You remember sitting on your sweet boyfriend's lap around midnight eating pizza and playing Mario kart the night before he left. Did you do something wrong? After all you both been through together... he just up and left? Why?...
He was you best friend since childhood, you both went to the same preschool, took baths together when you had play dates, had sleepovers every other weekend, all that jazz. Jax was really kind of cute , He had light brown curly hair , with equally light brown freckles that covered his fair skin and he always wore these long sleeve shirts with sweaters over them or this dark blue space themed hoodie that you would occasionally borrow when he was at work. It smelt like fresh linen and Irish spring body wash.
Jax preferred a "traditional" relationship ,he didn't like you wearing makeup and anything tight or short because he didn't like guys gawking over you. He didn't want you to work even though you wanted to work as mortician but he didn't find that feminine and well it creeped him out. So you decided to sacrifice your dream to well compromise in your relationship , you stay home in your shared apartment, doing the cleaning , cooking, and all those household chores. It isn't like you hated these things, you are actually pretty skilled at it.
But after Jax got a new job , you both moved to this apartment and well after a month , he left. It feels like it was almost planned... like ever since you both arrived here, he grew distant and well now looking back at everything... you should have know.
He started coming home late, like really late . He started complaining about you and how you looked and why don't you try dressing more modern and feminine and you remember turning and looking at him like HUH?! And that's when you start smelling very sweet perfume on his work suit. The same work suit that you wash and iron. But you must be crazy right, he would never cheat on you anything, he always acted like a saint.
That bitch
You're gonna find him.
And make him pay.
"OH MY GOSH," you yelled hitting against your neighbour wall with your fists, "TURN OFF THAT MUSIC," you screamed but that did nothing. You groan as you slam your head against the wall as a last attempt.
You decide to clean your small apartment, it became a habit now, I mean well there isn't anything really to do other watch tv and sleep. Can't really eat, have to ration food, maybe you shouldn't have really given those two emo siblings a whole box of food. But that was out of your good heart , you want to hate everyone but you just can't. It was a good thing you did.
*Your Love Increases*
You sigh, as you go to change your clothes after showering looking at the dreary patterns on your long skirts and and ugly blouses that Jax bought for you to wear. But you remember your clothes that you wore in high school which are stuffed in black trash bag in your closet after Jax threatened you to throw away if you continued wearing them because he claimed that you were cheating by doing so. You burst the bag open and empty it on the bed and you smile as you remember how good you used to feel wearing these. You grabbed an outfit and put it on.
You look at your outfit in the mirror , twirling and grinning and you decided to put on some makeup. Damn you look hot.
*Your Confidence Increases*
You turn back to the clothes that you now realized you hated and look at them. You bunch up the clothes , and slam open the balcony door and start dumping out the clothes outside onto the street. Your heart races wildly as you see the clothes being run over by speeding car. It was almost... pleasurable. Your chest rises and falls heavily as you breathe hard , smiling madly.
As you come down from your high, your eyes meet the older of the Graves siblings- Andrew with his eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened and halfway burnt cigarette almost falling out his mouth. His eyes traces over your body lingering at certain places and then at your lips and repeats this as if he was in a trance. You blush, its been a while since someone looked you like this, you don't even think Jax ever looked you like this well since... ever.
You snapped your fingers in front his eyes as he blinks out of his trance. "H-ey, um- wow you look uh- wow," he covers his face partially, blushing trying to avoid eye contact or his eyes contacting with any part of you than can make his knees give out. Before you speak , he continues , "Damn I mean you look beautiful since the first day I saw you moving in but damn you look so good, I mean you looked hot in what I saw you in last time but-" he breathes in hard as he continues admiring you. He starts back again " This enhances your hotness," he smiles nervously also playing with his hair as his eye gets lost in yours.
You smile mischievously, without words you use your index finger to call him over to your balcony while biting the bottom of your lip. Jax never made you feel so... horny but damn you are now and you want to enjoy this badly and come on, Andrew is hot. His eyes widen as he smirks and sets up his makeshift bridge to cross over coolly , he turns to flick the cigarette off the balcony and turns back to face you .
He pushes you against the balcony door , tracing his hands on your hips, he kisses your neck , light and soft then he pecks your lips. Its almost as if he is afraid to touch you like if you're glass, or so you thought. He squeezes your hips roughly , bucking up against you private area making you groan, running his tongue against your lips asking for entry. You open your mouth as you start feeling heated, his tongue slips in, dancing with yours, fighting for dominance and winning. He drinks in your moans as you grind against him. He pulls away from the kiss reluctantly, leaning down to whisper in your ear as he grabs two handfuls of your ass, "Tell me what you want me to do Y/n, say it and I'll do it , please say it Y/n."
Face flustered as you are just mind fucked from this amount of physical interaction, you wrapped you arms around his neck , breathing heavily as your chest touches his , " Andrew I wanna-,"
"ANDREW , where the actual hell are you I need you to come rub my feet," Ashley annoying whines loudly that it can be heard from where you both were. Andrew jumps back with a scared but annoyed look as if he has touched fire but his hands is still on your hips almost as if glued almost as if he didn't want to let go.
He breathes in apologetically as he steps back, giving you a quick deep kiss holding to your face saying " I'm sorry but I really like you , but if Ashley finds out I don't know what she'll do...", "ANNDREEWWWW" she yells . He groans loudly as you give him a kiss again and he leaves to go back into his apartment.
Y/n who is tired of her shitty life not knowing it's about to get a lot more interesting
Y/n who had tried breaking down the door multiple times and been flirting and trading money for food from the guards
Y/n who intelligently hidden her food all over the apartment where your stupid boyfriend Jax left for work one day and never came back
Y/n who called that stupid Jax and been told that he can't come home till the quarantine over. He thinks you didn't hear that feminine giggle next to the phone. Your eyes widen as you slam it down with anger and grind your teeth digging your nails into your thighs.
Y/n who turns towards the noise at the balcony and see two emo looking ,hot topic intruders*rolls eyes*
The guy holds a cleaver as he looks at you nervously and the girl looks at you with a strange bitch look
Wait. You know that bitch look , you created that bitch look ,but of course yours is much better.
You stand up and cross your arms and turns your mouth up in disgust and stare her down completely ignoring the guy. And give her your branded bitch look.
How can such a pretty person make such and ugly face , who knows.
" Well are you both just gonna stare at me or you come to get something" you scowl only watching the girl while you both have a bitch face off.
Before the guy can speak the barks out "look here we just came for your food but we can kill you if you don't stand still and behave "
(Who the hell does she feel she is huh) you smile and begin to walk up to your kitchen cabinet as you glance at her about to blow a fuse.
"Are you dense didn't you hear me to stand still?!" She yells stomping here foot before being smacked in the face with a slice of American cheese and shutting up from the shock .
She turns to look at you with eyes that can kill . As you hand her a box filled of food ,could last for a week.
( how did she reach Infront of me so fast...) You turn to the guy not smiling but still feeling threatened by the cleaver as he still looks at the cheese on the girl's face and turn back to you nervously.
"You should put her on a leash," you say smiling at her as you realise that she doesn't like you close to guy as her face darkens .
You turn back to her ,"you look beautiful when you smile so you should keep doing that okay"
You feel the guy's eyes on you with a small smile as you glance back at him raising your eyebrows.(The hell is he looking at?)
"Now get the hell out I have things to do." You see the girl leave with a scowl and begins to walk away thinking she out of sight then skipping happily with the box of food across the wooden board that connects your balconies .Well isn't that cute.
"Thank you" the guy says breaking the silence. " It's no problem all of us are suffering" you say softly. "Not just for that...um I'm Andrew and that was my little sister Ashley" he says looking at you smiling showing his teeth. How adorable.
You both walk out to the balcony as he steps onto their balcony. "I'm Y/n" you say making sure he goes over safely.
"Thank you again Y/n , you don't know how much this means to us"
He waves as he enters his apartment. You walk back into yours and realise for the first time in a long time you smiled but here you are...alone again.
Maybe you meet Ashley and Andrew soon maybe you won't be alone again....
Warning (this may not work if your not dating them)
Even if your Darling like mines, is having an innocent conversation with anyone besides you , it must be annoying.
You must promise yourselfย to always keeps your composure to ensure not to scare aware your sunshine
First approach them
whether he/she is talking to one person or a group ,show your authority as their boyfriend or girlfriend and wrap your hands around their waist
Intimidate the threat with your best death glare
If that doesn't work and they are still standing ground , whisper their passwords for their...ย personal activities on their phones and on the internet
What?
How will you know that?
Stalking! Of course
You must know your love and everyone they talk to
If they are still there,stubborn as a mule .
Delete them
From life
Please dont take Mateo's crap seriously I don't noone in jail . Soo that was Mateo and his "Tips on how to get rid of bugs".
(Hiya this is another story that I'm moving over here from my wattpad account)
You're not much of a writer nor a reader,but since you joined this club, that you didn't know included both writing and reading, you set out to write your second assignment , a poem but you wanted to take Satori's advice and use language techniques in order to impress one of the guys in the club.
That guy was the one and only president of the Literature club, Mateo. You couldn't stop thinking about him,his charming ways ,good looks and leadership skills always secretly had a hold on your heart,even though he was like an condescending ass ever since you knew him, you always had a crush on him for the small gestures he did for you like that time he saved you from getting detention.
So you wrote while thinking of him...
The next day at the Literature Club
"Okay I think it's time for us to share our poems today," Mateo announced. Before he could say anything else you run up to him to give him your poem.
"Ah y/n so I take it that you wrote your poem?" He questioned surprised to see how enthusiastic you was to let him read it. You nod excitedly. "I hope it's readable this time," he said with a smirk. You rolled your eyes blushing as he take the paper from your hand . His fingers brushing against yours made you feel a tingly sensation inside your cheeks.
Mateo didn't notice your response to any of his normal actions.
Mateo's Mind-" I hope it's not the childish gibberish that that pink hair midget likes, cause I swear it's so easy to tell from writing what some one is thinking about and yesterday she was either really an amateur or was thinking about that manga troll"
You watched as he began to read the poem and his eyes widen and his cheeks are tinted red.
Mateo's Mind-" This couldn't possibly be for me๐ณ could it ? Could she really feel the same way? NoNo I must be overthinking this poem, It must be for that bloody Satori๐ค.."
He reads the poem and you realised he isn't responding.
"Ah Mateo?I'm sorry if you don't like it ," you said slightly disappointed. "I made it for you, to show you how I feel about you," you shyly smiled.
His eyes moves from the paper to meet yours. Now your scared ,he's probably going to make fun of you and the poem. "This is so beautiful y/n ,I can't believe you feel the same way , I appreciate this so much ,May I keep this?" His eyes shine brightly and smile couldn't be missed.
You blush wide eyed while agreeing , he grabs your hands ,fingers interlocked and asks, "May I kiss you?". You nod still blushing as his lips gently met yours.
You two totally forgot about the three other members in the classroom, well not really both of you ,Mateo didn't ,He wanted them to see who you belong to.
Those three aren't gonna give up easily, but Mateo will make sure nothing becomes between you and him.
Cause you are his.
Word count (521 words)
Sorry for any more grammatical errors than usual it's 3:06am and my brain is wacked
( Hiya I originally wrote this before on wattpad so I just moved it here from my account -TheLookouttsundere so I'll be continuing this series over here on tumblr)
ย ....
ย The game's title screen and merry music with your potential love interests were the last thing you could recall after beingย temporarily blinded with a terrible bright white light.
First of all what the hell happened, you thought to yourself as you try to regain even the tiniest strength in your legs to stand up as the light had caused you to somehow collapse .You remembered you applied to be a beta tester in the Ddlcย new 'real life' GAME, They havent chose a proper name yet I'm sure they'll make a proper name ( any ideas guys???). You appear in aย rather dark large roomย with your only source of light being small flashing ones that are in a line leading to a door illuminated by the sign-
You look at the sign in confusion and worry, you grab the handle but the the door wouldn't budge, instead a stupid white screen appears in front of the door with what looks like a male and female version of a school uniform that is on the main characters in the game.
Choose your uniform:
-Male
-Female
Gender:
-Male
-Female
-Other
You make your choice...
Enter your name:
- ________________________
The screen goes blank.
Then...
You read this and open the door...
You step in through the door..ย
and now you're falling out the sky !!!
AAAAAHHHHH!! ,shit you fell out the bed .
(Seriously like don't you hate those type of dreams where you feel like you gonnaย flipping die and then you wake up like someone hit you with a door)
You trash around in your blanket in frustration as you get up groggily and irritated as you get up to return to bed.
Then you hear knocking...if life couldn't get any better .ย
You reply to the knocking: (These are choices based on how you would like to be in the story)
- " I'm coming," you reply politely
-"Stop the FLIPPING KNOCKING YOU TWAT!" you scream in frustration
-" Immmmmmmm commmmmmmminnnggg," you stress on your words to show your... stress( 'shrugs')
You walk/stomp/drag yourself to your bedroom door and pull it open to see-
Amazing art:(Doki_Satori)/Twitter
Satori replied to your attitude when you reach at the door ( Same order as your responses)
-His bright smile is like energizing pill ,"Morning Sleepyheaddd!!ย nice to see I didn't have to break down the door and tickle you awake ." he grins at you๐
- He looks like a small timid puppy with his ears pulled back ," oh sorry if i woke you but i just wanted to make sure we get to school on time... Im sorry." He looks hurt๐
- He laughs at how you open the door tiredly and gives a pat on your head ,but grabs your cheeks and pull them and looks at you like suspiciously. "You've been playing videogames all night haven't you ๐"
You reply
-You giggle, "Good Morning cutie, I missed you!" you kiss him on his cheek causing his to cover his mouth and blush in surprise๐ฒ
-"I'm sorry, I just don't like being woken open so early I didn't mean to yell at you," you said apologetically. You take his hands and place them on your lips gently kissing them. He widens his eyes๐ฒ
-๐ฅฑ๐คyou yawned then grab his hand to stop his attack on your cheeks and pretend to think to yourself," Maybe I was ,maybe i wasn't , what you gonna do about it? Punish me?" you smirk while rubbing against his arm๐. He freezes ...."Why do you say things like that!!๐ณ,"
You giggle and pull him in your room, as he still blushes you push him on your bed.
"Okay Satori, give me 30 minutes and ill be ready to go ," you grin at his still shocked blushing state.
You walk out the room with your uniform and a towel, while admiring the realistic environment and looking for bugs and glitching.
As Satori watches you skip out the room , he falls on the bed with his face still red and eyes still wide open.
Satori's mind.....
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH Y/N WHY IS SHE ACTING SO DIFFERENT AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Internal screaming!!!!
Endย
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Writer's notes:
The next story will be a one shot, Fluff with the stern and condescending Mateo, maybe he could have a change a heart about you and stop being an ass... but he kind of cute I guess idk๐๐ค.
Till next time I'm out
Oh Please tell me what you think about the choices aspect of the main story , I put it there cause I know everyone will have different ways of reacting orย responding to certain situations so hope you like it.
Izuku doesn't have many vices, mostly because he doesn't allow himself to indulge in any. Thinking them more as nasty habits or stains on his perfect PR record than anything else. Like headaches he'd rather avoid or didn't seem worth the bashing he'd receive from fans and haters online.
But that didn't mean he never indulged.
Especially with the weight of being the number one hero pressing down onto his broad shoulders, pushing him further into his sulking as he drapes himself over the smooth bar top. Half finished handle of liquor under his scarred palm, swirling the last dredges of the clear liquid inside as he thinks about ordering another.
Izuku was only here at this tiny lively bar in the small forgotten prefecture of Tokyo because Kaminari dragged him here. The electric blonde wasn't sure if Izuku had a girlfriend or not, he knew his occasional hero partner to be secretive about his love life which was the opposite of Kaminari who often advertised just how single he was. Denki dragged the hulking hero because Izuku needed to โlive a littleโ and it was โcuffing season.โ
Izuku didn't know what that meant.
Googling it is how he finds himself on the brink of a spiral with his perfectly white teeth sinking into the inside of his lip before his tongue laps at the metallic tang that floods his mouth.
It doesn't stop his teeth from sinking into tender flesh, it doesn't stop him from swallowing down more burning booze or sighing loudly.
He just can't stomach the thought of having to face his mother without a date during the holidays again this year. Don't mistake this concern for self pity nor vanity. Izuku is not the type of man who thinks he deserves to have people fawning at his feet, hell the man often grappled with feeling deserving of his given quirk on a daily basis more often than not.
But the way his mother looks when she opens the door, how her big smile drops the slightest when Izuku shows up and no one is there under his arm or holding his hand. Or awkwardly smiling as they meet his mom and Yagi-san for the first time even though they'd been dating for a good long while.
Izuku is just too busy, he doesn't mean to be, tried to board his PTO to take a long hiatus or two from work so he could dote on his partner.
But nothing was ever good enough.
He couldn't face that look of worry or concern from his mother, not again.
It wasn't for lack of trying on Izuku's part either, blind dates arranged by his mother or friends, even the agency! Dating app after dating app leading to dead ends or lack of intimacy leaving Izuku to feel hollow, desperate, enough to seek out other lonely heroes that wanted nothing more than sex.
Still he took everything seriously, maybe too seriously, and things just never worked out.
Yet the hopeless romantic in him never wavered and he thought he had one last shot at love when the hero agency set up an arrangement for a PR girlfriend to keep his ratings high. Izuku did everything in his power to make it work, to try to fall genuinely and deeply in love with the pretty woman who he shared his apartment with. Taking her on dates to places like the movies or to see the Sakura. Fucking her on his couch, in his car, over his dining room table after pushing away the dinner she made.
But each action only made him feel empty, more so than before. There was no spark between them, at least not on his end and Izuku couldn't stomach the idea of leading her on. Especially not when Izuku saw hearts forming in her eyes from more than just sex.
It ended in a mess when she confessed she loved him while straddling his lap and he went soft inside her. Fat tears threatening to fall that he blinks away before she gets up to slap him, he doesn't feel anything.
She breaks her fingers.
Breeching her contract that Izuku buys out when the agency threatens to sue her, the only time the commission head ever saw Izuku's bright emerald eyes narrow and darken.
He doesn't understand why he can't keep anyone around, he begins to think he is the problem.
That maybe his expectations were too high? Maybe he didn't devote enough time? Or maybe he really truly didn't feel anything when he was with any of the men and women he dated in the past save for one.
He expected love to be like the movies and of course Kaachan called him a dumb ass for it. That romantic sappy shit, movies that Izuku and Katsuki had watched curled together on Izuku's couch, โweren't fucking real.โ
Only for the blonde traitor to move in with a woman he knew for less than six months when Katsuki kept telling Izuku it was too soon to move in with him despite them secretly fucking for a year and knowing each other all their lives.
Izuku finished the second half of his bottle.
His phone demands attention, chirping from the pocket of his jeans as Kamianriโs laugh echoes over the confined space. Izuku reads the banner on the illuminated glass, the text is from his mother.
Is it just you this year, honey?
Before a second one comes through.
Yagi is asking so we know to put the leaf in. We don't mind when you bring extra company. Kaachan and his girlfriend were a pleasant surprise last year.
But I'll be more than happy to just see my son.
Guilt floods his system, heavy in his chest that it forces a groan from his throat. Idle hand coming to clampe and squeeze harshly at the nape of his neck. Finger shaped bruises forming under thick digits in the hairline of his undercut, his emerald curls doing little to hide it. As the pain ebbs pleasantly down his spine he thinks to pat down his jeans seeking out the familiar rectangular outline before he slides off of the wobbling stool.
Pushing open the heavy door to the secluded alley with ease, mind sharp and feet steady as he looks around. Alcohol never had much effect on him due to his large stature and even larger metabolism leaving him to drink an obscene amount of booze before he felt a pleasant buzz. Tonight he hadn't had nearly enough to ease his shattered heart.
Jagged emerald eyes cut through the alley before he lets the tension in his shoulders release but not enough he'd be off guard. He remembers Stain and his legacy, he knows society still remembers the hero killer too. Knows that most heroes don't necessarily die in action but when they're most vulnerable. Throats slit while they were asleep, fucking, or stepping out into a dark alley in the middle of the night for a smoke.
The thought does little to soothe the aching need in his throat, to feel the burn that could dissolve the lump that sits uncomfortably behind his Adam's apple. Pulling out the half crushed pack of cigarettes and placing one between his lips. Dark orange lighter flickering to life as he rolls over the steel and flint before he takes a deep breath.
Only to instantly regret it.
Stale smoke clots his lungs and coats his tongue, still the acrid taste doesn't stop him from pulling another drag. Mind wandering far beyond where he stood, willing the smoke to smother his hopeless heart.
โDidn't you have a campaign ad against those?โ You purr, watching the bulky man tense as his head snaps up to face you.
Izuku hadn't seen anything and his danger sense didn't go off when he surveyed the alley but it does now. A tingling in the soles of his feet as he looks up at you shrouded in the shadow of the neighboring building on the fire escape a foot or so next to his head. You jump down with ease and lean against the rough brick wall next to him. Close enough your elbows touch.
Watching the giant of a man fumble over the stick in his mouth making a cruel smile form on your own.
โNumber one hero smoking, tsk tsk, what if I'm an impressionable young lady?โ You giggle and it clings to Izuku's skin more than the stale smoke, he scoffs.
โYou act as if you don't have a vice.โ He glances down at you from the corner of his eye before tilting his head up to blow the smoke away from you.
โEveryone has a vice Mr Deku.โ Brandishing your cherry tootsie pop you seemingly pull from thin air. Making a grand show of pocketing the bright red wrapper before popping it past glossy lips, eyes glued to the hero hiding outside the alley of the no name bar.
You imagined he'd be in uptown places, where the silverware was gold plated and a shot of patron was twenty dollars. Not here with the ripped leather seats held together with faded duct tape and cloudy glasses.
But here he stands in black jeans, a gray graphic tee with black sleeves from an undershirt rolled up past his thick forearms, smoking no less. The only expensive thing on him is his watch, it makes your fingers twitch.
You roll the sucker around in your mouth, letting it clink your teeth as you watch him, a harsh line for a mouth that smiled so brightly on the news this morning.
Did all heroes do this? Look pathetic in dark alleyways smoking overly stale cigarettes hoping no one sees them? He looks down at you with a calculated, cold gaze, if you were any other woman it would send a shiver down your spine. Especially from how it contrasts to his normally bright gemstone eyes now they looked clouded, jaded with unspoken emotion.
You think it serves him right, yet still your clawed hands bring out a pack of unopened cigarettes from the pocket of your oversized jacket tilting them towards the hero.
โTake these. Those have gotta be at least a year old. They don't make the packaging with the small warnings anymore.โ You crinkle your nose at him, his normally doe like eyes narrow as they rove over you harshly before he quirks his brow.
It's kinda cute how bitchy he looks. You swat away the thought and he thinks he's bothering you with his smoke.
โI thought you didn't smoke.โ He moves the stick further away from you.
โI don't. I lifted them off the electric blonde you came with. He's a terrible flirt you know.โ Cat smile forming around the lollipop sick in your mouth, watching Izuku's eyes flash in warning, it makes you giggle, โGonna arrest me?โ
โStealing is wrong.โ He stubs out his half smoked cigarette, it disintegrates against the brick from its age and not the pressure he applies.
โSoโs lyin.โ A smiling retort as you shake the fresh pack at him, โI'll even pick your lucky.โ
He looks down at his old ragged emergency pack with only the lucky looking back up at him. Bent and half broken from the argument he had with Katsuki almost a year ago about how Izuku couldn't stomach just sex anymore.
Looking up at you but before he can accept the offer you're already gently patting the pack against your palm, pulling the golden plastic that acts as a guide to take off the wrap from the box. Picking his lucky at random and flipping it upside down before you pass the pack to him. He sighs and takes the box, looks down at the fresh pack and looks back up at you. Sees your smug smile.
โThanks. Going to black mail me now?โ He decides he should have another since his first one was so awful. Pulling the dark orange lighter from his pocket to start a good ember.
โNo, I think I've got enough collateral.โ Flaunting his expensive, classy watch on your wrist. Well about mid forearm for you, โSecrets safe with me.โ
Instinctually his broad palms slaps his wrist where his watch should be, as if he doesn't believe his eyes. Glancing back up at you again wholly expecting you to be already at the mouth of the alley but you stay close to him. Well within arms reach and step closer to him still.
He blows the smoke up into the sky again, keeps the cigarette on the opposite side of you.
โI've got more expensive ones in my apartment.โ He comments it almost comes off flirty until you see how sad his emerald eyes look. Izuku wants to โbe a man', wants to take you home and fuck the brains out of your pretty head but his heart swells in agony, he sighs out more smoke.
โIs this you trying to take me home? Ooo so heroes do have one night stands!โ A teasing nudge to his ribs, he doesn't even budge, just moves the burning stick up higher so the smoke won't stick to you.
โI don't do one night stands.โ
โThen why invite me to see your expensive watch collection hmm? Tryin to get me to steal your heart instead?โ
โMaybe I am.โ His gaze flickers to you again, holding your eyes as his lids are at half mast.
Did anyone even know the number one hero could give fuck me eyes?
โSteal my heart, be my girlfriend.โ He looks down at you, sees what he registers as panic, โJust through the holidays.โ
You blink up at him for a moment as he studies you. Drinks in how those black skinny jeans cling to your thick legs, how the fishnets do little to keep his thoughts pure and that little lingerie you wore as a top had his dick twitching. Left fist clenching when his eyes look over a man's leather jacket on your broad shoulders.
He thought about all the jackets he owned so he could replace the well worn garment on your shoulders with his own.
โI'll pay you.โ Taking a long drag, feeling desperation claw up his throat competing with the burn of nicotine, โPay you a lot more than what that watch is worth.โ
The idea of it makes you laugh loudly, the pretty sound echoing around the alley as you grip onto his forearm for stability. He had to be fucking drunk, there was no way he was asking a theif to be his fake girlfriend, what was this a shojo manga?
But when you look up at him and see his freckled cheeks flush with embarrassment you swallow down the rest of your mirth.
โOh you're serious.โ Pulling the cherry sucker from your mouth, letting your lips pop around it lewdly, Izuku watches with close emerald eyes his mind wandering down places it shouldn't, especially not with a woman he's just met. Still thick digits twitch as he tries not to palm himself roughly.
โWhat the number one hero can't get a girlfriend?โ You deadpan and this time it's his turn to laugh except there isn't any joy in it.
โHa. No. Haven't you heard? I'm too much of a โfucking nerd.โ Guess Kaachan was right.โ He stubs out his cigarette before pocketing the butt since there was no tray in the back alley.
His admission gives you pause, pressing the cherry confection back on your tongue roughly before you pull it into your mouth taking it from manicured nails. Pushing the sucker to poke out your cheek making Izuku's long lashes flutter.
โKaachan?โ You giggle, looking up as you move the sucker from one side of your mouth to the other with your tongue. Hard candy clacking against your teeth, โYou mean Katsuki? That's Dynamightโs given name right?โ
Shit shit shit! He hadn't meant to call him that! How did you figure it out so quickly!
โOh! Oh please don't say anything!โ He looks mortified and you watch his cheeks turn as red as your tongue.
โDon't worry Zuzu. Your secret is safe with me.โ Crunching down on the last thin layer before the taste of chocolate coats your tongue swallowing the Tootsie roll and Izuku watches your Adam's apple bob while his mind swirls with dirty thoughts.
Thoughts so dirty he almost misses you add,
โGonna need bigger pay to keep quiet.โ Nails tapping his watch, โSides can't say I'll be a good girlfriend. I hate everything after Halloween. My birthday included.โ
โWhat? Everyone loves the holidays!โ He's shocked you've said that and you shake your head.
โNo, everyone with good or whole families love the holidays.โ You correct and he looks down at you with a frown. Already you pick up on a habit of his, teeth worrying the inside of his lip as he thinks, โI currently have neither.โ
โOh I'm-โ
โDon't. I don't need the mighty heroโs pity.โ You scoff, sounding a little jaded before you fix your face, turning to a joke as another smile pulls at your pretty lips, โNot when I can take his money instead.โ
โCute.โ He scoffs sarcastically, still he can't deny the flutter in his stomach.
โYou're kinda bitchy ya know that?โ You smile, โThe media makes you out to be Prince Charming.โ
โI don't look like Prince Charming?โ He gestures to himself and you laugh loudly again. He can't help the heat that creeps up his throat.
โBet you fuck like Prince Charming too. All vanilla and boring.โ Struggling to stifle yet another giggle.
โIf you accept the offer to be my girlfriend you can find out if that's true or not.โ Quickly his demeanor changes, emerald eyes darkening as they slowly drag up and down your body with a sinful gaze. The sight of him looking down his nose at you makes your stomach clench. You shouldn't be considering his offer now from one intense gaze. A hero and a morally gray person never worked out and it was only a matter of time before your thievery caught up with. You really shouldn't but you know what they say.
Curiosity killed the cat
โFine. I'll be your little girlfriend til new years. When do we start?โ
โTonight.โ He leans close letting his large hand slide down your forearm to your wrist til his fingers are lacing with yours, โIt's so late, I really should get you home, shouldn't I baby?โ
Emerald eyes sparkling with promise that he planned to devour you whole the second the two of you stepped foot into his penthouse apartment.
โYes, you should. It is so very late."
โOh my god IZUKUUUUU fuck fuck fuck!โ You scream as you grind onto his handsome face, cumming on his skilled tongue for the umpteenth time in the half an hour you've been in his apartment. Mauve nails around his throat as you choke him slightly, shamelessly riding his face to prolong your high, not that he would dare interrupt it. Groaning loudly under you as he slowly yanks at his fat long cock that leaks with pre. Hungry eyes watching him as you let out another breathy moan.
โFuck and you've never had a girlfriend before?โ he laughs in your cunt at your question. Strong hands coming to lift you off his face with ease so you can hear him better.
โI know I said I was a nerd but I never said I was a virgin.โ Before he roughly adjusts you back on his cute freckled face, slurping your clit roughly as mock punishment for interrupting him. Your eyes cross and your thighs squeeze his head.
โFuck.โ You whine and he's rewarded with more of your slick as you cum again, Izuku already decided that he loves how you whine curses for him. Feels you start to slump from the pleasure as your body melts, offering you his hand to support you better as you grind into his face before you can't anymore.
Before this insatiable man lifts you with ease, flipping you onto your back when the needle of the record player hits the center of the vinyl. Pressing you into the dark couch with his pelvis as he wets his cock by grinding into your sticky folds, making you gasp out like he wants before he's gently cradling your throat, slipping his tongue into your open mouth as he groans.
โWe taste so good together.โ He growls, the sound makes you see stars, especially as his fat cock head nudges against your abused clit. Catching your fluttering entrance and it makes you both shudder before he angles himself properly. Slowly sinking in and watching your face for any signs of pain or displeasure. Watching your eyes roll with each passing moment before he rested against you. Giving slow, rough thrusts that grind down into your clit that have your hands shaking at his back as claws struggle to find purchase in his skin.
โAnd you're telling me these girls didn't stay for the dick either? Fuck Izuku!!!!โ Arching your back, if you weren't careful you'd become addicted to him, your question makes him hide his face into your throat.
โGuess sex isn't enough.โ He mumbles against your tacky skin.
โThat or you're not telling me something.โ You gasp at the end, when he keeps hitting that spot and makes you cum each time. Makes a deep tension in you dissipate until you feel as if you're floating, you wouldn't be able to speak much longer.
He thinks you'll pull away but instead you thread your fingers into his sweaty curls to bring his face to yours. To look deep into his eyes even if you struggle before you seal your lips with his. Letting your tongue slide over his until you moan his name into his mouth.
โOh fuck Izuku, you have to cum in me now. Fuck fuck you're throbbing.โ Your cunt clamps down on him at the thought of his warm seed spilling into your milking cunt. He pants over you, still keeping that steady slow roll of his hips but how you squeeze him makes him insane. Makes his hips finally speed up before his pace turns sloppy.
His moans turning into loud grunts as he fucks you with enough vigor the legs of the couch scrape against the expensive hardwoods until he's cupping your throat again but never squeezes. Looking down at you and you don't dare look away as you watch his long lashes flutter, the sight makes the coil in your stomach snap again. Feel him paint your cunt in pearly strings of white before he slowly lowers himself on shaking arms, giving your throat a tender squeeze before he rests his head in the crook of your throat, he hadn't intended for the two of you to fuck already. Hell he didn't even mean to rip off your jeans and set you on his face so he could show you that he really wasn't boring.
And he sure as fuck didn't meant to fill up your pretty cunt with his spend.
โWhat are you doing to me?โ He pants playfully, kissing at your thudding pulse point.
โStealing your heart, remember?โ A breathless giggle as the two of you lie like that until his cock begins to soften. He sighs, slowly gets to his feet before he's lifting you into his arms, it makes your cheeks warm, especially when you look down at the soaked fabric of the sofa.
โI think we ruined your couch.โ He laughs at your joke.
โTs fine, the covers are machine washable.โ He nudges his nose into your cheek and you giggle before he's setting you on the edge of the tub as he starts the shower for you.
โHere's how to adjust the water temp if you need it hotter. Most women love it scalding.โ He takes a step back, moving to grab for a fresh towel for you. You try not to let your heart sink when you realize he isn't going to join you.
โOh a real casanova huh?โ He rolls his eyes at your playful jab before he steps into his bedroom to give you privacy for the time being. Fishing out a T-shirt and clean boxers for both himself and you to sleep in. Laying yours out on the bed as he smells his body wash float from under the snowy glass door. It makes him smile as he thinks of how you'll smell like him until he takes you to gather your things from your place tomorrow, that or he'll buy you whatever you want or need.
For now he'll relish the idea that you, his fake girlfriend, gets to smell like him, your fake boyfriend.
After awhile you come into the room, clean and pristine, movement catching Izuku's eye of course. When you meet his eyes you smile, give a little twirl.
โIt's Chanel.โ Letting your fingers adjust the hem of the regular cotton towel and Izuku laughs.
โIs it? Lemme see.โ He rises, holds your hand to twirl you again as he looks down at you with a smile, โPerfect fit.โ
โThank you.โ You giggle again, feeling shy for the first time under his heavy gaze. Watching the corner of his lips tilt upward before he points out the clothes he left out for you and slips into the bathroom. Surprisingly you don't hear the lock click to the door, Izuku was either far too trusting or he truly did not see you as a threat to his life.
Quick to change into the oversized, old shirt and boxers before you take this opportunity to explore his penthouse now that the six foot four man wasn't pressing himself up against you.
Tiptoeing out of his room even if you knew you didn't need to, whetting your curiosity first with the living room that was adorned with ceiling to floor windows to the left when you first came in. Your breath fogging the window as you look over the cityscape. A snaking inky black cuts through the bright lights, the wide river bed reflecting the lights back in swirling currents giving the scene the stars the sky lacks.
Even this late at night the prefecture is teaming with life, you wonder if it's exhausting for him. To sonder over the lives that carry out beneath his feet. If he wonders if he can save them all.
If he knows he can't.
The needle of the record player bumps against the middle of the vinyl again pulling you from your thoughts.
โOh.โ You squeak, tiptoeing to the old thing and gently lifting the arm. Finding the album cover and slipping the vinyl in with ease before shutting off the player. Eyes quick to find the empty spot on the wall to where the album goes.
Not on the shelves under the player, no those were jam-packed with composition notebooks unlabeled making your curious fingers twitch. The album belongs up on the wall with the rest of them that he organized beautifully. Each piece placed perfectly to compliment each piece of art so that it could be viewed individually or if you stood back you could see it as something whole.
Standing on tiptoes to return its album art facing forward. Taking a step or two back to appreciate it before the notebooks whisper to you.
Slipping one from the shelves, it's filled margin to margin with text about the albums. The notations were meticulously detailed reminding you of placards at museums or art exhibits. Finding the corresponding piece, staring up at the art before your eyes flicker down to the notes.
โฆwhen the music swells it squeezes my heart, the lyrics were chosen carefully bringing tears to my eyes. It's haunting how relatable it is to wonder if I'll get a perfect love and if I do that I'm deservingโฆ.
You swallow thickly, know you'll get swallowed up by this notebook that you didn't have the time to dissect, especially not with the limited amount of time you had. It felt akin to a diary, something you shouldn't be reading. Normally that wouldn't discourage you, wouldn't have your fingers slowly shutting the book. Normally you'd devour as much as you could with an excuse on why you weren't where you were supposed to be on the tip of your tongue.
For now you return it to the shelf.
Feet carrying you across the cool hardwood to the open concept kitchen that over looks the living room with the album art, expensive couch and the TV. The large waterfall island made of marble, clean and smooth save for a few scattered pieces of Izuku's life he hadn't yet tidied away like the rest of the apartment.
Another notebook, a theme it seems, lying open. A sketch of a hero on the left with text surrounding them before paragraphs of text and few bullet points to the page on the right again in Izuku's slightly messy handwriting. As if his hand cannot keep up with his brain.
Snow Fall - similar to Shoutoโs ice quirkโฆ
โBeloved?โ Izuku's voice calls gently from down the hall, you tear your eyes away from the notebook and quickly open a few cabinets before you find a glass and fill it from the tap.
โM coming! Just needed water.โ Heading back to huge bedroom, smiling devilishly when you find Izuku.
Seeing his body better in the light of the bedroom. Scarred, thick with muscle and soft freckles kissing almost every inch of his skin. The tan spots giving extra attention to his Adonis belt that leads to his fat cock. It makes your cunt throb.
You set the AllMight collectable glass down onto the bedside table, not noticing the fanboy item until you see his flushed cheeks, following his eyes to the PLUS ULTRA cup. The source of his embarrassment makes you giggle again.
โIt's cute.โ You reassure, jumping on top of the deep viridian duvet, cocking your hand on your hip and pulling your shirt up to show a little skin.
โWhen's the last time you fucked on this great big bed?โ He doesn't answer you right away, basil eyes looking at you before they begin to look through you.
A burning ember gaze sears his memory, he closes his eyes as if that would stop the images from demanding every last shred of his attention..
โBeen awhile.โ He finally admits, dropping his towel unashamed as he steps into his black boxer briefs. They cup his sac and softened cock nicely, clinging to his thick thighs that have you salivating. The way he ate pussy and fucked was almost good enough to replace the cold hard cash he promised to pay, almost.
That distant look in his eyes made you wonder if there was someone else that held him back from his romantic endeavors.
โShall we christen this great big bed too then?โ A playful tease as you pull up the fabric of his shirt to expose your breasts. He loved the sight, loved how you looked in his clothes, in his bed, underneath him as his emerald pendant swings in your face.
His cock twitches, a tick in his jaw before he's clasping his hands in restraint. Wringing his fingers as he thinks of the last time he fucked in that bed.
He feels the ghost of sharp canines at the nape of his neck, his hand automatically moves to brush over the area. His curls fall over his eyes and he sighs deeply.
โNo. I think you should sleep.โ He smiles softly, it doesn't reach his eyes and you don't push, โWe've got a big day tomorrow. Got to get your stuff and -โ
โI don't have a lot of stuff. My outfit was the most of it.โ
โYou don't have any other clothes?โ
โMaybe another pair of pants, some underwear for sure but this is mostly it. So we have time.โ You purr, crawling down the bed before you flop onto your stomach. Arching your back purposefully, out stretching your fingers to play with his.
โThen it will be even longer. We'll have to get you an outfit for the party.โ He threads his fingers with yours before you let go when his words register. Sitting straight up.
โParty?โ
โYes, baby doll, party. We've got several to go to. Maybe a gala too. Then there's the agency Christmas party oh andโฆโ He bites at his lip as he rest his chin on scarred digits beginning to go off on a tangent as he thinks of all the invitations stuffed in the top desk drawer of his office.
โA gala?!โ Oh fuck oh fuck this was a bad idea. When he said girlfriend through the holidays you thought fucking and a private date or two. Not being surrounded by pro heroes you ran from on the daily, identity concealed with a mask.
Not only would you be in the literal lionโs den but you really weren't the most classy type of bitch. You've never really been invited to any big event let alone one that was fucking televised. At least not events you didn't crash to slide priceless paintings off the walls or expensive jewelry off the wrists of the one percent. At least then you'd have your mask to hide behind, the ability to blend into the crowd but now you'd be hanging off the arm of the number one hero.
You'd have to act like a proper lady who definitely didn't crash in vacation homes or half lived in apartments of the rich and the famous while they stayed in their main mansions until they got tired of the same old four walls.
Each gig you promised that this would be your last and each time you found yourself with a new piece of jewelry made from dazzling gems of deconstructed designer pieces hungry for the next heist.
Art and jewelry weren't the only things you've stolen, information and secrets often sold for a lot more but Izuku, pro hero Deku, didn't need to know you had a stash house, more like stash attic, in some rundown home in Kamakura you'd gotten for a steal.
His thighs bump up against the edge of the bed, cupping your cheeks for a moment, โYou lookโฆworried.โ
โI am worried. Some of these events are televised. Are you sure you want me? I'm not exactly Yaoyorozu or Kendo."
โI wouldn't have asked if I wasn't.โ He comes down to press his lips to your forehead. It makes your stomach flutter, it shouldn't, โBesides those will be the easiest ones. The hard ones are the more personal settings.โ
He leans back, takes his hands from your face as he heads towards the lights, โI won't let anything happen to you.โ
He flicks off the lights, stands by the door for a moment before he goes to shut it.
โYou're really going to sleep on the couch? I thought we had to make this realistic.โ A final attempt to get him to at least come and enjoy his luxury bed. It was big enough that you doubted the two of you would even touch by accident in the middle of the night. If he was so afraid of intimacy, which was odd, he seemed more the time to fall in love if he fucked. Especially when he did romantic shit like fuck you to music and whisper some of the lyrics in your ear.
You pat his side with sharp clawed fingers, โCome on boyfriend.โ
He can't remember the last time he slept in his bed, changing and washing the sheets more out of habit than necessity and as he tries to recall he thinks it's been over a year.
He looks at you for a long, long time, you curled up in his expensive sheets and comforter as you pat the spot beside you patiently but he sighs.
Oh yes! Yes I do! I have a lot of recommendations, actually! I'll put it in keep reading because this post is gonna be loooooong.
Slice of life/Seinen manga:
Hirayasumi: story about a young ex-actor who inherited a little house from one of his only friends, an old lady he met by random.
Skip to Loafer: country bumpkin meets city guy, but this time it's a deep exploration about teenagehood, what it means to work towards your dream, and the complex social situations teenagers have to deal with besides just romance.
Shiori Experience: bumbling English teacher Shiori gets haunted by the ghost of Jimi Hendrix. Because of that, she needs to rise to stardom before she's fully 27 as that will be when she dies. (Fantastic art work, amazing paneling, highly recommend!)
Wonder Cat Kyuu-chan: cute, relaxing 4koma about a smart and competent little cat and his easygoing owner.
Embrace Your Size: autobiography about the artist growing up in a very fatphobic Japan. A short, sweet read. CW: eating disorders, fatshaming.
Yotsubato!: a true slice-of-life manga about a single father and his adopted daughter and their day-to-day escapades.
Sweetness and Lightning: another manga about a single father and his daughter, but this time centers around the dad learning how to cook for his kid now that his wife passed away.
Hakumei to Mikochi: story about a race of little people living in the woods among anthropomorphic animals. Amazing worldbuilding and attention to details.
Romance manga:
A Bouquet for an Ugly Girl: sweet but self-deprecating "ugly" girl meets sunshine puppy dog guy. A story less about changing ones' appearance and more about gaining self-confidence.
The Guy She Was Interested In Wasn't a Guy At All: cute story about a preppy girl having a meet cute and developing a crush on the nerdy girl in class, but she thought she was a cool emo guy at first.
Fantasy Bishoujo Juniku Ojisan to: genderbend isekai, but it's actually very gay and very good! Can't say much else, but the comedy is on point and the two leads are super closeted it's insane.
Majo-Senpai Nichijou: in a modern fantasy setting, a businessman falls in love with the witch in his department. A very sweet romance.
Ajin-chan wa Kataritai: another modern fantasy setting where a school teacher finds out that his school has several fantasy creatures as students. Has a really nice romantic build up (not with the students) and cool worldbuilding.
Beware of the Villainess!: actually a manhwa about a woman who got reincarnated into a villainess of some pretty sketchy romance novels. Sick of all the horrible male leads, she sets off on her own to make a life for herself.
Action/Adventure manga:
Kuutei Dragons: a massive, expansive world that has a culture in dragon hunting. Fantastic worldbuilding, creature art, and character writing.
Dungeon Meshi: an adventure party has to travel deeper into the dungeon to rescue the male lead's sister who was eaten by a dragon. Another manga with amazing worldbuilding and character/creature art.
Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi: normal guy gets isekai'd, but he's not a hero at all. He's just a dude whose skill is grocery shopping online and he gets roped into cooking for mythical creatures somehow.
Mairimashita! Iruma-kun: human boy gets adopted by devils and gets sent to devil school. Actually really sweet!
Natsume Yuujinchou: human boy who can see spirits receives a book of names from his late grandmother. Names have power, and those names belong to spirits who would do anything to get them back.
One Piece: top best selling manga of all time that's been going since 1997. It's still good, believe it or not.
Gintama: another old classic. One of the funniest gag manga I've ever read, though sometimes the jokes get too rambly but that depends on your taste. Aliens have invaded Edo Japan and almost all samurai have been wiped off the face of the Earth!
I have so many others I'd like to recommend, but for now I hope you'll find something good among all I've listed.
Suggestive Language, All Jokes, Established Relationships , Theyโre called โDaddyโ as a joke relax
Zoro
Didnt even know Fatherโs Day was a thing.
โHappy Fatherโs Day, Daddyโ๐คญ
โWhat?โ
โHappy Faโโ
โI heard you, what the hell is Fathers Day.โ
You had to explain to him its a day to acknowledge fathers and he immediately is more confused
โIโm not a dad whyโd you call me daddy.โ
โBecause youโ
โOhโฆthis is a sex thing isnโt it.โ
He picks you up over his shoulder with a smug smile and takes you to your room????
โSee if you wanted to have a quickie you should have just said so.โ
โZORO NO PUT ME DOWN!โ
You still tried to explain it was a JOKE but his stupid ass can only think about the last time you called him daddy in bed.
And thatโs what you did again today๐
Sanji
Dont do that.
If you donโt actually want to become parents today dont do that.
Throws him off at first though, so he pauses when you say it, leaving him to stare at you for a second
โHappy Fatherโs Day, Daddy๐โ
โโฆYouโre pregnant!?โ
He thinks this is your way of announcing youโre pregnant.
โWhat no! Iโm just playing! Besides we havenโt had sex in a month. I just wanted to tell you it as a joke.โ
He is a litttlleeee sad but tries not to show it, unfortunately for you you notice and kiss his disappointed face
โWellโฆcan we one day make it a reality? Yโknow..so next year you can tell me and it be true?โ
Ugh, he wants to be a dad so bad and his glistening eyes always get you so you couldnโt help but to agree.
โOf course, Daddyโฆor should I say future daddy.โ
Luffy
Didnt even hear you.
You said it during breakfast and all he did was pause for a second to acknowledge your cheek kiss and went right back to eating.
Everybody else heard you though.
โHappy Fatherโs Day, Luโฆโ
โYOUโRE PREGNANT?!โ (said everybody)
Now Sanji is crying pounding the floor saying โGod I HAVE SEEN WHAT YOUโVE DONE FOR OTHERSโ
It was pretty bad timing considering 1. nobody on the crew knew you and Luffy had sex. 2. Now everybody knows you and Luffy has sex.
You have to explain youโre not actually pregnant like 4 times and Luffy just didnโt get what was happening
โY/N and Luffyโ-you bothโoh my gosh iโm going to gag.โ
โAlright calm down usopp itโs not a big deal๐โ
The rest of the morning was just small jokes and side eyes by everybody and your wonderful boyfriend finally starts paying attention by asking you later that day:
โY/n whoโs pregnant?โ
Law
Knows itโs a prank.
You tend to forget not only is he your boyfriend but your doctor too
โHappy Fatherโs Day!๐คญโ
โYouโre not pregnant youโre on your period.โ
โ๐Mmmtch. Thatโs not the point.โ
โGet out.โ
โWhy canโt you just for once engage in my shinanagains ๐โ
โI am not a Father so why tell me that.โ
โโฆ.Well I was calling you Daddy this morning while you was helping me with my cramps iโโ
โY/N!โ
โJUST SAY THANK YOU?โ
โFOR WHAT?โ
โโฆ..Ion know just say it.๐ฆฆโ
โThankYou.โ
โAWWW YOUโRE WELCOME DADDY!โ
โDonโt call me thatโฆ..now.โ
Ace
From the way his breeding kink shows in the bedroom youโre shocked that he isnโt already one
You wanted to poke fun at it today too especially since last night you both had sex so you say it to him.
โHappy Fatherโs Day, Daddy๐โ
He Kinda just stares at you blankly
โIโm not a dadโ Oh! But if it is Fatherโs Day we should get Pops somethingโโ
โโฆ.โ
โโฆ.โ
โWhat.โ
You explain to him the joke that you only told him that because of his kink he begins to blush uncontrollably.
โI-umโฆsorry.โ
โYou donโy have to apologize silly. It is only a matter of time that you do yโknowโฆโ
Seeing as he was already flustered especially now that your arms are around his neck, he just buries his face in yours.
โYou gatta stop embarrassing me like this, Y/n.โ
You giggle, giving him a kiss on his temple at his light hearted tone. As an apology though you take him to your room and wellโฆ
After Wally introduces himself he invited you to his home for tea,which you accepted.
Upon knocking on his door,the curtains from the two windows pulled slightly and moved strangely ... You walk backwards to see it looked to similar to eyes watching your every move.
Wally appears behind you (Tf), casually touching your shoulder to get your attention. You jump and Wally apologies for scaring you while rubbing the back of his neck.
"Anyways Y/n, I would like you to meet home"
"Hello Home" ,you smile brightly even though you can't seem to get rid of that unsettling feeling from inside.
Home opens and closes his door as a cheery hello back.
Things Home do when you're around:
- Various sizes of heart shaped smoke will come out it's chimney
-Sometimes when letting you and Wally in , it forgets Wally outside accidentally closing the door on him
-lets you paint outside its walls with Wally
-Asks Wally to give you flowers and candies from it
-Makes Wally clean it up when you are staying over
Can u do a continuation of Wally kisses ๐๐ฅฒ๐
How he reacts to you giving him kisses part 2- Teaching him how to kiss
Wally Darling x Y/N Sweetheart
Warning: Some more kisses for our favorite neighbor
Wally doesn't know how to kiss , so obviously go to the one person who has the most experience , You
He will ask you to teach and well of course you would (right(โฅฯโฅ*)?). You both sit on your couch facing each other, Wally eyes filled with great expectations and determinations
You bring your hand to your face and kiss it.
... "You got to practice your kisses with your hand Wally"
"Oh okay*(^o^)/*"
He tries to mimic your actions but um... He tries his best okay. He hits his mouth against his hand, while you try to hold in your laugh
"Okay Wally dear we should try something else, mmm maybe... "
You grab one of the cushions and hand it to Wally, he curiously watches the cushion and attempts the task at hand again.
He's hitting the cushion against his mouth...
You pull the poor cushion away and show him an exaggerated kiss
"No no Wally like this, " you take the cushion , put your lips to it and make a kissy noise, 'muah'
You give him the cushion back and he perfectly mimics it other than not being able to makes the kissy face, he puts his lips against the pillow and says "Muah"
"Did I do it Y/N? " he asks smiling
You nod, patting his head, "by the way, why did you wanna learn how to kiss Wally dear? "
"To do this, " he says while smiling. He place a gentle kiss to your cheek and goes 'muah'
Your face turn red as you giggle, "oh Wally(เนโขแดโขเน)โก"
