Somehow, everybody seemed to be pushing his buttons just right, from the way Jason would just come in unannounced and eat the food while chewing loudly, Dick trying to invade his personal space while completely yelling in his ear, and when Tim would enter a room he was in he would get this annoyed and ticked off feeling that just had him puffing and glaring at the tired man. He needed to leave the manor or else the entire building would be ashes on the ground in the next ten minutes. Bruce was nowhere to be seen and Alfred was doing his own little thing in the kitchen, probably feeding a very hungry Jason.
Damian hides himself in a black car that belonged to his father, a nice old Aston Martin DBS and as he sits in the driver's seat with his phone in his hands he can only stare at the screen, thumbs typing away.
Damian: are you awake?
His eyes glance up at the time on his phone, reading 10:37 pm. He hopes you’re awake, considering it’s a school night after all. He waits for a response, three minutes go by and his phone vibrates in his hands.
You: yeah was literally about to go to bed and rote until 3 am.
You: why? Wanna play Roblox?
You: see I told you it wasn’t so bad. Now I got you addicted 🙄🤚
Damian rolls his eyes at his screencast shaking his head as he starts to type. On your side of the screen, you can see the bubble disappear and appear, for a solid minute before he finally sends the message.
Damian: if you are not busy, I would like for you to accompany me.
You: YAY ROADTRIP😩
You: where we going?
You: also I’m like broke .38 cents isn’t really going get me anything.
Damian: Anywhere. I just need to get out of the house to take a breather and don’t worry about it, whatever you need I’ll get it for you.
You: you okay? Did something happen?
Damian: No. Just be ready when I get there.
You: okay😑
He really hates that stupid emoji.
You’re running out the door when you get the ‘I’m here’ message from him and Damian watches as you almost miss a step and trip over your own feet. You make it into his car in one piece and buckle yourself in.
Damian can see that you were getting ready to lay in bed, entering his car with your hair out of your face, all cozied up with warm black pants that had kuromis imprinted all over, and a black zip-up sweater that’s keeping you warm.
“Helloooo~” you breathe out, placing your tote bag on your lap as you glance at Damian “So where we going?”
“Are you hungry?”
“Yeah….but I wanna skip the meal and go straight for the dessert!”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah” you shrug “we got free will, why not use it”
This is where you were now, in the car as your choice of music plays softly, after Damian so kindly gave you the Aux after complaining about his music taste for a solid minute. Your seat is, moved back giving you room to get comfortable as you face Damian with your leg bent over the other.
You seem to be yapping away with the milkshake in hand as you wave it around slightly and he listens, eating away at his ice cream cone as he watches your every move.
Damian feels at ease, relaxing up against his seat as he glances at you—eyeing every feature on your face. From every eyelash to every acne scar to every birthmark to the smile lines that grace your face. He’s memorized them by now. You feel his eyes on you, and as you glance up to stare up at him he looks away shyly.
Clearly out of character for him.
“Is there something on my face?” you question as your arms reach out to pull down the car's visor, seeing as it had a little mirror to look at with little lights to see in the dark “Do I have whipped cream on me?”
“No… just thinking” he breathes out, eyes fixed out ahead of him.
You hum, eyes never leaving the visor as you answer back “Does that have anything to do with why you wanted to get out of the house tonight?”
He doesn’t answer instead, he takes a glance back at you. You’re staring back at him with a questionable look, visor now put back up. He takes a look at your hand, fingernails shining in the moonlight.
“Did you get your nails done?” He’s quick with the topic change, seeing as you glance down to show him but you retreat your hand back with a glare.
“Don’t change the subject!”
It takes hums a moment to answer before sighing “It was nothing serious….every little thing my brothers did irritate me”
“Ah…sibling irritation” you let out a breathy laugh “I get it, your brothers can be a handful sometimes”
At least you get him, others really wouldn’t, and his father sometimes doesn’t. It’s not like he had any siblings growing up anyway. Sometimes people would disagree with him, but you seem to agree with everything he says even if he’s wrong, which is rare, but you still do anyway.
Sooner or later the conversation seems to shift from a different topic to another different topic—and it seems like the cycle continues for hours.
He likes this.
You aren’t loud, you aren’t slurping away at your drink and your presence doesn’t seem to annoy him at all.
Yeah, he enjoys your presence more than anyone he knows.
and as he finishes the last of his ice cream he clutches his head, groaning as he hears you laugh.
“Brain freeze dumbass”
He starts to laugh too, and now the car is filled with your giggles and his breathy laughs.
Yeah…. You’re his little safe space and he’ll do anything to protect it.
Was literally supposed to post something for Valentine’s Day but I ended up getting the flu plus strep throat and an ear infection all at once so I couldn’t write it 😕.
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that is now deleted. 17+ - suggestive, but no explicit
smut. gn ! reader - no pronouns used. eager & vocal !
naruto. naruto calls reader pretty. naruto is
eighteen. eagerly making out.
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it starts with a movie—one that you forgot the name of almost immediately after it started. you’re sitting next to naruto on the living room couch, pressed together at thigh and shoulder. his hand is splayed out on his thigh, not-so-discreetly inching over towards you.
you see it out of your peripheral vision and giggle, interlacing your fingers together. he glances over at you, stupid smile plastered on his face. his eyes flit down to your lips just for a moment, but you catch it.
“what?” you ask, tilting your head. “why are you looking at me like that?”
“you’re just . . .” his voice is quieter than usual. he sighs breathily and smiles wider. “pretty.”
and then he raises his brows, a silent question that you’ve grown familiar with. again, you giggle, but nod. he leans forward quickly, pressing his lips against yours.
it’s short, just a peck at first. he pulls away and there’s something in his eyes that you don’t recognize. you open your mouth to ask about it, but he cuts you off with another kiss, this one more fervent and aggressive.
he shifts on the couch, turning so he’s closer. his hand finds your jaw and he deepens the kiss, running his tongue across your lips. you open your mouth wider, your own tongue meeting his in a small fight for dominance.
you open your eyes, a mixture of amusement and curiosity getting the better of you. his brows are scrunched together, eyes shut tight. he’s so focused, so cute.
a moan vibrates through his mouth into yours and a shiver runs down your spine. this isn’t new—naruto is loud doing everyday things, of course that translates to things like this.
his free hand, the one not holding your jaw, reaches for your hip, settling on it with a small squeeze. after a moment or two, his other hand finds your hip, pulling you towards him. you take the hint and swing a leg over his lap, slotting yourself on top of him, not breaking the kiss.
your hands slide up his chest, one finding purchase in his hair, the other gripping his shoulder. you tug at the blonde strands and another moan reverberates out of him. his hips buck up and he whines, both seemingly involuntary.
he pulls away and lets his head drop back, chest heaving just the slightest. his eyes are still squeezed shut, hands still resting on your hips.
“oh, man,” he groans. he peeks his eyes open and looks at you, giving you a challenging grin. “you’re gonna be the death of me.”
˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ 𝙏𝙒/𝘾𝙒: Angst?, seeing Boruto appear again after 3 years, this could be Platonic or Romantic, Boruto Two Bluevortex Vol 1 but you're in it, spoilers obviously, 2nd person POV, NOT PROOF/BETA READ
ִ ࣪𖤐.ᐟ wc: 869
“Sarada? Are you alright?” You asked the Uchiha girl, who was fuming after being in the Hokage’s office. Sumire followed right after. The purple-haired girl looked worried for Sarada, You can’t help but wonder what could’ve happened.
“I couldn’t help it…I was really harsh again.” You and Sumire sighed in relief. At least she was doing alright. As you three were walking, you reassured her that everything was right and that it wasn’t a big deal. With Lord 7th presumed to be dead, Sarada doesn’t like the fact that Shikamaru was in office. Neither did you, but there is so much that you gennin could do.
“Something isn’t right…I don’t understand them! They see Kawaki ass the seventh’s son but banish one of his as well? Nothing makes sense.” Sumire spoke. You three continued walking before stopping. From the corner of your eye, you see Eida and Daemon peeking out. The two sat down on a nearby staircase.
“You three still haven’t givin’ up yet, huh?” Daemon questioned. You three decided to sit near them. “It’s an unwinable game, y’know.” You rolled your eyes at his words and countered.
“So what? We both know that Boruto’s innocent. There’s no denying it-” Before you could finish your words, Eida cut you off
“But the whole village finds out you said that, then what? You’re gonna become just like him.” My mouth became empty. No words, emotions, or feelings could come out. Were you really going to betray your village for some guy? Luckily, you have friends who have the same viewpoint as you do.
“How could I ever give up!?” Sarada got up and exclaimed. You quickly pulled her down as soon as you saw the people around you, staring into your souls. She took a deep breath before asking Eida, “Got any new information?”. Your eyes widened as Eida explained what she had found out. It turns out everyone you knew has been placed under this illusion where what everyone has known about Boruto and Kawaki changed. Creating the two sides we know today.
“Is there a way to reverse it?” Sarada asked. There was a pause of silence before Eida shook her head,
“Not that I know of-”
“If we just explain it in a way everyone would understand. Surely that would work, right?”
As Eida and Sarad go back and forth, you notice Sumire staring at Daemon while profoundly sweating. Fuck. You thought. C’mon Sumire, stop looking. You’re gonna get us caught! This is exactly what Lord 8th told us about. Eida’s charm doesn’t work on us. If we’re lucky, Daemon won’t catch us. I snapped back into reality when Eida asked,
“You sure, all three of you are my captives?” Shit, shit, shit! You looked around for distractions and possible ways out. Sumire smiled,
“Oh please,” She groaned in annoyance. Was she really annoyed this time? “You should know by now that we’re putting a front to hide our feelings-”
“After all,” you shot at Eida. “No one can escape being charmed by you. So what’s the point?” By Eida’s reaction, she seems to agree.
Before you can do anything, screams from the center of the village attract your attention. You and Sarada quickly run to the middle and find unknown creatures with big heads, no eyes, small spikes plastered around their heads, dog-like feet, and a long spiked tail scattered around the village. Attempting to harm the people, Kawaki shot multiple at your derection, but you were able to dodge them.
“Follow what the shinobi say and run…NOW!” shouted Kawaki at the citizens. They did as they were told and made a run for it. One of the creatures started tweaking, and something slowly emerged out of its body. The creatures slowly creep towards you two, and out emerges a man standing on top of the creature-
CODE? You and Sarada looked at each other, you two knew the dangers of this man. As he rose, he looked down at Sarada, then you.
“Finally, nice to meet you two. I’m looking for Boruto.”
“He left three years ago. What do you want with the village?” you spoke out. He smirked. Clear as day; it was certain he had an alternative motive. Sarada took a step forward and extended her arm out in front of you, not wanting you to do anything stupid.
“I’m tired of searching, so I came here.”
“Don’t know what to tell you. He isn’t here.”Code chuckled and stated.
“Oh, I know that. I just wondered if his friend’s pretty little screams can summon him-”
With a blink of an eye, it seemed as if someone’s foot smacked down Code’s face, knocking him off of the creature he was standing on. You looked up to see the sight of Boruto Uzumaki himself.
“That kind of sick thinking creeps girls out, y’know,” Boruto smirked. He quickly teleported behind Code, hitting him with a roundhouse kick. Your eyes couldn’t believe it. It’s been so long since you’ve seen him. He’s change. He’s gotten taller and a hell lot more powerful than the last time you’ve seen him. You can feel the tears surface up to your waterline.
˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ 𝙏𝙒/𝘾𝙒: nothing scary, just fluff. pet names, all characters are in a relationship with afab! reader, love languages with the core 5
an: thank you for over 100 notes on my last post!
Katsuki Bakugo: He isn't good with his emotions. No surprise to anyone, but he lovess giving gifts. Without a doubt, he would buy you the whole world if he could. He'd burn it into ashes if you asked him to. He would notice what you pick up in stores, then in secret, would buy it for you later.
"oi, I got you this or whatever." He handed you the stuffed animal you picked up earlier. You smiled and accepted his gift. Both of you blushing, you managed to get up and hug him. He insisted you let go, but he accepted your touch like he craved it from the start.
He also appreciates quality time. It doesn't matter what you two could be doing. It could be training, watching him cook, or even sitting beside each other in silence while being on your phones. As long as he knows you're safe with him, he's able to relax.
Izuku Midoriya: I think Izuku would show his love by showing acts of service and quality time. Without a doubt, Izuku would do anything for you. He appreciates the small tasks/favors you ask him to do, like tying your shoes, helping with homework, etc. If it makes him feel included in your life, he'd do it.
He dies every time you ask to hang out. He gets so overwhelmed when he's the one planning. I mean, where do I start? The poor boy goes into a spiral with the amount of date ideas and what he should wear- other stuff as well, but he goes crazy. However, if you were to plan the date, he'd be fine with anything. As long as you're with him, it doesn't matter.
Ejiro Kirishima: His love language is for sure physical touch and words of affirmation. I picture his s/o to work out a lot or have similar motives to become "manly", so you two would practically be touching up each other every time you two train. Despite training, he loves your touch. If you forget to hug or kiss him that day, he might actually die. Physical touch reassures him that you're there for him and you're here to stay.
On the other hand, he loves motivating his girl and what's better motivation than one's words?
"Good job!", "You're doing great baby", "Atta' girl!"
Shoto Todoroki: I personally think that Shoto is 100% on board with quality time with a hint of physical touch. He's not used to it but once he receives it, there's no going back. I mean, he's never gotten the love he deserved so when you came along, you finally filled that open wound.
Like Katsuki, he wouldn't mind some quiet quality time. Where the two of you remain in your own corners, doing whatever, while being in the same room. He would probably study your movements. Peeping over your phone to see what you personally find funny, sad, happy, etc.
With the help of his siblings, he buys meaningful gifts for you. Like something poetic y'know?
Denki Kaminari: I lovee writing for Denki so this might be long. His love language is everything on the scale. He'd want to do things for you, to please your needs and emotions. he values how you feel so much that he's probably put your needs over his but you have to remind him to himself first despite being his girlfriend.
Who can forget quality time? He wouldn't want to spend the day without his baby. He's hovering over you 24/7, waiting for your next move. When you're not with him, you can hear his cute whiny voice asking "where's [reader] :("
He never misses a moment to make you feel loved. Compliments is a major requirement. This obviously goes both ways, but he definitely does over do it sometimes.
If you're not in reach of him, he'll make sure to run towards you, arms wide and everything. It's even worse during y'all's alone time. Imagine cuddling and trying to use the bathroom but your stupid boyfriend won't let you go because he'll "miss your touch"
Finally, he loves giving you things he makes/finds. He'll even pick up flowers from the ground and put them in your hair because it reminds him of you. He's the type of boyfriend to go on Instagram or Pinterest for "homemade gifts" because he probably spends his money on food or his personal interests, but if he has extra money, he makes sure to get something for his loving girlfriend!
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