More Pearl

more pearl

'' ACADEMIC RIVALS ,,

|| Pairing: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader || Highschool AU!

warnings: keigo being a pain in the ass, tooth numbing fluff fr. Also, dabi's in ua.. cause i like that idea

|| word count: 1.1k

|| You and Keigo have known eachother since ya'll were children, due to being in the commissions hero program. As children you guys were more friendly to eachother, but still super shy. As you grew up, you two were more introduced to eachother. But.. It wasn't exactly a welcome team up. Keigo was confident and snarky when you were quiet and serious. It got worse when the commission enrolled you both in UA.

|| You two quickly fought for being number one in class, whether it be training or academics, you made sure to try and one up eachother. It did not help that Keigo was popular though.. His blonde hair, good guy, charmer aesthetic? Everyone ate that up, girls and guys alike. And he was open to the teachers too! A teachers pet, if one may say.

|| Keigo, despite having all these friends, he always sat with you at lunch and talked with you. Despite having a rivalship, he always made time for you. For training, he always paired with you, and for projects he'd ask to be partners, and the only other person he'd pair up with was Touya. Honestly you, Keigo and Touya were the "Top 3" in your time. With Keigo's speed, Touya's strength, and your stealth, everytime there was training with three people, you three would come out on top.

|| I DIGRESS! Back to Keigo and you! It's giving Glinda and Elphaba, especially with the song "What is this feeling?" the rest of the class deifinitely respects you! But... not exactly.. likes you, at least as much as Keigo. When people realize you share a dorm back at the commission! YEESH! Rumors spread like wildfire! People thought you and Keigo were dating! Or, y'know beat eachother up at home. One or the other. Keigo didn't mind, it was entertaining to him, but you on the other hand hated every second of it.

|| You pushed yourself over the edge, if you couldn't be liked by your classmates, might as well be the best of them. Keigo, of course noticed until he came back to your shared dorm and you were passed out at the coffee table, papers and textbooks all around you, and you were in your work out clothes. So using his detective skills, he realized you had worked out before studying, and looking over to the small kitchen, there wasn't any food. You hadn't eaten, drank water or taken a break at all.

|| He never told you he saw this, but his tune had changed, he'd been more clingy towards you.. It was.. Weird. He'd stayed right by your side, at school and at home. He kinda ignored everyone else, your classmates at least in favor of talking to you, well at least he didn't ignore Touya at the least.

|| Keigo also INSISTED you keep one feather of his at all times, it was weird but to get him off your back, especially if he was out late training. If his feather noticed you studying to late or working to much, it'd fly around you push you to take a break. Not stopping until you agreed and ate or took a nap. It was really sweet.. NO NO! keigo's weird! There's no way.

|| Yeah, after years of being rivals, just a few months in UA made you change your tune. With him being clingy and the forced proximity, you had gotten a crush on the guy you once were rivals with. Well, you're still rivals but you're... Nicer to eachother?

|| For example, when training and sparring, instead of being serious and throwing insults, you'd be laughing and well- still throwing insults but it'd be more flirty or jokey. He definitely noticed and welcomed it with open arms. He'd pamper you and cuddle you, BUT IT WAS JUST FRIENDS!! as just friends.. And it KILLED YOU. Especially knowing he'd probably find some partner in UA, and they'd be over everyday... Oh gods, it'd be actual hell.

|| But one day, when opening up your locker back at UA, you found a note,, A love note! A LOVE NOTE! Oh gods.

" I don't know how to say this without being awkward, actually you're the only one I feel scared around. But I don't wanna be a coward, so meet me at the training grounds at 5 pm, today.

-K. <3"

|| You freaked out, but there were so many people with a name that started with K in your class! So who could it be? You rambled to Touya during english class about this, it was the only class you didn't have Keigo in, thankfully, so you could talk as much about this as you wanted. He just rolled his eyes, "You know it's probably Takami, right?" Your face went all red as you grumbled and tried focusing on your english assignment.

|| And soon enough, you went to the training grounds and stood there, waiting.. Oh god it was probably a prank. You frequently checked the time, it's already been 5 minutes. This was a mistake.

You stood at the training grounds as you waited for this mysterious "K" person. 10 minutes had already passed.

"This was a mistake," You muttered under your breath as you turned around and started walking away, after a few steps you heard familiar wing flaps. "W-WAIT!" It was Keigo! He... Looked rough. He was flying towards your direction, small scratches at his face and his hair was a mess. "Lady Nagant told me to come over and train for a little bit! I thought it'd only take an hour! But we got carried away and- and.. Are you crying?"

You stood there, eyes puffy and cheeks pink.

"YOU- you-" You wiped your eyes quickly. "You're the one who almost stood me up!!"

"I'm so sorry!"

".. So, what's this about, birdy?"

His wings fluttered lightly at the nickname and his cheeks dusted a light pink. This always happened when you called him "birdy."

"I-" He took a step forward and took a hold of both your hands into his. He took a deep breath as he stared down at your hands as he spoke.

"You.. Were always really cool to me. Honestly, you make me wanna be a better person? Be a good future hero. You make me wanna work harder, and- and training and studying with you made me realize.. That you're.. Uh-" He looked up at you, nervousness in his eyes. "Your opinion is the only one I really care about.. And I really care about you, and you-"

You placed both your hands on his cheeks, a hard look on your face.

"Shut up and kiss me"

He complied, leaning in and kissed you.

Smiles, this was really fun to make. I've always liked this idea :3

'' DANCE WITH ME? ,,

|| pairing: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader

|| warning: hurt/comfort, good ending chat trust

|| word count: 1.1k

|| happy new years guys 🩵

You and Keigo had been married for a year. You knew exactly what you signed up for the moment you started dating, he was very clear about how his job was.. Well, busy. And how it kept HIM busy. You understood this and welcomed it, honestly you liked the alone time you got. There had been times you two have fought about this, but only once or twice. Despite fighting less, your worry grew the more attached you got with Keigo. The more you fell for Keigo.

Today was.. Harsh. You woke up alone in bed, per usual, the place you go to for your coffee was closed because of a villain attack on it, and you were late to work. Because of, guess what! A villain. Your boss was on your ass about, you forget half of what he yelled at you about, it was fine, all of that was small cracks in a glass cup that was overflowing with water. What thr final blow was?

Youe beloved husband, Keigo.

You had planned a date together. You'd been planning this date for a week or so. The SECOND you clocked out of work you rushed home and put on your best clothes! Matching it with a bag Keigo had bought you and of course, your wedding band.

By this time it had been 7:00 PM. Your date was for 8:00 PM! Alright, Keigo had an hour to get ready if he got here.. Soon.

But, as you watched the minutes go by, constantly checking for a call, a text!.. Keigo was no where to be seen. Once it turned 8:20 PM, it had been to late, your reservation was too late and you couldn't go. And honestly? You didn't wanna go out anymore. You just sat on the couch, scrolling on your phone, still in your date night outfit as you heard familiar flapping on the balcony.

Keigo! 20 minutes late, to arriving TO the resturaunt.

"Babe, I'm so sorry-"

You put a hand up as you stood up and crossed your arms in front of your chest. Your brows furrowed as you looked him up and down. You looked over him, he seemed a bit disheveled, some scratches but nothing too bad.

"You're late, Kei"

He stood there, his lips pressed in a thin line as he looked at you. He didn't have anything to say. His wings ruffled behind him as the blone man let out a tired sigh.

"I'm sorry, love. I promise I tried to leave patrol early, but the commission called me in for a meeting right after patrol ended. It was a whole debrief and-"

Keigo was rambling again. He often did this when you were upset with him, or if he was upset at himself. Your gaze softened as you listened to him. He had a harsh day too. Did it excuse his actions? No, not at all, you're his beloved spouse. He should've been there. He knows it.

Which is why it shocked him when you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around him.

".. You'll have to make it up to me."

You said softly. This could've been the BEST time to make a teerible innuendo, but instead Keigo let out a shakey breath and hid his face into the crook of your neck. Giving a small nod to your comment.

"I'll make dinner, I'll- I'll make whatever you want, or order in whatever you want,"

You shook your head with a small laugh. You pulled away from him and took out your phone. He watched in confusion as you tapped your fingers against the screen... What the hell were you doing? He got even more confused as when you started playing a song.. THE song. The song that played at your wedding.

You slowly placed your phone on the coffee table as you slowly walked back to him.

"You stood me up. I'm upset at you,"

That stung his heart, but he understood. He stood there, listening to you talk.

"You'll need to make it up to me," Keigo nodded. ".. So. To make it up to me by a little,"

You extended your hand out. The moonlight coming out from the glass and hitting your skin just right. Keigo looked you up and down, in awe of how.. Gorgeous his spouse was.

"Dance with me?"

Keigo's breath hitched as those words left your mouth.. He took a few steps close to you and placed his hand into yours, moving around to get into dancing position. Just like your wedding.

The two of you danced to the music, nothing but the music and your steps filling in the silence. As if none of you dared to even breathe. But it was okay.. If you closed your eyes it could be like your wedding day all over again. The most stressful, the most tear filled, and the best day of both of your lives. It was exactly like you had imagined.

Once the song ended Keigo leaned into you, hiding his face on your shoulder. His wingd drooping down as he held you close.

"I'm so sorry, my love."

"I know."

You stroked his hair softly as he just held you close. He knew you had every right to be upset. He knew he could've done better, this had happened before. Keigo felt terrible. You had been so patient with him, so good to him. He didn't feel like he deserved it, but you always assured he did.

"I'm so sorry,"

He repeated himself as you held him close. God, you hated hearing him this.. Sad.

"I've been terrible.. I'm sorry.. I've been a bad husband to you."

You pulled his face away from your shoulder and stroked his cheek with your thumb. A small smile on your face as you looked over his features.

"At least you're self-aware"

You had a small smirk on your face as you said that. Ah, teasing.

"I try to be."

He let out a small chuckle as he gently pushed his lips against yours. That night, you assured him he wasn't a bad husband, that he wasn't a bad anything. He needed your reassurance a lot, and no matter how upset you were with him, you'd lend it. Afterall, he was always there for you, it was the least you could do.

Of course, Keigo still made it up to you, taking you on an extravagant date and pampering you at anytime. Hell, he didn't even let you brush your teeth by yourself. He was such a dork, but you loved him.

And god, does he love you.

|| God, this is lowkey rlly badly written but yk

'' flower shop of new feelings ,,

[ 06 : bad feeling ]

|| pairing : james "bucky" barnes x florist!reader

|| warning : nothing !... maybe

|| wc : 1.1k (real short , sorry gang )

Ever since Peter agreed to hide Bucky’s secret friend, again he still didn’t get why he was hiding you, but he was getting 20 bucks richer every week! He wasn’t going to complain. But, as said before, ever since he’d been sworn to secrecy, Bucky and him have been talking more.

Or, an alternative way of saying it, Peter’s been annoying Bucky a bunch.

“When’d you even meet them?” Again, asking about you.

“Clint’s birthday.”

“Really? I didn’t see ‘em”

“Got his birthday gift from them.”

“Ohhh, you’re the one who got Mr. Barton the flowers!” Peter snapped his fingers and had a wide grin tugging at his lips. “Wait, so.. You’ve known them for 3 months??”

Bucky bit back a small sigh as he grabbed a weight and started to do his usual work out routine as he hummed in response, a confirmation of sorts.

“Then why haven’t you introdu–”

“Peter.” He shot a small glare at the teenager, his eyebrow twitched for a moment. “If you wanna know more, you could just ask them.”

Peter huffed and picked up a weight as well, imitating whatever Bucky was doing. “Well, I want to, but every night they come home from work they look EXHAUSTED. I mean, you’d think running a flower shop’s not all too bad, but I mean you should really see them!”

“Okay, then ask them over text.”

“.. I don’t have their number, only Aunt May does.”

“Then ask your aunt.”

“But you’re right here!”

“And you live with your aunt, what’s your point?”

“Well-” Peter cut himself off before sighing. Fiddling around with the weight in his hand. “I mean, I don’t wanna ask Aunt May, she’ll tell them I asked then it’ll be awkward.”

“What if I tell them?”

“I know you won’t!”

“And why is that, exactly?” Bucky put down the weight and raised their eyebrow in confusion. As well as some curiosity. Bucky is like a lock, only one key can unlock his secrets, and that key is rusted, dusted and thrown away to the deepest dark of the ocean.

“‘cause then they’ll know you talk about them, and you have a crush on them.”

…

At that moment it was as if Bucky was frozen in ice again. He didn’t dare even take a breath. A crush? First of all, what are they? Kindergarteners, why call it a crush? Second of all.. NO. What?! He does not have a crush on you! That’s actual crazy talk. You’re just a friend, like- like Steve, but not like Steve.

“That’s false.” was all he could utter out before trudging over to the next things he used for his workouts.

“Whaaatt? But.. What??” Peter put the weight down and followed Bucky, as if he were his mama duck. Haha, Ducky-Bucky. “You hide them for 3 months, from what I hear from Mr. Wilson, you stay out longer than usual ‘cause of them a-and you pay me not to tell anyone about them.”

“Because I know how much everyone gossips, Peter. Now buzz off. I need t’get ready for a mission.”

“Awh, man.” Peter scratched the back of his neck and sighed dramatically as he started to walk away, like a kicked puppy. “You’re lucky Mr. Stark told me I had to do some extra assignment, or else I’d be here asking you all about [Name].”

“Yeah, yeah, get outta here, punk.” He muttered, almost as if saying it to no one. As much as he tolerated Peter more than some of the other Avengers, he still needed his me time. People were tiring, Especially these people.

–

It was as if time had barely passed yet stayed still at the same time. Bucky, Natasha, Sam and Wanda were on the Quinjet as of right now. Man, how he’d wish to God he was back home. Look, he respected everyone on the plane. Sam wasn’t someone Bucky’d go out of his way to hang out on a regular, but he likes him better than Tony. Natasha and Wanda, he saw the two as someone he could sort of relate to. Natasha being a part of Hydra and a trained assassin for them unwillingly, and Wanda was an experiment for Hydra.

Small comrodaries in trauma.

All things considered though, he’d be doing anything but being on this flight. All that the four would do was beat up some people, find intel on some enhanced people they’d gotten a tip about, and figure out if they’re a danger or not.

Thinking about that wasn’t what Bucky was preoccupied with though, no. His thumbs were occupied by texting you. Thankfully, the quinjet was big enough for him to text in his own corner of the aircraft.

florist : we can have a movie night, my place if you want! when you get back?

james : only if you want to.

florist : i’ll provide the snacks if you pick the movie <3

That stupid looking heart did wonders on his heart.

james : how about a comedy?

florist : my, my james! i didn’t think you’d want a comedy! with how stoic you act all the time LMAO

james : even i need a laugh sometimes.

The main reason was ‘cause he wanted to hear your laugh.

“Prepare for landing, gang!” Natasha yelled to the group. Oh, great, mission starting soon. Bucky stood up from the metal flooring of the quinjet and shot you one last text before powering his phone off:

james : mission time. i’ll text you when i’m back.

–

You stared at the text on your screen for what felt like ages. You didn’t know why, but that text made you feel.. Anxious. Worried, all the bad feelings. Sure, Bucky was a super soldier AND an Avenger.. But you knew of the dangers, of the threats. He’s still only human.

But, you pushed your emotions aside and texted back, even though you knew he wouldn’t get it back until after the mission.

florist : goodluck, james. <3

Okay. Before we start, yes.. You may have a small, itty bitty, miniscule, super insignificant crush on Bucky. I mean, who doesn’t? He’s tall, muscular, and a quiet giant. And he actually LISTENED to you. He liked to listen to your yaps, and when you think it doesn’t get better, IT DOES! Because he actually remembers the details.

Bucky’s sweet, patient and kind. Despite the rough edges, he’s a good person. Even if he didn’t think that.

A small sigh left your lips as you clicked your television on and started to drift asleep,letting your anxieties and worries melt away with the old British narrator guy talking about “the three toed sloths” on the tv. Your dreams consisted of darkness, flowers, and warmth.

You were calm in your voided dreams, unaware of what the hell was going on with James.

|| smiles deviously, deviously smiles !!

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