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reallyromealone · 2 years

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Helloooo can i request bd 1st gen babysat baby wakasa bc wakasa is busy and then chaos bc like the baby always crawling away from them and always looks for something to chew it's like he chew on everything I mean EVERYTHING so imagine he chew on something not so dangerous to adult but he could choke if he shallow it they just panicking and hoping wakasa didn't know this or they will be dead

Oh god this was adorable to write

Wakasa sighed as he handed his baby brother to Shinchiro having to do attend some personal matters, he begrudgingly accepted the black dragons and his close friends offer to watch (name), the baby sucking happily on his pacifier without a care in the world.

"Don't worry Waka, we will take care of baby (name)!" Shinchiro said bouncing the bored looking baby slightly, having been used to his three siblings already "he's in safe hands"

"Make sure they don't do anything stupid, aight?" Wakasa said to his baby brother who in turn clapped his hands excitedly "remember he's recently learned to crawl so keep an eye on him constantly" Wakasa warned as benkei practically booted him out of Shinchiros place, the white leopard grumbling to boot.

"Now (name), whatdya wanna do bud?" Shinchiro asked the baby who despite the bored expression, bounced his little butt happily "well lucky for you, your big brothers in the black dragons all have siblings! So we got toys you can play with!"

Both Benkei and Takeomi brought some cleaned up infant toys for (name) and totally didn't go overkill-- let's be real the livingroom had a pile of toys for the babe. (Name) was set on the ground, looking around the semi familiar room before something caught his eye. (Name) crawled towards the object that the men noticed was a pen and quickly got it away from the babe before he grabbed it and the babe whined "sorry, pens aren't for babies" Takeomi said ruffling the babes hair "he wasn't kidding about (name) being a speedy baby"

A children's cartoon played on the tv as (name) played with blocks, the men not fully paying attention to the infant who noticed Mikey walking in, the twelve year old paying no mind as he walked towards his room and not realizing the infant decided that he was the coolest thing since Elmo.

(Name) speedily crawled towards mikeys room, pushing the slightly ajar door open to see the blond boy laying on his bed "ababababa" (name) said catching his attention before crawling towards him "(name)? What are you doing in here?" Mikey asked lifting the babe up, (name) giving the blond a rare little smile usually only reserved for big brother Waka and sometimes grandpa Sano "wanna hang with me?"

"Babababa"

"Well alrighty"

"Yo (name, you wanna sna--- guys where's (name)?!" Benkei said panicked as the grown men quickly got up to look for the babe panicked, Wakasa would murder them if anything happened to his baby brother! Shinchiro looked through every room till he looked in Mikey's room, the younger Sano having (name) resting bus little back on his stomach as he played pokemon green and the babe was entranced by it all "oh thank god! (Name) you little ninja!"

"You guys need to keep a better eye on him" Mikey said bluntly as (name) got more comfortable with Mikey, chewing his little fist contently "he's sneakier than you would expect" Benkei said coming to the door and collecting little (name) who grew fussier in his hold, clearly not wanting to leave the excellent heat source that was Mikey Sano "oh come now, we got you cereal puffs" benkei said carrying the babe out.

"Don't tell Waka"

"Give me twenty bucks"

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #black dragons #wakasa x reader

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yukuoo · 4 months

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helloooo!! can I request some hcs of Kaji from salamoto days with a s/o that’s a rlly chill extrovert? 💕🫶

𝙸'𝙼 𝚂𝙾 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝙾 𝙱𝚄𝚂𝚈!! 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚎 :𝟹 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛! 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎

Before you guys started dating and he had a crush on you, he couldn't even look at you in the eye tbh

He thought you were cool! (Still does) but he regularly wonders if you would have more friends if you were stuck with him

When you first talked to him he almost shit his pants cause he didn't know what to say

You had to make the first move cause he sure as hell wasn't.

Whenever you guys are at parties or smth, he's always by your side.

You two are the definition of that one meme with the pickles.

"Excuse me, he said no pickles"

"[Name]... It's okay."

You would never let that slide

You can tell what he's thinking considering he will stay quiet most of the time. Especially if something bothers him.

You never pressure him to do anything, sure you give him a slight push for him to do things himself but nothing too serious and he's grateful you don't.

You order for him in restaurants.

He regularly over thinks if he's not good enough for you and you need to have a better boyfriend than him considering you know more people who are just as talkative as you. You have to reassure him a lot, doesn't bother you though.

He also regularly listens to your rambles and current hyper fixations when you're with your friends (and you made him tag along)

^ you also make him hang out with you and your friends A LOT

#sakamoto days x reader #sakamoto days #kaji x reader #Joichiro Kaji #Joichiro Kaji Sakamoto days

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spacecadet-ticklesinspace · 1 year

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Helloooo, heard your prompts were open :))

Could I maybe request some ler!steven cheering up a lee!reader who had a bad day? (May or may not be a little self-indulgent ,_,)

Take your time writing this, and I hope you’re doing well :)) ❤️❤️❤️

(Sorry I could not finish this sooner @just-a-fluffy-knight ❤️ I hope you enjoy this and that things are getting better for you ❤️ Have a great day :))

Steven and Reader

Summary: See prompt above :)

You collapsed face first on to your bed. Today had been the worst day in a while and you just wanted to forget it had ever happened.

As you wallowed in your sorrow, you heard your phone go off. Without looking at the caller ID, you quickly ended the call and dropped the phone back on to the nightstand. A few seconds later, your phone rang again.

Slightly annoyed, you ended the call a second time before dropping the phone back on the nightstand again. You were way to done with today to talk with anyone. However, whoever was calling did not share the same sentiment as you because your phone rang for a third time.

In frustration, you ended the call and turned off your phone. For an added good measure, you chucked your phone across the room. Whatever it was, it would have to wait until tomorrow. After a few moments of quiet, you felt yourself slowly begin to slip off asleep.

A half hour later, you bolted upright. Something had woken you up, but everything was quiet. After a moment, a knock came from the front door. You groaned and dropped your face back on to your pillow, debating whether or not it was worth opening.

A slightly louder knock made you pull yourself out of bed and stomp to the door. Without even looking through the peep hole, you yanked the front door open. On the other side of the door stood Steven Grant.

Steven smiled and held up two bags of food from your favorite takeout place. "Can I come in?"

You stepped to the side. "How did you know?"

Steven stepped into your apartment. "After you ignored all of my calls and texts, I figured something was wrong. And there's nothing a good takeaway can't fix."

After closing the front door, you wrapped Steven in a hug. "Thank you."

"You're welcome love. Now, while I get everything set up, you go pop on your favorite comfy clothes and we'll watch something on the telly while you tell me everything."

You smiled as you left to do just that. "Can't argue with the doctor's orders."

Steven let out the most adorable giggle. "Thahat's rihight."

A smile overtook your face as you hurried to your room to throw on some sweats and an oversized top. You also stopped in at the bathroom to wash off your face before grabbing your phone and heading back into the living room. The whole space smelled amazing! Your stomach rumbled rather loudly as you stepped to the kitchen to grab drinks and napkins only to find Steven coming from that direction.

He handed you your drink before guiding you to the couch. "Right, sit down, here's your food, and here's your listening ear."

You chuckled as Steven plopped down beside you.

"Tell me everything."

Two hours and two empty containers later, you felt so much better. You had a belly full of delicious food and a good friend beside you. It made every care from today, every single irritant, slide off your shoulders.

Steven sat down his drink. "I'm sorry you had such a rough day Y/N. How are you feeling now?"

"So much better." You wrapped Steven in a hug. "Thank you for doing all of this."

Your friend immediately returned the hug. "Of course mate. What kind of friend would I be if I wasn't there for you?"

"But seriously, dinner on top of that? I don't know what to say."

"Wehell yohou've already sahaid thank yohou so I think we have ihit covehered."

You playfully shoved him away. "I'm paying you back."

"It was a gift Y/N. You don't pay for a gift."

"Please Steven? It's my way of saying thank you!"

Steven shook his head. "You're not paying me anything!"

You stared at your friend in front of you. How could someone be so selfless? It simply wouldn't do!

You stood to your feet. "I'm paying you back."

Steven stood too. "Y/N, I already told you no."

A playful tension settled between you two. You were both stubborn when it came down to it, but you were determined to get out of this argument on top.

So you grabbed a throw pillow and shoved it in Steven's face before bolting to your room. "Try and stop me!"

"Ack! You cheeky little buhugger!" Pounding feet started after you. "Get back hehere!"

A squeal left your mouth as you ran into your bedroom and shut the door. You then raced over to your dresser to slip a twenty out of your wallet. As the money was coming out of your wallet, the door flew open.

Steven spotted the money in your hand and charged. "Oi! What did I say!"

You threw down your wallet whilst bolting to the other side of your room. "I didn't lihisten!"

"Fine, you want toho pahay?" Steven tackled you to the floor. "Pay me in lahaughteher!"

Two hands immediately latched on to your sides and you broke down into laughter. "Jeherk!"

"Aww, thank you Y/N. This is the peherfect pahayment."

"Shut ihit!"

One hand continued spidering along your side as the other tried to get the money out of your hand. "Lehet it go."

You yanked it away. "Nohot untihil yohou agree toho take ihit!"

Steven spidered up to your ribs. "Drop it . . . Drop it!"

"Tahake ihit with yohou!"

"Blimey you're stubborn." Steven's fingers spidered up your ribs.

You pressed your arm to your side to stop his upward tickle attack. "NO!"

"Aww, ahare your pitties too ticklyhy?"

You shoved the money in his face. "Take ihit ahand behe done!"

"No, you let ihit go."

With a smirk on your face, you shook your head.

"Right then." With a little extra wiggling, Steven's hands wormed their way into your armpits.

You squealed and did your best to keep the grip on the money. However, it was hard to keep the grip when a hand was mercilessly attacking one of your more ticklish spots. After another minute of tickling, you final let the twenty flutter to the floor.

"Thank you." Steven placed his hand on the bill and slid it across the carpet until it was out of your reach.

You attempted to bend yourself in a way to grab the twenty, but then Steven's fingers immediately attacked your ribs, pulling you back into place. "Noho, you're not getting it back until yohou agree nohot to pay me!"

"Ack! Neveher!"

Steven shrugged. "Suit yourself then love."

You tried to stop him, but those arms spidered out of your armpits and through the neck hole of your shirt before attacking your neck. "Noeeeee! Nohot thehehere!"

Steven pushed his hands up further to trace your ears. "I'd get your tummy buhut yohou just ate. So I'll get this neheck ahand ears instehead."

You turtled into your shoulders as your laughter turned high pitched. "Ruhude!"

"You know what you have to sahay."

A snort slipped out before you could stop it. "Fihine!"

Steven paused his tickles. "Fine what?"

"Yohou dohon't have toho tahake my money."

Your friend took his hands out. "Because . . ."

"Because ihit wahas aha gihift."

"Thank you." Steven picked up the twenty dollar bill. "Glad you cohould see it my way."

You giggled as Steven tucked the twenty into your sweats pocket. "Yohou're such aha jeherk."

"For being a caring mate?" Steven teased as he helped you up. "I'll take ihit."

You playfully shoved your friend again. "I hahate yohou."

"Love you to Y/N." Your friend pulled you into a hug.

You returned the hug. "Thank you fohor comihing over. Ihi really needehed this."

"Of course love. I'm always here if you need me."

Both of you stayed in the hug for a long while. After such a rough day, this is exactly what you needed.

Once you were out of the hug, Steven helped you to your feet and you walked him to the front door. Before Steven left through the open door, you pulled him in for one more hug, carefully sliding the twenty into his pocket. "Thanks again Steven."

"No problem Y/N." Your friend squeezed you tight before heading out the door. "Have a great night. Call me if you need anything else."

"I wihill. Night."

"Night love."

You smirked as you closed the door. Steven said he wouldn't take the money from you, but he never said anything about carrying out without him knowing. He'd probably call to complain, but it was the least you could do.

After all, you really were lucky to have a friend like him.

#lee reader #ler steven grant #ticklefic

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Tsukishima YN:

Shiratorizawa's Manager and Dating Ushiwaka

Ushijima Wakatoshi featuring Shiratorizawa x Tsukishima YN; Tsukishima Kai featuring Karasuno x Tsukishima YN

Warnings: none!

AN: This is an Anon request!

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Again yn 😐

Why must you do this to me 😫

I mean, good for you 💅🏼

But like I'm just over here stewing in anger 😡

Because once again, you are living MY dreams 🥲

Ok enough of that now, let's get into it

First off, I'm so proud of you for getting into Shiratorizawa 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

Its a prestigious school on its own and the athletics are elite!

Your brother, Kei Tsukishima, opted to go to Karasuno

You and Kei were as close as siblings could be

I mean, sure you had your problems but like what siblings don't!

While attending school, you needed to find a club

That's where our lovely Goshiki comes in 🥰

See you and Goshiki had become fast friends

I mean he's a lovely boy so I can see why!

So when our bowl cut bby approached you and asked if you'd like to be the volleyballs team's manager, you instantly said yes!

You knew alot about volleyball from your brother's so you were a natural 💅🏼

You were efficient at all your tasks including taking notes, setting up, waterbottle duty

You name it, YN was superior at it!

That's how you came to befriend the third years

Semi, Reon, Tendou and Yamagata were naturally drawn to you

Honestly stunning and so freaking cute 😍

You have blonde hair like your bothers and gorgeous eyes

You had a natural laugh and all around joyful personality!

Unlike Tsukishima 🙃

But there was one person you struggled with

Our stoic bird man, Ushijima Wakatoshi

He didn't much care if Shiratorizawa had a manager or not

Once you joined he saw the perks to having one

But it was your interactions with the team and sweet deminer that caught his eyes 👀

Let's put it out there, you instantly had a crush on the man ✋🏻 he's 6'3" ffs

I mean HELLOOOO!!!

The only problem is he didn't seem to pay much attention to you

He would occasionally give you a head nod or a "Thanks YN" but otherwise 🌠nothing🌠

However that doesn't mean he didn't like you YN

He's an observer by nature

He would observe how you helped the players, around school and everything

Mans was low key a stalker but like you'd never know ✋🏻

It wasn't until one day, when you were at your locker that Ushijima's feelings came out

You were grabbing what you needed for class, about to shut your locket when the swim captain approached

"Hey YN, what's up?"- swim captain man

"Uhh hey! Not much I'm just headed to class"- you

"Cool. I was wondering if maybe you'd be interested in going out with me this weekend?"- not as good of a captain as Ushiwaka man

"Umm- well-" you trying to find a way to get out of this

"YN's with me"- Ushijima 😑🧍‍♂️

You 👉🏻 wait I am 🤨

"Oh I didn't know Ushiwaka, my bad"- swim captain now making his exit

You just stare at Ushijima 👁👄👁

"Come on YN, I'll take you to class"- Ushijima

Ok then 😃

From that day forward, you and Ushijima were inseparable

Everyone just kind of knew you were together

Ushijima would give you a hug or a sweet forehead kiss that would just make your sides melt 😫

It was literally like Tendou's Paradise up in here

Too bad all good things can't last 🙃

Or at least not in Mom's hcs

You see, you had avoided telling Tsukishima and Karasuno about your relationship with Ushiwaka

Because like, nobody thought they'd actually make it to the finals 😬

Not to be a pessimist but like nobody believed they'd make it

It's literally the story arch

So when they do, you are faced with a rough decision

Tell Tsukishima and Karasuno or just pretend everything is fine

You went with option ✌🏻

Spoiler alert: it was a disaster

Before the match, Hinata came bouncing over to see you

He's a bestie 🥰

"Hey YN! I'm so glad to see you!"- Hinata, hugging you 🫂

Please Ushijima is FUMING

This look minus the volleyball 🏐

Tendou is all 🖐🏻👁⭕️👁🖐🏻

Semi and Reon are silently observing

Goshiki is looking to see what Ushiwaka is going to do

But he does nothing 👏🏻

Honestly, he resists because well, he's respectful AND HE TRUSTS YOU

You run over to wish Tsukishima good luck and give him a hug

Sorry you hug him, he essentially stands there like this 🧍‍♂️ 😐

During the match, things get serious

Ushiwaka and Tsukishima are like in a silent fight

But it's when Tsukishima finally blocks Ushiwaka, that the pettiness comes out 💅🏼

Inbetween, you are fixing water bottles and towels when Ushijima comes up behind you, spins you around and plants a huge kiss on you

You 👉🏻😶😐😳🥰🤨👀

Ushijima 👉🏻😏🖕🏻

Tsukishima 👉🏻🤨😑😠

Karasuno 👉🏻👁👄👁

Shiratorizawa 👉🏻👁👄👁

Tendou 👉🏻🖐🏻👁⭕️👁🖐🏻

Please Tsukki is FUMING 🔥

He will glare at you the entire match and he will do everything in his power to stop Ushijima

Every break, Tsukki will just glare 😑 and its terrifying honestly

You are sweating 😅

When the final buzzer rings and Karasuno wins, you are sad but also like thinking

🤔 what's the fastest way to the exit

Unfortunately for you, Kei stops you

"YN- " Kei 😐

"Oh hi Kei! Great game. Well I better get going"- you 🏃‍♀️

"Tsukishima"- Ushijima

Please YN you need to learn to be faster with your escapes

"Ushiwaka-" Tsukishima

"Good game"- Ushi extending his hand to Kei

Kei looks at his hand, looks to you and then straight to Ushiwaka

"You too"- Tsukki taking Ushijima's hand and shaking it before turning to you

"See you later YN"- Kei, waving to you as he walks away

You 👉🏻😃 huh?

"Come on YN the bus is waiting"- Ushijima grabbing your hand

Please Ushi, you are going to have to pull YN, they are too stunned to speak 😲

I guess it wasn't so bad after all 🙃

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bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky · 2 years

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Scratching Post | Bucky Barnes x Reader

Hi, friends! This is like a smut-adjacent fic because I loved this idea but also I'm at work right now...lol

**Warning for marking**

As always, please send me any comments, suggestions, and/or requests! 🤗

Tag list: @beefybuckrrito @shadytalementality @everything-burns-down @rainbow-unicorn-pony @mandersshow @emetophilily @breakablebarnes 💕

Find the sequel, “Stripes” here!

Warnings: teasing, marking (scratching), lil bit of blood, lil bit of Bucky Begging

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Bucky's focus didn't waver as you spoke, but he clearly wasn't paying attention to your words. No matter what you said, his gaze didn't falter.

"Yeah...and then I hooked up with Sam in the quinjet...me and Sam AND Nat, actually...we got it on. It was rough, too," you said, trying to get him to listen to anything you said-but no luck.

"JAMES!" you shouted, and he finally snapped out of his trance, his eyes dragging up to meet yours.

"Hey, woah- what's with the legal name?"

"Buck, I was talking to you and you were completely zoned out...you've literally been staring at my hands like a weirdo for almost a full five minutes," you told him. "I know I just got my nails done and they're a little longer than usual but helloooo! Focus!”

His cheeks reddened ever so slightly and he began to stumble over his words, "Oh-I, um, I just-"

"Barnes, get it together," you teased, "what is going on?"

He cleared his throat and shot you a sheepish smile before taking a deep breath and fessing up.

"I'm sorry, but I can't-I can't stop thinking about your nails," he murmured, "and what they'd feel like digging into my back..."

You took a sharp inhale, but the breath caught in your throat. This whole "will-they-won't-they" situation you'd had with Bucky for the past few months felt like it was now barreling towards "they-will".

"Oh, well… I've definitely never wondered what it would be like to drag them against your skin..." you teased, "It's never crossed my mind".

He could feel his chest tighten as you spoke, and finally after months of slow flirtation- he made his move. He strode over to the couch where you sat and leaned down, pressing a deep, needy kiss to your lips while he lifted you from the sofa. "I'm taking you upstairs- don't want Bruce walking through and Hulking out on us," he muttered.

You laughed against his skin as you pressed your lips to his neck, relishing in the feeling of his strong arms wrapped tightly around your body. Once in the elevator, Bucky began losing his restraint, biting down on your lower lip and making you gasp at the sharp sensation. The elevator doors opened and Bucky strode confidently down the hall with you in tow, throwing open his bedroom door and slamming it behind the two of you. He set you down on the bed and eagerly ripped off his shirt, dying for you to dig your nails into his skin.

You grabbed his arm and pulled him down toward you, hungry for his lips against yours. He hissed sharply into your mouth as you let your nails rake over his skin, pressing hard against his shoulders.

"Too much?" you asked between kisses.

"Not enough..."

With that, you doubled your efforts, sinking your sharp nails into his back and leaving deep, red crescent moons behind. You continued to work over his skin, scraping over his rib cage, eliciting a "Fuck, babe..." from his lips. You made your way up to his chest and scratched down his right arm, leaving red lines from his shoulder all the way down to his wrist.

"Harder," he nearly growled.

"Buck, I don't want to make you bleed..." you whispered, taking a brief pause.

"You won't- I'm a super soldier," he joked, "and even if you did...I wouldn't mind. Come on, baby, hurt me".

You obliged, gripping his shoulders with abandon as you felt his skin giving way beneath your sharp talons. He let a deep, dirty moan rumble out of his chest as he felt the sting, and nodded against your lips in approval.

"Hang on," you murmured as you pushed him off of you and down onto his back before straddling his hips. Staring down at him, you admired the red lines you'd left behind on his skin, and felt excitement at adding more. He was completely at your mercy, practically begging you to rip him apart, and you were happy to do so.

Teasingly, you let one sharp nail drag from his chest to the waistline of his jeans. His hips twitched under you slightly, and he couldn't contain the whiny moan that fell from his lips. You flashed a devilish grin at him before laying your hands flat against his collarbones and slowly curling each finger until your nails were pressed into his skin. His eyes screwed shut as you slowly yet firmly raked your nails from his clavicles to the bottom of his ribcage, making his hips thrust upward yet again.

Your left hand gripped his right bicep, digging into it without restraint as you pressed hard, messy kisses against his lips. You let your right hand lightly stroke his chest, teasing him mercilessly until giving him what he wanted. He grabbed a fistful of your hair as you finally scratched his chest, digging in as hard as you could-just the way he liked it.

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arkhamknightz · 2 years

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hi! I love your writings very much! could you possibly do one where after Gwen's death, the reader who is Peter's bestfriend confesses her feelings(after a couple months ofc) and Peter said he's not ready for a relationship yet...so reader gives him some time and they just spend time like they used to as bestfriends. After a month or two, Peter finally says he's ready...(some angst maybe?)

to love someone else, part 1

↳ in which, peter can't love someone else yet

pronouns: they/them

warnings: mentions of character death, angst, just sad idk any more warnings

notes: based off to love someone else by avery lynch. HELLOOOO pals ive missed u all ^-^ i scrapped all my other drafts due to the fact i genuinely hated them, they were so rushed and i kept pressuring myself to finish them. i try doing requests in the order i receive them, but this is the only prompt i felt okay with writing proudly! i'll work on everyone else's soon, but i wanna finish part 2 of this and then in sickness and in health! thank u all for being patient with me :) also WAS VERY EXCITED FOR THIS!! one of my first actual requests for tasm!peter :D

it had been a few months since gwen had passed. you stayed at peters house frequently and you were there for every waking nightmare, every night he spent up till 5am crying, and you stayed through the hurtful words he threw at you everytime he got upset. you let him cry into your shoulder, you let him fall asleep in your arms for months.

it felt selfish, falling in love with peter in his vulnerable moments. especially after what happened, but you fell in love with the deepest parts of peter, the ones others couldn't see. the raw version of him, not some type of persona he seems to put on when he's out in public.

you were glad peter was doing a lot better than he was all those months ago, watching your best friend stuck in a cycle of grief tore you apart knowing you couldn't help as much as you wished you could.

so, when you confessed to peter, he was more than surprised. he was well-aware you had liked him before, he just wasn't ready to hear the words spoken aloud. the advances you slowly made at him hinted the idea but he was never sure.

you were an amazing friend, you felt peter feel good in his bad moments, and he couldn't appreciate what you had done through those months more, it felt impossible. he looked at you with pure gratitude and nothing less.

he liked the way your eyes sparkled every-time he made progress, or how they sparkled while talking about your latest interest to distract him from what was going on around him. the way your face lit up at a word that was in your favorite song title and go off on a tangent about your favorite music.

but he couldn't help the gaping hole that was left in his heart. he couldn't help no matter how much company you provided he still felt empty. gwen was gone, that was enough to tear him apart for the rest of his life. the guilt that was hanging off his shoulders eating him from the inside out and he couldn't let go; no matter how hard he had tried.

you were amazing, truly. you'd been there for peter since you were children. you were there for everything. you had liked peter for years, passing it off as a silly crush till you finally felt yourself fall in love. you told him you'd be willing to wait for him to be ready. hell you'd wait a lifetime for him. maybe that's what scared him. the thought of you wasting your time waiting for someone who may never be ready for something like that ever again.

"i could fall in love with you if i wanted too, i really could. i could get attached to you in a heartbeat, but i don't think i'm ready for that. i don't know if i'll ever be ready for that" peter watched as you slowly nodded, the attempt to keep your face blank had failed. he could see the way your mood dropped just by looking into your eyes.

it felt selfish to be upset, part of you was hoping maybe he would give it a chance; even if it wasn't now, or in a month. maybe you were hoping he would tell you to give him some time. "look, i really wish i could let myself, but i feel like i can't breathe. she took a part of me with her, as stupid as it sounds, but i don't think i'll be able to let myself move on for a long time. i don't want you to be stuck waiting for me, please don't feel like you have to."

you nodded and peter brought you into a hug, whispering the words "im so sorry" profusely. you shook your head, "pete please don't be sorry for not being ready, it's my fault for saying anything so early-" peter had shushed you and let go. "you didn't pressure me at all if that's what you're getting at, this won't change anything okay? i'm not upset with you."

you and peter didn't talk for 2 weeks after that. he stopped awnsering the door and had put the extra key away from under the potted plant. he had ignored your texts and completely shut you out. it wasn't until aunt may invited you over to dinner with them that he saw you again.

you acted normal for mays sake, so did peter. and it tore you apart, he had acted like nothing happened and had continued the cycle right after. when you had asked him why your heart was ripped right out of your chest.

you watched as tears streamed down his face. "i'm scared okay? knowing that i couldn't save gwen scares me, what if i let myself move on and something happens to you? and what if i loose you too? what if i'm not enough to save the people i care about? i cant let myself do that to you."

you pulled peter into a hug, whispering reassuring words to try and ease his mind, "i'm sorry i can't love you the way you love me. i really, really want to and i hope you know that i care about you. but i cant get her out of my head, no matter how hard i try and i'm sorry that's not enough."

BOW BOW BOWOWOWWWW end of part 1 goodnight, also waiting for more people to add to my tag list so if u want on it lmk :)) making it very soon when i get a good amount of people!

#andrew garfield angst #andrew garfield spiderman #andrew garfield x reader #andrew peter parker #andrew!spiderman #tasm!peter imagine #tasm!peter parker x reader #fiction #tasm!peter x reader #andrew garfield #tasm!peter x you #tasm angst #tasm imagine #tasm peter parker #tasm fanfiction #andrew garfield my beloved

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willowfolksong · 2 years

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helloooo i just saw your post about accepting requests and can i have a daichi fic inspired from new years' day by taylor swift if that's okay? i have seen you like taylor too and she is my #1 fave artists out there. have a nice dayyy!

I will hold on to you

- Sawamura Daichi x Reader

- SFW

a/n: hey dear anon! I loved your request. Taylor is also my favorite artist ever, and I actually think this song fits our Daichi perfectly, since his birthday is the day before New Year's Day!! I hope you like this little thing, but if you don't, don't hesitate in contacting me and I'll write something else for you. I'm not sure how a request from an anon person works and if you'll see this with no problem, so let me know when you read it! Have a day as lovely as your beautiful request ❤

Love,

Willow 🍂

p.s: yes, I had fun linking this one shot with the one I wrote about Atsumu modeling for a magazine and falling in love at first sight with a very shy Reader, in a request for the lovely @julfdm . You can read it here!

Requests are open! 🍂

The party floor is a shiny beautiful mess, and like little twinkling stars, clouds of glitter cover the white marble all the way from the entrance to the huge stairs in the middle of the living room. Its looks like the stars that you can't see in the city sky, came to gather in one room.

Daichi would rather be watching them outside instead.

You turn around and smile apologetically at him, and he lifts the cup he's had glued to his hand since you arrived to assure you that he's fine. Really. He is.

He will always wait for you.

Lev comes barreling down towards him in that moment, champagne glass almost empty and hair a wild mess. He looks happy, and free, and totally in his own element. Everything that Daichi isn't.

"Hey! Did you had fun? Cool party, huh?" he asks, words a bit slurred.

Daichi chuckles, still keeping an eye on you "Maybe you should lay down on the alcohol already"

Lev snorts, loosening his tie a bit, and drinking what's left of his gkass "It was a party! I was just having fun!" he explains, maybe a bit louder than what he should, eyeing Daichi suspiciously "Did you?"

You laugh at something one of your coworkers is saying, and Daichi thinks that smile is enough to light up the already glittering room.

"It was fun, yeah"

"You don't seem like you had a good time tho"

Daichi sighs. Lev is looking at him with his eyebrows furrowed, and he remembers that this man that is now one of the most famous models in all Japan is also one of his high school friends, so it's not right lying to him.

At least not much.

"I did had a good time. It's just that this is not my kind of place"

"You still came tho"

"That I did, yes"

He looks back at you. He met you a long time ago, also in high school, and also around the time he met Lev. All his friends realized he had a crush on you sooner than him, who actually believed the 'we're just very good friends' lie until you went on a date with a guy from another school, and the possibility of you looking at someone that wasn't him became unbearable. From then on, you two had been inseparable, even while he went to become a Police Officer, and you decided to pursue your dream of modeling. It didn't matter. Your love was strong enough to endure any distance, any differences, any decision. It was enough. The laughs, the smiles, all the little moments when there was nothing else but the two of you.

Those were the important things.

"She'll probably be having a lot of this all the time" Lev says, snapping him out of his thoughts "She's getting more and more famous with each passing day. Parties and fancy reunions are important for this work too"

"I know that"

"And you won't care?"

"I won't "

Lev smiles drunkenly, patting Daichi's shoulder "You're a good boyfriend"

"I'm so sorry it took me so long to say goodbye to everyone" you apologize to Daichi in the car, burying your face in his chest, your arms loosely around him.

He holds you closer still, giving you a kiss on the top of your hair "It's okay, I understand"

"You would think that people would talk about something that's not work after a party like that, but no" you complain, playing with the buttons of his shirt while he gently rubs your bare arms "They all wanted to discuss the details of my next photoshoot. For that magazine... I don't remember the name, but one of your friends appeared in one of its last issues"

"One of my friends?"

"I think he plays for the MSBY Jackals" you say, yawning "I also think he has a twin or something, if I recall correctly"

"Oh, yeah. Atsumu Miya"

"That's the one"

The car turns around the corner, and Daichi takes one of your hand in his much bigger one, interlacing his fingers with yours. You hum against his chest.

"I have to tell you something else" you add, your voice a whisper, and he looks down at you, worried.

"What is it?"

You bite your bottom lip, looking up at him through your lashes "I have another party tomorrow"

"Tomorrow? But it's New Year's eve..."

And his birthday, he wants to say; but you already look miserable enough about it, and so he settles for kissing your left temple.

"I'm so sorry, Daichi. I know you don't particularly like this kind of things... not that I love them either" you wet your lips and look down to where he's holding your hand "You don't have to come if you don't want to"

"Please" he says, squeezing your hand "I would never leave you alone"

He wakes up with you gone, your side of the bed empty— and so he buries his face in your pillow and goes back to sleep, lulled by the smell you left behind. He wakes up again around noon, to a phone filled to the brim with texts from his friends and family, wishing him happy birthday and asking what are his plans for the day.

You, that's his plan. It has been since he can remember.

He tries to ignore the twinge of sadness that threteanes to fully bloom in his heart at the absence of any message from you, and instead decides to accept Sugawara's invitation to take a stroll around the park.

"You're getting old, Daichi" his friend teases him, and he rolls his eyes, smiling, and allows him to make fun of him, since they see each other so little lately.

"How's your work?"

Sugawara smiles brightly, bringing his hands together "It's actually so fulfilling! The kids and I made Christmas cards and New Year's Day ones too before they went home for the holidays. Some of them are really good"

"Well, they do have a good teacher"

Sugawara laughs, cheeks pink, and waves a hand at him "Let's not talk about work and all that boring stuff anyway. What are you and your girl doing today? Something special planned?"

Daichi thinks about party dresses and cocktails he wont drink, and about strange men talking in your ear and pictures being taken from every angle, and about that text he never got.

Smile tense, he shakes his head "Not really"

Sugawara frowns, coming to a stop "Don't tell me you're having trouble in paradise. You're my favorite couple ever! First place, even on top of Ryūnosuke and Kiyoko!"

"We're not, dont worry"

"Then what is it?"

Daichi shrugs, eyes on the bare cup of the trees around them, branches covered in snow "It's nothing"

"Daichi..."

He manages to distract Sugawara long enough to make him forget about what they were talking, and after checking his phone for the third time and still not finding any trace of you, he says yes to have a couple of drinks with his friend.

They laugh and catch up properly, and even call some of their old friends from high school— Nishinoya sings him happy birthday; Asahi promises to stop by soon to give him a present.

He goes back home when the sun is already setting on the horizon, eyes on his shoes and this thoughts filled with you and only you.

What he refused to tell Sugawara was that he was scared. How could he not? He's just a policeman, and you're a rising superstar. He's afraid, constantly— and he becomes that guy from high school that was terrified of losing the girl he had finally realized he liked all over again.

He's afraid of one day only being able to see you on the cover of some magazine.

The door opens to a bunch of black and red and gold— and he thinks he can even spot a blue one on the corner— balloons covering the floor. You're waiting for him the middle of the living room, dressed on the dress you wore on your first date together. It's nothing fancy, nothing made to wear in front of the most important people in town.

You bought it just for him.

"What's this?" he asks, already smiling, and you open your arms and he has to navigate the sea of balloons to reach you and hug you.

"Happy birthday!" you tell him, letting him spin you around, and peppering kisses all over his face "Are you surprised?"

"After not hearing anything from you the whole day, I think so yeah!" he confesses, and you lightly punch his arm and pout.

"Please tell me Suga didn't gave anything away"

"He knew that you were doing all this?"

"Yeah! He offered to keep you busy while I blowed up the balloons and bought the cake and the drinks"

"Someone is coming?"

You shake your head, this time kissing him on the lips. "It's just you and me. For your birthday, and to wait the new year together too. We can bundle up in front of the TV and watch those midnight shows with the loud music"

"But your party..."

You laugh, actually doing a little jump "Of course I never planned to go, silly! It's my boyfriend's birthday!"

That night, you dance around more balloons than Daichi has ever seen, eat cake on the floor and laugh when your friends call again— Sugawara anxiously wanting to know if everything worked out in the end.

Daichi would have spent the beginning of his New Year's Day with you in one of those big parties, smiling and watching you shine, and he would have been happy like that.

Because it's you, and he made the promise to stay by your side.

But he can't help but feel better like this, just you and him and all the love you have for each other, waiting for a new year to arrive.

Maybe this will be the one where he'll use the ring he has on one of his drawers, to make word of his promise.

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lustbile · 2 years

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Helloooo it’s me again I just sent in an ask about club x !! Anywayssss I see blurb requests are open and omg have u heard OK in the universe album bc I am obsessed I am shaking and screaming it is …. So good anyways I was wondering if you could write something small inspired by the song?? Or if that’s too vague then if the line “my baby says she wants to dance with a ghost, she wants to leave me” does anything for u then that in particular !! Hope ur doing good anyways lol

ok fucks so hard, the whole album does but that song is just,,, yuuhhhh good shit. but the vibe of it. it fits everyone that’s in it, but looking at the translation it’s giving very much my baby taeyong I have to admit. the love, the coldness, the desperation. lee taeyong. anyways i’ll get on with it.

Just looking at you killed him. The idea that he could be the cause of the coldness you felt towards him tore him to shreds.

The fights were petty, biting, childish. He couldn't help but feel like you just hated him, and regardless of all his friends telling him over and over that he should just let it go and stop letting your feelings towards him get to him, he also couldn’t help being obsessed with you.

The hard glares you gave him, the sneers and eye rolls you shot his way stabbed at his heart, but it just as equality made his heart rate skyrocket and his belly warm with a fucked up arousal.

Having someone clearly dislike him so suddenly shouldn’t excite him, but it does. Every time you scoff at him, or look at him like he was nothing makes him want you even more.

It wasn’t always like this. When you first met you were more than cordial towards him. But one day he must have slipped, flipped a switch inside you that made you turn a cold shoulder every time.

It wasn’t until that party, that stupid fucking party Doyoung dragged him to. All your mutual friends had some type of voyeuristic entertainment in watching you stare at him like your eyes could turn him to ice, and an even more enjoyment in seeing him still follow you around like a puppy. They said it was funny, that there was something radiating off of you that he simply couldn't see. A lust, or even a love, so strong that you only knew how to express it through being absolutely vile towards him.

They were so sure of this, that they decided to play like children. Locking you two in a room like you weren’t two grown adults. Yelling through the door that you’d be let out once the tension was gone, or until you ate him whole, and not a second before.

He thought, as he watched you, that you were seconds away from vibrating out of existence from pure rage. You wouldn’t even look at him, god he just wanted you to look at him.

He tried apologizing, he wasn't sure what he was apologizing for, but he tried. His words were slurred and confused, trying to find a coherent collection of words to explain he never meant to make you mad, but he tripped over every syllable.

He’s not sure how he ended up confessing his pathetic little crush on you, but he knew as soon as you realized what he meant you were telling him to shut up, shut up, shut up!

“You don’t know what you’re talking about. Taeyong seriously fuck off, you’re drunk.”

But he took the yelling, it was worlds better than the blank stares and cold shoulders. You were acknowledging him, you saw him, so he kept going.

He was expecting a lot of things. More yelling, you trying to break down the door, he wouldn’t even be surprised if you slapped sharply across his face. But the last thing in the world he expected was for you to kiss him.

It was mean. It was rough. It was desperate. For a second he felt like you had switched places. That you were the desperate and love sick one rather than him, but with the doorknob digging into his back as you shove him against the door by his neck, he knew this was real and he was much too aware of every nerve in his body for his own good.

“You’re too perfect,” you mutter between the way you harshly bite at his lips and jaw in a way that he was confused as to whether it was a compliment or an insult, “too perfect. I wished you shut the fuck up.”

He was suddenly bare, and amazingly so were you. Both your bodies were bruised from hands that were much too eager. Your nails left angry red streaks down his chest and stomach, and he felt like it was impossible to catch his breath.

The way you tugged at his hair when he latched his mouth on the amazingly warm space between your thighs felt like an award. Your moans, and weak swearing and insults sounded like heaven to him, and the way you tasted was like heaven too.

He finally got the answers to every question when he was pressed between your thighs. He was fucking you faster than his heart could take, this wonderous moment flying by him much too fast, but he just couldn’t control his body.

The way you writhed against the door he was pressed against what felt like seconds ago made him see red. The way your eyes rolled back into your skull and your chest heaved as his hips moved erratically made him breathless. But the words that slipped past your lips stole his lungs.

They were just as slurred as his, they would have been completely incoherent if his cheek wasn’t pressed against yours.

Love confessions, regrets of pushing yourself away because you thought he was too perfect, too good to be true. A fear that he could never deem you good enough to be in his presence. It stabbed at him in a way your hateful spit never could.

He wanted to prove you wrong, he wanted to show that you’ve held his weak little heart in your claws for centuries now, but he couldn’t find the words. For someone who always seemed to have paragraphs worth of thoughts of you cluttering his brain, he came up short when it was finally time to prove himself.

He hoped the way he crushed his mouth back onto yours was enough. The kiss was no longer mean, but much more desperate. The way you wrapped your fist around his throat was just as strong, but the strength behind it held a much different emotion. And when you moaned out into his open mouth, the sound muffled and coating his tongue as you came around him, he felt all the puzzle pieces of the universe fall into place.

The door was opened when everything quieted down. Clothes were wrinkled and messy, but they were back in their place.

Anyone who didn’t know exactly what had happened in that room would have been a complete fool. Maybe the details weren’t perfect in the minds of your friends, they probably scripted something meaner, more along the lines of a hate fuck and disagreements. But they knew the finale and that was the most important part.

And when you emerged, just as fiery as ever, they saw that they sweet little Taeyong was just as puppy like towards you as ever, but they swore if they looked hard enough, they swore they could see you carrying a leash.

#this might not fit the song perfectly but I went a little insane sorry about that #it also might not make any sense to anyone but me but!!!! oh well #nct smut #taeyong smut #it turned into 1k words idk how that happened im fucked in the head #ask

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talkfantasytome · 3 years

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Would you be open to writing a Gwynriel piece? I'd love to see your interpretation of them!

Helloooo! I'm going to be honest, I'm not entirely sure if this is just a question out of curiosity, or a request for a drabble or something. 😂

So, to answer the question, YES! Absolutely. They're probs a top 5 SJM world ship for me (maybe top 3?) and, to be honest, in my little side Gwynriel convo in 'Don't Forget Your Orgasm', I shocked myself in the banter I wrote - in a good way. Something about them seemed to inspire me, and I hope it'll do the same in a full Gwynriel fic.

Sadly, I often find myself struggling for the inspiration/motivation to start or fully create Gwynriel pieces. But I do wantttt to do more with them. And I do hope to have at least one or two stories in the Velaris State Chronicles be focused on them.

I would love more info on what interpretation you mean - just, in general? Canon compliant? Modern AU? etc. Or if you have a prompt in mind? Just lmk - since I do struggle, I'm all for hearing extra ideas.

That being said, in case this was just a request, here's a small drabble (a true drabble 👀) of Az coming to pick Gwyn up for that date mentioned in 'Don't Forget Your Orgasm'. Az POV, it's a bit short, but it does capture (I believe) what I think they'd be like even in canon compliant once there's healing on both sides.

P.S. Other nonnies - I see you, I love you, I WILL answer you. But it's now past 10 and I'm not the fastest writer. Not the slowest, but not the fastest. lol But if you're in my ask box currently, you will get an answer and/or a piece for the prompt sent - most likely tomorrow when I'm supposed to be working. I've seen you, and I'm all for it. XD

Azriel pulled up to Gwyn's apartment complex, breathing deeply

He couldn't believe what had happened today. Gwyn was a spitfire, to be sure, and she'd definitely not shied away from some flirtatious banter on their first date - but that? That he wasn't expecting.

If he were being honest, he hadn't been expecting the words that came out of his own mouth. In fact, he'd kicked himself internally for that stupid comment on finding her new tattoo…until she replied and he felt himself go hard right then and there.

Thankfully, her two friends - both terrifying in their own right - weren't paying attention to that. One just didn't seem interested in what happened below his belt, and the other was far too interested in what was happening beneath his brother's. Based on the little he saw, he had a feeling Cassian would be having a good night.

After a minute of just sitting in his two-door Jeep Wrangler, Az finally turned the car off and got out of it, heading toward the door.

He buzzed Gwyn's number and was greeted by a quick "Hi! Come on up!" and then a ringing sound to let him know the door was unlocked.

He spent the entire journey to the third floor schooling his features to not look surprised.

None of it mattered when Gwyn opened the door, bathrobe still on, portable curling iron in her hair, still looking like the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

Yeah, he was done for.

"Hi hi! So sorry!" Gwyn sighed, opening the door wider so he could come in. "Emerie and I were about to leave the tattoo parlor, but then Nesta decided to go back into it, and we just ended up talking for way longer than expected. Oh, and for the record, your friend Cassian definitely got lucky."

Azriel couldn't help but laugh as Gwyn just rambled on.

"I had a feeling he would," he sighed, taking in the apartment.

It was cute. Decorated mostly with an ocean décor - lots of shades of blue and green, and a few 3D pieces of art featuring colorful fish. It fit.

"Make yourself at home," she said as she started back toward the bathroom. "I know it doesn't look it, but I'm almost ready!"

"Take all the time you want," he offered, smiling more to himself than anything. "I'm not going anywhere."

Gwyn popped her head back out into the open threshold of her bathroom. "Why would you?" She smirked and winked before her head vanished again.

"Great question," he breathed to himself, leaning back into the couch.

It didn't matter that they'd only had one date so far. There was nothing that could make him leave, could make him miss out on time with Gwyn.

#gwynriel #gwyn x azriel #gwyneth berdara #azriel #gwynriel fic #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #acotar fanfic #acosf #a court of silver flames #anon ask #ask box

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forbidding-souda · 3 years

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"hey! can i have ibuki with a female reader realizing she's falling in love with ibuki and is afraid of ruining her friendship with her bc she's never had feelings for a girl before but then ibuki returns her feelings? tysm & i think your writing is improving a lot!"

Hai mod souda here I think that this ask was in the box so long that there's like a 67% chance that I deleted it (OOPS!) but i don't remember??? ever touching it??? Idk a ghost took it but here

-Mod Souda

uh...i’m 95% sure this was my request WAAAAY back before i became a mod!! so now i will write something very self-indulgent kajfdafds

(if for some reason this was someone else’s request then same hat!!!)

anyway! how have you guys been doing over here??? i’m finally a senior in uni and i turn 21 next month YEEHAW! also welcome to all of the new mods :D

♡ mod kaede

You thought Ibuki was pretty with her long hair and her bubbly, almost infectious energy. You sat next to each other in class and rather than listening to Kizakura drone on about something that didn't matter to you anyway, you would stare at her. Sometimes you would catch her staring back and she would grin and throw up a peace sign. Other times you would pass notes to each other, talking about what you were going to do that weekend or things your classmates were doing.

HAHA omg can you hear teruteru snoring? you wrote to her one day and passed the note rather obviously to her. She opened up the small square of paper and giggled quietly, exchanging a small glance with you before she picked up her hot pink mechanical pencil and scribbled back.

You see her black and white nails out of the corner of your vision along with the familiar square of paper. Her response reads:

ibuki is rather bored too...i kinda get it. what are you doing this weekend? :D

The thought of you two being alone and hanging out made you blush. To most people, this would just be friends hanging out but...to be honest, you had a crush on her. It wasn't a secret either, many school nights Chiaki had half-listened to you talk about her while she clicked away at buttons on her Switch. You hold your pencil in your hand, thinking of how to respond. Sweat forms in your palms. Minutes pass before you settle on a five-word response.

not much, what about you?

She writes back quickly. do you wanna go with me to a concert saturday at 6? ibuki has an extra ticket and wants to bring y/n!

You blush again, this time her response makes you slightly more anxious just to be with her. Different scenarios pop into your mind, distracting you from writing the word ‘yes’ and confirming your unofficial date with her. The two of you singing (or rather, screaming) your favorite songs together and look into each others’ eyes while the colored lights in the venue dance around. You think of her leaning in and ki--

The final bell rings.

“Well, that’s all for today. Saionji, don’t forget you’re on cleaning duty. The keys to lock up are on the desk up here.” Kizakura snaps the textbook closed, gathers his things, and leaves. The shuffling of sixteen chairs fills the room promptly after, and you fold the note up, deciding to talk to Ibuki rather than write to her.

“Y/N? Helloooo?” Ibuki asks, popping into your vision. “What’s taking you so long? It’s okay if you can’t make it!” she says to you.

“Y-Yeah, I can go!” you stutter out, your cheeks dusted pink when your eyes meet hers. “Saturday works for me. We can...even get dinner before.”

“Dinner? That’s awesome! I know of all of these restaurants downtown we can go to! Oh, and by the way, Y/N, did you know that although most of your bones are located in your hands and feet, all of them are located in your body!”

You laugh at her as you collect your things and walk out the door with her. Ibuki continues rambling on, and you can’t say you’re not excited for Saturday.

Saturday comes. You’re sitting anxiously in your living room, waiting for her. Ibuki said that your house was closer to the restaurant. You weren’t too sure about this restaurant, but let her choose because she seemed excited about it. Anything to see her smile, after all.

Knock knock. The sound jolts you into an alert state. Ibuki starts knocking out a little tune onto your front door before you open it, greeting her with a smile.

“Y/N! Did you hear me playing a song just for you?” she grins and proudly places her hands on her hips. You excitedly nod, taking note that the little tune was just for you, and continue a conversation with her all the way to the restaurant.

The food is better than expected and the two of you spend the early evening laughing and joking with each other. At one point Ibuki mentions that she had a girlfriend and you mentally take note of that. A brief period of silence follows.

“You...had a girlfriend?” you ask cautiously.

“Yeah, it didn’t really work out.” Ibuki scratches her head a little and looks off to the side dejectedly. “I hope she’s doing okay, though.”

You continue talking throughout your meal and end up in a nearby park. The sun is setting, and you and Ibuki look out over the water on a bench. The subject of her ex-girlfriend comes up in passing and you swear her expression changes to a sorrowful one. Sadness isn’t an emotion you see often on her. The two of you continue talking about relationships and crushes you’ve had before and decide it’s finally time to tell her your feelings. You take a few deep breaths to calm yourself before looking at her. She turns her head to look at you too.

“Um, well, I think-- actually, I know,” you speak your words slowly, the last few tumbling out anxiously. “That I really like you.”

“Oh really?” her eyes have her signature twinkle in them. “Me too! Yahoo! Y/N likes Ibuki!” she cheers and grabs your hand, pumping it up into the sky. The music gets louder as you get closer to the venue and you smile at each other. You know it’s going to be a fun night.

The night goes on, and the sky above you twinkles with the hundreds of stars in your view. Compared to the volume before, the way home is quiet. Both of you are quietly overjoyed and standing at your doorway. Ibuki turns away after you say goodnight, but you stop her.

“Can we...go on another date like this?” you ask, looking into her eyes.

“Of course!” she responds and gives you a quick peck on the cheek.

You lay in bed a short while after, recounting the day’s events. A small smile graces your face as you drift off and dream about your next date with your girlfriend, Ibuki.

#ibuki mioda x reader #danganronpa ibuki mioda #ibuki mioda #x reader

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ourmondobongo · 2 years

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Hello! I hope you are having a good day! 😊

I know this has probably been asked before multiple times but I was just rereading chapter 139 of snk and there's something that's still vague to me. In the last panels where Mikasa's sitting beside Eren's grave she says "Everyone's coming to visit you Eren" and preceeding those pages we have Armin talking of signing a peaceful treaty with Paradis (meaning they're actually going to the island), aside from that we also have Levi, Onya, Gabi and Falco in London near to where seems to be an airport because Onya's holding a baggage and they're seemingly travelling? So could it be that Levi's going there too? To be honest, I always wanted this theory to be false considering the pain Levi went through because of Eren and of course for his values when it comes to human life which Eren basically crushed under his titans feet. What do you think?

Helloooo!!

Hope you have a great day too!! 🥰💕

Oh, my answer to this will be a mix of HC and deductions. So, let's go!

First of all, I can't believe Mikasa walked God knows for how long and crossed the ocean and another God knows how many miles with Eren's bloody head on her arms LOL I'm still wondering how she crossed the ocean and buried his head on Shiganshina wtf LOL Mikasa having traveled to back to Paradis is something I wonder about because 1. I wonder if people there accepted her bc everyone knew Eren cared for her/ knew her love for him, so they respected this by not threatening her; OR if Mikasa briefly accepted Kiyomi's help; OR if she just lived under the protection and wings of Historia (most probably...).

But anyway, the point is that: since the others could only go back to Paradis after 3 years, and as diplomatic envoys of the world, we know it was a really dangerous situation for Levi and 104th to travel to the island. So Levi is not going there imo.

Contrary to what most fandom seems to believe that happened, though, I don't believe Levi and the 104th got separated during those years/after the Rumbling, nor that they abandoned Levi. They're like his family, his adopted kids. They fought side by side for 04 years, faced the Titanpocalypse together, lost dearest people together, survived many hells together. If anything, Armin, Jean, and Connie would have "forbidden" Levi to travel back to Paradis until they were sure it was safe for him to come too!! 💕 I'm sure they loved Levi as much as they loved Hanji, and they definitely would keep taking care of him both by their own wishes as well as honoring Hanji’s last request!

But I also particularly think Levi didn't want to go back to Paradis just yet. The level of toxicity, yeagerism, misguided sense of supremacy, and all the former work of the SC being turned into military stuff and horribly corrupted would most probably causing him nightmares and disgust. Paradis may be where his 40 years of life were, but it wasn't worth to go back at a time like that, imo.

So for chapter 139, my personal take is that Levi was the one most probably visiting Onyan and Falbi while his 03 boys were saving the world once again. I like to think Levi chose to stay by Onyankopon's house because they became close friends, and ofc, since their connection were someone they both loved so much but wasn't there anymore. The knowing look they share when the plane flies above them tells very clearly Hanji’s absence is a major link and loss for them both...

Aside from this, they also had gone through hell and back together 03 years ago, from Marley attack to the Titanpocalypse. The fact Levi knew someone old enough (late 20 now I guess?) who remembered that as well gives me some consolation because the idea of Levi suffering alone that day because he was the only who remembered is horrible. There was already too much sorrow and losses and pain only he could remember... And Onyan and Levi knew each other for 06 years now...

Gabi and Falco lived happy lives with their own families, they're not orphans to be taken in by Levi or Onyan lol They look close enough for Falco to handle Levi’s wheelchair tho, and I like to think they come to visit Levi from time to time. I don't like to think Gabi and Falco were another cycle of an "energetic brunette and a calm blonde" getting close to Levi though. Snk was a story where everyone wanted to exactly break free of cycles. Even if this looks cute, I dislike the idea... (Must be why I also feel very conflicted about Mikasa with Eren bird and the scarf wrap moment...)

About Eren, I think Levi doesn't hold the lil shit on his death note. Levi had seen Eren's monstrous nature since the prison time back there in Trost, and he was one of the people who had pushed, pressed, and worked alongside Eren to save humanity (Paradis at that time) from extinction inside the Walls. Free the Island from the terror of the Titans and discover the truth of the World was only possible because they all had given everything to get there. The despair and destruction post RtS arc were another matter, and by Levi’s own reluctance and sadness in killing Eren - another of his kids, and the one who had fallen so low and committed so much atrocities - certainly hurt him deeply.

The biggest tragedies of Levi's life were caused by the Titans existence in general, tho, as his family was persecuted bc of their unforgettable blood, and the Underground life kinda of existed bc Humanity was trapped within the Walls ruled by buffoons, and for many years Levi witnessed monthly tragedies, until he lost all his dearest people and SC comrades to battles against Titans, and had to watch Humanity die mercilessly because of the Titan monster who once had been under his own wings and flown for freedom side by side with him. Far from hate or feelings like that, I imagine Levi felt a mix of pain, sorrow, grief, disappointment, some regret for how things had gone so south, and even pity toward Eren and his downfall.

In the end, I'm just glad Levi ended up snk surrounded by nice people and away from yeagerist Paradis. Home is where the heart is - and Levi's heart desperately needed a comfortable, welcoming and above all free shelter. Enough is enough. And what was most important for him from Paradis' Island he carried in his head and his chest - the memories of the time he spent with the ones he loved.

(Oh, and I was almost forgetting - Levi also wanted to enjoy the freedom outside the Island imo. And I'm glad he was doing that.)

#answering devoted hearts #snk 139 #pain #someone hugs this man please #🥲#snk 139.1 #ty for the ask!#I'm crying first thing in the morning but it's worth it

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ambivalent-anarchy · 3 years

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Body

Part 1 of 2

Part 2

Masterlist

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Warning: None

Anon requested- can I get a one shot where the reader does the body positivity trend with the new megan thee stallion song and the reader is insecure about how ppl will react to it?? Most importantly how peter will react to it?? K thanks

Awww I love doing smol readers and where Peter's actually the one that has it together lol sooo thanx for this

The TikTok is that new body positivity trend with that Megan Thee Stallion song. Couldn't link it because tumblr acts weird about links but part 2 will have a video for Peter. Also reader will be 18 (senior in high school) cuz some people think minors shouldn't participate in the trend lol

A/N: Either a motivation fairy hit me in the middle of the night or I'm really just that bored to the point where I had no choice but to get my motivation to write back. Either way I'm happy lol. Enjoy! Thanks to @yumings and @kelieah for helping me feel confident in this lol

Will definitely be a two parter🙂

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Body oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy-

You'd finally finished editing the video.

It was a simple, short collage of all of your favorite selfies and pictures that showed off your body well. There was a new trend going around on TikTok and when you saw it you just had to jump at it headfirst.

People would take their favorite pictures of themselves, ones that showed off their bodies just the way they liked, and they'd put it to the sound of Megan Thee Stallion's song "Body".

You looked through your entire phone gallery to find pictures that you were confident enough to post, some you'd forgotten you even took in the first place.

When you were done, you threw in the simple caption that everyone was using.

Heard we're using this sound to show off. My turn then😜

Yeahhhhhh, the caption sounded much more confident than you actually felt.

You actually thought about deleting it from the minute you posted it. Insecure wasn't even the word for it. And even with your followers there to hype you up, you couldn't help but feel self-conscious. So, albeit hesitantly, you went to your friends for support.

The first person you showed was Michelle.

"You killed that," she said in math class as she passed you the phone underneath the table so that the professor wouldn't see.

"Thanks," you said. "I was honestly kinda nervous about it." You noticed her incredulous look and explained yourself, toying with the loose strings on your jacket. "Like seriously, I don't wanna fish for compliments, it's just that there are so many better ones out there."

Michelle gave a lopsided grin. "That's just you being insecure, you dork," she retorted. "You look hot." She gave an uninterested glare at the teacher when they told her to be quiet. Then she turned towards you with a smile. "You shown Peter yet? I bet he'd agree."

You shifted in your seat nervously and MJ immediately caught on. "What, you don't wanna show him?" She gave you a look when you took a while to answer. "Dude he's literally your boyfriend. I'm pretty sure he'll like it."

"MJ, we haven't even-" you looked around secretively. "-we haven't even taken our shirts off in front of each other yet. There's literally a pic of me in my sports bra and I.." You shrugged, a little embarrassed by the conversation topic. "I-i just don't know how he'd react."

You and Peter were a fairly new couple and were taking it slow. You'd only ever kissed, cuddled, and held hands so far. Plus, you were a major causal clothes wearer. Sweatshirts and jeans, those were your specialty. The two of you were in no rush and you were both fine with that, but you had no idea how he would react to seeing pictures of you like that.

And, though it wasn't the most feminist approach, you kinda wanted to impress him. Was that so bad?

MJ, forever the voice of patronizing reason, rolled her eyes at you. "So, let me get this straight. You're not fine with your boyfriend seeing sexy pictures of you, but you're okay with literal strangers seeing you instead?"

"Look, I know it's-"

"No, no I totally get it," she said with a sympathetic smirk, before laughing. "I just wanted to show you how dumb it sounded though."

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

"Look," she said, standing up and getting her things. "You have nothing to be worried about. Peter practically worships the ground you walk on. He'll love it."

When you showed Ned, he genuinely didn't give a shit.

"Oh my God, there's a new Megan Thee Stallion album?!"

"Uh, yeah."

"I have to listen to it right now!"

"Yeah okay, but do you like the-"

He was already plugging in his headphones before you even finished your sentence.

You showed Harry next. If anyone was gonna rate you unabashedly, it'd definitely be him.

He was the only friend you had in your lunch period, so you met up with him every day. Towards the end of lunch that day, you'll pulled out your phone and asked if he wanted to see the video. He enthusiastically agreed.

He watched the short video with an amused expression, bopping his head to the music all the while.

When it ended, he handed you your phone back and gave you a high-five. "Damn girl!," he praised. "Just throwing it out there, if Peter fails you, I'm hella available."

"Heh, thanks." You smiled as you felt your entire face heat up. "Ya think he'll like it?"

"What, you haven't shown him yet?" You shook her head, giving a nervous smile. "Oh-" he nodded confidently. "-he'll love it. Trust me."

"Are you sure?," you asked.

"Yeah," he responded with a shrug. "Why are you so worried?"

"Because he's not-..he doesn't really seem-" You couldn't find the right words for it. "I dunno, I just really want him to like it!"

Harry scoffed. "Look. Let me tell you a little secret about Peter Parker," he snickered. "Or practically all guys for that matter."

"Okay?," you said, curious as to where this was going.

He smirked. "You remember when he introduced himself to you at my party last summer?"

You nodded.

"Well, hon..." Harry lowered his head to where he was whispering in your ear. "Your personality wasn't what he was noticing from across the room.. catch my drift?" He chuckled when he saw you blushing as you caught where his eyes had wandered. "Just sayin'."

Seeing your incredulous expression, Harry continued. "Peter likes to act like he's not checking you out every second of the day, but I promise you he is. That little "I'm so respectful and bashful" crap he has going is complete B.S."

You smirked and rolled your eyes as he pulled away from your ear and kept walking. "You're an ass."

Harry shrugged. "True, but I'm a realistic ass." The alarm on his phone sounded which marked his time to start heading to his next class. Standing up, he smiled down at you. "Seriously, if I could take back all the time spent listening to Pete go on about how good you look in your jeans, I'd be one well rested guy."

You rolled your eyes, but it betrayed the small smile growing. After all, he wouldn't be Harry if he wasn't a flirtatious dweeb. "Bye Harry."

"Show him the video, [Y/N]. He'll love it. You know I'm right."

And then there was one...

Later in the day, you were talking with MJ after school, waiting because Peter always insisted on driving you home because chivalry was not going to die as long as he was alive to keep it going.

When he finally showed up, the first thing he did was take you by the hand and give you a quick peck on the forehead.

"How are you guys doing?," he asked as your little trio started to walk.

"We're good," you chirped, ever so conscious of the phone in your pocket that you were suddenly very hesitant to pull out.

MJ noticed and nudged you. "You got anything you wanna show anybody, [Y/N]?," she asked with a smirk, causing Peter to look at you curiously.

You stayed quiet, but MJ still wasn't putting up with it. "I think you may have a video that you made..."

You remained silent and Peter looked at you, a lot more confused now. MJ frowned. "Um... cough.. cough."

Peter laughed and stopped walking. "Okay, what am I missing?" He looked to you and when he didn't see your expression falter, he looked to MJ. "What's going on?"

Michelle shrugged. "[Y/N] wants to show you a dumb TikTok she made but she's scared about how you'll react."

"Michelle!," you scolded.

She shrugged again. "What? You weren't going to say anything anytime soon."

"A TikTok?," Peter questioned. "Cool, which one did you do this time?"

You could feel your face heat up for the hundredth time that day. "It's a...um.." You stared down at the ground. Jesus, this was hard. "..It's a body positivity trend."

His eyebrows went up at that. "Oh, well um.. is it cool if I see it?," he asked.

You blushed. "Sure." You pulled out your phone and opened the app. When you got to the video you quickly shoved it into his face before you had a chance to second-guess yourself.

Both you and Michelle watched Peter's face as he watched the video.

His cheeks immediately turned red but his expression was unreadable. He had to have watched it over 5 times before MJ pulled the phone out of his hand. "Helloooo, earth to Peter Parker?"

She snapped into his face several times and he started to blink wildly, apparently being pulled out of a trance. "I...um- heh.."

You gave a small, nervous smile. "..did you like it?," you asked, growing confused as stared at you, his expression still the same. "Um, Peter?"

Suddenly, he smiled and let out a little chuckle. "Sorry... just..." He laughed again and scratched his head, unable to keep eye contact. "You're just- like.... really hot."

You blushed. Fuck. "You're not just saying that are you?"

"No, really like-" He looked back at the phone. "...Damn." He bit his lip. "How on earth did I get so lucky?"

"Okay, can we please get in the car before I throw up?"

The two of you looked at an uncomfortable MJ with embarrassment riddled on your faces. "Yeah, totally," you said with an awkward cough. "Sorry."

"Nice video [Y/N]," Peter murmured bashfully, opening the door of his car for you, his face still beet red. "Really nice..."

Tagging: @allegra-writes, @allegra-soleil l, @yumings, @hey-its-grey, @spideyyeet, @sunkissedspidey, @tommyunderoos, @chaoticpete, @snarky--starky, @sovereignparker, @thesherlockianavenger, @bubblebucky, @eridanuswave, @ithoughtthiswastwitterbutfr , @kidney9-9, @gwenvrse

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