best brother in the whole world! - older brother loki texts part 3
starring: older brother!julian loki & little sister!reader , hugo x reader dating arc
contents: smau, crack, fluff. might be ooc. reader is implied to not be a very good cook according to loki. reader is scared of bugs (cockroach). sassy loki is back again. hugo is stated to have hella money 😳 mentions of someone breaking in. hugo soft launched reader at the end. beau papillon = beautiful butterfly.
notes: ig post is after training, loki felt bad for leaving y/n alone so they went out to eat and y/n invited hugo. anyways pls send some requests/suggestions cuz i genuinely don’t know what else to write 😔 could be for any character or part 4 👀
synopsis- your very unfashionable boyfriend has nothing nice to say about your extremely cool socks
warnings- fem!reader, mentions of makeup and the reader wearing a skirt, slight nsfw, mentions of dick
it was finally date night (or day im not too sure what to call it), after what felt like years (it was 12 days and 14 hours) your very busy boyfriend could finally take time out of his schedule to have a proper date with you.
you were excited, bouncy even.
kaiser couldn't help but smile at you. you looked radiant, the happiest he had seen in a while, and that felt like a knife twisting in his chest, he was so busy he forgot what or more like who was actually important to him.
kaiser knew you loved aquariums, so what better place to go than the downtown aquarium.
it was about 11 in the morning, both your routines complete, the only thing left was for you to finally finish getting ready so you guys can head out, but kaiser wasn't a bad boyfriend nor did he have a death wish so there's no way he'd rush you while you were dolling yourself up.
not that he wanted to. there was something about you trying to make yourself look pretty for him (although he always thought you were!) that made him feel embarrassingly wanted. he loved the fact you still tried for him, still put effort into looking pretty for him. so he sat on the bed like the good boy he was and admired the scene infront of him.
you looked ethereal, hair loosely curled, pretty face framing faces falling perfectly, your very expensive makeup (bought by the courtesy of your boyfriend, of course!) gave you this almost doll-like look that made blood rush down to his dick. and your outfit, god your outfit, this cute flowery top that stuck to all the right places, and this white flowy skirt paired with such delicate jewelry, you looked like you were straight out of a shoujo anime.
turning around to ask your boyfriend how you look "micha do i look-" you froze,
your boyfriend was dressed casually, too casually. it was at this moment you questioned how someone blessed with such a pretty face be so unfashionable, but here he was.
"what?" kaiser blinked at you. "you were saying something, baby?" panic immediately consumed kaiser's chest, did something happen? did he do something wrong?
"kaiser" you said slowly "what the fuck are you wearing?" you asked, voice laced with a mix of disgust and amusement.
oh, that was the only thing that came to kaiser's mind before he bit back. "what's wrong with what i'm wearing? you're always such a hater"
"you know what, i don't care we're late anyway wear whatever", you had long lost hope that kaiser would wear something publicly acceptable, but you loved your boyfriend dearly, and really didn't feel like soiling today's happy atmosphere by complaining.
heading out to the door, you were trying to put your sneakers on, keyword trying, you kept fumbling with the laces while kaiser stood there with an expression of amusement mixed with adoration. small curses left your lips as you kept failing until, your self-proclaimed knight in shining armor came in to help.
"here let me"
kaiser dropped down to tie your laces when he noticed your socks, neon yellow with spongebob's face plastered on it, but not even in a normal way, this weirdly stretched out version of him that looked like a child's nightmare more than a cartoon.
"what the actual fuck?" kaiser slowly looked up at you.
you blinked, "what's wrong?"
he stared at you for another second before getting back up,
"no what the actual fuck are these socks that you're wearing" he asked with genuine curiosity.
"what do you mean by that? they're so fun and whimsical" you whined defensively.
kaiser took one look at your offended pout and physically felt his heart ache.
"they're hideous sweetheart" he mocked while leading you out the door.
"you're hideous" the remark was quick, sharp and weirdly defensive. "i'm not taking any comments from someone who wears denim on denim" you rolled your eyes.
that struck a nerve, and pissed him off enough to slam the door behind you as you got into the car "at least i'm not wearing bright neon spongebob socks out in public" he argued "i have class unlike you"
"if your class is defined by wearing skinny jeans up until your girlfriend had to beg you not to, then sure you're classy as hell" you gave a playful jab to his side
"THAT'S MEAN" his voice was whiny, but despite his jabs at you, he reached out for your hand caressing it.
the rest of the car ride was full of bickering, mean words exchanged with no actual malice. you kept giving these long monologues about how kaiser is a disgrace to all the brands he promotes which he kept replying with didn't ask don't care.
and although to some it might have seemed serious, kaiser wouldn't have it any other way. because he was finally seeing that bright smile he always yearned for.
HAII GUYS I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING THIS IS SUCH MID WORK BUT I REALLY WANTED TO POST SMT BEFORE I LOST THE MOTIVATION TO
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divider credits to @/v6que
PLEASE DO RIN AS ONE OF UR "social's as __ boyfriend" PLEASE I BEG (only if ur okay with doing it ofc 🥲)
HII ANON!! i've actually already written rin for my social's as __ boyfriend series, he was infact one of the first ones!! the rin fic in question! but thank you sm for reaching out!!
HI GUYS, IM FINALLY FORREAL HONEST TO GOD TAKING REQUESTS, DOESN'T MATTER WHAT FANDOM, I GOT SUPER INTO NARUTO AND MHA AGAIN SO I'LL LITERALLY WRITE FOR ANYTHING.
Happy (slightly late) 2 year anniversary to my account.
I started writing on tumblr 2 years ago, while I haven't written for a large part of it, there is no part of me that isn't glad I got this opportunity. I'm so so so thankful to each and every one of you who have read my work or interacted with it, you guys saved me from the darkest period of my life.
I hope to start writing soon, I know I say this every time but I genuinely can't wait to write again.
i geniuenly cannot understand the hate behind fanfic writers or the idea that they aren't "real writers". they are writers sure they're not some modern day shakespeare but that does not discredit the fact that these people clearly put thought and effort into their original work, even if it's based on a fandom or some sort of media.
just because their work is not "real literature" or some "literary masterpiece" does not mean it's not valid. because not every piece of writing or every author has to written a ground shattering new york's best seller to be considered a "writer".
i call this propaganda bullshit made up by jealous and tone deaf people. because fanfic writers clearly have the skill, to write characters, build worlds, create emotions and they do it for their passion no paycheck nothing, just pure love for the fandom and writing.
like maybe you're the one who's cringe for thinking every other thing is "lame" or "cringe" because why do you feel the need to be hating on everything. like let's not bring that hate into 2025 and let people express their interests and passions in form they want, let's not police creativity.
hello and first of all thank you so so so much for 800 (and 14) followers. it's been a hot minute since i've posted anything and i'm kinda just here to rant a bit.
it's a little over a year now since i started this blog, 375 days to be exact and while it doesn't seem like much. this blog meant a lot to me. this was a heat of a moment thing to create this blog let alone write on it, but i really am thankful that i did. and even more so to all you, who were willing to read it. i created and started writing on this blog when i was in a really dark place, and being completely honest this was myonly way to cope.
when i started writing i didn't expect people to read it let alone like it, but they did read it they did like it and for that i cannot thank you guys enough. i got a cute community who were always so friendly and welcoming (shout out to girlfriend fc y'all are the real ones i luv y'all). and i made some really good friends and i got to work on my passion which would otherwise just be another thing i did that no one really knew i could do.
back to the 800 followers thing THANK YOU SO MUCH. i never addressed the follower count because i didn't want my one safe space to become about numbers and likes but i really do appriciate all of you who interact with my work in any way it really makes my day.
all in all i just cannot express my gratitude for all of you thank you, thank you so much.
NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.
it had been such a hard day, the one that just makes you numb and exhausted physically and mentally. and all you really craved was your boyfriends warmth.
oh.
right.
he was your ex now.
you didn't mean to text him, it was just an intrusive thought, muscle memory almost, a simple
"can you come over?"
you didn't expect anything, it was wrong of you to do so.
but lo and behold he was standing at your doorstep with your favorite comfort food.
"you came?" your voice barely above a whisper, cracked and tired.
"you called." his voice was soft. steady, and his eyes even softer, filled with love.
to him, it didn't matter what you both went through, how messy it had gotten between the two of you because if you needed him, he'd always come.
always.
thinking about this andd
yuuta, yuji, izuku, kirishima, rin, reo, akaashi, iwaizumi, levi, armin, chuuya and your favs!!
THANK YOUU SO MUCH BUT LOOK WHOS TALKING UR THEME MAKES WNA UNLEASH MY DEMONS ITS SO 🥰🥰☺️☺️☺️
thank you so much for dropping by IT MEANSSS SO MUCH! have an amazing day lovely
synopsis- nagi knows he's not perfect but he thought you loved him, until he saw you happy with someone, for the first time in his life he doubted himself
because its my babyboy's birthday and he deserves this and more!! please don't get misled by the synposis it was a bit too dramatic but i didn't know how to phrase it better
based on this req!
nagi knows he's not perfect, he knows he slacks off a little too much, he knows he doesn't put as much effort into things as he should, he's well aware of all of thise. but he really does try for you. he puts into just a little bit more effort into everything just for you. waking up just 15 minutes after his alarm instead of shutting it off and sleeping in. try just a bit harder during practices and even the matches just so you can say "good job baby, i'm so proud of you."
he thought you two were happy together.
so what's the problem now?
you both attended a party, it was just supposed to be for a little while but now you saw you chatting away and laughing with someone he wasn't bothered enough to care about. he felt this pang in his chest and felt his stomach sinking. he trusted you, he really did but this felt different
sure he was jealous, but it was deeper than that. it was fear. fear of losing you.
if someone would have told him a couple of years ago he'd be feeling sick to his stomach because of some mid testosterone talking to his girl he'd laugh at their face, but now? he wasn't so sure.
you looked happy, glowing even. this radiant bright smile on your face with this twinkle in your eyes he had never quite seen before. was he not enough?
no that was bullshit. you chose him. you loved him. everyday you came home to him, so why didn't you look as happy with him?
hesitantly he stopped staring at you from a distance like a creep, and walked up to you, casually putting an arm around your shoulder like he wasn't just questioning his self worth two minutes ago. "hi pretty, who's this?"
his voice sent shivers down your spine and made your face flush. it doesn't matter how long it had been since you both got together, you pretty much still had a crush on your boyfriend. "hi baby, just a friend, give me 5 minutes and then we can go alright?" with that you turned your attention back to the conversation.
the rest of the conversation you had was a blur for nagi. some joke he didn’t get. a story he didn’t know. he just heard your giggling and saw you smiling and felt his heart break real time.
was this the part where you leave him? no it couldn't be.
he didn't even realise when he zoned out and when your conversation ended. his chain of thoughts broke with you tugging on his shirt looking up at him confused. "you okay baby?" your voice was sweet, sickly sweet and so innocent, he felt horrible for thinking you'd leave him when you loved him so much.
"yeah, 'm alright angel, let's go?" his voice was weak and sluggish but it was best not to bother him about it. he intertwined your pinky with his as you both head out from the party.
the car ride home was quiet. the only sound was from the traffic outside and the quiet music playing on the radio.
and then his voice barely above a whisper, "do you still love me?" you turned to him instantly. he sounded unsure. raw. scared. you’d never heard him like that before, and it shattered your heart.
"of course i do baby, you're the only one for me, why'd you ask?" you tried your best to sound reassuring but it was hard to do so when you're freaking the fuck out if your boyfriend is okay.
"why? why do you love me? you're so cheery and bubbly shouldn't you be with someone more like that?" he finally tore his eyes away from the road to look at you with such soft eyes that would melt you if it wasn't for the way he sounded so sad.
"what do you mean why? i like you just the way you are. i like the way you ground me, i like the way you just listen and let me talk your ear off. so no i don't want someone more 'cheery and bubbly' because you are what i want."
"oh." he was a quiet for a moment when he reached out for your thing carressing it with one hand when he whispered a small "i love you, please don't leave me i won't have a duo in val like you ever again."
his words made you giggle "i love you too and i'm not leaving you ever, who else is gonna carry me in tryhard diamond lobbies."
he let out a small chuckle when you asked him "so you thought i'd leave you? because i laughed at someone's lame joke to be polite? that's so silly sei"
you were right. it was silly, silly because you'd always choose him. "oh. oh yeah no i never thought about any of that." he tried to play it off nonchalantly like he wasn't just in the verge of crying and begging you to not leave him.
“sure, sei. sure you didn’t.”
he did.
but it didn’t matter. because you’d always be there to remind him.
and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
a slightly late birthday post for my favorite boy!! lit stopped all my upcoming fics for this one because my baby deserves it
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