— ( SUMMER RAIN )

˚ SUMMARY. two unlikely students are paired together for a documentary — but sometimes love finds us in peculiar ways ( aka an our beloved summer au. or also in other words high school unlikely match / rival au )

˚ FEATURING. ayato, albedo, childe, kaeya, thoma, xiao x gn! reader

˚ WARNINGS. mentions of “pretty” in albedo’s. mild swearing. usage of mx

˚ LINKS. masterlist

˚ NOTES. im posting this even though it technically isnt valentines day yet for me but by the time i post this tmrw it wont be valentines for most people so … enjoy !! all fluff :D

( interlude )

“a documentary,” you say, slowly.

“yes,” the cameraman says. “it’s only for a month. we’re pairing up the [pair] and we’ll basically filming you throughout the month. just pretend we aren’t there — it’s just a documentary about youth life, and you just go on about your day-to-day lives.”

you hesitate. this sounds like a mistake.

it’s one month, a voice in your head whispers. you can do one month, can’t you?

you clear your throat. “so who’s the other person going to be?”

ayato: most proper and least proper

kamisato ayato has a rep around inazuma high and it isn’t necessarily a bad one

the only thing you know about him is that his family practically runs the town

and apparently, an asshole

he has a rep for being closed off – you never see him hang out with anyone other than his sister and thoma. and you’re on good terms with thoma - but you’ve never talked to ayato

you’ve never had reason to; you’re never in the same class as him, and he always seemingly disappears every time you approach thoma

stuck up ass, is basically what you’ve always thought of him; he often had an air to him that said he’s too good for everyone

you think he looks down on you because you’re not as prestigious as he is - he’s proper, he comes from a rich family. he probably doesn’t even need the money from the documentary

still, at first, in the documentary, you try to be friends with him.

it goes horribly wrong.

on the first day of the documentary, you buy yourself a coffee at the local coffee shop. and you end up buying him one as well

however, when you try to give it to him, you end up tripping it and spilling it all over his business project that he’s stayed up all night to work on

there’s a beat of absolute silence as he slowly looks up to stare at you. you swear his eyes are burning holes into your head

and then he slowly looks back down, grabbing his water bottle, unscrewing the top lid, presumably to take a drink.

“sorry” you say, hurriedly. “i was trying to give you coffee, because i know you always stay up-”

he dumps the water over your head

a small shriek gets stuck in your throat, as you get soaked from head to toe

“i said sorry,” you say. your voice isn’t angry, still in shock. but the anger rises in your chest all the same

“oh.” he looks back down at his project. his voice is nothing short of sarcastic. “sorry.”

and then, at that moment, you decide that you hate this kid. with a burning passion

and of course he never gets into trouble because nobody would ever suspect ayato of doing something bad

the only person who sympathizes with you is thoma who just shrugs with a crooked grin and says “he’s sly. there’s a reason he’s never gotten caught.”

you’re forced to sit in the same classes, next to each other, for the sake of the documentary

but even through the filming, you’ve never been afraid to tell the camera how much you dislike ayato

“oh things i hate?” you ask, staring at the camera. “kamisato ayato.”

he doesn’t turn his head to you but you can see his scowl all the same. “funny, i was going to say the same.”

your arguments are equivalent to a child’s argument — often times, when arguments spark, they’re accidents like the coffee; it only gives him more fuel to dislike you, and you to dislike him

once, he decides to give you coffee with a “sorry :(“ sticky note attached to it

and like the fool you are, you decide to drink it

he watches from outside the door, not being able to resist a smirk

salt floods your taste buds, but instead of spitting it out, you make eye contact with him in the door and continue to down the entire thing

ayato also basically has this claim to a parking spot in the school - it’s not technically his, but everyone’s agreed it’s ayato’s spot

you stole it as soon as you could

it becomes a competition on who can get to school first to steal the spot. and that leads to both of you being to school two hours earlier

which means you actually spend a lot of time together ! and soon, your dislike for him, melts into something softer

you like spending time with him. in fact, you look forward to it

and you don’t miss how his smiles become fond - sometimes, when you’re on the verge of falling asleep in class, you see him smile softly as you rest your head on his shoulders

or sometimes, when you wake up, you just find his jacket over your shoulders

and there’s this one time when someone else makes an off hand comment about your clumsiness

the next day, the kid doesn’t show up to school. and when he shows up again, his face is bright red and his hair has been dyed green

when you turn to ayato, he just gives you his signature smirk with a shrug. “i don’t get caught.”

you two end up terrorizing your teachers. they never figure out who has been leaving alarm clocks around the building to disturb class, and ayato always turns to you with a fond smile

“how do i feel about y/n now?” he breaks into a soft smile. “i love them — i couldn’t ask for a better partner in crime. but don’t tell them i said that. i will never hear the end of it.”

albedo: smart & smart

you’ve never talked to albedo before this - but you’ve noticed him from afar

you’re both top of your class - both of you competing for number one spot

he’s never had many feelings towards you, other than the fact that you’re smart. he notices your name on the top scorers of exams, but knows nothing of you other than that

you never see albedo hang out with anyone - he has a few people he talks to, but none that he ever seems to be friends with

and it’s not for a lack of trying either - you ask kaeya about him once, wanting to get an idea of who albedo was

and kaeya just says “albedo — a strange one. he’s nice. but don’t interrupt him while he’s working. or ask him to hang out. he will always say no. it’s quite embarrassing.”

but when you talk to albedo, he’s actually quite nice! he’s never been anything but kind to you

you work together on a lab, and he’s always been patient with you. you’re able to bounce ideas off each other, and you’ve never worked with someone better

the rivalry doesn’t kick in until the second day. and then oh boy

but you also work at a daycare after school hours — and there, you take care of a child named klee

and you love klee ! klee’s the best !

sometimes, you help klee make these little water bombs as pranks to help her terrorize this “big bad brother” she complains about in daycare

and you share all your knowledge with her

and then, one day, when klee decides to set off her bombs on “big bad brother” albedo asks klee where she learned to make these new kind of bombs

klee — the absolute icon she is — isn’t able to keep a secret. “mx y/n helped me,” she says, sheepishly, swinging back and forth

albedo stops. “y/n l/n?”

klee shrugs. “i think. they says they’re your age. i like mx y/n more than you. they let me go fish blasting!”

so the next day, albedo, naturally comes to ask if you work in a daycare and you know klee

“yeah, i know klee.” you chuckle, thinking about her. “the other day, i helped her make mini water bombs — not a dangerous kind, don’t worry — to prank her brother. she’s amazing.”

he gives you a deadpan look. “klee’s my sister.”

oh. oh shit.

“and by the way,” he says, “i make better water bombs than you.”

and if to prove it, the next day, you find a container on your desk. and when you open it, water sprays in your face

and next to you, albedo is chuckling

oh it is so on.

you do most of your pranks through klee, bribing her to prank albedo. and albedo does the same

you both compete to be klee’s favorite — and whenever albedo comes pick klee up, you both have to tone down on the swearing

but you two are never mean to each other - it’s always been fun little pranks, with no mean intentions behind it, something you both know

“how do you feel about albedo?” the cameramen ask you, once, for the documentary.

“albedo?” the cameras don’t miss the small smile that spreads across your face. “he’s kind. a little closed off, but an absolute menace.”

but even though your words don’t say the whole truth, the cameras catch it

the cameras catch every time when you’re working late in the lab and he brings snacks for you

or every time either of you don’t understand something, you’re always patient, while explaining it to the other

or sometimes, during class, if you’ve pulled an all nighter, he’ll let you rest on his shoulder as he takes a little more notes as usual that way you’ll be caught up in class

and one day, when you’re taking of klee, she tells you

“my brother says he likes you.” she grins from ear to ear. “he says you’re very pretty.”

needless to say, you played a clip of your documentary at the wedding

“how do i feel about y/n?” albedo hums. “don’t tell them i said this, but i’m happy klee likes them. i want to make them apart of our family.”

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3 years ago

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Pro Hero!Mirio x Reader x Pro Hero!Tamaki

TW: Smut, Threesome, Praise, Soft Degradation, Overstimulation, Pet names, Sub/Dom implications, just a tiny bit of angst with a very happy ending.

It was always the same.

Tamaki and Mirio would work, and work, and work together, coming back every evening tired, exhausted, barely able to put a foot in front of the other as they reached towards you and each put a soft kiss on your forehead. It was supposed to be a daily ritual, the little routine they’d taken on, something that would give a taste of everything coming after; cuddles, sweet words exchanged in low whispers, less than chaste kisses, and maybe something more. The forehead peck was just an appetizer to the main course, a promise of more, and yet, it had been days since they’d felt energetic enough to lay you down on the bed and feast on you like they used to, before they got so caught up in their daily patrols and hero duties that they forgot their intimate ones.

Tamaki still shyly brushed his fingers against yours whenever he was close enough to you, and Mirio still cracked jokes in the hopes to make you smile whenever he saw you frown at the two of them, but it just wasn’t the same. Something was missing, and you needed it back.

“That’s enough,” you told them one day when they came back to your apartment together just as the kitchen clock rang twelve. Night had fallen hours earlier, and the dinner you’d made for the three of you wasn’t just cold by now; it was packed in little boxes tucked into the fridge so that the food wouldn’t go bad, which it would have if you’d left it outside a second more.

Tamaki startled and avoided your gaze, all confidence earned during his day spent doing heroics fading from his stance at the sight of your obvious anger. Mirio, on the other hand, was bolder; his strong arm snaked around your waist and he pulled you to him, concerned little wince pulling at his lips.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked, as if he truly had no idea.

“S-sorry we’re late,” Tamaki muttered, an embarrassed blush creeping over his cheeks.

He took a discreet, almost quiet step towards Mirio and you and softly hooked his pinky into yours. It was a sweet, shy gesture, adorable and so characteristic of the man you loved and cherished that it made you want to forget all about your anger and simply cuddle with him until he got comfortable again.

But you wouldn’t. That would only be ignoring the problem, and you couldn’t, not anymore.

You pushed them both away, and they stumbled back, shocked by your reaction despite the fact that you were simply returning them the favor; they’d been pushing you away in other ways for weeks.

Mirio looked confused, Tamaki looked devastated.

“I can’t do this anymore,” you told them, and your voice wavered just a bit as sadness made its way inside your chest, drowning every other feeling in its wake. “It’s like I don’t even exist anymore, like you two don’t care about anything but being heroes.”

You took a deep breath, swallowing the tears that were coating your throat and making it hard to breathe.

“You never have time for me, you’re always too busy or too tired when you come home.”

Your fingers trembled as you tightened your fists. Your nails dug into your palms, but the pain helped your mind stay focused. You wouldn’t back down, not now that you had an opportunity to tell them how you felt.

Tamaki was so gentle when he pulled you into his arms that you didn’t even think of pushing him away.

“We’re sorry, angel,” he whispered. “There isn’t anything that’s more important to us than you, I promise.”

For once, his voice was firm because you knew, deep down, that it was the truth; he wouldn’t let you doubt it. And it was so easy to let yourself melt into the warmth of his embrace, the strength of his arms around you, the tenderness with which he softly stroked the shape of your spine, cherishing every inch of you that was within his reach.

Mirio joined you, catching you from behind as his arms gently wrapped around you, his chin resting on top of your head as if to accentuate the size difference between the two of you. Or maybe he just liked to have you snuggled against him, tiny little lover that he could pride himself in protecting from the rest of the world.

He kissed your hair, taking a deep breath to let the sweet scent of your shampoo fill his senses, as he often liked to do.

“We just want to be heroes you can be proud of,” he said, and Tamaki nodded.

You wanted to stay like this forever.

To lean into their embrace and never let them go.

“I know…” you muttered against Tamaki’s shirt, the words just a bit muffled by the fabric.

It was as if something shifted in the room then, and you felt Mirio smirk while his chin still rested on top of your head. It was the kind of smile that he kept secret, just a bit of mischief glinting in between his pearly, perfect white teeth, the kind of smile that was only reserved for Tamaki and you and just in very, very special times.

“If you felt lonely, princess, you should have just said so,” he whispered, lust dripping from his tone.

Slowly but surely, his hand crept over your belly, higher, higher, and higher, until he started toying with the collar of your shirt, and even then, he didn’t waste a second before sliding his fingers inside, his digits brushing against the silky skin that was hidden under the pretty lace of your bra.

“Oh, is that what you wanted, angel?” Tamaki asked, his voice uncharacteristically condescending. He loved to pamper you as if you were so weak you couldn’t do anything by yourself, not even voice your own needs. No, Tamaki knew better, and he loved to show you just how well he understood what your body wanted. His fingers were soft when they rose under your skirt to reach inside your panties, ever so slowly and yet firmly, until his digits were resting against your little nub, unmoving but still tearing a surprised yelp from your lips.

“Maybe you can tell us just what you need with that sweet little voice of yours,” he cooed, shyness all gone when he had you writhing under his touch.

“Y-you, I need you…” you breathed, grabbing the fabric of his sleeve to steady yourself as their fingers had your legs give out under you. Mirio let out a laugh at your reaction, and he was proud, triumphant when he took you from Tamaki’s arms to hold you in a bridal carry towards the bed you all shared.

“We’re going to catch up, right?” Mirio said as he laid you on the sheets, towering over you with a smile on his lips. You let out a surprised yelp when Tamaki pulled down your bra to suck at one of your nipples, fingers playing with the other. “Give you all of the attention you’ve missed these past few weeks.”

There was something menacing in his words, a dark undertone that had shivers running down your spine. Your suspicions were confirmed when he leaned towards you to lick a streak along the crook of your neck, his voice threatening when he whispered:

“And with the sweet way you just begged for us, I don’t think we’ll be able to stop even if it gets too much for you, princess. Gotta show you just how much we’ve missed having you come undone for us.”

A trail of saliva connected Tamaki’s lips with your hardened nipple when he perked up, his gaze intense as it licked at every single curve your body had to offer.

“Wanna taste you somewhere else, now,” he muttered, and Mirio let him settle between your parted legs right after throwing your panties aside. The purple-haired man licked his lips, his expression hungry, famished when he dove into your warmth, tongue so skilled as it licked, and played, and teased, delighting in the exquisite taste of you.

Mirio leaned in to kiss you, a wet, passionate kiss that was as forceful as it was sweet, and it wasn’t long before you drowned in pleasure and ecstasy under their touch, tearing a lustful moan from Tamaki’s lips that sent shivers through your whole body as it had his cold breath tickle your still sensitive clit.

“Hush baby, we’re not nearly done yet,” Mirio cooed, his strong fingers slowly caressing your cheek. “Now, be our good little slut and show us just how much you’ve been craving for our cocks.”

You knew exactly what he expected and, obedient, good girl that you were, you did exactly what he wanted from you. Your lips parted as you opened your mouth, wet little tongue nearly dripping spit on your chin, waiting for him to slide inside and let you get a taste of him.

He let out a low hiss of pleasure when he did so, gently petting your hair as if to reward you for good behavior. After tearing two other orgasms from your overstimulated body, Tamaki then took his turn sliding inside you, strong thighs holding your legs apart as his cock pushed through your walls, settling in your warmth just like Mirio had in your mouth. And then, even before he started moving, Tamaki leaned in towards you to leave a trail of soft kisses along your throat and collarbone, delighting in the fact that he had you writhing under him.

“Such a good, perfect girl,” he praised, voice low, a smile pulling at his lips.

You couldn’t reply, not when Mirio was moving inside your mouth, his cock so big on your tongue it felt like it could cut your breathing at any forceful stroke, but Tamaki didn’t mind, and his merciless fingers kept going back to your clit, stroking it restlessly until you felt like you might faint if he touched it once more.

The next time you fell down the edge of yet another orgasm, they joined you, finishing in unison as they filled you from both ends, until cum was dripping all over the sheets both from the corner of your lips and between your legs.

They let themselves fall down on the bed on each side of you, both of them taking one of your hands in theirs, gently stroking your palm with their thumb until you let out a satisfied sigh.

“I had missed that,” Mirio confessed, eyes closed as if to let the remains of the sensations he just experienced linger in his mind.

“We’ll never let you feel lonely again,” Tamaki promised, placing a soft kiss on the crook of your wrist.

“So you will make time for me, now?” you asked, hope dripping from your voice.

The three words slipped through their lips at the same time, firm, definitive:

“We will, baby.”

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fluffshelf

3 years ago

THROWING IT BACK ON HIM. I’m feeling ROMANTICAL 😈

KAEYA, ZHONGLI, DILUC, CHILDE, SCARACOOCHIE, ALBEDO

cw. suggestive, please don’t mastrubate to this!! take those fingers out yo bootyhole and spray em with Lysol. NEOW

ac. pnkkr4mune on twt;;

DILUC doesn’t know what the fuck to do.. 😭😭 His hand is flying everywhere. Man’s going places‼️ Is he supposed to? Hold your..⁉️ Is it even respectful. HES LOOKING AWAY AS BEST AS HE CAN‼️ WHILE HIS HANDS SEARCH FOR SOME BADONK DONK… while keeping a 6 inch social distancing. Respect 💪💪

KAEYA is grinding at that shit. Fookin delicious. Man’s in those skinny jeans GETTING IT ‼️‼️ He’s ur hype man, doesn’t matter if ur a stranger, friend, fiancee. TO HELL WITH IT 🤬⁉️⁉️ he probably has an erectile dysfunction from those skinny jeans but HES RECEIVING ASS PRETTYY WELL..

ZHONGLI puts his hands on your hips, and puts his head on your shoulder, and closes his eyes. WE THROWING OUT OUR DUMPITY DUMP TRUCK AND UR GONNA.. CLOSE UR EYES⁉️⁉️ THE FUCKING AUDACITY 🤬🤬 if his voice didn’t sound like literal sex, that bitch would’ve been DEAD. 😇

CHILDE hypes you up, like kaeya but he’s secretly a virgin 😭⁉️ this man gets NO bitches. ZERO PLAY 🤣👎⁉️ HE SAYS HE KNOWS WHAT HES DOING AND FEELS U UP… but in reality he’s shitting himself. HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT HES DOINN 😭😭 he tries escaping through the bathroom window. Let’s hope ur into edging, bc that man is an ajaxulate and evacuate kinda guy

SCARAMOUCHE slaps ur ass and slutshames u. NOT LIKE… sexist shi but sexy stuff yk. Romantic fr⁉️💞💞 But tbh he’s actually VERY embarrassed and his red ears are covered by his hair. DAMN THAT BOWLCUT🤬🤬 probably halfway in, he hurts your feelings and you have to stop him.

ALBEDO asks u wtf ur doing. Like. IM TRYNA SEDUCE U 🙄🙄‼️‼️ mating call yk. He probably records it for “research purposes”.. He just stares at ur ass. It’s very awkward, I suggest throwing urself off a bridge. 💞💞

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲’𝐬 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞

Charaters: Kaeya, Xiao, Childe, Thoma

Theme: Fluff to a bit of spice in the end!

A/n: i did this in a rush so sorry for any misspelling!! Happy valentines day everyone!<3

- 𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐚

Would take you out to dinner, teasing you whenever he could. He just loved seeing you with that flushed face, and loved how your pink dress fit you so perfectly. When it was getting dark he took you to Angel’s share, waving to diluc before taking a sit next to your boyfriend.

Ordering some wine you two started drinking but since you didn’t wanted to get drunk or tipsy you stopped and chatted with diluc, seeing as kaeya was drinking with venti. Seeing him so out of it you said your goodbyes and left with your drunk boyfriend

Without you noticing he teasingly grab your butt, a yelp leaving your lips. Blushing, you grab his hand, “k-kaeya..” his lips turning into a grin.

Opening the door to your house he pushed you in before closing the door, locking it. Grabbing your chin he licked his lips, “I’ve been holding my desires in darling~” your blushed reached to your ears, his lips slamming to your yours.

Surprising you he took the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. The kiss heating up, but before anything else happened he broke the kiss before looking you, with those lustful eyes.

“why don’t we continue this in your room~”

- 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨

He was at your door step, waiting for you so he could take you out on this little valentines date. He might look cold at the outside, but in the inside he’s a total mess. He was nervous but happy! but reallly nervous.

He just hoped he could make you smile-which you do smile just seeing him-on this date. Seeing you opening the door, with that beautiful red dress his whole face turned red, just like a tomato.

Giggling you took his hand, your thumb rubbing to calm your shy boyfriend. Taking the lead you started walking, chatting with him knowing he’s listening to your every word.

You two stopped by to eat, then enjoyed some sweets he gifted to you. It was getting darker, you two laying on the grass. Seeing a light blue flower you grabbed it softly, hearing the small snap. Bringing it you place it behind his ear, giggling at his reaction.

Seeing him get up your giggles faded away, his lips sealing yours. His hands cupping your cheeks which brought your face closer to his. Your reaction of course shock you, a pink dust covering your cheeks.

Smiling into the kiss you warp your arms around his neck seeing as the kiss got deeper and becoming sloppy. His tongue slipping into your mouth. a moan left your lips which darken his blush, lust was seen in his eyes. He desire more, he desire you.

Parting, you tried to control your breathing but in seconds you were laying flat on the ground. On top of you was xiao, his knee between your legs. “i..want..you, right now”, chuckling you warp your arms around his neck bringing his body closer to yours.

“I want you too xiao~”

- 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞

He didnt care how much mora he wasted, buying you so many gifts and seeing your flustered, happy face meant it all to him. He bought you so many flowers with chocolates, dresses that looked so fine on you, jewelry you didnt know where to put since your box of jewels were already full.

He took you out to dinner, and seeing that smile of yours made him smile too, not noticing how the time went by. As the sun goes down the sky turned darker each minute. Hand holding you return to your share home with childe.

But not after him grabbing your chin softly, smashing his lips onto yours. The kiss was sloppy, his tongue in your mouth. His hands moved to hold your hips, breaking the kiss he lick lips, a smirk spread on his lips seeing your blushing face.

Pushing you into the house, locking it he took out something from his pocket, which was a chocolate lipstick. Putting some on your lips he landed his lips onto yours again, tasting the sweetness of the chocolate, his hands moving to cup your breast.

“Why don’t we heat things even more, sweetheart~”

- 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚

Hearing your beautiful giggles when he give you homemade chocolates, with red roses filled his heart. He decided making chocolate himself after learning how to a month ago.

Giving you some light kisses on your forehead, which made you smile even more made his heart flutter, wrapping his arms around you. Nuzzling into your hair, “glad to you love them love” he mutter, a giggle slip your lips.

Ruffling his hair you place the gifts he give you onto the table. Warping your arms around him, digging into his chest, before smirking.

Sliding your hands down his chest. He twitch, a dust of pink covering his cheeks. “w-what are you doing my love?”

Giggling, you stop your movement, stepping away, cupping his cheeks. “why returning the gift~” Planting your lips on his, you slip your tongue into his mouth, hearing a small moan leaving his lips. The kiss turning into a sloppy kiss, hearing small moans and grunts.

Bring you closer he deepen the kiss, but needing air you broke the kiss, smiling innocently, “Seeing how your loving this, why don’t we continue more~” seeing his lips turned into a lustful smirk he lean into your ear,

“Of course love, but ill be the one to make you feel good~” His hands slipping under your shirt, cupping your breast, a small moan leaving your lips. ‘ah, I hope I can walk tomorrow’

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fluffshelf

3 years ago

BNHA AND THEIR INSECURITIES.

— izuku, bakugou, denki x gn!reader

cw. insecurities note. hello <3

izuku is insecure about his ramblings. he's worried that whenever he rants about a topic he's passionate about, you'll find that annoying, pack up and leave. while his rambling makes you overwhelmed sometimes, it's no surprise that you'll learn to love the way his eyes light up, brightening the entire room when he talks about something he loves.

izuku is insecure about his scars. he's seen a lot of people look at them in a judging way— either looks of pity or disgust directed at him. he's even considered wearing long sleeved t-shirts, but all it takes is a few words of reassurance, compliments and affection for him to feel at least a little bit better about himself.

bakugou is insecure about when he's vulnerable; he's been carrying his burdens by himself for years, only breaking down when it's too much and he feels as if he's bothering you when he does, you have to remind him it's okay to cry, and that it's okay to talk to someone about his problems— he just needs a shoulder to lean on.

bakugou is insecure about his rough palms, during the days you first dated, he'd been worried if you wouldn't want to hold hands with him since his palms are rough and calloused. when you told him it's fine, and that you don't mind it, his insecurities didn't really go away, but he did feel more confident.

denki is insecure about his knowledge level, he's surrounded by people who are so much more smarter than him, making him feel so much more inferior. he'd feel like he's hanging out with upperclassmen, and it doesn't help that he gets teased about it a lot. he needs help with studying, and constant reassurance from you.

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fluffshelf

3 years ago

Deku, who is now the number one hero and the symbol of peace, who meets the reader, an ex-villain during his at time at U.A,now she's a simple bartender but she remembers him.

"Oh you're Izuku Midoriya"

"Do I know you..?oh you are-"

Kinda awkward because at first you were to each other's neck, now you're serving him and his friends drinks, but that doesn't stop him to ask you out...

recognition flashes across the face of izuku.

"it's you..." he says, staring at you with wide eyes.

"it's me!" you reply with a smile while mixing a drink.

it's been a while since you've seen izuku midoriya. it was high school, and you found yourself caught up in some morally ambiguous organizations. you didn't plan to become a villian, but there you were, being chased down by the up and coming hero, deku.

since then, you've been through some rigorous villain-rehabilitation programs and are finally on the right track, scoring a steady job bartending and this local bar. past you would have never foreseen this.

but what you couldn't foresee was how goddamn good-looking that dorky hero that was chasing you down all those years ago would turn out to be. yet there he was in front of you, freckled skin and gorgeous green eyes that you could lose yourself in if you weren't careful.

"i-it's nice to see you," he says, nervously fidgeting.

it's cute to see that his boyish shyness never left.

"good to see you too... number one hero," you say teasingly, loving the way his skin turns bright red.

he nervously laughs and rubs the back of his neck, unknowingly showing off his drool-worthy arm muscles.

"yeah, i guess things have changed a bit since i last saw you," he says.

"well, last time you saw me, you were tackling me to the ground and handing me over to the police," you say pointedly.

izuku freezes in embarrassment. you start to feel bad for giving him a hard time, and begin to backtrack.

"it was for the best," you say. "after that, i got some help. and now i have this job and things are looking good."

you can see him let out a shaky breath before gently smiling at you. "that's good to hear."

"yep. it seems that every time our paths cross, you're here to change the direction of my life." you raise an eyebrow. "so... deku... what's it going to be this time?"

it’s fluff friday!

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fluffshelf

3 years ago

Imagine

prince!kaeya hires you to be his maid a few days ago, but he’s really demanding. he treats you like he’s known you for years. one day he calls you to his room and to your surprise, he’s almost half naked. but you have no choice but to obey. what are you gonna do?

TW: suggestive smut

MINORS DON’T INTERACT

“Y/n.” A stern sounding voice calls you from behind in the the halls of the throne room, “Your highness” you all bow before his highness, Prince Kaeya Alberich. “Y/n huh?” He repeats your name as he walks closer to you, after eyeing all the other maids, you were the only one who had eyes of an angel. “Pretty little thing~” he says as he smiles at you and walks towards his throne. “Your hired, as well as those two beside her.” “Yes your highness.”

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3 years ago

secret admirer hcs

childe

not quite the standard type for a secret admirer, that guy.

he won't profess his feelings, but he wouldn't let you keep a distance from him, either.

he wouldn't take a step further to become your lover, yet he also won't settle for anything less than a close friend.

that's why he stuck to you like glue, popping up in the weirdest of timings, and brightly greeting you every time with a gleeful grin, nothing but amicable.

like he wasn't capable of sinking a knife down your back any time he wanted.

though admittedly, his presence was something you greatly appreciated, if you chose to feign ignorance towards his strange job. you did enjoy his company a lot, after all, even if you pretended to be irritated around him.

still, despite your deepening relationship, he intentionally put up a wall between you; one he'd sworn to never cross, nor would he allow you to.

let's do a quick recap, shall we?

he was part of the fatui—even worse, a harbinger—so he's aware he shouldn't get too involved with you.

in fact, he shouldn't be involved at all, but his self-control could only take so much, and he can barely manage to stop himself from reaching out to you at most.

he had attempted, once. giving up on you.

childe constantly reminded himself he had better things to do, more important matters to care about, but then the memory of your blinding smile would creep into his mind, keep himself awake at night, and cause his heart to race, no matter how much he tried to rationalize it.

he knew he shouldn't be swept up by minor feelings. it was purely one-sided, anyway; why was he clinging to it instead of throwing them all away?

he was tartaglia. a harbinger, a threat to the battlefield. his name alone terrified his enemies.

so why?

why did he feel so easily defeated whenever he sees you being happy with someone else?

he shouldn't. he knows he shouldn't. he knew better than that.

but he was in too deep, no longer capable of walking away from you.

he'd rather much keep you close than be out of his reach, even if he knew he couldn't come any more closer.

so he made a compromise.

within certain limitations, he'd allow himself to approach you. if he deemed himself calm enough, and he's sure he can keep his composure around you, he would put on a friendly mask and act the part of a normal friend who didn't harbor any romantic interest for you.

it was a tedious task. he shouldn't have made light of it. concealing his emotions around you was harder than he could've ever imagined.

but he had to. he wouldn't be able to stay with you anymore otherwise.

that's why he forced himself to act indifferent whenever he witnessed men courting you. he wouldn't let himself interfere, no matter how much it bothered him. he wouldn't question the pink dusting your cheeks when you received a thoughtful gift from a suitor. he would congratulate you, tease you for being popular, and fall into a disappointed silence when you fail to pinpoint the hurt in his tone.

he had to remind himself there was no reason to be disappointed. this was what he wanted.

but bits and pieces of the green-eyed monster would emerge in moments of vulnerability. he'd make a biting remark from a slip of the tongue, gaze hardening to a glare, and it'd be too late to take it all back.

yet, kindly so, you decided not to ask him about it.

because that's how you always were. so unselfish and accepting, even for someone like him. even if you tried to hide it with a poorly-veiled show of indifference for him.

(sometimes, he wonders if it was alright to be greedy. if it would be okay if he indulged himself for a short while and take you into his arms. if it would be fine to cup your cheeks and seal your lips into a kiss.)

(but the voice of reason would make its appearance into his head, and the daydream would disappear as quickly as it came.)

(you're so stupid, he'd murmur to himself bitterly.)

and yet he continued pondering over things he shouldn't have been thinking about.

out of curiosity, he wondered what it would take for you to accept a proposal for marriage. expensive jewelry? a handsome visage? an overwhelming amount of mora?

he'd seen numerous men with the following qualities. but why were you not interested in any of them? were your expectations really that high for a husband?

(or did your heart belong to someone already?)

the questions would flood into his head in the most random of times. whether he just laid awake at night, or he was in the middle of collecting debt. his mood would turn sour, and he'd try to shake all of his thoughts away.

how foolish, he'd tell himself once more.

but he could say the same for you. after all, you acted so careless with a fatui harbinger.

no one else would be caught dead chatting with him so casually, slipping in bantering insults without fear of offending him. you'd grasp his hands whenever you felt like it, ignoring the judging eyes of your peers. you would unabashedly pinch his cheeks and throw a fit.

and you were even able to sleep around him so normally, like you didn't know he could stab you in the back as easily as he breathed.

“this isn't the place to sleep, [name],” childe chuckled, surveying your surroundings. you were resting by an unpopular restaurant, exhausted after finishing a job. it was an odd time to eat a meal, so you were wonderfully all alone.

he stretched his arm to tap on your shoulder, making an effort to shake you awake. but he stopped mid-reach, instead opting to sigh and sit beside you, idly admiring your sleeping face.

you were too unguarded.

he dragged his gaze from your parted lips in favor of glancing to the side, fearing he'd do something he'll regret.

still, this was a golden opportunity.

slowly, he peeled off one of his gloves, staring at his bare palm briefly before he brought his fingers to clasp around yours, carefully tracing your skin.

he hummed at the unexpected softness, thumbing the curve of your fingers. cautiously, he locked them together with his own, appreciating how your hand fit perfectly against his.

and then he dropped his head, flushing idiotically. he hastily removed his treacherous hand, pinching himself as punishment. “what the hell am i doing...”

coincidentally, you were asking the same thing—wide awake since the moment he made contact with your body.

you forced yourself to stay silent, pursuing a muted scream. your heart pounded violently against your ribcage, threatening to burst, and you feared childe would hear your heartbeat from how loud it was.

w-what was that...?! you yelled inside your head, cheeks flaring up into a brilliant shade of crimson. as far as you knew, your affections were unrequited.

needless to say, he wasn't so much of a “secret” admirer anymore.

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3 years ago

How they like to be called - Character x gn! Reader

Characters: Diluc, Childe, Kaeya, Zhongli

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Warnings: Nicknames, terms of endearment(?)

How They Like To Be Called - Character X Gn! Reader

Diluc: Darling, Love

All you have to do is look at this man and call him by an affectionate nickname and he would get flustered.

But that doesn’t happen for every nickname you call him by. But there are specific ones…

“Do you want to take a break, Diluc? Come lay on my lap, Darling.”

OHO he gonna drop his pen on the ground and look at you with widened eyes

Gosh darn he’s so adorable I can’t even

“D- don’t call me that. What if the maids-”

“Love, I don’t care about the maids.”

You broke him.

Childe: Babe, Sweetheart

Oh he’s such a tease. He would call you such embarrassing names in public.

Pumpkin pie, for example.

Yeah you hated that. So you began to plot your revenge.

But you decided to forget about it.

“Babe, can you hand me the fork?”

OH YOU GOT HIM RIGHT WHERE YOU WANTED HIM

He’s so flustered he would just stammer his way out of the situation

“Oh the fatui wanted a pep talk for a-!? for a p- project they’re working on-”

That was quite the show.

Kaeya: My love, Angel

This man literally does not get flustered.

Do what you want, you’re not breaking him.

That is until…

“Did you like the lunch I made today my love?”

Oh my god his face

His one eye was blown so wide-

He tries to play it off cool, but you KNOW something's up.

“I don’t e- eat lunch, darling.”

He… doesn’t eat… lunch?

You managed to fluster Kaeya, you deserve an award.

Zhongli: Dear, Honey

Oh Zhongli is super dense. He is SO dense.

He has you unintentionally flustered every time you’re with him, but you almost never fluster him.

Oh haha hold on, I said almost.

Call him by a classic nickname in front of his colleagues.

“I’m going to take my leave honey, be back home soon okay?”

Oh HELL YES

His face, his precious face is so… SO red.

He just looks at you with puzzled eyes and tries to distract himself-

“Y- Y/N?…”

This is probably the pinnacle of your existence, you made Zhongli blush.

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