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TLDR: first-time weed users should either vape or take an edible that contains single digits (under 10mg) of THC.
I put this in the tags of another post but this might save someone a Very Bad Time so,
Heya there, friendos!
Want to try the devil's lettuce for the first time, but thinking that smoking it sounds hard so you're gonna take an edible?
Well that's just keen!
But remember: the first time you take edibles, you need to check the THC content (if something is made from weed and can get you high, it contains THC), and make sure it is in SINGLE DIGITS per serving of edible.
Did you hear me?? Single. Digits. Under 10. The numbers 1 through 9.
I mean it. If you're looking at packaging like, "hmmmm - is 20mg or 70mg a lot?" YOU ARE ALREADY WRONG BECAUSE THAT IS ONE MORE DIGIT THAN YOU NEED, MY FRIEND. If you remember nothing else from this, just remember single digits.
(Also if you don't have a weed tolerance - which takes weeks of regular use to build up and just means you need to pay more money to get high so it is NOT an aspirational thing - 20mg will fuck you up in a bad dizzy not-fun scary way. And 70mg will ruin your week and probably weed as a whole forever and also possibly be so upsetting it becomes an actual traumatic experience. An overdose of marijuana cannot kill you and the only thing for it is to w, but it is extremely not fun.)
It is super common for people new to weed to buy like, a 100mg brownie and think those things are single serving. THEY ARE NOT SINGLE-SERVING AND THAT IS TWO DIGITS MORE THAN YOU WANT. And then they are calling 911 because they are having a weed-related panic attack. (Cameron Esposito has a great stand-up bit about a small town she visited in Arizona that ran into a problem right after weed was legalized because folks kept eating entire weed brownies and then calling the ER in a panic.)
SINGLE DIGITS.
So start with a 5mg piece and then wait like, 12 hours. Many edibles take hours to take effect, and it is SUPER common for newbies to take a second edible after waiting like an hour when the first hasn't even hit yet and then they both hit and that person has a bad night.
(And one time - only once - my girl and I took edibles that kicked in THE NEXT DAY. My girl was at work suddenly realized like, Oh No. She was fine, but holy shit! That is not a typical experience. But it gives an idea of the range that edibles can have.)
The second time you take edibles, if you enjoyed 5mg, you can take 10mg. Then the next time, take 15mg, and the time after that, take 20mg. From there you can probably increase by increments of 10mg. Which is what I do.
I am a big ol' stoner who has smoked more days than not for several years and I have a stupid tolerance. So I take 30mg as a baseline to even feel it. And like 60-70mg as an absolute maximum, depending on the edible. If it is a brand of edible I haven't had before - or an unlabeled batch of homemade cookies, etc. - then I skew low. I find that some edibles on 40mg are nothing to me and others send me to the moon at 40mg, so I am careful. Either way, I dearly miss my low tolerance.
And hey! Are you thinking 'wow all that sucks to keep track of,' then good news! Vape pens are simple/cheap to get and use and you will feel the effects of them within minutes or even in seconds, so it is WAY easier to tell how your body is reacting, and it will fade faster than an edible too, which is good if you don't know if you'll like it much yet. Take short puffs because it won't feel harsh in your throat until after you stop breathing in and then if you've sucked in too long, you'll cough so much it hurts the next day. It'll heal same as if you coughed a lot from anything else, but it sucks.
Everything I said about vapes also applies to smoking a little pinch of bud/flower/dried weed plant leaves in a pipe/bowl/bong, except newbies who don't smoke cigarettes will be more sensitive to the smoke and will cough way more than with a vape. I still often cough if I'm not careful.
I recommend against smoking a whole joint by yourself if you're new. They are a bitch to learn how to make and they require way more bud than a newbie should smoke in one go. Just start with a small cheap pipe. You don't need anything expensive to get started. I personally use something called a one-hitter, which is a ceramic piece that looks like a cigarette and was very cheap. It is only meant for one hit at a time and so it only holds a very small amount of weed and is very easy to pack and use.
Anyway, stay safe! Look out for each other! Don't pressure people to smoke/use weed if they don't want to! All cops are bastards! And remember, SINGLE. DIGITS.
#original#drugs#stoner life#weed#marijuana#cbd meanwhile is the chemical in weed that is relaxing and idk what happens if you overdose on that but my guess is sleepiness#cbd is sold in public stores unlike thc which in my state must be from a dispensary#and then there are other chemicals and other acronyms but any official edible product should say how much thc is in there#and if it isn't official or labeled with mg levels please for the love of god take a small small small bite to start#i am so serious that being too high is NOT fun#you can lower ur tolerance by taking time off but then you have to take time off#also people at weed stores are usually friendly and happy to help#i am sure there exist folks who are gonna be condescending assholes about it but usually people are very nice#especially if talking to people about weed is literally their job
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Can you do a story that's kinda like this
Reader gets in a heated argument with a student at Nevermore and gets into a fight at the quad and Wednesday is with Enid and sees and is like Ill brb and stops breaks up the fight and drags reader to the dorm to see if they're injured and there's fluff at the end
Love ur writing a lot! (=
Damn right I can, it's right under the cut! Also, I do NOT always write this fast, you just caught me at the perfect time, oops.
Trouble Maker
It was never a surprise when students got into fights with each other at Nevermore. If Wednesday was being honest with herself, you singlehandedly started the majority of them. Not a day went by where she thought you would keep your recklessness to yourself. It did wonders for her ego when you proved her right time and time again.
Though she would admit, she had hoped you would keep yourself in check today. Nothing special was going on, she just was not in the mood to tolerate your inability to keep your mouth shut. “Inherited it from my dad,” you said with a bloody smile one day after starting an argument. It was a wonderful colour on your lips; it suited you.
No, today Wednesday just wanted to go back to her room and listen to Enid ramble about whatever else she had going on with Ajax later that day. She would never admit it aloud, but the incessant rambling was almost a comfort to her ceaseless thoughts. A calm in the storm, of sorts, a welcome distraction until you could grace her with your presence later on.
Or now, Wednesday thought as she and Enid turned into the quad and saw the events unfolding before them.
To no one’s surprise, you were stood toe-to-toe with one of the Nevermore students. Wednesday didn’t know his name, and she didn’t care to. What she did care about was the little twitch of your fingers and the way you tilted your head. She knew what that meant.
There was no chance to get to you before your hands wrapped around your opponent’s neck. You pulled him down until you could jab your knee into his stomach, letting go immediately and stepping back into a fighting stance as he doubled over with a groan. A smile; that was what graced your lips as you looked down in sadistic joy as he tried - and failed - to get back to his feet.
“Come on, then, stand up,” you taunted. “Here, I’ll help you.” You grabbed him by the back of his uniform and hauled him back up to his feet.
"Not again," Enid mumbled from beside Wednesday.
Your opponent wrapped his arms around your waist and tackled you to the ground, and the fight started in earnest. You clearly had the upper hand, but he got a few good hits in. He even landed an elbow to your nose, the beautifully sickening crunch of your nose echoing through the quad.
"I'll see you tonight," Wednesday said to Enid without taking her eyes off you.
"Good luck," Enid answered as she walked off, probably back to their shared room.
Wednesday took calculated steps to where you were straddling your target. One of your hands was pinning him to the ground while the other was pulled back into a fist. You were poised like a snake ready to strike; you even had the same sparkle in your eyes. Accentuated, of course, by the blood pouring from your broken nose.
Until she stood directly in front of you and that spark was replaced by something much more childlike.
“Hello, Wednesday,” you said in a soft voice that betrayed your current predicament. “You look stunning today, cuore mio.”
Wednesday kept her mouth shut, instead focusing on instilling fear into your soul. It worked as it always did. Your fist slowly lowered until your shoulders sagged and you looked like you had been caught with your hand in the cookie jar. She didn’t have to say a word, only grab your arm and drag you behind her.
“Thanks, Addams,” your poor victim managed to groan before you were both out of earshot.
“I can explain,” you said once Wednesday shut your bedroom door behind her.
“Shut up and sit down,” she demanded. She didn’t have to look to know you had listened as she grabbed the first aid kit from your desk.
You kept your mouth shut when Wednesday approached, standing in front of your position on your bed. Even with you sitting she was barely taller than you, but she knew it didn’t change a thing. You very well knew who was in charge. For one of the only times in your life, you sat there and behaved while she started cleaning you up.
“Who started it?” Wednesday asked once she started cleaning the blood from the gash on your nose. You flinched. Good.
“He did,” you said in a nasally voice; clearly the bloody nose was finally getting to you. “He called Enid high maintenance.”
“He happens to be correct,” Wednesday commented. She touched the tender skin around your nose, taking note of which areas were more sensitive. The bruises were already starting to form around your eyes; it really made them pop.
“Eh, I’ve been wanting to kick his ass all week anyway,” you said with a shrug and a loud exhale through your mouth. “It made a good excuse.”
Wednesday didn’t grace you with a response. The pile of bloody gauze was growing, but it appeared the bleeding had slowed significantly. All she had to do was put a bandage over the gash and then ice your nose and you would be fine. Maybe it would scar; you most certainly hoped it would. A true masochist at heart, she thought.
Your eyes squeezed shut as she placed the bandage on your nose; far softer than she ever should have. She left her cold hands pressed gently against your skin as a pitiful substitute for ice. A sight slipped from between your lips and you leaned into her hands, the pain on your face almost instantly vanishing.
“Move,” Wednesday mumbled. Your eyes fluttered open slowly, but you listened and moved over so she could get beside you on the bed.
You laid down on your back and oustretched an arm. Wednesday hesitated only for a moment before laying down beside you and throwing one arm around your waist. If anyone ever caught her like this, she would kill them slowly and painfully. But in this moment where it was just the both of you, she would gladly lay with you and listen to your heartbeat.
“Quit starting fights,” Wednesday said once your breathing had started to even out.
“Why?” You asked. “Starting to care about me?”
“Yes,” she admitted softly. “It’s starting to become an inconvenience.” She could feel your body shake underneath her, accompanied by your soft laughter.
“I’ll do my best,” you said, a smile evident in your tone.
Your arm wrapped tighter around Wednesday, pulling her closer into your body. She could feel your fingers twitching and moving over her hip. You were warm, and you were holding her too tight, and your mouth breathing was unbearable. It was grating on every cell in her body and left her skin crawling. And she was comfortable. If given half the chance, she would stay in your smothering embrace for the rest of her life.
It felt like comfort, and she felt at home.
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a new pet. ☆ ( re4 ) leon s. kennedy
☆ tags - uhh no plot ... ur a bad guy, and youve caught leon !! he's just a filthy mutt here <3 slight overstim.. idk. im bad at tagging !! >< but leon’s submissive .. yeahh. gn reader, no use of pronouns!
☆ wc - 1.2k.
☆ a/n - HIII look i finally wrote smt !! hope yall enjoy ..
leon's eyes never leave your figure while you circle around him, prowling as though he was your prey. and -- well, he was. for now, at least. beads of sweat run down his heaving chest, the chains leaving angry red marks in his skin. how'd he get stuck in this situation anyway? at this rate he was expecting you to kill him, or even torture him to death, it was frightening. thank goodness you had a kind heart .. a decent heart. you tolerated his antics for a while, but it grew annoying watching him fumble with all your plans, and neutralizing your army. to have him bound this way was mouth watering, he's pure eye candy, truly ..! when approaching him from behind, he can't help the girlish gasp that slips past his lips when you poke his abdomen. his tongue darts out to wet his lips, brows tightly knit together, bottom lip quivering. he's a man after all, and even with your feather light touches, leon can feel his underwear straining against his hardening cock.
breath hitches in his throat when you easily unbuckle and slip his belt off, dropping it to the floor. his pants lower and stop at his mid-thigh, unable to move any lower. leon's gnawing on his lip now, humiliated at how aroused he's become. you cease your touches, moving away from him, which allows leon to take a proper breath in. an unopened bottle of lube rolled around in your desk drawer, collecting dust. now it'll finally have some use! leon's trying to look over your shoulder and see what you're holding, impatiently struggling with the chains once more, heels lifting up off the ground, standing on the tips of his feet.
you click your tongue, turning around and stepping close to him, and his eyes are akin to that of a puppy's. baby blue hues watch you so intently, a quiet whine bubbling in his throat due to the constant ache and burn from the chains.
"oh, leon ... for a government agent, you're quite eager, huh?" all he does if huff in response, turning his face away in embarrassment. there's nothing he can say to defend himself, so he stays silent, peeking at you once again as you approach. you simply pull his pants down, and they pool at his ankles, the cool wind hitting his thighs.
"you can tell me to stop, leon. but from the looks of it, you've really been lacking the right kind of attention..." he nearly moans from your sultry tone, he's too desperate to back down, and whatever you're going to do to him is much better than killing him. so he shakes his head, still so anxious to see what you have in store. a gentle hum rumbles in your mouth, stepping close to leon, pressing your cheek against his chest as you carefully grab his crotch. he's suddenly shuddering, teeth grit together, jaw clenched. all his muscles have simultaneously tightened, and your thumb grazes over the small wet spot that formed. his noises are quiet, like he's holding back, trying to prove to ... himself that he can handle it.
"just ---- just let me go," he speaks through gritted teeth, it's nearly a hiss, but you simply tut in response.
"but do you really want me to? i mean, look how hard you are... your body doesn't lie, leon .." each time you say his name he feels pinpricks in his stomach, a knot that has begun to tighten, his ears reddening. it's unbearably hot in the room, or is it just him? he wants to argue, but all the words are forgotten when you're pulling his cock out, any protests of his dying in his throat. you laugh at him, and his face flushes-- only a weak whine is all he can muster.
his cock stands proud, beads of precum run down the length of it, the tip flushed a soft rose color and is quite aggravated. blood rushes through the few veins, and leon swears he can feel his heartbeat in his dick. he knows it'd be better if he got to lay down, or to bend you over that splintering desk and take you right there. he's lost focus of the mission, now he just wants you---- to feel you around him. the odds are not in his favor, though. he's merely a fly trapped in your strategically weaved web. you squirt lube onto your palm, sighing quietly as you wrap your fingers around his cock, beginning to pump his pulsing length. he's been anticipating it for so long now that nearly cries out at the touch. the cool lubricant smearing all over his throbbing cock, it's all too much, and his head hangs. leon mumbles some curses, practically thrusting into your fist, his mouth hung open, breathy moans and pants passing through.
you're surprised at how quickly he came, spurts of white landing on the floor, and he's still halfway erect, and you notice the way high thighs tremble. you softly praise him, to which he responds with a shaky whimper, weakly bucking into your hand again. that makes you grin, and you squeeze him tight which makes him yelp like an injured pup, leaning his head to the side.
"please ... again," leon spoke in a hushed tone, too embarrassed to raise his voice anymore.
"you need to tell me what you want clearly. i need you to look at me when you say it, leon."
he whines, head lolling to the other side, his cock bobbing with his movements. leon turns to you again, looking like he's about to cry, trying to get even closer to you.
"i ... want more, please..?" he's whining again, tugging on his restraints, and you simply coo and nod in response to his cute face. you start to stroke him to full hardness once more, your hand moving faster, ears tinted red at the wet noises it's making. leon's mewling, eyes squeezed shut, shamelessly thrusting into your hand again. so he cums again, and as hours go by you keep him there, using your hand, and using other toys you have on him.
how long has it been now? the sun has started to set, and leon's wrists are rubbed raw, and you gaze at his sweet face. there's tear streaks running along his flushed cheeks, he's been milked like a cow, loads of his cum pooling on the floor. he's panting with his tongue out just as a real dog would do, dirty blond strands have fallen over his eyes, and he no longer makes any attempts to escape or struggle.
with a heavy sigh, you unlock his binds, and he nearly falls on top of you. but, you hold him close, even if he's sweaty. you lower both your bodies to the ground, cradling his upper half in your arms. leon's nuzzling his face into you, curling up into your touch, the beat of his heart returning to a normal pace.
"aww ... sweet puppy, are you tired?" you're smiling like a child who's been offered ice cream, running your fingers through his locks, keeping him settled in your chest. you had it kept in your back pocket in case things went your way, which they did! a dog collar with spikes all along it. while he's resting in your warm embrace, you snake your arms through his to reach his neck, clipping the collar on. when he makes a soft noise of confusion you shush him, petting him once more. a new pet for the collection, and perhaps your favorite.
#writing tag#resident evil smut#re4 smut#resident evil 4 remake smut#leon s kennedy smut#leon s kennedy x reader#leon s kennedy x reader smut#resident evil x reader
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OMGGG IM IN LOVE W UR MATCHUP CONCEPTSSS
May I get one please 😻😻😻
Name : Mai
Cisgender female , straight!
Personality : entp-F
I LOVE talking to people , socializing is one of my biggest qualities if I may say . Even though I love talking to ppl it doesn’t mean that I tolerate any kind of disrespect toward anyone. I’ll gladly and openly shut down someone if they say anything rude !
I have Adhd , the hyperactive-can’t seems to focus one 🙂↕️ mhhh also I’m a big cat person , I love playing volleyball and music!
(I play as a libero/outside hitter (depending on the op team) in my vb team and I’m then main singer of my school’s band🤯)
Hobbies : DONT GET ME STARTED OMG I have so many hobbies
In sports it’s obviously , my one and only VOLLEYBALL the way I couldn’t go through college without vb is crazy
I love singing and playing the electric guitar !!! As well as drawing and I’m staring to get into painting and writing 🧏♀️🧏♀️
I have many hobbies but i spend most of my time in the gym or at vb practice !
Style :
Well I have broad shoulders from spiking so I’m trying to grow my hair out🫣
My hair are lower shoulder-length , I have lotss of layers ! I had my Korean mom’s blessing since I have red-ish reflect on my black hair 🤭
Im average height (160-ish) but Im pretty muscular if I may say (I’m also bold asl 🤫)
My style would most definitely be streetwear !! My go to outfit is those tight jersey w baggy pants nd oversized zip-up
I have pretty round feature , so I follow the Korean makeup style (pink-ish and light)
Likes : SWEETSSS AND PASTRIES the way I could binge eat a whole bakery if I could.
I love musics ,food , family nd friends time , ACADEMIC VALIDATION🗣️ , vb obviously , late night music session , skateboarding , dim lights (dim light>bright light) , manga , anime , manhwa, kdrama, thrift shopping , shopping , Jeju Island (South Korea) and Paris , learning new languages , HUMAN MIND AND HOW IT WORKS. Any berries , lychee , dragons fruit , mango.
(Can you tell that I’m a nerd?)
Dislike : mint. I despise mint (if not in chewing gum) , coconut. Soja mooncakes, jajangmyeon (Korean traditional dish) (pretty controversial ik)
Rude ppl
YEAH THZTS ALL
Thank u
LOVE YOU ND KEEP GOING W YOUR WORK
Hi
Yeah I can do you a match up, I was in three minds when it came to your match up but after discussing it with a fellow TR blogger I came to my ultimate conclusion for you match up and without much grandstanding lets get into it
Your Match is
Hanemiya Kazutora
He loves that your talkative and would spend nights awake speaking to you on the phone about multiple subjects ( I HC that Kazutora is a night owl).
Like you he loves cats and I could imagine you both visiting Baji just to pet Excalibur (Aka Peke-J), it wouldn’t be like “Hi how are you doing Baji” it would be a “Hey Baji where’s the cat?”
You both have a zero tolerance policy to bullshit, if he saw you being disrespected you know this man is going full tiger and ripping the person who dissed you a new one both metaphorically and literally and whilst he was in jail you’d not take well to anyone slandering him.
Like you I could imagine him having similar taste in music and I could imagine him giving you advice on your music, I could imagine his favourite piece of your music being his ringtone.
You and him would definitely have the perfect outfit combos with one another, i could imagine on dates you both co-ordinating with each other.
He might not get the whole Academic success thing but seeing you dedicating yourself to your studies impresses him.
I could imagine him taking you to a skate park to burn of energy when your both ticked off.
Like before you’ve both got a zero tolerance for bullshit, I could imagine you both saying something if someone was being rude to a retailer.
In summary:
I have paired you with Kazutora, sure his home life may be different to yours but you and him make it work as you both are willing to call each other out on the others BS, your musical talents are one of the things he treasures and stakeboarding with you is his favourite thing in the world, He doesn’t fully get the studying thing but he’s impressed that you show grit and determination.
I hope this result is to your liking.
Toman Inquisitorial division member Silver
Warning:
Please do not remove original tags in Re-blogs, don’t re-post anywhere else or alter the original work.
#tokyo revengers#toman gang#tokyo manji gang#kazutora hanemiya#hanemiya kazutora#match up result#written response#Toman-Inquisitorial-division
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lorazepam, for about 2 years, almost everyday, 1,5-2mg per day
ty for answering :)
ofc! :) just bear in mind that the following advice is coming to you from an internet stranger who—while having experienced a longterm benzo addiction, has successfully tapered off benzos, and has researched how to do it safely—is not a doctor or medical professional of any kind.
ok this post got super long and I just figured out how to put a “read more” cut on mobile woohoo!
so do u take it once a day or multiple times a day that add up to 1.5-2mg?
also l forgot to ask what do you take it for? panic attacks or GAD or other anxiety related disorder, or recreationally? when u say that it doesn’t work anymore do you mean it has absolutely zero effect on ur anxiety? or if you use it recreationally is 2mg not producing any effects whatsoever?
basically what ur wanting to do is take a tolerance break from benzodiazepines so that they work without you having to take larger and larger doses…since cold turkey quitting benzos can be lethal, and 2 years of a strong benzo like lorazepam daily is not insignificant, slowly tapering is the safest way to go about this.
lorazepam (and alprazolam) is not ideal for tapering though, due to its short half life and its high strength. long-acting benzos are best for tapering, particularly diazepam. clonazepam, while long lasting, is not the best because of its strength, but it’s better than loraz and alp. so If you have access to a long-acting benzo, that will make it easier to taper for the purpose of a tolerance break. if not, u can still make it work.
if ur taking loraz for any of the above mentioned anxiety disorders, i would first find the lowest possible dose that you can tolerate by lowering the dosage by 0.25mg every week, until you’ve hit the lowest possible dosage you can tolerate. then take it only when ur anxiety symptoms are to the point of being intolerable and stay at that dose for at least a week, ideally 2 or more weeks. lowest possible dosage means you will still experience anxiety and still find it mentally/emotionally uncomfortable (and probably have trouble sleeping well). if u hit a dose where ur experiencing any kind of muscle tremors or spasms or restless legs or skin-crawling, thats too low, increase the dosage by 0.25mg until that stops, and then don’t exceed that dose.
if ur taking it recreationally do the same thing, except take it the same frequency you’ve been taking it. (or less frequently as long as you don’t experience the physical wd symptoms I mentioned)… just make sure not to take it more frequently to compensate otherwise it’s pointless.
after taking that lowest tolerable dose for 2 weeks, do it (tapering by 0.25mg each week) again. and keep doing that until you hit zero. how quickly u get to zero is gonna depend on ur symptoms (its different for everyone). main thing is we want to avoid any withdrawal symptoms that involve muscle spasms, muscle tremors, panic attacks, or severe skin crawling sensation. when u hit zero stay there for at least 1-2 weeks. congrats! you’ve now successfully taken a tolerance break. id try to make this t-break go for as long as possible, 1 week is honestly super generous as a minimum it should be at least 2, but ur not taking mega doses.
I feel like after 2 weeks of no benzos, after doing a slow taper to get to that point, once you start taking them again you’ll notice your tolerance is lower(so you won’t need 1.5-2mg to feel anything so take less than that to start).
on the other hand, if u get panic attacks and taking 1.5-2mg does absolutely *nothing* to alleviate them, then unfortunately that means u need a higher dose than what ur on rn. but don’t fuck around and wreck ur tolerance more by doing this unless absolutely necessary (meaning only take the higher dose when you need it for a panic attack).
yeeeeeeesh sorry this got so long.
More important than what I’ve written here, this is the Ashton manual. it tells you everything you need to know about benzo tapering and exactly how to do it. so save this pdf, check out the table of contents to find the relevant chapters, read it, and if any of my advice contradicts the advice written in this manual, go with what the manual says. this is the protocol that anyone who needs to taper off a benzo for any reason after longterm use should follow.
If it sounds like I’m being overly cautious…it’s cause I kinda am. I have no idea how your body will react to dose changes or suddenly having a lower seizure threshold, and I don’t want to risk you having a seizure (and I’m sure you don’t want to either!)
Could I have just linked the Ashton manual instead of writing any of this? Probably. but my dumb ass didn’t think to do that until this moment 🥲
anyway, good luck, and if u have any more questions, my ask box is always open !
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okay!! so maybe even a short imagine about Harry and y/n getting in a full brown fight because his cockiness (this man is so cocky I can’t) anyway- it’s driving her insane! You can have it go any way you want! Just an idea hehe ;) xx P.s. I ❤️ ur writing
a/n: i’ve been trying to come up with an idea for this one and then i thought about this little something and typed it out, hope you’ll like it!
word count: 1135
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You love Harry. You really do. But sometimes… you need to remind yourself about that. A lot. Like when he just doesn’t know when to stop, when you’ve had enough and he is just pushing it further and further until you wish he would just…you are not saying that out.
Tonight is one of those times. You’ve had a long day, your boss has been up in your ass way too far and you had to deal with some incompetent colleagues and you just ran out of patience by the time you got home. For your luck, Harry, your boyfriend of three years chose today to bring some extra cockiness into his attitude.
As the two of you head out to meet a few friends, you try your best to keep your cool as he has a whitty comeback to everything you say. Nothing slips by him without a comment or a snarky remark and it just keeps you boiling more and more. You know he doesn’t mean in a wrong way, it’s just how he is sometimes, when he is so high on energy, when he’s had a particularly good day so he is feeling confident in his skin. It’s all just jokes, but you can’t really laugh at them when you’ve been through such a rough day and you just want to be… left alone.
Sitting at the bar you’re sipping on your drink, hoping the alcohol is gonna loosen you up a bit. Harry is in his element, joking around, dropping his usual sarcastic comments, being his cocky self that you’d adore any other day, but not tonight.
“Y/N, are you sure everything’s alright?” Sarah questions when she notices that you’ve been staying quiet for a while, but it’s all because you’re biting your tongue so you don’t start a fight with Harry.
“I’m fine,” you force a smile to your face, taking another sip from your vodka cranberry, that’s got way more vodka than cranberry juice.
“Have another drink, babe. Don’t be shy,” Harry comments, giving your thigh a squeeze, but you pull away, brushing his hand off of yourself. It seems to give him a warning sign, he eyes you curiously, trying to find out what’s wrong, but you keep your stare at the table in front of you, ignoring him.
“Hey, what’s wrong, baby?” he asks lowering his voice so only you can hear him talk.
“I said I’m fine.”
“You definitely don’t seem fine,” he chuckles lightly, but it’s the last straw for you.
“And what are you gonna do about that, have another cocky comment about me? You seem to have many of those today,” you growl under your breath, finishing your drink. “Excuse me,” you mumble before sliding out of your seat and heading out to the back terrace to have some fresh air before you jump at Harry’s throat.
Unfortunately, he doesn’t let you have a moment to you, he follows right behind, standing tall in front of you as you lean against the brick wall.
“Baby, what’s wrong? What did I do?” he asks, seemingly genuinely worried about your odd behavior.
“I’m just… fucking done with you right now, okay?”
“Would you tell me why?”
“Stop nagging me, Harry!” you snap at him, desperately needing to get away from him before you blow up.
“I will if you fucking talk to me!”
“You are driving me fucking crazy, today!” you growl rolling your eyes. “You are commenting on everything I do, making jokes of everything I say, being this cocky fucker and I just can’t tolerate this right now!”
You are raging. And you’re not too proud of the way you just snapped at him, but you just can’t help it. He came onto you and brought it to himself.
“Why the fuck wouldn’t you just tell me to stop then? Am I supposed to read your mind?!”
“No! But you are supposed to… read the signs!”
“What signs?!” he asks with a dry laugh. “You haven’t really talked to me much since you’ve gotten home, how am I supposed to know what’s wrong?!”
“That’s the sign, Harry! No talking is a sign!” you almost scream at him. “Jesus, you make me so fucking mad!” you groan, feeling the tears forming in your eyes. You’re tired, had enough and you can’t control your emotions any longer. You hate it, but crying comes to you way too easy in situations like this. You make an attempt to walk past him, but he grabs your wrist and pulls you back while you’re already trying to swallow your tears, with not much success.
“Hey, hey, hey. Come on, don’t just walk away,” he starts in a way more soothing tone. His hands slide down to your hands, bringing them up to your mouth as he kisses your knuckles. “I’m sorry, okay? Just please talk to me.”
“I just…” you breathe out shakily. “I had a bad day and your snarky comments and cocky remarks didn’t help, alright?”
“Why didn’t you just tell me to stop? I would never do anything to upset you on purpose.”
“I… don’t know. Thought you’d read the room and just stop,” you shrug, though you know you’re at blame here as well. Should have told him straightforward that you are not up for his funny little games.
“Baby, you know how much I suck at reading those so called signs,” he breathes out, gently cupping your face in the palm of his hand. “I’m a man, we are dumb. Just tell me to fuck off next time and I’ll know my place.”
You chuckle lightly as he pulls you into a hug, kissing the top of your head as he rocks the two of you from side to side, running his hands up and down on your back in a soothing manner.
“I’m sorry. I’ll keep my mouth shut now. Do you want to go back or want to go home?”
“I don’t want to be the party pooper. Let’s stay,” you mumble into his chest.
“Let’s have another drink and then we head home, how does that sound?”
“Good,” you nod pulling back from him. Leaning down he kisses you softly, his fingers dance down your neck, tickling a bit that makes you giggle.
“There’s that smile I love so much,” he smirks, pecking your smiling lips shortly. “You still hate me for being a cocky asshole?” he asks teasingly.
“I never hated you.”
“Yeah? So you still love me?” Nuzzling his nose against yours, his lips are brushing against yours as he speaks.
“Mhm,” you nod, snaking your arms around his neck.
“Can you say it for me? I want to hear it.”
“I love you,” you mumble into his lips, kissing him with a relieved sigh.
“Love you too.”
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Uvo’s First Time With You
This is tooth rottingly sweet Uvo because i really cant help myself. im weak fr that big ass boi.
Requests are Open atm
Summary : I have this headcanon where Uvo doesn’t physically punish his girl *ahem* captive fr not wanting him... he just slips her a lil smthn smthn at dinner one night..
Word Count: 3,691
Warnings: dubcon/noncon, Yandere!Uvo, drugs, unprotected sex, cockwarming, kidnapping, tiniest mention of blood, mentions of violence, aaand I think thats it.
As per usual 18+ crowd here. No minors should be reading this.
He just sits there after dinner, quieter than usual as he waits for it to kick in.
His arm draped across the back of the couch and he just feels you slowly start to squirm around more and more, he lets his eyes wander over you.
“Is everything okay sweetheart?”
“Yeah...it’s just.. really hot in here Uvo” you whisper to him.
And you saying his name like that,, already so needy for...something, has him trying to hide the smirk on his face.
“I’ll adjust the temperature for you then.”
And beFORE he even has a chance to get up your whining at him not to leave. (which is COMPLETELY out of character since you usually are uncomfortable just being around this giant of a man who quite literally kidnapped you)
“I just wanna lay down Uvo.. I don’t feel good”
And there it is again. Usually he can’t even get you to look him in the eye but nOW?! Your saying his name and clutching onto his t-shirt like ur fighting the urge to wrap yourself around him.
He nods his head, keeping a straight face as he gruffly replies with “Go lay down then”
You just let out an impatient sigh and bury your face into his side.
And the bastard KNOWS you want HIM to lay down with you!! But he wants to hear you say it. Wants to see that pretty blush on your face when you get flustered.
You whine out “Uvo...” and stare at him, mentally trying to communicate your need without having to say it out loud. Not really understanding what you want, or maybe you do but you’re so far in denial that you don’t want to acknowledge it.
“Tell me what you want or I won’t give you anything at all.”
And he watches as a pout makes its way across your features.
With a huff you crawl into his lap, arms reaching as far up his tall frame as they can to grip onto his shirt again. Pressing yourself completely against him. You make eye contact for the first time that night.
“I - I want you to lay down with me... please Uvo?”
To say he’s shocked is an understatement
The man is beyond words. It’s only been 15 minutes since he slipped you the drugs and you’re already more comfortable with him than you’ve been since he took you months ago.
“All you had to do was ask sweetheart.”
It’s only been seconds from your statement and you don’t even care about laying down anymore. Can’t even really remember that you were having a conversation or what it was even about. All you can think of now is how hot you are, how your clothing is too itchy and constricting. Your skin is on fire.
Uvo’s body temperature is way hotter than yours normally, and even now he’s still very warm. But to you it feels like heaven. His warmth like a soothing balm over your skin.
“Uvo I need.. I need to take this off” you squirm and try your hardest not to fall off his lap as you wrestle out of your shirt.
His grip on your hips tightens a little. You miss the groan that manages to pass through his lips, too distracted with your own mission of getting out of the straight jacket of a shirt.
He watches you for a minute, panting at the way you’re accidentally grinding down on him. So focused on getting comfortable that you completely forget where your sitting, or that Uvo’s eyes are watching you undress.
“L-Lets get you into bed first sugar” and he removes your clenched fists from the fabric of your shirt. He’s playing the part of an innocent man, but his true motive is that he wants to savor this. He doesn’t want to rush through the moment so quickly that he doesn’t have time to truly indulge in it. To drown in it.
At this point the drugs are kicking in HARD. All you can think of is your need for.. something. You just need it. And the frustration from the denial is mixing with the pain in your gut.
“No Uvo! I need it off.. all of it off! Please it hurts so bad. Please Uvo...”
You’re crying now, hitting his chest weakly with your closed fists.
Uvo’s lap us soaked from the wetness betwen your thighs. He’s not sure if you even notice. That along with the way you’re throwing your little hissy fit, squirming all over him has his head leaning back against the couch, stifling the moan that’s threatening to make it past his clenched jaw.
He collects himself, taking a deep breath before standing up, hands firmly planted on your ass to keep you as close as possible to his body.
He’s so tall that he has you pressed against his lower abdomen, your legs wrapped as far around his trunk of a torso as they can.
Your moving harder in his hands, panting as he takes you up the stairs.
At first he thinks youre struggling to get away from him, so used to your rejection that it takes him a minute to realize you’re rubbing your clothed crotch against his stomach, sighing at the friction of it.
You don’t even realize your doing it tbh. The drugs clouding your mind of any awareness you had. All you know is that moving your hips is making the pain in your gut a little more tolerable.
Uvo stops and just watches. Your breathing heavy as you rub yourself against him, little whispers of his name passing through your parted lips.
He realizes in that moment that he’s a goner. He expected this to be different, expected you to fight against it tooth and nail just like you fought against him over the months he’s had you. He knows you won’t stay this needy, but even now the intimacy you’ve shown him is enough to last him years to come. He’s prepared to go through whatever means necessary to feel this again.
You don’t even register he’s stopped or his heavy gaze watching you intently. You grab his shirt, hiking it up so you can feel the dips and curves of his stomach, greedily soaking up the soothing warmth against your hands, your body still unconsciously moving against his now exposed chest.
He listens to you moan in relief, watches as your face contorts in pleasure. Uvo starts walking again, albeit a little quicker this time. His mind wandering to the warm slick you’ve just covered his stomach with. He’s painfully hard, needing it just as much as you do.
And in all honesty I don’t think Uvo could deny you anything besides leaving him ofc.
So he gets you in bed and helps you remove everything besides your underwear even though you tried to take that off too and just waits for it... lays there and holds you, waiting for you to tell him what you want from him.
Yes, he could take you by force if he wanted to but this man craves your love and he knows if you give in willingly you know besides the fact he drugged you you’ll see him as your savior. There for you when your hurting, aching, desperately needing help.
“Uvo.. please.. shirt off” is all he can make out of your incoherent mumbling.
And this fucker
“Your shirt is already off baby”
He’s making it difficult on purpose. Stringing you out so he can see you sob for him.
“No...no. You undress. Please? Please..”
And that’s enough.
His patience is wearing thin. Months and months of craving you. Wanting you to love him but only getting one word replies and scared tears had him yearning for your affection, to the point it made him sick.
He’s never wanted anything as desperately as he’s wanted you. And you wanting him back? He’ll do anything to have his feelings reciprocated.
He takes everything off, even stripping out of his boxers.
You sob when he pulls away to shuck out of his clothing, fat tears sliding down your face at the loss of his touch.
It only takes him seconds but it’s long enough to have you in hysterics
He shushes you, laying you on his chest as he wraps an arm around your waist. Running his fingers through your hair, whispering in your ear:
“It’s okay”
“I’m here”
“I’m not leaving you baby”
Until you’ve calmed down. His skin on yours is a godsend. You actually kiss him first, moving in as he’s whispering to you and catching him off guard.
It’s open mouthed and sloppy, your need making you desperate.
When he starts to kiss you back you whine into his mouth, not being able to stop yourself from moving your hips.
Uvo grunts, letting himself roll up against you; loving the squeak you let out into his mouth as his hands grasp your hips.
He could stop right now and it would still be the best moment of his life. His tongue in your mouth tasting your desire and his hips moving in tandem with yours. It’s heaven.
To you it’s pure ecstasy. You’ve never experienced this type of gut wrenching pain before. A need so desperate you’ll do anything to quell it.
Even if it meant letting your captor fuck you senseless.
You’re unashamed. There is no room in your head to think about such things when your body is on fire like this, burning as your floor muscles clench and unclench so hard it’s excruciating. Trying desperately to squeeze around something and adding to the fire when they find nothing.
The little drop of relief you felt with Uvo was enough to spur you on. If he was the cure then consequences be damned. You were trapped anyway.
You learned you couldn’t outrun him, definitely couldn’t fight him, and now you’d just proven that given a little push you’d actually be with him. You let the thoughts float away
If this was your bed, you’d lay in it.
“Y/n” he lets out a grunt as the spot between your thighs coats his cock through the soaked fabric of your panties.
“Y/n... let me take these off.”
You don’t respond. Instead you grind down harder against him.
Uvo tears the flimsy material off of you body, your bra following soon after.
He’s watching the way your breasts bounce at the force, eyes only ripping away when a high pitched whine leaves your throat.
Your eyes are closed, only focusing on his cock sliding between your folds with every glide of your hips.
Hot and thick, you sob with relief. And still, it wasn’t enough.
“Please Uvo”
“Please what baby? What do you want?”
And with the most conviction you’ve had tonight you beg him “I need you inside of me. Please Uvo. Make it stop.”
He’s breathless. You’ve never wanted anything. No gift would satisfy you, no amount of money could buy your love. And with one measly pill he’s got you writhing on top of him, begging for him to fill you up with his cock.
It gives him a head rush. The only thing you’ve ever asked for is to be stuffed full.
And we all know Uvo is packing some heat right?
Uvo even knows he’s huge, and right now this mans ain’t trying to tear you open unless you wanted him to.
Even though he wants nothing more than to simply seat himself fully inside the tight clutch of your warmth, and god how easy it’d be in this position to just pick you up and sit you down on his length, he flips over. Being careful not to use too much strength in his excited state, so you’re laying beneath him on the bed.
You’re disoriented, and by the time you even fully process what’s happened he’s got his middle finger knuckle deep inside of you.
You arch your back, vision going black and mouth opening into a silent scream with how hard you cum just from one drop of relief.
And he’s trying so fucking hard to keep it together. The way your eyes roll back and your sex already trying so desperately to milk him, tightly clenching and unclenching around his digit.
He’s sure you’re going to drive him mad with desire.
You catch your breath and Uvo’s panting along with you too.
“Did that feel good baby?” And you nod up at him, still too dazed to speak.
“I bet you needed that huh?” smiling down at you, eyes blown wide with lust.
But even though his finger is plenty thick enough, it’s like your body KNOWS that it wasn’t his cock. You still ache for him, the release just pouring gasoline to the flames licking up your spine.
Your voice is just a whisper when you ask him
“More...” you look up at him, lips puffy and trails of tears running down your face. “Please”
And not for the first time tonight, Uvo almost snaps. He closes his eyes, blinking slowly before he takes a deep breath.
“Fuck baby... yeah, yeah I know what you want. Just. Just let me get you ready first okay?”
You give a reluctant nod and Uvo slides a second finger into you.
Any pain you feel at how thick he is, is masked by the spine curling burn in your veins. All you feel from the stretch is white hot pleasure.
And with a shaky breath your thanking him again, boosting his ego as he flicks his wrist to push and pull at the heat clutching around his fingers.
It feels like he’s stuck in a vice. So tight and wet for him... only ever for him. Eyes blown wide he watches as you shake beneath him, chasing any chance of stopping the pain you feel. He scissors his fingers open. He needs to stretch you out enough to fit.
When you start to get close again he pulls out. While he does want to draw this out, he mostly does it out of curiosity. Wants to see what you’ll do when denied your pleasure.
He gets his answer quickly as you let out a scream of frustration, moving your hands from the sheets beneath you to grip his hair, using all your strength to try and get his mouth down to yours in search of any piece of him you can get.
Obviously he doesn’t budge he’s like a thousand times stronger than you. BUT you do succeed in lifting yourself up to meet his lips, biting at them with a low growl in your throat.
For once in this relationship Uvo feels completely in control. He has you right where he wants you. Completely feral for him. Your reward is not only the return of his digits, but also a third finger fucking deeply into you as well.
“Lay back down” he growls out “ be a good girl for me again”
And you do. You’ll do anything for him. A sigh leaves your lips as the pain recedes, replaced with the pleasure Uvo is giving you. It towed a thin line between pain. Any time he slowed down it creeped into your consciousness again. He was your salvation, your only respite from whatever was doing this to you.
He’s your god, and after what felt like forever, he finally answers your prayers.
“S’gunna sting baby. Don’ wanna hurt you but I can’t... I can’t take any more.”
His fingers are gone. In their place is the head of his cock sliding between the soft petals of your pussy.
Uvo moans at the feeling. The feeling of you wanting him, slick and waiting for him.
Such a pretty little thing. He wants to mark you up, leave your body bruised with his signature. To feel the weight of your breasts in his mouth. Wants to bite down gently on your shoulder and taste the iron of your blood on his tongue. To feel your lips swallowing around him, to drown in the taste of your cunt as it clenches on his tongue. He wants every single part of you. But most of all, He wants to ruin you.
You moan, pulling him out of his reverie. “I - I need more Uvo! Not enough, please.”
All of those things can wait for now. His focus in this moment is on making you realize just how much you need him.
Gritting his teeth he slides the tip in, watching with wide eyes as it disappears inside of you.
It’s stretches you out, a whine escaping at the noticble sting of it. Uvo watches your face before slowly plunging deeper within you. You let out a cry as he stretches you out.
after a few pushes and pulls, slowly fucking you open Uvo finally sinks down until he’s fully sheathed inside, releasing a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
He’s paralyzed for a moment, his attention solely on how warm and wet you are. It’s firm yet gentle around him. Better than everything he imagined. Like silk, only alive, and he swears he can feel your heartbeat enveloping him.
He buries his head in your neck, licking a stripe up a line of sweat until he’s kissing you again. Swallowing every whimper that slips past your swollen lips.
His mouth stays on yours as he slowly pulls back and ruts his hips against yours completely for the first time. You’re scratching his back and god he wishes you could mark him up. Wishes beyond measure that he could carry the sting of you wherever he goes.
“Yeah..right t-there. Fuck!”
Your shy demeanor is being forcibly torn away. This is the first time he’s heard you curse, the sound of it making him let out a low growl. Thoughts of how he’s awoken some part of you he’d never seen before floating into his mind. his dirty little girl... he wonders how far he can push you until it becomes too much? It’s a question for another day. One where you’re used to taking his hard length, a day he’s not fucking you open.
“Tell me how you feel sweetheart”
You can’t even remember your own name, let alone construct a fully fledged sentence for the man above you. He’s pressing something deep within you that’s making your head even more dizzy than it was before. You clutch him as he rolls onto his back, laying you on his chest as he swivels his hips up into you, lazily grinding against your clit until your mewling.
“You needed this? Needed me? Just too shy to say it...”
He’s rambling, too far gone with pleasure to dice his words.
“Wanted to fill you up for a long time. You love this huh sweetheart? Love me inside of you like this.. so tight, made for me...All mine.” And then he quiets for a moment. His thoughts leading him elsewhere.
He pulls you tighter against his chest, your name falling from his lips like a prayer. Trailing his hand down to your clit, picking up the pace as he feels the beginning of your orgasm approach.
The pain is a distant memory at this point. The only feeling now was the all consuming pleasure Uvo was giving you. You try to writhe against him as the coil in your stomach threatens to snap, but his grip is iron clad on you. You’re so close, so close that your back starts to try to arch against him.
But with grunt he pulls completely out of you, steeling himself against the agonized wail that pass through your lips.
“Tell me you love me y/n.”
The denial.. the pain slowly consuming you once again. Your cunt clenches around nothing, broken cries leaving your dry throat.
“Say it and I’ll make you feel better. I’m the only one who can make you feel like this. “
He’s tense but his words are desperate. Brows furrowed as you try, and fail, to squirm out of his grip.
“Uvo...”
“Say it for me sweetheart.”
You gulp, the choice excruciatingly clear as the seconds tick on.
Uvo I ... I love you.” it’s whisper quiet but the way that his fucks back up into your aching core with renewed vigor is proof enough that he’s heard you.
Delirious with your confession he starts talking again. Mumbles interlaced with his sounds of pleasure of how good you are, how tight, how he’d kill anyone who harmed you, whatever you want is yours just say the word, he’s yours. All of him until he draws his last breath.
As he hits that sweet spot inside of you again and again and again the coil snaps. A pleasured cry wrenches what little voice you have left from your sore throat as you’re hit full force. You can’t help how your body thrashes to escape his grip. He makes you cum so hard you almost pass out, black dots clouding your vision as he stills inside of you.
He stops thinking, stops talking as his mouth falls open at the clench of your pussy around him. You squeeze his length, so hard that he doesn’t have to move to cum. He lets your body finish him as he plays with your clit, turning a deaf ear to your overstimulated whine.
The feeling of your pussy milking the rest of his release inside of you quickly becoming addicting. He’s never cum so hard in his life.
Months of pent of frustration paint your walls, the warmth seeming to soothe what is left of the painful ache of the drugs in your system. You let out a sigh of relief and relax as Uvo moves so he can spoon you, making sure to stay firmly rooted between your legs.
He pets your hair and whispers praises between gentle kiseses to you neck. You must be so exhausted, he knows. You let your eyelids droop, nows not the time to think about consequences. With Uvo’s strong arms wrapped around you, his cock still buried deep, you let yourself be lulled to sleep.
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Helloww, I'm here for 3rd request xD
Don't know you like it or not but hw abt MC is sweet, ladylike, polite, never complained, and lovely girl but someday...when comte hold a banquet and yeps mc has low tolerance alcohol and got drunk so herself became 180° 😂😂😂
She started laughing like maniac, shouting and scold the residents like asian mom 😂.
For example : (arthur) DO YOU KNOW WE CALL A HUMAN TYPE LIKE YOU A THOT ?! FROM NOW I'LL CALL YOU ARTHOT
(isaac) OII YOU MINI APPLE BOI, HOW CAN YOU INVENTED CALCULUS?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PRESSURE YOU GIVE TO FUTURE STUDENTS ? I CAN'T EVEN ENJOYED MY SCHOOL LIFE !! YOU MUST KNOW HOW MUCH I WANTED TO KILL YOU WHEN I WAS IN HIGHSCHOOLER !!
Etc 😂😂 you can make what kind of screaming+scolding she will throw at them 😂😂😂 The residents ? OH I WANT TO SEE THEIR STUPID SHOCKED FACES AHAHAHA. Take your time writing it xD and thank you so much before my darlingzzz 😘😘😘❤️❤️
This is gonna be a fun one to write! Sorry this took so much time to write! I have been busy with school works. But I’ve been writing it slowly. here you go! The words in the brackets (..) indicate that she missed saying these words. I had to write the words in a weird way to show that the words were being slurred by mc.
I tried writing it to your ask .Hope you like it!
Everyone was still wearing surprised Pikachu faces as they were staring at sleeping MC. For never had they expected to see the completely hidden side of her.
Previously, that evening~
MC is sweet and perfect lady, as described in the ask. But little did the vampires know what they would be witnessing that night.
The lord of the mansion decided to throw another banquet that night for the second time in the month being the hedonistic man he is. And all the residents were invited, including MC.
All of them reached the venue that evening and in the banquet halls, many fancy dishes were there, waiting to be eaten by people. There were finest of the wines brought from the far away land and the exotic dishes that were never seen before.
All of the mansion residents gathered in a room(kinda VIP room). All have helped themselves with a drink or two and were chatting away. MC stood against the walls of the room, swirling her champagne glass as she spoke to Sebastian.
All of them continued talking to each other.
After some more time:
MC was still speaking when she began giggling to herself continuously.
All the residents: “???????⁇?”
MC:” if only people knew how crazy these idiots are!! bwahahaha!”
Napoleon: “Who are you talking about MC?”
MC: “ Who am I ... talkin bout? I talk about the grreeat ‘men’ in history.." mc continued giggling as her words began to slur.
Arthur: "And why exactly are we 'idiots'? "
MC: "who in the world knew that all of these men would have crazy sides no one ever knows!" She began laughing again.
All of them looked at each other and then at MC. They noticed her flushed cheeks and understood the situation.
“MC, you are quite drunk. You should stop drinking now..”
“ N-no no no no.. I’m not drunk at all.. see,I only drank 1,2,... 4 glasses of champagne! I want to talk! “
MC: “comte! do you know..? arthot went into the town again yesterday even after you shun himm.. But he didn’t let me tell you...! teach him a lesson comte!” MC told as she pretended that she was holding a gun against Arthotur’s head.
“What in the world is mademoiselle doing?” Jean asked with a confused stare as Sebastian replied, “In our time period, we show guns with our hands in that way.. it’s a type of pretend play..”.
“And..wait what? From when did my name change to Arthot?? Did she misspell it??” Arthur asked looking at her.
“ Lemme think.. nope.. You’re ..definitely Art..Thot! yup! That’s it!”
“Arthur.. come to my room later. I should ‘gently’ remind you the rules of the mansion. “ Arthur gulped audibly as comte stared at him with ‘nothing-is-wrong’ smile.
“Arthur, Dazai-san!! Can (you) come here once??” She suddenly asked them with puppy eyes as they came forward. She tried to reach their faces but couldn’t. She pouted a little and climbed onto the couch behind her.
“OWW!! “ Both of them cried in pain as MC twisted each of Arthur’s and Dazai’s ears. “ how.. how dare youu...! How dare you tease.. Is..Isaac?! the only baby of this mansion! Poor boy! He’s traumatized because of you!”
Isaac having the time of his life: “That’s right mc! How dare they tease a bab- wait! Who do you think you’re calling BABY!??! “ Isaac frowned at his yet another new nick name.
Her feet began wobbling and she fell from the couch onto Mozart. “Aww man!! I fell off the couch!!! Bu..but.. this pillow is soo smoooth and silkyy.. yayy! A nice pillow for me..! “ She said as she snuggled her face into her’pillow’, aka Mozart’s chest.
“What do you think you’re doing?! Get her off me! mmph!! “ Mozart began yelling but felt a hand clamped over his mouth. “Shh.. doon’t shout.. and you should.. smile like this. Say CHEEEESE! “ MC said, forcing his lips into a smile with her hands.
MC kept giggling even when Napoleon and Leonardo helped Mozart and sat her on the couch.
(I'm sorry I know that her giggling is too much but I don't know how drunk person acts exactly ^^;)
Leonardo: "How much did she even drink? Why didn't you stop her Sebas?"
Sebastian: "I'm sorry master Leonardo.. I didn't expect her to drink these many. I thought she had high alcohol tolerance.."
Leonardo (stretching hand towards mc): "Cara mia, you had enough fun, c'mon you need to rest up in the mansion.
MC shook her head vigorously . "Noooo! I don't want to rest! I want to talk to all of you~! Why don't you go to sleep ...? Da Vinci~. You've got your bed AKA them... (Pointing finger towards floor and wall) . I'll sing a lullaby to youu.. "
She began humming the tone of the lullaby as she dragged Leonardo with her.
" Rock-a-bye, baby, in the tree top
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall
Down will come baby, cradle and all"
"Go to bed renaissance man! And ! Your cigarillos are confiscated by me! Hmph! " She took the cigarillos from his pockets and threw them into the dustbin.
"MC! You sing so good! It's as if the angel herself has sung the lullaby.. what song is it?" Vincent asked with an excited and curious gaze.
" the lullaby..? T'is from my own time.. god! I miss my old days in college! " Everybody heard small sniffles in the room then.
They felt helpless seeing her cry. “What’s the matter cherie? Why are you crying? Is something hurting you? “ comte asked approaching her.
“*sniffle* everything is *hic* alright comte *sniffle, hic*. I just remembered *sniffle* my own time and my friends.. I miss them *sniffle* a lot..” Tears began rolling down her soft cheeks. Everyone looked at each other..
“ A-and.. *sniffle* I also remember the days I used to cry and struggle due to math in college. Especially calculus.. And I’ve heard that Isaac was the one wh- *sniffle* who invented it.. Isn’t it Isaac?” She asked Isaac through the glassy eyes.
Isaac: “Y-yeah... it was me..” He lowered his eyes as if he had done a mistake.
MC grabs Isaac’s lapels weakly and shouted, “Why? Why did you invent calculus?! I remember.. I remember the days I used to stay awakee... until late night, scratching my head and struggling to... to solve them!! I... hatee.. you !!” She suddenly released him and pushed him back, making him wobble a little.
Theo: “what the heck hondje?! how much drunk are you!? your mood swings are faster than Arthur’s snarky comments! “
MC: “ Hey Theo! Don’t you dare call me Hondje.. You’re the hondje... Who doesn’t allow anyone to come near your darling brother like a guard dog!”
Theo was very taken back at the sudden backfiring of the nickname.
MC: “Coming to Vincent and Jean! you both are so adorable. You’re the epitome of purity. I love you both so much. muah!” She sent a flying kiss to both and both the men’s cheeks flushed a little.
Napoleon: “Do you have something to say about me MC?” He asked her with curiosity and a little amusement dancing in his eyes.
MC: “ Well, All I can say ..is.. DON’T GO AROUND KISSING PEOPLE! I can’t.. beliieeve that ‘nightmare of Europe’ went around kissing people.. poor soldiers must have been traumatized..! “
“ I can’t believe the nerve of you all to send me to Napoleon’s room early in the morningg! *gasp* Wait !!This means that all of you have been kissed by him.. didn’t you? Hahahaaa!!” she continued laughing clutching her stomach hard.
“Do you know?! There’s a stalker in the mansion who stalks you all 24/7. And he notes it down in his ‘oh no! they didn’t ‘ notebook! It’s none other than our Seba- mmph! “ her voice suddenly came out muffled as Sebas quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.
“Wait-who is that stalker??” Dazai asked in confusion.
“It’s no one Dazai san. She’s just blabbering.” Sebas quickly replied in a stoic expression.
“Wow.. she speaks truth when she’s drunk Will..” Vincent told Shakespeare. “ She is.. After all, a drunk mind speaks a sober heart..” Shakespeare told him.
“Cherie, you must really go back to mansion now. Come, I shall escort you back home..” Comte said worriedly as he approached her.
“ NO! no comte ~ . See, I-I’m perfectly fine~. And you should stop being a mother comte. For the god’s sake, you’re a man! See, look at your reflection! You’re a handsome man! not a beautiful woman! Ditch all these.. motherly duties and enjoy yourself.~! “ She exclaimed as she turned him towards the mirror.
“And you all~! stop being such a child and stressing out poor comte! Okay?! repeat after mee! from this day forth, I shall look after myself and never stress out mama comte!”
“Do you even like us luv?” Arthur asked her with a knowing smile.
“Well, yes.. of course! Even though you all are handful.. I love you all a lot! I love you all this..much (spreading her hands on both sides)..I want to.. stay here..for..ever..”
Suddenly, she felt the world spinning and lost consciousness. But Sebastian caught her by the waist in the nick of time.
The room suddenly fell silent as the blabbering of a drunk resident stopped.
“Well well- tonight’s play was rather very interesting.. But the curtains have fallen in a very unexpected way..” Shakespeare said laughing and breaking the silence.
Sebastian gently laid her on the couch as she slept soundly. “never expected to see this side of cara.. not that I dislike it though..” Leonardo said as he laughed breezily.
“It felt so entertaining to see her talking her like this.. Though it’s not gentlemanly, I would love to invite her to drinks and make her drunk.. I want to hear those words and keep them to myself..” comte said looking at her.
“Let’s take her home and call it a day.. And let’s keep it a secret among ouselves...” Napoleon added. Everyone nodded in agreement and started towards mansion, still laughing at her words. That’s how they came to know the completely hidden side of mc that eventful night.
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i also wanted to ask you guys if my plots up until now were different or if it feels like I’m writing cliché things..how does it feel?
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can i get some GOOD headcanons on kageyama, kuroo, oikawa, and terushima drunkingly confessing time there best friend? similar to how tsukki did it in the number neighbors au 🥰🥰🥰
drunk confessions w/ kageyama, kuroo, oikawa, and terushima
— k. tobio
OK HEAR ME OUT
kags is the type to be hella emotional when he’s drunk, like full on sobbing or just being moody for no reason
it’s definitely not that bad at first, i would think he could handle his alcohol pretty well but once he get a couple shots in THAT’S when moody kags come in
with you being the designated sober for the group, you had to not drink ofc
out of everyone else in the group he’s one of the more difficult ones
near the end of the might where you had to take everyone home, you literally had to force a sobbing kageyama into the uber
“wHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO DAMN CUTE FOR?”
homie would be choking in between sobs as you literally apologize to the driver
ngl it’s kinda hilarious
drunk kags = simp kags
“y/n ur so pwetty 🥺👉🏻👈🏻”
like DEADASS HES AN ENTIRELY NEW PERSON
but if he isn’t showering you with compliments, he would be crying into your shoulder about how stressed he has been bc of volleyball
“coach said my sets are getting weird 😔😔”
and then you would sit there awkwardly laughing as you tried your best comforting him
you would run your hands through his hair and he’s literally about to self combust from the contact
by the time your uber arrives to his apartment, trying to pull him out of the car is harder than pushing him into it
his six foot one ass really be making it harder than it should be
once you do finally get him out of the car, he’s completely slumped over you and you try your best to lead him back to his place
his muscular arms strategically placed around and over your shoulders as his feet basically drag on the ground
“y/n~ where are we going?”
“back to your apartment, tobio.”
this is the part where he groans and immediately starts resisting
the thing is it doesnt last long considering he’s completely fucking drained, if anything the moment you past by the threshold into his apartment he was already halfway unconscious
your muscles strained guiding him to his bedroom to which your literally just plop him onto his bed
you sigh to yourself as you felt immediate relief on your body
after a beat or two passed to regain some strength and energy, you tug on kag’s body again to make him properly lay on the bed rather than being at the cusp of falling off
“you’re so fucking heavy, tobio.” you pull his bedsheets over him, “also don’t get out of bed or else i’ll kick you.”
honestly he looked so cute as he was in the process of passing out
“y/n?” he called out before you could leave his side
“hm?”
it was then his right hand would find yours and pull it close to him, mumbling: “you treat me so well, y/n... no wonder why i’ve been in love with you since high school.”
perhaps you ended up not leaving his side that night
— k. tetsurou
homie won’t leave you alone while you guys are out drinking
HES VERY PROTECTIVE
he literally refuses to leave your side as both of you were drinking
i would say kuroo has a pretty strong alcohol tolerance but ngl yours is stronger fr
this obviously led to kuroo getting completely shitfaced at a much quicker pace than you and when he’s drunk, it’s obvious
like REALLY obvious
he’s most definitely a giggly drunk
he probably laughs at every little thing with that obnoxious hyena laugh you love to hear so much
if there was ever a moment you two did split up, you would immediately know where he was the moment his loud ass laughs literally thundered throughout the entire bar
“excuse me, have you seen my friend? he’s tall, has black hair that look’s like a chicken’s—”
*CUE LOUDASS HYENA LAUGH FROM ACROSS THE BAR*
“oop- nevermind”
you were literally on your way to fetch him as it was getting super late and the both of you needed to go home when you saw him stumbling farther away from you
“kuroo! where the hell are you going?” you would shout over the loud conversating crowds and music
he ultimately didn’t hear you as he continued walking towards the bar
you grumbled as your eyes stay locked on his large figure to which he starts climbing a bar stool
“oh my fucking god—kuroo!!”
this dude literally CLIMBS ONTO THE BAR
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!” he yells over the large crowd, everyone’s attention is on him and you were immediately struck with second-hand embarrassment
“MAY I HAVE YOU ATTENTION PLEASE! I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT I AM LITERALY HEAD OVER HEELS FOR MY FRIEND Y/N!!”
when i tell you were wanted to drop dead then and there
your eyes widened in shock, your mouth parted, and you stood there completely paralyzed as kuroo points you out in the crowd
everyone surounding you turn towards your figure and your cheeks immediately flushed a bright red and your heart suddenly beating a thousand beats per minute
“IVE LIKED YOU FOR AGES.” kuroo continues, “AND I JUST WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU FELT THE SAME”
silence filled the club like a wet blanket as you nervously chuckle
this was so awkward like it’s not even funny
“well?” a random guy from across the bar shouted
you purse your lips, “if i say yes, would you get off the bar and take me out on a real date?”
the biggest smile melted upon kuroo’s lips as he laughs
he jumps off the bar and practically cuts through the crowd just to pull you into the tightest hug you’ve ever received
“god, you’re so drunk.”
“it was my only way of getting myself to finally say it.”
— o. tooru
if you think this boy has attitude when he’s sober just wait until he’s drunk
like literally he’s so mfing sassy and for what reason ??
i dont even think this boy drinks that much let alone has a high tolerance of alcohol
oikawa’s a lightweight (i said what i said 😤)
literally if he downs anything more than three shots, he’s a literal goner
not to mention HES ABSOLUTELY WILD
drunk oikawa — the wild, sassy one
i’d say he’s pretty loud, but def not as loud or confident enough like kuroo to stand on a mfing bar and confess his love
nah, if anything, oikawa’s more rowdy when it’s a party at someone else’s house
he knows to keep himself in check if he’s drinking in public (like he knows from experience and almost got arrested one time for public indecency but it izz what it izz)
so he practically learned to control himself, but if it’s a house party ??
GIRL, YOU GOT A WHOLE STORM COMIN
knowing that it’s at a friend’s house, especially if it’s your house, he’s letting himself get completely loose
he knows you’ll take care of him anyway
throughout the night he’s literally messing around with friends, maybe a game of beer pong would usually get him drunk
put once the party’s over, he would usually be the last one to leave as he was left on your couch passed out
you didn’t even notice he was there until he started snoring
you couldn’t help but laugh at his adorable unconscious state, it was almost as if you wanted to leave him be, but you knew he had to get back home
so you stroll towards his slumped figure on the couch and kneeled on the ground
his cheek was pressed up again one of the cushions and he was dribbling a bit of saliva but you ultimately chose to ignore it
“oikawa,” you muttered as you rubbed his shoulder and shook it
he wouldn’t really respond for the first few times, but after repeating his name after a while, he would start to stir
he would groan and could barely open his eyes
half-lidded, a smile forms on his lips at the mere sight of you
“hey there gorgeous.” he slurrs through his teeth as he continued to stir
“c’mon, get up you gotta get up and go home. i called an uber for you.”
you tried helping him get up, but he just plops down again
“why can’t i stay wit you?”
“cause you don’t live here.”
“i would if we were together.”
your brows furrow in confusion, “what do you mean?”
“i always wanted to live with someone i really liked... and that’s you.” his words were almost incoherent how slurred they were through his drunkened state
“you like me?” you asked just to reassure what he mumbled was truly what you heard
he nods as you brush his tangled jungle of hair out of his face
there was a deep onset of crimson blush that appeared on your cheeks as he did so, your heart beat quickening it’s speed as you sighed in contrnt
“you act like i didn’t know this whole time. you’re quite obvious about your feelings, oikawa.”
— t. yuuji
you and terushima were club regulars
each weekend you were out with him club and bar hopping just for the fun of it
but lately, the more often you do things the more desensitized and bored you get of the same activities over and over again
you and terushima sat in both of your car ready to drive to downtown where all the clubs were when you both lazily sighed
“i’m not really in the mood for loud music and socializing.” you would confess, ready to perhaps hear terushima’s jests of you being a party pooper
but instead he sighs and agrees to your surprise as he’s typically the one dragging you to these places anyway
“same,” he mutters. “i think i’d just hangout with you tonight.”
there was a slight tone in his voice as he peaked at you that you couldnt exactly pinpoint as if you were waiting for the catch
“i still wanna drink though.” he added, there it was
“good call”
from then on you stopped by a convinient store where you and terushima buy the cheapest six pack of canned beer
in the end alcohol was alcohol and you both didnt care about the quality
this was the only case in which you had a lower tolerance than terushima as he could literally handle the strongest of liquors and still act sober
it’s kinda scary as sometimes you can never tell whether or not he’s actually drunk
but as he is a sober drunk, the only way you can tell that he’s absolutely blasted is that he becomes brutally honest with you
that brutal honesty sometimes comes with a childish offhanded joke that you would roll your eyes to
not to mention he sometimes becomes a bit of a perv too
“your ass looks better in the dress you wore last weekend” was one example
and because you both wanted some quiet for once on a late saturday night, you drove all the way to the park where it was quiet enough for you two to relax
terushima had held your hand to help you walk up the steep hill to the top of the park in which oversees a great view of tokyo
with it’s pretty city lights shining upon you two, you and terushima settle yourselves on a bench and crack open your beers
you and him cheers as you two silently sipped at the alcohol
by the time both of you were in your third can of beer, it was obvious terushima was completely wasted
“not gonna lie,” oh here it comes, “your driving sucks.”
you couldn’t help but laugh at his honesty
a laugh that he likes so much, it sounded like heaven to his ears and he wanted to make you laugh again and again
“i mean, you’re the one whose making me drive you everywhere all the time.”
he scoffs, humming in response as his half-lidded eyes flickered towards you, admiring how the moonlight reflected upon your face as you breathed in the sky
“you’re so beautiful,” he practically whispers.
“hmm?” you turn towars him with you eyes coated in honey
god he was in deep
“i like you.”
it honestly shocked you at first as your eyes widened into saucers
it was straight and brutally honest confession
just how you like it
#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu scenarios#haikyuu headcanons#kageyama x reader#kageyama headcanons#kageyama tobio#kuroo tetsurō#kuroo x reader#kuroo headcanons#oikawa tooru#oikawa x reader#oikawa headcanons#terushima yuuji#terushima x reader#terushima headcanons
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anonymous asked: can we get a bakugou fluff based on the song hug all ur friends by cavetwon
pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader
warning: bakugou has high anxiety, cussing, fluff
word count: 4,000
a/n: so I listened to the 1 hour loop to this song when writing it LMAO, I think its one of my better pieces ive written, but I guess that’s also for you to decide!!!!!! enjoy!!!!
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Bakugou Katsuki was someone who had no guilt in admitting that he cared about himself first and foremost. Bakugou Katsuki never imagined a day would come where he would find himself interested in someone-- especially in a romantic setting.
Romance and Bakugou, to him it seemed like mixing oil and water. Impractical and impossible.
Bakugou was hard, rough, and explosive.
Romance was soft, tender, and weakening.
So for the life of him, Bakugou could not understand why on god you were consuming his thoughts. Why did you have him wrapped around your fingers despite you only being his best friend? What the hell was wrong with him?!
Bakugou stared at you from the distance, his eyes were warm, his face soft, and the book in his hands long forgotten.
You were a force, this overwhelming energy that he could not figure out.
You weren’t like Kirishima who gained his friendship through mutual respect and trust in each other’s strengths. You weren’t like Sero or Mina who he came to see as friends after he used them for their quirks two years ago. You weren’t like Kaminari who he saw as a friend because Kirishima came as this unknown package deal.
You were soft, tender, and in no way were you weak, but Bakugou couldn’t think of any other word to describe you but weak.
It made no sense as to how you two became friends. The two of you had spoken once! Then you landed a punch on his jaw so strong that he needed to go to Recovery Girl and you cried for hours afterward. Bakugou thought it was dumb that you were apologizing so he yelled at you for being stupid. Seconds later you two were friends.
“Bakasuki, it’s way past your bedtime!” You screamed as you looked up from your phone. Your eyes red with tiredness and irritation still shone as you made eye contact. The impressed grin on your face as strong as if it was midday. “It’s midnight?!”
Bakugou felt his face cement over again. It was an involuntary action as you rambled off about how the big softie Bakugou Katsuki was awake at 'crackhead' hours. As you got up and walked over to Bakugou, he felt his hardened features melt as you took a stance in front of him.
“I bet you’re staying up because of me, come on, admit that you like me.”
Your words are teasing of course, yet Bakugou’s heart clenches at the truth of your words. Bakugou one year ago had begun staying awake past nine because of you. You were always active at night! You told new stories that Bakugou wanted to hear at a late hour, and Bakugou soon found himself staying up.
Ten at night turned to eleven, eleven became twelve, and then Bakugou was up until two in the morning because of you. He never complained about it, and he never dared to tell you or anyone about it. Bakugou took every teasing you gave, and you teased him about him staying up every night even if it was a year later.
“Trust me, if I was staying up because of you I would fucking hate myself,” Bakugou lies as you laugh. “Don’t think you’re fucking special because I tolerate you.”
His words were harsh to the average ear, but to the trained ear, to your ear, it was as if he nudged you playfully.
“Sure you old grump,” you wink as you stick out your hand. “Iida said it’s my turn with the Disney+, wanna go watch with me?”
“As long as you don’t make me watch something fucking horrible,” Bakugou grunts as he takes your hand.
He would watch the sappiest of movies and the weirdest of shows if it meant that you’d snuggle into his side. His favorite memories have you at his left. These memories also included you between his legs as you laughed hysterically at the horrible and childish jokes. It also didn’t matter how many times you watched the same movie, you always ramble as if it was your first time viewing it.
“I’m thinking Lilo and Stitch,” you let him into your thoughts as you begin walking towards the staircase. His hand is still locked with yours. “I think I can be Lilo, and you can be Stitch! You two have very similar personalities!”
“Like hell I’m anything like that fucking animal!”
“I didn’t even need to goad you into a reaction!”
“Shut up dumbass…”
“If I ever stopped talking to you, you would go insane! So careful what you wish for!”
“I wish you would shut up…”
Bakugou watched as your lips pressed flat together. A faux annoyed expression on your face and you dropped his hand.
It may have embarrassed Bakugou to admit what he did next, but it took him five seconds to crack under your cold shoulder. He threw you over his shoulder as he walked to your room. Your squealing exclamations were loud as he held your lower thigh.
“See I told you--”
“Shut the fuck up, shitty woman!”
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Your loud groan rang in Bakugou’s ears and his eyebrow twitched as he once again looked at your slumped figure. It was the second to last set of finals you guys would be taking as hero students. Three years later, you were nearing the final countdown to graduation! But that meant finals.
Bakugou had managed to stay within the top three of his class all three years. So he felt decent in where he was in class ranking right now. He has ranked third right now after all, but you ranked fifteenth. A feat that he had zero idea about how it came to be considering how smart you were. You had a sharp mind, a witty sense of humor, and a deadly tongue! Yet you were barely outperforming the rest of his idiot friends. You were one of the few people who could beat him in a verbal challenge! But when it came to pencil and paper tests, you stumbled hard.
“Would you stop fucking groaning?! You’re not getting anything done except getting on my goddamn nerves!”
“WELL!” You immediately yelled back, your nose stuck to the sky as you tossed your pencil away. “I don’t know actually! I screamed well because I live for the dramatics!" Bakugou groaned as you laugh. "Okay, but this all makes sense to me now! It's... I’ve realized I become an idiot whenever I try doing it on the exams.”
“It’s because you are an idiot.”
“Wow, thanks,” you complain as you slam your forehead against your math textbook. You shot back up gasping loudly. “OH SHIT! Bakugou you solved all my problems! This entire time I’ve been an idiot! I’ll tell Deku to give me some smart people juice tomorrow morning, obviously, I’ve been sipping the idiot juice.”
“Hah? Fucking hell -- do you ever shut up and wait for me to finish what I’m saying?!”
“Bakasuki, there was a period at the end of that sentence! Or let me guess what you’d say next!”
“Don’t fucking guess--”
“‘Oi, shitty woman, I’m Baku-hoe Kat-sucky, and you better get your head outta your asshole! Maybe if you weren’t always on your goddamn phone you wouldn’t be failing’!” Your voice had lowered multiple octaves to the point where you sounded like you smoked every day. Bakugou watched as your face contorted into a mock scowl, your nose stuck into the air as your arms folded across your chest. “‘I’m the alpha nerd here, so you have to fucking listen to me, you damn fucking nerd ass shitty woman!’”
Bakugou remained silent as you erupted in giggles, your eyes beaming with joy as you looked at him.
“I don’t fucking cuss, shitty woman,” Bakugou retorted. He knew it was a lie but the way your eyes expanded four times their size and how you pressed your face into his shoulder was worth the lie.
“You don’t cuss?! Wow, suddenly my name isn’t y/n!”
“Hm, well I was going to point out that you probably have some form of testing anxiety, but since you’re Miss. Fucking-Know-It-All…”
“There’s no way I’m eighteen and don’t know that about me!”
“Well, you didn’t fucking know you loved chocolate caramels until this last month either.”
This launched you into another tangent. Your conversation skills always gave Bakugou whiplash! You talked about everything you could and right now it was about what you loved. It should have annoyed Bakugou, he knew that! But while you rambled about how you loved seeing oversized dogs in bags, he realized that he loved knowing more about you.
How he would kill for the chance to pull you close, he knew that if he did you would hug him without a blink of an eye. Bakugou knew if he attempted to feel your warmth you’d overwhelm him forever and he wasn’t sure if that was something he wanted. Did he want you? Did he actually love you or was it just the chemistry in his brain is dumb. He wasn’t sure what he wanted as you showcased your favorite pencil.
“Do you have something you love, ‘suki?”
You.
“No, I don’t fucking love anything. The hell is love good for?”
“Don’t you worry about what people think about you when you can’t answer a question on something you love?”
The only opinion he cares about is yours.
“They don’t need to fucking care about what I love, how the hell does that make me a reliable pro hero?! Gossip and tabloids and interviews are bullshit. How is me smiling and being nice in front of a camera going to prove anything?”
Bakugou’s eyes widened as you wrapped your arms around him drawing him into a tight embrace. His eyes blinked rapidly as he felt frozen. His hands are frozen at his side as you pressed into him. You were making him dizzy. His heart pounded so loudly in his ears that he feared you could hear it as you pressed your lips to his ear.
“Sometimes you just have to hug people, let them know that you’re not letting go. Being kind and offering a hand, even if it kills your feral vibes, gives them a reason to love you and trust them. Trust is important, you know that, dummy. Hugging them is a small promise of not letting go.”
His breathing stilled as you pulled away. Your hair fell in your face and you sucked everything out of him as you smiled softly. But who would Bakugou Katsuki be if he didn’t have something back to say?
“I’m not fucking hugging any of those damn extras out there!”
“It was a FIGURE OF SPEECH, BAKAGOU!”
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“Rise and shine, grumpy old man!” Your voice rang as bright sunshine shone through Bakugou’s room.
“Fucking hell, y/n! Shut my goddamn shutters!”
“It is past noon, and I am here to make sure you are in fact alive!”
“Shitty woman, please close the damn shutters… I got in three hours ago and I want to fucking sleep in.”
The shutters closed immediately and guilt hung heavy in your voice as you said, “Wait you got in at nine?! You got called out of class early, too!”
Bakugou who had been sitting up now, glowering at your form fell back onto his mattress without a word. Unfortunately, it seemed that you weren’t quite done with him.
“Why the hell are you still in my room?”
“...can I nap with you?”
“Hah?”
“I was out from five in the morning until a few minutes ago! I just… want to cuddle, but if you don’t want to that’s totally cool!”
“You’re so goddamn annoying,” he nearly growls. It wasn’t necessarily directed at you, but instead himself. He was going to let you obviously, but how much longer could he do this uncaring act? How he hadn’t just slammed your oblivious ass against a door to kiss the soul out of you was beyond him. “Get in.”
A loud squeal emitted from your throat as Bakugou felt your figure snuggling into his chest. Your body was cold against his, and he resisted the urge to shiver as you wrapped his arm around you.
“I never fucking said you were allowed to cuddle.”
“Oh please, you were going to latch onto me at some point, might as well do it now instead of waking up to it and freaking out.”
“You’re fucking annoying.”
“Shh, I’m trying to nap.”
Bakugou snorted but nonetheless brought you in closer as he too closed his eyes. He ended up falling asleep with you in his arms. It wasn’t until he woke up did he realize that today was to be your friend's date. Something you had been persistent in having. But as you too woke up at half-past seven p.m., the both of you agreed that the nap was way better than going out.
That is until Kaminari sent a picture of Bakugou and you cuddling to the group chat. But then again, Bakugou may or may not have saved it as his home screen.
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4:48 a.m.
Bakugou’s eyes focused on the neon red numbers that illuminated across his bed. His alarm was positioned as such so he would be forced to get up to turn it off in the morning.
His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as everything turned blurry.
4:49 a.m.
His eyes closed and he was suddenly back in Kamino two years ago.
His body felt dirty, sticky, unclean.
His mouth tainted with the taste of copper. His teeth gritting together as he saw All Might fighting in front of him.
It was hard to fight with his sweat-soaked and stiff clothes. All he knew was those bastards turned from wanting to convert him to wanting him dead. He remembers stumbling and seeing your frantic eyes in the corner of his vision. He didn't know you well back then, so it confused him, at least before a yell from Kirishima took his attention away.
It was the first actual memory he had of you, and yet it intertwined with his memory of All Might’s downfall. A downfall that could have been prevented if he had just been fucking better. If he had been a better hero maybe he wouldn’t have been caught. If he had been a better person maybe he would never have been targeted in the first place. It didn’t matter how many different ways he ran through his memories, it always ended up being his fault.
The fight with Deku had helped relieve the surface tension. All Might saying it wasn’t his fault barely made an impact on the guilt demon that ate away at his inner thoughts.
Simply told, tonight was a bad night. Nothing he did could drive away the guilt demon.
You were the one who made him strong but you were out on a mission for your hero work. You were being a hero to people who needed you, yet Bakugou wanted you to be his hero right now…
His anxiety crawled down his spine. His mind swimming back to the image of All Might's defeated form, and it kept reeling in his mind. His palms sweated profusely, but at this point, he had no idea if it was from his anxiety or from his quirk.
It burned to breathe and he wanted to go for a run, but he knew he shouldn’t. So he stood up out of bed choosing to walk down to the kitchen.
4:57 a.m., the clock read as the door shut behind him.
He felt dizzy as he walked down the hallway, his heart racing as he went down the staircase.
The lights were on and it made his eyes hurt as he opened the door for the ground floor.
“‘Suki?” A tired voice whispered as Bakugou stared up.
It was you.
Your uniform looked rumpled and dirty. Your tie wasn’t done and your hair was a mess as you yawn, your hand rubbing your eye as you waved at him. Bakugou saw the bandage on your neck and cheek and he pointed at them.
“Some dumbass with a--” you stifle a yawn as you shake your head. “Fucking vampire quirk! If he bit you, and consumed your blood, you would be entranced with him! Can you believe that!”
Bakugou snorted as you showed him the bruised mark on your neck.
“Thing is, he doesn’t have fangs, his teeth were super dull, so now I look like I had sex!”
“Can’t have people thinking that huh?”
“Nah... now, you gonna tell me what’s wrong?”
Bakugou knew better than to lie to you, but he couldn’t help it, you needed to sleep.
“Nothing, I needed water.”
“I’m sure you are,” you nod your head as you adjust your backpack. “But that doesn’t explain why there’s tears in your eyes and on your cheeks.”
His eyes widened as he felt the wet stains on his face, he was indeed crying.
“I don’t really wanna talk about it,” he grumbled as his hands shoved into his sweats.
“That’s okay,” you smile as you take a few steps forward. “Can I give you a hug?”
It takes everything in him not to scream at you to hug him, so instead, he turns his head and nods curtly. Your arms are wrapped around him immediately as he feels himself shrinking into your hold. You were safe, you were warm, and you made him weak.
It was at that moment that Bakugou Katsuki noticed that he completely and utterly was in love with you.
As he went through these thoughts you grabbed his hand and led him upstairs, “I’ll get you your water, but you need to rest.”
“Shitty woman, I can take care of myself,” Bakugou breathed as he didn’t resist you taking him to his room. “Besides we have class tomorrow, you need more sleep than I do.”
He watches as you shrug as you open his room door.
“Maybe so, but I’m a Hero and you’re someone in need of a savior!” you chirped as your lips pressed softly onto his cheek as you sat him in bed. “I’ll be right back, lay down please!”
He nodded dumbly as you left, his cheeks burning as the door closed.
It felt like no time had passed as you soon returned with a cup of water, “Now drink! Crying is good for the soul, but it dehydrates you so much.”
“Tch, idiot, don’t say that like you cry all the time,” Bakugou grumbles as he chugs the water down.
Your fingers take the glass from him and place it onto the desk, your shoulders bouncing as you sigh one last time. “Well, I should go to bed, I may not need beauty sleep, but even three hours of sleep can make me ugly.”
“Sleep here,” Bakugou found himself mumbling as you were by the door. “You can take a shirt, I just… please, just fucking sleep here with me?”
Bakugou expected teasing, he expected you to laugh it off and say he was dumb and crazy. What he didn’t expect was for you to grab his skull t-shirt and strip your clothes off in his bathroom.
He stilled as you crawled into bed with him, your body curling into his as you held him near.
“Goodnight, ‘suki,” you whispered.
His arms wrapped tightly around you, a sharp intake of air went through your nose.
“Thank you,” he whispered. “Thank you, y/n.”
“You’re welcome…”
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You smile while wiping away tears that formed in your eyes.
Tears streamed uncontrollably down your face as you taped up the last box with writing that read: Y/N PICTURES.
It was moving out day, you had done it, you graduated.
“Y/l/n-chan!! Stop crying and c-come take a p-p-picture with us!” Mina wailed as she too was crying uncontrollably.
The common room was fill of every one of your classmates, tears were in everyone's eyes as boxes scattered near the entrance. It was over. Three years of heaven and hell were gone and even though everyone would still be seeing everyone again (you all were working in the same general areas after all), tears wouldn’t stop.
Multiple times you brushed away tears as twenty-one of you stood for class pictures.
Class pictures became friend group pictures, friend group pictures became trios and duo pictures.
Everyone was crying and everyone was laughing too. It was as if you were never going to see anyone again and the tears wouldn’t stop.
I love you’s were exchanged, promises of not forgetting who each other were as you would all become stars, and plans on monthly meetups because you were family. It was too much, it was too sentimental, and you were ready to leave.
“I hate to do this to you all, but it’s time to go,” Aizawa lulled over the roar of your classes chatter.
For the first time, his words were useless as you all took a photo with him, much to your homeroom teachers' secret enjoyment.
But now it was time to go.
You gave a one-armed hug to Mineta as he bounded out of the door. He had somewhat had drunk respect-women juice and was now tolerable. But the nightmares forever remained.
Then Koda, Aoyama, Shoji, Ojiro, Tokoyami, and Sato were done swiftly yet deeply. They all said kind words and promises to keep in touch as they left.
Then it was Iida, Todoroki, and Midoriya. The group of boys embraced you tightly as Iida told you and Midoriya to stop crying. It only strengthening your tears as Todoroki patted your back softly.
Then it was Mina, Momo, Jirou, Tsu, Uraraka, and Hagakure. The girl group and the reason why this class felt like family so quickly made you cry harder as you all lost it. Hugs were tight, hugs lasted minutes long as you all shouted over each other. This was not goodbye, just a see you later.
Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, Mina, and Jirou once again met you for a tight embrace. The dubbed Bakusquad because Bakugou was the loudest one in the group, but you all knew that if the group never held Kirishima it would never work. Bakusquad was truly Kirisquad and you excitedly talked about how you were all going to karaoke on Sunday.
A gentle cough broke you from Sero’s embrace and you turned to the last person who you hadn’t hugged yet.
Bakugou didn’t look at you as he sighed, his shoulder slumping as he looked at you. Your lips quirked as your heart raced at his red-tinged eyes, he had cried too.
“We’ll see you guys later!” Kaminari yelled as the boxes in the now empty common room belonged to you.
“We’re still on for tonight?” Bakugou asked as his finger brushed the wet trails that stained your cheeks.
“Have I ever ditched you or stood you up?”
“You could have made plans in your crying hysteria, it’s been done before.”
His words are teasing and you laugh as you launch yourself into his arms. Your arms wrap around his neck as his rest around your waist.
“I don’t know why you weren’t interested in having a spa day with the girls!” You teased as you bit your lower lip.
“Too much gossip about dicks,” Bakugou rolled his eyes as he squeezed you tightly.
“It’s a good thing you didn’t go, I wouldn’t have wanted you to see me talking about my dick of a boyfriend,” you whisper as his eyes shine brilliantly.
“Hah? You’re really gonna fucking--”
Bakugou never got to finish that sentence as your lips pressed against his and his mind went weak as he kissed you back.
You were the undoing of Bakugou Katsuki.
You made him weak, yet he’s never felt stronger.
#bakugou x reader#bakugou imagine#bakugou katsuki x reader#katsuki bakugou x reader#bakugou katsuki#bakugou fluff#bnha writing blog#bnha#bnha x reader#bnha bakugou#mha#mha x reader#mha imagines#mha bakugou
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OH SPEAKING OF TRANS THINGS fun fact there are potions of Trans Your Gender in the ehlverse and nimbus took one a few years back to lower his voice and magically start T. andy did it when her puberty started so she could have lil boobs. typha did it for magic bottom surgery and also hormones. ember WOULD do it but they’re so wildly genderfluid theyd just be constantly using Shifting potions to align with their gender of the minute and they actually do not care that much about others’ perception of them. also the potions would be expensive if they did that much. star was a natural shifter and not only turned into a bird regularly but she also gave herself magic gender reassignment. marika is a natural shifter and she gave herself magic bottom surgery as well as turning into a literal tiger to kill her transphobic dad
the potions are basically just potions of Greater Shifting so that the user can change parts of themselves while using it and then stay that way. (potions of Lesser Shifting are what you would use to become like. a dragon. turn back before it wears off tho or ur just Stuck like That.) they’re pretty available and once you take it all changes are up to you, you can take multiple to revert or adjust different things if you change your mind or want to experience Gender differently on occasion.
the one downside to these is that Shifting in itself is Painful even for a natural shifter so as an unpracticed non-shifter you’ll usually do the changes and have to be on bed rest for a few days because it hurts real bad and/or take it one short-lived dose at a time if your pain tolerance is low. BUT the changes stick once the potion wears off <3
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Dark Side Of The Rising Sun Part 1
Yo what’s up!
After the success of my previous post, I’ve decided to bring a follow up where I talk about the many dysfunctions and issues facing Japan that I’ve learned in my research. Detective Conan often shows the criminal justice system of Japan in a positive light while in reality it has many issues due to the culture.
Now let me make this clear: Japan has many great things about itself that should never be ignored. However, these are real flaws that have or need to be addressed with many Japanese also recognizing them as problems.
Now I had to split this into parts as this is rather ungainly to put it all at once. If you have any questions please ask and I’ll do my best to answer them.
Suicide
Japan has one of the highest suicide rates in the world with about 15.2 deaths per 100,000 people.
This is due to many factors such as Suicide not being considered a sin as well as historical connotations of it being a honorable way to go.
It is also considered a act of revenge, apology, and protest.
It is mostly caused today by factors such as unemployment, alienation and intense social pressure.
Japanese society is overall tolerant of Suicide but this is changing in recent times.
Another factor is the need for acceptance over individuality.
People with mental illness are often discriminated against, stopping potential help.
Internet Suicide Clubs where anonymous people make/plan suicide pacts and commit group suicide are a major issue.
If you kill yourself via Shinkansen, your family will be fined heavily. It is also the cause of half of the train delays and referred to as a human incident.
Tall buildings have mandatory suicide fences to prevent people from jumping off. When they succeed, they take off their shoes before hand.
It is common for suicidal people to take insurance policies and wait a year or two to go through with it so their families would be okay.
Ikka Shinju or family suicides are when the entire family kills themselves together due to Asian views of the family. When the parents kill their children before themselves, this is called Muri-Shinju or murder suicides.
Oyaku Shinju or parent-child suicide are where a single parent kill their children along with themselves.
Drownings, overdoses, hangings, and jumping off places are the most common form of suicide.
Judiciary
Traditionally, the judge is hated more then the lawyer is in the west as the Judge is often viewed as a symbol of the Japanese nobility judging the common man.
If you are sent to trial, you are certain to be convicted regardless of innocence due to the countries 99% conviction rate. (Really makes Eri’s work more awesome and badass doesn’t it?)
The Japanese supreme court is one of the most conservative in the world, rarely ruling against issues that are blatantly unconstitutional and anti human rights. As a result, one of the more positive proposals for amendments of the Constitution is the creation of a separate Constitutional Court.
If you are sent to death row, you will never be told in advance when you are going to die.
Culturally, once arrested the person is automatically considered guilty.
Police are often reluctant to overturn convictions as they insist that only guilty are arrested and convicted.
The law when a child is considered criminally responsible is 14.
Judges are often pressured into making convictions as their careers are negatively affected by a not guilty verdict.
Prosecutors are given the choice not to pursue a case regardless of sufficient evidence.
Prisoners in Japan, while somewhat treated better then much of the world due to it’s focus on rehabilitation instead of punishment, have to follow strict military style regulations from minor things such as being forced to fold the bed, or to wash your face to more draconian measures such being beaten if you don’t march or sit the wrong way.
In turn, many have inadequate access to medical care as they don’t have many options for their healthcare.
It can take months or years before you are tried, meaning that a right to a speedy trial is completely nonexistent.
“Periods of reflection” where inmates are forced to be handcuffed, gagged and placed in solitary, are often not recorded by the warden.
Foreigners are forced to speak and write in Japanese.
Drug Use
It is considered vastly socially unacceptable to do narcotics in Japan.
Most drug addicts are even considered to be not human.
If a celebrity is caught doing drugs, his career is automatically fucked and he is blacklisted from the industry, as well as erased from current projects.
The most commonly sold drug is methamphetamine. This started after World War II due to Meth being legal for soldiers to consume in order to stay up late on petrol as well as from occupying Americans. After the was, it became a huge epidemic for 12 years.
Marijuana use has risen among youth. Despite it having little danger as well as medicinal uses, it is widely considered evil, with the law having no tolerance.
Overall, Japan has little drug use compared to the rest of the world due to the cultural taboo and strict laws. However, there are signs that it is being vastly under counted,
Most illicit drugs are imported from Taiwan and South Korea due to it being near impossible to grow it natively but it is becoming increasingly hard to do so.
Drugs overdoses are criminally under diagnosed.
Epidemics often occur due to low periods of economic growth and recessions. (Examples include the postwar period, the 70′s, and the Lost Decade after the Bubble Economy burst in 1989)
It is common for your family or doctor to call the police once you admit there is a problem. Then you are forced to take a urine sample and if it tests positive you are immediately arrested.
A lot of doctors open pharmacies to add to their income. As a result, many oversubscribe prescription drugs.
Hypocritically, Alcoholism is completely tolerated and not treated as a addiction due to alcohol being considering purifying in Shinto, a cure, and Japan having a intense drinking culture.
Child Abuse
For the most part, physical child abuse is considered a private issue and often ignored. While things are slowly getting better, Japan still has a long way to go. (Imagine if Kogoro did what he did to Conan in the west. Child services would be on him like a fly swatter.)
Child services often return the children to their parents even if they say their abusing them as the counseling centers need the parents to admit to their abuse.
It is a complete myth that Japan’s age of consent is 13. That is only the lowest one could set it. Most prefectures are set at 16 or higher. In turn, child molestation of those under 12 is heavily punished. However while vaginal rape of children is illegal, basically just about everything else as long as it’s statutory is basically alright.
Enjo Kosai or compensated dating is the practice of Teenage Girls to go on dates with older men in exchange for money and gifts. While not necessarily always leading to prostitution is treated as such and the girls are often blamed if they are hurt in the process.
Child sex trafficking of migrants is a serious issue and they are often treated as criminals and sent home without counseling.
Adoption of children is rare and frowned upon so many of them have to gro up in centers.
Children of unmarried couples are discriminated against due to the violation of the traditional Ie system and do not have the same protections or privileges of married couples because of its Koseki system.
Men are not obligated to pay child support and it’s near impossible to get them to legally as they can simply hide their finances by not telling them. Plus only one person can be named on the custody sheet.
Child Pornography was effectively decriminalized until 2014. No seriously.
Sexual Harassment/Assault
Domestic violence victims are disabused from coming forward due to the idea of bringing shame to their family.
Stalking cases are rarely taken seriously by the police
OH THERE”S WAY MORE BUT THIS LIST IS DARK ENOUGH SO LET”S SAVE THIS FOR A LATER DATE.
Working Conditions
Idols are heavily exploited and forced to follow strict rules such as having no social life, banned from having a boyfriend, etc. This is because they are supposed to sell a image of innocence and be there exclusively for their fans.
Anime creators are often forced to work long hours with little pay. This has resulted in a slump in the industry with very few new hires so they are forced to rely on the older animators whose health may fail sooner rather then later.
Funds are rarely given to films with artistic intent or that are political in nature, resulting the film industry suffering compared to the more internationally regarded South Korea.
Police Corruption
Until recently, Japanese police would work with organized crime to lower crime. The only reason they stopped was not out of concern for the everyday citizen but because they were embarrassed by the Yakuza when they began to show up more publically.
The media is often laughably compliant to the police, with they rarely offering a critical lens.
Police have undue influence on the Pachiko industry, with many retired officers being hired as muscle and for advice.
It is quite common for officers to embezzle from their slush funds.
In a effort to cover up crime, police often refuse to investigate mysterious or suspicious deaths, preferring to label them as accidents or suicide.
Police are often anti migrant and sexist to a fault.
It is neigh impossible to get a wiretap going due to rigid privacy laws.
Even the police can’t fire weapons as you need approval to even loose your gun so many officers have never fired a bullet.
Government Incompetence/Corruption
Voter Apathy is super high, with many elections having hilariously low turnout.
Many politicians have Yakuza connections, with the gang members serving as bodyguards and canvassing for votes.
Votes in the countryside are worth two compared to urban ones.
A lot of politicians are completely out of touch and constantly have to resign for gaffes (racism, sexism, historical revisionism, etc.)
Political acts are based on group consensus so it can take a long time to get meaningful reform done.
Criticism and debate is ironically frowned upon, with open criticism within a party being effectively banned.
Cronyism is common. While for the most part Japanese politics is based on expertise, many politicians are awarded ministries based on their support for the leader.
The NHK (Japanese version of the BBC) is largely neutral and free but the current Japanese government can dictate what it is to focus on temporarily.
Press Clubs are often given exclusive access to interviews and information from the government, so they get biased preferential treatment.
Okay I guess the point of this list is to bring attention to these issues and expand the opportunities of where to go when it comes to dark DC fanfiction. Don’t worry, here’s a cute Conan to make you smile!
#detective conan#shinran#ran mouri#Sato Miwako#Takagi Wataru#Mouri Kogoro#Eri Kisaki#drug mention#alcohlism#police corruption#political corruption#child abuse#suicidal#midnight thoughts#japan#conan edogawa
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FIRST IMPRESSIONS // MIMI'S FAVES
amihan's note: this is just self-indulge i can't get enough of them 😭 i got this random idea wherein i showed my mom + friends the following pictures of my faves and what are their first impressions. i may also include some first meeting w/ my mom scenarios and more of what i think they will interpret them as. modern au of course, happy reading!
lil side note: my friend questioned me after sending all these pics, she was like "mimi u do realize these r lines" but ma'am u don't understand they r attractive lines!
info; aunt is what u call ur close friend's mother. mano is a sign of respect/greeting to elderly wherein you take their hand and bring it to your forehead i honestly don't know how to explain it
✨ jjk masterlist ✨
self insert, it's mimi x her faves!
-gojo satoru
mom said he reminds her of someone from slam dunk because of the art style, kinda brings back memories for her
most likely to be part of a cult
++ will invite u to join (i swear my friends r something)
yandere vibes
as i quote from my friend "cross my fingers, hope to die"
he will get along with my group of friends i swear
ngl, i'm 100% sure that gojo flirted with one of my friend before
gojo and mimi are gonna meet her group of friends for the first time, "shit" he curses under his breath, mimi turns her head to him and slightly tilted her head to the side "what?" gojo takes a deep breath before saying it in one breath "i may or may not have flirted with one of your friends before"
mimi was about to ask him to repeat again when she heard her friend "satoru?!" gojo gave a sheepish smile "heyyyy" he slowly distances himself with mimi afraid of her "oh let me guess, you're one of the victims?" mimi excitedly pipes in while laughing, her friend laughs along with her while shrugging "you think im surprised anymore you hoe?" mimi teased patting gojo's arm
he's the type to join in on our pamper night, i just see it clearly. also my mom tolerating his childishness
mimi and her mom are having one of their pamper night after having a long week, mimi was applying the mask on her face carefully while humming a tune. gojo who just got in their house saw the bond between the two "auntieee~ i want one too!" he whined while pointing at the masks.
"come here sato" mimi's mom coos at him, clearly babying the man. mimi crosses her arms finished with her mask looking at her so-called man with a smile adoring her lips "you know i wonder sometimes if i got myself a man or a child" gojo let out a dramatic gasp "auntie she's bullying me" mimi's mom played along and playfully glare at her, mimi giggles at this "also shut up you love me~" gojo added.
-okkotsu yuta
that guy who laughs at uncertain situations (if u only know what he's really like ✋)
class clown
softboi (yes he is ma'am!)
happy go lucky
lowkey yandere vibes
i feel like my friends already loves him because they were the one who introduced him
mimi and her friends are hanging out at their usual bench chatting away until one of them noticed the small group of guys passing by. "hey!" one of her friend shouted waving her hand before gesturing for them to come over.
they soon arrived where mimi and her friends are, a young boy with a sweet smile caught mimi's eyes. she gulps looking back to her friend who's introducing the group, "and he's yuta" she finishes with her arm around yuta her other hand giving his chest little pats. mimi nod to herself trying not to forget his name.
definitely met my mom before, helping her with her grocery or something. mom took a liking of him because he's kind and polite
yuta knocks on the door nervously chewing his bottom lip, mimi opened the door and smiles at him, the raven head returning it with shaky breath "come in" yuta politely comes in and to his surprise saw a familiar face "oh you're that sweet boy" mimi's mom exclaimed softly smiling as yuta gave his greeting taking her hand bringing it towards his forehead.
"you met before?" mimi chimes in looking at the two "i helped her carry her things since she's having some trouble" yuta explained his nervousness slowly fading away, mimi's mother turns to her daughter "i love him already! you're definitely marrying him" mimi's mother then welcomes yuta to their home with open arms "mom!" mimi shouted in embarrassment. yuta lets out a chuckle, relieved that he was welcomed right away.
-fushiguro megumi
cold type
major daddy vibes (all i can say is megumi's their type-)
cool aura
doesn't give a fuck type of guy
my friends probably heard of him because of me
mimi was walking around the campus together with a friend of hers, they were talking about usual school stuffs. sharing all the stress and pressure they're feeling having to be the leader of their own respective group.
mimi came to a stop when she noticed the quiet preserve guy who's walking towards the elevator hands on his pocket. after pushing the button, he cracks his neck side to side his hand soothing the crook of his neck. "let's go use the elevator" was all she said before dragging her friend.
the three walks inside the elevator without a word, mimi and her friend stayed behind as megumi stands in front of them pushing the button of his classroom's floor. mimi's friend can't help but snicker, mimi pinches her side telling her to stop.
megumi turns and gesture at the floor buttons "which floor?" his low voice making mimi's knees weak in the knees, mimi's friend was having fun seeing her friend malfunction in front of a hot guy. she giggles not wanting to embarrass her more than she did "oh we're in the same floor, it's all good"
mom likes him when i showed his pic! *cough* one of her fave *cough*
got nervous with meeting mom for the first time but soon relaxed with mom's calming and friendly nature, all in all mom still likes him
-inumaki toge
crazy type of guy
gives off the always sleeping guy
playful type
"oh wow its hot in here" seductively lowers his collars
daddy- (i- ma'am-)
bad boy!!
serious
mom said rock 'n roll but let's forget that
i'm gonna be honest, i feel like he's gonna be part of my friends, my "kapag tropa lang tropa lang rule" (basically translates to: if u're friend just stay as friends rule) will be broken just for him;
toge and mimi was known to be touchy with each other in their group of friends. toge trusts mimi more than the others, he shows this by doing simple things such as leaving his id with her if ever he goes somewhere or do something.
their friends mostly find them leaning in each other's shoulder whenever they are given a break or during their little talks. "you know i saw this new.." their friend started explaining, all of them listening. toge gets into a more comfortable spot leaning his head on mimi's shoulder busy with scrolling on his phone. once in a while showing mimi something funny or interesting.
mom will likely take time to warm up to him. toge will do his best to get on her good side, shows his charms. once he gets mom's approval there's no turning back. he gets treated like he was her own son.
toge smiles at mimi's mother sweetly, "what's your name?" as toge took her hand making mano with her (stop i dunno how to phrase it) "inumaki toge, auntie" mimi's mother let out a soft gasp, "the inumaki toge?" toge looks at the direction where mimi disappeared, a little confused by what's happening. he looks back at mimi's mother about to ask why she knows him.
"mimi won't stop talking about you!" mimi's mother informed as toge's mouth left agape, mimi who happen to get back at the right moment grumble "mom why did you tell him?!" she said through gritted teeth. mimi's mom have a sweet smile on her face faking a surprise.
"oh i wasn't suppose to? oops?" mimi grumbles more standing beside toge who now have a smug look on his face, "you talk about me huh?" he began, mimi gave him a playful shove "shut up."
-ryomen sukuna
DADDY!!
most likely to kill me
intimidating
unique looking
mom really likes him!
thinks his tattoos and aura is cool
if my friends saw a picture of him they will immediately question me
he's a snitch, i hate his snitch ass ugh
mimi's mom did not like sukuna from the picture at all, she doesn't have any problem with people who have tattoo but he got it all over him. we can say that mimi's mom is kinda looking out for the both of them because their relatives are just too traditional and doesn't like the looks of tattoos.
however, sukuna soon got her approval! how you ask? well the mf snitched without knowing. sukuna nudges mimi's side lightly, trying to start conversation "how's the piercing?" mimi's eyes widen looking at sukuna hissing, "kuna no!" mimi whisper yell at him. mimi then felt her mother's glare, "is that why you've been wearing your hair down often?"
sukuna got confused then looks at mimi's mom "care to explain?" he took this as a chance to get on her good side "yeah mimi, care to explain?" mimi looks at her significant other not believing what's happening, mimi looks back and forth between the two 'this mf a snitch' mimi thought.
mimi then explained herself blaming sukuna since he's the one who pushed to get her cartilage piercing "don't blame sukuna, you should have told me" mom defended him, mimi gasp as she looks at sukuna who's smirking at her with the 'i won' face that mimi wanna punch off his face.
a lil bg; i already told my mom b4 that i want cartilage piercing but then she got wary with the news of someone got in a coma after getting it so in the end sadly, she only allowed me to get the lobe piercings.
cover: one piece's baby 5
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jujutsu kaisen headcanon#gojo satoru#okkotsu yuta#inumaki to/ge#fushiguro megumi#ryomen sukuna#jjk gojo#jjk inumaki#jjk yuta#jjk sukuna#jjk fushiguro#mimi x jjk
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hAhA this took wayyyyy to long for me to get around answering. Gods im so sorry. But here they are!
Light:
• He's a bit startled at first when he sees blood in the trash can, so he immediately goes to make sure you're not hurt
• When you explain that you're just on your period he calms down
• He'll do his best to meet your needs and help make the pain tolerable, even if that means giving you space.
Zeus:
• Immediately panics and looks all over for you once he sees blood in the trash can
• You have to calm him down first before you explain that you're on your period
• He doesn't get that you're more sensitive to many things in general during this time so its tough
• So you may have more arguments than usual, but he always apologizes with a gift of your favorite snack since he remembers only after the argument that ur on your period
• Oh and he's always happy to give you any type of physical intimacy you want. He's always like that :3
Hugo:
• He's aware that periods exist but even so he just wants to make sure ur okay after spotting blood in the trash
• He's awkward but he does try to meet your needs
• He understands that your emotions are more sensitive so he doesn't get to upset when you chase him off
• If anything he'll use that time to buy/make something that you like
Vain:
• Once he sees the blood in the trash can he knows that you're on your period
• He's always out but if you ask him, he'll bring some treats on his way home for you
• If you're a person who likes physical intimacy during your period it could end up in small arguments because he's not really there to satisfy those needs of yours
• He'll try to be home a bit more often to satisfy your physical needs
Viggo:
• When he sees blood in the trash, he'll ask you about it the next time he sees you
• When you explain it to him, he does not understand it
• Expect to be treated just like normal
• If you get into arguments that end up with you crying, he'll feel guilty and buy you something as apology
• One time he read that for some people sexual intimacy can help with pains so he'll be teasing you about that quite a bit. Even more if it turns out true for you
• He acts irritated when you ask for physical intimacy but secretly he likes it too
Alfonse:
• Immediately understood that the blood in the trash was period blood
• He's the absolute best at catering to your needs, even suggests taking some medicine that helps with pain
• After his day at work from the clinic he buys you something you've mentioned craving
• He is a bit worried if you're one of those ppl that sexual intimacy lowers pain (because he's a bit doubtful that it actually works)but if that's what you want, he'll do it
Felix:
• He panics even more than Zeus when he sees the blood in the trash
• You have to take a few minutes to successfully calm him down and explain it
• He is very very very confused so you'll have to be patient with him
• He asks a lot of questions abt it and that may end up in you getting overwhelmed and telling him off
• He's upset, but he kind of realizes that it's because of your period
• You have to be vocal about what you want with him at first but once you've gone through a couple of periods together then he gets the idea of your needs
Nox:
• Startled when he sees the blood in the trash but calms down when he finds out you're unharmed
• Asks about it and once you explain that its your period he understands
• His grandmother explained it to him once so he tries to go with her advice
• His usual teasing may upset you so he may end up getting yelled at
• He'll try to tone it down, but ya kno old habits die hard
• He brings quite a lot of different food in case your appetite is different from normal
#light fildora#zeus brundle#hugo peers#felix starjune#vain peers#viggo la rochejaquelein gedonelune#alfonse goldstein#nox noir#wizardess heart#shall we date#wizardessheart#shall we date wizardess heart#shall we date wizardessheart#ask#headcanons#wizardess heart hcs#wh hcs#wizardess heart headcanons
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Henlo, could I pls ask for a scenario where Aizawa has a kid who's that one chill kid who's just vibin and gets along with most people and during the sports festival's one on one battles, someone (preferably monoma but you can pick whoever you like) pisses her off by insulting her classmates and stuff and she just snaps and proceeds to destroy them? Like she just yeeted them outta the ring while telling them to roasting them in the process?
hello! thank you for requesting~ i changed it up a little bit, though i did put a little monoma action in there. there's also not much aizawa and more of a class 1a x aizawa's daughter qwq
i hope you like it!!!
QUICK BACKGROUND
your quirk is similar to your dad's, and you've begged him to train you ever since you were a kid so you best believe you also have something similar to his capture weapon
he ain't no enji todoroki, my child, so you don't need to worry about him being all strict nd that HOWEVER he's not lenient with you, he's just like what we see he does with class 1a
SOOO with that aside, even though you have similarities with your dad, your personalities definitely are different. somehow.
like you'd be alone and quiet one minute, all of a sudden a few people come up to you and talk to you a bit and then you're friends with them already that's!!! not him ahk-
but it's cute, he thinks you're a less scarier version of him
one time when he was scolding half of the class for playing along and almost getting the other half of the class injured with kaminari's school pool prank (we all know what he was about to do) you went in and said "awh, give 'em some slack, dad. it's not like anybody got hurt."
and that's when everyone in the class knew you were so cool and dangerously funny and nice
you'd be goofing around doing tiktok dances with the condiments trio (sero, kiri, kami pls don't let me explain it aka soy sauce, ketchup, and mustard respectively)
you'd also be pestering bakugou with the three, but bakugou's a little docile this time for some reason !!! it's a bit scaryyyy
jirou and yaoyorozu got ur back if you need study help
cant find your notes? yao-momo's got extras for you
want some BANGIN study playlist? ayyy jirou's got one ready. SHE ALSO!!! LETS YOU PLAY WITH THE INSTRUMENTS IN HER ROOMMMM
the dekusquad !!! they love youuu and you're basically scolding deku too everytime he's about to break his arms again like hahahaha what the heckkkk deku stooop but go on it's your body but stopppppp dad's gonna kill meeee hahahaha
iida and todo would just be watching you do something STUPID but todo would be more like holding iida back from stopping you because he has to see this shit go downnnn
you, mina and tsuyu take uraraka shopping some time and shE'S ALWAYS !!! UWUUUU and you know this mochi recipe from your mom so you three get to make 'em in the dorms
the big bois satou and shoji along with the lord birb of darkness tokoyami walks with you to and from school grounds, or hangs out with you in the common room when you need a break from being around LOUD and NOISY classmates (kami, baku i'm not saying it's you, luv, but i am,,,,,, looking at you)
dark shadow also gives you head pats!!! because you gave him one time and now he's giving you lots all the time!!!
BASICALLY YOU'RE FRIENDS WITH EVERYONE IN CLASS 1A!!!
not because you're aizawa's kid!!! but because for a teacher's kid you're so cool and kind and chill !!!
THEN
then the sports festival came around
and for the cavalry battle you met this bitch monoma and he basically started yapping about how you only got in because of aizawa
which isnt trueeee you went in through the same exams as them as you didnt want to rely on your dad's connections, plus aizawa wouldnt have agreed to you entering without breaking a sweat anywayyy ;(((
but you didnt tell him that bc you really could care less about what he says
when their team lost you LAUGHED AT HIS FACE lmaoooo but gave the rest of his teammates a kudos to their work
so you made it into the one on one battles
and for your first fight, you're up with shinsou
now, now, shinsou isn't one to pull out insults just because
he needs to incite a reaction from you, so he does a little nudge here and there
it's all about you, how your position as a ua student is unfair to him and a lot of kids in the gen studies because you're a teacher's kid and some of them could've gotten in just fine, too
but again you didn't mind it because you knew a lot of them would say that, so you mentally prepared yourself for it
"i bet they only tolerate you because you're aizawa's child, huh?"
ah, this. right in your HEART and your insecurities
though you were irked, you felt that your classmates have been kind to you even before so you brush it off, taking a step towards him
then with all the smugness he can muster he's up and saying "maybe the entire class 1a is irrelevant and useless, even slacking off during trainings but nobody would know because you wouldn't say a thing"
man
MAN OH BOY
you can tell he's getting desperate, as he's using everybody else against you now
you have this dark aura surrounding you, your face contorted in a scowl
THEN YOU WRAP HIM IN YOUR CAPTURE WEAPON AND SLAM HIM INTO THE GROUND LIKE A TRUE WARRIOR AYAYAYAYAYAYA
you FINALLY use your quirk on him so you can finna talk without getting mind controlled, glaring red at him as you step on his chest
"i let you talk shit about me, call me incompetent and whiny but i'll NEVER let you talk shit about my friends."
as he struggles in your hold, you tighten the capture weapon around him and lower your face so he can hear you loud and clear "if you really want to throw all of us in the hero course out, then you gotta do better than just spitting in our faces." then you basically YEET him out of the bounds.
he rolls on the ground in pain as you stand in the middle of the arena, your head hung low.
after your fight everyoneee in the classs is just qwq awww our widdle baby you so sweeet qwq like you didnt just YEET the living daylights out of shinsou
and your dad personally went up to you to nudge you in the shoulder with his bandaged elbow
AND THEN YOU HUG HIM TIGHT AFTER HE TELLS YOU HE'S PROUD OF YOU
the rest of 1a is giving you pats on the back and cheers!!!
you bet bakugou is at the back like, "yeah, obviously she's got bite. she's from 1a."
all in all, everyone's so proud to have a sister like you in their class!!! they love you as much as you love them uwu
I LOVE SHINSOU IM SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME
#bnha x reader#aizawa x reader#aizawa x daughter reader#bnha class 1a#aizawa shouta x reader#aizawa shouta x daughter reader#bnha scenarios#bnha imagines#i love shinsou honestly im sorry qwq#aizawa shouta#aizawa shota#aizawa shota x reader#aizawa shota x daughter reader#shouta aizawa#shota aizawa#eraserhead x reader#sunbeam writes aizawa
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