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i wanna make a regina george x rodrick heffly fic so bad i think i can pull it off
girlfriend by avril lavigne and its about regina telling the plastics that rodrick could do sooooo much better than her rival queen B of the school aka heather hills since hes always after her and as per doawk canon, heather ignores rodrick or only uses him when its convenient for her but the plastics are like regina.. seriously?? rodrick heffley and she brushes it off because why would she like someone from the “art freaks/outsiders” and rodrick is also part of the burn book like DO WE SEE THE VISIOOONNNNNN
genre i guess would be kind of secret dating or whatever or she falls first, he falls harder idk maybe a bit of angst duh my forte. basically crack too
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it's been a couple months since you guys have met nagumo. as the days go by, you all got to know him a little better til before you knew it, he was part of your little friend group
nagumo was close with everyone, but he had a strange relationship with you. for some reason, he was so drawn to you and vice versa. it all started innocent like asking each other to be partners during missions and lessons, to hanging out without rion and sakamoto and to this. having late night talks in the common room when everyone was asleep
"does rion know?" nagumo asks softly, watching you caress his skin. his eyes follow your fingers as they trace the lines and patterns of his tattoos.
"nope" you say, popping the 'P' at the end, running your thumb across the space between his tattoos, "i like the thrill of her catching us like this" you joke
nagumo raises an eyebrow, a small smirk now evident on his face but you don't notice it. you were too busy touching him to even notice
"you're playing a dangerous game, you know?" he muses
"like i said, i like the thrill" you finally look up at him. you barely notice the space decreasing between your faces. too engrossed in the moment
you've been thinking about inking nagumo's skin one way or another for a while now. you're not a tattoo artist nor do you have the materials to be one but you do have a lighter, some needles and some stolen ink (courtesy to the school's office supplies) and most of all, confidence that you could leave your own special mark on him
"can i mark you?" you murmur absentmindedly, totally infatuated with the ink that has stories to tell that's on his skin
nagumo freezes, totally caught off guard by your innocent question. his eyes widen for a split second then his smirk widens. he knows what you meant but why not tease the living hell out of you?
"you're so naughty, y/n-chan" nagumo drawls out. you barely caught the change of his tone that sounds oddly playful and suggestive at the same time. he then shifts a tad bit closer, his face hovering dangerously close, his eyes, despite it being so dark, glows with a glint of mischief
"what?" you blurt out, looking up from his arm to finally take notice the closing space between your faces
since when did he get this up close and personal?
"you want to mark me?" nagumo repeats, his voice dropping an octave lower. lips curling into his signature smirk
why does this feel so intimate all of a sudden
when his words finally process, your eyes widened. you smack yourself in the face and sputter out reasons in attempt to save yourself from another embarrassing moment shared with nagumo
"oh fuck! i meant can i do a stick and poke! not.. in that way!" you correct yourself, words stumbling over themselves while you attempt to hide your face from his gaze
nagumo's laughter fill the empty common room. everyone had already gone to bed and you just so happen to lounge around on the couch. he leans back onto the cushions, clearly amused by your clumsiness
"you get so distracted, y/n" he says in between laughs, "it's kinda cute"
you shoot him a glare followed by an unimpressed look. though the pounding sensation in your chest says otherwise. did he just call you cute?
"shut up"
"alright, alright" he says, raising his free hand in mock surrender. "and to answer your question, sure you can mark me up. i've been waiting for you to ask me since the day we met"
"have you really?" you ask, narrowing your eyes at him
nagumo shrugs, shifting his position so his arm rests on your lap
"wasn't expecting the stick and poke thing cause i was expecting that we'd go to a tattoo parlor together but whatever way you want to mark me up"
you groan again, covering your face with your hand. "why do i even talk to you, seriously"
nagumo gives you a look that you can't really decipher. he leans his head a little closer to yours again that it made your heart flutter
"because you're like soo in love with me from the day we met" he jokes, leaning back with a satisfied eat shitting grin when he watches you blush
"bye" you remove his arm from your lap, not forgetting to smack him with a nearby throw pillow from the couch but before you could walk away, he grabs your wrists, pulling you back down to the couch with him
"i'm joking. sorry" he apologizes, feeling a little awkward after saying that out loud
he suddenly rolls up the sleeve of his sweater, and looks at you expectantly
you raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to say something
"mark me" he says, his eyes piercing through your soul
"you say that as if i'm a vampire waiting to bite you" you scoff, grabbing your makeshift tattoo supplies that you had hidden in the cabinet next to the couch
"and look at you grabbing your supplies as if you had planned this before" he counters, smiling slightly at the sight of you prepping the materials needed to do a stick and poke
"touche" you chuckle, disinfecting a needle
when you were done with the preparation, you look up at him one last time for confirmation. he nods his head as he finally lets you mark him. nagumo braces himself when you start to do your thing by poking him with the said needle
"wait" you halt your movement. nagumo looks at you, a little worried
"are you sure about this?" you ask, your voice quieter than intended
nagumo tilts his head to the side, the corner of his lips curling into his infamous smirk. almost as if it was his resting face
"why? nervous?"
"no" you lie, hand trembling, "i just don't want to mess up"
nagumo chuckles, his eyes locked onto you. "you're overthinking. it's just a tattoo" he says, attempting to calm your nerves
"and it's not like this is my first time getting inked" he adds
that didn't help you at all. it wasn't just his first tattoo, it was his first tattoo by you. of course you'd be nervous. what if he doesn't like it? what if he regrets it but since it's already on his skin he can't get it removed unless he'd go to an aesthetician to get it removed, what if—
nagumo's hand is suddenly on top of yours
"relax" he says smoothly, so smooth that it sent shivers down your spine. "i trust you"
woah. what the fuck. you didn't expect that coming from him
he trusts you.
you're not too sure how to respond to that but that gave you that push you needed to start working
"fine. but if i mess up then that's on you"
nagumo nods, "fine by me"
the room suddenly feels smaller. you suddenly can't breathe. you were now hyperaware of everything in the room. you shakily reach out for his arm, your fingers brushing the spot you have decided to mark him on
nagumo doesn't flinch. in fact, he waits for you to start working your magic on him
"let me know if it hurts" you mumble, poking him with the needle dipped in ink
"can't even feel a thing" he boasts. it was true though. he can barely feel a thing
nagumo watches you carefully. the way you precisely and meticulously start doing what you needed to do. the way you were concentrating on inking him with your work
he takes this time to observe you. it's been a few months since you two have met. a few months since you and the rest have become an inseparable group of friends. a few months since he's taking quite a liking at you
you were just so nice. he feels thankful that you took the initiative to befriend him back when he was just a transferee at your department
"you're staring" you mutter, trying to ignore his gaze. your hands trembling as you poke the needle into his skin
"can't help it" he says simply
"well stop it. it's distracting me" you grumbled, wiping off the excess ink
"not my fault that you get distracted easily" he quips, leaning his head back at the couch as he feels every poke you make
you glance up ready to glare at him but you meet his eyes and in that moment, the world slows down. like it was just the two of you. your breath hitches in your throat as you take in the situation
so intimate
"... there" you say, wiping off the remaining excess ink from his skin. you got nervous and had a mental block on what to put on him so you decided with your lucky number
"that's it?" nagumo asks, feeling a little anti climactic with the whole thing. to him it felt like he was being marked up for a good 5 minutes
you scratch the back of your head sheepishly, disposing the needle you had used properly
"i had a mental block on what to put so i just went with my lucky number which is the number 7" you reply
he wants to say something but he lets the silence speak for him and in that very moment, nagumo had decided that he'd let you mark him up as many times you'd like. a thousand of times even if you could. if it meant that it would be just like this between the two of you
although this cute and memorable memory with nagumo is cut short when rion suddenly walks out of her dorm room
both of your heads snap towards rion
"jesus what time is it" she yawns loudly, looking around for the clock but what she sees isn't the time but you and nagumo on the couch
"you've got to be fucking kidding me" she groans, stomping her way towards the two of you
you look at nagumo a little startled but he simply smiles at rion, completely unfazed by her entrance
"mornin' rion" he beams
rion's eyes flicker between you, nagumo's arm sprawled on your lap and the ink stained materials you had used on the coffee table. she puts two and two together before she covers her mouth in shock
"no fucking way" she whispers. rion grabs nagumo's arm, yanking it up to see where and what you tattooed on him, "you've got to be fucking with me"
"did you really tattoo him?!" she looks between you and nagumo. rion then gives you a look like you just stole her kill "really? the number seven?
"i can't believe this" she murmurs, dropping his hand to give you a look
"you literally sat him down, tattooed him and now you're all lovey lovey?" rion exasperates, her voice high pitched
you open your mouth to say something but nagumo beats you to it
"don't really care about it besides, it's fun to get tattoos"
"oh please. i bet you were absolutely pleased with this. what's next? you two are dating?"
"yeah basically" nagumo says like it was nothing
"oh you are sick in the head!" she points fingers at him, "and you! i can't believe you actually did this without saying anything to me!"
you hide your face with a throw pillow nearby, "it's not like that, rion" you say but it gets muffled by the pillow
"oh it's exactly like that based on how i'm seeing this! wait til sakamoto hears about this!" she stomps her foot
"i bet he'd be happy to hear this" nagumo butts in
"i'm sure he will" rion agrees. she suddenly yanks the throw pillow you were hiding your face in and proceeds to hit you with it, "i'm never letting this go, young lady! but i need my beauty sleep so you can fill me in tomorrow. see ya"
with that she leaves you two alone again
when nagumo was sure that she was out of earshot, he looks at you, a smirk on his face.. again
"she's never gonna live this down" he says, leaning his head on your shoulders as you process everything that just happened
"don't remind me" you mutter, shooting him a glare
"well, at least she knows that you left a mark on me" he jokes
you push him off of yourself before you stand up.
"good night nagumo" you say abruptly, heading back to your own room to think about everything that just happened tonight leaving nagumo alone with his thoughts in the common area
nagumo smiles to himself as he stares at his new tattoo that's now etched onto his skin courtesy of you. it's small but it goes well with the rest of his tattoos. it's your mark that you've permanently left on him.
#by ads ⭑.ᐟ#sakadays x reader#sakadays imagines#sakamoto days imagines#sakamoto days x reader#nagumo x reader#nagumo imagines#sakadays scenarios#sakamoto days scenarios#nagumo scenarios#nagumo yoichi imagines#nagumo yoichi x reader#nagumo yoichi scenarios#yoichi nagumo imagines#yoichi nagumo x reader#yoichi nagumo scenarios#what the fuck i had this gold in my drafts????
soft sex after taking a shower together. nothing funny happens in the shower but just bathing each other. lathering soap, shampoo onto each other's bodies making sure the latter is clean. when you two change into comfy clothes that's where the magic happens. everyone's too clean now its time to be filthy. eating freshly washed pussy, sucking freshly washed cock that you could still taste the subtle hint of clean soap. fucking raw immediately but it doesn't feel dirty
