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Updated: April 4th 2020
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(Older/Movie) Steven Universe x Reader
Request: Nope
Summary: Reader meets Steven
Warnings: none
Fluff
“I’m so sorry!” he said standing above you his hand outstretched for you to take. It took a minute to process. You hesitated, then took the strangers hand. He pulled you back to your feet stuttering a string of apologies. He reached for the napkins from the counter and he carefully tried to clean up s much of the coffee now dripping from your shirt that he could. Just moments before you had paid for your sugary morning treat and coffee just to turn and walk face first into this person as he sprinted into the tiny donut shop. Next thing you knew you were here, listening to him ramble apologies while trying to clean the mess he made in his haste.
“At least he’s cute,” you thought to yourself as you watched him throw the wet napkins away. He kept on rambling his apologies, his doughy brown eyes full of worry and concern. He ran a hand through his dark curly hair before looking at you expectantly. Had he sked you something? Darn, you weren’t even listening.
“Are you ok?” he asked, picking up your fallen donut bag from the floor. You just nodded awkwardly as he handed it to you. You could tell just by the feel of it that your donut was ruined, you opened the bag to see that you were right. It was smushed into the far corner of the bag squished and mangled into an unrecognizable ball of sugary sadness.
He watched your expression turn from stunned to a pout. There went your breakfast. He panicked, “I’ll by you a new one,” he offered stepping up to the counter where the owner, a balding man stood sweeping and totally not watching the exchange that just happened.
“You don’t have to do that,” you said, finally finding your voice. Either he didn’t hear you or he ignored you as he ordered replacements for your treat and drink.
“Its only fair since I broke it that I pay to fix it,” he smiled pulling at the collar of his jacket.
You stood there awkwardly as you waited for the coffee to be done. After a moment of silence, he took deep breath and stuck out his hand.
“I’m Steven,” he said. You took his hand with a small smile.
“I’m Y/N, its nice to meet you,” you responded.
“You must be new to Beach City,” he thought aloud, “I’ve lived here my whole life and I’ve never seen you before.”
You nodded, “Yup, I’m visiting my aunt who lives in the next town over. Thought I’d stay here since its not far and the local hotel is way cheaper.”
“Here you go, Universe,” the shop worker handed the cup and bag to him who passed them both over to you.
“Thank you, Mr. Dewey, have a nice day!” the two of you began to make your way outside into the warm salty air.
“Universe?” You asked as he held the door for you.
“That’s my last name,” he explained, “kinda lame, I know. And to think I was almost named something cool like DeMayo.”
“Cool?” You laughed, “Universe is way cooler than DeMayo, any day.”
Steven smiled, “You really think so?”
“Dude, I know so.”
He chuckled to himself, “Hey, since you’re new to Beach City, I thought…” he paused, nervously stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets, “I was wondering if you’d like a tour, like I could show you around.”
“I’d like that that,” you said. He smiled, an infectious, cheeky, boyish grin and you couldn’t help but smile back just as wide.
“Well? What are you waiting for?” You asked, “Lead the way, Mr. Universe.”
He laughed before leading you down the boardwalk towards the rest of Beach City.
Requested by Anon: older!steven with a skinny short s/o please?
Hello~! I’ve decided to do a completely random and out of the blue one shot for no entire reason! The only warning I’ll put in will be cursing, meaning if there will be fluff or anything like that- you’ll have to read to find out~
Warning: Cursing
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You ranked top ten in your trainee days, earning your spot along your other nine friends who were marked in the top ten of the graduates. You could remember the small after party for graduating from the Cadet Corps, a small feast laid out for everyone to tuck in and enjoy before choosing a regiment in the morning. You remember that night so clearly, sitting with your friends and eating, talking about the regiments and which you’d join.
Of course, the Scouting Legion always appealed to you every since the fall of Wall Maria, you were there with Eren, Armin and Mikasa on that day. That day you wish to forget. Jean was exclaiming how he’ll be living the luxury in the MP’s only making Eren irritated as you kept quiet by Mikasa.
“So F/N! You never told us which regiment you were joining~ which one?” Sasha piped with a mouth full of potatoes, you hummed quietly for a second before smiling at the girl opposite you.
“I’m going to join the Scouts like Eren and the others”
Tell me captain, what will we do when we rid all of the titans from the walls?
I don’t know F/N, but we will do it one day
Unfortunately, Eren wasn’t there to chose a regiment with you and everyone else, you remember that unnerving speech from Commander Erwin. Was this really what you wanted? Yes. No backing out now.
After choosing to join the Scouts, all new recruits were taken to the Old Scouts HQ where Eren was with the Special Operations Squad. The sun was beginning to set as you took the tour around to get used to the place. What surprised you though was that Jean was here in your batch as well. ‘What happened to that ego'ist from boot camp?’ You thought taking a glance over your shoulder to the taller teen.
What you didn’t expect was to see Eren running over from the stables, he must have been doing stable work. Turning to look to your friend who arrived by the group you grinned at the emerald-eyed boy, catching sight of someone leading a horse out shortly after.
“So that’s Captain Levi?”
F/N, you will be my personal assistant from now on. You’ve impressed me over the few months you’ve been in the Scouts.
A-Ah yes sir!
Opening the dark wooden door you slipped inside with a metal tray of tea. Casting sheepish smile to the charcoal haired man sitting behind his desk who watched you close the door quietly before appearing in front of his desk. “I got your tea sir, along with a few cookies” you hum with a miniature smile as the teal-eyed Captain nods subtly, setting down his quill to move a small yet neat stack of papers aside for you to put the tray down instead. You usually did this every evening after training and a shower. Accompanying the corporal with paperwork and tea.
Levi took his cup and took a sip from it. After setting it down he flashed you a look of thanks. You knew this from how long you’d usually spend with him- you grew to learn these little things about Levi. Sometimes he didn’t need to use words for you to understand if he likes something or not.
“Were you limping by any chance F/N?” He decides to ask as you tilt your head to the left somewhat. “Uh- yeah I guess.. Just a little sore from training, nothing to worry about” you reassured him with a smile as he eyed you. “Yeah, you seemed to be pushing yourself that time I thought something was up” he continued as you took a sip of your tea in silence.
I managed to beat Eren in combat training, did you see it?
Yes I did.
Are you proud of me Captain?
“YAHOOO! F/N DO YOU SEE THIS!?” Hanji shrieked at the top of her lungs with an ecstatic grin etched onto her face. You laughed a little, nodding at the woman as you scribbled down more notes as she was experimenting with Eren in his Titan. Moblit was sick today so you offered if you could take his spot for the day. Eren was concentrating on hardening different parts of his body while you had to sketch and write about it. Hanji was jumping about like a hyperactive rabbit.
“GOOD JOB EREN! YOU ALMOST HAVE THE HARDENING DOWN!” Hanji roared in excitement causing you to stiffle a giggle at her.
“Oi Hanji, I can almost hear you from the HQ why are you so loud?”
'Oh it’s the Captain~!’
Turning around you sent Levi a little smile and wave, he nodded with a blank expression as he wandered over. Hanji kept hopping around with an inhuman amount of energy as she laughed. Levi arrived by your side and gave you a look of 'this is what you have to put up with for the day’. Shrugging to the man you continued to quickly sketch down small drawings and notes about Eren as Levi watched. He wasn’t here to complain about Hanji’s noise volume- instead, he was wondering why he hasn’t seen you for the day leading for him to ask around and eventually find you with the titan-crazed scientist in the middle of an experiment.
I- Uh.. I have feelings for you L/N..
R-Really? Coincidence huh? I have feelings for you too sir..
The candle flickered, illuminating the dark room and some of the furniture inside. The occasional shuffle of boots against the wooden floor bounced back and forth off the walls. You were sat on the small couch at the sidelines of Levi’s office filling out extra papers, he was hunched over his desk filling out some as well. The clock quietly ticked on the wall as each second passed. Looking across the office to the round object you checked the time.
'11:47pm’
As if on cue, a yawn made it’s way to your lips, covering your mouth you yawned into it before blinking tiredly. Setting your gaze back down to the papers on your lap you were about to continue writing until Levi’s voice ringing in your ears.
“If you’re tired you can go to your room F/N, I’ll finish up here”
You gawked at the Corporal, shaking your head a little at him “I’m fine, I’m almost done anyways, as soon as I’m done I’ll leave you be for the night sir” you told him as he clicked his tongue and sat back to stretch a little. “You’re making it sound like you’re a bother to me F/N” he commented as you went quiet- not knowing how to respond. “I- Didn’t mean it like that-” “You’re a great assistant F/N, fuck it but this might just be the sleepiness talking but I appreciate the work you do” he cut you off leaving you a surprised. A smile graced your lips as you muttered a shy thanks before finishing off the last page.
“I’m done, anything else you want me to do?” You question Levi as he shakes his head no “no you’re fine, have a good night F/N”
What’s your favorite memory F/N?
Oh-? Well.. I have to say it would be the time I killed my first titan then I did a small victory dance that ended up in my almost slipping off the rooftop.. Heh..
Brat, you’re so clumsy. You didn’t hurt yourself did you?
No I didn’t sir
Good.
You traced your finger down the bridge of Levi’s nose, he watched you in silence as you playfully booped his nose after with a snicker. He grumbled under his breath before wrapping his arms around your figure, caging you in a steel grip before flopping back onto his bed with you. A miniature squeak left your lips as you landed on the soft surface, scurrying out of his arms once he loosened his grip to straddle his hips. A grin tugged on the edges of your lips as you looked down to him, Levi bit his lower lip before taking your hands in his; kneading his fingers with yours as you playfully wrestled.
Flipping you both over Levi pinned you down with an amused glint in his hues, you smirked and leant up to him, pecking his lips. Levi hummed into the kiss before you pulled away, he subconsciously pouted at you as you tried to wriggle out from under him. After two failed attempts you gave up and wrapped your arms around his neck. “At least I managed to pin you down for a few seconds, are you proud of me for that?” You asked as the male huffed and lowered himself to press a kiss to your lips.
“Yeah I’m proud idiot”
You jumped a little when he ghosted his teeth over your neck, shuddering with a relaxed sigh when he pampered your skin with kisses. Levi nipped at your neck teasingly with a sly smirk on his face. “I love you dork” he barely muttered training his orbs on your own, a soft smile made it’s way to your lips again. “I love you too captain” you whisper back to him just before he brings his lips to yours.
I heard you had fun training with your horse earlier.
Oh yeah! I finally got used to standing on her back while she’s moving
And you didn’t fall?
Nope! Are you proud of me~
Yes idiot, I’m proud of you
A sharp breath left your throat as you rested on Levi’s lap, swallowing down the lump in your throat you could manage to take in ragged breathes as you looked up to your lover. He loomed over your exhausted figure with tears brimming at the corners of his eyes. Lips parted in horror as he looked down to you, blood-stained your uniform as you tiredly looked up to Levi, every second that passed your body got lighter and lighter feeling. He choked out a sob, gentle holding up your head and gripping your other hand. “F/N..?” He muttered as the tears finally began to roll down his cheeks leaving clear trails behind beside the dirt and blood masking his form.
“It’s okay Levi, it’s alright..” You cooed raising your hand to softly play with a strand of raven hair. “It’s- It’s not alright.. F/N-” he shook his head, heart thundering in his chest painfully as you sniffled a little, wincing from the pain in your stomach. “I’m going to be fine… It’s going to be alright..” You tried as Levi tried to cuddle himself closer to you, he sobbed and shut his eyes tightly hoping for it to be a nightmare. It wasn’t. “I love you- you hear me? I don’t know what I’d do without you- you idiot” he shakingly pressed a kiss to your forehead as you squeezed his hand. “I-I love you too.. God, you have no idea… Levi… Y-You don’t..” You breathed as he rocked back and forth subtly with you on his lap.
“Levi…?” You continued as he kissed your hand, letting his lips linger. He never took his gaze from yours as he hummed a strained breath letting you know he heard you. “Yes, love..?” He whispered as you cracked a little smile up to him.
“D-Did I.. Did I make you proud… Did I make you proud captain?” You let the blood seep from the corner of your mouth as tears dribbled from the corner of your eyes as reality finally took place. “I-I don’t want to die, Levi please.. At least let me know I made you p-proud..” You begged as his jaw locked into place from suppressing his cries.
“Yes love.. You’ve made me the proudest man alive.. It’s time for you to rest now o-okay..? I’ll be here.. It’s going to be okay. I’ll be here with you when you go.. I swear I’ll see you again in another life F/N.. ”
NOOOO WTF
I love Mikasa so I kind of wrote it from an “outsider’s view” sort of perspective, because I knew Mikasa would be an A+ observer. I know this is super weird and probably not the best lel, but I tried. Anyway I just thought this up, it’s 2 am, I love Levi and that’s pretty much it. I hope you guys like it. <3
Y/N = Your Name
Y/H/C = Your Hair Color
Y/E/C = Your Eye Color
Mikasa’s fingers nervously strung through her black hair as she scanned the breakfast hall. It was strange to see Y/N’s absence - not like it affected her, however. Eren looked to be eating fine and Armin was mulling over some of the military strategies that might come into play in the future, but for some reason Mikasa was a bit uneasy about not having Y/N present.
The two of them were not the best of friends but had recently been put into the situation to get friendly. Y/N was different from everyone else in the Squad, a lot more positive in any given situation, even though she’d seen the same horrors as everyone else had. But if she didn’t get to breakfast soon, Mikasa would have to guess that she’d be late to training. And the skilled warrior knew that would not be a situation she’d want to be in, but for Y/N especially.
Over the last few weeks it was easy for the black haired female to pick up on the fondness that was growing within Y/N towards Corporal. She’d try reading Levi to see if he felt the same way, but that was nearly impossible seeing as he rarely gave her the time of day.
Mikasa did handle her feelings a little differently than Y/N and in that sense she did pity her. She pitied her choice in men as well. But then again the Ackerman girl couldn’t necessarily say that she had great taste either, as Titan boy’s only interactions with her was through a sibling type bond and him yelling at her to let him be. So maybe after all the Y/H/C girl wasn’t doing too bad after all.
It was the little things Y/N did to try to win over the Lance Corporal that through her off. She would even try to brighten the situation with smiles all day long, and even go as far as pushing conversations onto the Captain and get farther with it than anyone would’ve expected.
Mikasa did confront her about it - not that she was interested in the matter - but because the whole thing confused her in a way she hadn’t expected.
“Listen, Y/N, I see the way you act around Squad Leader Levi. Don’t you think he’s… sort of the opposite of you?” Mikasa recalled asking, trying to sound the least bit pushy as possible.
“Well, sure I do! But that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate who he is.”
She slid a strand of dark hair behind her ear, “Are we really talking about the same man here?”
Y/N’s big Y/E/C seemed to light up as they laughed. “You’re funny, Mikasa! He’s the only Levi I know of here.”
“Ehhh.. alright then.. Who exactly do you see him as then?”
From everything she could see - Y/N was a free spirit. She radiated a new form of maturity and joy that she hadn’t seen really, ever. Especially not when it came to fellow soldiers. She’d seen Y/N shed a thousand tears over lost comrades, but then pick herself up and try to stay strong for the others. For that reason Mikasa did respect her. But she couldn’t see why someone like her would like someone like Levi of all people.
She paused momentarily. Her brow furrowed and her jaw tightened as she seemed to think deeply about the question. She gnawed on her lips as she let out a sigh.
“Well, it’s simple really… I see Captain as… Humanity’s Strongest. But not for the reasons everyone else does. I don’t think he’s the strongest because he can slay a ton of titans, but because he’s always looking out for everyone else. On the battlefield, it’s almost like he doesn’t even consider his own safety. He’s too caught up looking out for our Squad to care. But in other cases he doesn’t do any of that for his own gain.” Y/N looked at the girl opposite to her with all seriousness, “He does it because he cares. More than anyone else does! I think that’s why maybe he doesn’t show a lot of emotions. Because if he did, they’d never stop. So the only way he deals with things is by keeping us safe. Humanity safe.”
And after Y/N opened up to Mikasa about the truth, she couldn’t help but begin to hope that things worked out in her favor. Because if Levi really was who the optimistic girl described him to be, she would know that he deserved someone like her. Someone who could make him happy.
But breakfast was now over and that meant that training was about to commence. And Y/N still hadn’t made an appearance.
As soon as Mikasa made it to the field, she had a fear that her friend was doomed. Doomed to hours of cleaning or ultimate hatred from Captain Levi, she wasn’t sure yet.
“Where’s L/N?” Levi’s eyes were narrowed, unamused as he faced the cadets. His whole Squad was present, all except for one. One girl who was critical to the operation of the team.
Mikasa almost let out a sigh of relief when she heard Y/N’s shout, “I’m here, I’m here!”
Y/H/C locks bounced up and down as they jogged up behind the raven haired female, Y/E/C’s still bright and full of life despite the circumstances. “Sorry I’m late, I tried to be as fast as possible.” Of course, it almost made the stoic female roll her eyes when she saw her sporting her typical carefree grin.
Captain Levi’s blank look shifted into one of dismay as he stepped closer, dark eyebrows raised as he inquired. “Your reason?” His tone was flat. At this point the cadet couldn’t decide if she was more worried for Eren or Y/N!
“Wellll,” Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle a bit, “There was some wild flowers growing in the field.. And what a waste it would be if I didn’t make them into flower crowns.. So I, uh, did.” She seemed to be sweating profusely, every couple of of words shook. She then went on to hold up a flower crown made of multiple types of flowers as proof.
Sweat dripped across her tan skin. Mikasa didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at this point.
It seemed like Levi didn’t either. “Flower crown?” He was as speechless as the rest of them.
“Yeah! Here, uh, let me show you.” Lucky enough for the both of them, Levi was the perfect height. Y/N gently laid the floral piece on his head, her smiling shifting to a grin once she saw her ‘masterpiece.’ “Awh, look at that, it suits you. ”
Any laughter that was previously being held back was unleashed when Erwin began to laugh. It was a signal that it was just amusing to him as it was the rest of them.
“Levi, don’t you just look lovely!” Hange began to cackle, her cheeks heated.
Mikasa watched as Y/N’s face grew hot with shame as they all laughed. She didn’t mean to embarrass Levi like that. The Ackerman girl could only begin to picture the amount of tears she was gonna have to wipe off of Y/N’s face tonight when she balled about the whole circumstance. Maybe Y/N could be a bit of a ditz…
“Ten laps, start running, or I’ll make it twenty. Now.” Captain wasn’t having any fun clearly. Silence fell. “And Cadet L/N, please stay back. I’d like to have a word.”
Comrades rushed to begin their long run ahead of them, but just before Mikasa ran out of sight, she heard him speak.
“Y/N, you should take this.” He removed the floral crown from his head, placing it in the flustered girl’s head. Y/N looked to be on the verge of crying at this point. “It suits you.”
And for once the stoic cadet came to a conclusion on the whole ordeal. Perhaps they suited each other.
Hey lovely! your blog is my crack sooooo If you write for Inasa that would be super amazing I will literally take anything fluffy or a lil nsfw with a short curvy s/o. Also... I just started my own blog because I can't stop myself and I was wondering if you had any tips for a new blog runner! Hope you have a great day!
"Ah!! Inasa!" You gasped while he pounded into you.
"Hell, baby! So fuckin' tight!" He groaned, grip tightening. "Look at me, fucking you so good." Inasa grunted. "Looks like I'm gonna split you in half. So fucking beautiful, so gorgeous!" His hips snapped up to meet your again and again. He adjusted his grip so that he could reach down and play with your clit. "So goddamn pretty, baby, getting fucked on my masisve cock!" You could say nothing, only moan and gasp as your boyfriend fucked you sensless.
Prompt: forehead kisses
at first glance, yoarashi inasa looked the type to despise affection. it was the heavy lingering of first impressions with the intimidating aura that surrounded this man. the tall, brawny frame that he maintained, the brows he kept knit under the hooded cap and the determined expression that colored his very visage.
that is, until he opens his mouth.
inasa was full of surprises. from the first attempts at wooing you into a first date and the child-like grin that would ornate his tiers, all impressions came shooting itself down one by one. but what really shocked you to your very core was how he begged for kisses almost everyday, specifically—
“you know what time it is?” said boyfriend beams, plopping down beside your seat at the classroom.
“three o’ clock, inasa.” you reply, flatly. this prompts your boyfriend to pout in place, sadly swaying in place before you snicker.
“i’m kidding, get over here.” in one sweep, he slides himself back next to you, tossing his cap from shaved cranium to make space for your hourly kisses. you pepper his forehead with kisses and you swear, the prideful expression on his visage was to die for.
“you’re the best.”
Fluffy headcannons for Mirio, All Might, and (another tall dude, you can choose) with their really short (like 5 feet idk) s/o please
I decided to choose Aizawa because I’m always drowning myself in coffee and I love Aizawa since he basically does the same. Aizawa is also cute Hope this is fluffy enough! Congrats for being my 100th post as well!
Mirio:
-Mirio isn’t the type of person who teases their lover for their height but, he most definitely secretly loves being much taller than his S/O.
- He likes watching their cute expression when the stand on their tiptoes to kiss him.
-Mirio is the type of boyfriend that lets your sit on his shoulders so you can see up higher. Makes concerts or public events much easier since you two can now see with much ease. You most certainly kiss him when you sit upon his shoulders!
-When you two end up walking for a long time, Mirio will eventually end up giving you a piggyback ride. Doesn’t matter where you two are, you are getting an impromptu piggyback ride.
-One time you two played hide and seek. Yeah Mirio still never knows where you went to hide that eventful day! You’re also the pro at hide and seek since you can easily spot and tall people (aka Mirio) attempting to hide!
All Might:
-All Might always found it slightly funny to compare him and his lover’s heights. He’s always found their short stature to be cute (yes, he found it so cute he has coughed out blood a few times.)
-All Might most certainly loves to pick them up bridal style and pepper their face in kisses.
-Whenever his S/O wears one of his shirts, he has to be rushed to Recovery Girl because they look so cute since his shirt is practically a dress on them.
-S/O permanently has to carry around a mini first aid kit with them, since poor Toshinori ends up bonking his head on so many door frames. Though luckily a few kisses can help ease Toshinori’s pain.
-If it’s ever sunny, just hide behind your tall boyfriend and perfect shade! Toshinori does find that action quite adorable, especially if you end up hugging him from behind as well as avoiding the sunlight.
Aizawa:
-Aizawa most certainly teases his S/O for their height. He snickers when they can’t reach the food in a cabinet or that one time they weren’t allowed on a ride. Though he most certainly chuckles when they can’t reach his lips to kiss him.
-Probably has asked ‘how the weather is down there’ at least once before their S/O groaned and Aizawa then proceeded to kiss them on top of their head.
-On the plus side, you two can share a sleeping bag, which makes for perfect cuddles!
-If it’s raining, Aizawa is the one holding the umbrella and probably discreetly wraps his arm around your shoulder.
-Even though you may be short, you are most certainly the big spoon. Aizawa hates to admit it but, he enjoys being surrounded by your affection and love!
I hope you enjoyed and have a great day!
Ophelia
Can I request some headcanons for All might? Where his fem S/O is pregnant and he just wants to brag to everyone about her, but can’t because there relationship is suppose to be secret for protection reasons (though let’s be honest he’ll slip up)
YES! Oh my gosh you have no idea how excited I was to do this one Doc! I just hope it’s good enough cause I had SUCH fun writing it!
- Toshinori slips into shock first, when you tell him you’re pregnant . He falls (almost comically) straight out of his chair when you finally tell him.
- But then, while he’s still on the floor recovering, he just bursts into floods of tears.
- He’s just, so, SO HAPPY. He’s going to be father? A FATHER?!! He can barely comprehend it. He’s immediately getting up to race over to you and hold you as tight as his thin frame will allow him.
- He’s babbling, too many things he needs to say getting caught in his throat as he squeezes you tight and tries to just express his JOY. He thought being with you was more than he’d ever be allowed to have, so the fact that he gets to make a FAMILY with you?? He feels like his heart is going to burst.
- He wants to shout it from the rooftops, tell every person he sees how happy he is! HE’S GOING TO BE A DAD!!!!!
- But he knows he has to bite his tongue.
- From the moment you had accepted and returned Toshi’s feelings , he’d been terrified. If a villain was to learn about your relationship with him you’d become an immediate target. And Toshi would never forgive himself if you were hurt because of him. It’s why you two had agreed not to go public about your relationship.
- But the idea of having to keep quiet about one of the happiest moments in his life?
- He hates it
- And Toshi has never exactly been known for his subtlety either.
- The moment Toshinori walks into UA that morning almost the entire faculty realises something is up.
- Just his entire aura is exuding happiness. He’s practically aglow with it. However the minute anyone asks him about it. It’s like he’s trying to deny it. And he keeps giving different reasons or stories to each person who asks.
- It’s almost like he can’t keep his story straight.
- The minute Toshinori isn’t in the room, the rest of the faculty are gossiping and speculating. It’s not the most unusual to see Toshinori happy, but to such a level? Immediately almost everyone want to get to the bottom of this. Aizawa isn’t THAT interested but Mic drags him into it anyway.
- It’s Midnight who catches him out next, when he has a momentary lapse of concentration.
- He can’t help it, he doesn’t mean to, he’s supposed to be grading papers between classes and his mind wanders. He wonders what your child will look like. Will they look more like him? Or you?
- It’s as his mind wanders down this path he realises you’ll both have to decide on a name. And he can’t stop himself.
- “Maybe Emiko if they’re a girl? For a boy….maybe…hmm…Kazuo?”
- Midnight would later tease him that he was mimicking his favourite student. Mumbling aloud to himself so engrossed in his own thoughts he was totally unaware of Midnight standing by his desk.
- For five minutes…..
- As he continued to mumble name ideas
- He only stopped when Midnight was unable to contain her laughter. As he finally noticed her leaning over his desk and grinning at him.
- “Any reason you’re listing off names there All Might? It almost sounds like you’re up to something!”
- He’s immediately spitting up blood in shock and trying to create a cover story. Something about adopting a pet and wanting to give it a good name.
- The wide wicked grin on Midnights face says she doesn’t buy it. AT ALL.
- Thankfully the bell saves him and he’s able to escape to his next class. Running as fast as he can to escape the situation.
- But it’s Midoriya who breaks him. Because of course it would be.
- During his lunch break Toshi briefly left the campus to check out the nearest book store. He knows he’s maybe worrying a little too much but he wants to be prepared! His prize bought and tucked into a bag he returns back to UA for his meeting with Izuku.
- Everything goes fine, Toshinori does his best to help the young boy and give any helpful information he could. It’s only as he moves to leave that he blunders a final time.
- “AH! All Might you left your book!!” Izuku is just trying to be helpful, picking up the book that had slipped from the bag to return to his mentor! Until he sees the title on the cover…
- “WAIT…..PARENTING FOR DUMMIES????!!”
- Izuku doesn’t mean to shout but to say he is shocked is an…understatement.
- Izuku’s brain is running at a thousand miles an hour and Toshi is desperately trying to think how on earth he is going to get out of this.
I- zuku lasts all of about 15 seconds before he begins bombarding Toshinori with questions. He can’t help himself! “Do you have a s/o?? I NEVER KNEW. THERE’S NO INFO ONLINE ABOUT THIS. What are they like?? When did you become a father?? HOW IS THERE NO INFO ON THIS!!”
- Toshi lasts about 10 seconds under Izukus’ bombardment before he breaks. He tried biting his tongue he HONESTLY SWEARS he did. But the dam just breaks.
- “Yes! I have a s/o. She’s incredibly precious to me. NO there is no info about our relationship because I do everything I can to keep it out of the public eye!” he answers each question one by one until he gets to the final revelation that he’s JUST learned he’s going to be a father.
- Toshinori get’s so excited again he picks poor Izuku up and swings the startled boy around. His laugh booming out. He just can’t contain himself any more.
- He knows he can trust Izuku to keep a secret. He trusts the boy.
- He just hopes you’ll forgive him for his…lack of subtlety.
- And the fact that most of the UA staff now at least have an inkling of your existence.
Can I get some uhhhhhhh... Headcanons about Toshinori with an s/o that is just super in love and enamoured with him and loves him more in his Small Might form than is All Might form?
You can! This was super cute, I got some feels from writing, I was listening to love songs all the way through
Pairing: All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Reader
Ratings/Warnings: Explicit,18+
Summary: my fic for the nsfw collab! make sure to read the intro on the masterlist over on @secondhand-trash‘s blog!
When All Might knocked on the door to the hotel room, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Nemuri had set him up on multiple blind dates in the past and none of them had gone well. One had even been with a married woman desperate to “conquer some hero cock.” He shuddered at the thought. That woman had been even more plastic than the action figures they sold of him at Christmas time. Now that his identity had been revealed and he technically wasn’t “All Might” any more but regular Toshinori his life was easier but still difficult in many ways. He worried about any romantic anything ending up on the front cover of some gossip magazine, but Nemuri had assured him that his date was “super discreet” and wouldn’t leak any information. Toshinori had a horrible sinking feeling in his gut when she grinned and winked at him and told him that he was bound to have a “ton of fun,” but seeing as she had already set up the date, he could do little else but to attend. Imagining leaving a poor woman alone and waiting for hours after anticipating a nice outing made his heart clench with guilt. So despite his instincts, he arrived at the hotel at the exact time Nemuri specified. Despite his nerves, there’s no way even the Symbol of Peace with his heroic instincts had any idea what had awaited him behind the hotel room door.
As you got the text that the winner had arrived to claim their “prize,” the churning feeling in your gut intensified. Surely it was just some overweight creep that lived in his mom’s basement that had never touched a woman before. But…what if it was someone worse? They did a background check on the winner and assured you everything was safe but…what if they only cleared their background check because they hadn’t been caught yet? What if they were…a serial killer or something? And here you were, dressed in garters and stockings and nothing else. What would your mom say if you died like this?? Finding out your daughter is dead and is ALSO a cam girl must be—A knock on the door silenced your racing thoughts. You steeled your nerves and wrapped your fingers around the pepper spray you bought, prepared for the worse. “Come in!” you called out, hoping your voice didn’t shake as you put the partial cover you always wore in your videos over your face. The door softly swung open and your visitor shut it quietly behind him. A thin, very tall blonde man entered your vision. As he turned to face you, you both wore matching looks of shock. He was instantly recognizable because you had seen him just a few hours prior when you went to the store to buy your pepper spray. His face was plastered all over almost every single magazine there. “…A-All Might?”
Now when Toshinori opened the door, he did not expect to find someone sitting there wearing only a garter and stockings. What he certainly didn’t expect was for it to be someone he recognized. Nemuri had sent him a link with a winky face and no other message in an email last month. Knowing that usually it was something pornographic but SOMETIMES it was something important in the media about him or news about UA passed down from other coworkers, he opened it. When he did it opened up a video of…you. You were leaning back in a computer chair with a vibrator buzzing away on your clit, biting your lip trying to muffle the moans you were making. For some reason Toshinori found that he couldn’t close the window. He was…transfixed. Your body was natural and you seemed to be in genuine ecstacy. You looked so cute as your legs shook from the intensity of your impending orgasm. “I-I’m gonna…oh god I…I-I’m cumming!” you cried out as you pulled the vibrator away from your dripping pussy. His eyes immediately focused on your reddened swollen clit and spasming hole as more of your wetness seemed to trail down onto the chair. Your pussy spasming desperately around nothing was something that plagued his thoughts and fantasies long after that. He wanted to use his tongue and lick up the wetness and follow it back to your pussy and taste you. He wanted to suck on your adorable swollen clit and hear how many of those cute noises he could draw out of you. So of course, maybe he had pulled up the video a few times afterwards. And maybe he did pull out his cock, heavy and hot and hard, desperate for release. He was only human after all. When you called out his hero name, reality hit him hard. A sudden uneasy feeling and then the corresponding metallic taste in his mouth meant only one thing. “HNNNBGBLERGGAHBLEH!”
Your shock quickly morphed into concern and horror as you watched the Symbol of Peace cough up blood onto the carpet. “OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OKAY?!?!?! SHOULD I CALL A HOSPITAL?!?!? OH MY GOD, I SHOULD CALL A HOSPITAL!” You cried out as you pulled out your phone. All Might lunged for it, panic written across his face. “NO NO NO DON’T! I’m fine, I promise!” In your panic you had whipped off your facial covering and were now looking him directly in the eyes. “U-Uhm….please don’t tell anyone what I look like!” “O-Okay…” All Might replied. Though no longer muscular he was still very tall and had the same piercing blue eyes he always had. Despite what others said, you still found him just as handsome as when he was in his hero form. He was still looking at you in shock, but he seemed to have calmed down a bit. “Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask tentatively. “Yes, I’m fine. It’s just…something from an old injury,” he replied softly, large hand holding his side. “It happens all the time, but I’m okay.” “Then…does this mean you won the contest?” “What contest?” You furrow your brows in confusion. “You know, the gaming contest?” “T-The what?” As you begin to explain, realization begins to dawn on him. “No. I didn’t win any contest. I…I was set up.” As he starts to tell you his story from the beginning, you start to grow more and more embarrassed. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t know…you must be so grossed out right now. OH AND-!” You jump up from your seat on the bed and rush to the bathroom. When you reemerge, you’re wearing a bathrobe. “Here I am, sitting bare ass naked, and you were just expecting a normal date. I’m so sorry.” You look at him with guilt and sympathy. “I-It’s okay. I shouldn’t have even been surprised. It was set up by Nemuri, after all.” “Nemuri? Who’s that?” Your tilt your head and furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “She’s the pro-hero Midnight. She always sets me up on “dates” to try and get me to “live a little” or something. As you can imagine, none of them go well. At all. I don’t even know why I let her do it, but she seems to have fun playing matchmaker and usually nothing…like THIS happens.” “P-Pro-hero Midnight watches my videos?” “W-Well…yes, she does.” “And you do too? Is that why you recognized me?” You watch as All Might’s face turns beet red. “W-Well, Nemuri sent me a link in an email to one of your videos. A-And I….I watched it. A few times.” His voice grows quieter as he speaks, turning an even deeper shade of red. You laugh at how adorably shy he is. You never would have expected All Might, the greatest hero of all time, to have a shy side. “It’s okay, no need to be ashamed! I won’t tell anyone.” “You won’t?” “Cross my heart.” He breathed and audible sigh of relief and leaned back in the chair he was sitting from, across from your spot on the bed. “I’m sorry I’m not…what you expected tonight.” “Are you kidding? I was sure I was gonna get some gross basement dweller or a serial killer! Not All Might! You…You’re not a serial killer, are you?” He barks out a laugh that makes your heart do flips in your chest. “Of course not. I try to save people, not kill them.” You dramatically flop back down onto the bed. “Phew! Boy, was I worried for a minute there!” You both burst into laughter. “Still…I’m sure you weren’t expecting someone so old or scrawny. I’m sorry about that.” He glances off to the side as he rubs the back of his neck with his hand. “Hey, don’t sell yourself short! I think anyone would be lucky to have a shot with you. You’re still just as handsome as ever,” you grin cheekily at him. Toshi feels his face heat up. You…you think he’s handsome? “I’m sure you weren’t looking to spend your night with some random nobody from the internet, and a cam girl, no less.” Toshi fidgets in his chair as he looks at you as if to say something and then shuts his mouth. “What’s on your mind? Go ahead, I promise not to judge. I’ve already embarrassed myself quite a bit tonight and you’ve been nothing but nice about it, so it’s the least I can do.” The blush returns to Toshi’s cheeks as he takes a deep breath to steel himself as he looks you in the eyes. “I…I think you’re lovely, and anyone would be lucky to spend time with you. E-Especially me.” You feel heat rise to your cheeks. “R-Really? Then…do you want to?” Toshi’s eyes dart around the room to avoid your direct gaze. “W-Well…what do you mean by that specifically?” “You know…do you want me to sitonyourfaceitsokayifyoudontI’msorryifImadeyouuncomfortablebyaskingbutifyouwantI’mdown??” You stare down at your trembling hands and will them to stop shaking. Rejection isn’t the worst thing in the world…right? “I…I’m flattered but…you know that I can’t maintain my hero form anymore, right? I would…just look like this.” You blink at him owlishly. “Why would I want you to?” Even more heat floods his cheeks. “W-Well…I…I would…I-I think…if you’re fine with me…I would like that. A lot.” Toshi’s eyes finally meet yours, and you’re surprised at the intensity behind his gaze despite his obvious nervousness. “C-Can I…” “Of course, come sit on the bed.” You tense slightly as the mattress beside you dips under his weight. He reaches for your hand as his other meets your jaw and tilts your face towards him. He begins to lean in, closing his eyes, and you feel as if time itself has stopped. His lips softly meet yours and you feel…warm. “Was that okay? I’m sorry, I should have asked first, I-“ You cut him off by steading yourself with your unheld hand on his shoulder and lean in, pressing your lips to his. The world melts around you as you focus on the kiss. It’s gentle and soft and sweet, and you feel yourself melting. Slowly he kisses you harder and lightly touches his tongue to your bottom lip. You open your mouth and meet his tongue with yours, tangling them together. Your hands grasp at his shoulders as he slowly pushes you down onto the bed. “Is doing it like this okay?” he asks between panting breaths. The sight of Toshi’s face, intense eyes boring into you and lidded with desire, red cheeks, kiss swollen lips and panting mouth makes heat shoot straight down your spine to pool in your lower belly. “This is perfect, All Might.” He pauses in confusion for a moment. “If it’s not too much to ask, could you please call me Toshinori?” “Toshinori?” “Yes. That’s…that’s my real name.” You smile softly at him. “Of course! Toshinori it is.” He leans down to kiss you again. His kisses are soft but passionate and breathtaking. You bury your hands in his hair as you kiss him back. Slowly he pulls away, leaning in to press kisses down your neck. He starts softly, but as he continues downward, you can’t help but to let out a shaky sigh. He pulls back. “Still okay?” “Yes, but…just a bit nervous, sorry. Please keep going!” He smiles tenderly at you as he rests his hands on your cheeks and kisses you again. “Me too…I don’t normally do things like this.” “I…really don’t either.” He gives you yet another look of confusion. “Look…I’m new to this whole “cam girl” shit, cause it seemed like an easy way to make some extra money. And when the company sponsored me about this whole event and promised to donate it all to the failing animal shelter a ways from my house…I figured I could do something like this once and help it out. I mean…I figured it can’t be that bad, right? I just have to sit there and moan or whatever and boom, it’s over. Seemed easy enough…and then I can go home and never have to do this again. I’m usually not a “casual fling” type of girl, but…” The retired hero looks at you in surprise and then understanding. “I see. So what made you want to do this with me? I don’t want you to only because you feel obligated.” He pulls back slightly and sits up. You do the same. “Its not obligation, it’s not even because you’re All Might or anything. I just…thought you were cute and I like you and I just…wanted to, I guess. I-If you do.” He turns bashful at your admission. “I-I see. Well, to be honest…I have seen your videos. Quite a few of them actually, not just the one Nemuri sent me. I never imagined I’d ever be seeing you face to face, let alone doing something like this, but…I…I liked them. Your videos. Y-You, uhm…y-you’re very attractive. To me. A-And I’m sure a lot of other people too! B-But I…I like you too. Talking and getting to know you is, uhm…nice.” You beam up at him. “Really?” “R-Really. Of course.” You pull his face down to yours and press your lips against his. “So…can we keep going then?” Toshi relaxes a bit. “If you want.” I do!” He lays you down again and kisses you harder. This time not as soft, much rougher, but still just as passionate. When his lips meet your neck again, he lightly bites down, eliciting another shaky sigh from you. His hands begin to untie the robe at your waist and then slowly slide it off of your shoulders. Toshi sits up a moment to look at you underneath him, dressed in only a garter and stockings, eyes glazed over and hooded, and breathing heavily. You look so good like this, both adorable and irresistible…he hopes he can keep this mental image for a long, long time. He leans down again and starts to kiss from your collarbone downwards, his hands softly coming up to hold your breasts. He cups them gently and then starts to use his thumbs to tease and rub your nipples. A moan escapes you as your eyes automatically shut. “Oh, are you sensitive here?” “Y-Yes, that…feels so good.” He smirks at you as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. “I see. Good to know.” Finally his lips are on your breast as his hand is on the other one. He softly kisses the tip before he slides his tongue out to tease at your nipple, his thumb and forefinger teasing and pinching your other one. “A-Ahhh…that feels really, really good Toshinori! Please…keep going.” He hesitates at the sound of his name being called in your voice. He could listen to it for hours on end and never get tired of it. You crying it out in between pants and moans…He switches sides and continues to play with your nipples. You begin to squirm and squeeze your legs around him. Toshi continues to kiss down your abdomen, one hand at your hip, the other resting on your upper thigh. As his mouth traveled lower, his hand inched closer and closer to your core. He pulled his head back and ran his thumb up your wet slit. You moaned softly again and opened your legs wider. He did it again with more pressure, and you rolled your hips towards his finger. He paused and glanced up at your face. “Toshinori…please keep going. Please…” Your quiet breathy pleas sounded like a siren’s song, and Toshi felt absolutely entranced. Naked and panting like this, wet and waiting undermeath him…He held back a groan as he lowered his head and gently spread you open with his fingers. You felt pleasantly surprised. You figured you might not enjoy this but you found yourself feeling better that you had in a long time. You were even more wound up than when you touched yourself. At the feeling of him spreading your pussy open, you bit your lip and your legs shook slightly. The thought of anyone looking that closely at you would normally make you feel embarrassed, but it just made you that much wetter. How is it that just him looking at you turned you on? He gently ran two fingers up your slit again and then placed them on your clit and rubbed it in a circular motion with the barest hint of pressure. You moaned again, feeling too good to bite your lip to muffle the sounds. Toshinori glanced up again to look at your face. Your eyes were closed in bliss, your mouth open and your eyebrows drawn slightly together. You looked absolutely lovely, and Toshinori felt awestruck for a moment. Then he finally ran the flat of his tongue up your pussy, ending with the tip of it pressed to your clit. He repeated the motion and then sucked your clit into his mouth and groaned. Your legs instinctively closed around him as your hands slid into his hair. He felt his eyes roll back into his skull. You playing with his hair felt so, so damn good. He slid a hand up to your inner thigh to spread it open as he slid his tongue down inside of you. You couldn’t help but start to grind your hips into his face. You tasted so good. You were so tight and warm around his tongue. He began to move it in and out of you. Your hands tightened in his hair as you continued to moan. He began lapping at you in earnest, and then sucking your clit again as he slid his middle finger into you and curled it up against you, sliding a second finger in alongside it. He started to suck at your clit harder, tugging at it with his lips and making you cry out even louder as the pitch of your voice went higher. Toshi pulled back to look at his handiwork. Your clit was reddened and swollen, your pussy stretched around his fingers as your wetness coated them completely, slowly seeping down to your wrist. He let out a moan as he dove his back down to your clit and continued to tease it with his tongue and suck at it with his mouth while his fingers continued to fuck into you from below. You were beyond coherent thought at this point. This felt…better than any toy, that’s for sure. His hair was so soft between your fingers and speaking of fingers…his were thick and long and stretched your pussy out just so nicely. Is this man a god? Well…when you consider his hero career, the answer was probably yes. But finding out he was mindblowing at this as well…You felt yourself getting close. “I-I’m gonna—oh fuck oh my GOD—I’m gonna cum – Oh! Oh shit!—I’m gonna cum soon! Ah! Ah!” Toshi moved his fingers faster and sucked even harder at your clit. He pulled his mouth away from you for a moment. “Fuck, you look so—ugh—so perfect like this. Cum for me, just like this. Please. Just for me.” Hearing the deep and erotic rumble of his voice sent you over the edge. “I’m cumming Toshinori, oh god oh my fuck I-I’m—” You cut yourself off with a loud cry as you reach your orgasm, seeing pure white behind your eyelids as your whole body seemed to tense and shake with pleasure. He slowed down as you finished and pulled his fingers from you. You let out a soft groan under your breath as you looked down at him. His hand was covered in shiny fluid from his fingers to almost to his elbow. Did…did you do that? You sit up and try to catch your breath, struggling against the boneless feeling in your limbs. “Oh my god, I’m sorry! I didn’t know I….I didn’t even know I could do that!” Toshinori moves his hand up to his face and slips his fingers into his mouth and closes his eyes as if he can’t even hear you. You stare at him, wide eyed and slack jawed. He slowly opens his eyes and blinks as if coming into focus. “Did you say something?” He asks, head slightly tilted. You simply shake your head no, too overwhelmed to say anything else. “I hope that was okay.” “Okay? That was…way more than okay. Wow. I still can’t even…wow.” He chuckles. “You…you are absolutely adorable.” “I am?” He begins to laugh outright. “Yes!” You join him and laugh until both of your stomachs hurt. As the laughter subsides, a tense silence follows as neither of you knows what to say. Toshinori begins to get off the bed and leave as you grab his hand. “Wait…I know this is kinda the wrong order to go about things, but…could I have your number maybe?” He looks at you in surprise and then smiles wide enough to light up his whole face. “Of course. Maybe we can get dinner next time or something like that?” “I’d like that.” He turns to go, but stops and cradles your face in his hands to press his lips to yours. He slowly pulls away. “I’ll be looking forward to it.” As he shuts the door behind him, butterflies come to life in your stomach as a smile reaches your lips. “I’ll be looking forward to it too.” you whisper to yourself in the now empty hotel room. Love can bloom in the strangest of places, you think as you lie down on the bed and wait for your heart to slow back down to normal.
Werewolf! Kylo Ren x Reader Modern/Monster AU
Summary: After a stranger rescued her from a horrible date, Y/N soon found herself traveling with a mysterious circus.
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Soulmate AU Kylo Ren x Reader
Summary: It all happened sudden and unexpected, for Kylo it all started with a soft scent of flowers. Until a soft voice only he could hear changed his life as Supreme Leader.
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Requested plot: Don’t know if your request are open but do you think you could make one where the Witcher has sex with reader but instead of her falling in love with him (because it’s always the girl falls in love with the guy) he falls in love with her after so he tries to win her affection but it’s kinda hard for him since he’s all dark and grumpy PLEASE with a fluffy ending also.
Pairing: Reader x Geralt
Warnings: Smut, duh. Public sxy times. Language. Mentions of violence.
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To the town, you were just the daughter of the Commander. You kept to yourself, must to the dismay of the local men. They talked about your beauty and smarts, how it was surprising that no one had yet claimed you. Trufully you felt that most were just scared of your father, but there were still plenty of offers. Marriage was the last thing on your mind, and the men were just so...
Boring.
Their idea of fun lacked in every department. Where was the excitement? The thrill of running around after dark and past curfew? They were all the same. Dull.
So when Geralt of Rivia came into town, it was like the Gods finally blessed you with an adventure. Your father warned you about him, as did most people but that made the thrill of talking to the mysterious man even more rousing. At first it was just conversation, even that was enough to sustain you. You tried talking to him for days, but he would just brush you off.
After realising you weren’t just there to curse him out, and you were genuinely curious of his nature, the stoic man opened up. He told you stories that were a little less gruesome than what you expected. Geralt couldn’t help but notice the little spark in your eyes, or the way your eyes crinkled when you couldn’t stop laughing.
He thought by now you would be tired of his stories, but you kept coming back for more. Sitting in your spot in the tavern, the two of you would talk for hours on end about the weirdest things. Geralt truly hasn’t met someone like you, immune to the grisly ideals of the world. Perhaps it was your fathers upbringing that caused such a trait, or maybe it was just how tired you were of the same routine.
Either way, Geralt couldn’t help but start feeling a little different towards you after you opened up about your own past. It was a mutual respect, that you weren’t oblivious to the world. It was a dark and unpalatable place, but with you Geralt could see it becoming a little brighter.
He noticed the lustful gazes men gave you, how some even bought you drinks while he was sitting with you in the tavern. It amused him though, how you paid them no mind.
“Who bought you that one?” He asked, a small frown gracing his features.
“Not sure,” You sniffed the cup, grimacing at the smell of ale. “Do you want it?”
He shook his head, eyebrow raising as you pushed the cup towards the growing pile on the table.
“They’re stupid.” You piped up, waving your hands to the men in the tavern.
“Who?” Geralt stares around, noticing the way some men glared at him. He glares back, causing them to turn their heads.
“All of them, you’d think but now they’d realise I don’t drink,” You point at the pile. “Help yourself though, it’s mostly ale.”
He shakes his head. “Do you like the attention?”
“Do you?” You couldn’t help but chuckle. “They’re jealous.”
“Jealous? Of me?” Geralt gives a lopsided grin.
“Mm,” You nod. “Because I’m giving you attention and not them.”
“You sound so sure.” He quips, quickly frowning as you once again wave to the room.
“I can feel their eyes on us as we speak, jealously is very loud when it’s a small room Geralt.” You retort, and as usual, there are a fair amount of eyes on the two of you.
Geralt. He indulges in the way you say his name. It’s without malice, without spite. You could yell his name and he’d smile.
“We’re just talking, is that really something to be jealous over?”
“It’s what they think we’re doing afterwards that they’re jealous of.” You wink at him, watching as Geralt shrugs.
“But we aren’t doing anything.” He replies, and you laugh loudly.
“Exactly,” You rest your head on your hand, leaning forward. “Maybe we should give them a reason?”
It was a a joke, well, somewhat of a joke.
“Are you inviting me to bed Miss (Y/N)?” Geralt stares down at you, a mischievous glint in his golden eyes.
“Well, I’m afraid I don’t have a bed to invite you too at this point in time.”
Your home would be last place you’d take Geralt right now.
He makes a face. “A shame really.”
You stand quickly, leaning over the table until your eyes are leveled with his. Geralt grins, his eyes staring at your cleavage before they rest on yours.
“My invitation still stands, we just can’t use a bed.” You whisper, biting your lip.
“Is that right?” He studies your lips, his voice matching your tone.
You weren’t sure how the two of you ended up here exactly. Sure, you knew your home was off limits, but were you really fucking Geralt of Rivia right here? Against the old church?
Absolutely.
Your dress was pushed up around your hips, your underwear swinging around your left ankle, threatening to fly away with each hard thrust. Geralt’s arms held you flush against him, supporting both your weight and mobility. One of your hands was raised above you, holding onto the wall for more support whilst the other wound it’s way around Geralt’s neck.
His pants were around his thighs, a sign that the two of you clearly couldn’t wait any longer. Geralt’s loud grunts felt like heaven in your ear, and you bit down on your lips hard to try and stay quiet. People didn’t come around here often, but the risk of someone passing by was still eminent. You didn’t care, and clearly neither did Geralt.
Geralt moves his hips at a different angle, thrusting a little deeper than before. A loud squeal escapes you, and your hand grips Geralt’s hair tighter. He grunts again at the feeling, his own hands squeezing the flesh of your ass as you meet his thrusts.
You feel the wooden walls behind you begin to dig into your skin, the force of Geralt pushing you against it. The pain is bearable, with the feeling combining with the insatiable pleasure Geralt was providing.
Now this was the experience you were after. The thrill of being so exposed, being used by such an mysterious man, it was intoxicating. Had you not been so caught up in the moment, you would’ve been sad, knowing you may not get to experience this again.
Geralt places his lips on yours, and you moan into the kiss. Was this an attempt to shut you up? You couldn’t help but be loud, the man was fucking you so hard that it was almost impossible to think straight. Not that he was quiet either, his groans alone would surely attract some attention.
Your walls clench around him, and he pulls away from your lips, squeezing his eyes tight as he moans aloud.
“Liked that huh?” You grin, watching as Geralt glares at you teasingly.
Geralt snaps his hips against yours, his thick member hitting that spot instantly. You scream at the sensation, and it was his turn to grin.
“Not as much as you liked that,” Geralt pulls out of you, placing your legs back on the ground. He ignores your whines, turning you around. “Now put your hands on the wall.”
You do as he says, giggling as Geralt once again bunches your dress up and around your hips. He presses his chest against your back, his head turning to your ear in a breathless tone.
“If it weren’t for the fact we were outside, I’d rip this little dress off of you.”
“How noble.” You remark, turning your head to peck his lips. You go to move when he brings a hand around your side and to your chin, tilting you back to him. He grins, pecking your lips again before turning away.
His skilled hand slides down your thigh before he parts your legs. Geralt bends you forward slightly, and you push your ass against him.
He chuckles behind you. “So impatient.”
Geralt holds his throbbing cock in his free hand, giving himself a few strokes before he lines himself up again with your entrance. He enters you in one heavy thrust, and your breasts push against the wall at the force.
It doesn’t take long for the two of you to come undone. Your body shivering with the aftershocks of your orgasm as Geralt’s head as rests in the crook of your neck.
This was just the beginning of your little arrangement. It almost became a routine of its own. You were catching up with the Witcher almost everyday, talking each other’s ears off before you’d end up somewhere doing a little less talking.
You realised by now that Geralt had dealt with whatever situation brought him to your town, so why was he still here? It had been a month since he arrived, and you had lost count at the amount of times you both had fucked.
Geralt didn’t understand what love was until he met you. It took him longer than it should’ve to register the way he felt around you. He had heard about what falling in love was like, but he didn’t expect it to be like this.
So quick. You truly did have that affect on people. But him? It was unusual for him to suddenly care for someone so deeply. It became more than just sex, and he wondered if you felt the same. It almost scared him, the idea that you didn’t.
So when Geralt wasn’t at the tavern at the usual time, you panicked. Was he okay?
Of course he’s okay, he kills monsters for a living. You cursed yourself for your stupidity.
Did he leave? Without saying goodbye? Did he really owe you a goodbye?
But when Geralt appeared by your side, startling you, you couldn’t help but notice the way he stood tense. He slides into the booth, his large legs sliding against yours.
The silence that follows is awkward, and you sit upright in your seat.
“I was actually worried something happened.” You joked, attempting to lighten the situation.
He was still tense, but you saw him visibly relax a little.
“I’m fine.” Okay, what was up his ass?
“Right, and are you in a mood for a particular reason or?” You narrowed your eyes at him, watching as Geralt tilts his head.
“I’m not in a mood (Y/N).” The way he says your name sends shivers up your spine.
“Seems like you are, what’s going on?” Geralt was like this when you first met. Reserved, quiet, but he had grown out of his little bubble awhile ago.
“Nothing.” He avoids your gaze, and you roll your eyes, standing up.
“Well I’m not talking to a brick wall Geralt.” You slide out of the booth, but Geralt grips your wrist.
“We need to talk.” He urges you, and you narrow your eyes at his hand around your wrist.
“What do you call this then? Because it’s not sword fighting.” You pull your hand from him, walking away.
His loud footsteps follow after you, and you’re out and walking through the Main Street when Geralt pushes you into an alleyway.
You nearly trip over your dress, and you curse to yourself.
“Is this some sex thing? You get all quiet and somehow I end up on my knees? Because if yo-“
Geralt has you up against the wall in no time, his hands on your cheeks as he kisses you deeply. You can’t help but kiss back, the man simply knew what to do to shut you up. His mouth was gentle against yours, tongue dancing across your lower lip. His grip lessened as he pulled away, and his forehead rested against yours.
“I-I,” He murmured before cursing. “Fuck.”
“What is it?” You watched as the large man cursed to himself again.
“I think I-Fuck!” He growled out, and you raised your eyebrow in response.
“Spit it out Geralt.” Was he ill? The man never had trouble speaking.
He leans forward, pecking your lips again before sighing deeply.
“ I love you (Y/N).” His mumbles, his lips still hovering close to yours. Your eyes widen at his confession, and it was your turn to push him away.
“No you don’t,” You shake your head, pointing your finger at him. “You don’t say that.”
“Can’t say that was the reaction I was expecting.” He’s evidently hurt, and you can’t help but feel guilty.
“Geralt do you know what love is?” You knew his answer would pain you one way or another. “Don’t say something you can’t take back.”
Gods, did you love him too? Of course you did. Hiding from such a feeling would hurt, but no more than it would if Geralt was to leave.
“I know what it is (Y/N),” He steps forward, and you take a step back. “Do you not feel the same?”
Your mouth opens, but no words escape.
“I know what you’re thinking, and it is confusing the fuck out of me too,” He waves a hand through his hair, sighing loudly. “But I love you, a fucking lot.”
“Why?” You whisper. Gods you were confused.
“Why not? You’re unbelievable,” He steps forward again, and this time you let him. “I’ve been everywhere (Y/N), and I have never met someone like you.”
“I’ve been nowhere and I’ve never met someone like you.” You retort, causing the large man to chuckle above you.
“I love that smart mouth of yours,” Geralt places his arms above the wall behind you, entrapping you. “I love every little thing about you.”
“Sounds like you’ve found a new favourite word too.”
He chuckles again. “I definitely love the way you deflect things, it’s certainly an attempt.”
“You’re actually serious aren’t you?” You stare up at him, looking into his eyes for any hint of deceit.
“I’m always serious.”
“That you are.” You mumble, and you sigh as Geralt kisses your forehead.
“But if you don’t feel the same,” He mumbles against your skin. “Then I’ll leave right now.”
He goes to pull away again when you grasp at his shirt, pulling him closer. You had tried your hardest to not fall for Geralt, feeling deep down that he wouldn’t reciprocate the feeling. He was a Witcher, his job came first, and you understood that. But that didn’t stop you from loving the way he made you feel. You respected him deeply, but love was just a word you didn’t believe you could use.
So now, with his confession, perhaps it was possible.
“(Y/N)?” He gives you a hopeful smile, and you return it.
“I didn’t think we’d ever be having this conversation,” Geralt’s eyebrows furrow are your words, but you continue. “But I love you too Geralt, no matter how much the word scares me.”
“It shouldn’t scare you.” He gently caresses your cheek, and you lean into his touch.
“It’s not the bad kind of scary,” You kiss his palm. “It’s like you almost.”
“You think I’m scary?”
“Yes,” Geralt pulls you into his chest at this, and you peer up at him. “But the good kind.”
(GIF credit to @pcllygray)
Requested by anonymous
Summary: Thomas Shelby oneshot request where the reader is Ada’s best friend since childhood and all the Shelby boys have a crush on her but they also know that while Tommy and she aren’t together, she’s Tommy’s and one night after she cheers Tommy up after a bad day they finally get together but it’s quickly ruined by his family?
Characters: Tommy Shelby x Reader, Ada Shelby x Reader (platonic), Polly Gray x Reader (platonic), Finn Shelby x Reader (platonic), Arthur Shelby x Reader (platonic), John Shelby x Reader (platonic)
Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name
Warnings: slight swearing, mention of alcohol, fighting, fluff
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“(Y/N), I should have known it was you when I smelt breakfast, couldn’t have been Ada now, could it?” Polly smiled as she walked into her kitchen just dressed, coming to kiss me on the cheek.
I leaned my head towards her, keeping my eyes on the eggs frying in front of me.“Ada told me you lot were up late at the shop. It’s the least I can do.”
“For what? It’s not like you owe us anything.”
“Polly, just take the breakfast and eat. How many times have you cooked me a meal before?”
She smiled graciously as she took the plate from my hand, settling down at the table and tucking in. I had expected everyone else to turn up too, like they usually did; the next Shelby to arrive was Ada, slumping down the stairs and dragging her feet as she collapsed into the chair next to her aunt. I placed her breakfast in front of her, giggling as she suddenly perked up and dived right in. We were silent before the front door opened, heavy footsteps following.
“Oi, is that an angel I see before me? Oh wait, hold on, it’s our (Y/N)!” Arthur’s deep, booming voice startled me, even though I knew he was here.
“You don’t have to compliment me for making breakfast, though don’t stop.”
Arthur, John and Finn joined the women of the family at the table, hums of appreciation filling the room. I set up two more plates, one for me, and one for him. Whether he was coming or not was a mystery. Everyone knew that about him, he was unpredictable, but sometimes I would know what he was thinking, and those times I really felt connected to him. Everyone slightly paused as the door opened again, but carried on with their food as Tommy walked in. He walked up beside me, his hand on my lower back as he too kissed my forehead, not saying anything as he took his food. Little things like that I treasured, this was the Tommy I knew growing up before the war.
Ada was nursing a hangover after our much needed night out, moaning as Polly sent us out for errands (a punishment for waking her up as we stumbled into the house at early hours). I wasn’t so bad, laughing as she pulled down her sunglasses to block out the little sun we had today.
“Come on, it can’t be that bad?” I said as we approached the market.
“(Y/N), I think you’re forgetting that I’ve just had a baby, I haven’t had a good drink for some time now.” she replied.
“Yeah, but you had fun right?”
“Of course.”
“Thank you for letting me stay, I really didn’t have to.”
“I know,” she smirked,“but Tommy insisted.”
“T-Tommy?”
“Said I shouldn’t leave you alone, make you walk by yourself.”
“But you wouldn’t have-”
“I wouldn’t overthink this.”
She said no more as she began to gather the food listed, knowing that she was teasing me. I wasn’t going to act stupid, I knew there was something between Tommy and I, there always had been. Growing up with Ada gave me the confidence and fire I had today, I had been a shy child at first; Tommy and his brothers always looked out for me too, despite the age difference. And who wouldn’t have a crush on any Shelby lad? But somehow I always understood Tommy’s riddles, the way his mind worked, why he would do certain things. Polly insisted that I must have some sort of gypsy blood in my family, the fact that I was so intertwined with him was strange. And everyone was so surprised when he treated me the same when they came back from fighting. I didn’t really like to think about that time.
“I don’t want you to go.” I sobbed into Tommy’s chest, gripping onto him as tight as I could, not caring if I was pinching his skin.
“I’m signed up, I have to fight for my country.” he mumbled, rocking us back and forth.
“What has this fucking country ever done for you?! No, you can come hide with me, they say the war won’t be long, it’ll be over by Christmas.”
“Exactly, you’ll hardly notice I’m gone.”
“That’s impossible.”
He tenderly kissed my forehead.“You know I would stay if I could.”
“None of you should be going, no one should have to fight.”
“No, we shouldn’t. But I’d do it a million times over if it keeps you safe.”
There were Peaky boys everywhere. It made me nervous. Something was going on, something Ada and I wouldn’t know about; well perhaps Ada would, she always managed to eavesdrop or force it out of them. Of course she had noticed too, everyone had. But Ada said nothing, and I didn’t know whether I should have spoken up. There was always some sort of scheme, some sort of secret; I wasn’t family so I had no right to know, but being so close to them made me worry. What was Tommy up to now?
“Don’t look so nervous. If it was serious we wouldn’t be by ourselves right now.” Ada reassured me.
“I don’t know, it just always puts me on edge. You know what Tommy is like, he doesn’t tell the full story to anyone, if at all.”
“Yes, and you know how Tommy is, better than all of us actually.”
After finally letting it go, Ada and I gathered what else we needed and headed back to the house. Polly was washing up in the kitchen, thanking us as we started packing away the food. We were about to settle down for a cup of tea, have a catch up whilst none of us had work, until Finn burst in, out of breath. That poor boy, always the messenger.
He gulped before saying,“Pol, Tommy says he needs you at the shop. Uh, (Y/N) and Ada, you might want to come too, we’ll need all the help we can get.”
“Alright,” Polly stood up quickly,“come on girls, tea will have to wait.”
I knew something was wrong. Finn seemed slightly panicked, rushing off without us. As we quickened our paces, we could hear shouting erupting from the shop, men’s deep voices scarily booming around the place. I hesitantly followed after Polly and Ada, flinching back as I saw the crowd pushing each other about. I had no idea what they were arguing about, but their voices scared me, and the way they were pushing each other around was rough. Polly charged straight in there, catching all their attention as she shouted over them, standing on top of a desk. They all froze, listening to her for just a moment before going back to the chaos. I saw her stumble, but never saw if she fell, and I immediately made my way towards her. These men were much bigger than me, easily pushing me around. Just as I thought I would make it, a man stumbled into me, causing my feet to tangle up in each other and fall. My knees took all of my weight as I landed, though I felt someone lift me up as soon as that happened.
“Come on luv, you’re alright.” John comforted me as he dragged me away from the scene, trying to keep calm himself.
“John, what happened?” Tommy swung open the door of his office, anger prominent on his face.
I spoke up.“It’s alright, I just got pushed over-”
“Get her inside, I’m ending this now.”
John gently pushed me into Tommy’s office, closing the door and leaving me to myself. There were a few more seconds before Tommy yelled at them, the silence longer this time. I heard the shuffling of feet before the door slammed. Peaking my head out of the door, I saw the mess left behind; papers strewn everywhere, coins scattered about, desks and chairs flipped over. I didn’t question what had happened, going straight to Polly.
“Hey, you alright?” I asked, glad that she was standing.
“Yes, I’m fine. Load of piss heads not happy with a bet.” she said through gritted teeth.
I started cleaning, picking up the papers and placing them on the nearest desk. I didn’t know if they were in a certain order or filing, but I did the best I could. No one spoke, but you could feel the anger coursing through the workers and family.
“You don’t have to do that.” Arthur told me, patting my shoulder lightly.
“I’m not going to stand and do nothing.” I smiled.“It’s a lot of mess, you need all the help you can get.”
“You truly are the Shelby’s angel.”
It took us under an hour to make sure we had gathered every coin and papers before we were done. As I tidied up the desks, I glanced towards Tommy’s office. He had collapsed into his chair, drinking whiskey. Our eyes met for a moment, he stood up, heading towards the door, and just as I thought he was coming out to speak to me, he shut it. Although my heart broke slightly, I understood that he wouldn’t want to speak now. There were other things going on, and this was just something that topped it off.
They decided to close the shop, send everyone home early. We were headed to the Garrison, have some drinks to calm us down, when I realised Tommy wasn’t coming. It wasn’t unusual, though tonight I felt that someone should stay. After telling the others I would catch up, I closed the door for them, slowly walking towards his office. My knocks were short and quiet, I almost knocked again until he called me in.
“Tommy? Do you want to be alone?” I asked.
He gestured for me to come in, downing the rest of his drink. I walked around the desk to stand beside his chair, perching on the desk as I looked down at my feet.
His voice was low.“Are you hurt?”
“My knees are a little bruised but besides that I’m fine. Are you OK?”
“Everything is turning to shit (Y/N).”
“Why?”
Tommy’s head lulled to the side, not looking at me.
“Tommy, please. I’m worried about you.”
He chuckled.“When are you not worried about me?”
“It’s for good reason. And you like me worrying about you.”
There was a sign of a small smile, now looking up at me.“Who told you that?”
“Your brothers.” I was able to smile back.
He sighed.“There’s been business going wrong, meetings never happening, threats and now this shit. It’s been a fucking cycle all week.”
“Oh, that’s why there’s been so many of you on the streets. Well, I can’t offer any advice on that, sorry.”
“I wouldn’t want you involved anyway.”
“Don’t think I would understand anyway. You were always smarter than me.”
“I’m smarter than anyone.”
“Yes, and you have the biggest head too.”
We laughed together, I was happy that I had cheered him up slightly. Reaching down, I held his hand, keeping a big smile on my face.
“I know this won’t fix what’s happened, but come join your family for a drink. Might as well to end the week, right?”
I was waiting for a reply, somehow not uncomfortable with the length of silence between us; probably because Tommy was never a big speaker.
“How do you do it? How do you put up with us?”
“Tommy, you’re my second family. I’ve known you for practically my whole life, I’d be worried if I didn’t know you all.”
“But we’re gangsters, we’re dangerous.”
“And have you ever put me in danger?”
“I did today.”
“That wasn’t you’re fault, that was a group of drunk, upset men being childish.”
“They were in my shop-”
“Tommy! Stop blaming yourself for things that happen to me, it’s never your fault. I even remember you blaming yourself when I was five and tripped over a curb because I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
He stood up, still holding onto my hand.“I could have warned you.”
I lightly slapped his chest.“See?! I’m not made of glass, I won’t break.”
“That’s the thing, you are fragile, I feel like I need to wrap you up in newspaper.”
“I don’t think that will keep up with today’s fashion trends.”
I giggled, stopping as Tommy’s eyes bore into mine. His face was close to mine, close than I had thought it was. Each others eyes kept flickering down to the other’s lips, fingers now intertwined. His legs leant against mine, and I could now his feel breath on my face. Our lips were an inch away from each others, my eyes fluttering closed before being startled by the sudden opening of the door. I moved my face away from Tommy’s, however he remained still, huffing as he slowly turned his head to see his brother smirking in the doorway.
“Sorry, sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. Left my coat in here earlier.” John swaggered in, grabbing his coat and winking at us.“Go on, back to what you were doing.”
The door shut again, Tommy and I looked at each other as we let out a light scoff. Typical, just typical. It had to be at this moment that we were interrupted.
“You Shelby’s, you really have a way of-”
Tommy kissed me, stopping me from speaking. Although surprised, I instantly reacted, pulling him closer to me by his blazer. His hands landed on my waist, leaning further into me, almost laying me down.
As we broke away, Tommy had a glint in his eyes.“We definitely won’t be joining them for drinks.”
Hey may i request a howls moving castle oneshot of howl taking an interest in a down to earth animal loving girl and he like cant get enough of her and does all these tricks for her and such so she will like him and come over to the castle a bunch until calcifur is like for fucks sack just kiss already. Thanks love!
HMC: @theoriginalgodsgirlrachel @wolfwithabook
You had been going over to Howl’s almost every day for the last few months and it was driving the occupants of his castle nuts. It was so obvious that you two of you felt something for each other, and whatever you wanted to call it, it was strong. It was as real as the two of you were.
You thought of yourself as just a simple girl who always had her head in the clouds; daydreaming her precious hours away and cooing over various animals, but Howl looked at you and saw the world. There was no magic greater than love, or so he thought, and the way he was so besotted with you drove Calcifur mad.
On one such occasion during which you visited your favourite person while dinner was being prepared, Howl had ‘accidentally’ tripped and crashed into you, wrapping his arms around you to steady himself. In truth, Marko had left a wire exposed, hoping for this exact outcome.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Y/N!” Howl turned from you and hissed something which sounded a lot like, Marko!, and he was answered with a barely concealed giggle coming from underneath the dinner table.
“You’re fine. Did you hurt yourself?” As you checked Howl over for any injuries, the urge to kiss you was just too strong and Howl found himself following his impulse, something which used to get him into trouble often when he was much less experienced in his ways.
His lips touched yours and you threw your arms around his neck, hoping that this wasn’t just another daydream of yours but something real and true. Could it be that he felt the same way for you?
You broke away from Howl, a giggle escaping your lips as you looked at Calcifur, who had started to cook the bacon Marko had put into a frying pan the second you kissed Howl. It seemed that Howl wasn’t the only one with a flair for the dramatic.
“Calcifur, can you burn my bacon so it’s crispy?”
“You got it!” He crackled merrily underneath the bacon, and you thanked him by feeding him an extra egg shell while you cooked the rest of dinner.