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Break a Sweat - Billy Hargrove

Summary: Billy teaches fem!reader how to play basketball, and he makes sure reader gets nice and sweaty so they can shower afterwards. 

Warnings: Heavy petting, slight fingering, and implied sex. 

A/N: Billy!

“So, how many points do I get if I throw it here?” You asked as you bounced the ball. It nearly managed to escape you, but you grabbed it back two steps past where you were supposed to keep still. 

Billy stood to your right and laughed, “Two points,” He said, taking a step back to get behind you. “That’s only if you make it.” 

You swiveled around with your eyebrows raised and mouth agape that let out a playful scoff. “You don’t think I can make it?” 

He teasingly sized you up; glancing from your loose shoelaces to your baggy t-shirt, then to your wide eyes that dared him to say anything other than encouraging words. Though, Billy wasn’t about to play into your game. Not when he could play his own, win, and get a prize at the end. He just had to make you work a little harder to get to the start line. 

“Definitely not,” He returned the banter in truth. His foot reached out and tapped at your ankle. “Wider,” He smirked. “Bend your knees a little,” You followed his instructions, peering over your shoulder every so often to smile at him. “Try it now.” 

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pairing: bakugou katsuki x reader

scenario: he wants that cookie so effing bad but reader is oblivious to it all.

clueless.

you were damn clueless about what you were so sure you wanted.

look. bakugou didn’t mean to overhear unlike other times (ehem the sports festival) but you weren’t really being quite about it. often complaining to the other girls about how you’re looking for a boyfriend, how you want someone to be there for you yet no one seems interested.

mina in particular would glance over where he sat, laughing at your obliviousness. pointing out your blindness to the fact that someone IS interested but you waved it off like a fool as if he doesn’t cook your favorite food each time when he’s assigned dinner duty, as if he doesn’t walk by the road so you’re on the safer side, as if he doesn’t let you ramble whatever it is you wanted to talk about listening genuinely and how if it were anyone else he’d walk away without a second thought. yet you can’t see all the lengths he’s going through just to show you how capable he is to fulfill that role.

it’s getting to the point where he thinks you don’t like him specifically because how can you not get it? are you avoiding him by pretending not to know on purpose to lightly let him down?

fuck, he even talked about his situation with his self proclaimed friends and they all told him to just fess up to you but damn it do you make him feel like a fool himself.

“dude why don’t you ask her yourself?” sero genuinely asked, wondering why his strong headed friend who doesn’t hesitate in the face of danger become so suddenly hesitant when it came to you.

“yeah! be a manly man and just do it.” the red headed boy spoke all fired up, patting the unshaken boy on the back whose face never seemed to cease from its frown.

“what? don’t tell me you’re scared kacchan?” kaminari teased and for what’s probably the hundredth time he got blown up by bakugou’s quirk, again, he really never learns his lesson.

so when the end of the year party eventually comes up you find yourself cornered by the explosive boy. dragged firmly away from the crowd of your peers, looking at you with angered brows and an upset pout. you supposed he tried to look indifferent and unaffected but he looked like anything but.

“what’s up bakugou?” you asked smiling up at his sharp expression.

“you’re blind as fuck.”

“what the— not even a hello???” you asked incredulously at his unprompted comment.

“shit. okay wait, let me think. you are unaware of things you should be aware of.”

…blink…..blink...blink

“is this about the homework I totally failed? I told you not to bring it up bakubro—“

“no and don’t call me that!” he shouted, popping a red vein.

“why??!”

“because I don’t want to be your ‘bro’”

“what. you don’t want to be friends anymore?” you wobbly asked, eyes watering like that one emoji you always fucking send him. for instance,

messages

you: can you help me prepare for the test plz

katkat: where

you: wait actually I just remembered you and kiri were gonna study together

katkat: we’re not

you: I heard you two plan it after class?

katkat: he planned it

you: can you ask kiri if I could join then 🥹

katkat: no because I’m coming to your room, get your shit ready.

you: so no kirishima? (➤)

you: so (➤)

you: kk pal!

katkat: don’t call me that.

messages

katkat: mina saw you.

katkat: said you looked upset or something.

you: no I’m fine!!!

you: totally not crying over being stood up or whatever. 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

katkat: that business class hataro shitsuko was a loser anyway.

you: it’s shizuku lol

katkat: just come over.

you: wait how did you know who (➤)

you: wait (➤)

you: wa (➤)

you: okay bae

messages

katkat <3: I’m not getting you that mochi

you: please I want you

katkat <3: what?

you: to get it for me PLEASSSEEEE 🥹 🥹

katkat <3: …

katkat <3: fine.

you: yayyyyyyyy

you: I want a specific flavor though.

katkat <3: I know what it is dumbass, I’ll see you later.

you: can you look for (➤)

you: THANK YOU!!

and many more but none of that ever clicked in your mind and so here you two were.

“no I want to be more than that.” he spoke seriously, red eyes set firmly on yours.

“don’t tell me….” you looked to the side shedding a tear as you leaned behind the wall further.

finally you understood.

“you want to be best fri—“

“FUCK NO! WE’RE NOT DOING THAT SHIT SO I’M JUST GONNA SAY IT.” he exasperatedly yelled, grabbing both your shoulders. breathing in once and out he spoke loud and clear, the feelings he held close and dear.

“I WANT YOU, YOU DAMN IDIOT! LET ME BE YOUR BOYFRIEND!!!”

“what?” you stared at him all startled and wide eyed as your mouth pulled downwards and eyes squinted to tears as you began to cry.

“what the— why are you crying!? do you hate me that bad?” bakugou asked hiding his hurt by wiping your tears away with his thumb as he gently held your face.

“no I want you too!!!! I just never thought you felt that way about me.” you whined planting your face in his chest.

“yeah no shit.”

“what?” you asked, slightly pulling away.

“nothing.” he answered shoving your face back in his body with one hand, relived that you actually felt the same way all this time.

inspo: “don't be scared to come put your trust in me can't you see all I really want to be is your boyfriend.” — Big Time Rush

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post mugen yoshiwara

“He wears crocs and will steal your socks!”

Bugbear dating headcanons

Reader’s gender is not specified

Fucking asshole I want to fucking choke him

He can be so annoying but not in a way that can make you angry, he’s mainly just playfully annoying

I’m sorry to say this but your survival rates are lowered if you’re in the garden or forest (thankfully not literally)

He can and will tackle you to the ground, he’ll just lay on you then. If he’s feeling nice he might help you up

You have missing socks because of him. He doesn’t care if they’re smaller than his or smth. He’s stealing them

It’s canon he sleeps in a bear hoodie, so if you somehow feel safe enough to sleep in the same bed as him just know you aren’t getting him all hot and shirtless. You’re getting him in a bear hoodie and ugly pants

Also probs has a bear plushie he cuddles more than you

Might let you wear the bear hoodie but he’ll tease you so much

Probs randomly drags you to sit on his lap (if you’re small enough tbh he wouldn’t mind if you’re taller too) or he randomly lays his head on your lap

If you two ever go to the bathhouse together y’all are either relaxing or he’s being a little shit and splashing you with the water

If you two take a bath together in private (like in the bathtub in your dorm or whatever) he’s making it a bubble bath, maybe with a rubber duck too

He’ll whine if you wanna get out though so just think if it’s really worth it to get in the tub with that bitch

Randomly bites you for some reason?? It lowkey hurts too like damn

Won’t complain if you try biting him though, will in fact tease and mock you because ‘you aren’t biting hard enough’ and will ask bitchy questions like “Oh? Is that the hardest you can bite? Cmon, bite harder~”

Also I’m pretty sure it’s canon he likes kaomojis. So if you’re ever texting him just know you’ll probs see them once in a while

He’s terrifying… yet he likes kaomojis and cute bears? Okay…

Also if you did his route, y’know that scene where he wears a bear apron? If he ever makes you breakfast or lunch just know he’s wearing it still

Will probs make you wear it sometimes or suggest you buy a matching one

Probs will joke about you doing that naked apron thing tbh I wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t joking

Ok that’s all I can think of for now. Bugbear fans take this content of your fav red flag

thinking abt unofficialbf!katsuki

unofficialbf!katsuki who's abrasive and rude and loud until you're near him. he almost instantly sizzles down

unofficialbf!katsuki who proudly declared you as "his" when you were 4 after you accepted his bouquet of dandelions and its kind of just stuck since then

unofficialbf!katsuki who, after that, began proudly holding your hand and marching around with you. at some point, it just became a habit for him to reach for your hand, continuing even as you got older

unofficialbf!katsuki who still apologizes to you the same way as when you two were kids. he holds your hand and looks away as he mutters "'m sorry.." with rosy cheeks. when he really messes up, he'll bury his nose into your neck and hold you close and whisper a genuine apology into your ear. he'll struggle for the right words and get super flustered, but you know hes trying!!

unofficialbf!katsuki who, for as long as izuku could remember, has been a package deal with you

unofficialbf!katsuki who is practically inseparable from you. like youre not hugging in class or anything but theres just this unnecessary proximity with you guys? you're always just unexplainably close for no reason

unofficialbf!katsuki who carries your bag everywhere. he complains that you "can't even carry your own damn bags!!" but would never let you carry them

unofficialbf!katsuki! who beats his friends up for being stupid when they don’t understand something he’s teaching them, but is so gentle when teaching you. he gets real close and talks in this low rumbly voice that’s just SO HOT

unofficialbf!katsuki whos an asshole to everyone but you

unofficialbf!katsuki who, despite being unnaturally nice to you and finds it hard to be/stay mad at you, gets really genuinely angry when you get reckless when fighting. the only times hes ever really yelled at you for real were when you put yourself in danger

unofficialbf!katsuki who doesnt care if mineta and kaminari ogle the other girls but would blow them up if they so much as laid an eye on you

unofficialbf!katsuki who tries to hide the way his eyes soften whenever you talk

unofficialbf!katsuki who, due to your childhood marriage/relationship/idk-its-complicated, is really comfortable with touching you. he would never let any of those other extras touch him, but he never hesitates to grasp your hand when you're scared, grab your waist to pull you in when he just wants you closer, or even pull you into his lap (in private) to cuddle. he has no problem manhandling you and throwing you over his shoulder or even carrying you bride-style when he's reaaally feeling confident. when you sit next to each other, his hands easily find your thigh almost subconsciously to rub his thumb over it soothingly

unofficialbf!katsuki who you've been having tickle fights with since you were little! he would never DARE hit you like he would those other losers, so he tickles you when he thinks you're being annoying. he knows all of your ticklish spots and still uses it against you when he thinks you're being bratty (or when he just wants to hear you laugh, but he'd die before he admits it)

unofficialbf!katsuki who LOVES cuddling with you! (would never admit it) you get all loud and fussy sometimes (no one is allowed to sass him other than you) so he just pulls you close to his chest and drags his fingertips up and down your back in the way he knows you like. he loves how it gets you all quiet and sleepy and clingy in a matter of minutes. he wonders if you notice the way that after just a couple minutes, your speech starts to slur and you bury your face into his chest or neck. (he does. he notices.)

unofficialbf!katsuki who you've been cuddling since you were kids so it just sort of continued as you two got older? you've known him for forever, so it never felt weird or anything. its just oddly natural? mitsuki has photos of you two cuddling from ages like 4-now.

speaking of mitsuki!! she absolutely ADORES you and unofficialbf!katsuki HATES it! he always mutters about how she likes you more than him whenever you come over, which is like everyday, which she always affirms happily. calls you "my sweet y/n-chan," "sweetheart," "dear," "lovely," and of course "my future daughter-in-law." (katsuki always tells her to "SHUT UP, OLD HAG" with bright red cheeks)

unofficialbf!katsuki whose grumpy moods and grumbles are easily halted by you running your hands through his blond spikes, which always turns him into putty in your hands

unofficialbf!katsuki who always has you in his dorm. he has this thing about nobody, not sero or denki or even kirishima being allowed in his bed when they hangout, but he lets you with no problem. in fact, he's the one who drags you into his bed with him.

unofficialbf!katsuki whose classmates have literally placed bets on when his balls will drop and he'll make you his official girlfriend (he cursed them out and blew stuff up when he found out)

can you tell im a sucker for the just friends/unofficial bf trope...

'happy endings' - Kiyoshi Teppie x Reader (pt.1)

part 2

nsfw // 18+ content

You didn't know how bad the condition of Kiyoshi's leg really was until you were sitting in the infirmary with him listening to the nurse talk. He collapsed in the middle of the game, unable to get back up, causing him to be carried to the infirmary on a stretcher. Usually, Riko would be the one to accompany him but the game was at its peak and there was no way the team could manage out on their own - that's where you came in.

You followed the paramedics as they carried Kiyoshi to the infirmary - putting him down on the bed and the nurse rushing to aid him - it was awkward, not knowing anything about what was happening and standing in the corner. When the nurse was done her examination she stood back and began to talk to Kiyoshi - Kiyoshi's face relaxed as he took in a deep breath, indicating goos news - after her talk with Kiyoshi she turned to look at you. "There are some steps you need to do before he can go back," She said as she gestured you to follow her. You made your way over to her, watching her sit down on the bed next to Kiyoshi's injured leg.

He had simply pulled a muscle, and with his previous injury, it had a horrible effect on his leg. His muscles were tense, locked almost as the nurse attempted to move them. The sight was rather repulsive - it looked like his legs had been injected with blotchy steroids - but you kept a poker face as you watched the nurse massage his leg. She walked you through the various techniques that would calm his muscles down, pressure points that would relax him and so on.

"Repeat this for 30 minutes and you should be good," She said as he got up. "I recommend that you do this massage before and after any form of physical exertion."

You weren't close with Kiyoshi at all. You knew him, he knew you, but other than that you two were ghosts to each other. Acquaintances would be the appropriate term. Did you have a crush on him despite that? Maybe - leaning more towards yes. It was awkward massaging your crush - but it was part of your job, or a new addition anyways - so you tossed your discomfort aside and started to recreate the motions the nurse was doing before.

"You're good at this,"

You looked up at Kiyoshi.

"You're so much gentler than her-" He said adjusting his position. "She was practically boxing with my leg."

You flashed a small smile before turning back to his leg. The room went quiet again. You found yourself focusing on the task - too absorbed in it to have your guard up about your other surroundings - so when you heard a moan your body jerked up and you stopped. You looked at Kiyoshi - whose face was burning red - 'I'm a little touch-sensitive,' He said trying to laugh it off. You simply nodded and went back to massaging, trying to ignore your panties getting damp and the weird feeling in the bottom of your stomach when you replayed the sound over and over again in your head.

You came into the infirmary thinking that it was a one-time job - and after hearing Riko marvel at how quickly Kiyohis leg got better after the massage - you got promoted to full-time. Before and after practice and games, you would have Kiyoshis leg in your lap as you gently glide your hands on his calves, pressing down on the spots as you were instructed, for half an hour each time.

A perverted part of you actually liked the job - I mean, you got to be so close to your crush. You would often zone out and stare at him as he tried to crack jokes to try to lighten up the atmosphere. You noted that you were weird for getting some sick kick out of getting to touch him like this - the intimacy caused butterflies in your stomach - and you would pretend not to notice the many times he would moan or grunt during your sessions, sometimes you'd purposefully go over his sensitive spots to hear his moans - because oh my god, he sounded hot. It was wrong, and you knew that, but seeing him squirm under your touch itched something in you that you couldn't quite put your finger on.

It sounded like a laid-back job, but trying to work through the literal rock-hard muscles made your hands sore - 'i should be getting paid,' you thought to yourself as you put Kiyoshis leg on your lap for your massage session - but sadly, you were getting promotion after promotion with no wage insight.

"What?!"

You looked at Riko in disbelief. You were standing in front of her father's gym - freezing your ass off from the cold wind - ignoring the towering figure next to her. You were not a violent person, but at that moment you could've killed Riko. You paid no mind to Kiyoshi as he stammered next to Riko - 'it's no problem - i don't even need it' - but the way Riko was staring at you contradicted that.

You were the only one who knew how to do the massage - down to the groves and all - so it made that Riko call you when Kiyoshi's body was stiff as a rock. The last game in the tournament had pushed him to the edge, his body sore still a day later, so Riko suggested that you do his massage again - only it be a full-body one. You hated the idea, but deep down you knew that you had to do it - and after emptying out Rikos wallet as payment - you followed her as she led you and Kiyoshi inside her father's gym. There was a dedicated yoga room - with blinds that could be pulled down - 'kinda convenient,' You point out as you enter the room. 'the women feel more comfortable having the windows blocked during their yoga session, so my dad installed them,' Riko replied - you helped set up the makeshift massage table and bid Riko farewell as she exited the room.

"Uh - I should go change," Kiyoshi said awkwardly. "The lockers are too far - just change in here, I'll look away." You had been caressing this mans legs for a little over a month now, you had established a very sturdy professional relationship with him, so you saw no problem with him changing in the same room - besides, you were going to see him almost naked anyway.

You kept it professional as you turned around and let him change - minus the few glances you shot at his reflective metal water bottle showing his naked back - and as soon as he was stripped down to his underwear you got to work. He got on the massage table and you began right away. His muscles immediately relaxing under your touch. Your body froze when you heard the strained moan that escaped his mouth when you started to massage him. You quickly learned how sensitive Kiyoshi actually was - he would squirm under your touch, bite his lips and curse under his breath when you would go over certain spots - your brain was foggy from the hormones raging within you, making you go quiet. Too quiet to a point where it looked like you were mad.

"Your hands feel like clouds," Kiyoshi remarked as you massaged his shoulders. "Apparently clouds are super heavy," You said as you pressed down on his shoulders. "They weigh tons." Kiyoshi chuckled at that. "There go my dreams of sleeping on clouds," He joked. You - as usual - gave your quick smile before your face dropped into its emotionless state - 'don't look at his back. don't look at his back,' you looked at his back in full view and your heart stopped. it was like staring at a greek-god. you felt almost honoured to be touching him like this.

No one could tell my look at him, but Kiyoshi was in horrible condition - there was no way that he could play more than a quarter, and that's the optimistic angle - but you tried your best to pull through it.

"I'm weighing the team down, aren't I?"

It broke your heart hearing that.

"No, you're our leading player. You carry the team, to be honest," You said trying to make him feel better. "You should joke more often," He replied. "I'm being serious-" "Whatever," He mumbled.

You had never seen Kiyoshi like this before - he was always sporting a happy-go-lucky attitude and smile - and though it wasn't part of your job, you decided to cheer him up.

"Let's make a deal," You said as trailed down to his back. "If you win, I'll give you another full body massage," He didn't look too amused by that. "With-" that piqued his interest. "A surprise to give your day a happy ending."

"Seriously-" "I'm dead serious."

Kiyoshi played like a monster after that massage, outdoing Kagami when it came to dunking. You didn't know that he'd suddenly get such an urge to play after your offer - was he really that interested in a full body massage? - everyone wanted to know what you had done to fire him up so much after the game.

"Tell me," Riko said as you two packed up the last of the stuff in the locker room. "What did you say to him? Word for word?" "I just told him I'd do s full body massage again-" "And?" "I'd give his night a happy ending. I was thinking of surprising him with some food or-" "You told him WHAT?"

That night in the locker room, you found that happy endings didn't always refer to the princess getting together with the prince. You found out that you had gotten yourself into a BIG big mess.

It felt weird knowing that Kiyoshi risked his leg for a chance to have you jerk him off - was it really that big of a deal to risk your entire bodily health? - but it felt weirder knowing that he'd be under the impression that you were going to do it. You tried not to think about it too much as you massaged his beck, smoothing over his muscles and you made your way to his shoulders.

"You were on fire today," You blurted. You were nervous and the silence wasn't helping.

"Thanks," He replied.

It was time for him to get on his back. You tried your best not to stare at the growing bulge in his pants. You'd tried your best to ignore the voice in your head screaming at you to grab it, palm it - just touch it in any sort of way - but you refrained. Yes, you had questionable thoughts during your sessions, but you weren't going to do what essentially can be a crime - but then again, that's what he's expecting. You hated that you gave in - your body was raging with lust, panties soaked from the sight of him in front of you - and you slowly moved your hand down to his bulge. You grazed your fingers over it - the moan that followed was all you needed to keep going - slowly you began to palm it, feeling him throb under your touch. You felt the fabric get damp and pulled your hand away - precum had soaked a circle in his underwear - and with that, you grabbed the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down. His dick practically sprung out - 'oh god, it's big' you thought as you stared at it - you slowly reached out and grabbed it in your hands. The sudden touch causing Kiyoshi to let out a loud moan.

Fueled by your own desire to explore his body, you began to pump your hand, slowly going up and down his dick. You focused on the shaft, wanting to feel his veins against your palm. Kiyoshi threw his head back and let out a string of moans - practically screaming when he felt your other hand on his thigh, massaging his sensitive spots with heavenly pressure.

You didn't consider yourself dominant in any way; especially sexually - but the way Kiyoshi withered under your touch awakened a new feeling within you. You liked how in control you were - such a strong, powerful man, crumbling under the touch of someone like you - and the more you watched him squirm, the more pleasure you got.

You felt bad - but the urge to toy with him was too loud to ignore.

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Dirty Secrets that you keep~ ♡

They have a dirty dream about you, their best friend~ ♡

Characters: Rengoku Kyojuro, Tengen Uzui, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Giyuu Tomioka

Warnings: They have a naughty dream about you, but don't want to ruin your friendship

NSFW! MDNI

Rengoku Kyojuro

To think that he would even have this kind of dream. He never experienced this lust before. It was embarrassing for him to even imagine anything of that kind so why did he have this dream all of a sudden?

Did the feelings that Kyojuro kept hidden finally come to the surface after years of holding back? Was it the fact that he was able to see sides of you that no one else was able to see?  

Sweat ran down his forehead as he woke up from this dream. His body was burning, and he was slightly panting. His cheeks were flushed red as his mind wandered to what he just had dreamt.

Seeing your beautiful face beneath him panting and moaning his name while your arms were wrapped around him, made him go crazy. How could he think about his best friend that way?

In a way, he felt embarrassed and disgusted by himself. He felt like he was betraying your trust when he thought about you that way. But he couldn’t help it. These images would be stuck in his mind now.

With the way his cock was pulsing, he couldn’t think straight. He would need an ice-cold shower to calm down for now. Kyojuro couldn’t think how he was going to face you from now on.

The sound of a slap rang through his bedroom as he slapped himself to calm himself down. He needed to face you. You were working on missions often so he couldn’t get distracted by those feelings.

He knew that his mind was trying to tell him something with this dream, something that he didn’t want to embrace before.

Maybe this was the final push that he needed to realize the feelings he had for you, but soon after he confessed to you.

Tengen Uzui

For Uzui it was clear the whole time that he found you attractive. But he never made a move on you, knowing that you hated people that were like that. That’s why he decided to at least build a good platonic relationship with you.

But now it seemed like it was going to be ruined by a single dream. Uzui did have these kinds of dreams more often than you might think, especially if he was away for a longer mission. But none of them included you.

Now that he had this fantasy of you naked in front of him, he couldn’t help but chuckle at his foolishness. Was he really going to risk your friendship for his satisfaction? But fuck… you looked so hot beneath him. The way your eyes looked at him kept him hooked on you.

He knew it was wrong, so fucking wrong, but he couldn’t think of anything else at the moment besides fucking you until you were only able to think of him. Was it love that he felt or just pure lust?

Right now, he wasn’t able to tell the difference between those two feelings. How was he going to face you now? Was he going to tease you like always, knowing that one of your annoyed expressions would be in his next dream about you?

Maybe he would be able to go drinking with you again. Your reactions when you were drunk did something to him. At first, he thought that it was only the alcohol that made him feel that way, but now that he was sitting on his futon, fisting his cock while thinking about you, he knew that it was lust that he felt towards you.

One day he would make you his, he was sure of it. It may take some time, but he wasn’t going to give up.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi was mad at himself for even having this kind of dream on a mission. Why on a mission? He had to focus on slaying demons. He didn’t have time for relationships or any horny dreams that wouldn’t become reality anyway.

His cheeks were flushed as he remembered what he had just seen in his dream. The sound of your moans was addictive to him. He couldn’t help but think about it more. About how he would make you moan for him, cry out his name.

He hated himself for even thinking about you that way. He was a demon slayer, you were one. Each day you had to expect that you would die. There was no time for useless feelings like romance. Sanemi knew that his dream didn’t have to do with the fact that he had been pent up for a long time because he noticed it a long time ago. His feelings for you.

But did he deserve to even think this way about you? He could be more than grateful that he was able to call himself your friend. You were so different from him. But maybe that’s what made him attracted to you.

Sanemi knew that this dream changed the way he thought about you, he knew it before he had even seen you. The way he can’t think about you anymore as a friend but as a potential lover. His desire grew to make you his.

After a cold shower, he went to finish his mission. The other slayers were scared when they saw how mad Sanemi seemed. Maybe it was because he thought that at any moment someone could take you away from him and he wouldn’t be able to do anything right now. Now he just had to find the courage to confess…

Giyuu Tomioka

Giyuu didn’t know what was going on when he had the dream. At first, he thought that he had some kind of fever, but his high temperature didn’t seem to come from a fever. It came from the dream he just had. What did even happen in the dream?

He didn’t quite remember at first, but his body was showing the reaction. Sweat was covering his normally cool skin; his cock was hard and pulsing, his breathing was quickened.  Did he get poisoned or something? Those reactions were so weird and new to him.

A sigh left him when he realized what it was. He had a dirty dream about you… Why did this have to happen to him? You were his best friend. Why did he have to ruin this by having this kind of dream? Why did he have to have the desire to fuck you, make you scream his name.

That kind of thought never crossed his mind before. Was he still in a daze from sleeping or did he drink yesterday? No, he only saw you yesterday when he walked in on you bathing in the Hot Springs. It was embarrassing, but he thought he would just forget about it.

Well, he had the answer for that now. He tried to jerk himself off, which didn’t work. He just couldn’t cum. A frustrated grunt escaped him as he settled for a cold shower.

But still, as the cold droplets cooled down his burning skin, he only was able to think about you and how you looked bathing. You were so beautiful and sexy. How couldn’t he have noticed this before? Giyuu knew he shouldn’t think that way about you, but it was impossible for him.

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i think we need some more of billy being a simp for the reader. like he’s still a dick to everyone else but when it comes to the reader he’s a sweet blushy simp mess and everyone is just 👁👄👁🧍”huh?”

a/n: fr this might be my worst fic yet but i- i... oh well, i hope its okay ily anon forgive me pls i promise i tried- but i also was tired for part of it (i like to sit in my bed while half asleep and write at like 4 am sometimes) but here you go! I also kept it maybe slightly lowkey? Cause I do think Billy would be sweeter more so in private; but he can pull the charm and sweetness out in public too yk.

Length: 1.5k

Pairing: Billy x reader

Warnings: none really; slight mention of maybe apathy towards life on Billy's end, fluff if that's a warning lmao, OOC Billy probably? also Jason Carver ew

Oh, he's a Simp - B.H.

The majority of Hawkins High school population believed they had a good read of Billy Hargrove's character. He was the same with everyone; tough and a bit of a jerk- no sometimes just a straight-up asshole. Be it the tone of his voice, the way he wouldn't take people seriously, or the mischievous lit in his voice when he spoke to someone sometimes, Billy Hargrove was bad. And pretty much anyone around him who befriended him were like sheep; craving someone to follow.

But then there was you.

You were the object of his desires. The one who had taken up most of his thoughts- the good ones- and made him into some weirdly shapeable putty.

Not that shapeable though; no one could truly dictate Billy Hargrove. He wouldn't let them.

Billy leaned against the school steps railings; Tommy H and Carol stood near him with Jason Carver. All people that Billy could've really cared less about. He made 'friends' with them, but not really. When it came down to it, they just followed. And it felt nice to have that sort of power, the type where if he so much as gave Tommy a certain look, the freckled bully would heel like a dog and wait.

Stupid. He hated them.

Especially Jason Carver. And he knew that too.

The only meaningful bond he'd made since coming to Hawkins was you. So, when he saw you exit the school he visibly perked up, akin to a puppy seeing his family after they'd been out all day.

It was a bizarre sight for anyone to see. Billy Hargrove, looking at someone who such clear difference to how he looked at anyone else.

"Hey," Billy calls out to you, making you whip your head to look at him leaning on the railings.

He sounds like he usually does. Indifferent. Indifferent to people around him, to what they wanted or thought. He didn't care for them and they cared for him but only in the way of popularity. If Billy Hargrove were to die tomorrow, the only loss for these people would be someone to follow. No one would mourn him.

Maybe you would. If he did die, he hoped at least you'd mourn him.

You pivot to walk towards him, a smile dawning on your features. One that makes him almost smile in return. To everyone else, it looks like maybe his face twitched a bit, maybe a reaction to the sun or a thought he'd had. But his eyes are soft.

When you reach him, your messenger bag strap clutched in your hands, you give him a questioning look, but still smiling. Choosing to ignore the friends Billy kept around him; they'd never been nice people. And you avoided them as best you could. But you didn't avoid Billy even when he was with them.

Billy Hargrove was special. He was rough around the edges; someone who could be cruel and harsh- he could make people cower but also swoon.

He didn't scare you. He had yet to ever do a thing to you that suggested you should be scared. He had intimidated you before, how could he not? The way Billy carried himself demanded that he be respected, that he was a possible force to be reckoned with. Sometimes he still intimidated you, specifically when he was surrounded by his 'friends.'

"You need a ride home doll?"

He pulls his arm out from behind him and pulls you over to the railings, arm around your shoulder and neck almost engulfing you with his large leather jacket-clad arm.

His body was warm against yours as he held you close to his side. It was like you were made to fit in that spot.

Billy gave you special attention and affection he didn't dare offer to anyone else in the entire world. It felt nice, to have someone like Billy be this way with you.

Your relationship was a mystery to everyone around you, and even to yourself if you were being completely honest.

You weren't dating per se; you'd never spoken about being a couple and whatnot, and you weren't sure if you'd been on an actual date with him before. Did the times he took you to the diner after school count? Or the times he would sit in his car during the lunch period while you sat outside eating a sandwich count? No. No, you were pretty sure they didn't. 

Whatever your relationship was with him as of right now was something that lingered in limbo; it teetered between the unknown and something very obvious and clear-cut.

Billy was always one to make it known where he stood with people. Be it with words, or with his actions (aggressive or not, depending.)

Yet with you, he found himself keeping the status of your relationship covered in shadow. It was safe. Not defining it because defining it was committing.

And commitment was scary. He wouldn't admit it aloud, but he didn't know how to handle something like that. No one had ever been committed to him, so he was never committed to anyone.

He knew how he felt for you, and it was something he had never felt for anyone before. He had been in relationships before, Billy Hargrove was no stranger to relationships and being with someone else in an intimate manner. However, what he felt for you was something more than a lust that he could deal with in a night.

Was it love? He didn't know. He just knew that you were different. And he was different with you.

"It's okay," you respond to his offer, looking at him through your lashes, his cologne invading your senses when you turned your head to look up at him, "I actually was going to be staying after school to work on a project in the library... I just needed to use the payphone to call home and let my family know."

The library and Billy Hargrove didn't mix. But you and him, they mixed. They mixed well.

Carol and Tommy shared a look at the way Billy was interacting with you.

It was as if no one else existed around him when you had walked out the school doors. It was as if the bad mood he had been in (Tommy couldn't figure out why, but it was mainly Jason's fault, that's all he knew- anytime he'd try to broach the topic, Billy's claws threatened to peak out) had dissipated, or at least it had simmered at the sight of you. And his shoulder muscles seemed to ease a fraction, and his face, while it still looked indifferent, had warmed if only slightly.

It was small. But it was obvious to them. And everyone else.

"I'll stick around with you," he said after he took a deep breath in, getting ready to push himself off of his position against the railing, "can't have you sitting like a loser in the library on your own. Or trying to walk home in the dark."

"My dad could come get me you know," you roll your eyes but secretly you're happy, happy that he wants to stay with you. The library was boring, and albeit Billy wouldn't dare step foot inside the library on any occasion whatsoever, you made it different.

Bearable even.

He also knew he could convince you to leave within the first hour of being there. So it wasn't all bad.

"Scared of driving with me?"

"Sure," you jokingly say, pulling away slowly, "one day when you crash that pretty car cause you're driving way too fast it won't be funny anymore."

"Yeah, 'cause that's gonna happen."

It could, it was just a matter of if he cared if it did or not. That car was precious, the person inside? He wasn't so sure.

"Fine, you can stay," you were glad he was staying, you enjoyed being near this man, "but you can't talk or distract me."

"Never."

"Seriously Hargrove?" Jason Carver opens his big mouth. One that Billy could slap if he so desired, "You're going to the library, with this..."

"Go ahead," Billy had immediately changed in demeanor, fully pulling himself away from you and situating himself a foot in front of you as if he were protecting a baby doe, "finish the sentence shithead."

For everything, Jason wasn't someone who could even fight back against Billy, just like everyone else. Unless he really wanted to have a bloody nose, he would keep his mouth shut.

"...Whatever."

Tommy and Carol, for all their stupidity at times or rude comments and bullying of others, at least knew in those moments to be quiet. As weird as it was to see Billy so easily enraptured by someone, it had been this way since he met you. And nothing would change it.

"I'll see you in the library babe," how can he just call you that so casually; it makes your stomach flutter.

"Okay," you linger for a moment as if something else might happen. But it doesn't, and that's okay.

Because right now, your relationship is still trying to find its ground. It's still trying to see where it stands, and Billy Hargrove is still trying to figure it out himself.

All he knows is that he's a fool for you, and he doesn't hate that. He doesn't hate it at all.