BTS reaction: you having a lot of tattoos but they’re always hidden.
hey, can i ask for bts reaction, to you having a lot tattoo over your body, but always hidden, S/O its their first night an them they see over hem 15 tattoo splayed all over your body?
A/N - might include some mentions of NSFW things….
Jin would just admire them quietly. He would watch you as you were getting undressed, his eyes trying to capture as much of the art that was all over your body as they can. When you turn around and see him look at you, he would just give you a small smile, but wouldn’t say anything, because what he had just seen left him speechless.
Suga would find your tattoos extremely hot. He would smirk to himself every time he sees them, and encourage you to show them off more often. He would also think that your hidden tattoos are a great metaphor about how on the outside you’re so innocent and cute, but you have a hidden side that’s completely badass.
He might even consider getting a matching tattoo with you in the future.
“You know what would make me extremely happy?” He asked smirking, “If you start showing of your tattoos more often and stop hiding them. I think they really suit you.”
Hoseok would love your tattoos, but in a different way. He wouldn’t really encourage you to show them off or anything (although he wouldn’t mind if you did), but to him your tattoos would be something very intimate, something that only he could see and something that he associates with your bedroom.
So he wouldn’t really pay too much attention to them during the day, but when the two of you are having sex he would be extremely turned on, and would love to run his fingers and tongue over every inch of them.
The two of you had just finished your “activities” for the night, and were cuddling naked in Namjoon’s bed. That’s when he decided to ask you about the meaning behind your tattoos. He absolutely loved every single on of them, but he never asked you why you kept them hidden and what they meant.
So he asked you and the two of you spent almost the rest of the night cuddling and talking about each of your tattoos while Namjoon ran his fingers over them.
Little mochi would react like a small child the first time he sees them. He would let out a loud “Wow!” and his eyes would get wide trying to take it all in while he started giggling at how beautiful you are.
Jimin would think that you’re extremely brave to get all of those tattoos and would always say that he would probably never be able to do it.
“Wow! Love, these are so pretty!”
Even though Tae would absolutely fall in love with your tattoos the moment he sees them, the first thing he’s going to say about it would be:
“Did it hurt?”
He would be really curious about the whole process of getting a tattoo and the meaning behind your tattoos. So the two of you would have a very long conversation about those two things.
At the end he would decide that he also wants to get a tattoo, but something small just above his wrist.
“I want to get one too, but I want it to be something small. Like your name for example! What do you think? Should I get a tattoo of your name on my wrist?”
Seeing your tattoos would turn Jungkook into a whole different person. He would start thinking of you differently (in a good way), and would always get extremely cocky and confident when you the two of you go out, because of the thought that he’s dating such a badass.
Kooki is not much of a songwriter, but you and your tattoos would probably inspire him to write a song for you.
Discription: After a day of babysitting you and lip are laying in bed when the topic of the future comes up and you both talk about what you want, with each other
Warning: just a lot of fluff
You laid in lips bed, which at this point had kinda felt like yours as well, you had spent so much time here it felt like you lived with him. Which honestly neither of you minded. Lip never wanted to be without you and you didnt want to leave him so it worked out.
You and Lip had spent the day watching Liam, which honestly you loved. Besides the obvious fact that you got to play with toys and watch disney movies lip knows you secretly love but the fact that he was so amazing with Liam and it made you fall for the boy even harder.
Seeing him with Liam made you think about the future, with him in it. You had grown up wanting a family, with a big house and a loving husband, most importantly raising amazing kids and loving them with everything you had, to be anything and everything but your parents and that was your goal, to be everything to your kids, to be an amazing mom and nothing like your own.
“Hes all tucked in and sleeping. He told me to say thanks for an amazing day with his favourite girl and that I better watch out because he could take you. My 3 year old brother is gonna take my girl” Lip says taking off his shirt and lighting a smoke. A huge smile spreads across your face as you scoot down to the end of the bed, criss cross apple sauce next to your extremely hot boyfriend and take his smoke.
“Today was a pretty great day” You smiled passing the smoke back and leaning your head on his shoulder.
“This is why I love you, other girls would expect dates and flowers and things I cant afford or don’t have time for with everything in my family going on. But not you, you offer to help me. You are more than happy to sit and babysit with me all day, and laying in bed cuddling is so much better than going out” He saig bringing his lips to your forehead.
“I would babysit with you anyday everyday for the rest of my life. I don’t need expensive things that makes you have to work your ass off to afford, I don’t mind helping out your family because I love you and Im not going to let you suffer in doing it all by yourself, we are a team lip” You said. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see a smile on his face.
When you and lip first started dating you were so fucking scared that it would just be a hook up, that he still had feelings for Karen and that in the end you’d be left heart broken. That was over a year ago and after lip telling you many times “This is so much fucking more to me than sex Y/n, I want this, I want you” and him staying for so long you allowed yourself to open up to him, allowed yourself to love him.
“Hopefully one day we won’t be babysitting, they will be our little ones running around” He said standing up going to change into shorts before coming back to lay down with his babygirl.
“You think about those things? Like the future?” You asked, kinda shocked if you were being honest. You thought about it all the time, you just didn’t think lip did.
“All the time actually. Before you I wasn’t like this, girls didn’t stay over, I sure as hell didn’t tell them I loved them and cuddling wasn’t something we would be doing. But now you staying over is almost an everyday thing and when you aren’t here I don’t sleep. I love you and Ill tell the whole world and I don’t feel complete without you in my arms so, looks like Im a changed man” He laughed at the end causing you to laugh, lip wasn’t the the boy who sat with you and blurted out his feelings, he only did it sometimes which you were okay with but when he did it made you feel like you were on cloud nine.
“Tell me what you think about” You said placing your head on his chest as his arms were wrapped around you.
“Well, as college is next year Im hoping to make it through and get an amazing job, You living with me of course. Im hoping I impress some rich people and get a really good paying job. Once we save enough money I will buy a huge piece of land and me and your brothers (Milkovich brothers) we will build you the house you’ve always dreamed about, adding as many rooms as we can and filling a few of them with the beautiful babies we make” Lip had described a future you had wanted so bad.
“I want that more than anything.. Seeing the way you are with Liam makes me want that with you so bad one day. I want my children-” You were cut off by lip.
“Our, you said mine but if you even think for a second that we won’t have that future together you are wrong.. You are my end game y/n. You are my first and last love and we will have adorable babies” He said, kissing the top of your head after, you had millions of butterflies and it was so amazing to hear him say those things.
“I want our adorable Gallagher-Milkovich babies to have the life we didn’t. No hitting, no yelling, no sadness and no brokenness, just love. Just us” You told him telling the truth. That right there, was all you ever fucking wanted.
“If someone ever hits my child I will get Svetlana on their ass faster then I can get Mickey on their ass. Our kids will never grow up having the lives we did and you will spend the rest of your life remembering that we aren’t our parents” He told you moving your head to be able to kiss you, he needed too. He needed to feel the love he felt once your lips connected to his.
“We are a team Lip, you and me and one day little ones”
“We are a family Y?n” He said before you closed your eyes and fell asleep with the biggest smile on your face.
Warnings: smut, oral sex (female receiving),
wrap it before you tap it!
A/N: This is another request of an anon and I hope you all will like it. I had much fun with it!
request for a drunk!bucky that is just smashed from a boy’s night out and is really horny, and steve has to bring him home to y/n? u can take it from there ;)
You sat in your little cute apartment you shared with Bucky. You two decided to leave the Stark Tower for an own home but it was still near to Tony’s residenz. You were in your favorite place of the apartment. You sat with a book and a cup of hot chocolate in the alcove with the beautiful view over the already dark city.
The wind in her hair, the broom between her legs, the way her robes whipped back behind her, like they were her wings and she can soar over the Forest, over the castle, over the lake, over Hogsmeade. Over everything.
It makes her forget. Or, almost, anyway.
Forget – or, almost, anyway – that she can’t go back to her parents’ place over the holidays, because they tolerated her being a witch but dammit, he would not stand for her being a… a homosexual…. too, because how could she possibly be so selfish?
“God, you’d think he’s afraid of getting hexed for even saying the word ‘lesbian,’“ she mutters mid-flight.
But a voice calls her back, a voice calls her down.
“Maggie! Maggie, it’s almost dinner, and if Professor J’onzz catches you using the pitch without permission again – “
“Alright, alright, I’m coming, Little Danvers!” she calls, and she grins, relishing the way the third year looks after her, cares for her. No one’s ever done that before.
She takes in a deep breath, and she catapults her Comet 260 into a nearly ninety degree dive. She hears Kara scream for her to be careful, and she pulls up cleanly – well, less cleanly than she would have with a less rickety broom, but hey, at least she’s not a pile of mush on the grass – just above the ground, just before it’s too late.
“You know I get so nervous when you do that,” Kara says shakily as Maggie swings her leg off her broom and tosses her arm around Kara’s shoulder, setting off toward the Great Hall.
“I’m sorry, Little Danvers. I just couldn’t resist. I love the feeling, you know?”
“You love the feeling of practically getting yourself killed?” a voice drawls as they stroll past the greenhouse, and Kara lights up, but Maggie stiffens.
“Danvers,” she greets as Kara slips away from Maggie’s side and into Alex’s arms.
Kara – the Hufflepuff third year – is the only one who touches Slytherin fifth year Alex Danvers and lives to tell the tale.
Maggie – proud Hufflepuff fifth year – would love to join that elite crew.
Because Alex is rumored to be ruthless, but Maggie only ever sees that streak when someone she loves is threatened.
And Alex is rumored to be cold, but she’s spent too many nights listening to Kara’s stories of Alex’s warmth to believe the facade the Slytherin puts up.
But she’s always afraid that Alex only ever tolerates her because, in Kara’s first year, Maggie put her body between Kara and a bunch of Slytherins who didn’t yet know Kara was The Alex Danvers’s kid sister.
Maggie doesn’t know that she’s nearly all Alex ever thinks about.
But Maggie has a smile that lights up the entire Astronomy Tower at midnight, and Alex is withdrawn and distant and cold to everyone but Kara.
Maggie is kind and Maggie is selfless and Maggie is so brave Alex often wonders why the hell she’s not in Gryffindor and she’s so smart Alex often wonders why the hell she’s not in Ravenclaw, but the only House Alex knows Maggie doesn’t belong in?
And Maggie deserves someone better than someone who lives in the dungeons and likes it.
Maggie deserves sunshine.
Kara is sunshine, but Alex? Alex is the opposite.
So she keeps her distance and she keeps her cool, because anyway, she doesn’t want to imagine Eliza’s response if she came home saying she wants women, not men. Because how could that ever be good enough? How could that ever be perfect?
“Sawyer,” she greets, her eyes cooly raking Maggie’s body up and down. “You pulled that off on that old Comet?”
Maggie shrugs and tosses her broom from hand to hand.
“It’s a reliable enough old thing.”
Alex stares between Kara and Maggie and Maggie’s rickety old broom, and Alex thinks about Kara’s pleas, which come in almost daily now – Alex, come on, I think she likes you, and I know you like her even though you pretend not to; wouldn’t it be amazing, for my sister and my best friend to date? Because let’s face it, you already have huge crushes on each other; Alex, guess what spell Maggie taught me last night?; Alex, Maggie loves astronomy, too, you should ask her on a date to the Astronomy Tower, I can set it all up for you! – and she bites her lip, and she sighs, and she thinks about how she wouldn’t be afraid to put her name in the Goblet of Fire, so dammit, she’s not going to be afraid to be vulnerable with a girl anymore.
“Well hey. If you ever want to take a ride with me, I um… I can lend you my Nimbus 2001. The ride would be smoother and the way you fly… it… you know, with the maneuvering and the control and the finesse… watching you fly on a steadier broom would be… I mean… kind of beautiful. If you wanted. Whatever. Isn’t it dinner time? We should get to the Great Hall.”
She squeezes Kara’s hand and sweeps off for the Great Hall at breakneck speed, and Maggie is left spluttering and stammering, and Kara is left with a grin that lights up the entire dusk.
“Little Danvers, did your sister just… did your.. your extremely badass, super hot sister just ask me out?”
Kara just squeals in response, and tugs Maggie along.
“Alex! Wait up! Maggie says yes!”
Alex stops without turning around, because her smile is bright enough to match her sister’s, and her cheeks are more crimson than that Olsen kid’s robes.
So she doesn’t turn around, but she waits for her little sister and the girl who – maybe – is going to be her girlfriend, and they head into the Great Hall, hearts pounding with everything that has been and everything that might be, together.
Chocobros S/O gets possessed in battle and turns on them trying to attack them? D: I love your blog!
Thank you so much for stopping by! Ignis in this one was kind hard but I love a challenge! Yet I hope it’s good! <3
“Move!” You barked tackling the man before you, only to freeze in place as you felt what could only be described a mucus cover you from head to toe. You entire body felt heavy than, nothing, you felt nothing at all.
Only able to move your head in jerky motions, hearing a faint whisper in your head to go on the offensive against your companions.
“Y/N?” Noctis called, as you rose your hand, summoning a spear from his magic, as you approached him. “Y/N! What’s wrong!”
“It appears that whatever that bile is on them has taken control of their body.” Ignis stated, summoning a spear of his own to block your attack on the Prince.
Kill him! Kill him! He smells of magic, kill that one!
The voice hissed repeatedly, as you spun, slamming the hilt into Ignis’ solar plex, knocking the wind out of him as he stumbled back. Spinning last moment to grab Gladiolus by the forearm as you tossed the large man over your shoulder. Surprising you both, as you knew there was no way at all you had enough strength to throw the man around like a rag doll.
“Prompto, don’t!” Noctis called.
You tilted your head, the only part of you, you could control, as you turned it slightly, showing Prompto’s gun raised. Another sick disturbing tilt of your head you face Noctis again as you quickly rushed the Prince, your speed obviously increased, as you slammed into the young man with your spear, he managed to pull up a sword to block you.
“What are we supposed to do?” Prompto’s panicked shrieked reached your ears. “She’s the only one who’s versed in Deamons.”
You slammed the spear repeatedly into the sword, blocking you, watching as Noctis remained on the defense, never once attempting to hurt you in return. Another downward slam into the sword, resulted in the spear becoming stuck to the blade, your eyes locking with Noctis, as you strained out.
“Y/N! Are you still in there? What are we supposed to do?”
You noticed the panic in his blue eyes, as you glanced around, noticing the underground spring not far from where you both were. Going to open your mouth to speak again, you found your teeth actually clenched shut, this gunk was now spreading to your face. Your eyes darting toward the fountain, as your body suddenly released the spear, going at the Prince with your bare hands. Every so often you managed to turn your head toward the spring, trying to get it across to the man.
“Noct, she’s pointing toward the spring!” Ignis yelled.
FINALLY! You thought, only to feel your body jump away from the Prince, turning to run further away, only to gasp as Noctis warpped before you. You went to throw a punch, but only found yourself being engulfed by Noctis’ arms.
One moment you were standing embraced by the Prince, the next you were sent flying with Noctis by Gladiolus, sinking into the spring. The ice cold water washing away the bile surrounding you, as your body immediately went into shock, your limbs freezing as you felt yourself sinking further down. Only to suddenly feel a tug on your arm, as you noticed the figure of your boyfriend dragging you behind him as he kicked up to the surface.
Both of you breaking the surface, as you gasped loudly, your body still frozen as the bile moved off of you, Noctis wading the water to keep you both afloat. Pushing your hair from your face, as he held you up with his other arm.
“Y/N, y/n, are you okay?” He panicked.
You shook your hair plastered to your face out the way as you smiled brightly, “You finally got it!”
Noctis gave you a lazy smile, “Can you move?”
“No, the shock from the water, and that gunk put my body in state, I’ll be out for another 5 to 10 minutes.” You replied, as he handed you over to Gladiolus, while Prompto and Ignis helped him out, the Prince shrugging off Ignis as he walked over to you cradled in Gladiolus’ arms. “We should keep going, that things bile won’t work on anyone else.”
“Just rest for a bit, we’ll get out of this.” Noctis smiled, placing a kiss to your forehead, as he turned leading the way out of the maze.
You froze, whatever that deamon spit over you was making your body tense uncontrollably, and made your body hot. Extremely so, letting out a shriek you collapsed to your knees, cradling in on yourself, as the creature moved back into the shadows of the cave with a hiss.
“Y/n!” Prompto called.
“Stay back!” You yell, only to scream in pain, as the spit moved up to your head, creating some sort of false eyepatch over your left eye, leaving only your right eye open to look at the world around. Your body moving to stand without your command.
“Y/n, are you still in there?” Ignis called.
“I can’t, I can’t control my body.” You panic, as your body moved forward toward Noctis, raising your hand as one of Prompto’s guns appeared, aiming it toward the Prince, as you let out a warning “Noct, move!”
On cue the Prince dodged out the way, as you fired where he once stood. Praising the Six that you were such a horrid shot, your body swinging as you were brought face to face with Prompto holding both his guns at you, both of you staring each other down.
“I don’t know what you are, but you need to leave my girlfriend now!”
Yoru heart fluttered, Prompto sounded so cool, only to gasp as that growling voice echoed in your head again. “Prompto, your left!” You scream, as a large black limb reached out, going to grab the blonde, only for Gladiolus to slash it away. “Ignis!” You call, as your body turned to aim and fire at the man who tried to sneak up on you.
The tall man managed to dodge out the way, as you pulled the trigger, only for the bullet to ricochet off a rock behind him. Your body moving to take aim at Ignis again, only for the gun to be shot out your hand, by Prompto.
“I said get the hell out of my girlfriend!” Prompto barked, to the empty cave, as the creature attempted to fight off the other 3 men currently launching around deflecting any and all attacks coming at the two of you.
You gasped, as your body begun to move forward, stopping just short of the barrel of Prompto’s gun, as you pressed it against your head.
“Prompto,” You groaned softly, noticing the creature had stopped fighting the others, only to pull itself back into the shadows. “Shoot.”
“Y/n, what?” Prompto’s blue eyes widen in shock confusion.
“Prompto,” You pleaded as you stared in his eyes leaning further into the muzzle of the gun, closing your eyes as you smiled softly.
“I’m not…what are you? I’m not going to shoot you.” Prompto stuttered, moving back only for you to step forward to press the muzzle against your forehead again.
“Prompt, please.” You begged again. “This thing isn’t going to stop until one of us is no longer standing. Kill one to save the other, right?”
Prompto’s eyes dashed around, before a look of determination appeared on his face, his finger moving to the trigger, as you closed your eyes. Your body flinching as you heard a loud bang, followed by a body hitting the ground.
Opening your eyes, as you turned seeing the creature that had slimed you was doing exactly what you thought it was going to do. Sneak up behind you and then try to eat the both of you, yet at the last moment the blonde turn his gun shooting it through the head. Only to turn back around, as Prompto hugged you tightly.
“Please don’t ever ask me to do that again.” He muttered against your hair, as the hardened gunk fell from your face.
You smile softly, as you place a hand on the back of his head, “I won’t, I promise.”
“You alright, babe?” Gladiolus called as you wiped the gunk from your mouth, spitting out whatever remained of it.
“Gross!” You gagged, as you remained hacking up the bile. “I’m going to rip it’s head off!” You barked, as you rush toward Gladiolus, “Give me a boost, I’m going for the head.”
Gladiolus chuckled as he cupped his hands, launching you in the air, a move you had performed hundreds of times before. Summoning you large axe in hand, as you spun mid air, slashing the throat of the deamon open, as it gave a gurgle, collapsing to the ground dead before you could land in Gladiolus’’ arms.
“Were we even needed?” Prompto inquired, as your huge boyfriend sat you down.
“This just means I get first dibs on a shower,” You stated, as you nudged Prompto playfully, “Since someone enjoys using up all the hotwater.”
“Beauty like this doesn’t just happen in 10 minutes.” Prompto pouted playfully.
You couldn’t contain the sigh as you laid out across the large full bed beside Gladio, how long was it since you had a nice bath, and got to sleep in a nice warm bed, instead of partially on top of Gladiolus to not freeze to death on the cold unforgiving ground.
“Someone’s happy.” Gladiolus chuckled, as he pulled you closer to him.
“Nice bath, and Prompto didn’t use up all the hot water.” You laugh, to the blonde currently starfished across the other bed, with Noctis.
You always wondered how they shared a bed, considering it was a starfish battle anytime they got a room, and you learned after sleeping with them the one time Gladiolus’ snoring got too bad that you were better off getting use to the snoring.
“That’s good.” Gladiolus chuckled, placing a kiss to your cheek, now that you were no longer covered in gunk, he was all over you. “Night babe.”
“Night Gladdy.” You purr.
Only to snap awake from a growing growl in your ear, turning over as you letting out a blood curling scream at the large creature beside you. Taking a note from Gladiolus’ book as you swung first, questions later. Well, actually headbutting the creature in the nose, flipping back as you stumbled from your bed.
You were at a campsite, but you could have sworn you were asleep in a nice warm hotel room. “Gladiolus! Noctis!” You gasp in horror as you spun around trying to get your bearings. “Ignis, Prompto!”
When no one came to back you up, you bolted left through a strange archway into a strange clearing of trees. Your bare feet, slamming against the strangely comfortable grass. Glancing over your shoulder, as you ran up hill.
Finding yourself atop of a cliff, glancing around as you gasped, how much like a romantic novel, a lonely heroine on a cliff side.
Had you notice, your back up actually had come with you. Gladiolus and the others were torn from their sleep, when you screamed, and the poor big guy was thrown off guard when you suddenly headbutted him. Only to quickly chase you out into the hallway, and than up to the roof.
“You wanna fucking go, let’s go!” You bark, summoning your large axe in hand, as you stared at the four creatures staring you down. Swinging a large arch, as two of the creatures dodged out the way.
“What the hell, y/n?” Prompto gasped, as he and Noctis barely jumped out the way of your axe.
“Gladio, look at her eyes.” Ignis called.
“Babe, listen, it’s me.”
“Where are the others!” You yell, as the large creature attempted to approach you, growling as it caught your axe when you swung. Glancing around yourself, as you noticed the others slowly approaching you to corner you on the cliff. Looking over your shoulder, as you chuckled, before leaping off.
“Y/N!” Gladiolus yelled, jumping after you.
You gasped as the cold water surrounded you, surprised that the spring water was so gross and tasted very much like chlorine. Only to quickly swim away as the largest creature dove in after you, reaching out to you. Pulling yourself from the water, you quickly summoned, a shield, it was a larger one, but you needed to protect yourself from this huge thing.
“Y/N! What’s gotten into you?” Gladiolus yelled as he watched you swing the shield at him. Only to quickly grab it, as you swung it around again.
You grunted as the creature grabbed your shield, yet you were prepared, jumping up off the shield you, kicked out, only for the creature to block. Again you struck out, again it was blocked, it was like the damn thing could read your mind! Only to shriek as it grabbed your arm pulling you up and off the ground.
“Gladio, earlier, with the deamon, Y/N got some of that gunk in her mouth!” Noctis called.
Gladio turned toward you, as he groaned, “Sorry about this babe.”
You remained giving your fight, only to grunt in unexpected pain, as you felt a strong jolt to your gut as the creature dropped you to land on your hands and knees. Heaving hard, you let out a cough quickly followed by all of your dinner to come up.
“Sorry about that babe.”
Turning watery eyes to the creature beside you, you noticed as the monster became your boyfriend. “Gladdy, what the hell?”
“That.” Ignis called tossing a dagger into a slug like creature trying to crawl away.
You moved to shaky legs, leaning against Gladiolus for support, “That was in me?” You gag, pulling a face.
“Unfortunately, yes.” Ignis stated.
You could feel the color draining from your face, “…I’m gonna vomit.”
“You kind of already…oh you mean for real.” Prompto stated as you ran over to a nearby planter, vomiting up whatever remained in your system.
Gladiolus chuckled as he walked over placing a large hand on your back, as he knelt beside you, “You put up a fight, you almost had me.” He replied, only to laugh loudly as you rose a hand in the direction his voice was coming from, flipping him off.
The moment that bile hit you, you immediately collapsed to the ground, your legs no longer willing to support you.
“Y/N!” Ignis gasped in shock.
A large shadow hovered over you, only to feel Ignis leap into you, moving into a tucked roll as he moved you both away from the deamon coming towards you. The jerking movement of the man moving you out a of harm’s way only, seemed to give your body the restart it needed.
“Thank you, love.” You cooed, as you summoned a spear, moving back into the fray, the large centipede like creature turned to look at you, before quickly burying itself in the ground.
“Where’s it going?” Gladiolus growled.
“Hopefully to never bother us again.” Prompto groaned.
“If we want that reward, we’ll have to follow it.” Ignis stated, as both Prompto and Noctis let out groans in disbelief that the man would even suggest it. “Shall we?”
You giggle at the two youngest members of your party, groaning in protest, turning on their lights as you all moved through the dark cave. Moving slowly as you gain closer and closer to what you assumed was the nest.
Almost running into the back of Noctis, when he stopped, feeling something land on his head.
“Please tell me it’s a leaf.” Noctis groaned, as you stepped forward, noticing it was in fact not a leaf but a rather large bug.
“Nah, it’s a huge,”
“Leaf!” You called, cutting off Gladiolus as you picked the creature up, tossing it away from your group as you turned to the taller man, who chuckled giving you a shrug.
“Are we there yet?” Prompto whined.
Stepping back to cover the rear as the guys moved forward, you glanced around, something about this seemed off. Turning back to the others, as you noticed your vision begin to blur, only to quickly come back in focus, with a gentle shake of the head.
Moments later to come into what could only be described as a huge nest in the middle of the cave systems. “The queen.”
“What was that, y/n?”
“This is the Queen’s nest.” You repeated, as you stepped forward away from the group, summoning a lance to your right hand. “I can’t allow you to hurt the Queen.”
“What, shit!” Noctis gasped, as you quickly pivoted, and began to toss lance after lance at your group, watching them scatter. “Y/N, what the hell!”
Your voice droned from your mouth, as you repeated it again, “I will not allow you to hurt the Queen, your bodies will provide nourishment.”
“Noct wait,” Ignis called, as he stared at you. “Earlier, y/n was cover in some type of secretion from that deamon, she’s not herself.”
“Dude, I know your girlfriend is being mind controlled.” Prompto called, as you tossed another lance at the blonde. “But get her to knock it off!”
“I must protect the Queen.” You groaned, as the large creature appeared behind you, letting out a hiss. “Yes, my Queen.”
Your body rushed forward, as you dodged a swing from Noctis, shoving the Prince aside, as you vaulted over Prompto, aiming your lance for Ignis, only to be quickly stopped by Ignis summoning his own lance.
“Go, destroy that thing, I’ll handle her.” Ignis grunted, as he pushed you back.
“I will protect the Queen.” You groan again, as you moved to go after the others currently heading for your “Queen”
“I do apologize, dear, but I believe this dance is for us.” Ignis called, as he grabbed the blunt end of your staff, yanking you back.
“Queen.” You hiss, as you roll your shoulder back, going to elbow the man in the face only for him to spin you around, pulling your back to his chest.
“Yes, yes my dear, we must save the Queen.” He prattled, only to groan in pain as you kicked him in the shin, rushing to go after the others.
Only for your body to be slammed into the ground, as Ignis tackled you. “I do apologize for being so rough, my love, yet you’re being quite the distraction.”
A loud primal roar came from your mouth, as you brought your hand around, going to swing at his face only for him to back away, before pinning your hands to the ground. Turning as you heard a loud guttural death rattle, your mouth hanging open.
“Queen.” You gasp in disbelief, as the large body fell to the ground, giving one last shake before stilling forever. Blackness creeping into the sides of your vision as your head collapsed to the ground.
You came around a little later, as you felt a slight jostle, than Prompto’s soft voice, complaining about being lost. Looking up to notice that Ignis was carrying you on his back, his jacket placed over your shoulders, his hands placed under your thighs.
“I think we’re suppose to go left.” Noctis stated scratching his head, as you all stood in the middle of the area where you have gotten covered.
“Move forward.” You groan weakly as everyone turned to you.
“Y/N are you feeling alright?” Prompto asked, moving over to you and Ignis.
“Aside from a headache, never better, what happened?” You inquired, noticing how filthy they all were aside from you.
“Fought a huge centipede, so normal everyday stuff.” Gladiolus stated with a shrug.
You gave a soft pout, “I do apologize about that, I don’t seem to have much memory after the creature covered me in mucus.”
“Really?” Noctis asked as the party begun moving again.
“Unfortunately not, was it a tough battle?” You ask, shifting slightly to get Ignis to put you down, only for the man to adjust you in a more comfortable position and kept walking in the right direction after Noctis.
“Like a dance, my love.” Ignis called over his shoulder.
Author’s Note: I really have a problem with writing too many song fics but I’m not sorry about it lol. I hope the dialogue actually sounds like something Derek would say. I try to make it as true to the character as possible. Also, if you haven’t seen Rent, you really should. I love it so much.
It was Saturday night, and you and Derek were at the
policeman’s ball. The ball was supposed to help raise money for the sheriff’s
station. After all of the supernatural troubles, the station had been hit more
than a few times, and it needed some financial help to fix things.
Derek wasn’t too excited about going, but you had a
red dress in the back of your closet that was dying to be worn. The dress hit
you in all the right places, and naturally Derek insisted that you change. You
were always a little hard headed, and you weren’t about to let a man try to
tell you how to dress. Besides, you knew Derek thought you looked hot in the
dress, and he would be the one taking it off at the end of the night.
Hey, I just discovered your blog and your stories are like extremely hot. Would it be possible for you to transform me? If yes, this 5'6 90lbs Asian weakling would like to become a pro bodybuilder (Pornstar as a sidejob would be nice), though I would like to stay an Asian.
“Ah good you are here. I’ve been expecting you. We are going to need you to be ready in about ten minutes so get in the lockerroom and change quickly. Here are your clothes.”
They didn’t seem like much. Just some gray basketball shorts, flip flops, and a white wifebeater. In fact you are wondering what exactly the guy at the desk was talking about. You didn’t want to become a model. You want to go back to the man at the desk and complain, but if this place promises what it does, then you best not try and press your luck. Besides, being a model wouldn’t be that bad.
After stripping down to your briefs you pick up the shorts, only for a pair of posing trunks to fall out of them. You immediately light up and decide to chuck your underwear and shove on your new posers. Your pouch is full and seems to bounce as you twist to see if anything has changed. But nothing looks different, still the same 9.5″ hung asian twink you were before.
You decide that maybe the whole outfit will need to be on to notice the change. The pants are next. As you shove one leg through, it enters a skinny tooth pick, and exits the leg of the pants as a sinewy oak tree. Suddenly caught off balance by the differing sizes of your legs, you quickly put your left leg through the pants and it goes through the same transformation.
You slip on the flip flops and look down, hoping to see some change. Instead all you see is the tent your cock is making, the massive thighs you’ve had since high school with calves to match, and your size 17 feet that are as muscular as the rest of your legs. Sighing, you feel like nothing is going to change as you hold the shirt in your hands.
Feeling like it wouldn’t even work, you slip the shirt over your head. As your arms come out of the arm holes, they are like cannons of muscle, matched by cannonball shoulders right above them. Your pecs push out the front of the shirt. As your head comes out, it got the dose of masculinity it needed to make it in this business.
Realizing there is a full size mirror in the room, you go over to it. Nothing looks out of the ordinary. You are the bodybuilder you always were. You decide to head back out to see what’s going on.
“Ah there you are! You look perfect! Let’s get a few solo shots of your before your co-stars arrive. This will be your next big hit. I can see it now: Huan Lao: Asian Bull Breeding Two Twinks.”
Summary: You just can’t be sated due your extremely hot and sexy boyfriend.
Warning: things get steamy but not smutty
Because of rumors that spread around the base, many assumed that Poe was this cocksure guy that always wanted to get into your pants. They always assumed that Poe was the one who’d always whisk you away to a nearby closet or empty room to have some lovin’ time. But oh how wrong they were.
See, it was always you that wanted to get into Poe’s pants. It was always you that whisked Poe away to a nearby closet or empty room to have some lovin’ time. Poe wasn’t the insatiable one. You were. But could anyone blame you? Your boyfriend was smoking hot! Anything and everything that he did aroused you. It was frustrating and fun.
Poe was simply helping out the engineer, Ossic, fixing some little things on his X-wing. But here’s the thing…the top half of Poe’s usual flight suit was off and the sleeves were tied around his waist. That left Poe in his white under shirt that was now covered in oil and grease. His hair was a little tousled and a thin layer of sweat covered his skin. He looked absolutely delectable.
You watched from afar as Ossic received a pat on the back from Poe, packed up his tools, and disappeared somewhere else on base. You immediately ran up to him.
“I need you.” You stated simply.
Poe cocked an eyebrow, “Now?”
You nodded, “Now.”
Poe looked at you and then his X-wing. He smirked and tugged you with him up the latter, “Let’s go then.”
“In your X-wing?” You asked in confusion.
Poe looked smug, “Yeah. My dad once told me that’s how I was conceived.”
You chuckled, “Please don’t bring your parents up as we’re about to fuck.”
Poe winked at you, “Noted.” He pulled you up onto his X-wing. He hopped into the cockpit and you followed settling down onto his lap. His lands snaked up your thighs and onto your ass where he gripped the mounds of flesh.
You immediately slammed your lips onto his and began to ground your hips down into his crotch.
“Fuck, baby. You’re insatiable, you know that?”
You innocently shrugged, “Not my fault my boyfriend is a hot piece of ass.” You planted another kiss on Poe’s lips.
He pouted, “Don’t objectify me.” You giggled and he joined you. Poe helped you slip your shirt and bra off. You then stopped.
“How the hell am I supposed to take my pants off? There’s literally no room in here.”
Poe looked around the small compartment, “Yeeeeah, I guess I didn’t really think about that.”
You smiled and shook your head, “Alright, flyboy, here’s the plan: I’m gonna put my clothes back on, we’re gonna step out of this X-wing, go back to our quarters, and you’re gonna fuck me ‘til I’m sore and can’t walk tomorrow.”
Poe broke out into a grin, “I have no objections to that whatsoever, sweets.”
hey, can I request a Damian x Reader where they're younger (like 10-12) and somehow best friends but they have a secret like sucking their thumb? and gets all flustered when Damian finds out bc it's a weird habit for kids their age? pls and thank you!
Hi! Sorry this took a while to be posted! Have been busy lately which is the reason why posts are sporadic. Hopefully that will cease soon and I’ll be able to finish writing the requests!
There it is
again. Damian’s right eye twitches when he sees it from the corner of his eyes.
This was not the first time he has seen it though. Over the past year, he has
seen this countless of times but Damian has never had the chance to actually
confront you about it. Damian has waited for you to tell him about it yourself
but it has come to his attention that perhaps you had wanted to keep it a
secret from him. Though judging by how he has seen it again, you are not doing
such a good job.
his head to the side and sees you stiffening slightly before lowering your
hand. He turns around to face you causing you to abruptly stop – your nose is
almost touching his with how he had surprised you by turning around so
suddenly. You stare at your best friend who is staring right at you with
slightly narrowed eyes.
the matter, Damian?” You ask him, stepping back to give some space between the
two of you. Your fingers twitch and you gulp. “Damian, you are starting to
scare me.” You tell him using your other hand to lightly push him away from
surprise, Damian grabs a hold of your hand and brings it up to his face. When
you try pulling your hand from his hold, he simply tightens it and you have
been Damian’s friend for a while now and you know he will only let your hand go
once he has satisfied his curiosity.
stares at your fingers before peeking at you. “I thought you would come to me
about this.” He tells you causing you to look at him in confusion because you
do not really know what he is talking about.
one of his eyebrows at you. “This habit of yours.” Damian points to your thumb
and you blush immediately. Damian is slightly taken aback because this is the
first time you have ever reacted like that in front of him. “Tt.”
“It – It’s
nothing,” Your face feels extremely hot and when you try to tug your hand from
Damian once more, he simply laces your fingers together with his and stare at
you. You are aware of how stubborn Damian can be – it reminded you of the time
when you first met him: if someone told you right then that you would be the
best of friends with Damian, you probably would have laugh because the two of
you were so different but once you got to know him, surprisingly the two of you
share a lot of common interest. You sigh in defeat. “It’s just a habit… I can’t
seem to break out of it yet and it gives me comfort.” You explain.
motioning for you to carry on. You let out another sigh – your face still feels
like it is burning but not by much. “It’s embarrassing and weird.” You mumble,
unable to look away from Damian’s eyes.
shrugs. “I suppose it is a weird habit.” Damian mentions and you are about to
tug your hand away when Damian tightens his hold on yours. “It is nothing you
should be ashamed of. I unfortunately do not really have any habits of that
sort but if you feel like sucking your thumb to help alleviate your discomfort,
you are welcome to do so.” Damian points out before tugging you to follow him. “It
is not like I will shun you or push you away. You are silly, Y/N.”
appears on your face before you nod your head. Instead of walking behind
Damian, you fall in to steps with him instead. “Thank you, Damian!”
1. Pins or thumb tacks. Something sharp and small.
2. Water of any kind.
3. Some kind of moss. If you have access use Spanish moss or duck weed then use that. Any will work though.
4. A spoonful of honey
5. Poppet of some kind (this is your target btw, its up to you to connect the Poppet to your target)
6. A jar or container. (Its not going to be buried, its meant to stay inside so if you have glass thats fine)
Great, you have your ingredients! Put them all in the jar, close it tight and shake the life out of it. The moss, honey, water, and pins should be clinging on the sides of the jar and the Poppet. Now put it in the sun. Do this every day for a week.
This is a simple hex to make your target experience extremely hot and uncomfortable nights where one can’t sleep, no matter where they live! Does work best in the summer but can be used during anytime however!
****this hex may cause night paralysis and sleeplessness for some*****
This hex is also short lived, only a week max because it will start to rot. However, you can turn this into a worse hex by burying the Poppet (if its biodegradable like straw, bread, clay, corn husks ect) and moss ( NOT THE JAR OR PINS) in the ground and letting it decompose. This will cause your targets nights to become terrible; where ‘everything keeps goes wrong’ type of nights.
If you decide to bury the Poppet the hex lasts as long as the Poppet stays together ( so when it starts breaking down the hex stops working) or you unbury it and cleanse the doll (or burn it) to break the hex yourself.
After Even smooched his cheek and murmured “This one is for my favourite boy.” he walked over to chose a song.
“Whom of us does he mean with this, tho?” Magnus asked grinning at Isak, who rolled his eyes but grinned back (it was hard to make an annoyed face when your extremely hot boyfriend is gonna dedicate a song for you, ok?).
Jonas and Mahdi hooted and laughed at this and the boys talked some more, but Isak tuned them out. As sappy as that made him sound, he has only eyes for Even. Those full lips curled to the side in thought as he looked at the songs from which to chose. His eyes getting that little twinkle when he obviously found one he liked.
When the first notes of the melody came, Isak could see that Even was a bit nervous. Doing that bounce, bounce, bounce of his. Eyes flying over the crowd that turned their focus on him more and more. When Even’s gaze found him he felt his eyes take him in and roam over him. (Isak knew Even had a weakspot for the shirt he was wearing.) When Even looked up and their eyes locked, Isak felt the familiar and yet nevertheless exciting flutter in his stomach. Faen he was so in love with him.
“Why the hell would he chose this song?” Jonas said beside him. Exasperated and pulled him out of his thoughts. Isak had been so occupied with, well, Even, that he didn’t even register what song was playing.
“It’s a good song.” Came Mahdi’s voice. Mahdi shrugged a bit and took a sip of his beer. “It’s a beautiful message.”
They all mumbled their agreement to that.
“Fy faen, look at him!” Magnus said followed by his high pitched laugh, “He is gonna make all the panties drop with this!”
Isak leaned forward a bit to better look to Mags and huffed affronted. “What the hell, Mags?!”
Magnus just shrugged and frowned, as if to ask what? His bestfriend, who had laughed loudly at that - the traitor - bumped Isak with his shoulder.
“Relax, Isak. That boy only wants your panties.” Jonas said with a kind smile.
Isak rolled his eyes, looking for help on his other side. But Mahdi just nodded with raised eyebrows.
“That boy is as whipped for you as you are for him, Kamerad. You’re good.”
Before he could decide if this was Mahdi helping or Mahdi half dragging him Even began to sing. And, well, it may or may not took all of Isak’s will not so sigh dreamily bc wow. Mahdi did have a point. He was a goner for Even.
Sam grabbed Dean by the back of his shirt and dragged him back. “Don’t even think about it.” His voice was low and threatening.
“Then grow a pair and go over there,” Dean smirked. “I dare you.”
He rolled his eyes. “We’re not kids anymore.”
“No, but you have them, and that lady right there-” Dean pointed to you, “Is not only great with kids, the complete opposite of your ex, she’s fucking hot.” He pointed out. “And, judging by the way she moves, she’d be great practicing making more.” He licked his lips.
“Did you really just say that?”
Dean shrugged. “I had a feeling you’d like that better than ‘she looks like she’d be great in the sack’.”
The Comfort Series: Whenever you’ve been in a bad place, have you ever thought about how much you wish your favorite character was there to comfort you? This is what ‘The Comfort Series’ is about. This is in no way meant to be triggering but helpful and I hope that this brings some comfort to you.
Prompt: Reader is self conscious about her weight and looks compared to Natasha and Wanda. Bucky comforts and reassures her.
You smoothed down the edges of the pale pink dress and looked at yourself in the long length mirror. The dress was falling just above your kneecaps and it was feeling a bit tight around your bosom. The real struggle was getting the zip done without a friend to help you out. It had taken you nearly five minutes of cramped wrist joints and sweaty fingers to get the job done. The end product of seeing yourself in the dress did nothing to make you feel better. If anything, all that effort to get into the damn cloth made you feel more bitter and angry. You began to claw at the zipper to get it open. You wanted the damn thing off and you wanted to get the hell away from the store.
You got out of the cubicle with rage written over your face and threw the pile of clothes that you were going to try at the lady that was putting away rest of the discarded clothes. You hadn’t meant to be so rude but she got in your way when you were aiming for the metal rack and at the moment, you simply could not be asked to apologize for your behavior. You marched your way out of the store without even bothering to hear Bucky’s protests that were beginning to follow you. When the cool outside air had hit your face, you blinked away a few watery drops that were beginning to form quickly. You quickly glanced both ways and marched across the road towards your car. You got into the car with a violently slam to the door just as Bucky opened his passenger door. Before you could jam the keys into the ignition, he grabbed the metal set from your hands roughly. You tug on them, throwing your anger at him but he refuses to budge. He throws the set in the back and you glare at him fiercely.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” you shout at him, leaning towards the back to find your keys.
“Me? What’s wrong with you?” he yelled back, “you stormed out of that store as if someone was about to get murdered.”
“The only person who’s going to get murdered right now is you if you don’t help me find my keys.”
Bucky looked at you for a few brief moments before locking his jaw. Stretching his body to the back, his hand roamed on the floor until he caught hold of the metallic keys. Clutching them, he held onto them tightly, refusing to put them in your extended hands.
“I’m gonna drive.”
When you went after them again, he stretched his hand back moving them away from you.
“Fine!” You shout, bolting out of the car and stomping towards his seat.
S / o is Karasuno's manager and is changing clothes with Yachi and Kiyoko in the locker room. She is brunette and has bikini marks and she smiles when she realizes that she has just caught the attention of the two of them. ( ・ω)( ・)( )(・ )(ω・ )(・ω・) oya oya?|
atTENTION this is gay as hell
and i wrote this while i was out with friends watching alien covenant bc i was scared as hell
The Karasuno team thanks the competitors. They all run towards their managers, Kiyoko, Yachi, and _____.
They excitedly hugged each of the members, awfully proud and eyes filled with tears. They hand them their waterbottles, towels, and hugs, sweat falling to their foreheads.
“Thanks guys!” Daichi says with a smile.
“Our pleasure. We’re really proud of you guys!” Yachi says, cheeks pink. Kiyoko nods and gives them a small smile.
“You did absolutely amazing.” You say as you pat him on the back. His cheeks turn pink and he laughs, scratching the back of his head.
“We’re planning to go out for dinner. You guys should get cleaned up.” He says chuckling.
You nod and proceed to walk to the changing rooms, along with your fellow managers.
You open the door and start to take off your shirt, it was extremely hot after all. You face the opposite wall to the other girls, your back facing them.
You hear Yachi gasp, your bra strap falling to your shoulders. You smirk and stay focused on changing. You pull your pants down, your slightly tan skin making an appearance.
Your tan lines were showing. Your underwear was the usual triangle shape, but the bikini bottom’s you had one wore were held by two strings by the sides.
You feel the eyes of two girls on you, staring at your whole body.
Kiyoko’s cheeks were pink she couldn’t stop staring at you. She bit her lip, trying to look away.
Yachi’s face was fully pink as she eyes you, unable to look away.
“So hot…” she accidentally whispers. Her eyes widen as she slaps her hands onto her mouth.
You hear her and innocently say, “What was that, Yachi?” You change into your denim shorts, slowly.
She turns around and faces the wall, “Nothing!”
“It’s pretty hot in here huh?” You say glancing at Kiyoko. Her mouth slightly agape.
She noda quickly and you put on your shirt, softly smiling at her.
You all finish changing and you run over to Daichi and Suga. You sling your arm over their shoulders. Kiyoko and Yachi stare at you, their imagination running wild.
“Are you two okay? You’ve been awfully quiet.” Asahi asks.
“It’s just a little hot.” Kiyoko says glancing at Yachi.
She nods, cheeks starting to turn pink again.
You glance over your shoulder and wink at the two girls.
“ Gokudera, Yamamoto, Hibari, Dino, and Mukuro making their SO laugh with a sarcastic comment ” - Anonymous
This was tougher than I thought it would be. I couldn’t think of ANY sarcastic comments that actually fit the requested characters and was funny at the same time. I’m not very good at comedy. xD;;
By the way, thank you so much, Karen-senpai! I don’t think I would have been able to do this request without you helping me with those comments. You’re so wonderfullll~ Oh my god I friggin’ love you~! //hugs ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Anyway, I really hope you enjoy, Sparkles~! c:
Gokudera: “Hey, we’re going out.” Gokudera told you nonchalantly when he picked you up from the gym, hands stuffed in his pockets and a cigarette hanging limply from between his lips. You looked at him with a perturbed expression, blinking owlishly as you stood in front of him.
“We are?” you asked him. The silver haired bomber bit down on his cigarette in irritation, but said nothing and motioned for you to follow as he began to walk back towards your shared apartment. The two of you had been living together from the moment you met - neither of you could afford to live on your own, and your landlord arranged for the two of you to be roommates. Of course, neither Gokudera or you were happy about having to live together, but you eventually warmed up to one another. Now you were dating, and from what you could tell, both of you were happy in your relationship.
Glancing at Gokudera out of the corner of your eye, you saw that he was actually dressed in a three piece suit with a few accessories of his own - his V.G., wristbands, and a few necklaces. “Why are you dressed so nice?” you asked him, which earned you a sigh of exasperation. “I told you. We’re going out.” he repeated, which only confused you more. You never went out places that required you to dress up like that - you never had the money for it. “Yeah, but where?” you asked him, but he remained silent, taking a drag off the cigarette before putting it out and lighting another one.
It was completely silent the rest of the way home. When you opened the door to your apartment, you dropped your bag and went to get a glass of water. You downed it quickly, and placed the glass in the sink before turning to look at Gokudera. “Where-” “Don’t even. It’s a surprise.” he interrupted you from asking him a second time where he had planned to take you. “O-okay… should I get changed?” you asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe the five-star restaurant would love for you to show up in sweaty workout clothes.” he said, causing you to snicker slightly.
“Okay, I’ll go- WAIT. WE’RE GOING TO A FIVE-STAR RESTAURANT?!”
Yamamoto: Covering your mouth as you coughed, you groaned and rolled over onto your side, curling up more and pulling your blanket a little tighter. Of course, with your luck, you had gotten sick the night before your boyfriend’s big game and couldn’t make it. Takeshi had promised to hit a home run for you when he found out, and try to get the game on camera for you to watch later, but you were still upset that you couldn’t see it live. You always loved to watch Takeshi play baseball - he always looked so happy whenever he was up to bat or pitch.
“____! Yamamoto-san is here!” your mother called from downstairs, causing your face to light up.
“S-send him-” you coughed, “up!” you finished in between your coughs. A few minutes later, Takeshi came into the room dressed in his baseball uniform with his bag slung over his shoulder.
“Hey, ____. How are you feeling?” he asked you, smiling as he set his bag down and made his way over to the bed. You quickly covered your face with your blanket, though. “No! You’ll get sick too!” you stated defiantly when he tried to kiss you. Takeshi laughed at your actions, and pulled your blanket down to kiss you anyway. “I don’t care.” he told you as he sat down on your bed and grabbed hold of your hand. “So, you feeling any better?” he asked you as he placed a hand on your forehead to check your fever. Your face was flushed and your skin was extremely hot, which brought a worried expression to Takeshi’s face. “I’m feeling o-okay. My fever just won’t go d-” another cough, “down.” you finished. He knew you were lying though.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t go. How was the game?” you asked him as he brushed some of your hair back behind your ear. Takeshi smiled at you and leaned to kiss you again, this time on the forehead. “Nothing huge happened. Just an alien aircraft that landed on the diamond. I was probed, I hope you’re okay with that.” he said with that adorable grin of his, earning a laugh from you.
“You’re so cute, Takeshi~” you said, coughing again a moment later.
Hibari: You had been exclusively dating HIbari Kyoya for about three months now, and rarely did you ever get to see him. So when he called you in the middle of dinner, you quickly jumped up and went to your room to answer it, forgetting entirely about your dinner. “Kyo-kun! I’m so happy you called!” you said, excited that you get to talk to your boyfriend. “So, how was your day?” you asked him before he could get a word out. Kyoya didn’t really like talking over the phone, so you carried most of the conversation whenever you called him and vice versa. “Long and boring.” he replied with a sigh.
“Did you get to bite any ‘herbivores’?” you asked him, using the word he had used to describe people he believed were weaker and inferior to him, which was mostly everyone. “Only three today. Sawada, Sasagawa, and the Bucking Horse again; they were being noisy.” Kyoya told you; you knew that he was smirking slightly at the thought of being able to bite those three to death earlier today. “Only three? Wow, the students must have been behaving extremely well today.” you said, surprised by how little herbivores had disobeyed. Usually, the number was up in the twenties or thirties; but this time it was only three, and one of them wasn’t even a student or employee at Nami-chuu.
Humming slightly at your observation, Kyoya continued speaking. He was oddly talkative today, you noted. “One of the board members came to inspect the school and make sure everything was running smoothly. I guess they knew that I would have bitten anyone who screwed things up to death.” you chuckled slightly at that statement, a little glad that you attended Midori-chuu with Haru instead of Nami-chuu; but you had entertained the idea of transferring over just so that you could spend some more time with Kyoya. “I’m guessing everything went well then, since you only got three today.” you stated.
“Yeah. I was taking a nap on the roof and they woke me up.” he told you his reason for biting those three earlier. That was something you never understood about Kyoya, how he was such a light sleeper that a petal falling was enough to wake him up but Hibird’s chirping wasn’t.
Lying on your bed with your knees bent upwards, you rolled over onto your back a moment later and let your head hang off the edge. “Mhm. So, will I get to see you tonight?” you asked him, before you heard a click and then a dial tone. Did he just hang up on you? You groaned in exasperation, assuming that it was an accident; so, you laid there, waiting for him to call you back.
“Well, unless you become spontaneously blind, probably.” you heard a voice from your window, which caused you to scream and shoot up, only to fall off your bed. You heard a chuckle come from Kyoya as he sat on the window sill of your bedroom. Looking up at him from the ground, you glared harshly at him, but you couldn’t fight off the laugh that bubbled to your lips from both how silly you must have looked when you fell and his little comment.
“Damn it, Kyo-kun! I told you not to do that anymore!” you said between laughs, sticking your tongue out at him.
“Stick your tongue out one more time. I dare you.” he said with a smirk as you got up and went over to him to give him a hug and a kiss. Being the smartass that you were, you stuck your tongue out one more time, only to be flipped and pinned against the wall to the right of your window. Kyoya kissed you, but you squealed slightly when he bit your tongue before pulling away. “Kyo-kun!"
"Hey, I warned you.”
Mukuro: Being in a long distance relationship sucked. Horribly.
When you and Mukuro met for the first time, you were instantly smitten the second you saw those mismatched eyes of his and the kanji for six that replaced his pupil in the red one. For some reason, one that eluded you entirely, you had always been attracted to people with heterochromia, the condition that causes two different eye colors in the same person. You always found the trait to be extremely enticing and alluring.
So the day you had met, you wasted no time in making your attraction to Mukuro known, and despite the threats from the red haired she-devil named M.M., you asked him out about a month later. Saying that you were shocked when he agreed to go out with you was a major understatement. But since you resided in Namimori and Mukuro lived in Kokuyo with his subordinates, you didn’t really get much time together. You didn’t get to see each other during the weekdays because of school, but during the weekends, you would go to Kokuyo and spend a couple days there with him and his subordinates. You cherished your time there with him despite the constant threats and mild abuse from M.M. and the insults that both Ken and Fran shot at you.
With an exasperated sigh, you went to the roof of Midori-chuu and flipped open your cell, quickly dialing Mukuro’s number. You usually spend your lunch breaks up on the roof talking to Mukuro - today was no exception. When he answered, you smiled and greeted him, before you began to tell your boyfriend about your day so far.
“… and then, Haru just slips on the spilt pudding and falls down flat on her back. She’s still trying to get the pudding out of her hair and clothes.” you told him, laughing slightly at the memory of what happened before you had made your way up to the roof. “Kufufu~” you heard him laugh, followed by the sound of Ken and M.M. bickering in the background over some expensive bag that Satan (as you called M.M.) had bought a week before. Silence filled the air then as the two of you listened to what was being said between Satan and the mutt. “What are they even arguing about?” you asked suddenly.
“Ken used Satan’s bag to carry snacks home. He forgot to empty it, and his chocolate melted. It ruined the lining of the bag completely.” he told you. “Serves her right. Maybe if she didn’t act like such a bitch, Karma wouldn’t be an even bigger one towards her.” you chimed in. If it wasn’t obvious enough, the two of you didn’t get along; your reasons for not liking each other were even more obvious than that.
“So, what are you doing later, Mu-kun?” you asked him as you leaned against the fence that bordered the rooftop of Midori-chuu, his next words causing you to snicker slightly.
“Oh, I’m just gonna take over the world. Or, ya know, maybe watch some tv, play a few games with Chikusa and Ken.” Mukuro said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“It depends if I’m in a world domination kind of mood or not.” he stated chuckling slightly at both your cute little laugh and the things Ken and M.M. were saying to one another in the background.
Dino: You were extremely excited when you found out that the Bucking Horse was returning from his mission earlier than expected. So when the day he was supposed to come home finally rolled around, you had asked Dino to have a candlelit dinner at your place. Your home wasn’t as extravagant as his, and your cooking wasn’t as good as the professional chef’s that worked for the Chiavarone family, but hey, it’s the thought that counts, right? Besides, you had more privacy at your place than you did at his enormous manor, where all of his subordinates resided.
Pulling the chicken from the oven, you placed it on the stovetop so that it could cool down before you set the small table. As you were setting up the candles, your phone rang. Before you lit the candles, you answered the phone with a giddy expression once you saw the caller ID.
“Hey! How was your flight?” you asked him, to which he replied with, “Uncomfortable. Extremely uncomfortable.” Oh yeah, that’s right. Dino hated to fly, even if he was always in first class. You snickered slightly before you brought the food to the table and set it up, the phone pressed in between your ear and your shoulder. “I’m sorry to hear that, sweetie~” you told him. “Liar.” he said; Dino knew you were lying through your teeth. You always found his discomfort when flying to be especially adorable and funny.
“So, we’re meeting at your place in twenty?” he asked you. “Yeah, are you on your way?” you asked him; you were sure Dino just nodded, as if he were standing directly in front of you. He had a habit of doing that when on the phone. “Okay then. I’ll see you then, mi amore~” he told you, about to hang up before you stopped him.
“Wait! How will I know that you’re outside?” you asked him as you took a seat at the table once you had finished setting the table and distributing the food you had cooked for the two of you. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his next statement though.
“Well, if you hear obnoxious doorbell ringing and see a shadowy figure, it’s probably me. Or a serial killer. You should probably check through the eyehole first.” he told you. You smiled and gave him your reply. “I will. I guess it’s a good thing you gave me that glock though, huh?"
You weren’t really a fan of baseball, if you were perfectly
honest. It just wasn’t that interesting to you. However, if you were talking
about the men playing baseball, it
was a completely different story. Your older brother was a huge minor league
baseball fan, for no reason you could discern. They weren’t famous and most
games were basically the same. He’d drag you to a game every once in a while,
if you weren’t working, and you’d eat your overpriced hotdog, pretending to