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reikunrei · 1 year

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i just kinda wanna be ooey gooey about free! for a second.... i always get so sad when ppl who didnt stick with it still harp on it as just being fanservice and “the gay swimming anime” bc like. sure, it is both of those things, but also. you literally cannot deny that the story is something so deeply human and personal and loving.

like, it’s about doing what you love, but making sure it’s good for you, and that it’s what you really want to do. it’s about finding purpose in your life and in the things you enjoy, and the connections you make with other people. and how those connections will forever shape you, for better or for worse, and if you want it to be for the better, you have to put your own foot forward and take it into your own hands.

and it’s about how nothing that you love ever comes to an end. those bonds, those memories, will last forever, and they will always be there to help you.

it was so popular in 2013 when it first aired bc it was “the gay fanservice anime” of the year, but man, the story as a whole... like the actual story is so lovely. and i think it’s such a shame that the general view of it is so closed-minded because the general public didn’t stick with it past season 1. allow the love and whimsy of unshakeable friendship into your heart!!!

#i say things #free!#im just *sobs uncontrollably over the show*#however. it is very much one of those shows that i feel is like #you had to have been there LOL #but maybe that's just me bc i do view it through such a lens of nostalgia #like. i would recommend it now to ppl. but. hesitantly LOL #and then i'd probably say 'just watch s1 and s2'#those are objectively the best after all #like man s1 is soooo so so good #ANYWAY i should start to get ready for bed soon.....#<- that guy's lying btw #also laughing at me saying it's abt knowing when something is good or bad for you #*aggressively sweeping fs2 under the rug repeatedly*

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swxxtsxcchxrine · 11 months

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I feel like i need more emphasis on Miguel's level of nasty because he is just messy. point blank period. imagine he's got you on all fours, your face is stuffed into the sheets of your shared bed, he has your arse in the air all the while his face is stuffed right in your pussy. he's sucking and slurping on your cunt from the back because he knows you like it. maybe too much. one hand is laying comfortably on your bum cheek while the other holds your hands in place on the small of your back to diminish any attempts you have to run away. not that you would anyways. his face moves up and down your slick slit, his tongue prodding at your tight hole. he groans in satisfaction as you push your hips into his face and cry out a silly version of his name. his hand squeezes your cheek in affirmation "that's it, bonita," he praises. his words go straight to your sticky cunny as he slurps loud enough for the neighbours and their mothers to hear. he lifted his head momentarily just to spit on your puckered hole: watching as the fat glob slides down the globe of your arse, not before catching it with a finger and sliding it in. he feels you tight hole squeeze as he stares in awe. he lowers his head back onto your throbbing clit and starts suckling on it, drinking up your sweet juices in tandem. he shakes his head from side to side receiving a high pitched sob from you in return. he brings down his heavy hand to slap your soft bum, hard. he rubs the sore spot as his finger continues to work on your ass. he's moaning and groaning, whining and whimpering into your cunt that he loves too much. "Miguel...you have to stop, i need a break PLEASE!" you plead no avail. infact, he pushes another finger into your tight hole. you silently plead he's not hoping to stuff his hefty cock into your puckered hole. it's already too overwhelming for you. he's still playing with your hot pussy while still at it with your rim. he removes his fingers from your asshole and watches it clench and unclench uncontrollably as your orgasm hits like a truck. he lewdly spreads your cheeks apart, mouth agape, watching your tight holes squeeze around empty air, waiting so patiently to be filled by his pretty, long, thick, heavy, pleasurable, delicious, tasty, mouth watering, eye rolling, name yelling, soul snatching, creaming and screaming, sobbing and rolling around the floor, toe curling, earth shattering, squirting fountains, mood lifting, dopamine giving, life changing, powerful thrust, pretty, dark brown tipped - remember nips match tips - veiny all over, a proper 8-9 inches, he's definitely a grower, he grows while he's inside of you so its the most delicious stretch everr, undeniably good, leg shaking, heart wrenching, name forgetting, drooling, mind dumbing, mind breaking, back arching COCK.

i'll glad be on my knees for THIS man. 🥴like im not even joking brooo ill do jumping jacks on the d just for him he can dump ALL the cum he wants in ME, i'll gladly be the mother of his children. i swear, ill be the perfect little wife for him. he wakes up in the morning to freshly made breakfast and coffee. his clothes are washed, dried and ironed to perfection. his shoes are clean and polished, his shower is already running at the perfect temp. he comes home from work? i'll great him with a fat kiss and a home cooked meal. the recliner is out the tv is on his favourite show, when he's getting ready for bed, its ready made, his clothes for tommorrow are out and im waiting for him in bed. i need him so bad he doesn't understand i'm so upset why isn't he real. like...who am i ever going to find thats gonna compare? will i ever find someone that compares, omg imagine if i don't...☠️☠️☠️☠️ see lemme not God forbid🙏🏾

🫨 (ignore that i just wanted to use the emoji ibr)

#smut #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel x black reader #miguel x black reader smut #spidervere smut #spiderman smut

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meowpupp · 3 months

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Hi , im here with a thought, i can just imagine puppy reader crying to price about what kyle did and how she was just curious and she didnt really wanna disobey and to please not get rid of her and stuff like that , so kyles punishment is eating the reader out just exactly as price wants , price i feel like is more aggressive and less forgiving towards kyle compared to reader , i feel like price has that "nothing is your fault ♡" attitude for his sweet pup

pt1

owner!price x chubby!puppgirl x pup!kyle

tw//: p in v, oral (fem reciving), hybrid receiving, collars, rough sex, slight mention of overstim, fem reader, collars, probably my most filthy smut yet

prices heart breaks as you cry into his chest, clinging onto him tightly. in all his time with you, hes never seen you so distraught. your body is almost shaking, tail low and ears pulled back as you sob and babble. he just holds you tight, rubbing a big hand firmly up and down your back. “Shhh, s’okay pup. Talk t’me when youre ready, okay?”

It takes almost ten minutes, tears still spilling down your face as you pull back to look up to him. “please, m sorry captain. i didnt mean t’break the rules,” your words are interrupted by uncontrollable hiccups and stutters, hands gripping his shirt tightly, “please sir, please don get rid of me. i promise ill be good!! wont ever break the rules again, please!!!” you break down into a fit of sobs again, whimpering into his chest as he holds you tight.

He easily lifts you up, your body melting into his as he sits you ontop him. you now straddle his lap, burying your face into his neck. its almost sweet, how youre so desperate for his comfort despite your expectation of rejection. price just holds you tight, hands firm and secure on your body, breath steady and soothing. once you calm, he slowly pulls the story out of you. every little detail.

he tries to hide the way his face darkens as you speak, his eyes narrowing as you explain what kyle had done. once youre done, he sighs, hands still rubbing circles on your back. he glances over your shoulder, eyes lingering on the garage door.

“stay here, okay? Be a good girl f’me and strip. kyles gonna say sorry for bein so mean.” with a kiss on your forehead, he lays you down on the couch, leaving you to follow his instructions.

within ten minutes he returns, not even glancing at you as he enters. his eyes are trained on kyle, watching him closely. a leash is clipped to his sprenger collar. a new addition.

he forces the other pup to kneel at your feet, hands forceful and grip rough. kyle is huge, broad-shouldered and muscular, looming over you between your spread legs, his eyes trained on your pretty cunt. you can almost see him drool, licking his teeth as he looks over your exposed body as if wanting nothing more than to grip onto plush waist and bury himself 9 inches deep.

youre snapped back into reality as price tugs harshly on kyles leash, making the collar dig into his neck. “Speak, mutt.” the tone of his voice almost makes you curl into yourself. he sounds vicious, angrier than youve ever seen him.

kyle eyes meet yours for the first time, “im… sorry.” he mumbles half-assed. you can tell hes itching for your soft body. its almost torture having you spread out for him, yet denied the permission to touch.

price almost growls as he tugs the leash harder, causing kyles eyes to widen for a moment. “fuck, im sorry, i swear.”

price lets out a huff, pushing kyles head down, making him come face to face with your pretty cunt. “Show her, mutt. Apologise properly.”

its almost instant the way kyle buries his head in you. his hands wrap around your thighs, pulling you flush to his face. his nose bumping your clit as drinks in your slick. its perverted, the wet noises that fill the room, the way he groans as ruts into the couch as he devours you.

price doesnt allow him an inch of space, denying him reprieve from your drooling cunt. his voice cuts through the mix of moans, directing kyle exactly what to do. telling him how fast, how slow, whether to suck your clit or thrust his tongue. hes almost cruel, tugging kyles collar harshly each time he doesnt listen, leaving angry red marks around his neck.

but to you? well, how could he ever be mean to his sweet girl? a calloused hand cups your cheek, his low, growly voice talking you through your nth orgasm. he kisses your forehead, letting you hold his free hand tightly as your legs shake and your hips buck, your voice filling the room as you cry out.

its only once kyles face is completely covered in your slick that he lets the pup pull away. hes panting, cock straining against his pants as he aches for release. kyles eyes meet prices, desperate and needy. “Captain, please, fuck,” his hands twitch as they hold your thighs, resisting the urge to pull your twitching cunt closer, “let me fuck her, ill make her feel so fucking good, have her screaming for you-”

hes cut off, eyes wide as price harshly grips his jaw. “When are you gonna learn?” price reaches down, palming kyles growing tent, making the pup whine, “shes not yours to fuck.” he lets go, pushing kyle to the ground, denied and throbbing.

price makes him watch as he gently picks you up, pulling you once again into his lap. your back presses to his chest, legs hooked around his knees, forced to spread. Price is quick to unbutton his pants, sinking you down on his fat dick. you can feel his hot breath tickle your neck as he laughs, finding amusement in the way your back bows as he forces himself deep inside you.

his hands trail up the curve of your waist, coming up to cup your tits. he squeezes the fat, grinning as it bulges between the gaps of his fingers. you can both hear kyles whines, eyes trained on you as price starts to toy with your nipples for a moment. “moan for me pretty girl, let him hear how good i stretch out your tight fuckin cunt, how your pretty body belongs t’me.” his beard tickles you as his lips brush your neck, “bounce f’me pup, show kyle what hes missing out on.”

the roll of your hips is hypnotising, kyles eyes wide as he drinks in the sight. your tits slightly jiggle each time you come down, your thighs spread wide as price shows off your swollen cunt. “see that kyle? how she takes me?” price reaches out, gripping kyles arm and pulling. he lands with his cheek pressed against the soft pudge of your tummy, able to feel as price fills you with each thrust, “feel that?” price fucks up harder into you, making your body jolt as you squeak, “thats only for good fuckin pups.”

he pushes kyle away again, leaving him to fall onto the floor, cock throbbing and aching as he watches your pretty cunt get ruined by your rightful owner <3

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yok00k · 3 months

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coming down

pairing: non-idoloc! x idol!jk

genre: angst

“i always want you when i’m coming down”

sypnosis: although you sleep next to jungkook every single night, it feels like you’re million miles away from him.

wordcount: around 1,000

warning: in 1st pov, it’s a little sad (for me), open ended ending, one sided love, allusion of cheating, oc’s world revolves around jk (don’t be like her)(lowkey im her), toxic relationship, lack of communication

author’s note: this did not go as I initially planned help-_- i was gonna make light jealousy oc/jk drabble idk how I ended up with this. i hope yall sob w/ me or lmk ur thoughts

an absolute ideal.

his performance. the concept. the way he sang his new released songs flawlessly. how smooth his dancing movements were. how the stage composition and development were so sumptuous.

and most importantly, how romantic the live performance was, given the fact that there was an actress involved in the show.

calling Jungkook an amazing artist would be an understatement. He’s creative, unique, and original in his masterpieces. Everything he does, no matter what, is just mesmerizing and astounding. He’s indeed a true performer.

Jungkook dedicated several months to work on his solo album. The time and effort he had put to his work is just admirable. On most days, he stays up late, trying to come up with so many possible ideas and options he can add on his album.

and I was there by his side. I chose to be.

I was there, waiting for him to come home every single night, or usually midnight, in our noiseless living room, wrapped with a thick blanket and loneliness. He would arrive home, but as night by night goes, I was accompanied by nothing but solitude. it feels like it’s taking over me.

I was there, in bad days where Jungkook is focusing on the negatives and having doubts in himself. Days where his standards for himself weren’t being met. both of my shoulders were closely next to him if he needed something to lean into. Reminding him that it’s okay and he’s doing wonderful.

I was there, even in times when he didn't want or need me to be there. times where he just wanted to be by his own with no distraction. but here I am, continuously showing him my undying love and support for him.

I chose to stay there. on nights where he stopped saying “i love you” back before going to dreamland. I hugged him closer as I convinced myself to believe that he just didn’t feel like saying those three words at those moment because of all the stress he undergoes through day to day.

I gave all of myself, I’ve done my part as his other half. Just like how Jungkook produces his works, I poured all my love and time to him, leaving not a thing for myself. It sounds foolish, but that’s just how I love

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

we’re both lying on the massive bed, only inches apart from one another’s body yet it feels like he’s millions of miles away from me as I stare at his cold, broad back that’s facing me.

I’ve got to used to this upsetting scenario at this point but that doesn’t mean it hurt less.

The whole bedroom feels chilly. I’m freezing, solely due to the fact that his warm arms weren’t wrapped around me like they used to be. as i’m not hearing his snores, I know that he’s still awake

“Do you still love me?” I manage to ask out loud and clear, immediately regretting the words that came out of my mouth even though it’s simply an inquiry.

a question that’s been going around my head for quite some time now. a question that i’m afraid to know the answer to because his response might be the response my heart doesn’t wish to hear or else it will shatter into millions of pieces.

my hope for an answer rapidly decreased as seconds went by filled with silence. The absence of noise that surrounded me was deafening; abundantly mocked the emotions I was feeling at the moment, screaming at me that my feelings didn't matter.

It's alright.

I did nothing but wipe the single tear that uncontrollably rolled down my cheek.

it’s stupid. I should’ve just kept it to myself. maybe that would be less embarrassing. less problematic. less painful than I was feeling minutes ago.

I turned my back against his as I accepted my defeat. maybe I’m just tired. maybe drifting to sleep will make me feel okay although I know deep inside that I won’t take the pain away. this is not some type of feeling i’m unfamiliar with to begin with.

I shut my eyes, as I try to put myself to sleep. but in that process, i felt his body moving, turning around, and finally snakes his warm arms around me. a pair of arms, the same ones I longed for so many nights.

“____, why would you ask that?” he giggly asked, sounding like he just heard a silly question. as if i was just being clingy and wanted some piece of his attention.

‘because i don’t feel like you love me anymore’

the man waited for a response, waiting to see if I was just fooling around or that was really genuine. the noiselessness, just like all times, answers the question we both interrogate to each other.

the heavy feelings just got worse, if not heavier. even so when he talks more. “i won’t be laying next to you if i wasn’t.” as if that makes me feel better.

indeed, he’s physically here by my side yet distant. Jungkook is so far off that I’ve lost him. numbness was all I felt as I heard his words. I couldn’t be more content now that I have my answers.

his indirect answer to a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question is enough for me to know where we stand.

I can’t help but to turn my body to face him, just to stare at his doe eyes that I easily get lost in due to the fact that they hold thousands of stars, if not a whole world in them.

regretfully, my eyes should’ve just maintained contact with doe-like eyelids. but rather, they drop their focus on the side of his neck, detecting a foreign lipstick shade that he might have forgotten to wipe off. a shade that will be tattooed in my brain and will forever hate.

Inhale. Exhale. I chose to shrug it off, bringing my attention back to his worn out face.

“I love you” truthfully and whole-heartedly confessed to him once more just like I always do. although this was a little bit different because I don’t expect him to say it back anymore.

and with that in mind, this was also the last night that I will to express my love for him.

#jungkook fanfiction #jungkook fic #jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader #jungkookxreader #jungkook angst #jungkook ff #jjk angst #bts angst #bts ff #jeon jk #jungkook #bts jk #angst #emocore

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winwintea · 26 days

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how wayv would react if you showed up at their doorstep covered in bl**d with a g*n

how wayv members would react if you showed up at their doorstep covered in bl**d with a g*n. PAIRING ▸ wayv x reader

TRIGGER WARNINGS ▸ mentions of: bl//d (o) and g/ns (u), very angsty

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ i watched the winwin and ten lovely dance cover again and cried because im an emotional trainwreck... REGARDLESS. idk actually how this prompt came to me but damn

Qian Kun

Kun’s lips are pursed together, his eyes widen at the sight of you. With your blood stained cheeks, mixed with your murky tears, you were covered head to toe in… red. He looks you up and down before demanding angrily, “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?” His voice is loud and clear, and you can’t help but choke up a few sobs in response, unable to answer him. Kun grabs the gun out of your hands, and embraces you in a tight hug. This time his voice begins to crack and it’s a lot softer, “What did you do…?”

Ten

Ten was so caught off guard by the blood, he didn’t even notice the gun in your hands. “Holy SHIT! What the hell, y/n?” Strings of curses followed, but you couldn’t do anything but just sob uncontrollably. Ten gazes into your teary eyes. It’s hard to see your face clearly, since it’s covered in blood. Although Ten had no idea what you did, you had come to him for help. He grabs your shoulders and presses his face close to yours, and gives you a comforting smile, “Come inside. I’ll get you cleaned up.” He would be your rock. He would be your shield. He would protect you. Always.

Dong Si Cheng

Winwin has mixed feelings as soon as he sees you at the door. He’s definitely shocked, but hides it well. The gun was directed towards Winwin, but your hands were shaking, trembling. You were a wreck, a blubbering mess. He places his hand upon yours, slowly lowering the gun. “Why don’t you put the gun down and tell me what happened?” His voice has a soothing and calming edge to it. He embraced you in a hug, rubbing your back, as he whispered in your ear, “It’s going to be okay.” And that’s almost enough to make you believe his words. Almost.

Xiao De Jun

Xiaojun cursed as soon as he saw you. “Woah…” He held his hands up in defense, eyeing you carefully. His eyes nervously glanced around the area, wondering if any of his neighbors might take notice. You remained silent, your shaky fingers still wrapped around the gun. The scent of blood fills the air, which Xiaojun notices as quite fresh. Once his shock has worn over, he finally breaks the silence, “Are you going to tell me what happened or are we going to be here all day?”

Wong Kun Hang

Hendery is just at a loss for words. The first thing he says to you, trying to process everything going on in front of him is, “Oh. That looks… messy.” (no shit) Hendery stands there awkwardly, not sure of what to do. He looks into your eyes and stares back at his reflection. There’s nothing left he realizes. Whatever you did, whatever caused this mess… didn’t matter. You would never be the same. The person he once knew, was gone. Lost forever. And he could never get you back.

Liu Yang Yang

Yangyang hadn’t expected you to turn up at his doorstep, much less covered in blood. “I’m trying not to freak out… but is the blood yours?” You shook your head, and he stared at you, in awe for a second. He put his hands around your shoulders, and felt how much you were shaking. Not wanting to disturb the neighbors, he brought you inside, wrapped a towel around your body, and quickly filled a bucket with water so he could wash you off. “Yangyang…” You called out to him, your voice still trembling, “Do you trust me?"

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gunilslaugh · 4 months

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heyy, hope you are having a great day. im currently sobbing like a baby in the subway. could you please write junhan comforting reader after they had a huge fight with their friends etc. that would be really comforting thankcyou 🩷

Hello, I'm so sorry to hear about you crying :'(. Sending you love and hugs <3 <3 <3. I hope this helps you feel better!

Han Hyeongjun

Summary: Hyeongjun comforting you after you had a fight with your friends.

WC:588

Warning:none

photo not mine credits to owner.

Tears spilled from your eyes uncontrollably as you made your way home. What was supposed to be a fun hangout with your friends somehow turned into a big blowout. Your emotions are an overflowing mixture of pain and anger. The status of your friendship is very unclear at the moment.

Shaking of your hands made it increasingly hard to open your door once you finally made it home. Hyeongjun heard you arriving home and happily made his way to meet you. His happiness was quickly turned into concern when he saw your state. Tear stained face, bloodshot eyes, heaving, choppy breaths.

“Y/n what’s wrong?” He asked you. You shook your head, unable to speak. He encases you lovingly in his arms. Leaving a gentle peck on your temple. “It’s ok,” he soothes. One hand rubbing circles on your back. His other arm wrapped snugly around your waist. You both stay like that for quite some time while you calm down. Starting to relax in Hyeongjun’s warm embrace. “How about I get you something to drink?” he offered.

“Yes please.” Your voice was weak and hoarse. It yanked on Hyeongjun’s heartstrings. First he guides you over to the couch, making sure that you are comfortable.

“I'll be right back,” he excused himself. He then makes his way over to the kitchen to make you your favorite tea. He prepares it the way that you like it before carefully, but quickly brings it to you. “Careful it’s hot,” he tells you, handing you the steaming mug. He finds his place right beside you. His arm wraps around your shoulder when you naturally lean into him. His delicate fingers run through your hair. “Do you want to talk about it?” he carefully questioned. You took a sip of your tea, setting the mug down.

“My friends and I got into this huge fight,” you told him. Hyeongjun reaches for one of your hands, rubbing his thumb over the back of it.

“Friends fight sometimes. It’ll be ok,” he tried to reassure you.

“I don’t know Hyeongjun. This fight was really bad and I-” Your throat tightened and tears pricked your eyes.

“It’s ok it’s ok. Don’t cry,” he shushed you, taking you into his embrace once again. Hyeongjun isn’t the best with words, so doesn’t know what to say. He hopes that you can feel his unconditional love and care through his actions. “Just give it some time,” he told you.

“But what if things don’t work out? What if our friendship is really over?” you voiced your concerns.

“It’s ok. Sometimes we have to say goodbye to friends. I know it’s hard, but you’ll be ok I promise. I’m right here for you ok? I’ll always be here for you,” Hyeongjun says. His words bring you a much needed sense of comfort as did all of the other things he did for you.

“Promise?” you asked.

“Promise,” he said. He brought your hand up to his lips pressing a kiss on it to seal his promise.

“Thank you,” you showed your appreciation.

“Of course.” He smiled. You once more made yourself comfortable against his side. This time one arm is around your waist, drawing random little patterns. You picked a show to watch while you drank your tea. You couldn’t be more thankful than to have Hyeongjun and the solace that he brings to you. Hyeongjun couldn’t be happier than to be there for you wherever you needed. As long as you two were together everything would be ok.

#xdinary heroes #xdh #xdh imagines #xdh x reader #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary heroes x reader #xh junhan #xh hyeongjun #junhan x reader #han hyeongjun x reader #hyeongjun x reader #han hyeongjun #hyeongjun #junhan

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sickoherd · 5 months

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THE 100 -- dating reader from a different clan

mild angst???

requested by @nickeverdeen: gn!reader who is from a different clan and got captured by their group (smth like Sasha case), but reader is in relationship with them (Clarke, Sasha and Octavia) and is innocent?

era: s1 dropship

author note: sorry i havent posted in ages my mental health hasn't been great :) also im going to add in sasha once I finish rereading the books bc unfortunately I don't remember her very much.

Clarke:

the two of you met early on, she was at the river about to bathe, and you stumbled upon her whilst hunting.

she pointed her gun at you, you threatened her in trig...

it was all so romantic.

clarke never could have pulled the trigger though, your beauty struck her.

when you saw the internal battle in her eyes, you relented, raising your hands in surrender to show her you meant no harm, you were just passing through.

she let you leave, albeit, reluctantly.

that was just the first of your many encounters.

always at the river, it became your secret spot

the both of you would go there daily, hoping to catch a glimpse and feel those butterflies erupt in your bellies.

communications between the two of you was tricky however, you didn't understand her language and she didn't understand trig.

so you had to communicate at the start through offerings.

you would bring her food, or help her fish.

or even guard her while she bathed.

or you joined her...

eventually, you manged to learn a few words of her language, and your ability to speak them grew with every conversation.

you hadn't been dating for very long,

but she was always so insistent that you stay away from her camp

she didn't want the others to think you were a threat and kill you

of course though, you just didn't listen

you wanted to bring clarke some herbs you found, of which you had been tsught had medicinal properties.

You just wanted to share it with her

clarke was on guard duty tonight, you observed from further in the trees and woodlands surrounding their camp

the noise and bustle of the camp didn't frighten you, if anything it made you feel better that you wouldn't be heard as you made your way to clarke

however, she spotted you first

the look she gave you was one of pure death.

oh was she pissed...

you just gave her a smile.

clarke had a quick scan of her surroundings to check no one else was around, before walking over to you

holding out the herbs to her, she gave you a confused look before you explained.

"good for healing!", you beamed at her and she practically melted at your smile

she couldn't help herself, she just had to kiss you, but as she leaned in and you placed your arms around her, you heard footsteps.

in the dark, your loving embrace wasn't too visible, but to bellamy, who had just stumbled upon the two of you, it looked murderous.

"let go of her!" bellamy shouted, making you jump and clarke looked so scared all you wanted to do was hold her.

"bellamy no wait-"

but he didn't wait, he shot you in the leg.

"no! stop!" clarke screamed, tears falling uncontrollably down her face.

bellamy ran to her, checking her over for injuries, while you were writhing in pain on the floor

by now, a small crowd has formed, hush whispers of the words grounder and dangerous

bellamy had to restrain clarke as she tried to get to you, now being dragged off by miller and a few others.

she was sobbing, completely incoherent.

she couldn't let them take you...

Octavia:

you had seen her before

chasing butterflies, kissing a boy

you admired her truly

she was beautiful

the way the blue light shone on her

she was in her element and you were just happy to witness such a beautiful moment

you did not believe that you should attack these newcomers, but rather learn about them,communicate with them

like lincoln did

from then on, when you could, you looked out for her

never approaching her, just spectating

however, you two met officially through lincoln

you grew up with him, he was like an older brother to you

so when you entered his little hideout, you were incredibly shocked to find the girl you had been so hopelessly admiring for days inside.

unfortunately, you were in the cave when octavia was found, lincoln was off hunting

so it was you who was taken...

octavia had seen you before

she saw you in the trees, or in the woods and in her dreams

she saw you in that cave

she saw you get knocked out by her people and dragged back to her camp

she didn't know you, but oh how she wanted to

she longed to know you

this mysterious grounder who had been haunting her dreams

but now they were going to torture you and most likely kill you

octavia snuck into see you, to help you escape

you were so beat up and battered, but octavia still thought you were as breathtaking as her dreams

of course, since arriving on earth, she's been one for doing spontaneous things, but she couldn't name the force that drove her to kiss you.

but she did, and it was right

it felt so right that when you kissed her back, butterflies exploded in her belly

but now she had to get you out

she had to save you

#sy talks 🌥#the 100 fanfiction #the 100 #the 100 x reader #octavia blake x reader #octavia blake #clarke griffin x reader #clarke griffin #the 100 books #cw the 100

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mengy007 · 11 months

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The Aftermath of today’s episode:

(The sun and Moon show episode: Eclipse is a sad nobody)

Eclipse stumbled wearily through the pizzaplex as a soft sobbing noise was heard.

Sun’s outburst plus the pain he was experiencing from the Star’s backlash had caused him to cry, he had never actually cried before so this was new and alarming to him, gosh what if someone found him like this?!

“Why can’t I stop…” He mumbled through whimpers and cries, “this is so pathetic…”

He ended up collapsing after his legs gave out on him and he fell in the place he wanted to be in the least…

Gator Golf.

‘I’m going to die here…’ he thought, Sun and Moon’s words rang in his head…

He clamped his hands over the sides of his faceplate, trying to block out the noise, then reached out for something, anything. Some source of comfort thought he knew he didn’t deserve it…

To his surprise, a gentle blue and green hand held his, and without thinking he took hold of it, his artificial lungs were breathing rapidly as he struggled to say something, a reassuring hand pat his head and an angelic voice hushed him, “Hey, it’s okay Eclipse. Im here” The voice spoke Eclipse recognized it now…it was Earth.

Eclipse was choking on his words, sobbing uncontrollably

“It hurts, it hurts…” He whimpered, “I can’t breathe…”

“Just relax, it’s okay” Earth said, continuing to pat his head “it’s alright, you’re not alone anymore”

Earth helped him to sit upright and put her hands on his shoulders.

Eclipse was covering his face with his hands and was still sobbing softly, “Eclipse, you need to breathe okay?” Earth said, “follow me, just relax. It’s okay”

She slowly breathed in and out, making sure Eclipse followed her breathing, and eventually he calmed down.

“…but why?” Eclipse asked, “Why what?” Earth replied, tilting her head a bit “why did you help me…? I hurt Sun and Moon, I killed Lunar…” Eclipse said, Earth frowned and reached up to put a hand on his cheek…

Eclipse gasped lightly and flinched as if she was going to hit him.

This saddened Earth even more, and she gently rested her hand on Eclipse’s cheek, Eclipse looked at her, seemingly amazed. He had never had any form of physical attention or comfort before, this was his first.

“I help you because no one deserves to suffer like this, even someone as bad as you are…” She said “and technically, I’m your sister. This is just what siblings do for eachother” she gave a friendly smile.

Eclipse listened to her words and gently held the wrist of her hand that was on his cheek

When she attempted to pull it away Eclipse just whimpered and pulled it back, he didn’t understand why but he didn’t want the comfort to leave…

Earth sighed and gently hugged Eclipse

The hug from Earth was warm, gentle, and Eclipse felt safe…

All these emotions were new to him, some were scary to experience and even scarier because he didn’t understand them, but Earth made all those bad feelings seemingly melt away…

Eclipse just went limp, letting Earth hug him.

He closed his eyes and let out a content sigh, he was so tired…

Maybe for once he could sleep and not have to worry about anything…

Just this once.

And before he knew it, he had drifted off.

Earth noticed how still Eclipse was, and when she glanced at him she saw he was asleep, She smiled a bit and picked him up which was an easy task because she was much taller than him, she went into the vents and being Earth, naturally she was curious and had often explored the vents, she had found a little secret storage room she could hide him in so he could sleep, in her eyes he was a child, he didn’t fully grasp what he wanted and had no idea how to process emotions. So naturally, she took care of him like one.

She set up a small little makeshift bed with an old mattress and a blanket she found as well as a pillow, and she gently laid Eclipse there, tucking him in.

Her work was done here, so she left him a note on how to exit the place just in case and left the vents…

#i love this thing #sun and moon show #crying rn #fnaf #sundrop #eclipse #five nights at freddy's #yas #earth #sams

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bluejelly8 · 7 months

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so i am sobbing uncontrollably after finishing Midnight Mass and I'm really glad i didn't see it sooner. Its very good but i was not in the place to see it or process it then and im still not sure if i am now, but i am typing this in tears because god fucking dammit I have lived pieces of that show.

little pieces, tiny pieces, but those pieces changed and defined so much of my life and in many ways still do.

For starters, Riley and I share a name and an attitude with the church. I have had the same conversation he had with his father at the beginning of the show many, many, times. I have been made to sit through my own confirmation and see the entire congregation look over at me as i sat in the pew because my fucking name was still in the hand out listing the confirmation candidates. My best friend got confirmed to appease her parents, but i was stubborn and i wouldnt on principle. That doesnt really matter and i dont want to ramble, but needless to say, going into this show i knew it would be emotionally heavy for me for that reason.

I have met so many people like Bev in my life. I have sat in churches just like St. Patricks and I know that is the point but Flanagan makes it well. I watched Riley sit back for eucharist and i watched the camera zoom in on his face and the empty pews behind him. I know that feeling. I know that feeling of isolation and loneliness in a place where supposedly you are never alone. Because god is in all his churches.

And i was so scared watching this show that i would watch him find faith where i have failed to. I have been burned so, so, so many times by atheist characters converting and its a celebration and 'thank god they found god!' and the relief i felt as he burned away on that boat I cannot describe. I dont honestly think i can describe how this show has made me feel at all, but i am still crying.

Hearing Erin's speech at the end. Watching Hassan and Ali pray on the beach, one last time. Seeing everyone gather in the square to sing, one last time. To praise their god one last time, to pray for his mercy and forgiveness and to know that they would be granted it. To watch John and Mildred hold their baby. To see that bitch Bev try to dig a hole in the beach only to die screaming and in agony. She is the only one who screamed.

I dont really know where im going with this, sort of just train of consciousness-ing this i guess. But i think there was something really cathartic in this for me and nothing nothing has left me this shattered yet whole before.

im not one to usually post anything here and the first rb or message i get from someone saying 'not all christians' or 'jesus loves you' or fucking anything like that ill delete this post and block the fuck out of you. You can keep that shit to yourself. Yeah i didnt have to post this, but you dont have to say anything, either. And that seems hostile but i am sick and tired of being told shit i already know.

#midnight mass #mike flanagan #vent post #vent #at least i think this is a vent idk anymore #this show has done something for me that no priest or deacon has managed to do in entire life #tw catholicism #midnight mass spoilers #yeah mike fucked me up with this one #good on him #religious trauma #that tag also feels fair #i have to remind myself that thats what it is #tw religion #tw religious trauma #those only seem fair too for someone else

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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Hihihihihiiiii (人 •͈ᴗ•͈) i hope im not being too annoying but can i request a toddler reader with bonten reader is like todoroki and he would sometimes freeze the water or milk he'd be drinking and he would go to one of the bonten members with a frozen cup all sad and stuff and he would accidentally set something on fire when he gets angry or nervous like let's say one of the kids from a playground he likes to go to takes his favorite toy or pushes him off the swing whatever he'd be holding it would be set a flame i hope you have a nice day and drink lots water (◕ᴗ◕✿)

Hihihihi

You're not being annoying at all!

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(Name) waddled around the executive lounge sadly, the boy accidentally froze his milk again and wasn't sure what to do as he looked for one of his dad's to fix the problem.

"Papa?" (Name) called out as he wandered through the halls, every person in the building knowing who the boy was and knew not to mess with him when he saw the familiar scar of Takeomi "papa!" (Name) said wandering over and showing him his frozen sippy cup "fix?" He asked cutely "again bud?" Takeomi sighed as he lifted the boy up and walked towards the more private area of the Bonten men's offices and thought about when they first got (name).

They were not expecting a baby who could manipulate ice and fire that's for sure.

"Here bud, new milk" takeomi said handing him his little sippy cup "try not to freeze it this time yeah?"

"Thank you papa..." (Name) said before sipping it, cuddling into his dad's side as the elder man walked towards the meeting he was on his way to begin with.

"Hm? (Name) why aren't you with your nanny?" Koko asked as the two entered the meeting room, little (name) drinking his sippy cup happily "Mrs Hokkaido is smooching someone" (name) said innocently as he was handed into mikeys lap, the toddler offering his other dad a sip.

"She's w h a t?" Ran said incredulously as the men pulled out their phones and checked the cameras and sure as shit.

There she was kissing a guard.

Ran quickly sent a text to have her collected and brought to the basement as he looked at his son lovingly "thank you for telling us bud!"

The meeting went on as little (name) napped in his dad's arms, Mikey rubbing his back gently as they all left the meeting room "hey bud wake up, we still gotta go to the park" Mikey said softly and (name) rubbed his little eyes gently "park?"

"Yeah, let's go bud"

(Name) was sitting happily in the park, a private one in the neighborhood where their mansion was situated at and the toddler was happily playing with his toys in the sand pit as his dad's spoke to the moms who lived in the area.

Half the gated community was in crime in some way so everyone was pretty familiar with one another.

"Gimmie that!" A boy yelled out and ripped the action figure from the toddlers hands roughly, the toddler tearing up at this "it's the limited edition one!"

"Give back!" (Name) cried out as he reached for the toy only to be shoved back into the sand "shut up! This is mine now!" The bigger kid said with a sneer as the sand below (name) began heating up as the boy began sobbing uncontrollably and catching the eye of his dad's "who the fuck made him cry?" Kaku said coldly as the bigger kids mom's came towards the commotion "(son's name)! Did you just take that toy from him?!" One of the moms screeched angrily as she snatched the toy from her son and handed it back to the toddler "apologize to them right now!"

"I-I am sorry..." The boy said almost pissing his pants at his enraged mother and the toddlers dad "and to his dad!"

"S-sorry..."

"I cannot believe you boys, stealing from a little boy like this! We raised you better than this!"

Kakucho lifted little (name) in his arms, the boy smoking but not on fire just yet and the sand below him turned to glass from the heat "you ok bud?" He asked softly and (name) clung to him "oh poor thing, let's get you an ice cream ok? (Sons name) I will be telling your dad about this"the mother said coldly and the other moms agreed as the group of boys were sent home presumably to get grounded.

"Cream?" (Name) asked curiously and the moms cooed at his precious nature and the rest of Bonten joined them once the situation was resolved, the now large group eating ice cream happily "again we are so sorry our sons did that!" One of the moms said as she cleaned (name)s cheek "all resolved, no need to dwell" Ran said with a charming smile and little (name) offered Mochi a lick of his ice cream happily as his action figure sat beside him.

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #bonten x reader #x male reader

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herprincess · 1 day

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i heard you have requests open!! im aware you're The Velchid Guy(/gn) but im on my hands and knees for some velritz(velvet x kid ritz) somehow...

Ooooh, what a fun pair! I haven’t heard of this yet.

Here you go!

VELVET/KID RITZ “Stars”

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Ritz sighed as he finished up an interview with yet another celebrity. It was now about midnight, and she had a snobby attitude and had a snarky comeback for every question he asked. Her name was Glitz if he recalled correctly. Just another basic celebrity with the same masked personality, trying their best to charm whoever was watching from home. He moved onto the next star, his boss said he had to do all the interviews at the event… no help at all. It was gonna be a long night.

Next up was.. Velvet and Veneer. He prepared himself and rehearsed the questions in his head before approaching the two. His eyes had been on Velvet for awhile. The twins had done tons of interviews with him and they exchanged numbers eventually, so he knew them at the level of a floater friend. Velvet was stumbling on top of Veneer who looked around awkwardly. He noticed Ritz coming up to him and immediately straightened his twin sister up by the shoulders, trying to cover up the fact that she was drunk and failed pretty miserably. Velvets eyes darted around from the sudden movement before they focused on Ritz.

“Hey… hey. Did you know I gottt,” she holds up two fingers, “TWO cats… named.. haaa.” Velvet forgot what she was trying to say and went back to trying to escape her brothers grip.

“No you don’t?” Veneer groaned, looking up at Ritz. “Sorry about her.. she’s uh, just having a lot of fun!” he was obviously trying to cover up the fact that she was underage and drunk.

‘Man, do these events in Rageous even pay attention to age limits?.’ Ritz thought before remembering where he was and looked away for a second before refocusing his attention on the two.

Ritz opens his mouth to speak, but Veneer suddenly got dragged away by some random guy that he seemed to be friends with. Since his grip had previously been on Velvet, the sudden jerk made her crash right onto the floor, with a loud thud. He winced and crouched down to poke her, checking if she was out.

She rolled over onto her back and started giggling uncontrollably, kicking her legs like a little kid. Ritz smiled a bit at the sight. Seeing her act childlike and laughing for real made him see her a lot more human than her celebrity facade showed. But he did realize she was drinking underage, and he really didn’t want her getting in trouble… Oh! He could try and flush the alcohol out of her? Maybe that could work fast.

“Um, Velvet, can you come with me? And try and act normal..” she looks up at him with those big blue eyes, they were dazed and her pupils were dialated. He breathed in sharply. She was so obvious.

“Stranger danger!” she exclaimed and tryed running away, but Ritz held her around her stomach, making her just look like a cartoon character trying to take off.

She looked back at him, comically defeated. “Okay, fine, stranger.”

He sighed, relieved, and helped her walk over to a cooler filled with water and alcohol. Her eyes widened at the sight of another drink and tryed reaching in. He shoved her away from it.

“Oh, no you don’t.” He grabbed a few bottles of water and slammed the cooler shut. His boss was going to kill him, but the law would kill Velvet if he didn’t try and help her.

She looked up at him with the most hurt look she could come up with, and tears started pooling in her eyes. He thought she was crying over the alcohol, but she definitely wasn’t. “I love mac and cheeeeese…” she slapped her hands over her face and sobbed dramatically.

“Yeah, I know you do.” he didn’t know what else to say. He lead her to the bathroom since it was more secluded and sat her down on a platform that was attached to the wall. He sat beside her and opened a bottle of water.

“Look, Velvet, you need to drink a few of these, I just don’t want you getting in trouble.” he holds the water up to her mouth and helps her sip some. Some dribbled down her chin and dropped onto her dress, leaving a few dark spots.

She didn’t argue and continued drinking it with his help, then suddenly shoved the bottle away, causing some water to go flying on the floor.

"Oh, look at the stars! So beautiful!" she points up to the ceiling, her face melted into a more relaxed look. He looked at her in bewilderment, man, she was gone..

"We're inside. Those are ceiling lights." he rested his head and his palm and smiled a bit at her. She was a much more enjoyable person to be around when she wasn’t constantly degrading something or trying to seem sophisticated. She was just a normal teenage girl just this once.

He noticed she’d been quiet for some time and looked down to see dozed off, her head resting on the wall. He smiled a bit and decided to scroll on his socials. Yeah, he could’ve left her there to sleep and finished up his interviews. But he just.. couldn’t.

‘Shit,’ he thought with a audible sigh. ‘I only got her to drink one bottle.’ She had slept for a few hours, and he eventually joined her, moving his head to rest on the opposite side of the wall, his hand resting on his stomach, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

He felt a shake. Another. Ugh, was that his mom? His eyes opened slowly and he remembered he was still at this stupid event. Wait, HAD THEY LEFT THEM THERE? The event had to have been over by now. That’s so embarrassing! Oh no.. oh no no no.. He had to-

Velvet turned his head to face her, and smashed her lips into his, gripping his hair. His eyes widened, but closed after a few moments. Well, that was unexpected, but it’s all he’d ever wanted. He knew his face was bright purple by now. He gently placed his hands on her waist, and pulled her closer. Their teeth lightly brushed together, making him shudder a bit before going back in. He quickly understood what he was doing and backed away.

“Is that what you’ve been wanting?” She brought her hand to her mouth snickered at how flustered he was.

“Velvet, stop, you don’t know what your doing.” He scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with her.

She chuckled. “Oh, yes I do.” Her voice sounded different. He looked at her confused, then realized. Her pupils were back to normal and her mannerisms were the same as he’d always known.

“I’m sober now, obviously.”

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#velvet #trolls #velvet trolls #velvet and veneer #trolls band together #trolls 3 #trolls fanfic #fanfiction request #i hope you like it #Velvet x kid ritz #kid ritz #kid ritz trolls #💖

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leviathanspain · 2 years

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temptation in the hours of pleasure

sirius black x reader

angst

!! read with caution !! mature themes !!

synopsis: sirius black had betrayed you by showing the entire school your sextape

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“i don’t think you fully understand the severity of this situation, black.” you hissed, you sounded like a teacher to your own ears but sirius was like a brick wall, astoundingly difficult to get through.

he smirked, “what’s wrong, kitten?” he pulled your arm, sitting on the couch with his legs open for you to take a seat, he tried to get you to sit but you pulled away, and sirius glowered, “what? a few people see your pretty cunt on camera and suddenly you don’t want to play anymore? what were the words you used in the video again? ‘fuck me like i’m just a hole’?” he murmured your words and you cringed, stepping back.

“not just a few people, sirius. everyone! everyone has the fucking video because you were careless!” you shouted, sirius standing up as you began to wander over to the fireplace of the gryffindor common room, letting your legs give out on you as you sobbed into the carpet. you felt your body heave with the sobs, suddenly uncontrollable as you continued to cry.

sirius walked over and knelt down next to you, coos left his mouth as his hand moved to hug you, pulling your face off the carpet. you leaned back into him, “it’s alright, kitten..” he hushed your cries and you faltered for a moment until you shook your head, angry that you gave into him so easily.

you pushed him away and crawled onto the floor, before standing up. anyone would’ve said you were pathetic, pathetic for crying over a stupid five minute video of you riding sirius. but your parents had been notified and you were on the verge of expulsion. sirius was too, but he was a black, they wouldn’t dare even try to discipline him even if he was estranged from his parents.

lily descended the steps from the girls dormitory and grabbed your shoulder, pulling you up the steps, she looked back at sirius who was staring at you, she caught his eye and she glared daggers, something she never did.

days passed. you avoided sirius like the plague, and basically everyone at school except lily and the rest of the boys who were rather sympathetic to the situation. only when they were with sirius did you ignore them too, finding the walls suddenly so interesting as they turned the corner. sirius had tried hard to get your attention, but you had refused to even look at him. the backlash with your parents was as you expected, it was bad, and you tried to play it off as sirius taking advantage of you, something you didn’t want to have to do but considering he had willingly sent the video out, it seemed fair. your parents wanted to remove you immediately from your schooling but you again, convinced them to let you stay, and that a boy would never bother you again.

the teachers were less forgiving. rules on the fraternization of boys and girls was strictly watched now, curfews were enforced more tightly and anyone forbid you go to the forbidden forest to shag, which when desperation called, some students did.

you were an outcast, shunning yourself from the regular social scene of your school. lily had even left your side after a while, you let her, not wanting to deprive her of having a normal schooling experience.

comments of, ‘nice tits!’ or ‘moan for me, kitten!’ haunted you at every corner. the only person you had found solace in was your brothers old best friend, your brother had graduated and seemed to leave ward conners behind. ward had always been friendly with you, taking you under his wing when you had joined the qudditch team as a beater, even if he was in another house, he had taught you everything you knew.

ward approached you when you had gathered your broom up, exiting team practice. slytherin was due to take the field after and so happened your paths crossed. he smiled his perfect smile, and asked for a bit of your time.

“i heard about everything. im so sorry.” he looked at you and you sighed. ward continued, “black is an asshole. a bloody moron for-“

you looked at him, “did you see it?”

ward hesitated before nodding, looking down at the ground, “it’s- i didn’t want to. i didn’t know it was you, in fact-“

you nodded, stepping back, “listen- it was nice talking to you but i really gotta g-“ you turned to walk away and your face fell into the chest of the one man you were trying to avoid.

sirius grabbed you gently, and pushed you behind him, “don’t even try it.” he hissed and you pulled him back, “he didn’t even do anything!”

sirius looked at a surprised ward who’s lip curled slightly as he realized sirius knew of his plan. “i overhead him talking about cornering you, and making you beg the way you begged on the video.” sirius seemed to grimace as he said this, “i came to stop it.”

you looked at sirius and you could see the honesty in his eyes, he really did come to save you. but this wouldn’t make you take him back. you looked at ward who was blushing crimson and back at sirius, an unreadable expression on your face as you stalked off.

you pushed your food around as lily sat next to you. you leaned your head on her shoulder in anguish and lily held you as sirius approached the table. you looked at him and for the first time you didn’t sneer, sirius had hope. hope that one day you’d return to him.

epilogue

#harry potter imagines #sirius blurb #sirius black imagine #sirius black x reader #sirius black smut #sirius black angst #hogwarts imagines #hogwarts angst #sirius black imagines

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ethereal-maia · 4 months

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just saw the shipping bingo you reblogged

comfort ship?

DAVID AND GENYA YESSS (I have many comfort ships but these two have taken over momentarily ^^)

im so in love with them oh my god. do you even understand. she thought she had no chance if he ever found out about her past but he knows metal. their love is unconditional. a ruby is stronger than an emerald do you fucking get it yet. they would kill for each other. their friends ship them really hard. I know metal. I don’t get jokes, or sunsets, or poetry, but I know metal. Beauty was your armor. Fragile stuff, all show, really. But what’s inside you? That’s steel. It’s brave, and unbreakable, and it doesn’t need fixing. You don’t need fixing. (yeah I pulled that off the top of my head. so what.) he kept a notebook!!! full of things he loved about her!!!! he died ON HIS WEDDING DAY!!! AND SHE BURNED THE NOTEBOOK WITH HIM “SO HE’LL REMEMBER IN THE NEXT LIFE” LIKE HELP MEEEEEE they make me sob uncontrollably oh my god.

#thanks for the ask!#genya safin #david kostyk #im spiralling I love them so much #danya #ask game

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sincerelywebsy · 2 months

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my arrow favs 🫶

season

s5

season five ollie is so silly, him and felicity’s arc is so good 😭😭😭!!!! i rlly like the development of team arrow too, and his haircut is the best at this part🤗🤗 mayor ollie SOLOS.

ps seasons 4-6 he had the best arrow suit ong.

ship

i think olicity but i’m not super sure!

again, the s4-s6 arc makes me FERAL

the beginning of s4 when felicity wasn’t fully there when oli and her were living in ivy town☹️

when he was about to PROPOSE and they had to leave..💔💔💔

WHEN FELICITY BROKE IT OFF W OLI BC HE DIDNT TELL HE ABT WILLIAM BUT SAMANTHA HAD GIVEN HIM AN ULTIMATUM???

that pisses me off SO BAD u don’t even understand

aaannyway

i’ll say olicity but here’s my honorable mentions:

dig & lyla

roy & thea

i can’t remember any ships all of the sudden whoops

character

oliver ofc 🫶🫶🫶

idk how to explain it rlly but

he’s so me fr sometimes. it’s so cool to see his overall character development, and how he goes from being super defensive and isolating to being more open and okay w himself ??? oml i love this show

more honorable mentions (there’s a lot.)

rene ramirez

his & oliver’s friendship is just 🫶🫶 the end of s6 when they make up ☹️☹️

dinah drake

gf. need i say more

thea queen

her & oliver >> they’re dynamic is so good 🙏 she is so strong jesus

john constantine

he doesn’t appear much here but i’ve seen both Constantine & Legends of Tomorrow and i <3 him

tommy merlyn

pookie ! again, need i say more

ray palmer

i said there was a lot didn’t i. his romantic life is SO SAD oh my lord. he’s the silliest

maseo & tatsu yamashiro

sobbing uncontrollably, i cannot😭😭

sorry last one

laurel (e2)

it’s crazy how much they skipped over her ENTIRE UNIVERSE COLLAPSING????? everyone she had ever known was gone, and they barely covered it holy shit. i understand why oliver did what he did but JESUS

villain

adrian chase (ofc)

he was just generally the best villain. no beating him dude. best evil plan, holy shit he was good.

honorable mentions (in no particular order):

slade wilson

his arc w oliver??? god damn, plus his evil plan was pretty sick

damian darhk

i’m a lot of ppl will disagree w this but i liked him bc he was so silly abt murder. his lines were so good

“sorry i can’t hear you over your throat collapsing” HELLO??

floyd lawton/deadshot

bbg. that is all

team

s5-6🫶🫶🫶🫶

dinah is my beloved, i fuxking LOVE rene, rory, im ngl im not big on curtis 🧍 he’s ok 😭 evelyn was pretty chill, liked her betrayal.

i just love seasons 4-6 if u couldn’t tell

headcanon

sin is nonbinary. i prommy. quentin calling their haircut a boy haircut?? bro is a QUEER. the name sin?? screams trans. their style.. u can’t deny it

they’re nonbinary and no one can change my mind

#i don’t remember who i got this from mb #whoops #arrow #the green arrow #cw arrow #grayson talks about arrow #oliver queen #arrowverse #green arrow

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rabiesram · 2 years

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ullr’s past and info part 1 </3

TW/CW for murder, death, blood, child death (just to be safe), fighting etc this isn’t meant to be a fanfic im just chronicling his info ig

Ullr is an Eurasian Lynx born in Snowheim, a realm crafted out of snow and ice. He was the eldest child; having had a younger sister named Estrid. The last surviving member of his family is his mother, Atla, whomst he visits often in present day. His father was absent. Ullr became the main provider for the family at a young age, insisting his mother stay home and tend to his little sister. At 12 he was already skilled in melee and knew how to use his claws precisely so he could skin meat properly for cooking. He eventually developed a thrill for the kill after years of hunting. One evening he was bringing back food when he found blood splattered outside in the snow outside of the family’s cottage. He discovers his mother cowering in the corner, uncontrollably sobbing. A scream from the next room was his sisters. A cloaked figure - emblems on the fabric signaling that they belonged to a cult. The two get in a brawl and Ullr comes out on top, clawing the stranger’s neck open. The feeling of another man’s life slipping away because of his own claws is incredible to him. Different from killing for food. Unfortunately, his sister has lost too much blood. He stayed with her for her last moments, holding her paw and muttering prayers for a safe passing through the veil of death before tending to his mother. Years went on. He took care of his Mom until he was 19. Atla insisted he go see the world and to not let her tie him down. Over the years, his mother had taught him how to read and create specific sigils. She told him it's finally time to put the knowledge to use. Atla gifts him a book of spells and sigils as well. He reluctantly left with the promise of coming back to visit soon. Using a sigil, he travels regions. He begins to discover what other regions have to offer. The concept of money/gold coins confuses yet interests him. Seeing things that he could buy with these coins leaves him with longing; nice tailored clothes, weapons, accessories, warm and exotic food, etc. Ullr stumbles upon a fight in one of the regions between two men. One of them is held down and the other is wielding a knife. It’s a mugging. Not one to turn cheek, he intervenes. This scares the offender off. The man who was under attack gets up and thanks him. Asks him if he’s from the fight tournaments because of his skill. Curious, Ullr inquires about it. The stranger is more than happy to explain about the town’s famous fight tournament that brings crowds of people each year and it’s coming up. (It’s only once a year. Late Spring to early Fall). The winners are paid. Ullr finds out how to participate and quickly becomes a favorite among the crowds for his win streak and makes a living off this for a season. This attracts attention from the wrong people. Some man pulls him aside one day when Ullr was heading to the inn to turn in for the night. He can tell this dude is suspicious right away. The stranger asks if he’s really Ullr. Ullr confirms his identity, he doesn’t want trouble. The man says he’ll make his time worthwhile, showing off a bag of coins. He explains that he wants to put a hit down on an upcoming opponent. Ullr is undecided. Stranger says he’ll meet them in the same place at the same time tomorrow. The next day he spends questioning himself. ‘Should I do it? It’d be a lot of money. What about this person's family?’. It leads to him remembering the day where he murdered the man who killed his sister in cold blood. How good it felt after taking a life. The cold air reminds him he only has a few days left before his main flow of money is gone. He accepts that night. The next few days he tracks his target and learns their movements. He finally makes the hit on the third day of stalking, sneaking in at the dead of night and taking him out quickly. The thrill runs through him and he can’t help but feel proud. Impressed, the person who ordered the hit pays him and promises him that he’ll share the word with his colleagues. Ullr has found his new job.

#ullr the lynx

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not-isiangg · 11 months

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Mistress of the Night, Progenitor of Darkness

her fight and fury is fiery; oh, but she loves (cherry wine, hozier)

fanart for summerblack's The Future's Keeper on Quotev

you can clearly tell i havent touched any sort of art materials or my drawing tablet since my 2nd year in uni LMAO

ANYWAYS offering my soul and life and my firstborn to summerblack and their fic!! thank you so much for your hard work :DD their fics either make me twirl my hair and giggling and shit or wail uncontrollably over my phone while stimultaneously worrying my sisters,, there is no in between (i'm very normal i promise)

read their fic. please. im begging. its so good.

the thing here is that the mc from TFK and the mc from Changing History are kinda similar, not just in quirk, but also in my designs of em. the stark difference here is that the TFK mc has brighter eyes (signifying their relatively normal,,ish childhood while the CH mc has darker colored eyes, almost black (signifying that from the get-go, they are Fucked; read the latest chapters and you'll see what i mean)

LISTEN i am half asleep when i drew this at 3am but it shows that in this alternate reality(?) mc accepted Obsy and her quirk in general(the black goo dripping from the top) as it is right from the beginning while it took a dangerous excursion and a villain raid during class for her counterpart (the mc in CH) to FINALLY trust her own quirk and her own sister

slobbering on the floor, prowling, yelling, sobbing at the fact im supposed to draw the mc with the trio BUT i am still not yet over oboro and what happened (he deserves better!) so i couldnt bring myself to do it. mostly because i cant draw when im crying and tears streaking down my skin is a sensory ick.

been listening to a lot of hozier songs lately,, hence the title

might draw more for their works in the future because it tickles all the good chemical in my goo goo gaga brain and i cannot stop my hands

to summerblack, i hope you're having a wonderful day!!

-isiaaaa <33

#isia-says #isia-draws #fic rec #fanfic rec #fanart #i need a better sleep schedule im so exhausted its not even funny

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