Hey! I hope you're good! I saw that requests are open, and so I wanted to send one in. It's totally fine if you'd rather not write it, but I'll just shoot my shot xD. So I was wondering if you could write something about Gojo being the nicest guy when he falls in love with someone? I just had my heart broken by someone and it was stupid and everything so I'm just really in the need of some fluffy Satoru where he knows how to value his partner. Because he's at the age where he knows it's not time to mess around, and also because he's already lost so many people he doesn't take his partner for granted? (Could also be kind of something where he's just a little older than reader maybe, so he knows when to be more serious. Lmao ik it isn't actually Gojo if he's being serious but you get what I mean)💙
hey! I hope you're doing okay ❤️ thank you for this request and I wish you all the best, you're gonna be okay, you got this ✨
summary: gojo satoru shows you what real love is
pairing: gojo satoru x female reader
genre: fluff
content warnings: ooc gojo satoru, fluff
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Falling in love is easy.
The hard part is where you choose to stay.
You have to work on it endlessly, each and every day. For some people it's easier to walk away, while those who gets left behind don't get a say and is left to deal with what once was theirs.
It took you a minute to move on from your ex. Looking back, it seems so stupid, so careless, so meaningless, sometimes you wonder why you dated your ex in the first place.
For character development, you convince yourself. You learned some lessons from it, so hopefully in your next relationship, you'll know better.
Which is why when you first met Satoru, you felt a little scared.
A little scared because it's happening all over again. After a few dates, you realize you do like him, and you do want to have something serious with him.
It's the way he'll open doors for you, makes sure you're drinking enough water, prepares vitamins on the kitchen counter -- they all sound like tiny actions that don't matter, but it touches your heart.
It's not only that, though.
It's also how he'd return your kindness tenfold, how he makes sure to text you he's a bit busy so you won't be left waiting around all day, how he'll always book a reservation even though it's just a regular date night and not a celebration.
Sometimes you wonder what did you do to deserve someone like him, and without even asking out loud, he'll reassure you that he's with you because he wants to.
There is no other shoe.
"You feel like going out today?"
You hum, considering it. "Not really. Says it's gonna rain. You wanna stay in and cook? I can make pasta."
"You cooked yesterday, it's my turn."
"Yeah, but you got home late yesterday from work. You must be pretty tired."
Satoru looks at you like you're silly. "You got home late too! What are you talking about?"
"Well yeah, but your job is more difficult than mine-"
"No, no, no." He stops you, "We're not doing this. The agreement is that we switch every day-"
"-or every other day-"
"-if the other person is exhausted." Satoru finishes. "I'm not exhausted, so I'm cooking."
Noticing you're about to argue again, he pinches your nose. "End of discussion. Now go relax, I'm making something delicious."
Rubbing your red nose, you smile and silently follow him to the kitchen. Satoru knows that no matter what he does, you'll always try to show him how much you appreciate him -- it's been your thing since you first started dating, and Satoru has given up trying to tell you that sometimes you don't need to always return the favor. Sometimes he just wants to do something nice.
You, of course, will never listen, so he decides that he'll just have to one up you every single time.
"I'm gonna make a side salad." You say, taking out the romaine lettuce.
"Okay, then I'll make dessert."
You can only smile appreciatively and shake your head. That's Satoru for you.
Your mind suddenly travels to the past, remembering how you'd spend hours alone in the kitchen to prepare a meal for your ex boyfriend, and how he'd come home late, and turns out he had eaten. He didn't even tell you.
And you chuckle to yourself, thinking how foolish you were to have stayed that long. Look at you now, spending time with your lover who showers you with love, shows you how much you mean to him, and never needing to ask "are we okay" if you happen to have an argument.
"Why're you laughing to yourself, hmm?" Satoru nudges your hip with his.
You smile at him, "Just... Just want you to know that I'm really grateful for you, Satoru. You're the best thing that ever happened to me."
Satoru visibly blushes, his lips shaking, "Hey, you're being too sweet now. That's my job."
He circles his arms around your waist as you continue sprinkle some cocoa powder on the tiramisu you made together (of course you insisted on helping make the dessert).
"You're the light of my life," He says, resting his head on your shoulder. "Hope you know that I- Achoo!"
You gasp and can't help but laugh as Satoru chokes on the cocoa powder. "Oh my God, are you okay?"
"F-fine-" He coughs and laughs at the same time.
You hand him a glass of water and chuckle as he downs it. "Who knew Gojo Satoru's nemesis is now cocoa powder."
"Hey, you try inhaling that, it can be dangerous." He clears his throat a few times.
Giggling, you hug him tightly and press a kiss gently on his chin. "I love you, Satoru."
"I love you too, sweets."
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you most definitely can decline if you have too much on your plate/you don’t want to, but could i request platonic dad!daryl and daughter!reader? where they get separated when the prison falls (reader was on her own and then met with the group at terminus). After the events at Terminus they finally get a chance to hug and spend time together and reader is crying and ranting about how she was so scared and she wishes she could be strong like Daryl, and Daryl lets her in on his own worries and comforts her? i was thinking reader is like early teens (14-15)
again feel free to decline if you want! 🧡
His Little Girl—Daryl Dixon x Daughter!Reader
*GIF isn't mine.*
Summary: After Terminus, you finally reunited with your father. While he was busy bandaging your arm after an injury you sustained, you let all your emotions out. Daryl, in a rare moment, shared his own feelings with you.
Genre: Fluff.
Era: Post Terminus.
Warnings: Swearing, mentions of near death experiences.
Word count: 1.2k.
A/n: Had to throw in a little bit of overprotective Dad!Daryl at the end. I hope you like this!
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You winced in pain when your father poured alcohol over your open wound. Your hand instinctively jerked back, the long gash on your arm burning with the fire of a thousand suns. You scrunched your face in pain, closing your eyes against the pain.
“M'sorry, Bean,” Daryl apologized, pulling the bottle away and placing it on the ground. He reached into his bag and grabbed a bandage he had managed to find in some abandoned house, and he started wrapping it around the gnarly wound. “Jus' try and hold still, alrigh'? This'll be over sooner if ya do.”
“Okay,” you whispered, opening your eyes and looking at your father's face. His face betrayed no emotions; he simply focused on bandaging your arm, his usual stoic expression on his face. He showed no ounce of fear, nothing to show that he thought he was going to die. That made you kind of envious. “How do you do it?”
Daryl halted his movements with the bandage, his blue eyes flicking up to meet your gaze. “M'guessin' yer not talkin' 'bout bandagin' someone's arm, are ya?”
You shook your head. “No, I'm not,” you replied in a broken whisper.
“Talk to me, Bean,” Daryl urged you, slowly resuming with the task of bandaging your arm. “Wha's on yer mind?”
You stayed silent for a moment, your eyes straying to the rest of the group. The only thing you could see in the dark was the light that the campfire emitted. The group was seated around the fire, a couple of them laying down to catch some sleep while a couple of others stayed up, mindlessly staring into the fire while others were keeping a cautious eyes on the tree line, trying to see if walkers or the survivors of Terminus were going to attack.
Shifting your attention back to your father, you swallowed deeply, trying to will the lump in your throat to go away. “How are you so brave?”
Daryl frowned in confusion. “Wha'?”
“How are you so brave?” you repeated, diverting your eyes to the ground. “You're not afraid of anything. You weren't scared when the camp at the quarry got overrun. You weren't scared at the CDC. When the farm fell, and then the prison, Terminus... You weren't scared at all. I was. I still am. When the prison fell, I escaped with someone, but he didn't make it long. The walkers got to him. Then I was alone, and I was so scared. I thought I was gonna die out there, alone, without knowing whether or not everyone was alive or not. Then I saw the Terminus maps, and I managed to find my way there, but everything quickly went to crap. I got thrown into that train cart, and I thought I was gonna be killed, but there you were. You were alive and you all had a plan to get out. It was a close call, and I almost got killed, but we got out. Through all of that, you weren't scared. You're so brave, and I'm not. I'm not.”
Daryl tightened the bandage around your arm before he withdrew his hands. He stayed silent for a few moments before he sighed, shaking his head.
“Ya ain't got no idea how wrong ya are,” he started, chuckling slightly at the way you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion—a trait you had inherited from him. “Bean, I was real fuckin' scared. All those times ya mentioned, I was terrified. I jus' put on a brave face fer ya 'cause I know ya needed me to be. When I saw the walkers back at the quarry camp, and I couldn't find ya immediately, I thought the walkers got ya. At the CDC, when tha' asshole wouldn't unlock the door, I thought we were gon' get blown up. I thought tha' my twelve year old lil' girl was gon' die, and there wasn't anythin' I could do to stop it. With the farm and now the prison, I thought ya didn't make it out. I spent the whole time wonderin' if ya were alive. I thought—I thought tha' ya were dead. I was so scared, Bean. I ain't ever been as scared like I was when the prison fell. I felt broken, empty. And then I found ya, but those psychopaths almost killed ya in front of me. I jus'... I can't lose ya. Yer my baby girl, even if yer already fourteen years old. I'd rather die than lose ya again.”
You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around him, sniffling as Daryl wrapped his arms around you tightly. He pressed a kiss to your temple and slightly rocked you from side to side, just like he used to do when you were younger and had just woken up from a nightmare. Being in your father's embrace made you feel safe, like nothing could ever hurt you again. You wished you could always feel that way.
“I love you, Dad,” you whispered softly.
“Love ya too, Bean. More than ya know.” Daryl soon pulled back from the hug and gave you a small smile, and nudged his head in the direction of the campfire. “C'mon, let's head back. Ya need somethin' to eat.”
You nodded and got up, following behind your father as you walked back to the rest of the group. You settled down beside Carl while Daryl sat down next to Rick.
Carl sent you a small smile, nervously fiddling with his hands. “Hey, Y/n. How's your arm?”
You smiled at him and shrugged. “I'll live. I've had worse.”
“Yeah, and yet you're still alive,” Carl replied, still nervously fidgeting with his hands. “You're a badass.”
“Thanks, Carl,” you thanked him. Noticing his fidgeting, but mistaking his nerves for coldness, you grabbed one of his hands and held it in your own. “Here, let me warm your hands for you. My hands are like a furnace.”
You missed the way Carl ducked his head, a blush spreading across his face but he smiled in silent glee. “Yeah, okay.”
As you and Carl silently conversed to yourselves, with Carl staring at you in awe, Daryl watched the two of you closely. His glare rested on his best friend's son and the way he held your hand, and Daryl couldn't help the surge of overprotectiveness that flooded his body. He visibly stiffened, catching Rick's attention.
Rick followed his line of sight and chuckled at what he saw. “Look at that. Young love, huh?”
Daryl glared at Rick. “Yer son better keep his hands off'a her. They're too young to be thinkin'a tha'.”
“Do what you want, Daryl, but if they wanna be together, they're gonna find a way, despite your rules.”
Well, Daryl thought, then he'd just have to bestow the fear of god into the young boy, and make sure that if he ever hurt you, his little girl, walkers would be the least of his problems.
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Wandee Goodday Ep 2 Stray Thoughts
Last week, we finally got a show with Drake and his beautiful eyebrows and ears, and he's playing an ace character, Kao, who is struggling with dating! Our protagonist, Wandee, is a doctor at local hospital and has been crushing on another doctor for eight years. He finally confessed and got crushed before embarrassing himself. He decided to go out and hook up to prove he wasn't vanilla, and drunkenly followed his recent patient Yoryak, a boxer, and somehow succeeded. Thor is also here as Yoryak's brother, and is in a committed gay relationship. I'm having a good time.
Not this man interrupting sex for constant reassurance.
Appreciating the blue to remind us that these guys have dicks.
"Once is enough." I love this man. He's gonna be so embarrassing.
Golf knows what the people need: Thor's tiddies jiggling.
Cher out here a whole liar pretending like he don't like that man's sweat.
Kao has incredible energy. I love him.
I swore when I saw Ter.
He really tried to talk over Dee! I hate him!
That was such a gay snap holy shit.
Ter is horrible. Where are my knives?
Interesting. Cher talks like Yoryak hooks up regularly. Does he care about all of his partners like this?
It's Rain's kidnapper! Danger, Will Robinson! Please don't typecast this man!
Wow, they were already planning to sell porn of them date raping this man.
If this dude comes back later and kidnaps Wandee I will scream.
Watching with @yankeebastard and he complimented the way the show is approaching Yoryak's bisexuality, by showing that he has genuine regard for Taem as a whole person, and reflected on the mild chiding she gave him during his care for Wandee. He sincerely listens to her, and takes what she says seriously even when she isn't around.
I think Oyei's pressure is really well calibrated. It's not too much.
Obligatory Golf cameo at the queer cafe.
Getting emotional about grandmothers again.
David and I are so relieved that we recognized AJ correctly on the first try.
I think it was petty who already wrote about the way Yoryak respects people's boundaries. I love the way he asked if Wandee wanted to do it, and then left on his own when he remembered what Wandee said about hookups.
I'm going to ascend. We got good ground rules for their relationship, and I really love that Yoryak asserted that Wandee needs to use his name. On top of that, we finally have a presumed bottom being clear that he wants his dick played with too.
The lighting department is doing wonders with the contours of their bodies.
I love that Yoryak made it clear that he wants to kiss and it's coming up in their hookups.
Wow, another banger episode. This is definitely the kind of grown content I have wanted out of the genre for a long time. Thank you, Golf Tanwarin. I'm going to be thinking about Yoryak and wondering at what makes him so sensitive to his prospective lovers all week. Let me also state plainly that it feels so important that we acknowledged openly that guys who enjoy taking dick also like to have their dicks played with, too.
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Hii girliee!
Do you mind if i request? If not, then can i request twst (Any dorms, any characters, depends on what you want) trying to play among us? Like it's a game of literal deception and betrayal, the manipulative ones are gonna have the time of their LIVES once the reader introduces Among us
okay I'm going to do brief little thoughts for everyone. my knowledge on among us is limited to the memes from 2020 but I can probably take it from there
➼Ace is so mad every time he doesn't get imposter. and when he does, everyone knows it's him because he gets really cocky about it. keeps trying to get Deuce voted out first by calling him a sussy baka in chat. Riddle asks whoever the imposter is to kill him
➼Deuce is using this experience as a way to refine his critical thinking skills by playing lead detective. gets way too into it. Ace tells him it "isn't that deep" and he gets so mad he quits to yell at him
➼Riddle is killed first and rage quits
➼Cater suggested the game in the first place. always knows who the imposters are first but doesn't share because he wants to draw out the game
➼Trey is AFK. trying to calm down Riddle. he prefers Papa's Pizzeria
➼Leona gets really into it for a solid 10 minutes, is voted out, and then quits
➼Ruggie spends the entire game loudly announcing that he's on the imposter's side and won't turn them in if they tell him who they are. is largely unsuccessful
➼Jack doesn't see the value in a game about being manipulative and dishonest. won't play
➼Azul is LIVING for this. probably the worst imposter to go up against because he is insanely good at strategizing his victory. wins so many times that he's temporarily barred from playing
➼Jade is voted out early on for being suspicious. he's not the imposter, and was covering for Azul. sneaky bastards
➼Floyd is also AFK. got hungry and then forgot he was playing
➼Jamil somehow convinces everyone to vote for Kalim first
➼Kalim isn't even upset about being ejected, and is happily waiting for the next round. continues spamming the chat and following other players around as a ghost
➼Vil is the second casualty. calls the game childish, quits, and then hovers over Epel's shoulder telling him what to do for the rest of the round. plays dress-up flash games to calm down afterwards
➼Epel is just here to attack people. never gets voted for, even when he is the imposter, which drives him mad
➼Rook knows who everyone is already. spends the entire game following people around and openly guessing if they're imposter or not. gets ejected for being suspicious
➼Idia is playing anonymously. wouldn't want to embarrass himself in front of his classmates under his own name, right? always the longest surviving crewmate, wins by completing all the tasks in record time
➼Ortho will occasionally join just to give Idia a real challenge
➼Lilia is running the game and mostly staying out of the way. he would mop the floor with everyone else if he was really trying
➼Sebek hits the emergency meeting button any time anyone gets close to Malleus. is promptly voted out
➼Silver only plays because Lilia insisted he joins the fun. doesn't really understand the point or any of the references everyone is making and stops playing to do homework five minutes in
➼Malleus becomes more interested in hearing you explain the game to him and forgets he's playing entirely. AFK
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Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 28
chapter 47:
1. 😟😶 no one even got to say goodbye. i- WHAT THE HELL??? FUCKING RIDDLE
2. i’m at least happy that remus, james, and pandora can all take care of each other during the games.
3. im actually highly worried about regulus being a death eater. too worried, actually
4. “Regulus realizes it as he sits there, never moving or doing anything at all, just breathing; he isn't scared this time. Not even a bit.”
reg not being scared makes ME scared
5. “He had planned to kiss Remus' mask one last time, and kiss Remus, too.”
of COURSE it’s ALWAYS wolfstar that tips the tears over. why does THAT make me sob???
6. oh shit. it’s a maze
7. “”Come now, surely you wouldn't harm me and little Draco, would you?"
"I'm going to give you one chance to run," Sirius tells her, holding still, "and take little Draco with you."”
LMAOO they both know she’s lying out her ass
8. “It's Mavis and Velvet; they'd done exactly as they promised they would. They found weapons, found each other, and they died together. Their bodies are splayed out on the ground right beside one another, curled close in death like the lovers they were in life.”
oh shit oh shit oh shit i’m starting to cry again. i feel so bad for them, but don’t blame them in the slightest. it’s what i would have done
9. “and there's just this quiet, momentary mourning and respect for two people who loved each other and decided, together, that they would not participate in a game as cruel and sadistic as this one. They went out together, in complete control of their own fate, and they never deserved anything other than a long life full of love.”
crying HARDER. this would be the turning point in the games for me. i shit you not, i’d start teaming up and trying to break out the fucking arena
10. “And then, unprompted, Regulus' voice rings out, nearly snarling. He's addressing the sky, the audience, the Hallows in a low hiss of derision when he declares, "When you take them, you take them together, and know that it's your fault."”
i know i’m quoting this whole little section, but it’s IMPORTANT and it HURTS and everyone in that arena is being human right now instead of trying to survive. they’re all united on the front that they’re human and understand what it meant to love
11. i’m not surprised that the “first” kill of the arena was made by sirius. especially since it was to save regulus
12. WAIT YALL ARE GONNA LAUGH AT ME FOR THIS!!! sirius killed twelve people in the arena the first time. just like how he was blamed for twelve deaths in canon. i. it took me too long to make that connection yall
13. oh CHRIST i forgot that they planned to kill marlene’s parents in front of her right before she went in the arena. i’m so sorry. i want to comfort her
14. “Someday, Riddle is going to fuck with the wrong person, and they're going to slaughter him, and on that day, the whole world is going to shine just a little brighter” 👀 side eye
15. sirius has too much trust in regulus and i understand why and i see that, but BABES you’re so wrong
16. “In fact, they're all eyeing him like they're considering just killing him now so they won't have to deal with the headache he is sure to be. He's so ridiculously fond of each of them, truly.” 😶😑😶 blink blink. my dear. you need therapy
17. i- eli got in the arena and took a GODDAMN NAP- no fucking way. that’s wild y’all
18. regulus hating the rain is so me. and i’m not even exaggerating. reg hates the rain and refuses to go in it. if i get wet from the rain, the second i get indoors, i start having severe panic attacks over getting wet. i don’t blame him in the slightest.
19. y’all. people have really got to stop challenging regulus. he says that he’s gonna kill a person or stab them with a fork or brutally maim them if they kill/insult james or sirius. and every damn time, people still test him. and every time, he goes through with it. why do people not believe him?? he SAID he won’t hesitate
20. the authors notes are literally me on the previous point (19):
“regulus: i am telling you explicitly what i will physically do to you if you do This Thing
everyone else: *does it anyway and is immediately shocked when he follows through*
like??? DOES HE LOOK LIKE THE TYPE OF MAN WHO JOKES??? WHY DOES NO ONE TAKE HIM SERIOUSLY??”
😭😭😭 me fr
remember to respect zar’s wishes and fanfic laws! do not buy fics! do not repost crimson rivers on other sites. please and thank you.
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|| series masterlist || CHAPTER ONE -> PREVIEW ||
parings -> riki nishimura x reader
genre -> non-idol au, school au, hyrbid au
warnings -> n/a
word count -> 1.1k
abstract -> he's perfect how he is... but can maybe change for her.
y/n’s perspective
“Niki, we always do this” I whined as he locked himself in the bathroom. I needed to get him ready for tonight’s party. If I didn’t have to go I wouldn’t… but with my family pushing me into choosing a major in business, they're making me befriend other kids from wealthy families.
“Please… I don’t want to go alone” I begged but he didn’t respond. It was running late and the driver would be here soon… so I might have to go alone today.
I gave up trying to convince him and did the final touches. Grabbing a jacket, fixing my makeup, and grabbing everything I needed.
When I left my room, I couldn’t help but smile.
“You’re gonna go with me?” I asked and he nodded. “I can’t let you go on your own” he muttered and I chuckled. “Besides, look at how forgetful you are,” he said as he pulled my hair roller off my bangs.
“Oh,” I said genuinely forgetting as he laughed at me.
“Do you–” “Yes, I have my tail ring on. I’m ready, now let's go before your dad starts calling”
Riki Nishimura was a stray hybrid I met when I was a kid. We were on a vacation trip to Japan when I saw him. I offered him some food I had on me and he took it from me to eat it like he was starved.
My parents were already wanting to get me a hybrid so I begged them to keep him. In which they reluctantly agreed. However, when we found out he wasn’t a normal black cat hybrid they agreed.
He was a panther hybrid, and so has been with me for years. We grew up together… However, my parents never liked how rowdy he was. Even now they tell me to get another hybrid, one that could join me in dinners, and parties, and one who is overall more well-behaved.
I wasn’t gonna let them replace him. He was my best friend, my number one confidant. Besides… who needs a fancy and well-behaved hybrid? Niki was way more fun!
niki’s perspective
It was the same old party they threw with the same kids as their rich human parents and new collectibles. They liked to collect new hybrids where they’d show them off and then throw them away… but not y/n.
Without her, I probably would still be on the street mistaken for an overgrown cat hybrid. It doesn’t mean I liked being gawked at and set a price on what they’d trade her for me. Of course, she’d never let them... I’ve seen how annoyed and angry she gets and it made me happy she cared so much.
I cared for her too… She was clumsy and an idiot so she needed someone to take care of her. So I'm here… at a stupid party filled with spoiled rich kids.
Not to say she isn't spoiled… she is. However, I never questioned that she loved me. She always makes that clear with everything she does for me.
“Oh! You’re y/n right?” I heard and I saw a girl behind us with what smelled like a bird hybrid. “Mmhm… have we met before?” she asked why I didn’t think so… I would’ve recognized her and her hybrid. “My name–” I didn’t care what she had to say… I just didn’t like how her hybrid kept on staring at me with those eyes of his. What was his problem?
I was cut off from my thoughts when suddenly the topic of discussion became me…
“He’s really pretty and exotic too! I just haven’t heard good things about him, you know?” she said and I had to refrain from growling at her. Who was she to talk right in front of my face about me? And to y/n?
“Jay here is well-behaved! He’s from America you know–” Is that supposed to make him impressive? Congrats bird you’re a pet! “–it's just a shame you know. I wanted a bunny or maybe a cat hybrid” she pouted and I could see his disappointed expression.
“Oh, Niki is really sweet but he’s solitary–” “You should invest in a social hybrid you know?” she cut her off to say. Rude… why would she need another hybrid when she has me?
“I like the way he is, he’s been with me since we were kids so there's no way I could ever replace him like that,” she said and I felt proud.
“I heard about how much you care for him. I guess rumors were true” she said and I knew she was amongst those who talked about why she couldn’t get a nicer and social hybrid who smiles and dotes on her. I do dote on her… and I’m only nice to her. Everyone else was pushing it.
“What is he if I can ask?” she said and y/n only sighed while looking up at me. “He’s a puma hybrid from Japan,” she answered. “Woah! I heard puma hybrids were rare! I thought he was just a cat… makes sense then for how tall he is.” she said as she got closer to me.
“Oh please don’t do that. You’ll make him uncomfortable.” y/n said as I went behind her.
“You should take him to the training you know. It's for the hybrids who need manners… they are opening classes in your university for hybrids'' she said… she stalked y/n to know what university she was in? She needs a life.
“Oh… I know of them. I think he is just fine the way he is” y/n said and she bowed. “If you’ll excuse us,” she said and we walked away from the pair. “She was a bitch” y/n muttered and I laughed. “Calm down, you have an act to uphold,” I said and she sighed. “y/n?” I said and she looked at me with her eyes filled with determination to answer to give me anything I asked for. “Why didn’t you tell me your uni is having hybrid classes?” I asked and she sighed.
“They're mainly about etiquette. She said how to take care of your owner… how to behave in a social setting, etc” and I nodded.
“I want to go,” I said and her eyes widened. “But you're perfect–” “No, I’m not… I caused you a lot of trouble. I heard your dad get mad again this morning. He didn’t want me here because of last time” I said and she shook her head.
“Yah! Don’t do that!” she scolded and I smiled softly.
“Please? You said you would give me anything I asked for. I want to be a better hybrid for you”
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Hiii
Idk if I'm doing this right but I always think about bittersweet trio angst and I really like your stories.
I remember someone talking about boo wanting to leave the boys out of a warped belief of the boys intentions and trying to do the best thing for them.
What if boo actually tried to leave or did, what do you think the boys would do?
I believe this would fall under short stories:3
Stay safe and have a good day くコ:彡
Warped understandings.
Boo wasn't dumb, they saw how both looked at each other longingly. Love was still there and as Seth lovingly said they were the Jolene of the relationship. The homewrecker in a way, even though the door was wide open for anyone to come in. But when talking to Seth that day, they saw how he wanted to be better for Alphonse and he is now. Both Alphonse and Boo can see, it just hurt because Boo knows that Alphonse will forever love Seth. Maybe even more than them?
Boo was a good at fixing things. The bakery, their home, and even the boys were products of it. But after fixing things, you just need to let go of them, yes this will hurt them. But Seth and Alphonse being happy will lighten the sting a bit.
"Boo? Where you a-.....What are you doing?" Alphonse stood in the door way as Boo was packing. Causing the other to pause as they were writing the note they were gonna leave. Hurt wasn't even the word to explain what was on his face, "A...Are you trying to leave?" He uttered with tears in his eyes.
"I....Al-" Boo couldn't think of what to say as their....ex, yes, ex boyfriend stood in front of them. "I got a job offering in another town to see if I wanted to open a bakery there! And I need to stay there for two years to see if my baking's good enough for-" Their paper being snatched form them cut them off.
Alphonse was skimming the note and started to read it a loud, shouting it even. "Alphonse and Seth I know it seems cruel of me to do this but I know this is for them best." Backing away from Boo, who tried to take it back, "You both don't need me anymore and I notice that I'm sorry for coming between you two'?? Boo what the fuck is this???" The commotion caused Seth to hurl down the hall form the kitchen.
"Aye! What ya hollerin' for??" He demanded as he looked between Boo and Alphonse. The former looking nervously at him and the later about to burst down in tears. Seth was so, so confused, what happen? He was just cleaning dishes and-
"Read this!" Paper shoved to him, Seth flipped it over quickly and began to read. What.....What caused Boo to write this?? 'you both don;t need me anymore?' he thought.
"Sugar? your....leaving us?" Wailing with tears coming quickly as he looked pleading to Boo. Then back to the note as it explained, "I know I'm the biggest obstacle you have to overcome before getting together. So to save you the trouble I chose to leave first?? You were just going to leave with a note behind??" Tears and heaving breathing was his answer as he saw Boo start crying.
"I...I just think I'm in the way. You both love and know each other before me I shouldn't stop you from that!" Screaming as they began to wipe furiously at their eyes trying to stop their tears. Why are they crying? This is just going to make it harder on the boys! Long arms yanked them into a hug as Alphonse started to sob in their shoulder.
"Why-Why would you ever feel like that? Boo, no, I wanna be with you don't leave me...Don't leave us!" A struggle to get out of the hold was his answer but Seth locked them in from he other side.
"Sugar, we didn't work out. We know that and I'm happy for both of you don't leave thinking this will fix everything!" Flashbacks to his mother leaving was plaguing his thoughts as he held tightly this time. The person he loves isn't going away that easily this time.
"I...I don't know why I just feel like I should!' Answering as they felt more tears fall, Boo was clutching both boys as they held them tight. All three were sobbing in each other's arms as they talked it through, clearing up this misunderstandings.
"I love you both, I can't imagine one of you leaving to be happy for the other two. It doesn't seem right." Trying to explaining this felt like trying to explain why he felt a pull to the both of them. Seth nodded into Boo's shoulder not wanting to let go, what if they vanish into thin air?
"I struggled with thinking I should leave. And....we all know how that happen. There's something that makes me want to stay with the both of you. So please, sugar. Stay." Begging for them Seth felt more tears fall as Alphonse caressed his head, trying to sooth him. Boo listened to everything, then decided.
"okay, I'll stay. You both wouldn't know what to do with out my anyways." Joking to try to lighten the mood only made them cry in happiness. Boo then started crying again "I'm sorry." Both boys began comforting them and rocking as a group.
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found out while putting together matthias's oc page that his name has the exact same etymology and meaning as theo's name...
i’m sure this is information matthias is very normal about…
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something that's been weighing on my mind ever since learning about the situation with ezra / toonimal is seeing how these predators will take the active hostility that is frequently directed towards minors in online spaces to their advantage and use it to prey on vulnerable children. i think that we as adults in online fandom should probably come together and maybe rethink the language / manner we go about interacting with kids bc clearly the way things are rn is causing active harm.
like obviously, if you're an adult and aren't comfortable with minors interacting with you or your content, you should be allowed to set that boundary and should be vocal about it, ( especially if the content you create isn't safe for them to consume. ) but i don't think talking to them like they're a blight on all that is good and holy is the way to go about it. maybe just saying you're an 18 plus account will suffice, you don't have to tell them to fuck off.
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(i haven't read Whole Cake in a while, and i never really watched it, so bear with me)
I'd love to write a fic with Usopp on Whole Cake. it'd be sooo fucking long and i'd need to refresh myself on the entire arc, but god i'd probably be so satisfied when it's done. specifically for having brought a single moment in my head to life, but we'll get to that.
On Zou, he insists to be taken along on the Sanji rescue team and has worked himself up with a whole bunch of very good reasons as to why he should go there instead of helping in Wano, but of course Luffy just immediately accepts with a "yeah sure"
With Whole Cake, I think he'd be flipping between having fun as part of the idiot trio/quartet (Luffy, Chopper, Carrot), and being terrified with Nami. There wouldn't be that many differences in the arc as a whole, though; some things would be easier/better and some things would be worse- I don't necessarily think Usopp's presence would be overall an advantage or disadvantage, just different. Like, major events would stay mostly the same, but little details would change and maybe those little details would build to a far more drastic change-
for example, maybe one of Big Mom's kids considers themself a great sniper and wants a match with Usopp, or is motivated to work harder because Usopp is around and they want to take him out and boast about it. Maybe it means Sunny takes more damage than canon, or maybe Usopp's help means less damage to Sunny. (idk if i'd really do smth like this, but it's just an example)
skjdhf fuck i'm really not equipped to try and figure this out when i don't remember shit from Whole Cake aaaa
I do know that, despite his penchant for talking and rambling, I'd probably have Usopp be dead silent after his initial shock when Sanji fights Luffy. Everything about that is the same, except Usopp is just watching Sanji the whole time- not panicking, not moving, and not speaking. He doesn't say a word the entire time, doesn't even make a sound, and that, along with Luffy's words and Nami's begging, stick with Sanji.
(Usopp is thinking of his own fight with Luffy in Water 7, he's partially wondering if this was what it was like- if it was this painful to watch from the sidelines- and partially knowing he doesn't have to say a word, because he knew, like he knew back then, that it didn't matter what was said. It wasn't quite the same, but he could tell in the way Sanji moved, in the way he spoke and held himself, that he was putting on a front, trying to be brave in all the wrong ways. Usopp didn't say a word to Sanji because there was nothing he could say that Sanji himself didn't already know. Should've known. And his quiet, direct stare, was more than enough.)
the singular moment i really wanna write, is a scene where Sanji is apologizing for dragging them into his mess- either during the big meeting in Bege's castle or some other time- and Usopp's like "I'll do what you can't, you do what I can't, right?" and Sanji pauses, a little confused, until he remembers Enies Lobby and a stupid mask and cape and-
and tears are gathering in his eyes now, fuck, but he laughs a little. It sounds wet and his face is itchy and they're surrounded by tentative allies, but he- he laughs again and he says, "Fuck, you remembered that?"
Usopp shrugs, a little smile on his face. "They were some wise words from a wise man."
Sanji laughs a third time. "You think I'm wise?"
And they banter a little more before Bege tells them to quit it since they're on a time constraint or something. Quietly, Usopp will ask, "It-it helps. On bad days. And I figured, 'what's a worse day than this?' Ah, not that you getting married would ever be bad per se-"
"Usopp," Sanji says, looking more relaxed and settled. He smiles fondly and grabs his friend in a one armed hug, crushing him to his side. "Thanks."
And yeah, don't remember much beyond that, except the whole "hiding and then busting out of the cake" bit, which would mean Usopp in a cute little tuxedo or smth- maybe with a fedora aaaaaa <- loves fedoras- helping out with the fighting and eventually sailing with everyone to Wano.
He would be so distressed about fixing up Sunny now that the whole thing with Whole Cake is over. Maybe there'd be a gag about him promising Franky to take good care of Sunny while they were gone and being confident, after being Franky's tinkering partner and learning from him over time, that he could handle minor repair work much better than he did the first time around with Merry. And so when he finally takes in all the very-not-minor repairs he has to do, he's certain Franky is gonna strangle him for not keeping his promise. Probably also try to write in some nostalgic 'repairman Usopp' vibes from pre-Water 7.
Also something something, Sanji, wanting to do more for the crew bc he still feels guilty about Whole Cake, decides to take it upon himself to help Usopp not fall into a whole anxiety spiral about the ship. In turn, Usopp ends up helping Sanji not feel so guilty- usually by handing his own words back to him on a silver platter. And, yknow, having the two of them bonding and being buddies again like they so rarely get to be in canon nowadays qwq
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I'm having to rewrite a smut scene in vampire Johnny to better match the vibe of what's going on in the rest of the scene, so here is the cut snippet for those interested:
Because this bed is where Andy and I fucked. It's where we slept. It's where we hid out when the world was too much for us. The last time I saw him had been in this room. Steven's scent, his presence, all felt so out of place. Like a phantom in a faded old photograph.
“Steven -” I murmured, shutting my eyes. “I…I need to change the sheets first. If that's alright.”
Steven gave me a perplexed look then silently rolled himself off of me. I hurried out of the room and went to get fresh linens out of the closet down the hall. Once the sheets were changed, I took them down to the kitchen and put them in the wash so I'd not be bothered by the scent of them anymore. Though a part of me wanted to rip them right back out and keep them safely stowed away in my tomb.
I headed back up to Andy's room and found Steven sprawled on the bed with his hand on his stomach. His face was flushed, and his cock was straining up through his jeans, so I knew he'd been touching himself. Though I wasn't particularly surprised. He'd been randy since I woke up.
I sat myself on top of him and playfully wriggled my arse down until he started to moan. “Yeah? You need it? You need me to touch you?”
Steven let out a desperate sound, and I suddenly realised he was about to come. I wasn't sure how I knew that, exactly, but I figured it was something to do with the binding ritual. Arousal was as intense an emotion as fear was, after all.
I lifted myself up so he could breathe then started tugging my shirt off. The buttons kept slipping from my fingers so I yanked it over my head and onto the floor along with my undershirt. I rolled over onto my back to get my jeans off, but Steven pinned me and began to kiss along my shoulder. I wrapped my legs around him with a loud moan then tilted my head to the side so he could have better access to my neck.
The two small scars there, from where I was turned, were especially sensitive, and when Steven sank his teeth into them, I felt my eyes roll back. My cock let out a sudden jet of precome, and I frantically twisted myself up against him for more.
“Fuck -” A loud buzzing started up in my ears when he did it again, and I blindly tore at my jeans until they were out of the way. I tried to get a hand around my cock, but Steven knocked it away. “I gotta - I gotta come.”
Steven gave me a knowing look as he slid down between my thighs. He pressed his tongue right against my slit, and I couldn’t push him away. I couldn't do anything. My neck was burning. My stomach was tight. I was so fuckin’ close -
“Oh fuck! Fuck, fuck!”
Steven wrapped his mouth around me as I began to come, and in no time at all he started to go lax and loose. I shakily wiped up the mess dripping from his lips and sighed.
“I told you not to do that, didn't I?” I rumbled, my body still trembling. My cock hadn't gone soft yet, either, and I gave it a few slow pulls just to tease myself. “Just look at the state you're in.”
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Oh hey actually I can't do some of the stuff till after my dad leaves for his night shift (ya know to make sure I don't hold him up and stuff) so I have bit of time so I have two thoughts to share right now!
I'm seeing an increase of 'Mangle in the Pizzaplex' art and stuff in the tags and it's really funny that my brain sometimes jumps at it like "QUICK!!! You NEED to make your Mangle stuff NOW otherwise everyone's gonna think you're copying or be so bored of seeing her no one will like it!" Like bro. Who cares? Who gives a shit? No one is ever going to make a Mangle like mine and I'm never gonna make a Mangle like anyone else's that's how it works. Literally who give a shit lmao calm down it's all fun to see
On another note, I've also been seeing a lot of dogs chewing through raw carrots so I've decided that Meteors Roxy also does that. Just sits there cronching her way through either a carrot or an apple or something, no thoughts head empty to unwind a bit. She deserves it
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And maybe you'll be like "but if you don't trust businesses, how can you trust welfare?"
I fucking don't. My mom trying to get on food stamps fucked me up because a lady I never met without my permission got my SSN from my mom and started editing my files. My heart still races to this very second whenever I think about it, it kinda messed me up bad and I'll never ever ever see any kind of recourse
And I'm terrified that I'm gonna lose my medicaid just cause I inherited some money from my grandpa
And I've never even applied for disability cause it kinda doesn't matter finding out if I'd qualify or not cause of my depression, when the rules are so restrictive I don't know if I've even be allowed to keep my house
I do not fucking trust these things on a personal level. I feel like out of a lot of people I have the most to fear from them cause I'm on the edge of having things work, and that gets you punished
...but I need medicaid in order to have insurance (and when you strip out the finance side of medicaid, I love medicaid... they're honestly incredible insurance... I just... I just... dental is like 90% of why medicaid is so important to me, ever since I found out this state pays for it I've actually been able to do cleanings which is important to me cause I can't always get myself to brush)
And I think things like disability and food stamps are pretty damn important on a personal level, and honestly are also good for the economy cause they get people spending... it's practically a free cash infusion into the economy, cause these are people who need to buy stuff
There's just so much important stuff welfare does that it's worth dealing with government
No, what I want is more accountability so if someone gets my SSN from a 3rd party like my mom they're held to HIPPA styles standards where that's not ok to access my files without my permission (She changed my fucking address and tried to get medicaid to investigate me for fraud! Never even met me)
Like have some accountability there and in every situation
Secondly I want less punitive focused rules. I'd frankly prefer bezos get on disability than smack down some poor sod cause they got $2000 in the bank or cause their friend lets them live with them for free
If there's gonna be a cut off on these programs, it needs to be a solid step above the poverty line, cause... by definition I assume poverty line denotes kinda the minimum expected income people can reasonably live off of, and if you take away benefits people are gonna lose a chunk of money to covering that stuff themself, so you need a buffer before you kick people off
I don't fucking trust the government for a second, I've actively been fucked by them and on a personal level I avoid everything but medicaid and only that cause everything but the money is pleasant to deal with and I kinda need it (honestly if I was rich I'm not even kidding that I'd rather give medicaid like $400 a month than some insurance company, I sincerely like them as insurance)
But I'd trust them a lot more if they were less punitive, less out to hunt me down and gut me cause someone handed me a fiver or cause I started to get on my feet, and if government employees had concrete rules they had to follow that were actually transparent and enforced
Like 90% of my problems with welfare go away if they're held accountable and there's less "catch the welfare cheats" mentality going around
I don't trust the government in the slightest, but sadly there some jobs it kinda has to do, so I'd just rather force it to be an open book where the public can keep an eye on it and if they step out of line there's consequences (sort of like I don't trust most mega corps but happen to sometimes need stuff from them... did you know literally every cell service provider has been illegally selling shit like your location data to random people like bounty hunters, and the FCC just slapped them with a fine that's 0.02% of their yearly incomes and debated even doing that? I even can offer a source on that)
...I don't trust much of any authority cause they constantly fail me and kinda screw me. Don't trust doctors either, but I still gotta go to them, you know? ...they're just... they're real bad at listening... so many systems need systemic change
(You know who I really don't trust is the cops. I could point to so many examples. My uncle doesn't trust cops either, and he's an ex Fire and SWAT paramedic, he worked with them and we still got into a long conversation where he basically tore into them far better than I can)
(I don't trust authority that's not accountable)
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I changed my mind. Hater behavior is undeserved, when it comes to works, & idgaf about holding creators accountable when their games are mid, anymore.
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