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@ 4 - zyj
tutor!james x fem!reader - texts with James as your tutor
<2
notes: crack, fluff, suggestive scenes, I started writing this like right after the roommate one james you’re very loved over here <222
wrds: 0.6k
Sliding denim shorts up your legs, two long beeps sound from outside your house. The same two beeps that come from the grey 2010 Corolla that picks you up when you’re too lazy to walk to the library. “Hold on!” you yell out of your cracked window, before tumbling out of your room, slipping on shoes and running out of the house into his car. The ride was close to silent. You’re not exactly certain what changed the atmosphere in the day you haven’t seen each other, but something was different. The slight eye contact when he presses his hand on the head of your seat to look back at cars made both of you tense. It’s not like you didn’t notice he was attractive. The difference is that before he was just that hot guy in school that you recognised was hot and moved on with your day. Now, this is the hot guy that’s willingly going to prom with you.. in a sense.
And that all settled in when James stepped out of the mall changing room in an all black suit, right hand in his jacket’s pocket, adjusting his maroon pocket square. “This good?” He asked lazily, running the hand formerly in his pocket through his hair. You stand there for a second, either taking it all in or zoning out.
“Uhh yeah.. yeah no yeah! You look fine let’s go.” You rushed him to pay and leave, opting to the store next door for your dress.
Your turn was a mess. The dress store was crowded with open aisles of gowns, squeezing through the walkway. All of the dresses looked the same. Boned bodices with mesh taught around the upper body. You were getting tired of looking, noticeably tired.
“Just give me this—“ You groan, reaching into James’ suit to retrieve his pocket square. He barely reacted to this, somewhat used to it. You straighten your arm with the fabric in your hand, rotating around the store to find something that matches. Until your eyes land on a maroon dress, tight at the chest, waist, and thighs, then turning out at the end. You sigh in relief as you walk over, plucking it off the rack and throwing it over your shoulder. As you make your way to the counter to pay, a voice stops you.
“Don’t you wanna try that on?” James asks as he looks up from his phone. You had a moment of stagnancy before turning around and going to the changing room.
The dress was just your size, hugging at your hips. But, the zipper was in the back.
“James, come in here.” You glance behind you to call out. Silence answers back, before hazardous footsteps sound to the door, two knocks following behind. You open it immediately, hand flat on your chest holding the dress up. “Zip me up,” you murmur, before turning around. James hesitated before resting his thumb on the dimple of your back, the rest of his hand curled around your hip. Pale pink laced underwear peak through the bottom of the zipper. He zips it up halfway, stopping as he looked into the mirror in front of you to see you staring back at him. Your gazes broke quickly, him pausing before zipping you all the way. You looked up into the mirror, staring back at yourself. His hand was still resting on your hip. “Good?” He asked, sliding his hand off of you. You turned to the side and twisted your body about before deciding. “Yep, let’s go.”
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MISSED CONNECTION - MIYA OSAMU
a mini smau
JUNE 2, 2026, 6:32AM: if you’re the girl dressed like a hot dog that just knocked me on my ass on the side of the road, please know that i am in love with you.
TO SUMMARIZE - miya osamu meets the love of his life on his way to work for about two minutes total, and then spends five weeks trying to find her.
PLEASE BE AWARE that this story contains written parts, longing, alcohol, swearing, lewd jokes, and everyone is out of character. warnings may change as the story progresses
STATUS: completed
INTRO: the worst people in the world
INTRO: miya atsumu has a piss kink
CHAPTER ONE: love at first sight does not exist
CHAPTER TWO: eggs
CHAPTER THREE: stalking is a serious crime
CHAPTER FOUR: what attachment style are you
CHAPTER FIVE: let's be real second
@cashmakozume you inspire
@ 4 - zyj
tutor!james x fem!reader - texts with James as your tutor
<2
notes: crack, fluff, suggestive scenes, I started writing this like right after the roommate one james you’re very loved over here <222
wrds: 0.6k
Sliding denim shorts up your legs, two long beeps sound from outside your house. The same two beeps that come from the grey 2010 Corolla that picks you up when you’re too lazy to walk to the library. “Hold on!” you yell out of your cracked window, before tumbling out of your room, slipping on shoes and running out of the house into his car. The ride was close to silent. You’re not exactly certain what changed the atmosphere in the day you haven’t seen each other, but something was different. The slight eye contact when he presses his hand on the head of your seat to look back at cars made both of you tense. It’s not like you didn’t notice he was attractive. The difference is that before he was just that hot guy in school that you recognised was hot and moved on with your day. Now, this is the hot guy that’s willingly going to prom with you.. in a sense.
And that all settled in when James stepped out of the mall changing room in an all black suit, right hand in his jacket’s pocket, adjusting his maroon pocket square. “This good?” He asked lazily, running the hand formerly in his pocket through his hair. You stand there for a second, either taking it all in or zoning out.
“Uhh yeah.. yeah no yeah! You look fine let’s go.” You rushed him to pay and leave, opting to the store next door for your dress.
Your turn was a mess. The dress store was crowded with open aisles of gowns, squeezing through the walkway. All of the dresses looked the same. Boned bodices with mesh taught around the upper body. You were getting tired of looking, noticeably tired.
“Just give me this—“ You groan, reaching into James’ suit to retrieve his pocket square. He barely reacted to this, somewhat used to it. You straighten your arm with the fabric in your hand, rotating around the store to find something that matches. Until your eyes land on a maroon dress, tight at the chest, waist, and thighs, then turning out at the end. You sigh in relief as you walk over, plucking it off the rack and throwing it over your shoulder. As you make your way to the counter to pay, a voice stops you.
“Don’t you wanna try that on?” James asks as he looks up from his phone. You had a moment of stagnancy before turning around and going to the changing room.
The dress was just your size, hugging at your hips. But, the zipper was in the back.
“James, come in here.” You glance behind you to call out. Silence answers back, before hazardous footsteps sound to the door, two knocks following behind. You open it immediately, hand flat on your chest holding the dress up. “Zip me up,” you murmur, before turning around. James hesitated before resting his thumb on the dimple of your back, the rest of his hand curled around your hip. Pale pink laced underwear peak through the bottom of the zipper. He zips it up halfway, stopping as he looked into the mirror in front of you to see you staring back at him. Your gazes broke quickly, him pausing before zipping you all the way. You looked up into the mirror, staring back at yourself. His hand was still resting on your hip. “Good?” He asked, sliding his hand off of you. You turned to the side and twisted your body about before deciding. “Yep, let’s go.”
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and they were roommates - zyj
roommate!james x fem!reader - random texts w you and james but y’all lowk never home
<2
notes: could be interpreted as platonic, crack, fluff, cussing, implied sex, james kowk boring asf …
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eat little ones
and they were roommates - zyj
roommate!james x fem!reader - random texts w you and james but y’all lowk never home
<2
notes: could be interpreted as platonic, crack, fluff, cussing, implied sex, angst (??), james kowk boring asf …
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great explosion murder god dynamight • james
✶ . james chao as bakugo katsuki headcanons!
bakugo!james x medic&healer!reader
bakugo!james . who swears he doesn't intentionally get injured but shows up at the clinic nearly everyday for almost the smallest things like a scratch from a cat
bakugo!james . that tries to influence his mindset onto you whenever you doubt yourself and your medical skills
bakugo!james . who visits you at the clinic 'just because'
"What are you doing here?" you ask, lowering the clipboard that's resting carefully between your palms. He shoots you a poker face and shrugs his shoulders—his gaze darting away from you towards the ceiling. "Just because." James simply responds, grabbing a chair nearby and sits next to you by the desk you're working on while taking a peek at the papers you're organizing and the clipboard full of to-do lists with empty boxes that have yet to be marked as done. "Don't you have class?" You raise a brow, settling the clipboard on the desk to fully avert your attention onto him, and you notice he has fresh scars on his face and hands. "And did you get scarred again?" "They won't let me spar, so I attempted to sneak in and blow a shot when Martin and Keonho were going against each other." "...You're so dramatic."
bakugo!james . who is unexpectedly good in cooking, and makes you food with a sticky note pasted on the container, yet he denies it every time you ask.
"Is this yours? Someone dropped by and gave me food again." You ask him, a brow raising in suspicion. "No? Who in their right mind would make you food." He scoffs while his eyes are glued onto the neatly wrapped container you are holding. "Yeah, whatever." You walk away, rolling your eyes at his uncalled impudence. Later on, you see him taking the food container from your locker before going home.
bakugo!james . who doesn't care about anyone, yet he's so invested when the topic is about you.
bakugo!james . that leaves the clinic when you're not on duty, refusing to let anyone treat his wounds unless it's you.
bakugo!james . who always looks like he's finding for someone in the cafeteria, and stops when his eyes land on you
bakugo!james . who becomes a show-off when you're watching him spar somebody else, knowing he'll always win
bakugo!james . that doesn't admit he's jealous, but his actions say otherwise.
James is making his way to the clinic, a fresh wound on the corner of his cheek that stings like hell. He had just gotten into a provoked fight with Keonho, and here he is now—but that didn't matter, he knows you're the one on duty at the clinic right now. Just as he was about to turn the door knob, he peeks at the window on the door and is met by the sight of you entertained by another patient, your hands meticulously wrapping a bandage around their arm. It didn't take long for James to recognize the familiar streak of blonde hair that belongs to none other than Martin. A knot twisted in his stomach, and a slight frown starts to form on his lips. You were laughing and grinning widely at Martin, as if whatever he's saying is the funniest thing in the world. Without a second thought, James abruptly barges in, a calm expression seen on his face with a slight frown starting to form on his lips. You flinch just as you finish bandaging Martin up. "James! Can't you knock next time?" You ask, a hand over your chest from how startled you were—the grin on your face faltered and your eyebrows furrow in concern while staring at James. "Oh, James! Me and (Name) were just talking about you-" "Move." He quickly cuts Martin off, urging him to get off the clinic bed. Martin takes a brief pause before realizing the look on his face. "Alright, alright—don't try and blow up my dorm later. She's all yours." Martin teases, patting James' shoulders before he thanks you and leaves the clinic with a smug grin.
bakugo!james . who has a glare as his natural resting face, but it unconciously softens when he's talking to you
bakugo!james . who once swore that he'd protect you for the rest of his life after seeing your incapability to fight
bakugo!james . who hates cats but endures it every time he comes over at your dorm since you own one (and has the same color as his hair)
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JAMES CHAO x reader ft. cortis
𓍯𓂃 an apocalypse au SMAU loosely based off the joyride mv
includes: non-idol au (garage band / friend group cortis), james & reader are basically the parents of the group, vague mentions of death & loss (typical of apocalyptic au), some written but mostly smau, short chapters, coming of age themes, etc.
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if jesse pinkman was a pony his cutie mark would be a hammer, a saw or a piece of wood to show his passion for woodworking. NOT. DRUGS.
"but- but skyler cheated on walter with ted!!!"
*✩‧₊˚ IDIOTS IN LOVE
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⋆ starring: dick, jason, wally ⋆ cw: f!reader, pre-relationship texts, idiots in love trope, jealousy, fluff, swearing ⋆ a/n: LEGENDARY LOVERSSSSSSS!!!!!! WE COULD BEEEE LEGENDAAAAAAARYYYYY NANANANANA
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cock shame vs pussies facing the world
can I start posting about bb&bcs or will I be shot and killed
if it was any other couple i would have thought its cute how they match sometimes but its them so i cant
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