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kiyoors · 4 months

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tsukishima kei x reader

warnings: afab! reader, mentions of unprotected sex, unclear relationship between reader and tsukki, kei is bad at feelings

you hear tsukishima shuffling in the bathroom as you lay on his bed.

looking up at his ceiling, you try to figure him out: is he the kind of guy who’ll kick a girl out after he sleeps with her? will he let you stay? should you get dressed and make a run for it while he’s busy?

instead, you stay where you are, only choosing to drape your arm over your face, the crook of your elbow resting over your eyes. you close them. you’ll leave it up to him to decide what he wants to do with you.

would he walk you home if he kicked you out?

eyes still closed, you hear him come back into the room. you brace yourself for rejection and the eventual walk of shame.

the bed dips as he kneels on it, inching closer to you.

you feel him tap the side of your naked thigh, “open your legs,” he says

you do so, choosing not to remove your arm from covering your face until you feel him clean the mess in between your thighs with a damp hand towel. you guess it’s the least he could do before kicking you out— given that most of the mess is his.

he sighs once he’s finished, discarding the rag, eyes still not meeting yours as he makes his way to the dresser across the room.

“you…” he drags the question out as he rummages through the top drawer.

“want a shirt?”

you hum, and he throws it over to you.

he’s pacing the room again, picking up the various clothing items you were each wearing before the night’s encounter.

you see him fold your pants, the shirt you were wearing, and your bra. he picks up your panties and finally, shyly, meets your gaze, cheeks coloring.

he throws these at you, too. you to put them on.

he’s back to his drawers, pulling out a clean pair of sweatpants for himself. the waistband rests low on his waist as he finally, finally, comes back to bed.

“umm,”

you take this as your cue to leave, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed, searching his room for your phone, your keys, your wallet.

“i tend to run pretty cold at night,” he begins, clearing his throat, “do you want an extra blanket incase-

“are you leaving?”

he cuts himself off when he realizes you’re collecting your belongings, your pants already in hand, waiting for you to put them on.

you feel like a deer caught in headlights. your mouth falling open into a soundless oh.

“you want me to stay?” you ask him, unsure

immediately, tsukishima gets defensive, closing himself off, “i mean, no one’s forcing you to.”

he looks away, and you feel like hitting yourself with a hammer repeatedly.

“text me when you get home.” is all he says, still not meeting your eyes.

“tsukki-”

“what.” his tone is harsh. he’s furiously picking at the skin around his cuticles.

“i-i want to stay,” you tell him, nearing him where he is sitting on the edge of his bed. while he still pretends to be upset, he’s readily parting his legs for you to nestle in between them, burrowing his head in your stomach as you stand in front of him, your fingers immediately moving to scratch his scalp the way he likes. his hands gently cup your ass, bringing you closer.

tsukishima breathes in the scent of you and him mixed together through his shirt. you’re good to him. too good sometimes.

the truth is he wants you to stay in his bed (and his heart, and his life) forever.

“call me kei,” he tells you finally, softly, “s’the least you can do after asking me to cum inside you.”

“kei,” you say, smile on your lips, savoring the syllable, “can you get me an extra blanket?”

he huffs, pulling you down to lay beside him, “you won’t need one after i’m done with you.”

#it’s 1am #thinking about him #emotionally repressed tsukki is my fav #let me kiss the boy and show him what love is ‼️#LAST FIC OF 2023 #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu tsukishima #hq tsukishima #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #jess writes!☆*:.｡. o

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reiketsunomizunomegami · 1 year

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Slashers with a stressed s/o

Warning: Implied anxiety, Fluff in the End

Feat: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, and Jesse Cromeans

Michael Myers

-Probably not the best when it comes in Comforting someone but seeing like this make his heart sink in a very unfamiliar feeling

-Michael will approach you and gave you a questioning look with means of What's wrong y/n and if you tell him that you're having a bad day and you were so stressed out of other things such as work, Michael will take a day off from his job killing just to spend the whole nigh with you

-He might even gave you some of his favourite Candies and let you snuggle into his Broad chest

Jason Voorhees

-One of the Best one when it comes in Comforting someone

-Jason will give you a confused look and ask you what's wrong and you tell him about your stressful day he will instantly pull you into his arms and sat you on the couch

-he will even cook for you if you wanted too and Jason will put on your favorite Movie just to soothe your stressed out body

-After that Jason will put you into a very comfortable slumber with you into his Arms

Thomas Hewitt

-Just like Jason but with a hint of Awkwardness

-Thomas will instantly know that you're stressed out throughout your day because Hoyt has been Nagging you non stop about how you should help and act around the house

-He will Scoop you into his Arms and take you to your shared Bedroom.. Thomas will also make you some tea to calm your nerves down for a bit and after that he will run you a bath along with a nice massage on your shoulder

-Thomas will warn Hoyt about how he must treated you in a very respectful way and tell him that if Don't stop from nagging you he will make sure that Hoyt will be the next meal for the day

Jesse Cromeans

-The best at the best

-Stressed out with work? Worry no more cuz' Daddy Jesse will take care of everything

-Jesse will constantly cancel all of his business at the moment and showered you with lots of gifts and Affection just to help you to relieve your stress

-he will deal with every stress that you're experiencing right at the moment

-Jesse will also ask you the cause of and when you tell him that it's about someone he will ket Preston to deal with it while he was here and making sure that you're having a good time.

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figofswords · 3 months

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anybody remember the stephanie brown essay I was working on under a research grant fully last summer? yeah it’s not done yet it super needs to be done and I’ve been avoiding working on it for weeks. someone tell me to just do it already

#the problem is. actually there are several problems #1) I’ve been out of the Batman/dc comics phase for almost a year so I don’t care that much about the topic #2) I am fifteen pages in and have not touched it in months so I’ve completely lost my train of thought #3) I can’t just reread it because I hate first five pages or so and I know I need to change it but I was trying to finish before editing #so now my only solution is I need to open up a new doc and completely restructure the whole thing by splicing together the existing writing #so that I can figure out where the hell im going with this and make sure things fit together better #unfortunately that sounds fucking exhausting #but I told my mentor I would have an update for him by the end of the week and. well. it’s the end of the week #I have to present it in April. I have to write and submit an abstract in March #the school gave me $1500 for this stupid essay and if I don’t have anything to show for myself.#well. I don’t know they can’t take the money BACK but it’s not a good look #and also I would feel bad #I did the research!!! i interviewed comic writers even!!! I just haven’t finished WRITING IT DOWN #and I KNOOOOWW once I get started it’ll be fine once I’m going I’m going #but STARTING is hard because I feel like I have to finish it in one go which makes it so huge and daunting #I’m like. slamming my head into a wall. just write a couple sentences Jess something is better than nothing #just start it you don’t have to finish just START just MAKE the new DOC #I know!!!!! that is what my therapist would say!!!! Jess you’re trying to oneshot it bc of your dumb adhd brain!!!!#stop looking at it like that and making it scarier!!!#but even tho I know that logically I’m still like oh I should put away the dishes o should make bread #I should work on my six different art pieces I should do laundry i should play with the puppy I should go for a walk I sh

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thedeadthree · 5 months

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-`. LEGS 2024 SPOTIFY WRAPPED.

tis the season besties!! the loveliest lovely @leviiackrman tagged me to share my wrapped for this year!! ty jess !!!!!! <3 (and saw @shellibisshe and @statichvm do this as well!)

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#only if you want to of course!! <3 #please please take this as your tag if i miss you!!!!! 🥀😭#leg.tagged #leg.txt #t: about leg #TY JESS DEAR !! this was so cuute to do!!!!!!!!#ethel my bestie my top artist of the year am i shocked? we love to seeee!!!!! 🥀😌✨#and that means LILIA GIRLIE OF THE YEAR <3 #the fact that a 70% of my playlist this year was songs from my infamous girlies playlists they truly won this year 🌸💕🥹#ALSOO BESTIES LISTENNN TO NINA RN 🥀😤✨😌 nocturne my beeeeloved it’s SOO GOOD #d*epeche top song from when i was playing the lonesome dlc in f*nv and it fit SOO well for something i was brainstorming writing :)#s*potify said we know leg makes a playlist for every oc they have and they’re so right 🥀😌#it’s the best thing and one of my go to things for capturing the energy of my babieees 🌸💕🥹#GOLLY HOLLY I HAVENT DONE A TAG GAME IN A SECOND 🥀😭 i am gonna catch up on things i have missed it’s my end of the year resolution!!#and of coursee THEE tay <3 #ramin my third tell me u had a h*otd hyperfixation w/o telling me you had a h*otd hyperfixation 🥀😌✨🥴 <3 #health on my top five second ? third year in a row hehe YAY <3 #d*oja being number five but having only one song is inch resting to me #(i think it was bc it was on olgas playlist for a bit but it isn’t on there anymore i believe?)

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frostbeees · 4 months

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keep my hand in yours

2023 wrappedmas day eleven • song: everywhere everything by noah kahan

ao3 • masterpost

“What do I smell like?” Luca finally asks as he adjusts the jersey back onto his torso properly, pulling his caught arm back through the sleeve.

“You smell like us. Luca, can I-”

Bonds between siblings weren’t totally taboo anymore but also weren’t mainstream either. And any time there were suspicions of sibling bonds in the league, they mostly just got written off as ‘hockey culture’ or whatever, passing under the radar with some clever social media angles. First with the Sedins (funky twin stuff), then the Benn brothers, and most recently the Hugheses and Tkachuks. Luca never really paid much attention to them, although he could see the argument for the Hughes brothers, especially after spending a season sharing a locker room with Luke. If the three of them weren’t bonded, well. Luca’s not really sure what to think of them.

But he and Adam are just close brothers. Or at least that’s what he’s convinced himself to believe.

Adam’s always smelled good to him; like orange blossoms and dark coffee and dirt. But as he slips the Blue Jackets jersey over his head, the ‘23’ and ‘Fantilli’ pressed against his back, it smells like even more. Luca’s enveloped in the smell of ‘home’ and it hits him like a Trouba hit; he feels dizzy and anchored to the jersey he’s wearing and slick between the legs. Which–

That can’t be right.

He panics; he accidentally knocks into the pool table in the middle of their AirB&B as he scrambles to rip the jersey off. That’s when the air in the room shifts.

“Luca, what are you–” Adam’s suddenly pressed against him, pushing him further against the pool table. The edge of it is digging into Luca’s lower stomach but he can’t even focus on that with the way Adam’s so close, hands planted on the back of the jersey he’s now half wearing. If Luca ignores the white noise in his brain, he can almost hear Adam purring behind him.

That also can’t be right.

An Alpha doesn’t purr unless they’re with their Omega, whether it’s a possessive, warning purr, or a happy, sated purr. That’s what he learned in every dynamics health class in school. An Alpha doesn’t just… purr.

Luca’s hearing things. There’s no way Adam’s–

He hears it again this time, clear as day right against his ear. Adam’s breath is warm and humid against the skin of his neck. He bares his neck without even realizing it.

“Luca. What’s going on?” Adam says as he’s mouthing against the pulse point of Luca’s neck. He must be able to feel Luca’s heart hammering underneath the skin as he tries to get himself together to answer.

“I just wanted to try it on,” Luca’s voice is so shaky, he barely recognizes it. He takes a deep breath and tries to steady himself. “I wanted to see what it feels like. To wear it.”

Adam presses closer leaving no space between them as he continues to mouth at Luca’s neck while Luca fails to keep in his whines. He’s also dripping slick, pretty sure that his dress pants are soaked through now which shouldn’t even be possible since he’s not in heat but every time he gets another whiff of Adam’s smell or Adam bites instead of kisses the thin skin of his neck he feels another trickling of slick come out of him.

It’s not like he hasn’t thought about Adam as an Alpha before. They’ve been allowed to share a room longer than any other unrelated Alpha and Omega would be allowed to because ‘obviously it wouldn’t be an issue’. He was there when Adam first presented after he moved into his dorm at Kimball. He’s given Adam space during his ruts in Chicago and then at Michigan; and Adam’s done the same for his heats. It’s always been something in the back of his mind.

But he’s never thought about in this type of situation, never allowed himself to think about their dynamics and the way they just fit together. The way it’s always been Adam at his side, through good and bad and everything in between. The way they round each other out; Luca mellowing Adam’s drive and Adam making Luca better at everything he does. His brother. His Alpha .

The thought makes him even wetter and suddenly Adam’s turning him around.

“You smell–” Adam cuts himself off, pushing his nose against Luca’s neck again. “Like me. But also like you. Like–”

Adam pulls back and they’re face to face for the first time since Adam rushed into the room. His eyes are pure black and his face is flushed and sweaty. He looks perfectly in control but also out of control at the same time as his eyes work over Luca’s body, stopping at what must be the obvious wet spot at the front of Luca’s pants.

“What do I smell like?” Luca finally asks as he adjusts the jersey back onto his torso properly, pulling his caught arm back through the sleeve.

“You smell like us . Luca, can I-”

Can you fucking finish a thought, Luca thinks kind of meanly as he reaches for Adam’s hand, intertwining their fingers together and pulling Adam back towards him.

“You can do whatever you want,” Luca growls in his ear as he finally gets his nose against Adam’s neck and breathes in that deep coffee and orange smell. “Alpha.”

#hrpf #sibling incest #a/b/o dynamics #jess writes #anways same end note applies to this one: im sorry to end this where it ends but i promise to add more very very soon <3

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aparticularbandit · 5 months

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As of right now, between the prompts I have (assuming I complete them all) and finishing Thrall (one chapter left, I would like to finish that this month) and another chapter in Life is but a Dream (because I have one started and could probably finish and get that up this month) and a couple of other things I'm thinking about (something for Agatha's birthday on the 21st, Danganronpa Fragments holiday something (I have a very clear picture involving Junko, don't ask me why))--

between all of these, if I get them all done and posted daily, that's seventeen days of content. (two of these have specific dates attached, so this doesn't actually get me through the seventeenth, it gets me through the fifteenth with two additional days later.)

so.

if you have more prompts or requests or ideas, feel free to send them in! i'm trying to do the thing, but brain may not here are ideas for things until later.

#musings #bandit writes fic #december banditnanza 2023 #i've already thought of two more potential ideas so like. maybe that's nineteen that will get me through the seventeenth #i have another fic i can potentially try and finish and get up this month but #it's not happy holidays fic it is tragic and sad and i don't think that fits the vibes for this #i should have a bunch of characters do a secret santa #....#oh wait i know where to put that never mind #read as: i have COMPLETED stuff through the fourth #and IDEAS through roughly the seventeenth plus a couple after that #...okay maybe ideas through the eighteenth #(read as: i should probably some jess stuff and/or some roisa stuff because why not)#but prompts take precedence over those #and finishing thrall takes precedence over my other 'bandit wants to write things for funsies' because want to finish it #and dr fic has to wait until after i've finished the game which might be. a bit #but personal prompts are like. the last stuff. mostly. with one exception.#P R I O R I T I E S

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lemongogo · 2 years

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ok question . dont actually answer it bc im only partly thru season 4 and dont want spoilers but wwyd if i told u that skylers an enjoyable character . /gen /srs like im not wven joking u i think shes fine, fun even, but i feel like everykne HATES HERRBAJWHWJ is it a woman moment thing where ppl label her a bitch bc they dont like that she often opposes walt / is capable of making “poor” decisions or is there a legitimate rzn later on bc im more than halfway thru the series n like . none of what shes done thus far is even comparable 2 anyone else😭 ik its such a nuanced conversation n very few characters if at all r like . supposed 2 be unambiguously viewed as good or bad but from all the reception ive seen before watching , its almost like ive been waiting 4 some nonexistent ball to drop

#like is this the same thng as binhuh crowd where ppl see endvr and think like. ueah that guys a hero but @ walt #bc no matter his intentions i thknk walt is a severely flawed (4 good rzn n good in writing) character w many issues n moral shortcomings #2 the point whre is like. im convinced ppl who defend him blindly jst Have not watched the show #NAWTTT to get into br/ba politics help but i like dissecting characters n their intentions #and skyler legitimately like . what shes done . so far . is so insignificant in the grand scheme of thjngs . SOO far at least #girl fucks her boss money launders n dupes a man out of his business OKEYYY!m??? AND??she looks good doing it🤒#no but srsly like . even if wht she has done isnt like . the coolest (which irdt shes done abysmal shit) .its fun when #walt or jesse or gus mike hank etc etc do it bt when she does it its like.worst chara hall of fame or smt😭#MAYBEEEG help watch everything implode w/i the next like 20 episodes n i eat my words but anwyays regardless #i think even if she did do awful awful shit like.ok. ! she can b fun w it too ALL im saying #whenever i talk 2 inrls ab it i always ask who their fav n least fav charas r and skyler is ALWAYSS w/o fail the least fav😭😭😭

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greenshadowsinthesky · 8 months

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Running Into Their Arms prompt, part 2

Space, a beautiful thing.

Many people love to look at the stars far above, and marvel at what it's like up in the galaxy. As a Green Lantern, Jess had the rare pleasure of flying through the void, and seeing alien constellations with her own eyes. Some friends of hers got her into constellations, actually, and she had long ago been taught the various stars and constellations that make up the night sky.

This is how Jess knew that one of the constellations she was seeing right now wasn't in the right place.

"Don't get up, the doctors said that you're going to be physically weak from the poison that you got injected with," said the constellation sternly, walking towards her and waving a gloved hand in front of her face, checking her responsiveness, "you're going to be out of it, too, so don't try anything goofy, or I will tie you to the gurney."

It was around that moment that Jess's mind cleared up enough to get a bearing on her surroundings. The stars she was seeing were in fact stars, albeit outside a very thick window in the Watchtower medical wing. The lost constellation, however, was not in fact stars, and instead just a depiction of Orion's Belt, on none other than the suit of the local vigilante, Hunter.

"Oh, Hey Big O, fancy seeing you here!" The lantern replied, feeling only a little dizzy. She tried to wave but found her arm felt like lead, so instead smiled at her friend.

"You really need to learn to call for backup before your opponent starts to sweep the floor with you." The masked fighter moved to one of the chairs beside the bed, continuing with an exasperated tone, "You wanna know when I learned you were in danger? When I got a breaking news alert from the news that there was a fight going on. I can't just will my suit into existence like you can, some of us need to get dressed to fight!" They emphasized their point by gesturing to the various belts and harnesses on his own suit.

While her friend talked, Jess found a workaround to the numb limbs situation, and conjured up a green arm to wave away her friend's concerns. "I don't know why you're so worried Orion, I'm alive, aren't I?"

"Yeah, because Selene and I arrived before that alien bit off your head," he said, handing Jess's phone to the glowing hand for her to see. Before she unlocked it, she could see 17 missed calls and 39 unread texts from the contact "My Beloved 🖤", accompanied by a notification that Vikka’s bracelet was detecting no life signs. Seeing that grounded her very quickly, and she turned to the fighter next to her.

“Where’s Vikka, is she alright? How long was I out? Does J’onn know? I need to get home and find her! Help me get ou-” The lantern was asking questions at a fast pace, panicked by the idea that Vikka had been harmed while she was out, but she was cut off when the door to her room opened, and in walked two familiar faces.

The taller of the figures, a muscular woman with fangs and wolf ears, smiled widely and began wagging her tail at the sight of Jess sitting up in bed, and turned to say something to the other person entering the room, too slowly, however, as the second figure nearly slammed into Jess within half a second of being in the room. Wanting them to have time alone, Orion got up and joined Selene, standing guard outside the room, making sure the pair wasn’t bothered.

“You’re alright! You’re alive and you’re okay and you’re alright!” Vikka managed to say, her voice giving out at the end, holding Jess in a tight embrace, her body shaking with sobs of relief. The lantern was holding onto her partner just as tightly, grabbing onto the edges of her clothes, as if she might disappear at any moment. “Yeah, I’m here, I’m not going anywhere, nowhere you can’t come with,” was all she was able to say to reassure her partner, before she too broke down in tears.

The pair held each other for a long while, neither one wanting to let go.

I made a taglist of everyone who has read this stuff so far, let me know if I shouldn't put you on the taglist

Taglist:

@team-clockers, @bluesolarflare, @belbelbells, @yoshiintheweb, @slutcore-starships

#green shadows #jess #vikka #my writing #orion #selene #there was a lot of small details in these two halves #if you're confused by something or want to know more about something you can send asks and messages!#reference post on O and S coming soon #Hunter and Fang

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langernameohnebedeutung · 2 years

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Hank is just. not a very good cop.

#at the very latest when Walter becomes VERY insistent not to check out that laundry shop #and keeps saying how it is probably a coincidence that it's owned by the same chain as Gus' Pollos Hermanos #and then he literally crashes his car rather than go there #and drives into a car that Hank himself reminds him was very clearly visible.#at the very latest that is the moment #he should notice that there is only 1 person he knows who knows both his telephone number AND Jesse Pinkman #(plus knows enough about his wife to convince him she was in an accident.)#someone who went into the Pollos Hermanos' shop and back out when Hank had him put the GPS on Gus' car -#only for that GPS thing not to reveal anything.#someone who knows chemistry - who literally told him that Gale didn't write that notebook himself #someone who came into a lot of money recently despite losing his job.#someone who has started needing that money right before that blue meth showed up. someone who is mysteriously absent a lot.#someone who knows a lot about the history of chemistry - and might call himself Heisenberg.#s o m e o n e who literally started a conversation about the relative (il)legality of meth a while ago in a very sus way #breaking bad #fandom

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stranger-awakening · 2 years

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worst part of having the last few scenes of a fic written in your head is when they exist perfectly in there, but you can’t get that shit down on the page right

#been working on this fic since like december and its so close to being done #like there's two and a half scenes left and almost everything is in my head just sitting there replaying over and over #but i physically can't get myself to write it down l m a o #like i can get a few of the key lines of dialogue but that's about it #i would really love to finish it but the vibes aren't 100% there yet so i can't #Pain #jess rants about life

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jessethejoyful · 2 years

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it's wild how I can go from feeling yesterday like I was surrounded by love and friends and felt beautiful and on top of the world to today crying in my bed, weak and dizzy and alone

#personal #shut up jess #it's so stupid too but im just sitting here spiraling #my friends and i are gearing up to start an avatar d&d campaign #two of those 4 friends have now requested to have their s/o's join #which fine i understand people like doing things as a couple bc theyre their best friends fine whatever #im just so depressed because these are friends who have both almost completely ghosted since entering these relationships #we haven't done anything just as our little group for so long #and i am so single and depressed so i get to be like a 6th wheel because 3/4 of them are in relationships #and the last one is the dm #and this all sounds so fucking stupid as im writing it out but im just sitting here crying #because theyll like ask 'is it cool if x joins?' and how the fuck am i supposed to say no?#im not thats how #i don't feel comfortable saying to anyone 'hey can we not always bring our partners along i dont know them'#'and im not comfortable around new people so ill inevitably end up sitting there in silence because i feel isolated'#i just don't know what to do #if i try to back out itll look sus #i wanna just #scream

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kiyoors · 11 months

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contains 18+ content, brief mentions of oral (f receiving), unprotected sex

you knew sakusa kiyoomi to be one to keep to himself. unless something (or someone, in the case of miya atsumu) was truly bothering him, disturbing his thoughts, his schedule, there wouldn’t be much of anything, any voicing of inner feelings or thoughts.

with sakusa kiyoomi you had to learn to take in and take note of the little things. every so often, from the corner of you eye, you would notice how his posture became rigid as he entered a crowded room, how his jaw clenched and he gripped the steering wheel tight when traffic was making you late for an event, and how he would wring his hands and fidget with his fingers when he didn’t know what to say. as much as sakusa tried to hide by keeping his thoughts to himself, there was always something about his composure that gave him away.

this was also how you came to realize that sakusa kiyoomi had feelings for you. while he would scowl at the large crowds gathered in clubs and parties, at sweaty people getting too close to him, he never pulled away from your sticky touch and hot breath as you whispered to his ear that you wanted to go home. he was never one to touch, but you could tell, in the way that his eyes would glaze over your face, your skin, your lips and figure, that he wanted to tuck your hair behind you ear, that he itched to gently brush alway a stray eyelash from your cheek and hold it close to your lips as you made a wish, that the twitch of his mouth contained a million and one unspoken words he so much wished to utter.

and last night, well, you’re not real sure what was it that finally had him break free from his self-imposed shackles and cell— maybe it was wine, or maybe it was the goodbye kiss you had lovingly planted on his cheek as you prepared to leave his home— but something within kiyoomi urged him to reach out, to take ahold of your wrist and quietly, shyly, ask you not to leave.

“please,” he couldn’t bring himself to meet your eyes, couldn’t control the slight quiver of his arm as he gently pulled you close to him and hid your face in his chest so he could finally speak, “stay with me tonight.”

and, really, who were you to deny him of yourself? because as much as you could read kiyoomi, you realized he could also read you. he took note of how your breath hitched when he pulled you close, of how you stopped breathing all together when he kissed you, and how his hands on your hips seemed to spark the flame of your heart into a wildfire.

he was attentive to every single twitch and throb of your body as he took you to his bed— the way you’d sigh, deeply and contently, with each kiss he placed on your skin, the taste of you still on his tongue, the breathy whimpers and pitched moans when he’d brought your knee up and over his shoulder, and the way the sweet squeeze of your hole seemed to pull him even deeper into you as he finally allowed himself release once he knew you had been satisfied.

for the first time, sakusa kiyoomi allowed himself to fully express the fullness of his heart, the devotedness of his existence to you. he hummed, hummed, the next morning as he cooked you breakfast and brewed your coffee.

“hello, dear,” he’d quietly but surely called to you.

he chuckled as you wrapped your arms around his bare chest from behind, and he could see how the sleeves of his hoodie pooled in excess fabric at your wrists.

“i love you,” his voice comes out raw and unpracticed. you keep the sound of it in a little box within your heart.

#him <3 #sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #hq sakusa #sakusa kyoomi x reader #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #sakusa smut #haikyuu sakusa #haikyuu kiyoomi #kiyoomi x reader #kiyoomi x y/n #sakusa x y/n #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#jess writes!☆*:.｡. o

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reiketsunomizunomegami · 2 years

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Slashers reaction when their soft, quite s/o suddenly snapped out

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Warning: Mentioned of blood, Implied death and threat, slight mention of bad words, Fluff in the End

Feat: Jason, Michael, Asa and Jesse

Jason Voorhees

-Jason Knew you as his Sweet and loving wife

-so seeing you like this was different new to him. So you're at your Shared Cabin and you're waiting for your Beloved Husband when a trespasser suddenly enters to you lr house and asking for your help

-the Person was covered with blood and several wounds and you knew what you have to do. You sat the person down and went to the Kitchen to get the first aid kit when Suddenly the Trespasser throws an insult with your Husband “The ugly m*ther f*cker!.. I'm gonna kill him!” After hearing that you still calm yourself down and approach to him

-you knew that your husband was about to come so you tend the person's Wounds slowly ane carefully “By the way Are you living here alone?” The person ask you “No” You replied Plainly “You should leave this place.. This place is dangerous! There's a f*cking ugly monster outsi-” Without another word you punch the person so hard making them stumble “What the f*ck!” The person screamed out

-You grab the Vase from the side table and hit the person so hard pouring your anger. After a fee more hit the person was already dead and your hands were now covered with blood. You inhaled sharply when Suddenly a loud thud make your head turns around to see your Husband, Jason. He was staring at you with a Widened eyes “Forgive me” You stormed off locking yourself at your Shared Bedroom

-After a few minutes Jason enters and sat down besides you. He took off his mask and tilt your head so you can see him “What Happened?” he sign making you remember the whole scene “that person throws an insult at you.. At first L just ignored it until they called you a monster and I couldn't control myself anymore so I killed him” You sob out shutting your eyes close

-Jason doesn't mind them calling him ugly or a monster but seeing how it affects you makes him feel a little sad and upset. As you cry, your husband Jason slowly wrap his arms around you and press a tender kiss into your Forehead

Michael Myers

-You were a nurse and your only job is to take care of Michael

-Michael Fell in loved with you at first sight. You're Loving, kind and Gentle with him. Michael might treat a little bit Coldy but he Listens to you Only and that's why Dr. Loomis Wants you to take care Michael

-one night as you about to leave the Hospital when you heard Dr. Loomis that he will take Michael and do something bad to him. Into your shock you immediately run towards Michael's Room to talk to him

-And when you get there you take his hand and tell him about the plan of Dr. Loomis “You have to leave.. Now” You said but Michael doesn't want to leave you “Come. With. Me” A Deep voice spoke up. Looking into his Eyes you immediately sees the Sincerity into his eyes. Hesitantly you nod and let him lead you outside

When the both of you got outside a loud bang suddenly caught your attention

-Michael was being shot. You turn to him and take a look on his wound and without a second doubt you raise your hands up showing that you surrendered and slowly approach the person and when you do, you Swiftly grab the Gun and Shot the person straight to their head. You shot the person over and over again until Michael Pulls you away

-You and him got away and you took him somewhere very private so you can stay there for while. You treated his wounds and give him some food and after that You Put Michael into a room while you change into something comfortable

Michael was sitting on the bed when you came back from the bathroom “You should take a bath” You said making Michael Stood up and approach you “I'm going oit to buy you some clothes to wear and tomorrow we're go-” Your words was Interrupted by a firm kiss on the lips

-Michael was so Turned on seeing you in that kind of state. He really likes it but doesn't wanted you to do it again because he doesn't wanted to put you into a great danger

Asa Emory

-You were his Girlfriend and his Best Student

-Asa loves your Sweet and caring side that he always longing for your Presence and time but this time was very different

-You told him that you're going to a party with your friends and of course he let you be but reminded you tha you needed to be careful

-When the Night has come Asa Gets ready to go to his Hotel and continue his works but when he's about to get there he saw a very familiar face and it was you. You were being cornered by a man

He watches you from afar when his phone suddenly rings up. When he picks it up je heard your Nervous tone “Babe Can you pick me up? There's a man harassing me” You said but Asa were just Listening at you and then he just said that “I'll be coming” Then Hangup his phone

-after a while the man was still not letting you go so you've decided to take the matters into your hands

You grab the man's Collar and punch his face so hard making stumble off his feet “You b*tch!” You harshly kick the man's face making his nose bleeds even more, the man let out a loud groan as you left him

-after you left Asa was in shocked like totally in shocked because he never actually sees you angry before and this is was a massive turn on for him. Man he will do anything in his power to see this side of you again and definitely he will be in trouble when he gets home

Jesse Cromeans

-Jesse treats you as his Little Princess. You're never calm, kind and Passionate about him and yourself

-But Preston just happened to cross the line and found himself being pinned by you on the ground

-Actually it was an accident when you heard him talks ill about your Husband and of course you do liked it so you immediately snapped on him making him immediately regretted his words

-Span Immediately calls Jesse out just to calm you down and when he gets there he saw you holding Preston by his hair and slapping his face so hard “If I happen to hear that you talks ill into my husband again.. I'll make sure to cut that tongue of yours understand?!” Preston only Nods in response

-The whole people at the warehouse witnesses how you discipline Preston in your own way and also making them feared you like the way they feared their boss. Turning at Corner you saw your Husband and you knew that he was smirk under his Chromeskull mask

You approach him and let him wrap his Strong arms around your waist “Let's go to my Office” He sign making you rolled your eyes and let him take you at his office to deal some business🤨

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stuck-in-this-mortal-form · 2 years

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Children Of The Prophecy - pt 15

Summary: Overthrowing the government is totally and absolutely a great idea

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Tw: Corrupted government (does it need a warning?), awaiting one's death, natural disaster in progress, very vague mention of injuries, mentions of arson/arsonists

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The bunker was pretty small. It consisted of a square room, which was split into two smaller rooms, one being two times bigger than the other.

The smaller room was a kitchen, with a cabinet taking up half of it and a cupboard.

The bigger room had a round table with chairs around it in the middle, kinda blocking the entrance to the other smaller room. On the right, there was a half-eaten sofa in a greenish shade of yellow. The fabric was ripped, with coils and the mattress sticking out. On the left, in the corner were shelves with old books and melted candles.

A corridor wound up around the square room. It was about ten feet wide and half-dark, the dirty light bulbs doing an awful job in lighting the place up.

Seven doorways appeared in the hallway, three of them leading to the room in the center, and the rest to rooms around it.

The entrance to the bunker was also in the hallway, a ladder leading to a hatch in the ceiling. From there, on the right, there were two dark, wooden doors leading to the bedrooms. (Which were completely empty, except for three bunk beds each).

If you continued going down the hallway you'd see another door, leading to the dingy bathroom.

As much as the bunker looked habitable, the bathroom was the exact opposite.

It looked like it was straight from a horror movie, with the dark, ruined walls and the shitty light bulb.

There was a giant mirror in the front, taking up the whole wall. It was dirty, with some red unidentified spots and broken edges.

Under the mirror, there was a muddy sink with rusty faucets.

On the right there was a bath, standing on four golden feet. It used to be white, now discolored, in a weird beige-ish shade.

On the other side, there was The Toilet. Absolute monstrosity. Broken, dirty, the walls around it completely destroyed, with the tiles long gone and the paint peeling off like the foil from sausages. If you've ever been in a portable potty, this was worse tenfold.

There was a single candle standing on the flush, acting as the only source of light since the shitty light bulb was broken.

The fourth door was locked, whatever was inside being left unknown.

And in that exact place Meredith and Jesse found themselves led into by the raincoat-wearing-stranger, Claire Avery.

"Ah, home, sweet home" they said, sarcastically, jumping down from the ladder. Their green raincoat flopped down.

Jesse followed closely behind, while Meredith carefully lowered herself down.

They entered the square room through one of the doorways, and Meredith immediately threw herself on the sofa, stretching her injured leg out, and folding her hands behind her head, as if she was sunbathing, which was almost impossible considering the lack of light, let alone sunlight.

Jesse sat down next to her, while Claire Avery took a chair from the round table and sat on it backwards, so they were facing them.

"So," they started, encouraging them to talk

"So," Jesse repeated after them "what is this place?"

"Well this, my friend" Meredith said, opening her eyes, which the former hadn't noticed she closed "is called a parallel dimension"

Claire Avery looked amused "You're right about that. As you can see, this dimension is destroyed" they stated the obvious

"Yeah, but by what?"

"By the corrupted government, the Organizations, the freely roaming criminals who got out after everything went to shit." a look of nostalgia showed on their face, as if they were remembering something a long time ago "Oh and let's not forget that the sun is fucking dying and our whole world is gonna go down with it"

"That doesn't sound promising" Jesse agreed

"When the public first found out that the government was gonna fix the sun, they were ecstatic. Y'know how they say the sun is gonna explode one day?" they paused "This was not the case. Hell, I wish it was, our death would've been quicker. Here, the sun just started to slowly lose its light. Every year gets colder and colder until we finally freeze to death"

"That sucks"

"The govt operation turned out to be complete BS. They said they were gonna fix it, but they actually screwed it up more.

"When the public realized what was going on, it was too late. Things got worse. The riots started. AN overthrew the govt guys and believe me when I say—"

"What's AN?" Meredith perked up "I think I've heard it before"

"'Arsonists of the North' they started the riots, and we're the northernmost corrupted region"

"Can't you just get out of here?" Jesse crossed her legs

Claire Avery sighed "That's the whole problem" they said, leaning back and quickly catching themself, having forgotten the back of the chair is in front of them "The borders are guarded, and it's not like the rest of the world is safe, y'know" there was longing with something neither Jesse nor Meredith could identify in their eyes "There's no way out of here"

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It is almost midnight. Should I be asleep? Yes. Do I have school tomorrow? Yes. Do I have to do 50 pages of chemistry and a fake final thingy till tuesday which I hadn't even started? Also yes.

Taglist:

@heathenwhump @laves-here

#eris writes #original work: children of the prophecy #fiction #I have to invent more tags ig #And get to work #Which I'm gonna procrastinate till the end #And they've opened the patio at school #I t s t o t a l c h a o s #Welcome to school where there's neither soap nor the will to live #OC: Jesse #OC: Meredith #OC: Claire Avery

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all of these plants are snacks not even god could stop me from eating.

the wailing bell blossom or whatever looks SO yummy to me i'm surprised everyone is voting against it... to me that is a massive blueberry waiting for me to chomp down on it.

the lament vine looks so comically poisonous i want it to not be. plus it drips, so it must be juicy! right?

#i need to decide what mod biomes exist in my rewrite... i was planning on basing it off of biomes o plenty #since thats what jess used but i think i'll take whatever fits the story i want more from whatever mods i want #i think it would be too dark and gross for my main rewrite but i do want to write about shadow knights and the visceral heap #mine

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faintedlcve · 5 months

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False Fronts

part 1 of 4

Pairing: Theodore Nott x fem!reader

Warnings: fake dating, arguing, not proof read and my writing 😔

Summary: Being asked to fake date someone to get a petty ex off their back is the worst possible way of being friend-zoned. You, however, were willing to take any chances to get as close as you could to Theodore Nott.

there will most definitely be a part 2

i will absolutely credit @berryzxx for helping me and giving me ideas for this haha

sorry if anyone's name is Jess ily i swear mwah <;33

he's such a cutie tehe

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4: fluff angst

You were going about your usual business, wandering the empty corridors of Hogwarts. The prospect of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, particularly with Umbridge as the professor, filled you with dread. Determined to delay your arrival as much as possible, you lingered, reluctant to head to your lesson.

As you strolled through the corridors, distant murmurs reached your ears. Tracing their origin, the faint echoes evolved into a heated dispute—a boy and a girl embroiled in a passionate disagreement. Step by step, you closed the distance until their fervent voices became distinct and clear.

"Look, Jess, it's over. O-V-E-R." You could hear the boy say to someone who you could only assume was called Jess.

"But I don't want it to be over! I still love you! Please, I'm sorry!" The girl, presumably Jess, begged.

"Well, you should've thought of that before you went and cheated on me." His response cut through the air, chilling in its icy tone, sending unwelcome shivers down your spine. Whoever he was, his disdain for Jess was palpable. His voice was unmistakable, you having heard it all your life. You knew who it was.

He sauntered off, leaving both Jess and you dumbfounded. Peeking around the corner to catch a glimpse of the boy, you inadvertently crashed into the very person—Theodore Nott—you were trying to observe.

As you collided with Theodore Nott, his demeanor shifted from the tense confrontation to one of mild surprise, his dark eyes locking with yours in an unexpected encounter. You stumbled back a step, catching your breath as you met his gaze, both of you momentarily stunned by the abrupt intersection.

"Y/N," Theodore uttered your name, a flicker of recognition dancing across his features before settling into a composed mask. "Sorry about that. Didn't see you there."

Your mind raced, trying to process the scene you'd just witnessed. His confrontation with Jess seemed far more serious than a typical teenage quarrel. Sensing your curiosity, Theodore's expression shifted a glint of something unreadable in his eyes.

"Listen," he started, his voice lowering to a hushed tone as if sharing a secret. "I need a favor, and I think you might be the perfect solution."

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, unsure where this conversation was heading. Theodore hesitated for a moment, collecting his thoughts before continuing.

"Jess won't leave me alone. She's been causing a scene ever since things ended between us. I need... I need someone to help me out, to pretend to be with me, just to get her off my back. It's purely for appearances, nothing more."

His request hung in the air, unexpected and oddly intriguing. Theodore Nott, asking for your assistance in a situation as serious as this. You weighed his words, contemplating the implications of what he proposed, your mind swirling with questions about why he'd chosen you for such a peculiar task.

"Please. I'll ask nothing more of you. Just some PDA. Slight touches, whatever you're comfortable with."

The allure of being close to him warred with the fear of playing a role in a situation that could easily spin out of control. Yet, despite the inner turmoil, a glimmer of hope danced in your chest—an opportunity to be near Theodore, even if it was only as part of a facade.

You'd been friends with Theo for what felt like forever. He trusted you, and that meant a lot. Sure, there was that fear of being stuck in the friend zone, but when you thought about it, the chance to help him seemed more important. He wanted this, and he was your friend. So, yeah, you wanted to be there for him.

After a moment's hesitation, you gathered your resolve and nodded in agreement, your voice surprisingly steady despite the fury of emotions raging within you. "Alright, Theodore. I'll help you out."

A flicker of relief crossed Theodore's face, a barely perceptible shift in his expression that hinted at gratitude. "Thank you, Y/N. I owe you one."

As the weight of your decision settled in, you couldn't help but wonder about the implications of what you'd just agreed to. Theodore's proposal was both thrilling and nerve-wracking, and the realization that you were about to embark on a fake relationship with someone you genuinely cared for made your heart race with both anticipation and anxiety.

Theodore glanced around, as if to ensure no one else was nearby, before leaning in closer. "Let's meet later today and discuss how we're going to pull this off, alright? Preferably somewhere private."

Nodding in agreement, your mind raced with a million questions, but you managed to offer a reassuring smile. "Sure, Theodore. I'll be there."

As he walked away, you were left standing there, your mind spinning. The whole idea was thrilling, but it also felt like stepping onto a rollercoaster without knowing the twists and turns ahead. For now, all you could do was wait and meet up with Theodore and realise the depths of the situation you just put yourself into.

Either way, this fake dating thing just became your reality, and you had no clue where it would lead.

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡*:☆

hello, hi! read part 2 here :))

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