one can blame you from being excited. They’re intelligent, well-spoken and charming. I mean they seem like the complete package. Like I mentioned before you probably haven’t had the best of luck with love when you’re close to meeting them. It’s possible that you could’ve just gone through a break up that left you feeling emotionally battered. You’re not wanting to do the whole love thing anymore. Ever dated someone that made you lose your spark? Your previous relationship will have you feeling like this. You’ve gone from being someone full of life, vivacious and bold to maybe someone more insecure and guarded. Protected. So going on a date was something really big for you.

And then going on a date on Valentines day? Something even bigger. But I don’t think you’re getting your hopes up. Almost like you’re excited because speaking with this person was fun. But at the same time, you’re just going with the flow. Letting things fall where they may. They on the other hand, are coming ready. Like they have thought and thought of about a million things they could possibly do at your side that wouldn’t be too much or too boring. You know it’s funny how most of the piles have been trying to keep between that imaginary line of it being just perfect and not too this and not too that. Like Goldilocks, it must be just right. I can see them checking the reviews for places on Yelp or just talking to people around them on what places would be good to dine in or what places they’ve gone to that a person like you would like. I got the funny image of them describing you to the person they talk to like “they’re like this and they do this and etc.” and honestly, they might just nail it. This is a more lighthearted version of Valentines.

There’s shy looks and glances but also hand holding and the occasional kiss. There’s so much banter and dry wit passed around too. I get the image of you both talking with big smiles on your faces as you eat dinner. It’s not like your trying to keep the smile up, it’s more like it won’t like your face. You both are just so amused with each other, like you’ve met your perfect match. You share the same humor and you see of yourself in each other. What they are is what you are as well. I think you both start acting much more romantic as the night is ending. Like you guys start seeing at each other’s lips, or casually touching at each other more. The attraction is real, but so it the chemistry between you as people. So to recap, we have you and this person being together after a tough period in your life. Nothing serious but leading up to it as the night goes on. + Additional tidbits I get from this pile is the Aries like behavior that you both have when together. Being brave and bold with one another, laughing and teasing the other person. They will be more well off than you are so be prepared to have them pay for everything. This is the type of person that even because it’s your first dates out with each other, they will not allow you to contribute a single penny. They’re definitely more affectionate as well, you being more awkward and not knowing how to respond to the flirtatious remarks but being a pro at handling the teasing. They’re very well spoken like I mentioned earlier so be careful cause they are great at flirting and making someone blush. You both talk about interests a lot the day of Valentines, and you guys could focus a lot on doing little things for each other. For example, say you go out to dinner; one person will put their hand on the small of the back of the other, push out their chair, etc. You both will be very attentive to the needs of the other person. I could see them also being in a field having to do with Law, that message came to me very randomly but take that as you may.

A little visual of the energy I'm getting

Okay that's all! That was a long reading and it definitely has so many mistakes but I hope you enjoy reading! Have a great day/night and take care xx 💕💕💕💕💕

#pick a card #pick a pile #pick a pile reading #pac reading #intuitive reading #intuition #astro notes #FS pac #fs reading

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krashoutluv · 1 month

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comic!jason todd x m!indie rock singer/guitarist reader

cold weather - glass beach

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🪐⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ warnings ; sfw (none)

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🪐⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ contents ; hc’s totally not based off glass beach lyrics haha thats so cheesy whaat lololo…

I love the way you make me feel when I’m staring at my screen.

At 4AM, trying not to fall asleep

And you hit me up just to see if I’m OK

JASON TODD CODED SOOO BAAADD

literally how the crushes form for both sides

jason has like an inner psyche where he just fuckin knows when youre awake

if you ask him he’ll probably say something stupid like ‘i can hear your (guitar)/(voice)’ and he’s nowhere around you

and his heart throbs whenever you two stay texting for waayy tooooo loonggg, starts cheesing and shit

NEERRRDD

average jason todd text

When I keep you up sending Mamegoma Lines

You know it's shit like that that makes me wanna be alive

JASON TODD CODED LINE. CANON CANON.

he responds through his helmet while he’s kicking ass

it gets so common to a point where he ends up having a full blown convo w/ you using those stupid fuckin stickers

bug him late at night !!

he’ll tell you to gts but he’d be lying if he says it doesn’t make his heart melt when u send him these little fucks.

So I'll call in sick again just to spend the day with you

100% he’ll call a day off to hang with you

whether its showing up to your show then hitting a bar, 100%,

i need jason todd in a relationship where he just drops everything for his s/o,

fuck the mission!! he wants to listen to those fucking vocals for an hour or you shredding ur guitar!!

he’s fucking around in an arcade with you till 11pm

hes a little ass at mario kart, better with motorcycle games,

BRING HIM TO ANY SHOOTER ONES WHERE U HOLD THE GUN AND UR GETTING WAAAASHHHEDD.

he has the most fun with the halo ones or the walking dead ones

weirdly good at the multiplayer pacman games

AMAZING AT GALAXIA ILL DIE ON THIS HILLL

Wanna say I think it's so gay that we really both feel the same way

That I feel like we're more than just friends

It took too long to realize

I didn't miss the cold weather, I just missed you

Jason was never homophobic and or totally against the idea of him being gay

i dont think he was ever in a gay relationship b4 you two

bc most of the vigilante guys he met were trying to fight him or absolute dick heads,

n’ most of the male figures in his life weren’t the absolute best.

so there wasn’t tooo much room for crushing on a guy too easily

if you’d ask him abt his sexuality its smthn like ‘i think im straight but i dunno what if im not.’

heres how i think it starts ;)

you’re preforming at a bar, n’ ofc jason todd can admit when a guys cute/attractive, any guy could do that

and maybe its ur guitar or your vocals but he cant stop watching (he convinces himself its your talent which is reasonably not gay)

maybe one coincidence leads to another and you two chat and go out at times, he pulls up to your shows more.

and the whole time he thinks he’s just acknowledging that your a very attractive person,

notthin crazy to admit ya homie has mad kisssble lips after starin at them for a sec too long. lol. haha. hm.

and i think the thought really hits him when he’s out of gotham for a mission. and he’s craving your presence

he texts you but you dont respond, fuck right you have a show and the timezone difference—

n he gets fuckin, ANTSY and SAD.

he tries to smoke a cig to fuck off

but he cant stop thinking about that one night where he brings you to his favorite rooftop view of the city,

how those sly stupid jokes slip from your mouth like honey,

the way you glance at him and the moonlight on your skin

how he got that random need to just lean into your lips

and— (GAY REALIZATION PANICC) <- link

'Cause I don't need the cold weather like I need you

And I don't need the sweater weather I just need you

Na na na na na na na

Fuck! Hahahaha

hes unlabeled your honor.

#im not gay you are!#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x you #red hood x you #jason todd x m!reader #red hood x m!reader #jason todd x male reader #red hood x male reader #jason todd headcanons #red hood headcanons #krashoutluv

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stuffeddeer · 6 months

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just thought of the most rom-com scenario ever. reader is the new hire for the ADA and immediately off the bat, dazai is dazai. reader just takes it as the typical sense of humor and just laughs it off, thinking he’s not actually interested considering his many various ventures. eventually the two of them are assigned to missions quite often (with atsushi as a third wheel) and the two get along great in terms of humor, personality, work in the field… it boggles atsushi’s mind that the two of them aren’t at least going on ONE date. one night dazai tells him in a drunken stupor over the phone he has feelings for y/n but doesn’t want to ruin what they have. y/n ends up telling atsushi they don’t know what to do if they keep getting missions with dazai because one of these days they may slip up due to him just BEING there. he ends up confiding in both yosano and kunikida about it when the two are out of the office and they both just go “y/n and HIM??? anyone deserves better than THAT” but yosano means it in a more teasing way and kunikida means it in a serious way because. kunikida. thus begins a quest for atsushi; to bring the two together, and it drives him NUTS because the two both don’t think the other likes them. dazai assumes y/n would rather have interest in any other guy and y/n assumes dazai would rather have interest in any other person. this ends up with many funny scenarios such as:

1. atsushi leaving a note on dazai’s desk that reads “i want to talk to you in the hallway at __ time today.” and leaving an identical one on y/n’s desk so they can cross paths outside of working together and possibly start a convo and go somewhere. it backfired and the two just say “weird coincidence. everyone must’ve got this!” and wave bye

2. atsushi trying to subtly tell dazai y/ns favorite flower and he just says “oh, that’s great! are you getting them a birthday present early or something”

3. even kunikida being forced into trying to help by asking dazai if he is interested in hanging out with him and y/n (so he can pretend to end up being sick and it would just be dazai and y/n) and dazai saying “oh, is this some sort of elaborate scheme you’re planning on order to have a date with y/n and so it won’t be awkward with just the two of you? i’ll pretend to be sick when it happens for you!” LIKE GOD DAMM DAZAI STOP BEING INSECURE ITS YOU BOY?!

basically stuff like that goes on so much to the point where when the ADA is out celebrating a successful year of missions at a karaoke bar atsushi just yells out over the mic: “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH THIRD WHEELING HERE!!!!! Y/N AND DAZAI YOU BOTH likeeachother-“ and they’re just. WHAT

(SORRY FOR ALL THE TEXT LMFAO)

anon you literally wrote this for me idek what to say you’re so cool

Atsushi’s eyes widened. “What?! I can’t go on this mission, I have, um… an appointment.” Nailed it. “Dazai can take my place! He’s not doing anything right now.” Normally, Kunikida would have pointed out this obvious lie, but he remained quiet - pretty much everyone in the agency knew what he was up to.

Dazai actually was doing something for the first time in a while, but surely this mission was much more important. The brunet took off with you, headed out on an actually very unimportant mission you definitely could’ve taken care of on your own while Atsushi planned.

The tiger boy was quick to tell you and Dazai upon your return about tonight’s important karaoke celebration! And when you tried to weasel your way out of it, Yosano had practically dragged you down to the place. You were ushered next to Dazai as Atsushi and Yosano chose songs for everyone to sing. They said it was to make sure Dazai didn't pick something depressing or you would try to bail out again - this way, everyone had to go. But also... this way, you and Dazai would be stuck singing a romantic duet.

Of course, the two of you took it horribly wrong (in Atsushi's opinion), you both fully committing to the "joke song" Atsushi selected, wholly pretending in the moment. He'd wanted some romantic moment where you two realized you were destined to be together, but you both are just so stupid—

Atsushi had been up next, and was gripping the microphone tightly. He wasn't one to let his anger take over, but this was just getting ridiculous. As the opening notes played to the song he chose, he shouted out your deepest secret, and Dazai's as well.

You both like each other.

With slack jaws and wide eyes, every agency member stared at Atsushi in shock. He'd turned pink as he realized his mistake, muttering apologies as he placed the mic back down. Tense silence filled the air, the only sound being the scraping of Ranpo's spoon along the ceramic ice cream dish he'd ordered.

After a moment, Yosano started clapping. "Someone had to say it, and we all knew they wouldn't."

The rest of karaoke was horribly awkward for you and Dazai. You'd moved ever so slightly away from each other, completely embarrassed. What if Atsushi had just made up that Dazai likes you back? What if Atsushi had just made up that you like Dazai back? All either of you knew is that he had yelled out your biggest secret, and neither of you were too excited to sing anymore.

The lights had been turned on and everyone was gathering their things. It had been a fun night out, all things considered. Yosano got completely hammered and Ranpo couldn't direct his way home if his life were at stake, so Kunikida and Atsushi led the both of them back to their homes (with Kyouka right on Atsushi's tail). The Tanizaki siblings had left a bit before everyone for whatever their reasons were, so just you and Dazai were left standing outside the karaoke bar, awkwardly gazing out at the quiet city.

"So... tonight was different, huh?" You spoke anxiously, picking at a loose thread on your top.

"I didn't expect Ranpo to be that good a singer," Dazai replies with a polite smile.

You sighed. The last thing you wanted was for things to turn awkward between the two of you. "Listen, Dazai— "

"Do you want to walk home with me?" He cut you off.

You smiled softly, letting out a small chuckle. "Of course."

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tree-obsession · 8 days

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2.2 SPOILERS!! PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK

this is a small lore discussion! mostly speculation and theories- i have not seen leaks about 2.3 plot yet, but i have seen a couple about boothill's character stories, so please keep that in mind!

trigger for mentions of suicide(aventurine) and mega corps(the ipc)

we have to talk about the ending cutscene with aventurine and boothill more! i'll start with my fav parts that no one really has brought up yet:

Aventurine intimidating Boothill after mentioning the guards are out- Boothill sounded so offput and hasty while reassuring him they were just knocked out, and we have to talk about aventurine himself just being intimidating more honestly his glare actually did kind of scare me.

Boothill pointing a gun at aventurine was. well. i'm sorry i did actually laugh at that. boothill i think you should research your targets a bit more honestly that guy is NOT afraid of guns. he fully walked into the nihility and pointed at least one gun at himself, and just got out of his own meticulously-planned suicide. threats of death won't work, sorry. also he has good reason to hate oswaldo schneider as well- threats didn't even have to be used, probably! he would kill him too, probably(revenge arc go go go!!)

the convo between aven and jade was. yeah. why he's betting his life again, i don't know (maybe sarcasm? or it was really just banter?) but it does seem like the two of them aren't super close at all, at least from what little i could gather. also if diamond hurts aventurine the entire fandom will kick his ass, emanator or no, so he better be prepared for that too lol. also, it was a pretty common theory aventurine would leave the ipc after exiting nihility, since acheron presumably broke his ties- i wonder why he went back? perhaps he had no plans as to where to go, or he has some ulterior motive?

how did he get out of nihility so unscathed? (for context, i haven't gotten aven's text messages yet, but i'm aware of some of their contents since they've been floating around w/out spoiler tags. the messages are mentioned a bit here if you wanna avoid spoilering!) i know argenti got him out, but 1) why was argenti there, or where did he even find him? and 2) that seems so random- both argenti and jade confirmed it, but plot-wise what's even the point of argenti pulling him out? also argenti said he was in a "woeful state" when he got out, and apparently the stonehearts are willing to give aven a break (which i'm assuming is major, since stonehearts are super important and have a lot of responsibility, plus he just destroyed a cornerstone) so him already being back on his feet when we see the phone call is a bit weird right away. he doesn't even sound sick, and ratio or any other doctor is nowhere in sight! (message spoilers start here) i'm aware the aventurine cornerstone was fully shattered/destroyed while protecting him from nihility- was he really in there for who-knows-how-long without any protection at all? he's apparently having nightmares and the ipc needed to call in a doctor of chaos to treat him, which is concerning considering his mental health and general will to live were extremely low even before walking into the nihility. like he genuinely has some of the worst will to live i've ever seen in a character or human being- walking through the nihility should have utterly destroyed him mentally and physically, but it didn't. 2.3 HAS to give us a whole lotta context, especially with nihility lore (my favorite aeon, i may be biased) and more about the ipc!

anyway, thank you for reading this poorly formatted, stream-of-consciousness word vomit about 2.2's aventurine lore. hope you liked it! drop ur thoughts in replies and reblogs plz they give me life(although i will be very busy next few weeks, so please don't be offended if you want a reply and don't get it, im so sorry!)

2.2 was peak- a bit slow, but the story was some of the best, if not the best stuff hoyo has given us in terms of writing quality. so great! i cried for sure, and that boss battle was just everything- especially the music. robin my lesbian queen if i didn't have to pull for firefly i would get your lightcone for sure...

see you all next time! thx for sticking around (:

#hsr #honkai star rail #aventurine #hsr spoilers #hsr aventurine #boothill #in the first half #penacony has destroyed me and i let it #i would let it again too #aventurine is so precious to me i want to rotate his brain around like cow #and im a downbad lesbian for robin dear lord she's so perfect #chevy's voice is AMAZING and miss alice himora did an awesome job with the voice acting! haven't heard other languages yet sadly #penacony

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faegoddessog · 3 months

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Not 'till Monday

Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, clit play, fellatio, cum swallowing, cunnilingus, snowballing (male to female), Austin taking SUCH good care of you is SO many ways.

Summary: Recovering from surgery is tough. Doing it with Austin at your side is amazing with one exception-no orgasms allowed. I mean how did the doctor expect you to NOT be turned on when Austin is caring for you? It was fine for the first bit, but as you near the end of your blackout period it gets harder and harder, especially when he's vowed to abstain as well. Monday morning could not come soon enough and that goes for the both of you.

A/N: This little one shot was inspired by a convo with @purejasmine. I basically vomited it up in 24 hours. There are wee references to my other works and yeah, I have completely self serving fantasy that he'd read my work and go... 'damn... that's hot'. LOL! Let a girl dream!!!

Enjoy! let know if you'd like to be added to my tags list!

@purejasmine @slowsweetlove @richardslady121 @austinbutlerslovers

You weren’t gonna read it, your T-besties new dirty smut, but the line just jumped out at you and now you couldn’t stop reading and re-reading just that one line.

“Is this what you want? For me to fill you with my cock?”

Holy. Fuck. You shouldn’t be, but you are so fucking turned on right now. The fucking buzzing and throbbing of your pussy is out of control! Fuck! It is so intense, it's no joke. You give in and read on. When you get to the mutual orgasm part, you squirm in your seat feeling your wetness literally bubbling out. What the actual fuck!

“I can control myself” you think, literally shaking.

Your throat vibrates with a needy groan as you toss your head back. ”Stop triggering me, bro!” you assert to the ceiling.

“Are you ok, Princess?” his concerned voice calls down the hall from your bedroom.

“Yes, I’m fine.. Well not fine.. But I’m ok” you shake your head, sighing, texting your t-bestie to fucking stop, tongue in cheek of course. You never want her to stop.

“What’s wrong, what’d I do Baby,” his voice is hot in your ear, just moments before his hand crosses your upper chest.

“Nothing you did Austin, my love. She’s just at it again,” you hold up your phone to show him the latest smut.

“Princess, you should not tempt yourself. You know the doctor said no orgasms, not until Monday. You can hold out a couple more days,” he lightly kisses your cheek and walks around to sit on the couch with you.

“I know, I know and I’ve been really good and you’ve been amazing. But she writes you so well… plus just having you around keeps me wet all the time.”

“MMM I know, that’s one of a long list of my favorite things about you,” he purrs at you.

Austin has been a freaking angel sent from the beyond since your surgery. Well, longer than that. He’s cooked for you, made sure you’ve stayed on top of your pain meds, stayed up at night to hold you in his arms until you fall asleep. He’s never missed a chance to take your walks with you. Even though they’ve had to be a little slower than usual. He holds your hand and points out animals and trees and the beauty of nature. You are so in love with him, he is the best thing that ever happened in your life. He even declined a project that was supposed to be starting this month because he knew you’d need him.

“Bah, there will be others,” he’d said when you had protested, “I wasn’t sure I wanted to do it anyway. And I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you after surgery.”

The flip side is that everything he does just turns you on, he is like your own personal interactive pornography. You have excellent self control, something you’d had to cultivate in your previous, toxic relationship. But this was testing your limits, you were starting to have a hard time concentrating on anything.

“I love that you don’t get weirded out by reading her smut that is about you.” You nestle into his arms. You two frequently read her stories together, getting so turned on that you fucked like bunnies. She absolutely loved the idea that her mind fuckery got the two of you off.

“Heck no, not when she’s given us some of the best fucking ideas… like that one about cockwarming…or the one where I dominate you and call you Pet… damn that was one hot time.” He reaches down and adjusts himself. It’s been a while for him too, he vowed no orgasms for himself in solidarity.

“Sweetheart,” you cover his hand with your own, your pinky brushing his burgeoning bulge, “if you want to you can jerk off. You want to cum in my mouth?” You feel bad for him, and you fucking love the taste of his cum. The idea of it makes your pussy throb.

“No, no my Princess. I made a vow and I’m sticking to it. Besides, I was once a teenaged boy, I’ve had plenty of hard-ons that I’ve not played with, and I KNOW how hot that makes you. No way.”

He stands up and offers both hands to help you stand up.

“C’mon, I have a surprise for you.”

He leads you down the hallway, through your shared bedroom and into the bathroom. The tub is filled with steaming water, the scent of lavender and chamomile drift in the air. Two glasses of sparkling water and a plate of your favorite foods sit by the side. You two bought this house in part because of the huge tub. Both of you love baths and wanted something big enough that you could share.

Austin helps you strip naked, put your hair up, and get into the bath before stripping off his clothes. If this was supposed to help you calm down, it’s a disaster. You fucking love the sight of him. He has been working out especially hard and he is fucking ripped right now. His lats pop and the ripples of his torso are fucking gorgeous as he bends to pull his joggers off. He doesn't quite get the first leg off and hops a little, giggling. He is so adorable and sexy at the same time, quite the enigma.

You lean forward as he slides in behind you. You feel the hardness of his cock slide down your back and nestle at the base of your spine. He wraps you in his kind, gentle, strong arms. You melt.

“Fuck Austin, I know you meant this to help… but it’s fucking hot,” you are struggling to keep your hips still.

“You want me to run some cold water?” he says helpfully.

You purse your lips and twist to look at him. He is smiling ear to ear, chuckling. He knows what you meant.

“Just wait love,” he whispers in your ear, “wait and I'll give you the most mind-blowing orgasm with my mouth in a couple days. Then I’ll cum on your tongue, but you have to promise to swallow.” As though you’d ever do anything else but swallow his seed. His cock twitches against your back, his teasing of you is turning him on too.

“Austin, you are not actually helping.” you giggle. Giggling is the only recourse you have right now. You fucking love this teasing, love this mind fuckery. At least you know you’ll get it eventually. Get his mouth, his tongue, his fingers, his body, his cock, his cum. FUCK now YOU are not helping.

“I’m sorry my love, here let me feed you. At least we can appease your slutty tastebuds if not your slutty pussy,” he kisses your cheek and grabs the plate.

“My pussy isn’t slutty!” you say with mock indignation, “it’s only for you Austin. How can it be slutty?”

“Mmm, you are right,” he reaches down to cup your pussy in his hand, but stops himself just before plunging into the water. making a fist instead

“Your wickedly wonton pussy, then” he breathes into your ear. Dear goddess in heaven, he is not making this easy.

He proceeds to give you little tidbits of perfectly cooked bacon, rare steak with goats cheese, roasted root veggies, fruit and yogurt, perfectly ripe avacados. You suck the bits off his fingers as he feeds you.

“My Princess needs her protein for healing,” he kept saying every time he cooked for you inthe past two weeks. He did, indeed, treat you like a princess.

The next two days pass without incident. There are no new story updates, and Austin keeps it surprisingly G rated. Though there is an undercurrent of sexual tension throughout the house. Sunday night is like fucking Chistmas eve, the anticipation is driving you mad in the best kind of way. As you cuddle on the couch watching a film, a standard Sunday night in your joint home, his arm is draped over your shoulder. His fingers lightly stroke your collarbone. You think they are shaking slightly, as though he is a nervous teenager hoping for a gratuitous movie theater-like grope session. Is your mind playing fuckery tricks with you?

You hear him sigh. It’s nothing to do with the movie on the screen. You thread your fingers through his, rubbing your thumb on his palm. You can feel his eyes on you. You tilt your head up to look at his perfect face. His little dimple appears, the one that you can’t help but kiss. Now is no different. You lean up and press your lips to his. His fingers curl around yours as he deepens the kiss almost instantly. You are instantly wet, well, more so than you always are with him. Your tongues touch then caress lips. Lips are momentarily trapped by teeth, before opening to be sucked and stroked by tongues ones again. God his kisses are like fuel to your fire. Your hand drops to his chest, and you turn towards him, fully engaging in the act of kissing this perfectly amazing man. Kissing that quickly ripens into full on making out, including his hand sliding up your shirt to fondle your breasts. Movie theater grope session indeed.

The blaze of passion that ignites in your belly is ridiculous. This is the first time you’ve really kissed like this since the surgery. The forbidden fruit effect is full on. The fact that you can't have it, makes you want it all the more.

‘Fuck it’, you think, your mind clouded with lust, ’what is a few less hours.’

You move to straddle him and at the same time your hand reaches to undo the button on your jeans.

“Whoa, Princess,” his deep voice husky with desire, “not below the waist, not until tomorrow.”

“But…” your face is a mask of petulance, forehead crinkled down and lip stuck out. Your frustration is evident.

“No, my Love, I promised I’d take care of you and that means following doctors orders. No orgasms until Monday, and four weeks still until I get to sink into your tightness,” he reaches out to pet your protruding lip with one long finger. The finger that you want rubbing your clit right now. “I’m sorry I gave in to temptation, Baby.” With both hands he tilts your head down and kisses your forehead.

You close your eyes, breathing deep. He is right, dammit.

Later that night, he is propped up against the headboard. You curl up in his arms, grateful for his love of a good snuggle. He opens the book he is reading out loud to you. His gorgeous baritone lulls you to sleep.

You must be in an orchard, you have to be. What else smells like vanilla and citrus? The tall grass you are walking through brushes against your naked butt. The grass reaches and gropes along your thighs, trying to get to your pussy. It feels good, the grass caresses your ass. You realize it’s not the grass but a shining ethereal being standing next to you, hands cupping your genitals front and back. Warmth radiates from its hands and soaks into your skin. You feel an intrusion inside you, malleable and warm. A sense of peace glows in you, from the inside out and the light erupts from your sacral chakra, like water over pouring from a vase. It feels divine, like an orgasm of light. Then you feel a concentrated rubbing against your mons. You hear a moaning and realize it’s your voice.

You come to full waking consciousness and feel Austin next to you, on his side. The palm of his hand rubbing circles on your vulva. You realize you have been moaning and just came in your dream, or maybe here in waking life too.

“Yeah,” you hear in your ear, “that’s it, cum for me.” You can smell the orange and vanilla on his wrist as he brushes hair away from your face.

You eyes flutter open so see Austin staring at you, biting his bottom lip, nostrils flaring. When he sees your eyes open, his mouth curves just enough to expose the dimple at the corner of his lip. That fucking dimple, it melts you. Then his mouth is on yours hard and fast, the clean taste indicating that he brushed his teeth and rinsed with mouthwash.

His finger dips inbetween your labia, you are so fucking wet, he doens’t even need to pull wetness over your clit. It’s already bathed in your juices. You are pretty sure that you already came once, which is fantastic as you were nervous that something inside might hurt when you finally got to orgasm.

His fingers start working their magic, circling the hood of your clit, over and over. Then switching side to side. His mouth is constantly on yours. You want to stop him and tell him you want his beautiful mouth on your pussy, but it all feels so good. Usually he would gradually get faster, but he keeps a steady pace. It’s mere minutes and your orgasm washes over you. Your body freezes, spine jerking and your little grunts are swallowed by Ausitn’s mouth.

“That’s my girl,” he gently pets your vulva, “How was that my love?”

“Please, please keep going,” you pant, eyes pleading for the overstimulation that he is so freaking good at. You can’t stop your hips from pushing forward and back against his hand.

“No babe, we are gonna take it slow at first,” he smiles, eyes full of love, “don’t want anything to… burst or whatever with a crazy hard orgasm.”

“Hmmmmm” your voice whines, “can I at least have your cum, baby. I need it.”

“That I can do,” he nods imperceptibly, “C’mere sugar.”

You help him pull back the covers as you sit up, unwrapping his gorgeously perfect naked form next to you. His cockstand is a fucking dream, thick and long lying on his chiseled stomach. Your pussy practically drips at the sight of it. You snag the bottle of water from the bedside table and quickly drain it.

“Get that mouth down there, I need to be wet,” his voice is grizzly with need.

You could live off Austin’s cum. In fact you usually get it almost every day. The past two weeks have been torture, not having his milky seed in your mouth.

Eagerly you straddle his leg, bending down. He pulls your hair, still in its sleepy bunny ears, away from your face. He fucking loves watching your mouth on him. You lick your lips, looking at his eyes as he tucks one hand behind his head for a better view. He knows you struggle with your gag reflex and he has never asked you to go beyond your comfort zone.

Tongue out, you lick his soft tip. He releases a shaky sigh. He has missed this too. You bring your lips together pushing saliva out between the seam with your tongue, letting it run down his cock. You push your closed mouth down, tongue flicking his tiny hole. You seal your lips over his red tip, chasing the rivulets and sucking them back up as you pull back. You dive down again, only taking his tip. Your cheeks hollow and the sound of wet suction follows.

“Oh my god, Princess” he breathes.

You rub your smiling lips along his tip in a figure eight, like lip balm. You love hearing his sounds of pleasure. You engulf his head again, just a little farther this time. Your tongue rubs side to side along his frenulum. You bob up and down, up and down, tongue working him, slurping on the end of his cock.

He moans, his hand rubbing down his stomach to the inside curve of his pelvis. His thumb and forefinger catching up the root of his cock. His long middle and ring fingers falling in the crevice next to his balls.

“Yeah, that’s it gorgeous. Get me all wet with that pretty mouth,” he croons at you. His glutes start flexing slightly, pushing his cock up. He’s trying for all he’s worth not to fuck your mouth.

“Princess, I gotta… I’m… I need…oh god” he moans, not able to finish any sentence. You pull back as he holds his hand out, you drip spit into his hand and he wraps that big fist around that big cock. His hips thrusting up into his hand almost violently. He is so considerate and didn't want to do that into your mouth and make you choke. Clearly the last two weeks have taken their toll on his self control.

You love seeing him play with himself. Last summer, you ‘caught’ him jerking off. He had thought you had left. You’d ran back inside to get something you forgot when you heard his moan. Peeking through the door, your pussy had gotten so wet when you saw him sitting at his desk, laptop open. You had almost slipped into his office to help, but when you realized what he was watching, you were too beguiled to interrupt. It was a video you two had made. A close up of your lips around his cock, both oral and vaginal. You didn’t let him know you were there, but you watched through the sliver of the door as he stroked himself to climax. Your hand was down your pants and your finger on your wet, wet clit. It was so fucking hot. You loved the idea of being his porn.

Now, your pussy is again activated watching him pump himself. You realize you have lowered down to his knee and are rubbing your wet pussy on his thigh, riding him.

“Fuck, Princess. That is so hot, you are dripping down my leg,” he seethes through his clenched jaw. “GAH!” he tosses his head back, a sure sign that he is close. His hand speeds up, and stops, speeds up and stops, edging himself just a bit. His forehead is pulled down in concentration, his plush lips form a little ‘o’ as he pants.

Holy fuck, he could not be hotter in this moment. His bicep bulging, his pecs popped, abs contracted and tight, forearm veiny with effort, thigh flexed and wet with your juices. Your mouth is open, tongue flicking.nYour pussy lips dragging back and forth over his skin. Fuck, it feels so good. So much deprivation has made you ultra sensitive.

“Get that greedy tongue down there, so I can cum all over it,” he puffs out.

You tip your head down. His legs are long enough that you can still rub against him and reach his cock with your mouth. Your tongue is out ready to catch.

“Yesssss, here it comes,” he moans.

The warm milky cum spatters your tongue, you know how much he likes to see it hit your mouth. He groans in appreciation. Then you are down on him, sucking lightly, not wasting a single drop. It’s so fucking hot, such an activation for you to have his cum in your mouth. You sit up and grind into his tight quads just at the insertion on the patellar tendon. It's the perfect dune of muscle to rub your clit on. You moan around your mouthful of cum, your tongue rubbing it along the roof of your mouth.

“That’s it Princess, get it,” his hand is still on his cock, lightly stroking himself. He is so fucking turned on with your wanton display. His other hand is on your knee, somehow wanting to help, but not wanting to interrupt your flow.

Your pussy tightens, good lord the friction feels good. Just as you can feel yourself tipping over that brink, you let his cum slide down your throat. Your eyes roll back in your head and your pussy gushes as your hips freeze forward. Your hips and head jerk in unison, grinding your pussy down on him with each jerk. It’s nearly overstimulating… nearly.

You fall forward onto him, ass in the air, panting, shaking. He catches you with waiting arms.

Cradling your head on his chest.

“You good, Princess?” there is just a touch of concern in his voice. You love how he loves you.

You nod, slowly getting your breath under control.

“Could be better,” you look up at him with a glint in your eye.

“Oh yeah,” he gently swipes at a creamy drop on the corner of your mouth, offering the drop to your mouth. You greedily lick it from his finger.

“Yeah,” you say after rolling the salty tang around your mouth, “I, uh, I seem to remember a promise a certain hot fucking man made me. One of a mindblowing orgasm with his talented mouth.” You smile at him, running a finger along the border of his lips. Those perfect fucking lips.

“Oh yeah, when is he getting here?” he jests, chuckling.

You purse your lips and shake your head, you love his silly goofy side.

“Austin,” you kiss his mouth then roll off him, legs wide,”get down there and make good.”

His eyes smolder at you, he loves it when you have just a touch of command in your voice. It usually doesn't last long, as he likes being in control in the bedroom, but it turns him on nonetheless.

“Yes Ma’am,” he nods. Catlike he flips on top of you and slides down your body. In supporting his upper body weight, his shoulders bulge and ripple. That and his ocean blue eyes never leaving yours is enough to set you off.

He wraps his arms under your upper thighs.

He inhales the smell of you.

His eyes close and he moans in pleasure.

His mouth opens and he drags his tongue along your lips.

“Just nothing in, not yet” you remind him.

The apples of his cheeks pop as he smiles up at you, “I know darling.”

His tongue rolls around under your clit, pushing between your labia. He laps your little lips into his mouth, sucking them gently.

You moan at the sensations, god you’ve missed his mouth.

He nestles down at the bottom of your entrance and with a flickering tongue licks your wetness up, sucking your clit lightly into his mouth at the top.

It’s fucking amazing.

He licks again, his bottom lip dragging after his tongue, over and over. Until he settles on top of your clit. One hand slips from your leg and you feel two fingers press, not into your vagina, but in the crevices on either side of your lips. He licks your nub with the tip of his tongue and presses rhythmically on the legs of your clitoris from the outside, milking your pussy. It feels incredible, you had no idea that was a thing, at least not for your body.

Your juices start to flow freely, dribbling down. He greedily licks as much of it up as he can, sucking hard on your labia. Then his mouth closes wholly over your clit and the top bits of your lips. He sucks, the tip of his tongue flickering over the hard little button.

Oh fuck it’s good. He is good. Better than good, with his fingers working their magic. Your hands fly to his hair, fingers tangled in his unruly locks. Breath flutters out his nostrils and onto your pubis. Your hips start pumping against his pretty face. You know he loves it when you just let go and let your body react. He starts groaning, his hips mimic yours, driving against the folds of the sheets under him. The fact that he is so turned on by eating your pussy is exhilarating. The vibrations of his moans send your pussy into overdrive. All of a sudden you are there; screaming, grunting, shaking under the magnificence that is Austin’s mouth. Pleasure floods your body. You writhe. He shifts, letting go the suction and licks long, sensuous strokes along your quivering cunt. He flicks your clit at the top each time, making you shake in aftershocks, making you drip that much more. He closes his mouth wide over your pussy, sucking hard. Then, with a closed mouth he pushes up to his knees over you. His cock is rock hard and jutting out from his lean form. He is a fucking dream. He leans his head forward and dribbles a mixture of your juices and his spit onto his cock and into his hand.

“God I miss doing that to you,” he moans.

You are panting, watching the sex god Austin stroke himself. His hooded eyes are brimming with desire and lust.

“Touch yourself,” he commands, “I want to watch.”

You immediately obey, your finger rubbing back and forth on your swollen clit.

“Yes, finger that clit, Princess,” it’s taking all he has not to slide into you, but he would never endanger your health like that.

Your finger runs in circles around your clit.

“Pull your lips apart, I want to see it all,” his tone is intense, brooking no argument.

You spread yourself for him and continue to circle your clit. Anything for Austin. He spits into his hand again, and continues to pump fiercely on his cock.

“Pull up, I want that little hood pulled back,” he is huffing, his face contorted and serious, “I want you to feel my hot cum as it hits your naked clit.”

Oh. My. God. He has never said that, never done that. Your finger stops rubbing and pulls back your clitoral hood. The cooler air hits your exposed clit. You moan and clench. He watches as your pussy contracts, his breath hissing between his teeth. He glides hard on his cock.

“Keep it up, don’t touch it.” His chest expands in a deep, deep breath. His orgasmic groan begins as a rumble in his chest and blasts out his mouth in unrequited vowel sounds. Hot semen hits your vulnerable clit, it’s like fucking lightning. Your back arches and your hips shake, your orgasm is inches away. All you have to do is rub… but he told you not to.

Suddenly and unexpectedly, his mouth is sucking on you and hard. His tongue rubbing in his cum, back and forth over your clit. Your climax explodes over you like fireworks. You are so fucking lit. Your spine and hips jerk, bouncing you on the bed. He rides you down, lapping up his cum from you. Then he is over you, kissing you deeply with a mouthful of his own, sweet cum. It’s intoxicating, mind blowing, hallucinatory and nearly makes you orgasm again. You swallow every drop, curling your tongue into his mouth, desperate to get it all into you.

He pulls away shaking, having given you the same cum a second time. Clearly he found it just as electrifying.

“Fuck that was unbearably hot, Princess,” he pants.

Your head shakes as you nod up and down, still completely aroused. You pull his fingers between your legs.

“Rub Austin, please,” you beg.

Austin can’t resist it when you beg like that.

You spend the rest of the day either in bed, in the bath or in the kitchen. Austin made you cum in all of them. Orgasm Day, you’d come to call it, your own personal annual holiday. Now, only 4 more weeks and the medical ‘ok’ until you get to feel his thick cock stretching your tight little pussy. Until then, well it’s Austin’s cum for breakfast, Austin’s cum for dinner and Austin’s cum for a midnight snack.

#austin butler #austin butler fanfic #austin butler smut #austin butler fic #austin butler x reader #austin butler/reader

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 1 year

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Here, Kitty, Kitty (18+ Fic)

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Pairing: Aizawa x Black!Catgirl!Reader

Synopsis: In which you find yourself in the weirdest predicament after you’re scooped up and taken to a cat cafe after you decide to take the streets to fight some crime, and you’re adopted by your very anti-social and hot coworker Aizawa aka Eraserhead.

Story Warnings: Smutty smut, 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY), Swearing, Adult!Reader, Ear and Tail Stroking, Light Degradation, Spanking, Exhibitionism, Multiple Positions, Creampie, Unprotected PIV Sex, Facial, Scent Play, Collaring, Deepthroat, Cunnlingus, Begging, Edgeplay, Power Play, Rope Play/Shibari, Master Kink, Some Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Some Action

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: I pictured myself dancing to "Superstar" by Usher with Aizawa & now I'm wet. Enjoy. -Jazz

Read on AO3 here!

Other Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two. Twenty-Three. Twenty-Four. Twenty-Five.

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FOURTEEN.

Weeks go by and the weather quickly rises into the high 70s/low 80s temperature range which means May is finally here.

Time really does fly when you’re having fun…in the case of your version of “fun,” that is.

Ever since you apologized to Aizawa and finally got that ramen date, you’ve been texting nonstop. Since then, you’ve been learning much more about him. You’ve come to realize how dark-humored the guy is after a text convo you had over your favorite comedy movies, or how he doesn’t understand the hype with boybands.

You’ve told him about yourself too, such as how sometimes you sleep on the couch because you’re too lazy to walk to your bedroom or how you’re lactose intolerant but you can’t live without your coffee (he got a kick out of that one).

With every text, more layers of this mysterious, sexy enigma of a man are peeled back, revealing the soft-hearted, passionate, loving person he is underneath. You find yourself falling for him every day, with every wave you give him through his classroom window or lock of your eyes in the halls.

There are some phone calls sprinkled in there as well, but usually, you’re too shy to make the first move to call and just opt to text Aizawa. The thing is Aizawa is too, but he still made the groundbreaking move to call you for the first time. When he had called, you were literally in your hero gear, strutting along the rooftops in the city to stake out some crime. When you saw his name pop up on your screen, you nearly had a heart attack.

You decided to take a seat on the roof of a cooperate business, your heels dangling off of the twelve-story building, and answer his call. “Hello?” you said, hating how breathless and needy you sounded.

“Y/N?” Aizawa’s voice sent shivers up your spine. He sounded so much sexier over the phone. “It’s Shouta.”

“I know,” you giggled. “How are you doing tonight? How’s Eri?”

The conversation went on just like that with you telling each other how your day went (some awkward pauses stretching the call out here and there). As you talked, your heart lept with excitement and anticipation for…what? For this friendly, innocent relationship between you to turn into something more?

Definitely, absolutely yes. You wanted desperately to tell Aizawa how you felt and stop beating around the bush. You wanted to be in his arms and in his bed; to abandon all self-control and doubt. He continued to haunt your dreams with his eyes and voice, your mind constructing how you believe his moans sound like. It has led you to many free hours of touching yourself to the thought of him, picturing your fingers as his cock stretching you out and filling you up.

You want that man. All of him.

But you know that could never ever be…at least for right now. For one, it’s because Aizawa is a father and that makes things so much more complicated. Eri only knows you as her favorite pet; not as you, a UA counselor, Aizawa’s friend, and a liar.

There is also the fact that you have yet to spill your secrets to him, such as, you know, the fact that you’re the cat he adopted and the cat girl vigilante that he’s been fighting alongside on the streets which could ultimately cause you to lose your job, your friends, and him. But even that doesn’t stop you from hitting the streets and visiting Aizawa and Eri’s dorm every night.

You have started cutting your nights in half: the first half after work is for vigilante work, and the other half is for Aizawa and Eri. And while it is a good system, you can feel it taking its toll on your body, your mind, and your sleeping schedule. You can’t remember the last time you had a full eight-hour rest or what your body looks like when it’s not bruised up. But you ignore all of that. You suck it up; drink your coffee; rub on ointment to clear up the bruises.

You’ve got this. You can handle all of it.

The Friday during the first week of May is a nice one. When you awaken in your dorm after sneaking in before the sun rose, you feel bubbly and light as a feather. You feel like you could hug the entire world, wrap it up tight and squeeze it. A content grin stretches across your mouth as you stretch your arms high over your head. You feel good. You feel great.

Never mind the fact that you’re due for work in an hour after only four hours of sleep. Never mind you spent all of last night outside, spending the first half as Night Claw sniffing out crime and the next sneaking under Aizawa’s door for a cuddle with him and Eri. Never mind the fresh set of bruises you see in the bathroom from weeks of fighting criminals, quirked and non-quirked, and attempting to stop the crime that has been booming since the weather got warmer. Never mind the fact that you’re lying right to Aizawa’s face about who you are and throwing his poor daughter into the mix, too.

‘It’s fine,’ you tell yourself as you get ready for work. ‘You’re fine. You’ll tell him soon. Just not right now. As long as you keep your mouth shut and stay careful, everything will be fine.’ You keep chanting this mantra in your head throughout the day until lunch finally comes. Today you packed a tuna sandwich and some Kombucha: your favorite.

You also decide to try today and look nice because of the warm weather, choosing a brightly colored dress that hugs your body in the way you wish Aizawa would replace along with a cardigan and pantyhose to kill two birds with one stone: look professional and hide the bruises so no one asks questions. When you walk into the UA faculty breakroom hours later after several appointments with students, Nemuri and Mic take notice of your outfit immediately.

“My, my, look at you, Ms. L/N!” Nemuri purrs as you take a seat next to her. “What’s the special occasion?” You giggle as she jokingly runs a hand up your thigh before tickling your side. “Good weather. As a catgirl, I thrive in the sunshine and warm air.”

“Well, you look ravishing!” Mic excitedly says, his eyes roaming over your face. “And refreshed. Your skin is practically glowing!” He is so loud and boisterous with his compliments that you flush, wondering if someone will hear from outside.

“That she is, Mic,” Nemuri agrees, giving you a secretive look. “She does look very glowy. Any reason for that in particular, Y/N?” She raises one suggestive eyebrow, alluding to the tired-eyed hottie who you’ve been texting and building a relationship with.

You ignore her suggestive expression and question, instead directing eye contact to Mic, who looks like he’s anticipating what your secret is for such a nice complexion. “Nothing except me goin’ hard in the gym,” you laugh. “I’ve been working on my weight training and kickboxing. Unfortunately, it’s fucking up my body.”

That actually isn’t a lie. When you’re not kicking ass or letting Eri brush your fur while you curl into her lap, you’re at the gym. Ever since that training session with Aizawa, you’ve been serious about increasing your combat skills and mastering the abilities that come with your quirk. You hope to show Aizawa your improvement one day. “Just don’t harm that cute little tail,” Mic chuckles as he takes a sip of his Pepsi. “Aizawa would be devastated.” Nemuri giggles while you scoff and passively crack open your soda can, ignoring your friends’ teasing.

“About what?” a familiar, deep voice asks. You squeak, startled, and look towards the door where you see Aizawa standing there as if he emerged from thin air. You swear the man doesn’t make a single sound when he moves. His eyes meet yours from across the small room, rendering you speechless. It suddenly feels like only the two of you exist in the room.

'Damn this ‘being friends’ shit.'

“There you are!” Mic cheerfully says. “I’m glad you’re here. I was just about to bring up tonight.” Aizawa barely spares his friend a glance as he makes a beeline for the coffee machine. As he passes you, he brushes up against your shoulder. You’re not sure whether it is on purpose or by accident, but it sends shivers down your spine and makes your tail curl all the same.

“What about tonight?” he grumbles as he opens the dishwasher. He plucks out a big, yellow mug and places it underneath the coffee machine before turning it on.

You, Nemuri, and Mic share a look. You already know Mic is alluding to some nighttime adventures which you’re sure Aizawa will say no to. “Mic and I were talking about visiting Hot Spot tonight if you both are free,” Nemuri explains, batting her lashes up at Aizawa. “It’s been so long since we’ve been out for a night on the town and I’m in need of some action.”

“More like your bed is,” you mutter. Nemuri smirks at you. “Precisely, and you should take a hint. I’m sure your bed is in need of breaking in.” You flush at her words, your eyes jetting across to Aizawa. His back is to you as he stands at the counter, waiting for his brewing coffee. You’re not sure why you’re so concerned about his reaction to Nemuri’s words, especially since you and he are just friends.

But as much as you hate to admit it, the idea of having someone else in your bed besides him doesn’t sit right with you at all, and you’d hope he’d feel the same way. You hope he’s burning with the same need that you are for him.

“We’re going to be meeting some other pros tonight for drinks if you two want in,” Nemuri says, glancing between you and Aizawa. You shrug, figuring you could use the outing. “Fuck it, I’ll go. It’s been a while since I’ve been out.”

“Excellent!” Nemuri squeals and excitedly claps her hands. “What about you, Shouta?” She turns to him as do you and Mic, waiting for the pro to give her a hard no. He says nothing, the coffee machine still bubbling. “Just hear me out, please,” Nemuri rushedly says before he can refuse. “I know you’re not too keen on socializing with others in a public setting, but the weather is simply too good to stay inside and–”

“I’ll go,” Aizawa interrupts.

“What?” you, Nemuri, and Mic all blurt in unison. You stare at Aizawa like he just grew another head. The guy stares back at you three in confusion, his coffee mug in hand. “I said I’ll go,” he repeats with a passive shrug. “I’ve got nothin’ better to do tonight since all the grades are in. I’ll have Mirio babysit Eri, too.”

You, Nemuri, and Mic still stare at him, dumbfounded. It’s just too shocking. Aizawa? Clubbing? Socializing?! A flush coats Aizawa’s cheeks at your stupid, wide-eyed expressions. “What?” he huffs.

“Nothing!” Mic coughs, plastering a big smile on his face. “Absolutely nothing. This fills me with so much happiness, Shouta! We’re going to have so much fun!” Aizawa rolls his eyes, still blushing, while Nemuri glances at you. “That, we are,” she hums with a smile.

Now it’s your turn to blush, thanking God that he made you a Black woman.

************

“I can’t you how hot you look in this dress, Y/N. Like, if I were Aizawa, I’d fuck you right now.”

You gain this compliment from your friend aka Mt. Lady standing behind the velvet rope in front of the Hot Spot nightclub hours later. It is a warm night and the streets are buzzing with activity. Rumi aka Mirko is eyeing you down the same way Yu is despite Yu being straight as a ruler. “Shit, I’d do it anyway,” the Rabbit Hero brazenly says.

Nemuri’s curls nearly whip Yu in the face as she turns to glare at Rumi. “Rumi!” she gasps. Rumi shrugs passively, crossing her arms in her leather jacket. “What? I can’t be honest?” Nemuri shakes her head, rolling her eyes at you. “Sorry about her. That’s talk that can only be influenced by those pregame shots.”

Rumi shrugs as Yu giggles to herself in her yellow bodycon dress. “Thank you, ladies,” you laugh, sliding your hands down the pink dress that hugs your body and makes your legs look fantastic (especially since you slathered them in coconut oil before leaving). “I still can’t believe I look this good in your dress, ‘Muri.”

Nemuri gapes at you in her billowy red mini dress that you’ve had one too many men eyeing since you stepped in line. “Are you kidding me? As soon as you picked it out, I knew you’d look fabulous! It’s only right for our new partygoer comin’ out tonight to celebrate with us.” She gives you a wink, making you flush in the warm, spring air.

“How you managed to convince the troll to come out from under his bridge is beyond me,” Rumi chuckles, fixing the bust of her white corset crop top. She looks like an Amazonian model in her lowrise skinny jeans that shows off her toned abs. “I refuse to believe he’s coming here of his own volition.”

You stare at the girls, open-mouthed. “Y’all are so mean!” you protest. “Shouta is not a troll and he’s not that anti-social!” Yu snickers beside you. “That anti-social,” she parrots.

Though you feel bad for what the girls are tittering about over your crush, you will admit that you’re just as shocked that he decided to come out tonight. Aizawa always said he wasn’t the clubbing type and he seems like he barely has the patience for large groups of people. So what’s with the change in behavior? Though it confuses you, it also excites you. Could it perhaps be your blossoming friendship that has flipped a switch in him? You hope so.

You were more than excited to hurry back to your dorm after work to get ready, even consulting Nemuri for an outfit. You wanted to look gooder than good tonight for Aizawa. You wanted him to take one look at you and pluck you out of the friend zone expeditiously. Though you knew it wouldn’t happen, you could still look yummy for some other eyes you were hoping to get tonight. If you didn’t get Aizawa’s attention, you could certainly get someone else’s. ‘Who needs Erasherhead anyway?’ you think to yourself.

“Maybe not to you,” Rumi laughs to you. “Because he likes you, girl! And with those cute little ears and that ass, I can definitely see why.” You flush at her words, sliding your hands down the buttery-soft dress. “Does it really look that good?” you bashfully giggle. “I guess Pilates is working out for me.”

When you aren’t out in the streets sniffing out crime or visiting Aizwa and Eri, you’ve been in and out of the gym lately, trying to stay consistent with workouts…but also trying to see if you can catch Aizawa. You have a few times while he is squeezing some cardio and weight training in between his very busy schedule. While you should be focusing on your yoga and pilates, you always find yourself looking at Aizawa through the mirror, admiring his muscles and thighs that could crush your head…and you’d thank him.

“Do the Pilates explain this here?” Nemuri grazes her fingers across your jawline where, sure enough, you feel a slight sting from a bruise that hasn’t healed after your latest run-in with a street criminal.

This one was a regular, non-quirked guy with a taste for the rush of stealing from park joggers, but damn, could he fight. Luckily for you, your flexibility kicked in and you were able to one-up him by dropping into a split on his next throw and kicking him in the balls. You made sure to knock him out before telling his jogger victim to call the cops and running out into the darkness.

You’ve been on a role with the arrests lately. Almost every night, unless your body absolutely cannot take another night of fighting, you’ve been out in the streets fighting crime. Unfortunately, you haven’t run into Aizawa again but the rush of fighting crime and keeping your city safe is enough adrenaline to keep you coming back. Plus, you see Aizawa every day in school which is more than enough for you.

You’d be lying if you said your night job hasn’t been taking its toll on you lately. Mostly on your skin. You’ve been noticing the bruises are becoming less easy to hide behind makeup. Nemuri says the exact same thing to you now, her worry palpable. “You know that makeup can only cover so much, Y/N.”

You ignore her worried eyes and glance away from her, not wanting Rumi or Yu to hear. “It’s just a bruise, ‘Muri. I get those all the time.”

“How many more are there?” Nemuri asks, her concern only growing. You keep silent, refusing to tell her any more about your nightly adventures. You don’t need her worrying about her. “Listen, Y/N,” she sighs worriedly, “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this.”

“Nemuri,” you sternly say, cutting off whatever it is she was about to say. “Let’s not do this here, okay? Not right now.” You turn to her, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’m fine! I’m still here breathing and I fully intend to be. But I’m not quitting my night job anytime soon. I have a duty at this point.”

Nemuri’s lips purse, obviously disagreeing with this statement, but you don’t care. She doesn’t understand. This isn’t something you can just give up. Your city needs you, and you fully intend to be there. You put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it. “Let’s just enjoy tonight, okay?” you whisper pleadingly. Nemuri looks like she wants to say more, but Rumi’s gasp stops her. “Look!” she shouts. “The men of the hour!” She points down the street and sure enough, you see the two you’ve been waiting on for over fifteen minutes…or rather, one in particular.

As soon as Mic walks up with Aizawa, your eyes are instantly drawn to him. He decided to go for a simple dark denim jacket with matching jeans, high-top sneakers, and a loose tank top that you thank God for because you can see how defined his muscles are underneath. His hair is pulled into a low ponytail and his scruff is trimmed, making him look like a brooding cologne model. ‘Oh, my God, he’s so fucking hot,’ you think. Other women seem to think the same as he wedges through the line to you and the girls, their eyes drinking him in.

His eyes land on you suddenly, causing your body to feel like it just stepped into flames. You have to force yourself to give him a friendly smile, hoping he didn’t catch you eyefucking him. “Hey, ladies!” Mic greets in skinny jeans and a floral, purple button-down that exposes his toned chest. He reminds you of a 70s heartthrob.

“What a pleasure seein’ you here, Eraserhead,” Rumi snickers, eyeing the dark-haired pro humorously. “What, your kid drivin’ you crazy?”

“Not at all!” Mic protests, wrapping an arm around a very uncomfortable Aizawa. “Eri is the sweetest little angel! Shouta here just wanted a change of pace and decided to hang with us losers. Right, bud?” Aizawa sighs, rolling his eyes. “I’m regretting that decision already,” he grumbles.

Rumi tuts as you begin to move to the front where the security guards stand at the doors. “You say that now till you get a drink in you. Now come on!” She slips one of the guards $100 as she slips through the doors to the club that the guard holds open for you, giving you a taste of the activity going on inside. Nemuri, Yu, and Mic follow Rumi, leaving you and Aizawa outside.

You glance at Aizawa, noticing how out of place he looks despite not even being inside yet. He looks tense and awkward, his shoulders bunched up as if he expects something to jump out and bite him.

Realizing you’re watching him, he glances up at you, nearly rendering you breathless when his eyes meet yours. This ‘just friends’ shit is becoming way too hard for you.

“Come on before she kills us,” you giggle, unconsciously taking his hand to drag him into Hot Spot. The club is already jumping when you walk in, lights flashing a pretty multicolor that corresponds to the Usher song playing overhead. You spot many pro heroes among the crowd on the dance floor and at the bar along with notable celebrities and high-end industry figures.

You spot the girls and Mic at the bar ordering their drinks, but you don’t immediately walk over. You’re more concerned with Aizawa. “Not so bad, right?” you ask over the music, shooting him a smile. But he is too busy staring at your hands that are still connected, your fingers interlaced. Embarrassment blooms in your chest, making you feel hot all over. “O-oh, sorry!” you gasp, releasing his hand. “I didn’t realize–”

“You’re fine,” he cuts in, adverting his gaze from yours. You believe you see him flush under the lights, but it could just be the way the light illuminates his skin. You look away from him, your heart lodged in your throat and your skin on fire. You thought that tonight was going to be easy, but right now, you feel like you’re being put in a line of war with your heart and hormones. Why the fuck does he have to be so goddamn fine?

You suddenly feel something soft brush against your knuckles and you look down to find Aizawa sneaking his pinky through yours, interlacing them. “You look…great, y’know,” he awkwardly says, his eyes flitting to yours before flitting away. Now you can clearly see that he’s blushing, his cheeks a rosy shade of pink that makes you want to cuddle him and suck the soul out of his dick at the same time.

A dumb smile stretches across your face and you feel like you just won the lottery. “You don’t look too bad yourself,” you giggle, earning a smirk from him. Damn this ‘just friends’ shit. You don’t wanna be ‘just friends’. You wanna sit on his face, dammit! You want to run your hands over his muscles; kiss every part of his body; feel his lips against yours while his hips rock against yours as he strokes your–

“Hey, you two done flirting yet?” Rumi calls from a booth near the bar. “I’m in need of a shot!” Nemuri and Yu giggle at each other like little high school girls, making you want to melt into the floor.

“Shouta, come help me get these pretty ladies some drinks!” Mic hollers, nodding over to the bar. Aizawa grumbles to himself, but does so anyway, releasing your pinky in the process and making you feel like you just got dipped into a pool of ice water. The emptiness you feel without him stuns you so much that you have to remind yourself that you’re not together like that.

But something in the way Aizawa looked at you just now makes you feel like he wants to change that, but something is stopping him. Maybe Eri? Maybe his work? Sighing to yourself, you walk over to the booth and plop down next to Nemuri, needing a drink. As Rumi and Yu talk amongst themselves, Nemuri turns to you with a giddy grin.

“Seriously, babe; the chemistry between you two is insane. I was sensing so many sparks that I thought you were about to set this building on fire!” She animately fans herself, moving her hair off of her neck. You scoff at her antics, rolling your eyes. “What the hell are you waiting for, woman? He’s head over heels for you!”

You ignore the sparkle in her eye. She can’t expect this to be so easy for someone like you. Someone with secrets. “It’s much more complicated than that, Nemuri,” you sigh tiredly. “He has a child and is working two stressful jobs! I can’t just–”

“Fancy seeing you here, Ms. Midnight,” someone says, cutting you off. When you look up at your visitor, you can already believe who you’re looking at: All Might in the flesh, though not in his hero form. Tonight he’s just Toshinori Yagi in a white tee and black jeans; laid-back and awkward, hands stuffed in his pockets. Your eyes widen at the sight of him, your heart rate accelerating. Suddenly, all thoughts of Aizawa are gone. No way the All Might is here! You’ve never seen him at Hot Spot before.

“Well, if it isn’t the symbol of peace himself!” Nemuri laughs giddily, leaning a hand under her chin. “Just what are you doing out and about tonight?” Toshinori sighs, resembling Aizawa in the way he looks like he wants to be anywhere but here. “More like I got dragged out here against my will.”

“It was my idea, of course.” A stranger steps out from behind Toshinori, and he is quite handsome: he is tall and muscular, decked out in designer clothes and sunglasses that cover his eyes, adorning a half-white, half-black buzzcut that stands out against his tanned skin. Slowly, he takes his shades down to get a good look at you, his violet eyes roaming over you. “Well, who’s this? Nemuri, you truly have the cutest friends.” He gives you a flirty, white-toothed smile, ignoring Toshinori’s sigh.

You turn to Nemuri, raising a brow. Who the fuck is this? “This is Y/N, the new counselor at UA,” Nemuri says to the two men. “Y/N, you know All Might, but this is–”

“Kaleb aka Snapshot, new and upcoming hero at your service,” the stranger cuts in, taking your hand in his to shake. “I used to be underground, but I’ve recently decided to take to the public scene.”

You can now see that his hands are adorned with rings, his wrists dripped in gold chains the same as his neck. He was an underground hero? As flashy as he is?

“Well, you’re definitely fit for it,” you joke. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kaleb.” The ex-underground pro smiles when he hears his name on your lips. “So you’re the new counselor?” Toshinori asks, sounding pleased. “Nemuri’s told me all about you. I’ve heard what you do for the kids.”

You beam from the praise, never believing in a million years that you’d be talking to All Might. “And I’ve heard how amazing you are as a mentor for Midoriya!” you brightly reply. “He’s quite the kid. You do a good job picking them, Toshinori.”

Toshinori blushes sheepishly, earning a giggle from Nemuri. Before either one can say anything, Kaleb is already hurtling questions at you, his attention posed strictly on you. “So what’s it like bein’ a counselor? Those snot-nosed kids don’t give you trouble, do they? Just tell me now and I’ll handle ‘em. My quirk allows me to transport people to another time and place with just a look.” He gives you a wink, making you believe that under different circumstances, you’d probably end up somewhere like his bed judging from the blatant flirting.

You’d be lying if you said it wasn’t welcomed though. Kaleb is open with the fact that he’s pinning after you, even pulling up a nearby chair to sit and chat with you more. Nemuri and Toshinori practically disappear into the background when he talks to you. All of his attention and time are set on you, and though it’s overwhelming, the drinks that start flowing make it less and less so.

You start with two tequila shots and then with a cocktail dubbed “The Sakura Blend”–a rose-pink drink with strawberry puree, a hint of fiji apple, lemon, and crisp rosè vodka. By the time Kaleb moves on to telling you how pretty you are, with his hand brushing your knee, you’re feeling bubbly, loose, and as pretty as he thinks you are.

You are tipsy. You can tell from the way you squeal in excitement when your favorite 90s R&B jam pumps through the speakers. “Oh, I love this song!” you say to no one in particular, already getting up to get on the dance floor. Kaleb abruptly stands with you, making Toshinori give him the side eye. “You wanna dance?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

You don’t have to be asked twice. You take his hand and walk to the dance floor together, the alcohol making you way more reciprocal and agreeable. You’re just going with the flow. And though it feels good, you logically know that this could get heated very fast if you’re not careful. So for a while, you play it safe with Kaleb on the dance floor. You face him as you begin to sway to the music, your hands to yourself.

You close your eyes and allow the beat to take you, the alcohol beginning to take full effect. In this moment, you feel like you could do anything: touch the moon; run a marathon; kiss your crush. Aizawa’s face is suddenly appearing behind your eyelids. You picture his body up against yours, hips grinding, and his hands all over you on the dance floor.

When you realize that a solid body is actually up against yours now, your eyes open to find Kaleb taking you into his arms. You gasp as his chest presses flush against yours and his hands toy with your hips.

“No lie, I noticed you as soon as you walked in,” he breathes into your ear. “Can’t believe I managed to snag you all for myself. And now, I’m not lettin’ you get away.”

His hands move over your lower back, but he doesn’t stop. He slowly moves his hand lower and lower until he is dangerously close to either touching your ass or your tail. Your ears flatten, uncomfortable with this, and you attempt to pull yourself away from Kaleb. “Hold on a minute,” you begin, but you’re stopped by a shadow suddenly looming over you from behind you.

Kaleb’s eyes flit up toward the stranger and his flirty smile falters an inch. As soon as you catch the scent of eucalyptus, you know who your savior is. “Can I cut in?” Aizawa gruffly asks, not at all sounding nice.

He doesn’t touch you but his presence makes you feel safe and your ears relax a bit.

Kaleb doesn’t step away from you or let you go. His eyes turn into sharp slits as he regards Aizawa. “I don’t know, Eraser,” he quips drunkenly. “Can you?”

Aizawa doesn’t like that. You can feel the anger radiating off of him as he steps closer to you, serving as a wall for you to fall back on if he need be. “Don’t test me, Snapshot,” he growls, a warning bubbling beneath the service of his tone. “You know what I can do to you. Wouldn’t wanna embarrass you in front of your audience.” You picture his eyes flashing red like a warning sign. 'Don’t test me, bitch,’ they say.

Assumedly, you must be right because Kaleb puts up his hands in defense and backs off. “Sorry, cutie, but I guess this sucker wants a turn,” he chuckles. “I’ll wait for you later, ‘kay?” He gives you a wink before sauntering off the dance floor, leaving you and Aizawa alone.

You slowly turn to him, getting only his chest in your face. His hard, broad chest you just want to stroke and touch. “T-Thanks,” you stutter, suddenly too nervous to look up at him. “No problem,” he replies, his voice like the smoothest jazz to your ears–pleasant and sexy. “You looked like you needed him off your back.”

Before you can say anything more, he begins to walk away from you, his hands shoved in his pockets. A new song begins to play now–an old Usher jam that begins speaking to you. ‘Don’t go,’ your body screams, physically moving towards Aizawa. You want him to stay close to you.

“Wait!” you protest before you can stop yourself. Aizawa turns, staring at you expectantly. You swallow the nervous lump in your throat, not wanting to back down when you almost have him right where you want him. “Dance with me?” you imploringly ask, peering up at him through your lashes.

Under the lights, you can’t exactly read Aizawa’s expression too well, but it looks like your request is registering. The alcohol begins to make you feel self-conscious and small. What were you thinking? You go to backpedal, to laugh it off and tell him you were just joking, but his calloused hand suddenly taking yours stops you short.

He doesn’t say anything as he takes you to the middle of the dance floor, whisking you away through the throng of moving bodies and under the flashing lights that pulse blue and purple in line to the Usher song. Aizawa raises your hand up and slowly twirls you around so your back is now facing him. You feel him behind you again, but this time, his aura is less intimidating and way more intimate. Sensual. He places his hands on your hips and begins to sway you to the music, still giving you enough space to move if you wish to.

But you don’t. You want to stay here with him, in his arms, enveloped in his body heat and scent. Your ears and tail relax as your eyes flutter closed. Completely relaxed, you melt into him and lean your head back against his shoulder, breathing him in. You begin to move your hips in his hands and wind your ass into his crotch. He doesn’t say anything nor does he move away. In fact, he only pushes up on you, not allowing any space between you.

He keeps up with you, moving with you on the floor like you’re one. You dance like that for a while before Aizawa twirls you around to face him. Though his eyes are hooded and dark, you have no time to pay any mind to them because he’s already grinding his body into yours again. Taking your arms that have seemed to have gone limp, he wraps them around his shoulders and presses his hips flush against yours. You feel dizzy from how close he is. You’re torn between pushing him away and falling into him all at the same time.

To anyone else, it’d look like you are a couple with how sensually you’re dancing. Or at least two people who want to fuck. And boy, do you want that more than anything. You know deep down if Aizawa told you he wants to take you home right now, you’d go with him because you want the same thing. It is a desire that is nearly burning you.

Finally, the song transitions to one more upbeat and the moment dies. Aizawa stops dancing with you, slowing his movements, and releasing your hips. He doesn’t release your hand though. Instead, he securely holds it as he takes you off the dance floor, moving through the sea of people until you’re finally off the floor. You deliriously giggle, hot from the dance and with need. “I didn’t know you could move like that,” you tell him, impressed.

He looks down at you then, a mischievous and teasing glint in his dark eyes. “There are a lot of things you don’t know about me,” he says in a dangerously low tone that caresses your pussy in your panties.

Your heart pounds at the underlayer of desire that plays beneath the surface of his voice. Is it the booze or could he really feel the same way right now? Either way, you decide to play right back like the naughty kitty the shots and cocktails are turning you into. “Anything you’d be willing to share?” you purr, smirking up at him. “Other than how much you like cats and Sailor Moon?”

Aizawa smirks right back and you feel yourself teetering on that edge of falling harder for him. “I suppose I could give you a pass,” he hums, “but only if you spill some more about you…other than the fact that you have a scratching post in your office.” You gasp, embarrassed that he knows one of your secrets, and he releases a laugh that makes your heart flutter. That’s fucking it. You’re falling hard for this man, and you don’t give a single fuck about the consequences anymore.

“Hey, you two!” Rumi’s shout ruins the magic between you two. You glare at her waving hand from your booth where the rest of the crew sits with a new round of drinks. “If y’all are gonna fuck, do it after we do our group toast!” she hollers, making Nemuri tug on one of her long bunny ears as punishment.

You groan to yourself, hating your friend for ruining what was only straight out of your wettest fantasy. However, Aizawa wipes away your utter disappointment when his thumb strokes your knuckles. “Come on before she embarrasses us anymore than she already has,” he grumbles.

With his hand still in yours, you walk over to your annoyingly embarrassing friends for a toast.

#shouta aizawa #shoutaaa #smutty smut #my fic shit #my works #here kitty kitty #bnha smut #black coded reader #black fanfic writer #black writers #aizawa x black!reader #shouta aizawa x black!reader

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amour-anguis · 7 months

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20 questions for fic writers

Yazzzzz thank you for the tag darling!! @sequinhaze

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

7!! a few longer WIPs and a few one shots!!

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

668,490… good LORD i didn’t realize how many words it’d be 💀

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter mainly, nowadays mostly Marauders era but i used to write Dramione as well!! I also have a Red White and Royal Blue one shot posted randomly bc duhhh 🫡 and i’m hoping to start writing AOT fic soon bc Eruri is sooooo ndbdhbshsbdh ya know?

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

oh goodness let’s see:

1. Teeth (Marauders Jurassic World AU)

2. Ladder 126 (Marauders 911/911 Lonestar AU)

3. Iron Ambrosia (Kinky Jegulus One Shot)

4. Distractions (RWRB Texting Smutty One Shot)

5. Read For Me (Regulus/Remus Smut One Shot)

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

yes yes yes!!! i try my best to respond to all of them 🫶🏻🫶🏻 sometimes with Teeth it’s hard but i absolutely loveeee engaging in the comment section!!

6. what is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

it’s not posted yet but i’m working on the most heart wrenching MCD Jegulus short fic rn (like 3 chaps)… and it’s… well… yeah it hurts real bad.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i mean all my smut ends pretty happily i’d say 🤭 HAHA but none of my full length fics are done yet, if i had to say then probably the Rosekiller centric band AU i’m working on rn

8. do you get hate on fics?

sometimes unfortunately, everyone does. but i love what i write, i enjoy writing it, and i know there are lots of people who love the fics and that’s what matters :)

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

so much. all kinds. as sweet and vanilla or as kinky as i’m feelin, i’ve written it alllll HAHAHA

10. do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

Marauders x Jurassic World for SUREEE that one is a wild ride

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

no thank GOD

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

yep yep yep!!! Teeth was translated into Spanish and Portuguese :)

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

well y’all know a lot of my work was written with my lovely Co-Author Riven!!!!

14. what's your all-time favorite ship?

i simply must pay some respect to the OGs and say wolfstar 🧎🏻‍♀️ jeggy, rosekiller, eruri, you came close <3

15. what's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

y’all reallyyyy don’t wanna know the answer to this 💀

(but Teeth part 1 reads like a completed fic so it’s fineeee pffff)

16. what are your writing strengths?

smut scenes, emotional breakdowns, and dialogue! oh and those single lines that just hit you right in your chest! i have a doc i wrote w just a bunch of lines like that to grab from if i need it

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

area descriptions, i always wanna just rush into the dialogue and what’s happening and i have a hard time actually describing the scene

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

totally love it unless it’s like a LOT. i can translate it easily and even if it’s not a perfect translation it’s fine bc i can usually get the gist of it, but when it’s like a ton of dialogue in a long convo i get annoyed

19. first fandom you wrote for?

Dramione my loves <3

20. favorite fic you've written?

Teeth will always be near and dear to my heart, but also the random Reg/Remus one shot is everything to me and i love them and they love fucking in libraries SO-

tagging: @solmussa @greenvlvetcouch @kaaaaaaarf @odessities @soliloquy-dawn my lovesss 🫶🏻

#amour answers #marauders #fanfiction #fanfic #wolfstar #jegulus #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #regulus black #ao3

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foliejpg · 17 days

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oh yippie more asks:D

i have a lot :3

🍓🌵🥑🥤🌻🧃🧸🪐🍬🦷❄️🌿🏜️🍦🌸🎨🧩

you dont have to answer all of them but here you gooo

oh hell yes this is gonna be so fun <3

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

i don't remember specifically how, but i know i first interacted with shipping on youtube in like 2007-08 back when you could comment on people's profiles and message other users, so i think i must have commented on some like.. pokeshipping amv and just struck up a convo before i followed some friends i made to ff.net and deviantart, and started writing on ff.net lol

🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love

so i don't use spotify, i'm an apple music girlie and i really only listen to my own playlist i made that is composed of all of my top 100 songs of the year going back to 2015 LMAO

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

@actuallyalaska she got me

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

every writer i tagged yesterday!! all of whom take part of the @bandomthememonths go read all these great fics by these awesome writers<333

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

@judasisgayriot your gifs are a godsend and i always love getting a comment from them <3

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

my name is short for guinevere lol

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

so i'm sort of picky abt my dash lol i try to stick to foblr so if you post mostly fob then i'll prob follow! i do a good scroll through to get the vibe, but if they post a lot of non fob stuff, i usually skip bc its just not for me but no hard feelings ever<3

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

well i just bought a new (refurbished) computer for the first time in a few years, so that's exciting! i've recently started making embroidery patches and that's been a lot of fun lol idk i've just been having a good time<3 i'm doing a lot of home renovation projects so i'm excited to have a brand new kitchen soon lmao

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

not a fandom character but as far as bandom goes, i don't really care for mcr and maybe that just has everything to do with that i'm really not familiar with lore/band mbrs etc., but danger days is the only mcr album i really connected with especially when i was 16-17 and its still one of my favorite albums, but i'm good on their other albums lol

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

just be kind<3 ik that's super cheesy but i think its easy to forget that other ppl have feelings too and maybe just being nice to someone will make their day. also don't ever pay full price for anything if you can avoid it. generic brands are just as good as name brands

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

i have.. no idea honestly lmao

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

listen when i figure it out, i'll let you know lol when i'm stuck i eat an edible and stare at the wall until something comes to me

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

ANY AND ALL!!!! especially when they tell me a specific part they liked - even if its just a line makes my heart go bu-bump<3

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate

genuinely i can't think of a character i hate, i really don't watch anything but like. seinfeld and its always sunny in philadelphia lmfao

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

this is my cat bear<3 she's ten years old and sleeps in a drawer in my desk while i work

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

here and here and here and this nsfw fanart from my bubbline au these are all my absolute favorites <3

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

i answered this here but its super long so<3

#ask #anon #tag game

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 3 months

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More TEXT CONVOS!! (Also I want you to know that you can disregard the drabbles ! I just hope you're doing well and taking care of yourself 💗💗) 💺 anon

🍊) My little (brat) princess

🍊: I hid a bag in our closet. If you find it, do not open it. 🍒: Well now I kinda want to look for it 🍊: Please don't. 🍒: :( 🍊: I'm serious. 🍒: What even is inside? 🍊: It's a surprise.

🍒: About to take a bath, alone 🍒: No one here to wash my hair for me 🍒: Or leave kisses on my neck and shoulder 🍒: Or run their hands down my body 🍒: HOW ARE YOU AT THE FRONT DOOR ALREADY??

🍊: My love for you is like diarrhea 🍊: I can't hold it in 🍒: Am I supposed to say something nice?

🍊: How would you feel if I shaved? 🍒: Please just tell me you didn't 🍊: Well... 🍊: Yeah I was just kidding love 🍊: WHY DID YOU TELL LEMON WE'RE GETTING DIVORCED?

🍒: How much until your cute ass gets home?? 🍊: I'll be there in less than an hour ❤️ 🍒: Prepare yourself because the moment you step in I'm gonna jump in your arms and attack your pretty face with kisses 🍒: I can't wait to cuddle and hear you complain about the mission 🍊: I'm so in love with you

🍊: [1 image attached] 🍒: Screaming, crying, shaking, shitting, pissing, banging my head againts the wall, ripping my hair out, clawing out my heart, slamming my fists on the table 🍒: You look lovely

🍒: Hello my mandarin 🍊: We're not doing this

🍒: I think Tan hates me 🍊: Excuse me? What made you believe that? 🍒: That was meant for Lem 🍊: Why would you tell him you think I hate you? 🍒: Because he's very funny and I love to gossip with him 🍊: I'm funnier than him actually. And that still doesn't answer my question 🍒: You didn't ask me to be your valentine :( 🍊: That's because we've been married for 8 years, I assumed you're already my valentine 🍒: You have to ask :( 🍊: Fine. Will you be my valentine? 🍒: Yes :) [Tan reacted with ❤️]

[Unknown number]: Hello my beautiful wife. I am curently writing this message to apologize and ask for your forgiveness. Please unblock me. Yours, Tangerine. 🍒: ENOUGH

🍋) Silly goofy guy

🍋: How's my favorite person in the world doing? 🍒: What did you do? 🍋: Jumping to conclusions I see 🍒: Lemon what did you do? 🍋: Promise you won't get mad 😆 🍒: I promise 😊😊😊🔪😊😊 🍋: I broke your heels 🍒: ... 🍒: Well did you at least take some photos?? 🍋: You know it 🤪 🍋: [5 images attached]

🍋: Should we play minecraft? I wanna finish our train 🍒: Tan said he doesn't want to :( 🍋: Tell him to mind his business

🍋: I was drinking bubble tea and choked on the balls so I spilled the drink everywhere 🍋: Now Tan won't even look at me

🍋: I've been looking for my gun for 2 hours only to realize I don't have it anymore 🤣🤣🤣🤣💃🥳😆😼😼

🍒: He's my little anal ☺️ 🍒: ANGEL 🍒: ANGEL I MEANT ANGEL 🍋: THE WAY I SCREAMED 🍒: DON'T SHOW THIS TO HIM 🍋: HE'S LOOKING AT ME NOOO 😭😭

🍊🍋🍒) The fruit bowl

🍒: Do you ever just 🍋: Yeah, but 🍋: Yk? 🍒: Damn man I sure do 🍊: Is this why you two created this group chat? 🍋: Actually it's so you can like and subscribe 🤯👽❓ 🍒: But first, a word from our sponsor!! 🍊: I'm so done with you both

🍋: Should I dye my hair? 🍊: Absolutely fucking not 🍒: Pookie no it won't look as good as it does now!! 🍋: Love you guys 🫶 🍋: I already bought the hair dye 🍊: WHY DID YOU EVEN ASK? 🍋: I'm in a silly goofy mood 🍋: So green or blue? 🍊: I will smash your head through a window 🍒: LEM LISTEN TO US!! 🍋: Yo I kinda look like the joker

🍒: [2 images attached, it's photos of Tan and Cherry hugging] 🍒: These look so good! 🍒: Lem best wingman AND photographer 🍋: Fucking finally. It was getting annoying 🍊: Would you stop it already? 🍒: Yeah, it wasn't THAT bad 🍋: [1 image attached, text convo of Tan talking about Cherry to Lem] 🍊: DELTE THST RIGHT FUCKING NOW 🍒: 🤣 🍋: Oh I know you're not laughing Cherry 🍋: [1 image attached, text convo of Cherry gushing about Tan to Lem] 🍒: THAT'S MESSED UP

+ bonus 🍊: Made her laugh today and I can't get it out of my head 🍊: It's driving me nuts 🍊: I must've looked fucking stupid the way I just stared at her 🍋: Talking about her again? 🍊: Who else do I ever talk about you nob 🍋: So did you ask her out? 🍊: What do you think? 🍋: I'm thinking no because you're a pussy 🍊: Fuck off

🍒: Ok so I was talking to him earlier today and he just put his hand on my shoulder and got really close to my face but I feel like he was mostly looking at my lips. Maybe it was just my imagination 🍒: Anyway, does he do this to everyone? 🍋: Girl

hii angel!!! I really do want to be able to write them for you, I’ll keep them in my inbox and will def try to do one of them, but if not, keep them noted down and I’ll get around to them eventually 💓💓

THESE ARE SO FUN!!!?? loved them all, especially..

^ why would he tell us if he doesn’t want us snooping??????

^ lem would be the mediator, trying to rationalise tan not to shave (even if he was messing) he doesn’t want to see his bro with a baby face

^ ALL OF THAT😭😭 and then, you look lovely. I HAVE A PICTURE IN MY HEAD AND I NEED TO ADD IT bc it works well and obviously bc it’s hot 😩😩😩😩😩😩

^ tan would be acting like he doesn’t know lem😭

^😭😭😭😭😭 we just have random half conversations (but we each no exactly what the other is thinking) and it just annoys tan sm. “what did you think about that thing?” “that was so crazy. what did you think about that other thing? not that thing but another thing?” “holy shit man, but did you see?” “RIGHT? and then?” “omg😭”

^ lem got the receipts 😭😭😭😭

^😭😭😭😭 “bc you’re a pussy” and “girl” lmao

#ask #💺#tangerine headcanon

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hey char! out of curiosity, how did you and angel get together? and whats one of your favorite things about her? :)

We met right here on Tumblr through this interaction :D

She followed me and I hadn’t followed back at the time (I really rarely check new followers) but after she sent this ask and I answered it I followed her back. After that we started interacting with each other in the comments of our posts and stuff, then we got each other on different social media, and after a couple of months she reached out on Instagram to tell me that she actually lived close by and inviting me to come hang out with her. We hit it off immediately and spent like hours and hours and hours talking, we kept driving from place to place around the city finding more things to do, we went to a record store, a little alternative store, we got food, we got coffee, and from there we started talking to either through text or on the phone literally every day. We’d spend HOURS on the phone together back then, like sometimes 8-9+ hours, just sitting there talking.

Like I love this screenshot, of us awake at 5:40 AM on the phone for 8 hours talking about Paul Barker 😭

We also would meet up pretty frequently in person too of course. Like one time that she stayed over the night before Record Store Day and instead of sleeping we stayed up the literal entire night into the next day talking about Nivek Ogre and Al Jourgensen. And then we moved in together before we were a couple about six months later. We were both looking to move anyway so the timing just worked out and we could kinda “test run” things since I was in a dorm room at the time that was much larger than it needed to be because my school didn’t know how to provide gender inclusive housing for transitioning individuals LMAO. We cohabitated really well and living together only made us grow closer. FWIW I was attracted to her right away, I remember the first moment I fully processed what she looked like was when she first messaged me asking if I wanted to hang out and I looked through her selfies so I’d be able to recognize her when we met and could not believe she really looked like that. I was like lol no way is this person this hot and asking to hangout 😳

Anyway. A little while after moving in together I think there was a lot of tension forming between us because she was (spoilers) attracted to me as well. So we started hooking up before we actually started calling ourselves a couple. The funny thing is neither of us really remember the exact moment we started formally considering ourselves a couple. We never had a big “what are we” convo where we put a solid label to things. We had a few conversations about how we hardly knew how to describe our dynamic because girlfriend / boyfriend felt almost juvenile for the level we were at, already living together and sharing finances and then also hooking up, but we started actually verbalizing stuff we were doing as dates, we’d been saying I love you etc for ages already, we started sharing a bed every night, and at some point us being in a relationship was just our reality. 🤷‍♂️

I love her so much. I feel like the luckiest man in the whole world getting to be with her and spend my life with her. Genuinely cannot believe she is so cool, smart and articulate, stylish, thoughtful, funny, with such good taste in music and everything else, and that she is my baby. It’s still so surreal. As for a FAVORITE thing, it’s so hard to pick just one obviously lol, but I think one of the things I appreciate about her more than anything and that I never ever want to take for granted is the way she’s always striving to learn and grow and form a fully consistent and logical and articulate worldview and ethical / philosophical system, like she’s always thinking about new things, reading new works, investigating the world around her, engaging with complicated subject matter, sharing her insights with me, trying to genuinely form a cohesive system for how to make the world a better place, and that’s inspired and driven me so much to do the same. She’s genuinely one of the smartest people you will ever talk to. I never get bored of our conversations and I learn so much from her all the time.

#thank you for asking btw 🥺🖤

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wackymaci · 6 months

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well. okay. secret blog officially expanding to include canon convo snippets?!!! (no rebwoggy pwease) I guess I’ll backtrack slightly thru my twitter gently and timidly when the mood strikes bc . aaahh. and to start with a classic™ since this was just a topic of discussion—

—WEEEEELLLL okay wait backtracking FURTHER to mention, did we all see the literal essay novel I wrote a few weeks ago narrating the step by step story of how Thanatos fucking ✨exploded✨ after he’d escaped Tartarus? this is relevant. About how (like most things) the escape was accidentally Loki’s fault bc he’d been secretly talking to Thanatos the whole time without anyone knowing??? well first of all you should read that essay???

so after I posted that, on twt I had scrounged up three short clips from probably one of my all time favorite scenes - yknow, the one where everyone FOUND OUT WHAT LOKI HAD DONE during the above series of events, and so behind the cut crossposted from Twitter please behold- And also if this is your first raw text Canon Convo you’ve ever seen. yes the *ENTIRE ELYSIUMVERSE* LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE THIS— SURPRIIIISE—

these are cut pieces and arent completely seamless but it’s scenes from the same thread, obviously. E!L, love of my life. Everyone wants to kill you all the time with good reason

teehee! + another absolute gem same convo later on

this is a convo that cycles in my head so frequently that I simply must draw it one day and. and yet. classic tho! STRANGLES HIM it’s fine he made up for this in the end :’)))

#canon convos #HEY! A NEW TAG APPEARS!

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theoculus124 · 11 months

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I'm bored- No one asked but I'mma answer a bunch of questions from an ask game

0: Height - I think I'm 5ft 4

1: Age - 16

2: Shoe size - size 5, but mainly depends on the shoe brand

3: Do you smoke? - nope

4: Do you drink? - nope

5: Do you take drugs? - nope

6: Age you get mistaken for - 17/18

7: Have tattoos? - nope

8: Want any tattoos? - YESS, I have a whole pinterest board of tattoo ideas

9: Got any piercings? - Used to but now I don't

10: Want any piercings? - Kinda, but at the same time I'm terrified cause I have a stupidly low pain tolerance

11: Best friend? - I have many :) Honestly we could interact once on tumblr and I would consider u my bsf lol

12: Relationship status - single

13: Biggest turn ons - Idk if this means like relationship, or sexual way? But I'mma just take it as relationship way and say honestly being nice and I'll be happy forever

14: Biggest turn offs - being mean for no reason :/, or telling me to stop being sensitive or making fun of my weight, or making fun of my neurodivergent habits etc

15: Favorite movie - don't really have 1 movie that's my fave I love the greatest showman, I love the MHA movies, Ready Player One, Last Avatar, Marvel movies, Disney movies (Also I just saw there's a Bo Burnham movie so that'll probably be in the list once I watch it)

16: I’ll love you if… you're nice :)

17: Someone you miss - I moved house some years ago but I have some close friends where I grew up so I'll probably see them during the summer

18: Most traumatic experience - I have no clue, I also don't know if anything I've gone through counts as drama or if I'm being dramatic and catastrophising the situation. I'd say probably catholic camp that was awful

19: A fact about your personality - I'm unfiltered so idc what the topic of convo is about u can talk to me about anything and I won't judge you ever <3

20: What I hate most about myself - Being so sensitive. Ik I can't help it but still it still sucks so much, mixed with my constant need for hugs/physical affection is like the worst combo lmfao

21: What I love most about myself - I will be a massive simp for u platonically or romantically <3

22: What I want to be when I get older - I'll probably be an engineer, but I also want to be a therapist part time

23: My relationship with my sibling(s) - isn't horrendous but we don't talk much :/

24: My relationship with my parent(s) - it's been alr rn but it's very up and down, some things they say is really hurtful and it's hard to decide upon me being the overly sensitive one or not

25: My idea of a perfect date - Hugs and food and a gay show, and then staying up until late hours of the night just talking about ourselves etc

26: My biggest pet peeves - people who get mad at u for crying at how they've treated by saying "just chill" "you're overreacting" I hate it so much

27: A description of the girl/boy I like - Wilhem from Young royals. Not a desc but still I don't think I need to expand on that lol

28: A description of the person I dislike the most - bigots, terfs, racists -- those kinds of people

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend - I don't remember the last time I've lied to a friend

30: What I hate the most about work/school - overwhelming pressure and work

31: What my last text message says - I love you

32: What words upset me the most - hearing the word fat triggers me, I understand it's used as a descriptor and that it's being reclaimed as something neutral not negative but because growing up I got called fat in a negative way I only have negative connotations with it therefore I just get so upset when people say that even if they don't mean it in a bad way (Idk if that makes sense but yh)

33: What words make me feel the best about myself - I love u, beautiful

34: What I find attractive in women - physically Idc at all, like I don't have a type of person I'll be into Idc what ur hair colour, body type, face structure/feature are I'll be into you if you have a great personality

35: What I find attractive in men - physically Idc at all, like I don't have a type of person I'll be into Idc what ur hair colour, body type, face structure/feature are I'll be into you if you have a great personality

36: Where I would like to live - probably in a city, but also I don't want anywhere too loud

37: One of my insecurities - My body image

38: My childhood career choice - I don't remember I think artist

39: My favorite ice cream flavor - anything chocolate <3

40: Who I wish I could be - Nick Nelson or Torii from heartstopper

41: Where I want to be right now - I'd love to see my friends and I'd also love to meet up with tumblr mutuals

42: The last thing I ate - coffee? If that doesn't count ice cream

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately - I have no clue so many people are attractive

44: A random fact about anything - Boston marriages used to be a thing where two wealthy women would get married so they wouldn't have to share their finances with men :) Got shut down when people realised lesbians exist

There ya go I answered all the questions unprompted :)

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dumb-doll-lips · 1 year

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Tiny venting

Ugh, so the two people who I maybe had plans w this weekend never followed back up to finalize and like I’m not going to be a girl that does that. There’s a lot guys, I’d rather find the ones who take that initiative. But it’s made it so hard to like schedule anything. I feel like I just keep believing people will do as they say, so like I keep time available to see them. And then if someone else reaches out I’m like sorry I’m busy then and suggest something else, and I think it being further out makes it feel less likely to happen.

Do other people have this issue? I keep feeling like I’m naïve for believing people as much as I do. I’m just sick of like holding time to see someone and or making other plans to have those first plans fall apart cause then it’s like a scramble to have weekend plans.

Will I get better at this part w more time? Like this is my first time ever being on a dating app. I hope i get to be a better judge of it. Like I know I said I’m not going to follow up on plans, meaning I don’t want to like double text and ask about it. These convos always fade out when I’m the last person to message.

Ugh. I needed to vent some. This has been just like so my least favorite part of like meeting people. I don’t have a good option for fall back plans, so it ends up boring.

#like I could have been saying yes to other people or following up w guys I’ve been seeing #and now it’s just later notice and I’m grumpy #dating #personal #slutting

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In Memory, Katarinahime. Part 6.

I've collected our conversations. Why couldn't I remember them? Let me in.

2019.8.12 on "White Lilies" Chapter 3:

Kat - "Your 'please don’t kill me if you don’t like it' killed me! I feel the same way. You work so hard on something and then people are so flippant about it. 😭😭 But it was so good. You have such a good way of weaving around real feelings and situations. I love it!"

Me - "yeah, posting a new chapter is like standing in front of a dark tunnel, like you don't know what might come out of it. It could kill you. Or something... :( haha to me you are an absolute master at real feelings and situations! Thank you for the encouragement >< it means a lot coming from you!"

Katarina had never commented on my fics before. I knew that she doesn't really comment. She hardly replies to comments on her own fics unless there's a question.

This is the most memorable for me. I never forgot this. I never forgot how she understood the stress I expressed in the author notes and how she went out of her comfort zone to tell me that she relates.

2019.10.29 on "White Lilies" Chapter 4:

Kat - "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! They’re finally going to talk! And Naruto understands his own feelings! Omg this is so amazing!"

Me - "haha that scream is my reaction to any of your stories x))) thank you for the support <33333"

This was the second and last time she commented on one of my fics. I wondered if she had ever read any of my other fics. I only found out, after she passed, that "Nightdreams" was in her top five. I didn't know that. I wonder if she knows that I have been modeling my text structure off of her stories since Nightdreams.

2020.1.20 on Discord

"It's so funny, I never think of myself as writing angst and then people bring it up and I'm like... holy shit I wrote a lot of angst"

-"@ katarinahime I think of you as THE naruhina angst writer actually. If anyone asked, I would just point them to your profile"

"🙈🙈🙈 OMG lol. LMAO @ DAYS8 you're one to talk your white lilies used to be killer before your last update. My heart"

hmm I can't type the rest of the convo. I think I'll cry. But I pointed out to her why CSE is worse in terms of angst. She accepts that, and that she knew the ending would be happy, so she forgets how readers must feel.

That was our first convo within the same space, at the same time. I'm glad I could express a fraction of my admiration.

2020.2.18 on Discord

-"HOW WAS YOUR DAY IN HAWAII NEI?"

"Omg it was amazing"

-"yayy!!!!!! what did you do?"

"I went to the wedding rehearsal at the place they filmed lost and then went to bellows Air Force base beach and then I went to dinner and ice cream with friends. I love being here 💖💖"

-"Bellows is my favorite beach on the east side!!! And Kualoa Ranch is so beautiful! My husband's cousin got married there! I'm so glad you had a good day!"

"Yeah bellows looked like a movie set tbh. So beautiful"

I could've met her maybe. Had I tried. Also, I learned she loved coffee. Was addicted to coffee. She wanted to have Kona coffee here. I forgot to ask if she did.

2020.5.28 on Discord

"I wish my hair could be that long 😭"

-"why does your hair stop growing?? that..what????"

"Idk!! I wish I knew"

That was the day I learned her hair doesn't grow much past her shoulders. Apparently hair can genetically reach the end of its growth cycle. Like trees or flowers.

"I think because of the nature of our relationships with other members of fandoms and writers it's a bit harder to process it. Because there are genuine emotions and love and missing of a person, but since there was never a real-life presence the absence is harder to identify. For me it's almost like I'm expecting to see an update or a post after a long silence. It's a challenge to wrap my head around 'gone'." - @szajnie

"I'd possibly shifted backwards into denial, but not a shock kind. Like, she's still here, even if I can't talk to her."

"I've reread quite a few of her chapters and posts, and of course, our convos and comments, and just... it's so hard to reconcile. Her writing has so much of her voice in it, and when someone said that she'll live on in her art, they weren't kidding. She sounds so alive."

"Yeah, I wonder if that's why I'm at where I'm at. Like, there's still something of her we can access at any point. But I guess, the tragic rationale too is... It's all a time capsule. I just feel like she IS here."

"This is honestly the feeling I've been struggling with all week, here I am again, like this need to unleash all of this confusion and struggle I'm having with her passing. I guess I've really been trying to grasp at some kind of clarity."

"Katarina, I swear that I’ll never forget you, and I’m positive that I’m not the only one. As long as we live, you’ll live as well." - @angi1993

I'm still here.

They say earthquakes in Alaska are the closest tsunami danger for Hawaii.

Interesting.

I look out across an ocean of distance

And I wish you were here.

I wish you were there.

I wish I were waiting for you, waiting as I did before, for you to come collect the pieces of me, the pieces of you, waiting for you to give the pieces of you to me.

One day, I'll see you, I'll recognize you, and you'll recognize me.

The pieces we've traded will be perfect.

But I'll be shy. Or maybe I'll cry.

My memory is poor, I'm sorry. I didn't meet you then, I'm sorry. I didn't reach out enough, I'm sorry.

I just wish I had done a little more, it's okay for me to feel like this, there's nothing else to it.

Are you really still alive in us? Are you really still alive here?

I'm talking to text,

I wonder if I'm comforted.

#katarinahime #rest in love

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