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b2cute · 2 days

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Seven Years

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, pet names

a/n’s : hey guys! i know i’ve been inactive on here with writing i was just finding motivation and also had a lot of stuff happen in the past couple months. this is a short blurb but i hope you enjoy!

reminders: REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!

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A gentle summer breeze ruffled the pages of Y/n’s book as she sat on the park bench, her head resting on Chris’s shoulder. They had known each other since high school, their friendship only growing into a relationship over the years. Chris absentmindedly traced patterns on her arm with his thumb, his heart swelling with affection every time she scrunched her nose at a page. The world around them seemed to blur, their shared moments creating a little bubble of happiness. In that serene corner of the park, surrounded by the scent of blooming flowers and the sound of birds singing, they felt perfectly content, wrapped up in each other's warmth.

“Chris?” Y/n’s head chirped up from the brunette’s shoulder. She closed her book and placed it to the side. The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the park, "where do you see us in seven years?"

Chris looked down at the girl, eyes glistening as he grinned. "Seven years, huh? I imagine us still making YouTube content, but maybe on a bigger scale. We could have our studio by then, with you as our director, making sure everything runs smoothly."

Y/n couldn’t help but let out a laugh, her eyes twinkling. "So, I'll be your helper forever, huh?” "Not just a helper, ma," Chris said, shaking his head as he pulled Y/n around his arm. "You'll be the brains behind it all. The one who keeps us organized and makes sure our bickering doesn’t get in the way. Y’know I need you baby.”

Y/n blushed, feeling blood rush to her cheeks. "That sounds like a plan. And what about us, outside of YouTube?" the girl questioned, her head looking up at her boyfriend. Chris’s eyes softened, his voice tender. “I see us traveling the world together, capturing our adventures and sharing them with everyone… maybe we could even have an album book with endless pictures of us exploring new places and trying new things.”

Y/n’a heart swelled with excitement. "That sounds amazing. And what about... you know, us personally?"

Chris smiled, leaning in closer. "I see us growing together, maybe even talking about starting a family someday. Having twins we can dress up in cute clothes. Taking them out on dates to Disneyland. But no matter what, we'll always be a team."

Y/n’s eyes sparkled with tears of happiness. "I love that idea. As long as we're together, I don't care where we are." she said, returning her head on the boy’s shoulder. Chris leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead, his voice a soft whisper. "Me neither, ma, as long as it's with you.”

They sat there, wrapped in each other's embrace, dreaming of the beautiful days to come, their hearts intertwined in a perfect blend of love and ambition.

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mayajadewrites · 2 days

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could've been you: aizawa x fem!reader x hawks

summary: You're the new teacher at UA with a rocky past with one of their beloved teachers, Shouta Aizawa aka Eraserhead. You'd rather never see him again but alas, such is life. You also meet Keigo, aka Hawks, who is the opposite of Aizawa. Smiley, golden retriever energy. Nothing could go wrong... right? relationships: aizawa x fem!reader, hawks x fem!reader warnings: some chapters will be NSFW, they will have a warning on them in bold. not many descriptions of reader, other than she's midsize.

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CHAPTER SEVEN

this is a super smutty chapter and i'm not sorry

Your fingers grazed the petals of the roses that Keigo got you. You placed the vase in the middle of your dining table and they were undoubtably the center of attention.

Keigo is a rose. Stunning, adored by most people, and gives whoever receives them an immense sense of adornment.

Shouta is an Azalea. Specifically purple Azaleas. They need more shade in order to flourish, but they are absolute stunning once in full bloom. Azaleas also never receive a quarter of the love and recognition that roses do.

You pour yourself a glass of white wine after your first day as a teacher at UA. You're now in a cream colored lounge set consisting of pants that hug your curves and a tank to.

As you swirl your glass you glance at your phone. You're not sure why you're hoping to see Aizawa's name - he doesn't have your number and you refused to give it to him.

Keigo's name flashed on the screen. You slid the arrow to the right to answer the FaceTime call.

"Hi." You smile as you answer the phone. Keigo is in the air, you can tell by his dark red wings moving through the air.

"Tell me all about your first day!" He smiled into his phone. His yellow goggles moved with his cheeks.

"You're too cute. Well, it was good! Then I got a gorgeous bouquet of flowers from a man that just so happens to fly."

"He sounds like a keeper." Keigo flashed his teeth. Your heart rate increased when he said that. You didn't know if you wanted him to be your boyfriend. You didn't know if you wanted a boyfriend period.

Did you want to have this conversation now?

No.

So you don't.

"How's patrol going?" You changed the subject. Keigo's lips slightly lowered as his smile faded. Not too much, but noticable enough.

"It's going pretty well. League of Villains seem to be in hiding. Which worries me."

"Well at least it's quiet for now." You sigh thinking about Shigaraki. How much pain he was feeling, that in turn you had to feel but only temporarily.

"Please get home safe, Kei." You pressed your chin into your palm as you leaned on the counter. Keigo smiled at the screen - his honey coated eyes shining under the moonlight.

"I miss you." Keigo said softly.

"I miss you too. Come over on Friday and you can sleepover since it's not a school night." This makes Keigo smile form ear to ear.

"It's a date." He takes flight and you notice the screen moving slightly.

"Keigo please hang up if you're gonna fly while on FaceTime, I feel like I'm gonna be sick." You giggle.

"Sorry, I fly when I get excited." He stops moving, presumably leanding on the ground. "Have a good night baby bird."

"You too Kei. Be safe, please." You press the red button on your screen to hang up, leaving your phone on the counter.

One glass of wine turns into two. Two turns into three.

Three turns into knocking on Shouta's door.

Your body felt fuzzy. You could control your actions (mostly) but you felt more... free.

So why wouldn't you knock on Shouta's door at 11 PM?

You pressed your knuckles to the door and knocked semi-quietly.

"Eraserrrrrr." You sing as you plant your hands on your hips.

You hear footsteps and then suddenly the door is open.

Shouta is standing in front of you wearing a black t-shirt, sweatpants and slippers.

"Why are you knocking on my door at 11 PM? No boyfriend tonight?"

"I don't have a boyfriend silly." You look past his shoulder into his room. "I've never seen your room so I wanted to see it!"

"At 11 o'clock at night?"

"Yes. Why do you keep mentioning the time?"

Aizawa stared at you for a few moments, analyzing your face. "You're drunk?"

"I've had 1... 2... 3 glasses of wine!" You held up three fingers in front of his face.

Aizawa grabbed the hand you were holding up and pulled you into his room.

It's spotless, but very dark. He has one light in the corner that's on next to a comfy looking chair and a book. His kitchen is the same as yours, just decorated different.

"You're so clean." You press a finger to his counter.

"Did you think I would be dirty?"

You shook your head and plopped on his couch. "No. I don't know what I was expecting." You shrug your shoulders. Shouta sat next to you and placed a glass of water on his coffee table.

Your eyes wandered to his chest, his muscles filling out his shirt perfectly. His biceps peeked out of the sleeves, something you didn't know turned you on.

But the wetness in between your legs would say different.

His hair was in the low ponytail that it was this morning that made you cross your legs. You must've looked like you were squirming.

"Are you okay?" Aizawa leaned back on the couch and extended his arm behind you. You bit your bottom lip at his movements, unable to hold it in any longer.

"I want you to touch me." You blurt out. Aizawa stared at you through his lidded eyes.

After a few silent moments, he spoke.

"Show me where." He moved his body closer to you, your hips touching. You grab his large, heavy hand and bring it to your body.

"Here." You pressed his index and middle finger to your lips. "Here." You moved his hand to your chest, goosebumps growing along the skin of your tits. "Here." You slowly brought his hand to your aching, wet core. His fingers grazed your clothed heat gently, causing a moan to escape your lips.

"I haven't even truly touched you and I have you moaning already. How long have you been thinking about this?" Shouta's body covered yours as he brought the hand that you were using to show him where you wanted to be touched, to your cheek. His other arm is still laying behind you on the couch.

"I've thought about it a lot."

Why were you admitting this.

You could smell the mint of his toothpaste as he leaned in to rub his nose on yours, something you take note of. He did this before. He loves to kiss with his nose first. It's cute.

"Have you thought about it?" You tilt your head to the side and wrap your arms around his neck, letting your fingers drag through his hair.

"Only every day. Hourly, probably." He whispered and kissed your lips slowly. You take no time to deepen the kiss, opening your mouth to let his tongue in.

You're needy and he knows it. You felt his lips form into a smirk as he slid his tongue into your mouth, one hand in your hair, the other gripping your hip tightly.

You drag one of your hands down his chest to his lap where you feel his erection pressing against his sweatpants. You smile into the kiss with satisfaction, knowing you caused Shouta Aizawa to get hard.

"You're not touching that tonight." He whispers and moves your hand to his chest as he brings his mouth to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses and bites. In your drunk state, you're not thinking about the bruises he will leave behind.

"Why nottttttt." You whine as he bites down on your skin, rougher this time.

"I want you to be sober when you see it. So you remember." His words are hot against your skin as his large hand grazes your clothed core. You whimper with need, knowing your panties are soaked at this point just from kissing him.

"I need something, Shouta." You throw your head back when you feel his tongue drag along your neck to your chest, leaving bites along the front of both of your tits. He looked up at you for approval to take your shirt off, to which you nodded.

Your touches are turning desperate. You're about to come and he has barely touched you. You feverishly pulled him into you, dragging your fingernails along his back.

Aizawa pulled your shirt down, your tits bouncing out of them. He needs two hands for these, maybe three, but he's not complaining.

He left hot kisses along your right breast before he took your sensitive nub in his mouth, sucking and biting as he kneaded your other breast. Your cheeks were red from arousal as he kissed down your soft stomach to the top of your pants. He kissed your cloth core with a smirk on his face.

"You are such an ass." You squirm as he moves to his knees on the floor. Your thick thighs encase his head as he uses one hand to spread your legs apart, pulling your pants down to your ankles.

Aizawa sees your black laced panties and runs his fingers over the fabric. "These are pretty. Too bad they're about to be ruined." He pulled the side of your panties and watched them break with ease.

The sound of your panties breaking sobered you up just a little.

"Hey! These were my favorites." You whined as you looked down at him. He looked like an angel between your legs, his tired eyes gazing up at you as he planted one of his hands on your thigh.

"I'll buy you more." He mumbled as his nose grazed your entrance. You moaned quietly as you felt his tongue slide past your folds. His other hand kneaded your breast with his calloused fingertips.

Aizawa dragged his tongue down your slit, letting all of your juices fill his tastebuds. You place your hand on top of his head as he devours you.

This man is starved.

He turns his attention to your clit, wrapping his lips around the sensitive nub. Your breath hitches as his lips attach to your clit, while he inserts two of his long, thick digits into your aching pussy.

"Shouta," You moan as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you.

"You taste so good, baby." He mumbles as he laps up your juices. You watch his lidded eyes find yours as he continues to destroy your pussy with his tongue. His stubble tickled your thighs as he buried himself into you using his tongue.

You feel the knot in your stomach about to break as you buck your hips into his face. "Shouta, fuck, I'm about to come."

"Not yet." His words vibrate against your body.

"The fuck you mean not yet? I can't control-" His thrusts his fingers into you, curling them once they're burried in your pussy. "Aizawa, please." You whine.

He ignored you, his mouth sucking on your clit and his fingers pumping in and out of you. "I know you can do it, Princess. Don't come until I say so."

You felt the knot in your stomach grow tighter as you heard the squelches of his tongue against your clit. Your hand gripped his raven hair, pulling it gently as pleasure ripped through your body. You bit down on your bottom lip, hoping it was enough to stop you from coming.

"See you are a good listener." He smirked against your pussy. "Tell me what you want, baby."

"I want to come. Shouta, I want to come." You moaned as your toes curled. You were so close. "Please."

"Go." Was all Aizawa said before you had the most mind blowing, body changing, rippling orgasm. The knot in your stomach finally broke. You were seeing every color in the rainbow. This was euphoria.

Aizawa lapped up your juices as your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave. He sucked on your sensitive, overstimulated clit, sure to drink up all you had.

His hands gripped your thick, plush thighs as you he took his last slurp of your sex. His nails dug into your skin when he finally removed himself from your pussy, his face lathered in your arousal.

He wasted no time bringing his lips to yours.

"Taste yourself." He mumbled against your mouth as he slid his tongue inside of yours. "I could live between your legs and never get hungry."

Your mouth was greedy with his kisses, drunk off of not only wine but also his mouth.

Reluctantly, Aizawa pulls away from you slowly. His cheeks are a shade of red that matches his bloodshot eyes. You whimper at the loss of his touch, knowing that this was ending.

"Goodnight Princess." He kissed your forehead gently before standing up. You sat on his couch for a moment, your pussy devoured to the bone, your body bruised from love bites, and your mind was a mess.

"Night." You pull your top and pants up, and you leave.

Without another word.

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purplebehittindifferent · 2 months

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azullumi · 5 months

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GIMME THOSE KAVEH CRUMBS IM EATING THEM NOMNOMNOM

#suddenly the sky is clearing up #the birds are singing #the flowers are blooming #thank you hoyofaif 🙏🙏🙏#HE SO FINEEEE #azul.thoughts

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silenthill2ps2 · 2 months

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it's so beautiful out today for the first time in years it actually feels like spring :')

#al post #birds are singing flowers are blooming as sans would put it

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quinklequonkle · 2 months

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I step outside

ONCE.

My nose and throat are immediately bombarded with pollen

And my cats are super loving today

Coats COVERED in POLLEN

I'm suffering EEUUGHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#it's a beautiful day outside #birds are singing #flowers are blooming #on days like these #people like me #are suffering from itchy everything

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foralleternityidiot · 1 year

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that roar y’all heard? that’s just all us jikookers waking up from our winter slumber.

#jikook #the sky is blue #the birds are singing #the flowers are in bloom #spring has sprung and it’s jikook season once more

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children-of-the-sun-au · 4 months

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Rin:hm…*looks for wukong around the mountain.*

*It’s a beautiful day outside*

#lego monkie kid #lmk au #lmk #birds are singing #flowers are blooming

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stregoni-benefici · 1 year

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Do all twilight people hate spring/summer is like a condition we all acquired? Or is it just me?

#seriously like stop being happy about the sun coming out #I want fog rain and clouds #no one cares about blooming flowers and singing birds #twilight #twilight atmosphere #spring

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astral-catastrophe · 9 months

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I have Sans before the fight dialogue stuck in my head

#It’s a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing. Flowers are blooming. And on days like these. Kids like you. Should be burning in hell :3

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angelxxreaper · 1 year

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its almost peaceful out here 😊

#Her Angel [IC Post]#The Feeling I Want To Put Into Words [Pink]#birds are singing... flowers are blooming...

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southxrncharm · 2 years

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good afternooon

my family’s toxic trait is thinking we know more about diy than ppl who...u know... know about diy. so we don’t google anything and we certainly never call anyone. and then we have the audacity to act shocked when ?? things break. ie me @ myself when my glass terrarium held up from the ceiling by string and sheer faith smashed on my floor this morning

or equally iconic that time my brother and i set up my ikea desk without instructions bc we thought they’d just complicate it so now my desk is three stacked pieces held together by a particularly hefty houseplant and a single piece of blue tack

#the birds are singing. the flowers are blooming. and boris johnson just resigned. what a good day #im hoping to finish up work a bit early today so it would be nice if thats not wishful thinking n i end up with some time to write !!#;jammiechats

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jessielefey · 1 month

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if i'm gonna die / i wish that i would just die

I have a goose egg on my temple, from when I blacked out and collapsed on the way to the bathroom last night. The second time I collapsed.

(((I don't even really know what I hit, but I remember hitting it.)))

The first time, I borked up my knee.

((My shoulder's bruised too, but I don't remember how that happened at all. Maybe when botked my knee?)))

I mostly made it before I made a mess to anything (but me obvs) but now my squat is unstable and that's like the second most important posture in my life, so that's probably gonna cascade fail later.

In case anyone was wondering how I'm doing which is both "bad" and "nothing I can take to the doctor". You'd think "blacking out twice on the way to the bathroom" would be an actionable symptom but it's not, I've tried.

I'm getting worse and I don't know *why* or from what or what to do but just... keep waiting until I get better like I always do or finally get to die, and I'm so. I'm so tired of this. I'm not even suicidal anymore I just want it to be over because haunting my own life like a ghost is just objectively hurting everyone.

(((I missed L's birthday. I wasn't even surprised. She probably wasn't either.)))

I am so bored of having nothing to talk about that's not bitching, but saying nothing leaves everyone with no context and it just looks like I'm ignoring you/them.

I'm not. I just literally don't even have words half the time, even if I wanted to speak which I don't.

(((I just want it to be over, either way, I give up, I don't care anymore.)))

Hope or optimism has never felt so much like a psychotic delusion designed to keep me placid; I remember last week feeling really content that I could do the things I needed done. I just had a good feeling.

None of them were. Just enough to not get in trouble when the landlords came in *again*. Can't trust my good feelings, only the premonitions of doom but without the power to do anything about it.

(((Just lie down and go back to sleep. Put on another video. Read a fic if your eyes can focus. Stare at the wall if they can't.)))

I feel like I'm being tortured, except that would at least have some meaning, but I'm broke from it anyway. Tag this shit #mind break

(((Just washed the sheets and they're already filthy again.)))

And the doctors would tell me there's nothing wrong. There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, I'm just dying like a gothic horror female protagonist. Dying of wasting, dying of a frail constitution, dying of hysteria maybe. (At least consumption would be Something Real.)

Just let me finish one thing. Just one. Any one. I'm so close. I've been working so hard with the negative spoons I have, and more things fall apart, but I'm still so close. Just one, *please*.

(((It was such a waste to save me, should've let me die when I was still a person.)))

#it's a beautiful day. birds are singing; flowers are blooming

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