Vimara00 - Blondie's Writing - Tumblr Blog

Bakugou dating headcannon

(Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

Hi everyone, it's Vi ✨ I was bored so I wrote something about how a relationship with Katsuki would be like. Hope you enjoy! ❤️ (Again, sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes english is not my first language 🙈)

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Warnings: none, just fluff

•At first, it was really hard for him to come to the realisation that he had feelings for someone and even harder task to make you noticed it as he didn't know anything about flirting. So he started treating you "nicely", like not shouting at you or patiently helping when you didn't understand something, and he became a gentleman too as he carried your bag, opened doors for you and gave you his hoodie when it was cold. His behaviour did not go unnoticed by his crush who was waiting for him to finally confess but apparently, the "Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight" was a coward when it came to his feelings so you had to take matters into your own hands and confessed first. Eventhough, Bakugou was a bit annoyed by the fact that you beat him at it, he couldn't be mad with the results.

• Katsuki is a very attentive boyfriend. Even if he is doing something else, his attention is always on you. "You haven't eaten anything for two hours! Eat this goddam bar before I make you!" "Drink some water or you'll get deshydrated" "Take my jacket, you are shaking and your hands are cold"

• Even if he doesn't want to seem like he is worried, he really is very protective of you. He's worried that something bad may happen to you when you are away from him so he's always texting or calling just to check on you. It's not like he thinks you are not strong enough to survive, you sure are, but the fear of losing you is just too much for him to handle it. If you are fighting side by side, he is constantly making sure that you are ok and God forgive whoever is dumb enough to hurt you 😡🧨💥

• Definitely the jealous type. Don't get me wrong, he loves to show you off, especially when you are wearing something that makes your body look even hotter, and he usually walks with his arm around your shoulders or waist, smirking as the sense of pride invades his chest while noticing the others' jealousy. However, he does not enjoy when stupid extras think they could get with his s/o. He probably would appeared from behind them and put his hand on their shoulder activating his quirk and threatening to burn they if they don't leave you alone. Be prepared for a non stop kissing and cuddling session till he forget about it

•He is such a big baby that loves to put his head on your lap for you to stroke his hair while he happily falls asleep. Loves when you pepper his face with kisses, especially his nose and lips. He needs and demands his cuddles before and after classes or else he'll throw a tantrum and be on a bad mood all day. Also, he usually escapes during midnight to your bedroom to sleep with you; he loves to feel the warmth of you body and to leave a trail of kisses on your skin.

• You guys don't fight often but when you do, he shouts to try to get his point across and would probably say really harmful things but when he realises his mistake, he'll leave without a word and come back later more calmed and with a bag full of your favourites. Not matter how bad things are or how mad he is, he'll always come back to you cause he knows that anger fades away but you leaving him for good for something as trivial as a fight is not worth it

•He tries to be a better man and better heroe just for you because you deserve someone who can protect you and give you all the affection you deserve.

• He enjoy cooking with you and trying new recipes together.

• His nicknames for you: idiot, love, sweetheart and babe (and if you are shorter than him, he'll also call you shorty )

•He loves to spoil you. Are you craving chocolate and ice cream at 2AM? He's going to the nearest convenience store to get it for you. You wanted to go to the new cat cafe that just opened in town? He is making reservations for next Saturday. Liked that cute shoes that you saw the other day? He already bought it for you and will suprise you after class.

•So, in conclusion, being Bakugou's partner would be such a dream come true!

___________________

Pd: I would really appreciate it if you, my dearest readers, recommend me some romantic animes (but not the sad ones, more like the funny/silly ones), please! 🙏🏻❤️

just passing by, what if our dearest darling reader finally got to escape from the hold of the "bad" yandere men but you know, felt life is a little lacking without her yandere shigaraki and finally understood why she should had just stayed with him instead of trying to refuse plus she knows that shigaraki loves her and he is alone so she worries for him so... now reader will have to crawl back from where she came from explain it to him and tell him how much she love him.

I didn't know you were from Argentina that's amazing

- Anon 04-04

Yandere Shigaraki x Reader

Hi everyone, it's Vi! ✨ I received this request from an anon and thought it was a great idea to write about it! Thanks anon for requesting 💕 Hope you enjoy! ❤️ (Again, sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Warnings: Yandere content and fluff?

It's been three months since I ran away from Shigaraki's hold. I had been with him for seven months till I saw the chance to scape when the league had a meeting with other villains. At first I thought that I could go back to my old life but the chances of Shigaraki finding me again were too high so I moved to another city and kept a low profile. I didn't asked for the heroes' help as I knew the villain would killed them if I did.

The fist week I enjoyed my freedom to the fullest; I went to the park for walks, went to the cinema or to eat alone at restaurants. However, there were times where I found myself thinking "He would've enjoyed this movie" or "He would've loved this certain place" and, as the days passed, it felt strange not to have him around. On Fridays, we would order take out and watch romantic animes he didn't like but watched just because I liked it and I would end up falling asleep on his arms. Since escaping, I couldn't fall asleep without him so, in order to sleep, all I could do was grabbing a pillow and pretending it was him who I was spooning. Also, every morning I would prepared breakfast for two without realising and a sense of sadness would invaded me each time. I didn't know what to do anymore as I find everything boring; Was life before him this dull? Could it be that he made my days more interesting? It made me really angry that I missed him more every day after hoping to scape from his place for seven months and thinking about going back to his arms made me feel some kind of relieved. However, I stopped those thoughts before I grabbed my keys and leave because It probably was the stockholm syndrome talking and definitely not her being in love with him.

On particular day, I went to the store to buy something to eat and the cashier asked me out. I felt so lonely without Shigaraki that I thought it was a good idea to try to move on and find a reason to stay. So the next day, he took me to an arcade where he tried to win all the stuff animals but couldn't get any and we had ice cream sat on a bench while looking at the stars. It was supposed to be a romantic and intimate moment but, with all honesty, all I could think was how my Shiggy would've won all the prizes just for me and how I really wished it was him next to me watching the sky and not this poor guy who has been talking for fifteen minutes but I wasn't listening. He even took my hand on the way home but it wasn't the same; It wasn't Tomura's rough hand grabbing mine delicately with his pinky finger lift to not decay me. It weren't his lips whose kissed my cheek because if it were his, my cheeks would be blushing like they always do when he kisses me. I entered my house (it didn't felt right to call it home without him in it), alone, and went to find an old Tomura's t shirt (the one I scaped with on) and cry with it in my bedroom floor. I was hard to admit that I missed him but even harder not to be with him. That night, I cryed myself to sleep

My final straw was when, the next morning, I saw on the news that the league's hideout had been attacked by the heroes and apparently, Shigaraki had fought with them but his whereas remain unknown. Tears where rolling down my face without realising. I was so worried yet so scared that something bad had happened to him and I wasn't by his side. What if he died believing I didn't loved him and that I left him for it? I won't be able to live with that thought. I had to find him and make sure he was alright. I needed to tell him what I felt before it was too late.

It was hard to find their location but thanks to Toga answering my phone call, I did. I stood at the door unable to move as my thoughts were running wild and field me with insecurity. What if it was too late and he doesn't love me anymore? What if he is mad at me and wants revenge? Would he want to take me back after all this time? But all of it was interrupted as I was already opening the door. Some of the league members that had survive were hiding here and once I entered, everything got quiet. Horrified looks from everyone in the room but I'm only looking at him (Sorry, I had to put this phrase from Taylor's song hehe), he looked like he haven't been sleeping or eating at all and had many new scars. His eyes were locked in mines and he told everyone to get lost as he needed privacy. The room was silent again and before he could say anything, I said " I know you are probably mad at me and don't want to see me anymore but hear me out first. I need to tell you the truth! All this months I thought I wanted my old life back and that I missed it but once I got it, it was not what I was expecting because I felt that something was missing and that something was you. At first, I didn't want to admit that I cared about you but I realized that life without you had not meaning and if to have freedom I need to be away from you, then I don't want it. I want to be with you but not obliged this time, I want to do it because I love you" At this point my face was on fire and my eyes field with tears but so were Tomura's. He hugged me tight as if he was scared that I would disappear again, kissed my temple and whispered "I was so scared, thought you wouldn't come back to me. I know I'm not the best with words and defenitly not with emotions, but I want to say that I love you and I promise to never let go of you. I promise I'll protect you and to make you happy, just please stay with me" his voice break at the end as he cupped my cheeks tenderly and kissed me with so much love and affection. We stayed hugging each other for a while as I said "I would never leave you ever again"

While you thought you were so capable of scaping and "hiding" from him, he had already known your new location and even had cameras inside your new apartment. He had people following you, telling him what you were doing and remember the guy you went on a date with? Well, he has vanished from earth, Shigaraki made sure of it. He have you time to realised how much you need him and if you happened to enjoy your life without, he would've made sure you never see the sunlight as he'll keep you locked in his room. But you'll never know any of that.

Jealous Dabi! X F! Reader

Hi everyone, it's Vi!✨ I decided to write something about jealous Dabi. Hope you enjoy! ❤️

Pd: Sorry I haven't been posting but I was on vacation and didn't have good connection hahaha

(Again, sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Warnings: suggestive maybe? but not really smut

• Well, let's imagine you are Hawks' quirkless secretary and certain day he asked you to attend to a LOV meeting with him in order to record what they'll say

• Everything was going smooth till a very tall guy with pursing blue eyes sat next to you and asked "what is a woman like you doing in a place like this?" You tried to not be affected by this intense staring and said "I'm here with Hawks since I'm his secretary I need to involve myself for the cause too" Apparently that piece of information caught his attention and gave you an curious look but before letting him speak again you continued saying "Anyways, what do you mean a woman like me?" And he smirked while saying" I meant a delicate and beautiful lady like you being in a shitty hole like this" You were blushing like a tomato and Touya thought it was really cute

• Since that day, Dabi tried to be as near to you as possible every time you were on reunions together. Also, he would text you and appear out of the blue at the end of you shift just to spend time with you even if it meant getting caught by the heroes. At first, Touya thought he could manipulated you to gain information but after a while, he realised you weren't aware of your surroundings and he started to feel the need to protected you from this society. Something in Hawks didn't sit well with Dabi's interested in you but he choose to ignore it and take advantage of it.

• Some time before the heroes attack to the LOV's base, Dabi was waiting for you to get out of work hiding at an alley. It been fifteen minutes and there was no sight of you but before he started to torture some sidekicks about your wereouts, you and Hawks appeared from the sky to land safely at the entrance of the agency. The hero had you prestressed against his chest with his arms around your waist and your hands grabbing his t shirt. This act itself made Dabi's blood boild and without realising, fire started to came out of his arm. How dare that pathetic asshole put his hands on his girl. Yeah, you two didn't have a title yet but that didn't mean he could be touching you like that. He thought everybody knew you were off limits but apparently, he needed to make thing more clear for those stupid heroes that wanted to take you away from him. Oh and he was gonna make Hawks pay but he needed to control himself before he did something infront of you that'll make you scared.

• That night Hawks offered to take you to your house when Dabi appeared next to you wrapping his arm around your waist and giving it a squeeze while pulling you closer "She doesn't need a ride. I'll take her home. We have a long night, don't we love?" He looked at you with range and lust on his eyes while grabbing your chin with his index finger. You weren't sure what he exactly meant by that cause' you both only had shared kisses now and then but never got to something more sexual. However, his words and the way he was staring at you said otherwise.

• "We are going now, doll" They started to walk but Dabi turned around a little to looked at Hawks dead on the eye as if challenging him. Touya knew the hero felt something towards his girl so he wanted to make very clear for him that she was his and his only and that he won't let him get away with those actions.

• Once at your apartment, you were slammed against the door as Touya force you to look at him by grabbing your jaw "I think I haven't been cleared enough with you so let me get this straight" He got near your mouth while looking lustfully at you and said "There is a big difference between that stupid hero and me. He would definitely sacrifice you for the world's benefit while I would burn the whole world just for you (hear this on tik tok and it fits him hahaha well)" He then traced your lips with his thumb as he said "You are mine. You belong to me since the fist day I lay eyes on you and I won't let some idiot believe he can take whats mine. Am I clear?" You simply nodded as he attacked your lips while wrapping his hand around your neck. Once he broke the kiss, his hand remained on your neck and he added a bit of pressure on it demanding for you to say you were his. Then he applied open mouth kisses on your neck while leaving marks on your sweet skin so Hawks and other assholes would see you belong to him. That was just the start of a very long night and let's just say you couldn't go to work the next day.

Valentine's Day with Shouta Aizawa by Vi ✨

Hi everyone, it's Vi! ✨ So as you already now it's valentines day in many countries so I decided to do something fluffy for you ❤️ Hope you enjoy! (Again, sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

Pd: Happy valentine's day to those who have a special someone! And to those who hasn't, treat yourself with some chocolates and flowers because loving yourself is also a reason to celebrate! 💕

Warnings: none, just fluff

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

The heroes have won and restored peace. It took some time to rebuild the cities near the fight but in a few months, Japan was functioning like usual. The classes at UA started again and everyone was excited to be back at school (even those who have lost friends, family or teachers) but not Aizawa. He felt terrible about how things turned out and just couldn't move on like nothing ever happened. Not when he has scars that hasn't healed yet. He lost many friends and now he was incapable of using his quirk to save others. Because of it, he felt useless and miserable as he was no longer a hero and all he had left was teaching.

Mic was getting worried about his friend's behaviour; he didn't eat or sleep and started shutting down to everyone around him. It was when Eri knocked the door one night saying she was scared cause Aizawa had locked the door to his bathroom and won't come out, that the hero decided to put an end to this situation. Firstly, he obligated his friend to go the psychologist and then, every week they would go out in order to make him feel comfortable interacting with other people again; this included setting him up on dates against his will. Having a relationship was not something he needed right now and he definitely didn't want to become a burden to anybody. That was until a certain someone came along...

Y/n was a foreigner doctor that arrived to Musutafu a few months ago when she found out what was happening and wanted to help. She had a "sanation quirk" which meant she could cure and regenerate body parts. She's specialised in working with people who had been badly injured and needed to train their body functions from the beginning.

After helping to attend civilians and heroes during the final war, Nezu offered her a job at the UA as "Recovery girl" was finally retiring and she gladly accepted. She was introduced to the other stuff a few weeks earlier but Shouta was nowhere to be seen and definitely didn't pay Yamada any attention when he talked about a "new sexy doctor" or something like that cause, if he had listened to him, he would've been prepared for such a sight. His friend suggested to visit the new college as maybe she could help him to recover fiscally (and also because he knew that the moment Aizawa saw her, he would be hooked) So there he sat rigid without making eye contact while she inspected his injuries. She was so close that he couldn't help but smell her sweet perfume. Y/n (as she has told him) was the prettiest woman he has ever seen or been near, by far; her e/c eyes brought calm when he looked into them and her reassuring smile told him everything was going to be ok and suddenly, he realised how rough this months have been that a simple gesture fold with positivity, made him feel so overwhelmed he needed to get out of the room for a few moments.

Once he came back, the doctor was smiling at him and made him sit next to by grabbing his rough hand into her delicate one He was not expecting such an action as well as not expecting her look at him right on the eye and said "Have some good news for you! First of all, we are gonna replace this pirate bandage you have for an implant and, with my quirk's help, it could regenerate your hability to see and use your power. However, it'll take time. We will work together in rehab and maybe and year from now, you would be able to use your quirk like you did before! (I'm not a doctor, I actually study law, so please understand all of this is fantasy)" Aizawa couldn't believe what he was hearing, he even thought Mic had told her say that so he wouldn't feel so terrible but the look in her eyes was one of genuine happiness and sincerity so he choose to believe and chase, after so many years, the hope of having a good ending where he could finally be in peace with himself.

Six months later, Shouta was quite pleased with how much he achieved. He started eating, sleeping and teaching like he did before it all went down the hill. He really had missed training his students and doing hero work. So he was glad he visited y/n that time, speaking of which became one of his best friends. She was always by his side; on his worst days where everything hurt and he didn't want to keep going, she was there to extend him a hand. Also, on those days were training seemed easy and he would do everything right, she was there to cheer for him. It was just a "mere coincidence" that his favourite days were the ones he spent next to her. Actually, they had their own routine together; they would eat every day the bento boxes she prepared to lunch at the rooftop, also, before going to the teachers dorms, they would have a cup of coffee and tea (a vanilla tea with honey for her. Yes, he memorized her favourite drink because he is a really good friend, right? Right?) and twice a month they would go out to eat alone or sometimes Hizashi joined them.

Some days, she would appeared unexpectedly to play with Eri and they would ended up having dinner together, like a family. Oh, that made Aizawa stay awake at night. The mere thought of having y/n on his life as more than a friend, made his head spin. He would take to his own grave that sometimes, when they were out with Eri, he actually pretended they were a real family and when old ladies comment on how cute their child was, he did not denied and respond "yes, I know just like his mother" just to see the cute blush on her face and for her to hit his arm because of embarrassment.

Her arrival had been a blessing and there was no denying she'd saved him but somewhere along the way, feelings got confusing and their friendship was something more to him. When he was around her, he no longer felt lonely and sad. She made him feel loved when she traced the scars from fights he wanted to forget or when she would put his head on her lap and caressed his hair till he was asleep. Every little thing made him fell in love with her allover again, that's why he had prepared a big surprise in order to confess. He has been leaving romantic letters on her desk with flowers or chocolates, other times he left some vanilla tea with her favourite cake or small gifts such as plushies, earrings and necklaces all from her secret admirer. The girls from class 2A had given him the idea and help him choose a few of them.

When Valentine's Day arrived, Shouta was so nervous he thought he would explode. Today was the day he'll finally confessed. He had made a reservation at the highest building in the city just to have the best view for the fireworks show and the lake. He made sure they served her favourite dish and that were roses on the table. He left a letter on her desk that said "Today I'm going to have enough courage to tell you how I feel. Please meet me at 8PM at xxxx, I'll be waiting. Pd: This is my final gift before reviling identity, please feel free to wear it tonight. Kisses, your secret admirer" and next to it was a box with a beautiful red dress inside. Something modest and elegant but just as stunning as you were. He did a design for Momo to make and he couldn't be happier about how it looked on her, She looked like a princess straight out of a fairy tale. She still hadn't seen him and Shouta panic for a moment, his head filled with bad thoughts like "what if she rejected him? What if she didn't like him?, etc" but once he looked eye with her, he knew everything was going to be alright even if she rejected him. Her eyes were full of curiosity and she was trying to hide the blush on her face by looking around the restaurant so he took this moments to admire her. If he could his the ground she was walking, he definitely would. What a sight she was. Not only with this beautiful dress but also when she wore that cute pijama bunny with her hair on a messy bun. He would choose that sight every day for the rest of his life. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew there was no coming back and he gladly accepted that from the start. He was hers to take if she wanted to and he would make sure to give her the best of him, mind, spirit and soul.

He hadn't realised he's been holding his breath for a few seconds until she was in front of him with a timid smile and said "I was hoping it was you all along" and took him by surprise by kissing him and that was how it started. He didn't know what he did to deserve someone as wonderful as her but he'd make sure she won't regret ever choosing him.

How a relationship with Shoto Todoroki would develop by Vi ✨

Hi everyone, It's Vi! ✨ Today I was thinking about how would a relationship with Shoto be like so I wrote this. Hope u enjoy! ☺️ (Again, I'm sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

Warnings: none, just fluff

All character reservations to Horikoshi

Strangers to friends

• When you both entered the U.A, Shoto wasn't interested in making friends as his mission was to supperpass Endeavour. He didn't have time for things as trivial as establishing relationships and he made it known to everyone around him. However, everything changed when he scored a low grade at the spanish exam. He actually thought he could manage that class easily without help but it didn't seem like it and that really damage his self-esteem. Aizawa already knew Shoto would've a negative reaction so he suggested to asked his classmates for help and let's just say, the idea didn't thrilled him. Everybody was asking Yaoyoruzu, Bakugou or Deku for help but he was too proud to asked them. He would figured out something by himself.

• Shoto spent the whole week reading Spanish books but he just couldn't grasped the concept. Also, his irritation grew more as his classmates were progressing faster that him (thanks to the tutoring lessons they were given)

One afternoon in particular, Shoto was in the library working on some exercises when one girl from his class appeared. She grabbed a book and sat down near him. As much as he would like to say he couldn't care less about her, he definitely knew who she was. Her name was y/n, she had an air manipulation quirk and a very distracting face. And by "distracting", he meant "the prettiest face he's ever seen" and what bother him so much it's that, more often than not, he would give quick glaces her way during class and completely forget what he was doing.

Shoto has never been able to make friends as his father always put training above more mundane things so he had cero social skills. So this "attraction" he felt towards her was also something he had never experienced before and even he wanted to get closer to her, he just didn't know how so instead, he did his best to ignore her. However, it was kind of difficult as she definitely was the nicest person he's ever meet.

• y/n saw he was struggling with some spanish exercises and offered to help as it was her first language so it was easy for her and eventhough he declined her offer many times, she helped him anyway. It was actually the best decision she could ever make as not only he got on of the highest scores in class but also, Shoto finally let her get closer to him even if he still had this "unapproachable actitud". And that's how their friendship started and honestly, everybody was shocked that the 1A's rain of sunshine was friends with Todoroki.

• At first it was only saying hi to each other, sitting together at lunch and training together. However, over time, Shoto warmed up to her (and also to others) so they hung out at y/n's bedroom where they watched movies and also had this tradition where they would go to different restaurants or cafe every month.

• After the Sports festival, Endeavour offered y/n to do a internship at his agency along with his son but, for Shoto's relief, she said no as she went to pro hero Hawks agency. Eventhough he would've liked to spent more time with her, he wanted to keep his father away from y/n and her quirk. He felt the need to protected her but little did he know that wasn't just him being connected with but something else; something more deeper and he was about to find out...

Friends to lovers

• Fuyumi invited Shoto's friends, Izuku and Bakugou, to have dinner at their house but Endeavour and her were not expecting someone else to appeared after they all were at the table. Shoto had sent a last minute message to invite y/n but didn't want to tell his sister beforehand as she would've pushed the topic and, honestly, he wasn't ready to rationalized those feelings. Because lately, he's been feeling this kind of excitement every time he caught a glimpse of her, smiling a lot more when she was around and his breath was taken away when she would put her head on his shoulder or held his hand. He could be dense sometimes but he wasn't an idiot, deep down he knew this meant something else but was too coward to act on it. Everybody was shocked to see the young lady as Shoto was someone who kept his private life for himself. Izuku, Bakugou, y/n and him survived the tense situation and where about to head home but not before Fuyumi did an interrogation to Shoto about this new friend of his. Her sixth sense told her little brother was in fact, in love with the e/c girl. It was just too obvious! his sister noticed how his normally "irritated face" (because of Endeavour) light up when y/n arrived or how he was always attentive and paying attention to what she did or what she was saying. Also, when she asked y/n if she was Shoto's girlfriend he did not denied but blushed instead. So she really hoped his brother could be happy with her and treat her right

(Of course Fuyumi gave y/n her number for exchanging recipes and update her about his little brother)

•One particularly day, during training, Izuku and y/n were sparing together, something very unusual as she always trained with Todoroki. At first, he thought that maybe she just wanted to try fighting with other quirks (eventhough theirs work perfectly together) so he kept going with his day as usual. However, when she sat next to Midoriya at lunch and were having a very animated conversation, he started to feel a bit irritated but didn't say anything. That night, he had been so busy that he ended up showering really late. As he was walking to his room, he saw y/n coming out of Midoriya's bedroom and when she realised he just caught her, her eyes widened and she nervously said goodbye to him and left in a hurry. Oh, Shoto saw red! If it wasn't for the fact that Deku had closed his door quickly, he would definitely be freezed by now. He didn't like this feeling of pure range but he couldn't help it. Since when they got along so well? What was so fascinating about Midoriya that everybody fell to his feets? Gosh he prayed she didn't like his friend like that cause he didn't know what he would do. All this interaction lighted up an alarmed that remainded him that she won't wait forever, that he needed to confess before he lost her to someone else

• Shoto couldn't sleep that night, planning his confession and imagining possible scenarios and reactions to it. He didn't know if she felt something more than a friendship and honestly, he was scared shirtless cause he didn't want to lose their great friendship, he wouldn't known what to do with himself if y/n rejected him. He couldn't go back to how his life was before her appeared in it and made it worth living beyond a revenge. And, eventhough he was terrified of her response, it was better than to keep those feelings bottled. So the next morning he left a letter on her desk saying he needed to talked to her and that they should met at the school's terrace.

• Once she stood in front of him, he didn't let her ask any questions and just went straight to the point (as he always did) "Look y/n, the reason I called you here today was because something's been bothering me for a while. You and my feelings for you. Since we first spoke, I thought you were too good to be actually true and when you became my friend, I felt blessed to have someone I can trust and who doesn't judge me. Someone who taught me that it's ok to cry sometimes and that my feelings are valuable. I even started to opened up more to others. And all thanks to you! I'm not gonna lie, when I saw you with Midoriya yesterday, my heart hurt cause the thought of being so close to you yet losing you, was just too much. I know I'm being selfish. You deserve someone who has no trouble expressing their emotions or someone who isn't carrying childhood scars that haven't healed yet (emotionally speaking) Maybe you should be with someone as nice as Midoriya" he paused and continued "but what I'm trying to say is that, if you ever feel anything for me that makes you appreciate the good things above all the bad things I have, I swear to love you with my heart and soul. Take it both of them, it's full of you. Take all of me y/n, I'm already yours anyway... It's ok if you don't reciprocate, I mean you don't -" And Shoto was definitely not expecting for her to kiss him but he won't complain. The kiss was a bit clownsly as they were inexperienced but it was beautiful because they loved each other and they would've time to learn. From that day, Shoto kept his promise to loved her and protect her and he felt in love with her every day all over again.

The date (Shigaraki X F!Reader) By Vi ✨

Hi everyone, It's Vi ✨ I decided to write part two of my recent post (if you haven't read it, click here) I hope you enjoy! (Again, I'm sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

Tag @thickemadame

Warnings: mentions of blood but fluff anyway

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Shigaraki has been talking with y/n for over two weeks and they already had planned where they would go to have lunch. It actually took that long to organised because of Tomura's "busy schedule" (which meant finding a day where AFO or the league wouldn't need him) and also because he needed to make sure the place they picked was safe (but she didn't have to know any of that)

All this nights spent together talking and playing games, made him believed that maybe there was a chance to be loved and happy in this world. And he liked the person he became around her, made him feel a little more human and not a complete "monster", like everybody thought.

However, he was scared shirtless of her reaction when she'd put the pieces together and realised who he really was and what he was aiming to achieve. But Tomura wished that when it happens, she'll understand him and stays by his side.

The day of their "date", as he liked to call it, was around the corner and so was his anxiety. What if he was too much of a freak for her? What if she saw him at daylight and thought he was ugly (which he believed he was)? How would he talked to a woman when all his life he was rejected or feared by them? So many questions that didn't let him sleep at night. That and the constant thoughts of her soft skin and how good it felt to have her lips on his cheek. He dreamed about having her in front of him and being able to kiss and caress her body.

He didn't have anybody to share his thoughts and opinions about this and he knew he couldn't ask his master; he would say that she was a "distraction" and would try to hurt her. That's why he reminded calmed and did his own research by watching shitty romantic movies and series.

He was in the middle of "Notting Hill" when a new notification arrived, it was a message from y/n!

Cute girl: Hi Tomura! Can't wait to see you tomorrow ❤️

Cute girl: Oh and Sombra also says hi!

His heartbeat increased a lot every time she sent him a text or call. Tomura really enjoyed talking to her; she always had something interesting and funny to say and make his day better. He's excited to see y/n tomorrow! And his mind drifts to what cute outfit would she use and wonders if he should asked her what colours was she going to wear in order to match with hers but realised it might be a little creepy as they haven't known each other for that long.

Suddenly he felt into the realisation that he hadn't thought about an outfit yet and it made him panicked. Running to his closest and looking for something suitable to wear. He couldn't hide his face behind "father" but he also couldn't wear another hoodie so his long dilema started. It took him almost two hours to find something that made him look decent enough and then, he heard another notification.

Cute girl: Hey, it's everything alright?

Cute girl: If you don't feel like going out, it's ok! You don't have to

Oh god no! He had forgotten to respond. Why was he such an idiot? Now she thought he didn't want to come! As usual, he started to scratch his neck furiously till it bleed. Maybe he was overthinking this too much and forgot that he needed to enjoy

Him: Hi y/n!

Him: I'm sorry! I didn't mean to left you on read! I remembered that I didn't have anything planned to wear and I started looking for something and lost track of time

Him: I'm really excited to see you tomorrow

Him: hope u haven't changed your mind about our date

Cute girl: Oh, don't worry! I just thought you didn't want to come and, if I'm being honest, I was kinda sad 🥺🙈

Cute girl: So... Are we seeing each other tomorrow?

Him: Yes!

Cute girl: Yeiiii! I'm so happy!

Cute girl: See you on tomorrow then! ☺️

Tomura was so happy that she seemed to be excited to see him and what was even better was that she didn't corrected him when he said it was "date" so it meant she wanted to date him too! At least, he hoped it meant that

______________________

Tomura arrived half an hour earlier just in case. He didn't want to spoil anything. Today must be perfect! He was waiting on a bench at the park near the restaurant when she appeared. Her h/c hair was down, she had very little make up (as much as he could tell) that made her face lighted up even more and she was wearing a black long sleeve dress with a big scarf that hide part of her face but he could still see the blush on her nose and cheeks. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. She looked so adorable and sexy at the same time! How was that even possible?!

When she finally spotted him, she hurried to where he was and gave him a big hug that last more than it should for two people who didn't know each other that well. Tomura stood still while being embraced by her. The last time he was held like this, he ended up decaying his whole family so it made him worried. He wasn't sure if he should reciprocate the gesture so he opted for leaning closer in order to smelt her sweet perfume; she smelt like vanilla and happiness. He wished he smell good enough for her as he took three showers to get rid of blood's smell (he had happened to come across some heroes yesterday and things had scaled quickly)

"It's so nice to see you, Tomura! Thanks for coming" She said while distancing herself from him and he was invaded by sadness as he lost the comfort her embrace provided him.

Then, Y/n looked at him up and down and said "You do look good, gamer boy" and winked at him. At that moment, Shigaraki lost the hability to speak as he was too shocked by her statement. Never in his whole life he'd had someone telling him such a thing and not being joking. Did she truly think he "looked good"? If it wasn't for her innocent smile and those doe eyes, he would've thought it was a joke.

"T-Thanks... You look really pretty" "Thank youuuu! How about we go to the restaurant? I'm starving hahaha" She laughed and Tomura seriously believed it was the greatest melody he's ever heard. As he nodded, she grabbed his arm and pulled from him saying "Let's go then!"

They sat across each other on the floor at a very traditional Japanese restaurant. She did most of the talking and he was glad about it. First of all because he wanted to know everything about her and secondly, cause he still couldn't grasped the fact that he was on a date with the most beautiful woman to ever exist on earth. When food arrived, she went to grab a napkin for both but so was Tomura and their hands touched making her blush adorably and he couldn't help but stared. She looked at him, then to their hands and frowned. He paralysed. Was he staring too much? Did his hand disgusted her? Before he could kept on thinking, she took his hand into hers and said "I don't know what you did but you have to be more careful" as she healed his wounds while caressing them with so much tenderness that he had to suppressed the need to kiss her "There, you are all healed!"

She released his hand and gave him a look full of curiosity "What?" He asked as he was getting nervous of how intense her stare was "Oh nothing... I'm just wondering which is your quirk, if you have you, of course" Tomura remained silenced for a few seconds and contemplated the idea of telling her the truth. He didn't want to risk their possible future but he didn't want to lie to her either "I have a decay quirk. I turn into dust everything I touch with my hands. I know it's kinda creepy but..." y/n didn't let him finished as she said "Wow! That's such a powerful quirk you have! Nobody would mess with you, that's for sure hahaha"

Shigaraki was glad you took it well as their conversation kept going. She asked many questions about his personal life and also talked about the place she worked at. Apparently, she was a nurse that worked at a local hospital (her quirk being really convenient) and she lived alone with Sombra near the league's hideout

After a while, they left the restaurant but didn't want the date come to an end so they went to the park to chat some more as they walked. Tomura didn't want to overthinking about the fact that his hand interviewed with hers and she didn't complained; actually, she seemed really comfortable and he couldn't be happier.

A few minutes into walking, he realised she was shivering and so he copied the same gesture he saw many times in those romantic movies. He took his jacket off and put it in her shoulder while keeping his arm around her in order to kept her warm. Her face was blushing so hard that he thanked all the time he spent watching TV instead of preparing for the LOV next attack

She was so close that he could just leaned down a little bit and kissed her. They remained on their spot while looking at each other intensively and leaned forward for a very expected kiss. But luck was not with them as it started to rain and they had to run to a tree for shelter. When it stopped raining, he took her to her apartment but didn't leave before coming to the door and saying hi to Sombra.

"I had so much fun today! I was thinking that when you are not busy, maybe you could come to my house. I can cook something nice and we can play games... What do you say?" She looked at him waiting for his response but Tomura sword he was in another galaxy. Of course he wanted to spent more time with her and try what she prepared for him "I would love to. How about next Saturday?" "Yes! Then, see you on Saturday Tomura!" She came closer to kiss his cheek and whispered into his ear "I'm looking forward to see you again, gamer boy"

When Tomura arrived at his bedroom, he saw that he had a new notification; a message from you that made him lose the hability to breathe. (Literally *tomura e.x.e stopped working*)

Cute girl: Tomuraaaa, you left your jacket

Cute girl: I'll give it back on Saturday, ok?

Cute girl: Oh and for the record, I would've let you kiss me in the park 🙈

All thanks to the cat (Shigaraki X F!Reader) by Vi ✨

Hi everyone! It's Vi ✨ Today I decided to write something about our crusty boy, he needs to be loved ❤️ I hope you enjoy! (Sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

Warnings: mention of blood but fluff anyway

All character reservations to Horikoshi

While the league of villains' location was still unknown, Tomura could walk around the neighborhood wearing a hoodie to hyde his face just in case someone recognised him. He wasn't a morning person so usually all his scapes from the hideout were at night, probably to get coffee or some snacks as an excuse to get away from the others.

On his way to the convince store, he saw a cute kitten in the middle of the street. It looked a little lost and terrified of its surroundings but Shigaraki paid no attention and kept walking. That was until he heard a car speeding towards the cat and, without thinking, he ran across the street to grabbed it and pushed both himself and the animal to the sidewalk. The car stopped a few meters away from them and the driver got out of vehicle to check if everything was ok. Unfortunately for him, Tomura is not one to forgive so, in the blink of an eye, he decayed the guy and left with the kitten. The little thing seem to appreciate his gesture as it started to rub its head on him. That's when the villain realised it had a collar with a telephone number. He contemplated for many minutes if he should gave the cat back to its owner or take it with him. However, he couldn't go back to the league with a kitten, they would saw him as someone weak so he surprisingly opted for calling the owner.

It was 11 PM and they probably won't pick up but he gave it a try anyways. At the second tone, a girly voice sound from the other side of the line and Shigaraki just froze on the spot. He was not expecting for them to respond and even worst, for it to be a girl.

"Hi, is someone there?" The angelic voice said and Tomura realised he should say something before she hang up "Hey I - I found your cat on the street and it was almost hit by a car..." "Omg! Noooooo, did something happened to him?! Please tell me he is okay!" "Yeah...he is here with me, may you pick him up? I'm in front of the convince store" "Yes!! I'll be right there! Wait for me, don't go please" And their conversation ended

Tomura started to sweat thinking that a woman was coming and he didn't know what to say or how to even talk a female. But then he thought about what would happened if she recognised him, he definitely would've to kill her but all those thoughts were out of the window once he saw her. Oh, how he wasn't prepared for such a sight! A curvy short girl appeared from around the corner and her face lighted up once she saw them. Her h/c hair was a little bit messy and apparently, she was wearing a nightgown under a big jacket that cover most part of it. Tomura brain was malfunctioning at this point and his heart beat so fast he swore it would come out his chest.

"Oh, thanks god Sombra (means shadow in Spanish) it's ok! I've been looking for him all day but couldn't find him anywhere! Your are such a lifesaver! Thank you so much" the pretty girl was almost crying as she grabbed her cat while giving it a few kisses and Shigaraki heart almost skipped a beat at the sight.

"What's your name, mysterious knight in shining armour?" She looked at him with a smile on her face and it took a few seconds for him to respond because of how flustered he was "I'm Tomura" "Nice to meet you, Tomura! I'm y/n" She extended her hand waiting for him to shake hers but before he could reacted, the e/c eyed girl grabbed his hand and shake it enthusiasticly

He was staring at her, waiting for the inevitable moment of her turning to dust. However, it never came as she separated from him and kept talking about something he couldn't catch on.

What had happened? Why didn't she turned into dust like the others? He started to scratch his neck as she turned to look at him worryingly.

"Sorry if I'm overstepping a boundary but your neck is bleeding a little bit, let me..." Y/n didn't finished her sentence as she reached her hand to his neck and suddenly, all scratch marks and blood was gone

"How did you do that?" He asked curiously about what her quirk was and also wondering why someone as sexy as her would get near or even help someone like him " I have a sanation quirk! I can cure from a headache to a missing limb and it also makes my body immune to some attacks. Cool, isn't it?" She wink at him and the air left his lungs for a moment. God, was she beautiful! "Yeah, it's a pretty cool quirk"

"Well, it's getting late so I probably should be going" Oh no, it's the first time he found someone who he couldn't turned into dust and also the first girl to look at him and not be disgust and she was already leaving. Tomura thought this was some kind of sick joke fate played with him where it would showed him the best piece of god's creation and then, take it away from him. Because freaks like him never get the girl even if they are willing to burn the whole world for them. But sometimes, fate plays with very interesting cards and makes unexpected happen

"Hey I'm... After all you've done for Sombra the least I could do is invite you to lunch sometime! Maybe somewhere quite where we could talk...What do you say?" She said as her cheeks turned red and she avoid looking at him

Shigaraki was not expecting her to invite him to hang out but he wouldn't complained. He felt flustered that a cute girl such as her wanted to go out with him. He couldn't believed his luck! He actually considered this being a dream and he didn't want to wake up anytime soon

"Yes, I would like that" he tried to smile as her eyes shined with excitement "Great! I'll give you my number so we can communicate and see when or where we could go!" If this wasn't the best day of his entire life, when y/n kissed his cheek as a goodbye, it definitely was!

Let's just say that Tomura came back to the hideout with more than a few snacks

______________________

Bonus

Him: Hi, It's Tomura

Him: Hope you and sombra arrived ok

Cute girl: Hiii Tomura!

Cute girl: Yes we did! He is already sleeping.

Cute girl: Too much adventure for him 😜

Cute girl: Thanks again for saving him! I own you one 🙏🏻

Him: It's ok, he was too cute to ignore

Cute girl: hahaha yeah! He is the cutest

("You are the cutest" He wanted to say but thought it was too early for that)

Cute girl: *picture attached* ( y/n with Sombra on bed)

Cute girl: Ready for bed! Hope u have a good night sleep! See you soon, Tomura 😘

(Oh, his soul left his body after that.

He probably won't admit that he watched that photo every night before bed. He should buy a treat to that cat when he sees it again)

Masterlist✨

My hero academia 🥦🔥

Fluff 💕/ Smut 🔥/Angst 😡/Sad 🥲

Keigo takami

Making cookies 💕

Dabi/Touya

You'll never leave me(Yandere!)😡

Jealous Dabi x F!Reader 🔥?

Katsuki Bakugou

Distraction 💕

Bakugou dating headcannon 💕

Tomura Shigaraki

All thanks to the cat 💕

The date 💕

Yandere Shigaraki (Yandere!)💕?

right where you left me 🥲

Shoto Todoroki

How a relationship with Shoto Todoroki would develop 💕

Always 💕

Shouta Aizawa

Valentine's Day with Shouta Aizawa

Eijirou Kirishima

Too blind to see 💕 Part 1

You'll never leave me (Yandere!DabixF!Reader)

Hi everyone! It's Vi ✨ I received a request from @oyasumimosura and I hope you all enjoyed it! (I'm sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

Warnings: yandere themes, curse words

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Touya's childhood was field with sadness and disappointment. Every passing day he wished his father would look at him and be proud of how big of a hero he would be, strong enough to surpass All Might!

Not even his brother and sister could understand how he felt; no one ever did! Until a certain someone appeared and brought light to his miserable life. Her name was y/n, a little girl he met at the forest he used to go for training.

At first, he was irritated by the fact that a stupid girl was at HIS secure place but couldn't stop staring from distance how wonderful her quirk was. Apparently, the girl had a water manipulation quirk and was practicing next to the lake. Touya felt envious about how much control she had over her power and how it made no damage to her body.

After a while, the little girl notice that there was someone near the rocks and find a pair of blue eyes staring at her. When she saw a boy around her age, she smiled waving at him and Touya felt his heartbeat fasten. He was accustomed to angry stares that made his blood run cold not pretty smiles that made him feel warm. After that day, y/n and Touya became inseparables. They trained together and share bento boxes her mom made for the two of them (he even went to her house when thing got heavy at home)

One particular day when Touya was crying into her arms and she would whisper that everything was going to be okay, they share their first kiss, a little messy but still beautiful, and promised eachother that someday they'll get marry and he won't suffer anymore.

However, as Endeavour's need for Shoto to be better than All might increased, so did Touya's resentment and he started developing really bad habits that worried his new friend. He would questioned whenever she arrived late and got mad if it was because of others; he started showing up covered in scars and eyes field with tears but when she asked him about it he would leave; Also, his flames turned blue and more powerful that she couldn't keep up with him anymore. Due to his sudden change, she became a little bit afraid so she didn't see him as regularly as before but this did not sit well with the blueyed boy.

The oldest Todoroki started following her to the park where she played with her brothers, to her house and even to her martial arts classes. He couldn't understand why did she distanced herself but was too proud to asked so.

If only that day y/n arrived on time, she could have been able to save him...but she didn't and lost her first love in the blink of an eye. After the incident, she concentrated on working her ass off to be one of the biggest heroes this world has ever seen and maybe, by doing that, she could forgive herself for Touya's death. She even tried to keep in touch with the Todorokis in order to save Shoto from ending like his big brother. She usually would call or text the siblings and went to visit Touya's santuari

Some years later, y/n fould herself patroling the streets at night. Since the appearance of the LOV, she had worked a lot more to keep the streets safe but something has been making her anxious. Everywhere she went, the hero felt some pair of eyes watching her every move and she was sure it has to do with some villian

Y/n heard some noises coming from a near alley and decided to check just in case someone needed help. There it was Dabi leading on the wall and looking at her while smirking, as if he had been waiting for her to arrived.

"Well, well, well I finally found you, doll" He said as he took a few steps towards her "It's not a coincidence that we are here tonight. I think we are destined to find each other" he continued to get closer and the hero took some steps back. Something about the way he was looking at her made a shiver run down her spain. The last time they faced each other, he left her with some pretty marks but she wondered why didn't he killed her when he had the chance but soon enough she'll have her answer

Water started to form around her as she was ready to attack but no before saying "You should've killed me that time" and then, with water manipulation, grabbed Dabi's body while she came closer to give him a big blow of water on his stomach and throw him against the wall while blood came out of his mouth. He stood up as it nothing happened and looked a almost as he was enjoying being hit.

"You are stronger than when we were kids, y/n but there is one thing that haven't changed and it's the fact that I'll always win" Dabi said and took advantage of her hesitation to advanced forward enough to make a fire wall to surround them. To say y/n was shocked was understanding. Nobody new her real name, how did he ? And that thing about knowing each other since they were kids?...

Being surrounded by fire made her body temperature raise and ,because of that, her mind felt dizzy but she tried to move in order to attack again but Dabi speed faster towards her and put a cloth around her mouth till her eyes started to close and her legs to trumble.

Once y/n woke up, she couldn't feel her body and the room was spinning around her. From the corner of her eye, she saw someone moving and she remembered who brought her here. Dabi took a sit next to her on bed (she was sitting on a bed with her back against the wall) and run his fingers crossed her cheek tenderly "You do look sexy wearing my clothes but I prefer that red lingerie you wore on monday to work. Damn I almost lost it, doll!" He said while bitting his lip. Hearing what he he just confessed made her want to vomit as y/n realised that he was her stalker! If her mouth wasn't covert, she would've shout or curse at him.

"I see you still don't know how I am so let me give you a guess" He took some piece of jewelry that was hanging from his neck and put it in front of y/n. Her eyes open like plates and everything came rushing back to her head. The ring that was in the necklace was the one she gave Touya all those years ago when they made a promise to get marry. Tears purred down her cheeks as wipe her tears and said "shhh it's okay. It's really me... Finally we are together again, love. And now that you are here no-one is going to take you away from me and you'll never leave me" His face twisted into a manic smile and laughed loudly. Then he took the cloth away from her mouth and she said " I used to love a boy called Touya but you are not him. You murdered and tortured people. You are fucking crazy if you think I'll stay with you" You tried using your quirk but nothing came and he laughed even louder saying "Oh y/n, I almost forgot to tell you...You don't have a quirk anymore. Isn't it great? I just saved you from that horrible life you had and from now and on, it's you and me! And we are gonna get married and you will never leave me!"

"I would never be with someone like you, fucking monster" she screamed at him as she jump of the bed and continued to run to the exit when suddenly, her felt a huge pain in her right leg, so strong that she fell to the floor and couldn't stand up. She looked at her leg and it was broken. Touya was standing behind her with a hammer with a serious face saying "You are not leaving me again so you better get use to it"

At that moment she understood that there was nothing she could do to scape from him and she cried even harder while he carried her to bed and laid her down. He was on top of her as he took her hand an put the ring on finger and smiled satisfied.

"I will get you something to eat, love. Rice with fried chicken, your favourite!" He pause and then said "I love you, doll " and kiss her forehead.

When he was gone, y/n burst out crying and she prayed that all of this was a nightmare but it was far from the truth, the nightmare had just started.

Hello everyone! It's Vi✨ Here are some explanations about my writing:

I usually write about My hero academia (villains, pro heros and students) characters but I'm up to write about others (ex: Jujutsu kaisen, One punch man, SpyXFamily, Mob psycho 100, etc)

Also, I try to make my work in english in order to improve my language skills but I could write in Spanish for my hispanic/latin audience (I'm Argentinian 🇦🇷☺️)

I'm comfortable with "smut" so, if you'll like, I could write about it too

I'm opening the requests so don't be shy to ask for something in particular you would like me to write

With that being said, I hope you enjoy my writing as much as I do!

Kisses and hugs, Vi 😘

Distraction (Bakugou x F!Reader) by Vi

Hi everyone! Its me again!✨ Today I decided to write about one of my favourite characters, our boy Katsuki ❤️🔥 I really hope you enjoy!☺️ (Sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language🙏🏻)

Warnings: a few curse words but fluff anyway

All character reservations to Horikoshi

Everything she did was a distraction for him; From walking into the classroom to wearing headphones on the way to Beast Jean's agency. Every little thing y/n did, drove him mad and it started to annoy the shit out of him (an he definitely wasn't a man of patience)

Bakugou couldn't stand seeing her at school, wearing her stupidly perfect ponytail and even perfect make up. Sitting next to y/n was suffering and watching her doing basic activities like writing, made it worse. All he could think about was 'How can someone look so stunning by doing absolutely nothing?' It really irritead him.

It's not that Katsuki doesn't like her; it's quite the opposite actually! Being near her made him panic because he can't control the situation. Usually, the explosion boy is very confident and maybe a little bit arrogant but, when it comes to y/n, he just cannot function right. His hands sweat a lot more (and not because of his quirk 😉), he feels his heart almost scaping from the chest and he can't seem to find the right words.

All he could do (and it's the only thing that he allows himself ) is admiring from distance. He's been doing this since the day y/n arrived and it hasn't changed eventhough the two of them are friends now. He memorized how the morning light makes her cheeks turned red or how bright it makes her eyes look. He also carved into his memory the way she smiles when seeing a cute baby at the train station.

Oh, what he wouldn't give to mean something more to her! To be able to openly tell her how pretty he thinks she looks while concentrated or how it turns him on to watch her beat the shit out of a villain.

Bakugou is certain that he is indeed a coward. There is some chemistry between the duo. Many nights where their fears crapped into their skin and won't let them sleep, they only found comfort in eachother arms. Also, they do things they despite just because the other enjoys it ( example: He went to the cinema to watched a terrible romantic movie just to keep her company or when y/n took him to a restaurant where all the dishes were spicy eventhough she hates spicy food)

It was pretty evident to everyone around them that there is something more than a great friendship but these two were too scared to say anything yet

Damn it! Without realising, Katsuki has been distracted staring at her for half an hour and it's been happening a lot more than he would like to admit. Maybe someday he'll find the courage to tell y/n how he feels but right now, he need to concentrate in order to pass the incoming exam (not before checking on her on last time)

Making cookies (Hawks/Keigo X F!reader)

Hello everyone! My name is Vi and this is my first time writing in this app so I hope you enjoy it!❤️ (Sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙈)

All character reservations to Horikoshi

Warnings: none, just fluff

It's been a very long week for Hawks. Fighting villains, rescuing civilians and dealing with the commission was too much! Sometimes he wishes to just stay at home with y/n where he could be "Keigo", a normal guy who enjoys cuddling on the couch watching movies while his girlfriend strokes his hair.

The bird man arrived past 1 AM, he was really exhausted and needed to rest but, once laying on bed, all he could do was stare at the ceiling and think about what had happened that day. Apparently, sleeping was not al option so Hawks opted for having a shower in order to relax.

While in the shower he heard a huge impact coming from downstairs. Rushing outside the bathroom, he found y/n nowhere to be seen and instantly panicked. He thought that maybe Dabi and the others had find out about him being undercover in the LOV all this time and were taking you away from him.

He came downstairs flying, ready to fight but instead he found his s/o measuring ingredients in the kitchen. She turned around and smiled at him saying "I heard you could't sleep so I thought 'how about we make some cookies?' "

To say Keigo was astonished was understanding. First, he was worried that someone may have hurt you and then, you were suggesting making cookies out of nowhere. Even though his heart was beating so fast, he was glad she was safe and wanted to spent time with him. So he took her hand and pulled her closer while interlocking their fingers and plant a kiss on her forehead, mumbling "Thanks love"

Y/n looked at him questioning and said "Why is that?" "Because you always understand me even when I don't do it myself and right now you are sacrificing your hours of sleep just to be with me" Keigo said and continued "I really needed your company but I didn't want to wake you...I'm so glad to have you, birdie"

He cup his s/o's cheek and leaned in for a sweet kiss field with love and affection. Then, his other hand (which was holding hers), went to her waist an pulled her even closer like he was afraid that, if he left her go, she might disappear.

They separated a bit and she said "Ok big boy, now let's make some cookies and hot choco so you could sleep!" But he stood near the oven just admiring. Keigo swear he couldn't stop looking at her and the thought of not being able to breathe if she wasn't by his side, scared him.

"¿Amor? Are you ok?" She looked worried but calmed when he responded "As long as you are by my side, I'll be ok" And then, they spent the whole hour laughing and throwing flour to each other.

When sleepiness hit, Keigo was more than happy to be able to hold her and finally feel at home 'cause she was all he needed to be completed.

Gaze — Shoto Todoroki

Resume: since Shoto first laid eyes on you, he couldn’t get you out of his head anymore.

Couple: Shoto Todoroki / Fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, explicit smut, NSFW, dirty talk, little angst and fluff.

Word count: 5k

A/N: English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake.

this was a birthday present for a friend, and she made me post it here, I hope you guys like it.

Requests are open only for MHA. Love you❤️

— — — —

“Love is like lightning; electrifying, fast. So fast and so powerful it can hit you in the blink of an eye and, in a matter of seconds, done. You will never be the same again.”

For some reason - a reason he doesn’t know - Todoroki had engraved that quote in his mind. It was ironic if he stopped to think about it; he couldn’t remember the title of the book that held those words, but they dug their nails into his soul like tattoos sting ink into skin.

Seguir leyendo

Shield || jjk

⇢ pairing: security guard!jungkook x bartender!reader ⇢ genre: fluff, romance, smut ⇢ word count: 18.6k ⇢ warnings: unprotected sex, oral sex, rough sex, lots of dirty talk it’s pretty filthy, a brief scene of harassment (it’s not graphic, no touching involved), spanking, hair pulling, jungkook has a big dick, jungkook is the cutest shyest boy to ever exist, reader and jk blush A LOT, jk in a leather jacket that’s about it ⇢ summary: An unfortunate, messy situation involving a drunk asshole not taking no for an answer prompts your boss to hire a new security guard to stay near, just for safe-keeping. When all you were expecting was a guy in his late thirties who couldn’t bother to smile, much less be friendly, you’re pleasantly surprised by the cute, rather shy guy whose job is to keep his eyes on you and protect you for five nights a week.

A/N: I am SOSOSOSO happy with this fic. I had so much fun writing it. This was written in a couple of days where I just sat for straight HOURS writing like,,,,5k words a sitting. I love this with my whole heart and I hope y’all do too. Please, let me know what you think, feedback is, as always, very much appreciated!

Banner was made by the wonderful angel @mikrokosm​ thank you sm baby!!! this looks so much better than the trashy one i made asjsksj

tag list: @sscarletrrose @giadalin @out-of-jams @kookoo-kachoo @teresaisla @wickizer @fakeleaves @el-mc @smol1 @luisafuchs @athenakyle @claude-y 

Seguir leyendo

underground king; m

⤷ Eventually you came to the realization that, if Namjoon was the king of the underground, you were as close as he would ever get to a queen.

✓ Couple: Namjoon x Reader | Boxer!AU and Gang!AU

✓ Filed under: smut, minor angst

✓ Look out for: violence, light daddy kink

✓ Words: 13,411

Author’s Note: guess who’s back, back again… guess who just edited this fic into the seven heavens and added about 6k more? das right

“Come on, (y/n), you won’t regret it!”

Hovering like a feather over your head, Yoongi’s proposal gradually fell into your consciousness. Quicker than you expected, the shadow of a frown was casted over your features and you found yourself rolling your eyes at his words, frustrated at his mindless insistence — what was that? The seventh or eighth attempt at convincing you throughout the last hour? Your patience was running thin.

Falling from in between your lips like poison, the bitterness of your response was enough for his mocking smile to wilther into seriousness, “How many times do I have to tell you?” you asked him, folding a particular shirt with more brutality than humanly necessary. The laundry room was already claustrophobic as it was, you did not need your friend pushing you against a corner and miserably failing to reach his goal.  “I don’t want to get involved in your illicit practices, Yoongi.”

An ironical chuckle exploded on his lips as your answer found him, his sentence already hanging at the tip of his roseate tongue, “Do you prefer to spend your sad Friday night being alone in your sad, lonely house?” he questioned, sarcastic. You nodded instantaneously, making him look you up and down — underneath the cool, flickering luminescence of the laundry room, his hesitant eyes scrutinized your rash, stubborn expression with care. “Folding clothes? Really?”

Your confirmation came as you folded the last piece of clothing — an orange shirt you swore you had thrown out already — and placed it on the large basket by your side, “Really,” you told him, picking the object up and walking towards the open door. You could no longer endure neither the smell of lavender detergent, nor the irritating irony from your companion’s part. Yoongi was your best friend, fair enough, but it was at times like those that you regretted one day giving him the keys to your small apartment. “Why do you care, anyways?”

Seguir leyendo

I Waited For You

Alpha Werewolf!Seokjin x Human!Reader

Request:  Hi there!! I absolutely love your blog and I actually have an idea/request for an impregnation one shot. I’d love it if you could write like Alpha!Jin (kinda like Silver and Blue) with Omega/Human reader. Sending much love your way 💜💜

WordCount: 11K

Genre: ANGST, Smut, Fluff

Warnings: Excessive Cursing, Breeding/Impregnation kink, Virgin!Reader, Doggy Style, Cunnilingus, Mate Marking, Blood, Knotting

A/N: I hope you enjoy it! I like Alpha Jin :)

It’s the coldest day of winter when you get off of the train in Gwacheon. The breeze chills you to the bone as you grab your luggage with a grunt. 

You haven’t been back here since you were a kid. 

In the heart of Seoul, with all the hustle and bustle around you find yourself lazily wheeling your luggage towards your parents house. It hasn’t been long since their deaths, their house falling to you in their will. 

You didn’t have much to bring with you except an empty heart as you step out onto the street. The house wasn’t far from the train but your feet slowly trudge down the old familiar streets making it seem like you would never get there. 

You could hear child-like screams coming from Seoul Land as you walk past the gates without even a second look. You used to love going to Seoul Land with your parents and your next door neighbor. Everything about the area reminds you of your loved ones who are no longer here. 

You couldn’t wrap your brain around it, you still can’t, a car accident taking your parents out of this life and putting them into the next. There’s still this guilt that eats at you. You should have been with them, they asked you to go with them but you were so busy with work that it seemed inconvenient at the time. How could you have known that, that trip to your grandmother’s house in Daegu would be their final trip?

You close your eyes as you stop at the corner of your old, quiet block. Only two houses on the road. Yours and Seokjin’s, your old neighbor. He probably doesn’t even live there anymore. 

You begin to walk down the unpaved road, always turning your head cautiously to see if a car was coming up behind you. Although, no one ever came down this road, there was nothing to see on it and behind your houses was a forest. No one would come down here.

Seguir leyendo

Take Flight

Pairing: Golden Eagle ! Seokjin x Human ! Reader

Genre: hybrid au, getting together 

Rating: M

Warnings: language, kissing, making out, a bit of dry humping. 

Summary:  Seokjin had caught your fancy the moment you’d met him. He’d seemed so intimidating at first with those wide shoulders, that gorgeous face and, heaven have mercy, those towering wings. But, not long after meeting him, still too shy to properly look him in the eye, he’d eyed your burger and cracked a dad joke about it, and that’s when you’d started to fall.

Word count: 5.2K

A/N: This is part of the Hybrid Collab hosted by @jeonggukiepabo! The masterlist will be updated during the week, check out the other works y'all!

Seguir leyendo

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 yoongi x reader || 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 24k || 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆 smut, fluff, angst

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 it may be misfortune that brings you to min yoongi’s door looking for a place to stay, but luckily holly lodge has a vacancy.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 explicit sexual content, cursing, unintentional voyeurism, non-explicit mxm (taejin side pairing), protected sex, kinda-sub!yoongi, oral (m receiving), fingering, yoongi lowkey being a pillow princess, smut with a whole lot of feelings, body worship (m receiving), praise (m receiving), this was more vanilla than expected, cowgirl/riding, hand-holding during sex, this isn’t jerk-off material it’s slow burn softness so be warned

many thanks to @jamaisjoons for the gorgeous banner

–

A distant crunch of gravel is the only warning you get. You look around absentmindedly, down the steep slope of the hilly fields, and see a bus pulling away down the windy path that had brought you here several hours ago.

“Oh, fuck-!” You make it less than a third of the way down, half-stumbling, half-running, before you give up, realising it’s no use. “Oh, fuck,” you repeat with a sullen sigh, sinking down to the dirt path.

What was meant to be a day-trip to the renowned Boseong Green Tea fields was apparently going to be longer than a day.

The sky was steadily growing darker, and through the vibrant hedgerows of green tea plants that lined the hillside, a fog was starting to collect. Consulting your phone tells you it’s later than you thought.

You stand up again, brushing the dust off the back of your jeans, and slowly plod your way back up to the peak of the hill, where a flat area with some benches provides a decent lookout. The several small cafes and restaurants at the base of the fields have no lights on, and a metal grille has been slid down over the windows of the ticket booth. It’s deserted.

Your roaming data works up here, although it’s a little more patchy than you’d grown used to around the rest of the country, and you use the last of your dying battery to google some places to stay. With any luck, you’d be able to phone in to a hostel or motel and book in a place. You just hoped the walk wasn’t too far in the dark. But as the sun slips lower and lower in the sky, and you call a seventeenth number, you begin to lose hope.

Seguir leyendo

Since Day One

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇢ genre: smut, fluff ⇢ word count: 19k omfg rayan chILL ⇢ theme: werewolf! jungkook + boxer! jungkook + tattoo artist! jungkook (the holy trinity) + f2l au ⇢ warnings: brief scenes of violence, jungkook with shit tons of tattoos, jungkook being extremely soft, smut, lots n lots of it, breeding kink, impregnation kink, spanking, creampie, just overall vvv intense sex okay ⇢ summary: You’ve been friends for years, and when Jungkook decides to take on boxing gigs to earn some extra cash, you’re apprehensive about it but decide to support him nonetheless. It was your role as his designated best friend. But one night, during the first fight that you decide to attend as his supporter, everything completely changes. [ official photo credit goes to @/mindales on twitter. ]

Seguir leyendo

— 1-800-music-street | taehyung (m.)

taehyung/reader | fluff, smut | homeless!taehyung

wordcount: 13.2k

contents: mild violence, use of alcohol and weed, mutual masturbation, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, cunnilingus

― synopsis: you’re enchanted by a street performer and then he saves you, resulting in multiple meetings one can only describe as fate.

blog masterlist | sister fic

© httpjeon 2019. do not repost, modify, or translate.

Seguir leyendo

Stuttering

Namjoon

!vanity dresser sex

mature (m) it’s a long one cause our Joonie needs more love & appreciation x

“Hey are you going to see this RM rapper everyone keeps talking about?”

You raised your gaze from your journal and looked over at your friend. “Hm?”

“You know? Rap monster? He wears this skull mask to cover half of his face to keep his identity a secret?”

Oh you’ve heard of him all right. That’s all that was trending on your social media and the people who attended your community college was all they could talk about. Apparently this rapper’s stage name is Rap Monster and he is widely popular for his hidden identity—and of course for his rapping ability.

“I have tutoring today, remember?” You reminded her for the millionth time already and she just rolled her eyes at you.

“Just ditch him and come get ready at my house.” She said simply, as if blowing up your tutor for an event that you weren’t even into was worth you failing your class.

“I’m not going to ditch Namjoon just to go see some rapper who may or may not be a waste of my time. I have to know this material by the end of this week or else I’ll fail my class.”

She just grabbed her phone and started typing immediately. Her nails tapped against her phone and that just added to your annoyance.

“How can he teach you something right when all he does is stutter?” She rudely implored and you raised an eyebrow at her stupid question. “I mean seriously, you can hardly understand him.”

You slammed your pencil against the table.

“How can I focus on my homework when all I hear is you talking?” You snapped out of nowhere and she looked surprised at the sudden change of your attitude.

“Are you seriously getting pressed over this?” She mused out, her eyes taking you in. “A few study sessions with him and now you’re his protector, cute.”

You opened your mouth to tell her to fuck off already and then you heard him.

“Hi, Y-Y/N.”

Your heart did a double take within hearing your name fall from his plump lips. Immediately you spun around and couldn’t help but smile at Namjoon in adoration. Your eyes swept him straight from head to toe and you couldn’t control the fluttering of butterflies in your stomach.

“Hi, Namjoon.”

“R-Ready to a-ace this t-test?” He asked you nervously, eyeing your other friend who looked irritated with his presence.

“Yeah, are you r-ready to a-ace this t-test?” Your friend mocked him underneath her breath and your smile disappeared as soon as she spoke.

You could tell Namjoon had heard her since he looked down at his hands and avoided your gaze. His dimpled smile was gone and this made your heart ache with anger for him.

“No, but I’m so ready for you to leave.” You snapped at her and she seemed to be taken from surprise.

“Are you being serious right now?” She laughed and when she saw your angry expression she stopped laughing. “You are.”

“I’m not here to tolerate your stupid comments, not today.”

“I was joking.”

“I don’t care.”

“Okay then,” she stood up from her seat. “I guess I’ll leave then. You know, since apparently nobody can take a joke.”

She grabbed her purse and shoved her way past you, mumbling under her breath. Namjoon just quietly chuckled and your body turned towards him, eyebrows raised in questioning.

“What?”

He just shook his head.

—-

“Y-You didn’t have t-to do that,” he spoke up after a while. You watched his hands easily handle the wheel and you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander down his toned arm. There were veins running up his forearm and you couldn’t help but admire the rings on his fingers.

“Yes I did,” you uttered out as you leaned back against the seat. “I would have bitch slapped her too if she kept talking more shit.”

He couldn’t help but laugh at your comment. “I-It’s okay. I’m used to them a-anyway so at this point I don’t really c-care.”

Of course he knew you would definitely do it, but he wasn’t worth losing your friends over. He could take those comments because he was used to it and at this point he didn’t fuck with it anymore.

He stopped on a red light and glanced over at you. You had your feet propped up on his dashboard and you were singing along to whatever song you played on the aux.

“S-So tell me again why we c-couldn’t just study at the library?” He asked you again and you just hummed out a response in return.

“I didn’t want to be there anymore.” You admitted to him honestly. And also you wanted him to yourself, alone. Namjoon tended to relax more whenever you two were alone and you wanted to hear him laugh, to hear his cute stuttering where no one else would judge him.

Namjoon couldn’t help his stutter. He had an anxiety problem that made him trip over his own words whenever he would meet someone new or tried to talk to someone, his stuttering could not be helped. No matter how hard he tried not to stutter, he could not help it. It was one of his flaws, or so he believed.

Another reason you wanted to study with him in your room was because no one would be there today and he tended to be more touchy towards you behind closed doors.

You definitely noticed that the last time you two were together for the first time. His fingers would graze your shoulders and occasionally his amazing hands would massage your shoulders, loosening the stiffness in your muscles. You remembered his hands because dear lord that night he caused you to lose focus and made you slowly tilt your head back in pleasure.

A moan was about to escape your filthy lips but he removed his hands from your skin and you quickly snapped out of your stupor. He hadn’t noticed the effect he had on you and that was for the best since you tended to lose control of yourself pretty often. You didn’t miss the way his hand would touch your thighs for anything. Whether it was to lean over to get something, or use them as leverage to stand up and stretch. He had raised his hands and arched his back slightly, causing his shirt to rise and give you a glimpse of his toned body.

That night, he had initiated something in you.

He had invaded your thoughts and he had managed to haunt you in your dreams and you relished on them. You dreamt of how he could  kiss you hard on the lips, how he would use those sinning fingers for something purposeful, and you dreamt about you touching his beautiful body. You dreamt of how he would feel under your touch, his eyes screwed shut as he yelled obscenities into the air.

“A-Are your p-parents home?”

You snapped out of your thoughts and shook your head once you processed his question trough your head. “Nope.”

Namjoon didn’t missed the way you had lost yourself into your thoughts. Your fingers had gripped on to the edge of your seat and he didn’t miss the way you crossed your legs and kept clenching your thighs together. He immediately averted his gaze from your thighs and gripped on to the steering wheel instead.

He should not be thinking of you this way. You weren’t interested and he had to get that through his head already, but he couldn’t help it. That night where out of impulse he had began to massage you, he almost lost his self control after your reactions towards just his hands. You had dropped your pencil and your eyes had fluttered closed as you threw your head back against the chair. He sucked in a breath once he saw you part your lips in pleasure and that had made his cock twitch.

He immediately let go of you once he saw you clench your thighs together.

“Joon?”

“Hm?” He turned towards you and noticed that you had already climbed out of the car.

“Are you planning in staying there the whole day?” You sarcastically quipped and he couldn’t help but chuckle in response.

He slowly retrieved his things from the back seat and trailed after you. Once you both stepped inside the cool air of your home, you made sure to lock the door. Namjoon followed you towards your room and his eyes trailed down from the back of your head to your perky ass and your tanned legs. His hands itched to grip your thighs, to let them run down your legs, and grab a handful of your ass. He gripped his fingers into a fist to stop him from thinking of you that way and prayed to Jesus to give him strength.

“You hungry?” You asked him and he nodded since he couldn’t find his voice.

“Um yeah,” he cleared his throat. “C-Chinese food?”

You quickly ordered online through your phone and meanwhile he excused himself to go to the bathroom. He splashed himself with cold water and rubbed angrily at his eyes to get him to snap out of it already. But he couldn’t help but think of you clenching your thighs, of your parted lips moaning his name, of your nails raking now down his body to leave marks behind.

“Fuck.”

___

“Where do we start?”

You looked up from your journal, a pencil in between your lips. He stood on your doorway, his stance casual. He leaned against the frame with his arm and that simple movement made his taut muscles stand out from his t-shirt. You quickly averted your gaze and cleared your throat as you simply bit down on your pencil again.

“I was thinking page 239 on problem…” you searched your notes. “Problem fifteen.” You said and he just sat next to you, nodding as he grabbed his books from his backpack.

You couldn’t help but inhale his familiar scent of Irish springs soap and your favorite cologne.

“O-Okay so how about y-you try to do the p-problem first and if you’re s-stuck, just s-say the ‘safe word’.” He mocked you from that one night you had told him that you both needed some kind of safe word from whenever you needed him.

He had made fun of you at first, but then he had muttered out, “Muse.”

“What?” You looked at him in a split second.

He seemed nervous at first, but you met his eyes and that was all the courage he needed. “If you ever n-need me for a-anything, just say m-muse and I-I’ll be right next to you in a h-heartbeat.”

Your heart raced and you couldn’t control the smile that was quickly spreading on your lips. You had cleared your throat and looked back down on your work.

“Then in that case, muse.”

___

“Fuck this shit!” You slammed your journal shut and got up from your chair. You ran your fingers through your hair and just avoided Namjoon’s amused gaze.

“Y/N,” he gently called out to you, but you were just so done and tired of not getting the concept.

“I just can’t grasp the concept,” you kept talking to yourself, ignoring him. “It’s so fucking difficult for me and I’m done with this shit-Ugh!”

“Hey,” You felt Namjoon’s hand gently grasped your arm, trying to turn you towards him. But knowing Namjoon, he tugged harder than he should have and you ended up being pulled into him completely. You of course didn’t mind.

Your hands landed on his upper arms and you gripped on to him, your heart beginning to spiral out of control. Your eyes had slightly widened and Namjoon instead of letting you go, his hold on you tightened.

“D-Don’t beat y-yourself up too hard, okay?”

His hands were warm, that’s the first you noticed. And the second thing you noticed was the way his fingers softly traced patterns into your skin, trying to calm you down. But instead of calming down your senses, it jumpstarted them and now you were more than aware. Your heart was racing from being so close to him and the urge to kiss him was becoming so incredibly strong for you.

“Y-You’re an incredibly intelligent and beautiful w-woman who can do a-anything she proposes to do so this is not worth you l-losing your shit over.”

Your words got stuck in your mouth. You couldn’t find a single coherent sentence to say back to him so instead you just lowly said his name.

“Joon?” Your voice was low, calm, and sultry. 

He towered over you and you loved that. You loved having to get on the top of your toes to reach him. You weren’t exactly short, but you were somewhat shorter than him and that was fine with you.

You slowly walked closer to him to the point where your hands were on his broad shoulders now. You weren’t thinking with your mind anymore, your heart had taken over completely now. And how could you, when this man was telling you that you were this intelligent and beautiful person while looking at you straight in the eye. Out of temptation, you lightly traced his collarbones over his shirt, his eyes following your finger’s movements. You invisioned yourself sucking on his skin, leaving bruises behind to mark him as only yours. You wanted to so badly place your lips against the crook of his neck and feel him shudder against you. You wanted to hear him moan out your name as you sucked him into his own little oblivion.

A slight dampness was all you could feel in your panties now as these thoughts clouded your mind, but he was too innocent. He was too innocent and he didn’t see you that way whatsoever. You sighed into his chest and held on to him, trying to wipe away these illusions of calling him yours.

You started to pull away from him when all of a sudden he wrapped his strong arms around your body. One hand had been placed around the back of your neck and the other was wrapped around your waist. Goosebumps rose on your skin once you felt his fingers lightly ghost over your hot skin.

“Namjoon,” You breathlessly began, your eyes meeting his glazed ones. You opened your mouth to say something, but instead opted out to let your fingers tangled themselves into his hair. This movement made him groan out against your skin and you tugged on it, causing his head to tilt back so he could look at you.

“I want you to kiss me.” 

“You sure?” He husked out and he caught you by surprised. He hadn’t stuttered this time.

“Muse,” you told him more fiercely and that did it. He pushed you up against the wall and hitched up your leg to wrap it around his torso. He toyed with your feelings at first since his lips ghosted over your exposed skin, lightly trailing up the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking on your skin. He was purposely avoiding your lips.

“Fuck,” you whimpered out, your shaking hands gripping on to the back of his head as he continued to bruise your skin. He tilted your head to the side for better access and bit on to your skin, making sure to mark you where everyone could see. Your hand had snaked underneath his arm and you gripped on to his back, your body beginning to torturously grind on to his cock that was beginning to harden.

Your nails raked over his exposed skin and he thrusted his hips into your dripping self out of response.

“Kiss me you bastard,” you demanded out of breath, he hadn’t even fucking kissed you on the lips yet you were already breathless.

“So demanding baby,” He nipped at your earlobe and your hold on him tightened.

“Please,” you pleaded at him and his cock throbbed at the sound of you being so needy towards him.

He harshly cupped your face and grinded into, watching your reaction. “Anything for you princess.”

He tangled his fingers into your hair and finally kissed you. His mouth harshly collided with yours and you were thriving in pleasure by now. You practically jumped on him, your legs had wrapped around his torso and your arms locked around his neck as he kissed you so hungrily and dirty like you wanted it to be. He sucked on your bottom lip and gently bit on it, dragging out as he pulled away from you to look at your heated gaze.

He was so good at this and it was so hard for you to believe it at first. He knew what he was doing and that drove you crazy.

You pulled him down towards you and kissed him to the point where you knew your lips would be bruised and your teeth clashed against his so hungrily. Tongues lashed out and traced each other’s lips, wanting to memorize every curve and savor his taste.

His hand began to wander down between your inner thigh and you were ready for him already. All this waiting and it was finally happening.

And then his phone began to ring.

At first you both ignored it, but it kept on insistently ringing and Namjoon had to let you go. He forced himself to release you and he groaned against your lips in exasperation before he pushed himself away from you. You legs were still trembling and you traced your swollen lips with your finger, watching this strange Namjoon answer his call.

You heard yelling from the other end and he cursed. “I forgot. Yes, fuck, I’m sorry. All right quit your fucking yapping already I’m on my way.”

The caller hanged up and he immediately began to grab his belongings in a haste. You just stood there in shock because one) he had cursed and that turned you on even more and two) he hadn’t stuttered whatsoever.

“Joo—“ you started and he just stopped right in front of you, looking disheveled and troubled all at the same time. He cupped your neck in his large hands and kissed you one more time, only this time it was more sweet and gentle. He lingered for a bit, wanting to just take you right here and now but he couldn’t and that frustrated him.

He pulled away from you as you reached out to him. “I’ll see you later, okay?”

“I—What’s going o—“

He raced out of your room before you could finish your sentence. 

___

You felt your phone vibrate underneath you and you quickly grabbed it, expecting it to be Namjoon, but instead it was one of your closest friends.

Elizabeth: heard you & maddy got in an argument over your boy joonie?

You: she was being a bitch to him. Also, I need someone to talk to ASAP. It’s about Namjoon.

Elizabeth: I’m headed to the rapper’s event thingy, pick you up in an hour. 

You: All right, see you in a bit.

You grudgingly got up from your bed and looked over at the wall where Namjoon had sucked the life out of you. Shaking your head, you went straight to your bathroom to get ready for tonight’s event that you hadn’t even  planned on going.

After you gave yourself a glance over, you couldn’t help but let your fingers trace the little love mark that Namjoon had intentionally left for you. You grinned to yourself and instead opted out for something more revealing since you wanted people to know that someone who you truly adored had claimed you as theirs. You had left him some hickeys on his collarbones and on the crook of husbands neck as well, but you couldn’t wait to see him again to see the scratches you had left on his shoulders and back. Something about claiming someone as yours may sound weird and offensive to some, but you loved the idea of calling him yours—even though technically he really wasn’t.

You changed from your t-shirt and jeans into a crop top that slid over your shoulder to showcase the marks he had left behind and some high waisted jean shorts that made your legs look really fucking great. After being done with curling your hair and make up, Elizabeth called you and told you she was outside.

“Okay, so spill.” That was the first thing that had come out of Elizabeth’s mouth as soon as you climbed into her car. You couldn’t help but laugh and went right straight to the point.

“So he’s stuttering just stopped out of nowhere as he was nearing to the point of almost fucking you?”

“He was this other version of himself and the fact that I thought he was innocent completely blew me away once he showed me he wasn’t.”

“So those hickeys are from him.” She stated rather than asked because she already knew the answer to that. You just remained silent and she grinned in the darkness.

“Well, I bet you’re going to be in for another surprise the next time you see him.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” You said, completely oblivious of her double meaning.

___

The parking lot was full and the side of the roads were too. You looked over your shoulder to see cars still trying to come in and you wondered how good were these rappers and especially that RM guy that everyone kept talking about. The line was up to the curb of the other street and you were astonished.

“We’re going to miss the concert from the looks of it. Just look at the line!”

“Yeah, that sucks for them.” Elizabeth said as she avoided the traffic by going into an unknown path that led straight to the back of the stadium. She was stopped by the security guards, but she just sighed in annoyance and flashed them her I.D.

“He didn’t say anything about a plus one,” one of the guards then looked at you. “She needs to leave.”

“Unless you want to receive an angry call from Yoongi himself, I suggest you stop trying to over do your job, okay? Now let me in.” 

“Elizabeth,” you whispered out, your eyes widening. The guard just shot her an angry glare, but he stepped out of her sight and signaled to let us in. 

“I usually don’t have to deal with guards that are assholes,” she muttered underneath her breath. “Anywho, the rap line won’t start for another 10 minutes since the vocal line just finished so we’re just in time.”

She parked right next to a very luxurious car and you were careful while stepping out since you could not risk scratching a freaking Aston Martin. Why’d she have to park so close to it in the first place? You squeezed yourself out through the tight space and as Elizabeth urged you to follow her, you couldn’t help but allow your gaze to wonder through the parking lot. 

A familiar car stood out from all these luxurious cars. A very familiar 1967 black Impala car that a certain person has driven you in to various places. You ignored Elizabeth’s calls and quickly your feet began to guide you towards the car. His car.

Namjoon is here, and he’s apparently exclusive if he’s parked here.

“Come on!”

You snapped out of your stupor and trailed after her, occasionally looking over your shoulder to see Namjoon’s car still be there. Elizabeth had to grab a hold of your hand to practically rush you since the interference was about to be over.

“I thought you said we were just in time so why are you rushing?”

“I miscalculated the time! We arrived just in time for the interference to be over.”

As we made our way through backstage, we got to see so many people moving back and forth, shouting at each other that five more minutes until showtime. 

“Where on earth is my rap line?” Someone shouted from behind us. “Where’s my leader for fucks sakes!”

We passed two make up professionals that were touching up this very attractive guy who kept looking side to side. His long, puffy hair stood out and his long earrings dangled as he practically bounced up from his chair.

Agust’D. That was the name printed on the fancy chair.

“Yoongi!” Elizabeth bounced into a sprint and the man quickly turned around at the sight of her voice. His irritated sneer quickly transformed to this gummy smile as he matched her pace. He caught her in his arms as she kissed him. His ring covered hands held her face as they practically made out in front of incoming and outgoing people.

And that’s how she got these V.I.P tickets apparently.

 “I thought you weren’t going to come.” He whispered against her mouth and she shook her head in disagreement.

“No matter how pissed I am, I’m still going to be here to support you.”

You stood apart from them, letting them have their moment from afar.

“Two fucking minutes people!”

They sprung apart. 

“Can somebody for the love of God get RM from his dressing room?”

“He’s coming he was just texting his girl,” another guy appeared from behind you. The first thing you noticed was how perfect and sleek his nose was and the second thing was how beautiful he was.

“J-Hope, finally!” 

“Hey Eli,” he greeted her as people fixed his mic. His eyes then met yours and you smiled at him.

“Hello! And who might you be?” He said ever so flirtatiously to you. His charming smile and his boisterous, but joyful personality would have probably reeled you in if you’re heart wasn’t already taken by a certain person.

“That is my good friend, Y/N.” Elizabeth introduced you, smiling widely and quite knowingly.

Yoongi then decided to finally pay attention to you. “Wait a minute, aren’t you RM’s gir—”

“Would you look at that!” Their manager shoved past Yoongi and J-Hope. “Look who finally decided to show up! RM everyone.”

You started to turn around to see how this rapper looked like since by judging Yoongi and J-Hope, he must be gorgeous as well. 

“Come on, let’s get to our seats.” Elizabeth tugged you away and you looked back to see who this RM person was, but the dim lighting made it hard to differentiate his features. All you saw were his deep and dark chocolate colored eyes, the rest of him was covered from head to toe. His eyes were on your faded figure as you disappeared into the crowd.

___

After Yoongi got his solo entrance, you got your phone from your pocket to record J-Hope’s entrance. But as you turned on your phone, you realized you had received a message from Namjoon before Yoongi’s performance started.

Joon ❤️: I need to see my muse for inspiration.

You: just tell me when and where

You couldn’t help but look at the crowd behind you, thinking he was part of the crowd as well. Your fingers traced your lips in remembrance of what had happened earlier and you grinned to yourself.

“J-Hope everybody!” 

The crowd went wild. Not only could he rap, but dear lord could he fucking dance. He had the whole crowd screaming the entire time.

“Now this song is special to us since this represents how we’ve been feeling lately, especially with all the shit RM has been going through with trying to keep his identity a secret.”

They introduced this song as Cypher pt 4.

“RM!” They both introduced him and this mysterious rapper finally walked out into the stage, causing the entire building to shake as the crowd chanted his name.

His voice was smooth like honey and he kept hidden in the dark lights. “Name, name!”

“Sorry bae!” The crowd chanted back. He kept chanting and the crowd ate all of it, chanting back in return. When the beat dropped, he approached the stage and the crowd hollered in excitement as he began to flowlessly rap. He had a skull mask that covered his face but his eyes.

You stood there while everybody else jumped up and down, catching the meaning behind the lyrics, catching his voice, and connecting the dots together.

“The sound that I’m making now bae To someone else, it’s like a dog’s bark bae.”

Yeah, are you r-ready to a-ace this t-test?” Your friend mocked him underneath her breath and your smile disappeared as soon as she spoke.

“Why don’t you change your pattern Of talking shit about others bae.”

“How can he teach you something right when all he does is stutter?” She rudely implored and you raised an eyebrow at her stupid question. “I mean seriously, you can hardly understand him.”

“It’s about to get boring, boring bae I’m not hateful of you anymore I’m not hateful of you anymore sorry bae.”

“I-It’s okay. I’m used to them a-anyway so at this point I don’t really c-care.”

And then everything clicked.

“You son of a bitch.”

That’s Namjoon on the fucking stage. Your eyes curiously searched his face and when you saw his eyes, your mind began to spin from bewilderment. What the fuck?

You watched in pure amazement and awestruck as Namjoon pranced around the stage, owning the crowd with everything he spilled out of his mouth. You knew he sounded familiar, and with his car parked outside for performers and V.I.P members only you quickly had put two and two together.

“I LOVE YOU RAP MONSTER!” You quickly turned around to see who had shouted that and when you saw Maddy right behind your exclusive row, anger quickly pricked inside your body. Namjoon had heard and searched the crowd for the voice that sounded so eerily familiar to him. 

Once he spotted your friend from the library he sarcastically said to the mic, “This song and Cypher pt. 4 are dedicated for people like you.”

The crowd ooh and mocked her as she stared up at him, dumbfounded.A traditional and eastern sound echoed through the stadium and as if the crowd already knew it, they sprung on their feet and began to chant their names in unison

“Ilpal ilsam sampal ddaeng You wrong me right jal bwa ddaeng.”

Namjoon had retrieved his hat from his hair and you finally got to see his black and beautiful hair. He suddenly flung his hat into the crowd and girls screamed as they fought over it.

“Even if I st-st-stutter my words I h-hope you understand I la-la-lack a way with words Bu-but I try to speak correctly but my mouth keeps ge-ge-getting crooked Because I li-li-li-like it I li-like it very much.”

Your mouth dropped open as he finished rapping the last verse and he covered half of his upper face to flash the deceiving smile that danced on his lips to the crowd. You couldn’t help but laugh at Maddy’s hurt reaction since you knew he had hit a sore spot. Watching him enjoy himself had sparked something within you. His little devil smirk, and how he carried himself with this self confidence had you eyeing this handsome man in a new light. Throughout the entire time, you were hypnotized by is movements. The way he walked on stage with this newfound cockiness that you have never seen before, the way he rapped dear lord, and these subtle movements of him touching himself so publicly and freely, had your heart beating rapidly and this heat to pool down between your legs.

“I’m sorry, did I s-stutter this time?” 

Your heart swelled with pride and you had this shit eating grin plastered on your face as you cheered for him. 

“Where’s my vocal line at?” RM or Namjoon, screamed into the microphone. Suddenly four other incredibly attractive guys walked into the stage, causing you to cover your ears from all the shrieking screams. 

“For our last song we’ll dedicate this to each and everyone of you who came to support us.” Yoongi said, his eyes landing on Elizabeth.

“And finally, this song goes out to my muse!” Namjoon yelled on to the microphone and this unfamiliar beat started, but the crowd ate it all up.

Best of me.

Your hearing was drowned out by the loud chanting and the blood rushing to your ears, but it didn’t matter because Namjoon dedicated this beautiful song to you. That must mean you truly mean something to him just like he did to you.

“C’mon,” Elizabeth rasped out, her voice all gone after all the screaming she had done. “It’s time for you to meet all of the rappers.”

___

Elizabeth rushed you towards the end and a security guard that was already waiting, accompanied  and led you both backstage. Your heart was pounding mercilessly against your chest at the mere thought of seeing Namjoon.

“Fuck I gotta pee.” Elizabeth suddenly said and before you could say anything she dashed down the hall, leaving you by yourself against the entrance of some dressing rooms.

The door swung open immediately after she had left and Agust’ D —or Yoongi—came out, otherwise the guy who Elizabeth was infatuated with. His eyes landed on you.

“She went to the restroom,” you awkwardly informed him. You usually weren’t like this but Namjoon had invaded your thoughts to the point where you couldn’t even think.

“Ah, well do you want to come in?” He gestured to his dressing room and you politely shook your head. There was a knowing glint in his eyes and he approached you suddenly. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” you smiled at him.

“Okay well any request? Water? Soda? Pot?” He jokingly added and you let out a small laugh.

“No, but thank you.” He nodded and began to step back inside when suddenly a thought fleeted through your head. Your hand grabbed his bicep, stopping him for a second. “On second thought, can you tell Nam—RM something?”

His ears perked up at this. “Depends what it is.”

“Just tell him muse.” You simply said and Yoongi seemed taken back by that.

“Muse?” He repeated again to make sure he wasn’t hearing things. “That’s it? No declaration of love for him or that you’re his biggest fan? Just muse.”

You couldn’t help but find his confusion amusing and slightly irritating as well. “Yes, Yoongi that’s it. He should understand.”

He noticed you were beginning to get irritated and raised his hands in defense. “All right, I’ll tell him.”

“Thank you.” He just nodded.

“Uh, can you tell Eli that I’ll be here waiting.” With one last nod, he stepped back in and slammed the door shut. “Muse?” He muttered to himself but nonetheless he walked to the other door on his far left and barged inside RM’s dressing room.

“Hey so this weird girl just told me to tell you—“ He stopped talking once he saw RM sliding on a fresh t-shirt over his scratched up shoulders and back.

Yoongi couldn’t help but let out a whistle as he smirked at him. “Now I understand why you were so late.”

RM looked down at what he was referring too and rolled his eyes. Damn it, Y/N.

“Was it your so called muse? What’s her name again?” Yoongi insisted, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek to prevent him from laughing anymore.

“Y/N.” RM tells him and continues to gather his things.

“Y/N,” Yoongi then stopped on his tracks, remembering what the girl had said. “Hey does anybody know your identity?”

That made RM stop and turn around to face him immediately. “No, why?”

“Because this girl just told me to tell you that she said ‘muse’ and that’s weird since you call your girl that.”

RM’s heart suddenly started beating rapidly, “Muse?”

“She said you would understand—“

Suddenly he was shoving past him and Yoongi just stared at him, dumbfounded.

____

You stood there for like five minutes before you decided to walk towards the restroom since you needed to pee too. You didn’t see Elizabeth so after you were done you walked back to the direction of where Yoongi’s dressing room was at and imagine the surprise you get when you spotted  Namjoon with Maddy.

You stopped on your tracks.

Maddy had Namjoon cornered. Namjoon, who wasn’t covered, and practically just revealed himself to her.

“I should have known it was you,” she said to him, her voice coming off seductive. Her hand raised and landed on his face, gently cupping it. Her other hand was slowly sliding up his arm, her smile devilish. 

After the shit she talked about him and now that she realized Namjoon is the so called RM rapper, now she wants him? He called her out on her bullshit so why is he letting her touch him like?

So why wasn’t Namjoon telling her to stop,

“How?” He finally spoke up, his voice rough and low. He eyed her with disdain and you casually leaned against a wall, crossing your arms against your chest as you watched from afar.

“I always knew there was something fishy about you,” she stepped closer to him, her eyes meeting his. “In fact, I always thought you were pretty cute, but the fact that Y/N claimed you saying you were hers, had me stay away from you.”

Your ears perked up at that and you had to refrain yourself from laughing. Claimed him? From her?

At this he raised an eyebrow, “She claimed me?”

“She’s crazy, Joonie.” She shook her head, feigning sadness. “If you only knew half of the things she has said to me about you, you would be repulsed by her.”

“And what exactly,” he grabbed her wrist, detaining her from touching him more. “Has she said?”

Her eyes remained on his as she lied and said, “That she wanted to prove to me that she could get anyone—including stuttering morons like you.”

“Stuttering morons,” he echoed out loud and your heart dropped. Was he believing her? Your eyes frantically moved back and forth from him to her deceiving self.

“She even faked getting horrible grades because she knew you would be the top student to be able to help her in that subject.” Maddy continued and as she kept on talking you felt this rage quickly begin to overcome you.

“I’m sorry about her,” she whispered. “I’m sorry about the things I said to you and I am truly sorry, Joon—“

“Don’t,” he pulled away from her.

“Don’t?”

“Don’t call me that and don’t talk about her like that.” He suddenly stepped away from her. Maddy seemed at loss for words and she even tried to grab a hold of him, but he just shoved past her.

“Namjoon,” she called out to him, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion and irritation. “Are you seriously going back to that bitch?”

He suddenly stopped walking. “I’ve apologized for what I’ve done and yet you’re going to go after her? Unbelievable.”

Namjoon bored holes into her and she shrunk back, “Just because you apologized doesn’t mean I’m going to forgive you for half the shit you talked about me. And for the record Maddy, she’s not a bitch, you are.”

Maddy’s eyes widened and her mouth pursed into a thin line. She opened her mouth to say something, but Namjoon turned around and kept walking. You stood there, watching Namjoon confidently walk back into what you believed what his dressing room.

After a few seconds, Maddy stormed by and the smile that was laced on your lips could not be wiped away. You saw her disappear around the corner and that’s when you got out of your hiding spot.

Your phone started to ring and you quickly grabbed it to silence it.

Joon.

He was calling you right this instant and you didn’t know what to do. What would happen if you just knocked on his dressing room? One way to find out. You let the call go to voicemail  as you walked up to his dressing room. With a deep breath, you knocked hard against his door.

“I swear to God, Yoongi.”  Namjoon abruptly flung his door open and then the irritated expression that he had on his face was quickly wiped away once his eyes landed on you. 

He quickly hanged up his phone and the grin that was quickly beginning to spread across his beautiful face managed to do wonders on you. His eyes hadn’t widened from surprise, shock, and just seeing you stand there looking right at him in his fucking dressing room.

“You asked for your muse,” you gently placed a hand on his chest and shoved him into his dressing room, causing him to stumble back. “And I have arrived.”

Namjoon couldn’t refrain himself from eyeing you from head to toe as you busied yourself in closing the door after you and making sure to lock it. His eyes lingered on your tanned legs before they flickered over to your beautiful face.

He was completely stunned by you in every way.

“I have so many questions as to why you’re here and how in the world did you end up here,” Namjoon murmured as you approached him.

“Or how I know that you’re the mysterious RM rapper?” You prompted and he quirked up an eyebrow at that. Definitely that too. “Let’s just say that you’re not as slick as you thought you were, well at least with me.”

He had known you for a couple of months and the fact that he had to hide this from you was absolutely nerve wrecking and incredibly hard since you were his muse. You were his inspiration and half the songs he had produced and written were inspired by you. So keeping this secret from you was a pain in the fucking ass.

“Well, it took you long enough,” he teased and you let out a soft laugh in return. You stopped walking and couldn’t help but look around his dressing room. The only thing illuminating the both of you were the lights coming from the vanity mirror. There were vases of flowers placed on it and various little note cards with hearts. He truly was an idol.

He suddenly cupped your face in his hands and soon enough your attention was on him again. “I’m glad it’s you who’s here with me right now.”

“Really?” You questioned him and he just leaned down to brush his lips against yours, catching you by surprise. He was being so confident. And he hadn’t stuttered!

“Yes,” He whispered against your mouth and soon enough your hands were on his arms, slowly trailing up to then wrap around his neck. The urge to touch him was strong and you couldn’t contain yourself no matter how much you wanted.

“We left some unattended business and I’m here to finish it.” You stood on your tip toes and you were the one to press your lips against his rather gently at first. Nerves were swimming in your body from being so close to him again and the butterflies in your stomach fluttered once you felt his hands grip your hips firmly.

The kiss was gentle and slow at first, but soon enough the urgency between the two of you to rip each other’s clothes off became too prominent—especially with the tension he had left in you ever since he slammed you against your wall and made out with you. You wanted more.

And you were bound to get it.

Your fingers tugged at his hair, earning a groan against your mouth and your tongue swiftly licked at his bottom lip, asking for entrance but he surprised you by gently sucking on your tongue. He was too good at this, so good. Your grip on him tightened and he definitely noticed since his hand traveled down from your hip to down your thigh, tightly gripping some of your thigh.

“Are you sure?” He practically breathed it out against your mouth and in response you hitched your leg around his waist to press him closer to you.

“Joon,” your voice was slightly raspy, low, and full of seductiveness. Your hands cupped his face, your eyes meeting his as you softly purred out, “I need you to fuck me against that vanity mirror right now.”

His pupils had dilated by your words and he kissed you—hard. His lips crashed against yours rather roughly and you moaned out in contentment. His hands swiftly lowered from your thighs to grab a handful of your ass, harshly squeezing it. A small gasp escaped your lips at the movement and he was there to capture it with his own mouth in an instant.

“Wrap your legs,” he commanded, his lips bruising yours as he said this, and you happily obeyed him. Your legs wrapped around him and you slowly grinded yourself against him, desperate to feel him.

“Jesus,” he groaned out and then he slammed you against the vanity dresser. He was tall enough to slightly tower over it since it was small enough compared to others and you looked up at him as he placed you on top of it. “Strip.”

You didn’t know where this dominant side of his was coming from, but you didn’t minded. In fact, it made the heat coursing through your body drip down between your thighs. You slipped off your shoes and went for your crop top immediately. You could feel Namjoon’s heated gaze on you and your hands started to slightly tremble.

You were nervous. What the hell? You never got nervous, except when it came to him.

“Is my baby nervous?” He cooed out, his voice raspy and low. He neared you and grabbed your hands in his, tugging you closer to him. His gaze intensely bored into you with this fervent emotion that it managed to knock out the air from your lungs.

“There’s no need to be nervous, princess.” His hands cupped the nape of your neck, managing to tilt your head up so his lips could kiss yours gently and so sweetly. “I’ll make sure to properly take care of you like you did with me all this time.”

Was he referring to you defending him?

“Relax,” he softly told you while beginning to pepper kisses across your nose, down your cheek, down your chin, and then leaving open mouth kisses against the crook of your neck. He responded to how you reacted against his touch and right now your hand was on the back of his head, pressing him closer to you as he nipped at your skin.

“Whenever you’re ready,” he whispered against your skin and you shivered against his mouth. He left a kiss on your skin before he pulled back to tangled his hands in your hair. You noticed he loved doing that. He loved tangling his fingers into your hair and you loved it as well.

His chocolate eyes met yours and you were puddy in his hands as you whispered, “I’m ready.”

“My little shy muse.” Your heart stuttered at his nickname for you and to prove him that you were ready you kissed him on the mouth, tongue lashing out to taste him.

He slowly let his hand trail down your side, causing goosebumps to raise in response to his subtle touch. He, of course, noticed this and let his hand slip underneath your shirt. You felt his fingertips press against your skin as he kissed you to the point where your lips by now were bruised and swollen.

He met your eyes once more for approval. And as he tightly fisted your shirt in his grasp, you nodded. Soon it was ripped off from your body and his eyes landed on your breast. They were covered by this black bra that left little to his imagination and he wanted it off already.

He went to unclasp your bra but you slapped his hand away. “Take off your shirt first. Now.”

He quirked up an eyebrow at your tone of voice and he couldn’t help but let his cock twitch at how you sounded so demanding. He dramatically took an exaggerating step back, and did as told. And your eyes, Jesus, your eyes took him in, in a instant. He hadn’t noticed the impact he had on you and the fact that he thought he wasn’t attractive or that he believed his stuttering were one of his flaws, was upsetting.

He was simply beautiful. From his alluring eyes, to the dimpled grin he was displaying to you right now, and to his flawless, toned body. He was lean, but broad. Sweet and gentle. He was everything you wanted and he was about to be yours to ravish. As he neared you, you easily unclasped your bra and flung it to the side, finally making yourself bare to him. The nerves that you were feeling earlier had quickly faded away since this was your Namjoon and Namjoon had this specialty at making you feel powerful and beautiful.

His breath got stuck in his throat as he took in your half naked figure. Your hair was a tangled mess and your lips were swollen due to him. The fact that you leaned back against your hands, cockily eyeing him had him almost slamming you against the dresser, ready to fuck you.

You definitely noticed his wild gaze since you decided to take matters into your own hands. You jumped off the vanity dresser and walked towards him, undressing along the way. And he couldn’t help but just stare like the Namjoon you knew and adored to pierces.

Your shorts pooled down at your feet and you swiftly kicked them to the side. Once you stood a few inches apart from him you couldn’t help but let your hands wander up his taut stomach. You slowly leaned into him, feeling his bare chest press against yours.

“Undress, baby.” You purred out in his ear, gently nibbling the outer shell. He shivered against your touch and you pressed him closer to you. “Strip, Joonie. Strip so you can properly fuck me like I know you want to.”

That did it.

His hands landed on your hips and he roughly pulled you close to him that you pushed up against his warm body in return. Your head was dizzy and you couldn’t think as Namjoon suddenly pushed you against the dresser. His hands slowly went up from your waist upwards to the nape of your neck where he then tangled his fingers into your hair.

Your hands were raised in surprise since he was determined to finish what you both started and you were stunned. One thing for sure that you knew was that he wasn’t here to play games, he was here to give you what you want and you were practically yearning for his touch since earlier before.

“I see my baby is back now,” he lowly told you and then he smashed his lips against yours. Your lips matched his quickened pace rather eagerly and he couldn’t help but press you up against the dresser even more, his chest against your bare own. You could practically feel his beating heart against your own and feel his chest heave up and down as he breathed out against your lips.

In desperation you grinded yourself against his strained cock and he groaned. He was taking too long to undress so you took matters into your own hands and quickly unbuttoned his jeans. You gave him no warning before you shoved his boxers down along with his jeans.

The sight of his cock pressing against his stomach made the pooling between your thighs intensify. Immediately your hand wrapped around his hardened cock, causing him to abruptly stop kissing you. He heavily breathed out against your mouth and you grinned.

“Holy who—” you had definitely caught him by surprise.

You watched as his eyes fluttered close, his grip on you tightening. You simply wrapped both of your hands around his cock, slightly squeezing. A muffled groan escaped from his lips and you couldn’t help but kiss his lips in return. He tried to reciprocate the kiss but that’s when your thumb slid over his slit, wiping away the precum that was already there.

“Jesus,” he couldn’t help but gasp in surprise and you were thriving as he let you take over him. Hunger. There was this hunger inside of you that hadn’t been satisfied and now that you were looking at Namjoon with his eyes screwed shut and his mouth slightly parted as you angled your wrist to pump him faster, that hunger was rapidly growing even more.

“Fuck, Y-Y/N,” he stuttered out, almost sounding like a plea and that made you clench your thighs. He was thick and long and that had you swallowing thickly.

“That’s it baby,” you purred out, nipping gently at his bottom lip. “Fuck my hand like you want to and pretend it’s my dripping cunt.”

“Holy shit,” he threw his head back, a throaty and ragged breath shakily emitted from his pretty plumped lips. One thing for sure was that he loved your filthy mouth. It had him quivering in delight for you.

And as much as he loved your dirty and very fuckable mouth, you loved seeing him beg for you, mouthing off how much he needs you at the moment.

“I need to feel you,” his voice was throaty and low and filled with command, but his actions said otherwise. “Please.”

With your other wandering hand, you let it grasp his balls, toying with them as you gently kneaded them.  And that single movement had him halt in his movements.

“I-I,” His tanned chest rose up and down, starting to glistened with sweat.

“Joon,” you let out a loud moan and fervently began to stroke him.You wanted to feel his cock inside of you. You wanted to feel his forearms flex as he fucked you against his vanity dresser. And dear lord, you wanted to see him buried deep inside of you as he makes you cum because you know he’s capable of doing that.

“Y/N,” Namjoon whimpered out and the desperation laced in his eyes soon was shown in his movements since he began to rock into your hand rather sloppily and rushed. Namjoon let his head fall against your shoulder, his heavy breathing an indication that he was so incredibly close. You slightly squeezed as he harshly thrusted into your first and he had to bit down on to your skin to silence his filthy grunts.

“I-I’m close.” He repeated ever so lovingly. His groans, his moans, and his desperate please for release had you moaning with him. His hands by now we’re under your arms, his fingers gripping the back of your shoulders as he bucked up his hips into your hand one last time before an animalistic groan emitted from his sinful lips. “Fuck!”

You felt the hot and sticky substance spurt out into your hand and you gently stroke him through his orgasm. His lips pressed against your neck as he heavily breathed in and out. With your other hand, you softly tugged at his sweaty strands of hair.

Your chest rose up and down, your cunt aching for a release and Namjoon fucking noticed it since you were soaking right through your thong. He couldn’t help but groan out at the sight of having you with his cum all over your hand and your other hand releasing his hair to trace your swollen clit rather harshly.

He quickly wiped you clean and once he came back to you he saw you simply stroke across your slit over the sorry excuse of underwear and you let out a shaky breath. Namjoon watched in pure bliss as you started to touch yourself right in front of him. He watched as you pumped two fingers into yourself, moaning as you curled your fingers inside of you.

“Joon,” you choked out, your pulsing cunt wanting more. “I need you to fuck me.” You gasped out as your fingers harshly slid in and out of you.

“Please,” you pleaded out to him and his cock was already hard again from watching you fucking beg him to fuck you.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded and you desperately followed his demands. He ripped your hands away from yourself and you whimpered at the sudden loss of contact.

“Joon,” you started, but his lips crashed into yours in urgency. His hands trailed up your sides, grasping your breast in them as he pulled apart from your mouth to leave hot and wet open mouth kisses against the crook of your neck. His fingers kneaded your nipple, tweaking it in a painful but blissful way and you quivered against him in pleasure.

“Fuck,” you shakily mewled out and that drove him to latch his lips on your breast, harshly sucking. His hands released your breast and instead he abruptly grabbed your ass and lifted you up so you could wrap your legs around him. The feeling of his throbbing cock against your barely covered pussy had you moaning already. You couldn’t help but rock your hips against his, feeling his cock press against where you desperately needed him. Rubbing against his hard tip had you needily clenching your thighs in response, but since your legs were wrapped around him you felt the tip of his cock press into you where you mostly needed him and that had you moaning already at the sensation. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing him closer to you.

“All right baby,” his fingers brushed your swollen clit to move your thong to the side and you jumped, since that single touch had you letting out a gasp. You wanted to feel his fingers, to make him make you cum with just his long and slender fingers, but you were impatient. 

“Condom?” You asked and he looked down at his pants that were still pooled around his ankles. Fuck. He began to release you to get the damn condom and instead you gripped on to him.

Namjoon stopped and looked right into your eyes, his pupils dilated with lust.

Fuck it.

“I’m on the pill.” And those words gave him a glimpse of heaven since he was going to fuck you raw for your first time with him. 

At the thought of imagining someone else touching you like the way he did, made this stupid and irrational jealousy course through him. So he steadied you against the vanity dresser to pry your legs opened from your tight grip around him, wanting to see that pretty pink and swollen pussy of yours before he fucked you because you were his at the moment. He tangled his fingers into your hair once again to harshly pull you closer to him. He wanted you feel him before he fucked your pretty brains out into oblivion. Your breaths mixed together as you both stared at each other in the eyes.

And then slowly Namjoon entered you. At first, you both had to catch your breath since the feeling of his pulsing cock inside of you had you both moaning in unison already. You’re nails were already digging into his skin, the pleasure taking over you.

He waited for you to tell him and you clung on to him as you throatily ordered him, “Move.”

He slid out of you and this time he slammed into you, causing your whole body to slam against the vanity dresser. A mixture between a gasp and a moan left your lips and Namjoon wanted to hear you do it again so he slammed into you once again.

“Joon,” you moaned out, your eyes screwing shut. Pain coursed through your body as your back repeatedly got smacked into the dresser, but the feeling of Namjoon slamming into you had subsided the pain and replaced it with this intoxicating pleasure that had your blood rushing to your ears and a moaning mess.

“Harder,” You breathlessly said to him and he rested your back against the dresser to the point where half your body was on top of it. Your hands shakily dug into his shoulders as he set a fast and harsh pace that had you throwing your head back in this animalistic bliss.

“Fuck,” he grunted out as his eyes landed on you. Your eyes were screwed shut, head tilted back, pretty pink lips parted and emitting endless loud moans that mixed his name and obscenities together in a sinful way.

“Namjoon,” You whimpered out, your voice filled with this unadulterated need that had him almost cum right there. He watched as your breast bounced up and down to his harsh rhythm and you were fucking loving it.

Your nails were digging into his arms, and these illicit moans were repeatedly coming from you as you completely lost yourself into him as he pounded into you.

“You feel so good around my cock,” he gritted out as your walls began to tighten more often around his throbbing cock. You were so tight and so ready to get fucked harder. You could only nod along to his filthy words, and he loved it. 

He surprised you suddenly when he abruptly pulled you up and sat down on the vanity dresser with you on top of him. The fact that he managed to do this so swiftly and with ease had you biting down on your lip in astonishment because his arms had flexed and you loved his arms. You really did. Along with his thighs. Dear lord, his thighs were thick and the thought of riding his thigh had you let out this shaky breath.

You suddenly noticed your legs were more wide open like this and you could feel everything. From his throbbing cock, to the deeper angle he was hitting as he guided you to ride him on his dresser.

You situated yourself so you could sink deeper into him, your fingers gripping his shoulders before you rose up and slammed down. A wave of this indescribable pleasure had your toes curling and your cries become more louder and consistent as your breast bounced up and down rapidly. You moved your hips harder to the point where your moans began to become whimpers and these choked up pleas to find your approaching release.

All Namjoon could do was latch his mouth on to your nipple as you rode him. His fingers were digging into your skin by this point and your filthy moans would be drowned out by his grunts. His hips rose up as you slammed down and your breathing halted at the newfound sensation as he hit a deeper angle. Your legs had begun to tremble and you were on edge as he continuously rammed into you.

“Joon,” your mouth parted open and all you could do was hold on to him tightly. Your arm had wrapped around his neck so he could support your body while he slid out and thrusted back in you repeatedly. Your head was thrown back and Namjoon couldn’t take it anymore. He suddenly stopped and hopped off the dresser to only press you up against it.

His fingers gripped on to the dresser as he pounded into you more harsher and more determined, making sure to hit that spot that made you into his moaning mess. The dresser shook from so much force that you threw your head back as you felt his fingers rub your clit. His movements were becoming more sloppy, but his cock filled you up immensely each time he slid out and pounded back in.

“I-I’m close,” you could hardly speak, the burning sensation quickly bubbling up inside your stomach.

“I know,” he groaned out as your walls tightened around his cock. God, you felt so fucking good and he was quickly approaching his release as well.

Your toes had curled up and your legs were trembling. Your moans echoed in his dressing room and he thrived from hearing you moan out his name so loudly and so many times. He wanted everyone to hear you scream his name as you came because only he could do this to you. Only he could get you so worked up. He gently pinched your clit as he slammed into you one last time and you had to hold on to him as you screamed out in pleasure his name.

“Namjoon!” Your arms had wrapped around his neck, and you arched your back as his lips came down to meet your breast. A shuddering blissful feeling overcame you and the force behind it had you come down against him. Your forehead pressed against his as Namjoon’s groans were muffled by your lips. He moaned into you as he pulled out just in time he came after you.

Chest pressed against each other’s, mouths parted as deep breaths came out,   and the quivering delight that was left behind was all you could feel surround you both entirely. The warmth he had given you while being inside you was gone, but his arms wrapping around your hot and sticky skin made up for it instantly. Your legs were still trembling from the aftershock of your hard orgasm and you couldn’t help but laugh at the situation.

“Fuck,” he heavily breathed out, his voice hoarse and low. Your arms were still wrapped around him and you dared open your eyes. Once you did, you saw how intensely Namjoon’s was already looking at you.

“Would you look at that?” You softly murmured out, a teasing tone laced on your voice. “Haven’t even taken me out on a date and you have achieved more than others.”

His boisterous laugh was his response and your heart soared at that. He just shook his head and gently kissed you, his fingers tangling in your hair.

“How about I take you out right now?” He asked, his lips peppering these light kisses  on your lips, nose, and neck. He softly nudged his nose below your chin. “We can eat and definitely talk about what just happened. What do you say?”

“Well Namjoon, you have one hell of a way of asking me out,” You mused out and he laughed. “But yes, I’ll accept free food anytime.”

He raised an eyebrow in disbelief, “You’re just saying yes because of the free food?”

“Yep.” You teased and then the sudden realization that he hadn’t stuttered caught up to you in an instant. “Joon?”

He kissed the side of your chin, “Hm?”

“How come you haven’t stuttered?”

He just chuckled against your skin, “Baby, the only reason why I even stuttered was because you made me so nervous.”

“And now after you fucked me, I don’t.” You concluded and he rolled his eyes at how you worded it. 

“I gained confidence you could say.” He said, his fingers gripping your chin so you could look at him. “But even then, you can still make me your stuttering mess.”

Damn it, Namjoon. 

You practically jumped on to him once again, kissing him hard on the mouth. His hands went down to cup your ass to press your nakedness self against his cock and then the door flung open. Namjoon immediately covered your whole body completely as Yoongi stopped on his tracks with his mouth wide open. The key that he had used to open the door immediately slipped out of his grasp as he screamed.

“My fucking eyes!” As quick as he stormed in, he had practically fled back outside. “Elizabeth! Help me!”

“What’s going on?” You heard Elizabeth’s voice throughout the door.

“Oh my God,” you whispered, horrified. Namjoon slowly let you go and you dashed off to get dressed. Why? Why did these things have to happen to you?

Namjoon all he could do was stand there and laugh as he said, “This is definitely karma.”

“What?” You sputtered out. “How could this be karma!”

“You have no idea how much I have walked in on him and his fuck buddies. Pay back.”

You threw your shoe at him, “Namjoon!”

butterfingers | namjoon

↽pairing: namjoon x reader ↽genre: hybrid!au, teacher!au, hybrid!namjoon, teacher!namjoon ↽words: 8.2k+ ↽rating: sfw ↽notes: a very very late fic for @endearkim‘s birthday last year!! Hopefully you like it :)

He had you at the very first pebble he gave you.

↼posted; 30.03.2018

Screaming.

One of the most notable things about working with young children, come noon, was the screaming. You watched from a window in the classroom that belonged to the third grade teacher, Jung Hoseok, as young children ran about on the playground outside. Glee painted their faces pink, with bright smiles and peals of laughter echoing into the air that filled your chest with a sense of peace and joy. Lunchtime was truly a sight to behold at Riverhill State Primary School. Games of tag and hide and seek ran rampant across the field and metal playground. The swings, a highly coveted item, were never without a customer wriggling their eager behind onto the seat and swinging their legs wildly until they finally gained enough momentum to swing higher, and higher, and higher. The happiness of the children was clear for all that happened to pass, but still, the most notable thing about lunchtime, was the screaming.

Even so, you found your attention wrapped up in something else entirely. Not even the loud, piercing shriek of one kid, Lee Minhyuk, as he squealed and darted away from his friend, Lee Changkyun, in one of the wildest games of tag the playground had ever seen, could tear you from your reverie. The subject of your fixation?

Kim Namjoon.

Seguir leyendo

sunny day ~ park jimin

pairing: hybrid!jimin x reader

rating: sfw

word count: 3.9k

summary: you’re a veterinary student specializing in hybrid care when you get a call in the middle of the night that a feral hybrid has broken into the clinic where you work.

part 01 02 03 04 05 epilogue

It was three twenty-six in the morning.

You stared at your bedside clock. The clock stared back. Mind fuzzy, you wondered why you were awake at the most ungodly hour of the night before your phone, next to the clock, stopped ringing.

Seguir leyendo

lovebug — jimin (m.)

jimin/reader | angst, fluff, smut | hybrid!au

wordcount: 12k

contents: spider hybrid!jimin, hybrid mistreatment/bullying, love self esteem/self-worth, arguments, crying, physical altercation between jimin & reader, name-calling, attachment anxiety, possessiveness, kissing, scenting, dom!jimin, manhandling, size kink/difference, fingering, dirty talk, cunnilingus, sensitivity kink, wet & messy, lots of cum, cumflation, jimins duality

— synopsis: hybrids are lovable companions for humans. unfortunately, most people simply want a cat or dog with which they can cuddle and love on. while looking for one to adopt, a lonesome hybrid of an unusual breed catches your eye.

note: part of the unadoptable series; masterlist will be coming soon!

blog masterlist

© httpjeon 2019. do not repost, modify, or translate.  

Seguir leyendo