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furuyalover · 15 hours

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taking care of him at a party

— ft. atsumu miya

AN: just a lil sum while i work my music event drabbles 🤍 also this was soo fun to write so pls request any other characters i should do this for !

your roommate was throwing a party in your shared house, and it was fun at first. however your social battery was running kind of low, and you felt like taking a break anyways. “hey im a little beat, but if you need anything i’ll be in my room” you tell your friend and then you make your way to your room.

you lie down on your bed, and decide to maybe take a small nap to help you feel better. but not even 15 minutes into your nap you hear a soft knock on your door. “come in” you groan, as you readjust yourself so that you can sit up and see whoever’s at your door, expecting your roommate needing assistance with something for the party. but to your surprise, your greeting by three familiar faces, one being a very drunk atsumu miya.

being practically held him by his twin brother and good friend suna, the former embarrassingly says “y/n im so sorry for barging in, but is it ok if we let atsumu take a break here? every other room was occupied and your roommate told us to try here” atsumu was smashed, you could tell that he was shitfaced and it was more like osamu & suna who needed the break.

“what? ok sure yeah whatever. just lay him down over there i guess.” too tired to really even refute their request, you instruct the two to carry their drunken friend on the side of your bed opposite of you. this is where you decide it’s probably time for you to turn in for the night.

you leave atsumu to rest on your bed, and head into your bathroom to change, shower, and what not to get ready for bed. by the time you’re done you chuckle to yourself when you see atsumu is still knocked out on your bed. admittedly, you found it kind of cute to see him like this. peacefully asleep, in his natural state, a change of pace from his usual loud and brash personality, it didn’t help that he was in your bed as well. after placing a glass of water and some tylenol and advil on the nightstand next to him, you sit on your side of your bed and start mindlessly scrolling on your phone.

you text your roommate, updating them on the wild situation you found yourself in. “y/n are u fr rn? this is like the perfect chance for u to confess to him hello??” a smile forms on your face after reading that text, “bro what hell no. that’s so awkward 😭” “ur trippin, worst case scenario u can tell him u we’re js drunk” rolling your eyes at that suggestion, you exit your texts and go back to your scrolling.

a few minutes go by and you feel atsumu shifting in your bed, followed by a slight groan. “oh god where am i” he groans as he rolls over, rubbing his eyes, to face this mysterious figure sat beside him.

“well you’re not downstairs getting shitfaced that’s for sure” you snark with a small chuckle, slightly admiring how cute he looks with his messy hair and flushed face. “oh shit! y/n! is this your room? oh my god did we..?” amused by his slight panic you reassured him that nothing happened, “no no don’t worry, you were absolutely plastered so suna and your brother dropped you off here so you could rest. there’s some tylenol next to you, you should really take some”

she’s such an angel wow, he thought to himself as he took the pain relievers you so kindly prepared for him. “god those assholes, sorry you had to deal with that” he quietly, almost embarrassingly apologizes. giggling at his annoyance you assure him it’s fine and that it’s not a big deal. but then the gears start turning in your head a bit, as you start to develop a lil plan to semi-confess to him.

“the party isn’t probably gonna end for another few hours, so if you want you can just crash here if you want. i can just sleep on the couch or something” almost immediately, a grin plasters on atsumus face, and his usually cocky self is back just like that. “i mean that’s rather rude ya know? i wouldn’t want such an angel who had to take care of a drunken asshole to sleep on the couch. you should probably just sleep in your own bed” he grins as he runs his hands through his messy blonde hair, this bitch knows exactly what he’s doing, you think to yourself.

despite a very obvious blush creeping up on your face you respond, “yeah well i’d feel bad if you had to stay on the couch” scoffing, faking offense to your comment “who said anything about me on the couch? plus i heard cuddling is good for hangovers.” OH HOW I HATE HIM. rolling your eyes you playfully act annoyed, but you couldn’t be any happier

“hm well i always wanted to cuddle with that dumbass from the volleyball team who i have a crush on” you retort with a light laugh. now it’s his turn to blush, already flushed from the alcohol he is now redder than before. “when exactly were you planning on tellling this handsome and talented dumbass?” despite the confident demeanor he was definitely screaming on the inside.

“i figured now would be a good time, but who said anything about handsome and talented.” you reply as you side eye him, but he just can’t help but smile right at you. “so we’re definitely cuddling right?” he asks with a heartful, genuine smile. not being able to deny this lover boy’s smile or even him in general, i mean you’ve liked him for months now, you roll your eyes and respond “ok fine i guess whatever, but find some clothes to change into and take a shower” you laugh as you playfully hit him on his shoulder.

“on it.” he gets up heading downstairs to see if any of his friends have extra clothes they can get him, and to of course tell them about his crush on you. “shit finally, it’s about time you told her you liked her, osamu you owe me $10 and some food” “ok fine suna whatever, but you owe me $5 since he did it while he was drunk.” yes these mfs placed bets on you guys confessing to each other.

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pyrotechnicdarts · 2 years

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wip of That Scene from left of the dial

#archive 81 #a81 #left of the dial #static man #nicholas waters #statnick #lotd #and he carried him like a person. oh my god he carried him like a person #also i like to think that being made out of static makes you very light. which is why nicks flimsy nerd arms are able to carry stat at all #anyway nicholas waters you need to kiss this man NOW #my art

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youremyonlyhope · 1 year

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Weird intense sertraline dreams are super real side effect.

#zoloft #sertraline #i just took a nap from like 9pm-ish to 11pm #i had a dream with a whole bunch of youtubers in it and i have no clue why #i think i made up like half of them just from names i've heard while others were people i either still watch or just used to watch #and there were LEVELS to this dream that i didn't even fully realize until like 30 minutes after waking up #like one youtuber was being called by another name yet they still had drama with another who was there #and it took me remembering the dream to realize that that drama was somewhat real but the different name made me not notice at first #it was WEIRD. also at one point i was living in like a campus or something but there were different climates like every 20 feet #like snow but also multiple pools and a weird like rollercoaster but you walk/slide in it... this is vaguely still coming back to me #also a weird sauna i was in then someone helped me out of it #and LITERALLY as if i was playing the sims i felt my consciousness almost like press buttons to change the POV #and the 'camera' left my eyes and moved to the outside of the sauna so i watched the person carry my sleeping body out #and i'm just NOW remembering that part and being like... what... i mean i literally intentionally changed the camera controls of my dream #guys i am hennaing my hair i was supposed to rinse it out at like 10:30ish but slept through that so i've had it in for an extra hour #which is fine. i like the more intense color. but i've been slowly remembering bits and pieces of this dream #for the last 45 minutes and it's so weird i need to somewhat document it #because it was like 4 different plotlines and the youtuber one was only one of them and the campus thing was another #oh my god i just remembered clark baxtresser from starkid was in the campus part and he was singing and i was like chasing him #through the rollercoaster (or maybe just sliding behind him?) and singing along and i think i dreamt that part due to VHS Christmas Carol #that JUST came back to me. that was such a weird aspect. i think i thought it was weird even in the moment.#i haven't remembered most of the weird sertraline dreams so i'm glad i put down bits of this one

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basurachan · 1 year

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Lord, prepare me

For the shadows

For the sparrows

At my window

#pillar of truth by lucy dacus is now a takaeishi song #can't stop won't stop appropriating sad gay girl music for the birdmen agenda #one day i will make fanart for these 2 i swear #birdmen #takaeishi #takayama sou #karasuma eishi #i the anchor i'm slowly sinking into darkness yet unknown #but the fading light around me is full of faces who carry my name????#oh i tried to be a second coming and if i was nobody knew #IF MY THROAT CAN'T SING THEN MY SOUL SCREAMS OUT TO YOU #honestly in my head this is takayama's pov on eishi #like sou is so isolated and is drifting further away ready to relinquish himself to his cosmic destiny #but eishi is the only one who tries to keep him #the only one with the guts to express how much he values takayama as a real person and as a friend #while takayama seems more likable and popular it's really eishi who overshadows him as a leader and strong voice #and takayama's always had full trust in eishi he'd be down for anything he'd decide like that's his pillar of truth fr #and now this song got me angsty thinking about the possibility of sou outliving eishi in his ascendence to the cosmic divine #kinda like twilight sparkle outliving the rest of the mane 6 after also becoming a god #birdmen is just like mlp: friendship is magic fr

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themyscirah · 1 month

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Started thinking about the Amanda Waller + Ben Turner relationship again.... fuck, I'm gonna need a minute

#I JUST- SHDIAUDJSHDSHEYEYRYRYRY guys. guys #i know none of you see my vision and thats okay. i will make you see my vision. i will force you to see my vision. i will-#like jesus fucking christ oh my god. its so interesting and gives me so many emotions and just!!!#i know im not making sense bc none of my moots are sui sq fans and also like half of the content fucking me up specifically here is in my #head because i cant stop thinking about my absolute power fix it au but like!!!!!!!#also the fact i have a fix it for a comic that isnt out yet is so funny to me. its literally fucking real though. god knows we need it #may my own content carry me through the dark times (extreme villain waller arc)#anyways this fucks me up so bad you dont even know. someday ill actually explain it #dc hire me to write a suicide squad ongoing PLEASE. i could do it so good it would be so fucking good dc PLEASE 😭😭😭😭😭😭#also like this isnt me shipping them btw. like 110% not that. just to clarify.#i wouldnt even call it a friendship bc like. theyre not friends really. he has the most equal dynamic with her i would say but it still isnt #equal. shes v much his boss even though they have an understanding and respect there #like she believes and trusts in him much more than anybody really even himself. like she sees the good man and the leader even when he #doesnt. but she isnt nice about it. and there is a lot of conflict between them when there needs to be #like as much as ben is “wallers man”--the team leader she wanted from the beginning before rick flagg pushed his way in #ben i would say is still a very moral person even when lost and unsure of himself and his goodness (which is like one of his main things)#like i feel like while amanda can lean very into a “the ends justify the means” mindset in her worse moments and do bad things to get #herself out of a corner ben has like a deep and meaningful understanding of how the choices of your methods and how you act can weigh on you #like even though he was brainwashed and whatnot (thats still the story right? i cant remember) he holds a lot of guilt and baggage over his #actions and i think is able to temper amanda's worse tendencies in terms of that by calling her out when he recognizes that behavior #idk. i just really think that amanda waller and the suicide squad as a whole has lost its way without a more moral authority presence there.#like someone who can call her out and keep them more on track. which i really thing ben is and could be #i just very much am interested in their dynamic and how that would look like as equals and how i think they could help each other.#which ofc is what my wip is about and revolves around #blah #sui sq

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bunnyb34r · 4 months

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Two medium, two topping, pizzas should not cost $50 with tip 😭 wtf is this shit

#marquilla #i mean mom got extra everything on hers so it was a full $7 more but like come on man 😭 its not even good pizza #the place that makes actual handmade pizzas with (nasty to me) Wisconsin cheese and is CHEAPER actually is carry out only #and mom said 'fuck that ill get what youre getting i guess :( '#it's $50 including the tip idk if i was clear there #i add 'please' every time i add a request lol like 'make the meat crispy please' 'side door please' bc im overly polite (try ordering at a #sit down restaurant with me ill put you to shame with all my pleases) and i just hope that we dont get a stalker delivery guy bc of that #again. we had one guy who would recognize our name on the order and volunteer to deliver it himself 😬 stopped getting it there for ab a #year at least after that hoping to wait him out...#anyway i put please after every special instruction thing bc i know they get treated like shit and i wanna not be another asshole #oh i remember why he kept delivering to us like that it was bc i said please and i put in the delivery instructions #to have a nice day or 'drive safe' and he thought that was so nice. like well im a nice person... and i want you to deliver my pizza w/o #you risking an accident trying to be quick like dominos (look up why it's no longer 30 min or less)#dominos is such nasty ass pizza too omg sgsggsgs we got it ONCE bc DogCousin likes it and god never again #it was like $70 or something for 3 people yuck id rather nasty ass papa Johns cardboard shit than that #anyway shshshhs

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givemeuniversalcrossovers · 2 years

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Ngl since the collectors true form reveal I can't think of anything else but teaching him earth games to play like Snap and happy families and Uno and Monopoly, Picturica, and human playground games like bulldog or taking him 'on a bear hunt' or climbing trees and just urg I wanna little brother the shit outta him like hello yes baby o'clock ur my little brother now I wanna show u games and tell you its okay if you don't wanna play a game anymore cause you're not having fun and ur getting frustrated and that's okay we all sometimes don't like games and get mad especially it we're losing its really infuriating sometimes but that's okay let me know and we can stop whenever so you don't need to feel overwhelmed and ill tell you a secret my family never finished a game of monopoly yup never, so I've never won a game of monopoly either and that's okay and I'll pick you up to carry you away to sit and be calm and we could have an apple juice together and a little snackie sandwich and when ur tired and sleepy (if the collector even gets sleepy(lmao I know I will eventually)) ill pick you up and take you to bed and ready you a silly little earth bed time story and tuck you in and go to sleep myself.

Like that's a whole ass baby and like wow big sibling instinct kicking in HARD

#TOH spoilers #The collector #TOH collector #I just wanna play games with him #I know in reality it would be very exhausting and very hard to actually play games with him and probably dangerous #But God dammit he's just a lil kid and I think if you taught him the rules and told him to be gentle and that no cheating he'd understand?#Like if you treat him gently and like a friend but also firm while being respectful and kind to him I think he'd listen #He'd probably appreciate a friend who like genuinely has patience for him and treats him well #I wanna teach him how to play snap and watch him be both confused and intrigued and to have matching cards down and watch him realise oh!#And then let him snap and take those cards yes I knew they matched but he's still learning and him accuse me of letting him get that #And id say yea I did know they matched but I know you're still getting the hang of this game #But when you get the hang of it I won't go easy on you #And like see him smile cause like I want him to learn the game and have fun not just use my knowledge of the game to win win win #I also wanna just carry him around when he gets sleepy like the lil baby he is just passed out l #Hello Dana please next season just lmao have another star child/person from collectors dimension show up even more powerful and deranged #But they're just like there you are little brother we've been looking for you and pick him up as he complains he's still playing noooo #And they just carry him away like a toddler taken away from the play park by their older sibling or mother and its like *panic*#Cause holy shit we would've been fucked had mum not stepped in what the fuck #Maybe she reverses all the damage too like tsk tsk Collector you really made a mess oh my little man he's so imaginative so proud of you #Wow I'm getting attached to figurative space mommy #He leaves and King is left waving bye cause maybe they were friends #And everything is back to normal finally? And safe

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adammilligan · 2 years

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wait sooooo how many years WERE there in between the creation of michael and the creation of lucifer. how many years did michael spend being the only one of his kind. maybe that's why he's so distant about it when it comes to any love he has for the other archangels. none of them or the angels for that matter have ever known what it is to be alone like that. michael might not have been actually alone because god and the darkness were there and maybe he wouldn't even recognize the loneliness for what it was back then because it was all he ever knew and he had nothing else to go off of and he WAS created to be a good soldier and loyal son so maybe it never even occured to him. but maybe after everything when it's just him and adam down in the cage and all the other archangels are dead he's like ah. so that's what that was

#thinking about the diner scene and how he says. my brothers are dead. my father never returned. in so many ways i'm alone.#and how the line about his brothers is such a contrast from the way he actually acts?#the only one he seems to have strong feelings about or loves at all is lucifer #and even then. he berates him every chance he gets he locked him in the cage he calls him a monster he refused to walk off the chessboard #with him. etc etc. he seems to hate him much more than he ever loved him #and he never even makes mention of the other two outside that one single line!#and i'm kind of wondering if it's because he has the unique position he does. because he knows what existence was like without them #to them michael has always been a fixed position in their lives. the perfect soldier. the good son. even when he was playing the role of #big brother those two characteristics would've taken precedence. but michael watched them be created! he knew what life was like #without them. god (and the darkness) was the only fixed position in his life.#so maybe that distance comes as a result of that. because none of them have ever carried a fixed position in his life like god has #and it makes swan song so interesting. because lucifer WAS ready to throw everything away for him! he DID want to walk off the chessboard #with him! but michael barely even considers it. he fully rejects the idea. he's lived an existence without lucifer before #and if doing so again brings god back? brings paradise about? hell yeah he'll kill him! raising him be damned!#imo it also kind of sheds some light on his line 'you are no longer a part of this story!'#because it's like oh you ADMIT this is a story? one that ends with you killing the brother you raised? for your father?#for the one person you've never known life without?#ahem. anyway. sorry it's 9 am #kate rambles #michael

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jemmo · 2 years

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YOU CANT DO THAT TO MY SHIN NO NOT MY LIL BALL OF SUNSHINE SHIN

#minato get out here we need to have words #I’m a mess I can’t believe he just flat out rejected him #and shin took it so hard but so well that speech was beautiful I fucking sobbed #the way he held his face so gently and said he was the only person he’d ever love I mean COME ON #and them both crying like fuck I was just chanting in my head go after him go after him #but he didn’t and then I just cried more #i hate it here I just want my fluff back #but I get it minato is a perpetual coward that can’t face his feelings and shin makes him have to face them #and it fucking hurts that he chose cowardice over shin but fuck I get it #i get not being brave enough when shin is all boldness and forwardness and bravery it’s so much to handle and take in and accept #but fuck I hate seeing him hurt like that #and I hate even more that he took it with such sweetness and grace bc it shows just how much he adores and respects minato #respects his choice even when that choice hurts them both that’s fucking true love #and that’s what makes his feelings so much different to how minato feels for Sakuma #that’s the difference between a childhood crush and a true first love you’ll carry with you forever #oh god I love this show #minato shouji coin laundry

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clementinecoastline · 2 years

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usuri and kyoutani for the ask game!

IM SO SORRY I THOUGHT I POSTED THIS BUT NO I JUST KEPT IT IN MY DRAFTS ACCIDENTALLY

these were wonderful choices LMFAOOO so without further ado...

usuri!

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bingo!

they are so cool looking: okay well. he's not like. COOL looking but i love his design and his little devious grins and the way his eyes look scary enough for it to be his current concern! great job furudate!

they're deeper than they seem: okay i might be a little bit off with this one, but it’s partly because the fandom doesn’t really seem to care about him or read into him much! and I think he’s more interesting than people think he is! and i like his motivations past just winning so... i marked it LMAO

they work better as part of a dynamic: YEAH him and the entirety of mujinazaka but specifically kiryuu!!!! his dynamic with kiryuu is so interesting and honestly i think this box applies to EVERY haikyuu character because the show is so clearly defined by interpersonal and intrateam dynamics! but usuri is so interesting in the way he trusts kiryuu and works with his team and dskhfdskjh.

they’ve never done anything wrong in their life <33: untrue but his puppy dog eyes make me check the box anyways. i am simply mortal i cannot resist.

if they were real i would be afraid of them: HES SO CUNNING AND DISCERNING I WOULD BE SO SCARED OF HIM. i almost checked the marry box because i would want him on my side honestly.

didn’t get enough screen time: self explanatory because he’s a background character’s background character!!! actually i think he was around enough to serve his purpose (which is why i didnt check wasted potential) and make his mark but! still i wish he was around MORE

i want to carry them in a handbag like a little dog: self explanatory. he’d be the bitchiest little dog ever. accurate small dog personality.

they got done DIRTY by fans: GIVE HIM MORE ATTENTION HES LIKE. PERFECT LOVABLE CHARACTER MATERIAL. adorable cunning little bastard??? hello??? hes so fun and funny and sdkjfhjksdh he deserves MORE. he deserves fics and hcs about his shenanigans and fun art and!!! the fandom needs to do better smh

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if they were real i would be afraid of them: yeah probably. im no yahaba LMFAOOO. he’d glare at me and i’d be like !!!! but also maybe not because i’d probably get too annoyed at his rudeness to spend much time being scared...

they’re deeper than they seem: i think that he’s more than just a brat and the fandom doesn’t want to see that... his love for volleyball but issues with teamwork and how essential it is to the game... the way he never gives up on it to the point of going to community teams to play... the way he tries again and learns!!! moves forward!! tries for himself and other people!!!! (segue to)

they got done DIRTY by fans: i dont even know what the fandom thinks is up with kyoutani bc like. yeah. it’s definitely not what kyoutani’s actually like.

i want to carry them in a handbag like a tiny dog: literally mad DOG. also like i said for usuri, kyoutani’s ALSO perfect tiny dog material. absolute brat!!! barks all the time! pisses people off!

they work better as part of a dynamic: YEAH. him and all of seijoh. him and oikawa. HIM AND YAHABA. like i said this applies for basically every haikyuu character. the way kyoutani and yahaba bounce off of each other is so fun and great and the way they push each other forward...

why do they look like that: kyoutani im sorry but you look sooo stupid. it’s the truth. god bless.

#this isnt kyoutani bashing i love him #and i dont think that hes just a jerk #but he was so annoying to people it was hilarious #also i think he gets like. poor little meow meow'ed too sometimes #like im all for kyoutani angst i love it but #he does in fact have a personality LMFAOO #also i want to carry every haikyuu character in a hand bag i would check that box every time #sorry i talked so much #ty to the asker!! this was fun #usuri michiru #kyoutani kentarou #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #hq #clem's corner #OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO TAG ALL OF MY RECENT POSTS WITH THAT #not that theyd show up in the search anyways... @tumblr pls fix the tagging system

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knight-gwaine · 1 month

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So like I know when I get a crush on someone that shit be for a MINUTE, give or take from like 6 months to 3 years okay.

But like I'm sittin here like wow, not only do I like this lil man's and he LIKES me enough to be my partner but like a solid two months in of hanging out consistently and I still like him and have yet to see any major red flags?? And he too enjoys my presence and my friends and life???

What did a bestie say man, new healthy relationship for the first time in my life be blowing my mind. THIS IS WHAT THEY MEANT WHEN THEY SAID IT SHOULD FEEL EASY???? BRO. 🤯

#where else am i supposed to get excited about something as simple as that #duh my sweet diary oh tumblr #all my nonsense for the internet to read #personal #BUT HONESTLY GUYS #LIKE HE IS ALL THE GOOD THINGS IN MY EXES WITHOUT THE BAD???#and i can tell him about the bad in my last relationships and hes such a pure good boy that hes like #why would someone ever do that???#BABY IDKKKK BUT IT FEELS SO NATURAL FOR PEOPLE TO BE A DICK TO ME NOW SO U A SHOCK BOO THANG #this lil bean of a man has like no relationship baggage hes carrying around needing to unlearn #thank god because IVE GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH FOR THE BOTH OF US #but sheesh hes so good about it im truly shook i never done found #a partner #u know what im sayin ive had situationships #ive had a boyfriend #but not.. 👀 a partner #and he be ON MY TEAM Y'ALL #i am on HIS TEAM #ugh too cute too sweet im here for it

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pointsfortrying · 7 months

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i think that if someone tells you one of their fav characters is '-insert character-' and you just start ranting about how much you hate said character that just makes you an asshole

#rye rambles #rye rants #vent #no but because i keep thinking about it like.#you can not like a characters like??#that's totally fine???#but like???#me in reply to a thing: oh yeah i've been writing him/fan of him for over a year now so it was nice to see more of him in recent stuff :]#this person: lmao lol i hate that guy i think he should die in canon already / he's awful / never show me your stuff on him-- etc.#like.#legitimately flabbergasted #i just went 'that's mean' and carried on the conversation bc we were in a group but jesus fdskljsdf #i do wish people a very reading comprehension before balantly mischaracterizing and then detesting #like. i get it. i do #but to my god damn Face---#sighs.#i wish i could block someone irl so bad fdslkjsd #life would be so much easier if i just liked the fandom favourites also but at the same time. heehoo #character exploration of complex characters and their inherent tragedy and the conflict of morals duty n expression #when the character is complicated to define for varying reasons that one can explore in depth #smnth smnth. insert the whole 'protagonists does not mean heroes and antagonist does not mean villain' conversation #i like when the story is interesting and has room for analysis #<- they are being incredibly passive aggressive over something that doesn't matter / incredibly contexual but let them have this fsdkjdfssd #<- they had long week of many negative social interactions n having the blorbos be part of one was just unexpected---#inserts the. arent you tired of being nice don't you want to go apeshit/i want other people to be nice meme

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ruined-keyboard · 10 months

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i am in Rage Mode and my body is Alert

#im thinking about that green bitch again and his stupid self centeredness #makes me want to scream #not to be an An Tie on main but. oh my god #some things maybe. should not be praised #i think Teck No Dad deserves better than Green Boy #wil is screaming #<- new venting rage tag btw #idk how often ill use it or if ill remember it #im just. ugh #we also just need sleep but in the brain we are enraged tm #might make a simplyplural channel for this. to yell about how we feel #bc we're so AAAAAAA #it's just like. whyyyy #i dont WANT to see people supporting that man!!#he's been called out over and over #at least ADMIT you're liking him in spite of that stuff #or admit that you could be supporting a terrible person #if u admit it to urself/others while sharing the content then i think its. better than ignoring it #i would say better than nothing but id rather see less content about him so nothing WOULD be better i think #ok im done. carry on :)#ree blogs are off again bc i know how That Fandom Can Be t-t

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tojirights · 3 months

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Prompt “❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜” with alastor :3

Likke reader has been with multiple people but alastor is the first person to make her cum 0.0

prompt: Hii I really like your work! Can you do face sitting with alastor like reader mentions that she wants to sit on alastor face to angel and alastor overhears or angels says outlook to husk while his wasted thank youu

a/n: combining these two prompts!! ^ thinking maybe alastor overhears you talking with angel about your woes and offers to uhhh assist 👀

"the guys down here suck, angel." you sigh, sitting next to angel in the hotel lounge. you crack open your beer and hand him one as well. "yer tellin' me, babe." he chuckles. "whats got ya worked up this tIme?" he hums, reaching an arm around your shoulders. "thats the thing! nothing!" you groan, leaning into his body. "you know how many times i've tried hooking up with someone just for them to bust in 30 seconds and rub my inner thigh?" angel almost chokes on his drink.

"they're the worst. no one down here has been able to make me cum but myself." you mutter, taking a sip of your drink. "who do you want, hm?" angel asks. "maybe i can hook ya up with someone good." he wiggles his eyebrows, earning a giggle from you. the alcohol is making you feel a little brave, so with a sigh, you let your words free. "y'know who i think about all the time?" angel's eyes widen with interest, anticipation building.

"alastor..." you admit for the first time out loud. angel does choke on his drink this time before he laughs. "bitch! the radio demon?!" he barely contains his cackle. "stop! i mean, have you seen him? god, angel. i'd get down on my knees and bark if he told me to. i wanna sit on his face, hold onto his antlers for support. ughh, he's so hot." you whine into angel's chest, embarrasmemt finally setting in. angel tries to contain himself, but you've never said something so out of pocket but also very relatable.

unbeknownst to you, alastor stands not far behind you, his ears twitching as he listens in. a part of him does feel a tinge of guilt for listening, but you'd be quieter if you didn't want anyone to hear you. "well now, isn't that interesting?" alastor's voice makes you jump, almost tossing your beer straight onto angel. "oh fuck..." angel all but pushes you over in an attempt to get away.

"oh my god. alastor i'm so sorry, i was just-" you scramble to defend yourself, but alastor puts his staff under your chin to raise your eyes to his. "what was that you said about wanting to... sit on my face? about these worthless little demons not knowing how to treat a woman?" the sultry tone in his voice has you clenching your thighs together, which you blame on the alcohol swirling in your gut. you laugh awkwardly, trying to brush this off as alastor teasing you but there's a look in his eyes that tells you he's dead serious. "it's nothing! just venting some frustrations, that's all."

your eyes are a dead giveaway, desire flooding them as you peer up at alastor. "why don't you accompany me to my room for the evening, darling? we wouldn't want these inexperienced fools to try and make a move now, would we?" he extends his hand, and you decide to throw caution to the wind. standing, you let him pull you close. "blow my mind, radio boy." you whisper, watching alastor's eyes darken and his smirk grow. alastor uses the shadows, leading you straight to his room in a mere moment.

your heart rate sky rockets, realization hitting your gut as you start to strip. "how long has it been?" he asks, picking you up with ease and carrying you to the bed. "w-what?" you hesistate, watching as alastor ushers you to climb on top of him. "since someone else made you cum?" you swallow, straddling his chest. "i don't even remember al..." alastor's hands come around to grip your ass and pull you forward. with a gasp, you brace yourself on the headboard and then the feeling of alastor's tongue immediately has your brain turning to mush.

it's dizzying, the slide of his tongue up and down your slit was already far better than anything you've experienced in such a long time. "o-oh fuck." your body shudders, barely being able to hold still. alastor's tongue dips passed your entrance, lapping up your juices like a man starving. you already feel that familiar coil in your stomach forming, threatening to snap all over alastor's face. "that's, oh god alastor, that's so good." you moan, gripping tighter on the headboard as your hips start to stutter on their own.

then, you feel alastor's hands on your ass start to push and pull you, forcing your cunt to slide over his tongue. "y-you, i'm gonna-" you can't even think straight, pleasure blinding you to anything else happening in the entire world. alastor hums against your clit, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth and that's it, you're cumming hard enough that your vision goes dark and tears well in your eyes.

you're shaking, barely being able to breathe as alastor's tongue runs lazy circles over your still sensitive clit to ride out your orgasm. before you're fully recovered, alastor quickly flips you onto your back and his fingers find your puffy pussy. "you have no idea the honor it is to be the only one to see you like this, my dear. the only one to feel you-" he pauses, pushing two fingers inside your needy cunt so he can hear your sweet moans. "cum. and i will be the only one to continue feeling that. you will cum on my face, my fingers, my cock... anything you please."

the desire burning in your core strengthens once more. not even your own fingers have ever made you cum twice, but alastor is about to pull a second orgasm from you almost completely back to back. "make me cum again." you whine, hips arching further off the bed as his fingers pump in and out slowly. "on your cock, fuck, please fuck me alastor."

alastor chuckles, his free hand unbottoning the front of his pants just enough to free his cock. "how could i deny such a good girl? cum on my cock, my princess." in an instant, alastor's fingers are replaced by the thickness of his cock. the first thrust alone has you teetering on the edge, while his thumb rubs tight circles on your clit.

your pussy clenches around his girth, pulsing with every sweep of his finger. each thrust of his hips pushes you closer to the edge, his cock filling you like no one else could ever. "y-you, gonna cum again." you cry out, spasms wrecking your body as your second orgasm hits even more intense with the feeling of his thick cock stretching your pussy.

alastlor groans, pumping his cock deeper, deeper until he's cumming as well. "such a good girl." he grunts, pushing each thick rope of cum further inside. "you won't ever have to worry about not being taken care of, my dear." he assures, pulling out slowly even as your cunt tries to squeeze him in. "there's plenty more where that came from, rest your pretty little eyes." he coos, pulling a blanket on your tired body.

you just know this is going to be the best sleep pf your fucking life...

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I absolutely adore your writing,

For the celebration, could you please do virgin reader first time with Oscar?

sunshine.

op x fem!reader - 4k celebration

in which oscar arrives home to an unexpected guest…

hi hi hi! thank you so much anon, i hope this is what you wanted!! trying to get through requests, loving hearing from you guys! this one is so cute i think, let me know ur thoughts 😚😚

songs to set the mood: fall in love with you by montell fish, fade into you by mazzy star, like real people do by hozier

warnings: 18+!! minors dni!!! smut, fluff, friends to lovers, sleepy baby oscar, teeny tiny bit of angst, mutual pining, r’s first time, swearing

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oscar’s exhausted, shoulders sagging beneath the thick material of his mclaren hoodie. he’s glad he left it in his carry on, the miserable london weather not even remotely living up to the warm glow of the middle eastern sun.

he craves his bed, dreamless sleep, entering the code to get into his building and slumping against the cool mirrored wall of the elevator. his eyes droop as the lift travels up, and the ding that sounds when he reaches his floor breathes life back into him.

the double header that kickstarted the season has knackered him, and he longs for alone time and silence to recuperate before he has to deal with the noise of going home and racing in front of a familiar crowd.

his key slides into the lock and he pushes the door open, throwing his bags by the door - he’ll deal with them later. the hoodie is shrugged off and dropped haphazardly on the floor next to the shoes he kicks off. his bed is calling. dazed, he trudges down the hallway, but he’s spooked by a faint sound coming from his bedroom.

as he primes himself to investigate, he hears footsteps, light and quiet against the floorboards. he goes to open his bedroom door, breathing heavy, but he just about jumps out of his skin when it swings open before he gets there. he yelps, and so do you, leaping into the air.

“you scared the shit out of me.” you shout, hand over your thumping heart.

“i scared you? what are you doing here?” oscar bites back, running his hand through his brown locks.

“sorry, sorry, i didn’t mean to be here without your permission but… it’s a long story. i didn’t think you’d be home yet.” you smile apologetically.

“sofa.” oscar mumbles, stalking past his bedroom and towards the living room. “what’s goi- are you wearing my shirt?” he splutters, finally looking at you properly.

your face heats up, and you cross your arms awkwardly.

“um, yeah? god, this is all so embarrassing.” you cover your face, falling onto the sofa. he plonks down beside you.

“tell me what happened.” oscar sighs.

“he dumped me.”

“oh.”

“yeah.”

“why?” oscar asks softly. “ugh, i knew i hated him for a reason.” he wrinkles his nose.

“i don’t know how to explain this without wading into major tmi territory.” your voice is small, quivering slightly.

“you can tell me, love.” he encourages gently.

“he found it weird that i’m, uh, a virgin?” you squeak, your voice raising into a question. oscar goes as red as you are.

“oh. oh.”

“oh god, you’re freaked out too. is there something wrong with me? like, why has this not happened? i thought i was ready with him, but then when it came down to it…” you ramble, trailing off.

“there’s nothing wrong with you.” oscar states, firm and serious. “him, on the other hand.” he shakes his head, disgusted. “he wasn’t good enough for you.” he spits.

“do you mind if i stay here?” you whisper, leaning into his side. “or, keep staying here?” you laugh softly. oscar joins in.

“you know you can always stay here.” he smiles sleepily. you’re just about the only person in the world he can stand right now, and always, actually. “but i need a nap, you coming?”

you nod and follow him to his room. the tv is still on, the one with monica and chandlers wedding playing quietly. oscar smiles. he knows it’s your favourite.

he flops onto his side of the bed, dropping off almost instantly. you watch over him, enamoured and sympathetic, in awe of him and the life he lives. you slip into bed beside him, leaving a respectable distance between you and the aussie.

you pass out right around chandler’s vows.

you stir between two thick arms. pale, warm skin is wrapped around you, oscar’s soft breath fanning your face as he sleeps.

you watch him, scanning each and every mole on his face, trying to ground yourself. you combat the anxiety of being in his arms, choosing to enjoy the moment, while he’s still peaceful. it’s nice to feel wanted, even if he’s unconscious.

for the first time, you’re glad your ex broke up with you, because how does it make sense that you feel safer, more wanted in the arms of your best friend?

“stop staring, ‘m gonna blush.” oscar mumbles, clearing his throat. his eyes are still shut, but he just knows you too well.

oscar opens his eyes slowly, blinking away sleep. you stare at each other, comfortable silence eating away at the palpable tension.

you kiss him.

because why wouldn’t you? it’s oscar, your oscar, and he’s sleepy and cosy and gorgeous, and you’ve waited too fucking long. you can’t resist it any longer, free from the bounds of being someone else’s.

his lips are warm, and he’s startled, but the surprise doesn’t falter him; just as quickly as you kiss him, he’s kissing you back. his large hand finds your face, and the other finds your waist, pulling you closer. you melt into him, impossibly closer than you already were.

he’s gentle with you, tentative but firm and you part your lips, letting him lick into your mouth. his tongue strokes softly over yours and you keen at the sensation. he pushes you onto your back, balancing on his elbow half hovering over you. your hair fans out onto the pillow, his soft fingers running through your strands, pushing them away from your flushed face. oscar pulls away, scanning your face.

“sorry.” you smile up at him, breathless.

“apology very much accepted. i’ve been wondering when that would happen.” he laughs incredulously.

“really?”

“what can i say? i’m irresistible.” he replies dryly, exercising his sense of humour that was a foundation of your friendship.

“yeah. you kinda are.” you giggle bashfully.

and then he’s kissing you again, pressing himself even closer to you. you welcome him in, wrapping your arms around his lean frame, feeling over his shoulders. he’s tense, restrained, groaning into you at the feeling of your hands raking over his back.

“we should stop.” he mumbles, noses bumping. you frown.

“why?”

“because you said earlier, you’re not ready for this and i’m… well, things are gonna get real awkward if we keep going.” he chokes out half a laugh, glancing down at his-

“oh.”

“yeah, i just, i don’t want to make you uncomfortable. we can go slow.”

“osc, i wasn’t ready with him,” you pause, collecting your thoughts. “but you’re not him.”

“i suppose that’s true.” he shrugs.

“then you better do something.”

oscar lays you back, climbing over you completely this time. his trails over your jaw, taking your chin between his fingers.

“are you sure about this? we can stop anytime, just say the words.”

“‘m sure, oscar. i want to do this with you.” you coo, reassuringly.

his lips run over your neck, your collarbone, and he mouths at the collar of the t-shirt that you’re wearing. his t-shirt. his.

“gonna take this off, yeah?” he asks, whispering low, right by your ear.

“yeah, please.” you say, your own hands running under his t-shirt and up his muscular back. he’s relaxed now, no tension between his shoulder blades, and so you push the material up, and he slips it over his head. his warm digits peel your shirt off, too, and you’re warm all over when his eyes trail over your chest.

you’d forgone a bra, ditching it when you’d arrived at his place, and his pupils are blown wide, hazel hues sparkling with desire. his hands slide up your ribcage, thumbing at the underside of your breasts, while he plants open mouthed kisses down your chest. your eyes flutter shut, gasping softly as he skims your nipple.

“oscar.” you breathe, the light whimper sending his blood rushing south.

“does that feel good?” he asks, searching your face for answers.

“more.” you sound strained, desperate, and he aches.

his sucks your nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the swollen bud. he toys with the other one, massaging your breast with his skilful fingers, tweaking and pulling until you’re panting beneath him. he pulls away with a pop, licking over to the other side, deciding to test your limits when he nips delicately at the peak. you moan, bucking your hips, hypersensitive to his every move.

you can feel how hard he is, his grey joggers growing tighter with every passing second.

“want all of you, osc.” you plead.

“need to get you ready for me first, okay honey?” he rubs circles into your sides, warm and calloused. you relax fully, lifting your hips.

oscar mouthed over your belly, peppering sunshine-like kisses down your abdomen until he finds the band of your loose shorts. he mumbles something into you navel about taking them off and you nod, enthusiastic and frantic. you can feel his smile branding your sensitive skin. the material glides down your thighs, pooling at your ankles, and you kick them away. he parts your thighs, making himself comfortable on his belly, and thumbs at the crease of your leg, toying with your panties.

he drags his pointer finger over your covered slit, up and down slowly, applying more pressure every time he brushes over your clit. oscar can see where you’re starting to seep through your panties and he stifles a low groan, anxious to peel the cotton off of your body, the final barrier separating him from you, so he does, pulling them slowly down your legs. he studies your face as he does, keeping his eyes firmly on yours. your lip catches between your teeth, aching as you watch, helpless and wet.

oscar kisses your hip bone, sucking gently until he’s stained it purple, and then his warm breath is fanning your cunt. your eyes squeeze shut.

“look at me, baby. gotta keep your eyes on me.” oscar mutters. your pussy clenches around nothing at the tone of his voice. you pry your eyes open, just about managing to prop yourself up on your elbows. “that’s it, honey. has anyone ever done this to you before?”

you shake your head, no. he smiles to himself, like he knows something you don’t, and dives in.

his tongue works in slow strokes, dragging through your slick with intent, eyes locked with yours. you must look like a deer in headlights, pupils blown, shocked with pleasure when you collapse against the mattress. he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking, tasting, and your legs go weak, splayed open all for him. you whimper as he tugs your clit between his teeth, just enough to graze over the sensitive nerves. it sends your hips flying, bucking wildly against his face.

“osc…” you breathe, squeezing your eyes shut.

“‘m gonna give you some more, is that okay?” he asks, nose bumping your clit.

“yes, please.” you don’t know what more is, but you need it like air.

you feel a finger glide over your sodden flesh, rubbing over your entrance. you sigh out, oh, anticipation and bliss sending white heat down your spine. he circles his finger around your opening, coating it in you, and carefully slides it in, feeling out for any sign of tension or discomfort. when you grind your hips onto the single digit, he knows you’re okay.

it feels good, better than anything you’d ever felt on your own, and you writhe against his bedspread. he thrusts a couple of times, experimenting, seeing what makes you squirm for him the right way, and when his finger curls, hooking deliciously, he knows he’s struck gold. you arch off the bed, searching for more, more, anything.

“another one.” you cry, begging, and oscar’s not one to tease. not yet, anyway.

a second finger joins the lonesome first, and he finds some pace, fucking into you faster. he scissors the digits, stretching you out for him, enjoying the pretty view. he’s achingly hard now, rocking discreetly into the mattress, losing his mind as he watches how you drip around his fingers. he wants another taste of you, addicted already to sweet, salty honey, so he has to finish you off, lap your mess off of his long fingers.

“i think- i think-“ you can’t get the words out, they’re lost on your tongue, but oscar knows what you mean.

“that’s it, baby. so good for me, doing so good. cum for me.” he spurs you on, drawing it out of you.

you let go, crashing biblically, the high sending you to heaven and back, two times over. he grinds his fingers, softer, just enough to help you through it and you chant his name like you’re praying at an alter. you know that you’ll never be over this. your oscar.

“holy shit.” you giggle, smiling lazily as you return to the world of the living. he’s licking his fingers clean; you could black out so easily.

“did you enjoy that?” he punctuates with a kiss to your belly, crawling up your body until he’s hovering over you.

“maybe you should do it again, just so that i can really make sure that i did.” you tease. your hand rakes through his hair, pushing it back off of his face. he’s grinning down at you, eyes fluttering shut. “that was amazing.” you whisper. he’s blushing when he kisses you, and then you are too, when you taste yourself on his tongue.

he moans against your lips, making you pull back. your hand leaves his brown strands, joining your other, which is currently voyaging down his back.

“you’re wearing too many clothes.” you whisper, lips bumping his as your hands slide under the waistband of his sweats. something desperate emits from the back of his throat. you push them over his hips, fisting the thick fabric, eager to have him bare on top of you once and for all. oscar helps, kicking them away, boxers too.

you can feel him, thick and wet between your thighs, his breathing uneven. your nails graze his hip and he jolts, collapsing on top of you, his full weight covering your keening body. he kisses into the crook of your neck, frantic; you need him deep, immediately, his urgent change in form leaving you flushed.

“you want me?” he whispers into your ear, leaving you shivering.

“so bad.” you pant.

“i’ll be gentle.” he promises.

he guides himself through your folds, slippery and warm, all for him. he nudges the head inside of you, hips stuttering at the blinding tightness. you gasp, but he catches it in his mouth, softly moulding his lips to yours as he pushes further. you open up for him, pliant, and when he eventually bottoms out, he holds himself there, letting you adjust.

“oh, fuck.” your eyes roll back, nails leaving crescent marks in his shoulders.

“so good for me, so pretty.” oscar grunts. “say when, baby.” he breathes, rubbing soothing circles into your hip.

“move.”

oscar rolls his hips, rocking you into the mattress. he hooks your knee over his waist, driving himself deeper and deeper with every thrust. you’re boneless, lost to the delectable stretch, to the way his cock seems to touch every part of you that makes you quiver.

“tell me how it feels.” oscar murmurs, grip tightening on your thigh.

“fuck, oscar, it’s so good. ‘m so glad it’s you.” your voice shakes, raw with emotion.

“me fucking too.” he mumbles, increasing his pace ever so slightly.

his thrusts lull into more of a grind, reaching your depths and revelling in the way you only get tighter for him. you’re spilling around him, already so close to meeting your end, and all it takes is the calloused pad of his thumb brushing your bundle of nerves to have you convulsing. you’re somewhere else entirely, on a whole other spiritual plane, utterly and completely his as he fucks you through your second orgasm.

when he spills, white hot and sweat slicked, he gushes endless hushed whines of your name. it sounds perfect when he says it like this, rolling off of his tongue with dire urgency.

his dampened hair falls over his darkened eyes, full of stars and total adoration. you’re smiling sleepily up at him like he’s made of sunshine. you always thought he was, and now you know that he most definitely is.

the most beautiful sunshine man.

“hi.” he whispers.

“hi.” you whisper back.

an intimacy, different to the one you’ve just shared, blossoms between you, encapsulating you here with him endlessly.

“i’m gonna clean you up, ‘n then we’re gonna order food.” he gazes fondly, stroking your hair.

“perfect.” you agree.

“put friends back on, i’m gonna run you a bath.” he begrudgingly stands from the bed, trailing towards the en-suite.

“you’re gonna join me in there, right?” you admire his naked frame as he disappears into the bathroom.

“obviously.” he pokes his head out once more to scoff, and you lay there, grinning like the worlds most lovesick idiot, your thoughts dulled by the sound of running water.

when the bath is full of hot water and too many bubbles, he gets in first, and you sink into the revitalising heat. oscar pulls you close, your back to his chest, kissing over your hairline as you mould yourself against him.

“thank god you broke in.”

oh i’m soft

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