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dilfl0v3rss · 10 months

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annoying things they do

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- doesn’t let you sleep in unless he’s sleeping in too. like this nigga would literally wake you up at eight am. durag, plaid pajama pants, and hoodie on. with his keys jingling in his hands on some, “ma get up we going to the store.”

- goes through a bottle of juice in less than two days. you literally have to buy him his own minute made and orange juice because if the two of you share it’ll be gone so quick.

- steals a lot of words and phrases from you, and they’re either used so wrong that you laugh or so right that you’d have no choice but to stand in shock. like he’d come home from the barbershop and go up to you like, “like my cut ma? it’s eating rightttt?” and you’d just be standing there like how do you know how to use that?

- this man is greedy. like all of them are greedy, but ony is a different type of greedy. he would never eat your food without permission, but let you open up a bag of chips around him. the next thing you gon see is his big ass hand in your face on some, “lemme get one” or if you eating a burger or a slice of pizza and he see you enjoying it. he’s in your face immediately. “lemme get a bite ma. shit look mad good.”

- smacks your ass so damn hard. like when y’all are having sex it’s not really an issue, but why is he sending you flying at eleven in the morning while you’re making eggs.

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- says the dirtiest shit in your ear and just walks away after. he doesn’t care where y’all are either. you could be walking through the baby section of walmart just because it’s the fastest route to where you needed to go and he’d come up behind you, making you stop in your tracks as he put his hand on top of where yours were gripping the cart, dick print all on your ass while he whispers in your ear. “keep screaming ‘nut in me daddy’ while i’m fucking you and soon you gon be buying shit from here”. you didn’t even get to reply because once you moved to turn around he backed up from you and kept walking.

- always wants to finger you while he’s driving. especially if you have a sundress onnnn. he don’t care how long or short the drive is, you’re going to cum before y’all get to the destination. and it be so random because he asks so plainly like “ma pull your dress up. wanna play wit her”. not even looking away from the road. you’d try to talk him out of if, but ony doesn’t care. “ion care if we five minutes away. i could make you cum in two.”

- will fuck you literally anywhere. if you tease him you have about ten minutes to fix it or he’s going to fix it himself. which means taking you literally anywhere so he can get what he wants. sometimes you don’t even have to tease him. all it really takes is a pretty outfit and some nice perfume and he’s on you. he’s fucked you in fitting rooms, club bathrooms, party bathrooms, his old bedroom at his moms house, and the list goes onnn. if you looking good he’s on that ass.

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- heavy sleeper like it’s ridiculous. the first few minutes of him sleeping he’ll probably wake up if he hears something, but once he’s been sleep past an hour there is no waking that man up.

- literally bites you. if you point in his face he’s going to try to bite your finger. if y’all are play fighting and he gets on top of you he’s going to try to bite your neck. when y’all are chilling and he’s laying on your ass he’s going to eventually bite it. he has a serious problem.

- mocks your moans or plays your tapes out loud around the house if he feels that you’re “playing” with him. so if y’all are going back and forth don’t even bring up anything about his dick because he will use your moans against you.

“that’s not what you was saying last night. what happened to, ‘oh my god papi your dick so biggg’ and ‘please daddy i wanna have your baby’?”

or if y’all just got done arguing and you decide to just walk away and start cleaning (i clean when i’m mad). you’d be washing the dishes and out of nowhere just start hearing pornographic slaps and moans being played on the house speaker.

“daddy pleasee m’so sorryyy.*slap slap slap slap* you sorry ma? *slap slap slap* y-e-sssss fuckkkk.”

you’d sprint from the kitchen to the living room where connie was sitting, just sitting there rolling up like the whole house doesn’t sound like a scene off of pornhub. you’d try to snatch the phone from him, but he’d move his hand and get up. putting the phone high in the air so you can’t reach. “connie you bet-”

“say you sorry and i’ll turn it off”

- sometimes he’ll purposely not kiss you back when you kiss him. just letting you move your lips on his while he keeps his in a straight line to piss you off.

- just starts randomly acting like you. like you could be getting something from the fridge and he’ll walk up to you, chest full of tattoos, sweats sagging on his waist, holding up his phone. “girllll you really ate the girls up wit your new ig post. the fit is giving rich gyalll.”

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- eats you out for sooooo long. like he doesn’t care if you are screaming crying or passed the hell out. only when he feels like he’s done will he stop. if you try to stop him he’ll just say “it’s not about you mami. this for me” and then continue to remove your soul from your body.

- will purposely hit the wrong spots inside you when you piss him off. they aren’t particularly bad spots, but he knows you’ll never cum from him hitting them. of course you’ll complain about it because you know he’s doing it on purpose. “con s-stop ittt!” but of course he just has something smart to say back to you. “stop playin in my face and maybe i’ll hit it right.”

- another one that’ll fuck you anywhere, but he’s worse with it. he’s fucked you on the side of the road one night. passenger door open with you bent over the seat while he fucked you from outside of the car. he gives no fucks.

- is always breaking something. you tried to cuff him one time while you gave him head. he broke the cuffs…and it didn’t stop there. he’s broken two headboards, one of your nails, your glasses, and almost all of your waist beads while fucking you.

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- if you piss him off before going to bed he’s going to take your bonnet right tf off while you asleep. then will proceed to laugh at you in the morning while your yelling cursing about your hair being fucked up.

- randomly starts yelling song lyrics. like y’all could be sitting on the couch and your bones would literally shake in your body cause he thought it would be okay to yell pop smoke lyrics out of nowhere.

-bends you over and starts acting like he’s fucking you. like if you’re making a tiktok while he walks in the room he will literally push you down by the back of your neck and start “drilling” your shit in the camera.

- wakes you up just to make you do stupid shit. you would be sleeping like a baby just to be shook up by his big ass hands on your shoulders. you’d wake up in a panic and he’d go “mama. mama look! the obama’s need our help we gotta get the men in black and shoot the aliens cmon!” and of course your confused ass is gon get up, taking the broom he handed to you and going into the living room to “fight”. when you realize what he said and turned towards him, he was already well into laughter. watching you mumble curses under your breath before walking back to your room.

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- if you’re the one coming to him for sex he’s going to make you work for it. he loves when you take the initiative, getting on top of him and taking what you need. it was the sexiest thing in the world so now if you want it you have to come get it. if you try to whine about it he’ll just tell you, “s’your dick mama. if you really wanted it you would take what you need instead of just having daddy fuck you silly all the time.”

- teases you soooo much. whether it be standing real close behind you, staring at you with that sexy look on his face or just straight up choking you, tonguing you down, then walking tf away. aran lovessss to tease you.

- if he sees you getting a little too “friendly” with a guy he will make you call them while he’s fucking you. purposely hitting all of your favorite spots so a moan or two can slip just so they can know that you will always be his. he’ll also make it very known that he’s the one fucking you.

“uhh huh. ask em how his day was mama” he’d say in a breathless tone. loving the way your ass bounced off his lower stomach. “h-how was your day?” your friend wouldn’t know whether to be horrified or turned on at the situation. clearly the latter since he began to palm himself through his pants on the other end of the phone.

if they choose to stay friends with you that’s fine because aran knows that every time they see you they’ll think of him.

- sometimes will make you watch him eat you out, knowing that it always made you cum faster when you’d watch him slowly let his spit drip from his mouth to your clit.

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- sucks a massaging feet. one minute he’s rubbing and squeezing the tension from them, then the next minute he’s trying to put them in his mouth or he’s putting them in the chokehold while tickling the fuck out of them.

- do not let this man buy you a pair of sneakers. he will watch you like a hawk, just itching for you to do something wrong so he can cay something.

“mama don’t walk like thatttt. you gon crease themmm”

“baby pay attention where you walkin. could’ve been stepping in shit like five times and you wouldn’t know a thing.”

tanaka has so many different sneakers and treats them like babies so when he buys you a pair you need to treat them that way as well or it physically pains him.

- bumps his head all the timeeee. you have to watch this man around the house or the next thing you know you gon be hearing “OWW…shit that hurt!” cause he bumped his head on the corner of the kitchen island while picking something up.

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- always eats you out before and after sex. doesn’t care if you shaking and pushing his head away because your “too sensitive”, after he gets done fucking you he’s going to eat you out. whether he nut in you or not

- purposely fucks you harder when he knows people can hear. loves the embarrassed/shy face you make while getting dressed after he’s finished knocking the mario coins out of your pussy in your grandmas bathroom at your family barbecue.

- if y’all fuck after arguing he makes you repeat everything you said while you were mad while he’s pounding you into the mattress.

“say it ma. repeat what you said t’me”

“y-you not the o-only n-nigga i need shittt”

“now is that true?”

“nuh uhhhh. s’not true daddy”

“then if i hear it again ima fuck you even harder cause not only are you being disrespectful, but you lying too”

- will fuck you like the meanest nigga on earth. i’m talking slapping your ass so hard you actually seen hints of red in your skin, spitting all in your mouth, choking you while giving you light slaps on the face to keep you from passing out, then will have the audacity to go hop on the game all giddy and happy like you weren’t still on the bed trying to remember your name and who you were.

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shuacore · 4 months

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[ 00:53 ] skating in central park — bill evans

“holy balls it’s cold as fuck.”

leave it to jun to keep it romantic. you hold back a snort of laughter, knowing it would only egg your boyfriend on more. he has his hand shoved into his pockets, breath coming out in steamy puffs of air. it’s biting this evening, but jun looks like a drama lead—so cute, all bundled with the tip of his nose red in his long trench coat and white puffy earmuffs—that you don’t even mind.

you sigh knowingly, twisting around to look at him with a smile. “come on! the christmas market is so cute.”

“why can’t we just get drinks inside?” he whines, and you flit over, pressing a quick kiss to his cold cheek. this silences him for a moment as he regards you with wide eyes, smiling with adoration. your stomach flip flops around. ah, it never gets old.

“let’s just do a quick loop and then i promise we can go and get drinks. at a bar. inside,” you say in earnest, and this seems to persuade jun. you loop your arm through his, tucking yourself neatly into his side. he’s warm, even under all the layers, and you smell the familiar aroma of amber and cinnamon wafting from his skin.

he groans,”fine,” without any heat, and presses a kiss to the crown of your head. your grin takes over your whole face as you tug him deeper into the throng of people. there are booths lining the walkway packed with sparkling decorations, large painted ornaments and tempting aromas of herbs and spices. your mouth waters as you pass by a booth selling pierogis, and you tug jun behind you as you move closer, pressing a finger against the glass.

“ooh, let’s get some,” you say, and your excitement is enough to convince jun to hand over eight dollars to the stand, smiling fondly as you feed him bites from your fork. they’re warm and buttery and a perfect snack to combat the bitter chill of the winter air, and with full bellies you continue tooling around the market. you peruse spice stands, cooking stands, art stands, hand knit hats, scarves, and mittens, hand-painted ornaments, and a million other handcrafted things, all the while jun follows faithfully behind. his eyes glint merrily in the Christmas lights swinging in the night air.

the pathway opens up into a lively center square, and you gasp excitedly, reaching out to grasp jun’s gloved hand tightly in your own.

“look! ice skating!” you say with vigor, skipping over to the barrier and watching the skaters with wide eyes. you turn back to your boyfriend, blushing to see him watching you again with poorly disguised amusement. “we should do it!”

jun’s eyebrows disappear underneath his fringe. “oh…i don’t know…”

you seemed to be spending most of your time convincing your partner to have a good time with you.

“come onnnn! i’ll pay this time,” you plead, tugging on his elbow like a needy child. normally you’d take no for an answer, but it’s christmas for god’s sake, and you want to go ice skating with your boyfriend. not surprisingly, it doesn’t take much for him to relent—a few ‘please, please, please’s and an extra whispered promise in his ear for some winter activities you could do once you got home—before he’s pulling you by the hand to the booth and smacking a bill on the counter.

“two pairs of skates! sizes 7 and 11, please.” your smile is blinding as you place a giddy peck to the cheek, and there he goes blushing again, like this is your first date and not your 200th. you like seeing jun all flustered around you; even after four years it still makes your stomach flip.

the worker hands jun his change and two pairs of skates—one of which he hands off to you—and you find a place to put them on. then the two of you are standing at the edge of the rink, hand in hand. you’ve only ever really gone skating on the ponds near your house, and even then it’s only been the two of you or family members during the holidays. and suddenly you’re a little nervous. experienced skaters and hockey players zip by at blinding speeds, and you inhale a sharp breath as the speed of a skater passing by ruffles your scarf.

sensing your hesitation, jun gives your hand a soft squeeze and pulls you onto the rink. you grip the wall, white-knuckled, as jun leads you around the edge. it’s slow-going at first, as you get your bearings on the ice, but jun seems to pick up the movements naturally. he’s always been more adept at picking up new skill and ice skating seems to be no exception.

“wait, how are you so good at this?” you ask, breathless, as jun skates gracefully backwards, all the while still holding your hand in his. your trepidation is replaced by incredulity as jun releases your hand and swiftly flips around and glides off in easy loops.

“what the hell?!” you curse loudly, earning you a few grumpy glares from parents of young kids, but you’re too preoccupied watching your ice-skating-prodigy boyfriend to notice. the wind whips through his dark hair, pushing it off his forehead as he passes by you, close enough to feel his fingers graze your arm. “when did you learn to do this?!”

your knees are still unsteady on the ice, and you keep your fingers wrapped around the wall as you hobble around, trying to catch up with your boyfriend.

“wait!” you call out in slight desperation as he skates past you one more time, weaving in and out of couples and kids making their own rounds. you frown, still sedentary, as jun finally skates back to you, skidding to a stop so you feel a light shower of ice sprinkle your face.

“hey—ouch!” jun whines, rubbing his shoulder where you just punched him. “what?!”

“since when have you been good at skating?!” you ask in disbelief. he shrugs, exclaiming aloud when he dodges another swing.

“stop!” jun protests, wrapping his hands around your wrists, and then he knits his fingers in your tightly. “just… like this, come on.” he pulls you gently away from the wall amid objections, showing you how to swish your feet in a graceful back-and-forth pattern. you start to gain a little speed. the wall seems miles away now, other skaters are dipping and weaving around you, and you turn back to jun with your arms held aloft, his name already formed on your lips in jubilation—

WHAM!

this time you do curse loud enough for enough people to hear. jun laughs raucously over the sound of other skaters as you lay flat on your back on the ice, your elbows, hips and pride aching. his face appears over yours, hair hanging down, face glowing with mirth. he offers you a hand, and pulls you up slowly as you wince. talk about old bones—you were going to be feeling that for a week. you hold your butt, massaging the muscle as it aches.

“fuck,” you groan, lightly punching jun again as he laughs. it soothes your dignity just a bit to see him so happy, throwing his whole head back as he wipes the tears from his eyes.

“here, i’ll help you,” jun promises, holding his arm out to you. this time it goes a little smoother as jun guides you around the rink. you almost make a full second rotation before you stumble again, this time taking your boyfriend down with you in a spectacular display of limbs and more curse words. the two of you laugh, amid a tangle of arms and legs, breathless. the air doesn’t seem so biting anymore. even on the ice, feeling the bruises blossoming on your shins and butt, watching your boyfriend heave himself to his feet, brush off the snow from his long winter trench coat like some kind of rom-com lead has your heart fluttering in your chest. he pulls you to your feet again, and sputters in surprise when you lurch forward to press a kiss to his lips.

it fills your chest with warmth, and you laugh short-winded against his mouth as jun’s hands rest on the back of your neck. he’s a bit too eager, biting your lip slightly as you pull away before he’s finished. (you are still in public after all.)

“what was that for?” he asks, nose and cheeks red from the cold. you lift your hand to his face, tracing the line of his cheekbone lightly with your thumb.

“mm, nothing. i just love you,” you say, quietly, unable to stop the smiles from filling your face.

jun leans in again, lips centimeters form yours when someone yells, “get a room!” and you freeze. jun laughs loudly again, throwing his head back like he always does. you hid your face against his chest as you giggle in embarrassment. his arms are warm around your body.

“do you wanna take a break?” he asks when you resurface.

you falter. “but we just got them,” you say, feeling a bit guilty.

“hey, we have them for a whole hour,” he assures you, and presses a kiss to your temple.

despite your protests, the activities on land are much more your speed. after finding a secluded little bench, jun disappears for a moment, only to return with two steaming mugs of hot apple cider. it’s sweet and a little spicy but it sends a welcome wave of warmth through your body, letting the steam defrost your noses and cheeks from the winter air. jun wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side as you watch the skaters together.

and you just sit in quiet for a while, every so often commenting on the booths or other market-goers. unbeknownst to you, jun watches you fondly, taking in your slouched posture, your bright eyes as you drink in the christmas festivities. that alone is enough to make his chest want to burst. he tucks you just a bit tighter in to his side, lifting a hand to press a gentle kiss to the back of your gloved knuckles.

his presence is just as warm as the cider cupped in your hands.

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a/n: just a fun little wintery jun-fic that's been on my mind. i was also thinking of posting it to skating by vince guaraldi (also a good one if u want the ambiance!!!!) but i liked the mellow tones of bill evans too :3

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stxrshxpxd · 1 year

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"i'm not your trophy" || uni damon

pairing: 90s/uni damon albarn x reader

word count: 1.008

warnings: smutish

prompt: damon and reader have known each other forever but never got along. at last they have ended up in bed together.

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Three loud knocks shook my brain awake. One thin stripe of sunlight nearly blinded me as I tried to open my eyes, and a thicker one was drenching my bare shoulder in warmth.

“Yeees,” I grumbled into my pillow and an arm suddenly moved from on top of me to lay next to my face. Shit. Every little detail of last night flashed before my shut eyes in an instant. I moved my head from the sunlight and tried again to open my aching eyes.

“It’s nearly 10! Do you want breakfast or not?” my best friend Cassie shouted rhetorically through the door. Two more knocks and I propped myself up on my elbows, my breasts nearly exposed to Damon next to me. He too had opened his eyes and was glancing at me smugly. I shifted slightly under the covers and came to the conclusion that I was fully nude.

“Stay here.”

“I want breakfast!” he introjected way too loudly. I hushed him immediately but Cassie was already giggling on the other side of the door.

“Is that Damon?”

“Fuck me,” I muttered and shoved my face into my pillow again. “Don’t!” I said and lifted my head again, stopping Damon’s inevitable comment.

“Come onnnn,” Cassie shouted between giggles and she knocked again.

His palm pressed against my rib cage and his lips refused to leave mine, shoving me into my dormitory back first. The sharp corner of my desk pierced into the side of my hip suddenly, but all I could do was laugh into Damon’s mouth. The last two shots had ensured my pain receptors were completely out of order for the next hour or so.

I spotted the bruise in passing as I shimmied past my full body mirror to my left, my duvet draped very poorly over my body. I rummaged through my underwear drawer desperately and managed to slide a pair on, just as I noticed my t-shirt from last night that hung off the top of my dresser.

Damon’s fingers tugged on the stretchy fabric and pulled my t-shirt over my head swiftly, only leaving my lips for a second. He tossed it across my small room somewhere behind him and seconds later I was on my back with my cool pillow against my neck. His hand had already found the button of my jeans.

“Don’t break tradition!” Damon protested and threw his own t-shirt at me. I looked down at the grey shirt by my feet and remembered all the girls that had paraded around in his baggy shirts and smug smiles all around the refectory during breakfast.

“I’m not your trophy,” I stated and slipped my own shirt on instead. It was closely followed by pulling my jeans on as well.

“Okay. Maybe I’m your trophy.”

I didn’t know what to say to that, and then Cassie banged on the door again.

“If I tell you it’s boring news you fucked Damon, will you come out? They’ll seriously close the kitchen in 5 minutes.”

“Oh, shout it a bit louder, would you?!”

”Can we- Can you-” I stammered and failed to finish my sentence, as I watched him squeeze into an oversized top of mine. It fit him tightly over the chest and the deep cut of the neck left his collar bones exposed.

I was sat on top of him, my knees digging into my soft mattress on either side of his bony hips. My lips were attached to his left collar bone and his soft pleased grunts fell into my tangled hair as I sucked a bruise into his skin.

I stared at the dark red spot for a second too long, while Damon slipped into his blue jeans again.

“Sorry, you have a few of those too,” he grinned. He wasn’t really sorry. I spun around to study the visible parts of my body and found two large hickeys down the side of my neck.

“I feel about 15,” I muttered and rolled my eyes as I turned back around.

“I feel hungry.”

Damon made a quick decision and dragged me with him, firmly gripping my wrist, and unlocked the door. On the other side of it stood Cassie with a massive smile and a giggle on its way out.

“This didn’t happen,” I stated and waved my hand around in the air between me and Damon.

“I think Damon’s been wanting this since year one, have you not?” Cassie laughed, stepping into possibly risky territory. Cassie didn’t know Damon very well, apart from having been dragged into multiple drunken arguments between the two of us. Damon and I had grown up together, always known each other but never gotten on. It wasn’t until we began going to the same parties, especially the uni ones, that we really began talking to one another. And those talks were always heated discussions to say the least.

“Been wanting this since I was twelve,” Damon singsonged jokingly and Cassie and him giggled in unison.

“Been wanting this since I was twelve,” he had drunkenly breathed into my ear, while his one hand clasped my two wrists, pinning them down above my head. Not a single giggle could be heard.

We paraded into the half full refectory and gained a few looks. I saw the whispers but couldn’t hear them over the rest of the loud rumbling of conversation.

I slid away to an empty table nearby and sank down with a heavy sigh. The hangover was catching up with me. Cassie gave me a questioning look and Damon copied it.

“I’m not hungry,” I said with a steady voice.

“I fed you enough last night, huh?” Damon said with an intentionally loud voice and some of the other voices died down around the room as a reaction. The silliness of the purple low cut top hugging his torso teamed with his smug grin made me exhale another deep sigh and roll my eyes.

“Plenty,” I settled and nodded my head reluctantly as I sank down further in my seat.

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pearldog30 · 9 months

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Red lighting suits You.

I'M BACK BITCHS!!!!! Soo I know I've been gone for a while, I've honestly lost all creativity to write. but I'm forcing myself back! (no I have not lost the love for the fandom, I still love it dearly. I'm just too lazy.) and so you know what! as my own little birthday present to you guys y'all are getting a hesh sumt that was requested by the lovely @alexkellersleg

And also because there's nothing on him y'all are slacking on my boy

David Walker x f reader

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Warnings| praising, fingering, kissing, sumt.

And there you were.... Laying in front of a mirror as dark red lights were illuminating everything around you. Opening your eyes once again, as you recover from your orgasm that had just left your body a few seconds ago. looking into the mirror in front of you your legs spread, soaking wet pussy on display right for hesh to stare into. as you laid against him trying to catch your own breath, you could feel the beating of his heart against your back, as if he just got done running a marathon but no... Ohhh if only that was the case! But it never was. He was propped up behind you, as you sat in his lap. his arms wrapped perfectly! Around your body. as he quietly whispered into your ear praising how good you look for him, "oh my girl.... My pretty girl" he moaned lightly into your ear, causing you to moan out from yet another praise.

You squeezed your eyes shut, your body beginning to shake in response feeling his hand meeting your puffy, wet clit again. You were only about to be on your fourth orgasm. but you were already so, so over stimulated. Feeling his massive, rough, hand slowly beginning to rub circles into your clit once again. causing you to try to move his hand away, but once again! you were too slow. taking his other arm and wrapping it around you completely, so you couldn't move. you were just forced to sit there and take it. "Come onnnn.... please give me another. I've missed you. oh so, so much." He begged. his hot breath hitting your ear, as he looked up into the mirror watching your body squirm, as you pathetically moaned, the dark red lights of the room hitting the curves of your body perfectly.

You couldn't denied the fact that you didn't miss him either. you did! you missed him like hell. But one thing you did not miss.... was how needy, and greedy he could be at times. And this... Well this was one of those times.

"baby... your sooo fuckin wet for me... Godddd....." He gruffly moaned again. lightly biting your neck, continuing to leave his love marks all over you. You tried to arch your back to get away from him just so you could have a small breathing break. but you couldn't, no matter how badly you wanted too... forcing to feel his throbbing, wet, bare cock against your inner thigh. him continuing to rub ever so lightly, slowly getting faster, just to edge you on and make you beg for it. And yet he has not touched himself once! you could feel his pre-cum dripping down his cock. making a mess on your left inner thigh.

"ba-be..... Pls... I- I can't" you cried out begging for him to give you a break. as you felt the fire sensation slowly creep back up again. "Please give me another one!" He moaned back again. as he took a break from your clit, slowly going down to finger you. stretching you open with just 2 fingers, causing you to moan deeply. him being away for so long he had to prep you in some way, or another. Because well... he loves you, and he wanted to make it easier for you to take all of him at once, from how impatient, and needy he can be. "Fu-ckkk" you cry out, feeling him quickly pull his fingers in and out of your cum soaked hole. Looking down you could feel, and see the veins popping out of his arm. from the quick work he was making.

Yes he may have been behind you, but that didn't stop him from somehow perfectly hitting your g-spot. And damn, did he make sure he hit it! And abuse it "MHMM... AHH" you moaned loudly. as you felt your orgasm coming on again, your head falling back, resting on his shoulders. "Ple-aseeee...." You said through heavy breath. as he unwrapped his arm from around you, to just forcefully grab your tit, and start playing with it. And when he did you felt his cock beginning to twitch against your leg more, practically hitting your worn out pussy. And that seemed to be the thing that push you closer to the edge, the feeling of his warm, hard, desperate cock for you, hitting you. was the thing you craved most. He continuing to finger you until you came undone on his fingers. "I- I'm clo-se.. baby....." You practically cry out. slowly arching your back, but this time without him forcing you against him.

"please.... Ple-ase c-cum fo.. for me... Fuck! " He moaned out through a Sob. just as you're about to cum. he forcefully squeeze your nipple between his fingers, biting down hard on your neck as well. causing you to scream from pain, and pleasure. as you try to jerk your hips upwards into his hand to ride out your orgasm. "FU...CKKKK IM I'M... CUMINNN" you screamed out, as you felt tears fall down your face. Completely being fucked out of your mind, you heard him sucking on his fingers. you turn to see that he was sucking your cum off of his fingers, even though the room was kind of dark you could see the light smiled he give you. "You know... You taste delicious babe" he said with a loud mouth pop of his fingers, before he gave you a goofy smile, Which just made your heart flutter.

"STOPPPP" you said with a blush, as you tried to cover your face with your hand. You tiredly beginning to rest against him, but when you did. you felt his entire stomach was soaked, making you confused. You slowly turn around to see that he had came as well, at this point your heart was melting at the fact that this man was so in love with you, just seeing you in pleasure was enough to make him cum. You saw there was a light blush to his cheeks at how embarrassed he was. But to you it was probably the most adorable sight. "Oh, oh my love..." You said with a smile, as you leaned up and lightly placed your hand on his chin, kissing his lips. tasting your own cum in his mouth, you could feel him moaning into the kiss.

"you know... Red lighting suits You" he says with a chuckle trying to be romantic, but it came out more corny. But you could honestly care less. From how adorable he looked. his messy hair, with a practically fucked out look on his face. (and you didn't even have to fuck him, that's how in love this man is with you.)

And that's going to be the end for this. I know it wasn't that long and I feel awful for it but I'm trying to get back into the groove of things. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing for it. because let's be honest! our hesh boy needs some love. As always I hope you all enjoyed this, and I hope you are having a good day/night wherever you are. Reblogs, comments always appreciated 🖤

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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years

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"Where Do You Think You're Going?" Lester Sinclair X GN! Reader. A Commission.

Ay, ay! Another commission! This time for @imbleedin-out! Something quick and dirty! Second comm I have done for her and she gave me permission to share so I sure as shit am! Hope you all enjoy it!

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Rating. NSFW. Length. 1.3K. Lester X GN! Reader. No Pronouns Mentioned. Warnings! Hunting. Predator/Prey. Chase. Man Handling. Rough Stuff. Grinding. Choking. Biting. Lester Is A Fucking Creep.

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This ended up being a fucking awful idea.

You were on vacation, on a road trip to go see some friends out of town and you hit some really unexpectedly awful traffic, the road totally choked up for a while, total gridlock. You were stuck in one place and moved less than five feet in an hour. Soon night was upon you and you were exhausted. The traffic was behind you and you were flying down the road but you are much too tired to keep driving safely. You are annoyed to be honest. You should be at your friend's place already, you called to let them know that you had been held up but would be there eventually, sometime tomorrow probably.

They told you to be careful and stay safe and you promised you would.

You found a secluded place to camp, dug your tent out of the back of your car and set it up. You didn’t make camp like proper because you already grabbed a bite and were beat, it was late and you just wanted to pass the fuck out and get back on the road and get to your destination to enjoy your time off properly.

You set up, inflate your air mattress and lay down your pillow and your sleeping back, you wrap yourself up and fall asleep in mere minutes. You wake up to the low light spilling into your tent, you sit up, rub your eyes and force yourself to get moving. You tear down pretty quick for someone still so sleepy. Air mattress was barely deflated, rolling it up and slotting it into your trunk, tent bagged and shoved in alongside it before slamming it closed.

You walk around and open the door, you slide into the driver's seat, you pull out your keys, stick them in, turn and-nothing.

Your brows furrowed in confusion and you turned again. You hunch forward, gripping the steering wheel with one hand, your other turning the keys to and fro, mumbling, “C’mon, c’mon baby! Come the fuck onnnn, give it to meee-”

You repeated this process over and over, turn, turn, turn to no avail and it causes you to launch back in your seat, your hands slamming on the wheel with an exclamation of pure frustration. “Shit!”

This wasn’t good. You were stuck in the middle of nowhere, car fucking busted and worst of all, totally fucking alone.

This wasn’t just not good, it was bad, down right terrible. You heaved a sigh and got out of the car, you walked around and popped the hood, staring down at the engine, the distinct realisation washing over you that you don’t know the first thing to look for that could be wrong.

You hang your head with a groan before closing the hood and trying to figure out what the fuck to do.

It is just then, as if by some miracle, you hear something coming from up the road. Loud music playing. Music means people, people hopefully means a car and help and a way out. You run, making your way up the hill and darting out to the edge of the road, arms waving wildly the second your eyes land on the pick-up truck. It slows to a stop, the window is rolled down and you come forward, a small wave, “Hey! So sorry about this, my car broke down and I need some help.”

The man, who you soon learned was named Lester, grinned and told you, “Shoot, I can help you, be my pleasure even.”

You smiled, relief hit so quickly, you thanked him profusely as he told you to hop in and he could take you to a nearby town to find what you needed.

You found less relief the longer the drive went on, nerve settling in once more, your hands clasped in your lap, fingers laced together as the man driving you rambled on. You were alone with a strange man, in his truck, being taken to God-knows-where and the more you looked at him and listened to him the more you doubted this was a good idea. He had animal bones hanging from his rear view mirror, he smelled, there was blood under his nails and staining his clothing along with other dark smears of something thick and unsightly. Then there was the knife holstered on his hip, the one that as soon as you made mention of it he unsheathed and waved it around, talking about it in an excited tone before sticking it into the dash.

Your shoulder tensed and your eyes went wide, your blood was running cold, you needed to get out, you had to, fuck this and fuck him, you’d find another way to get help. The car slowed and you took your shot, you threw open the door and made a jump for it, your sneakers hit concrete and you took off running. You heard him shout after you, “Hey! What are you doin’?! HEY!”

The car screeched to a stop and he flung open the drivers door and he was after you. He couldn’t let you get away, no he can't he risk it, if you went somewhere and gave a description of him or of the area and people came here and saw what they were doing-

It was unthinkable he’d be damned if he let you ruin all their hard work.

You weren’t stupid. You might be panicking and scared but you were being shockingly careful.

He wasn’t stupid either. He was good at hunting and tracking, this wouldn’t be the first time he did so to a human over an animal. He crept through the woods, listening intently, you were trying to quiet your breathing. Back to a tree, leaning and waiting, hands shaking from fear, you didn’t want to be found.

You didn’t hear him approach, your mind was too clouded, thoughts racing, you hear the twig snap and your eyes shoot open, palm to tree trunk you push off and attempt to make a break for it.

You didn’t know just how close he was. “No you fuckin’ don’t-”

His hand closes on your wrist and he pulls and pulls hard, jerking you close as his foot kicks out, boot connects with your leg and you go down with a yelp of pain. Body hits the dirt and dry fallen leaves so hard the air is sucked out and he looks down at you only for a moment, his chest heaving from the run, before one leg swings over you. The back of his head swipes over his forehead and his thumb swipes over his nose before he sniffs and says, “Gotta admit, ha, you’re faster than I thought you’d be, little bunny.”

He lowers himself down, his knees on either side of your hips, you struggle and his hands press on your shoulders, holding you down firmly into the dirt. “Ah, ain’t gettin’ away now.”

He leaned closer, breathing right in your ear, “Don’ like how you ran off, that kinda shit ain’t nice, after I was so fucking hospitible too, givin’ you that ride into town.”

You still tried to fight and his arm looped around your neck, holding you tightly, your hands gripped his forearm. “Is that any way to repay someone doin’ you a fucking favor?”

He gripped harder, shook you gently and asked, “C’mon, answer me!”

“No! Oh-okay I guess it wasn’t nice-” You choked out and he said, “Fucking right. Think I gotta teach you some damn manners. If my brothers met you like this it wouldn’t end well for ya. They don’t take kindly too people who ain’t polite and accommodating.”

You felt him grind against your ass and you realised he was hard, shook your head, one of his hands covered your mouth before you could protest and he said, “No, no fightin’, won’t work. Trust me. I’m doing you another favour, cuz I’m so generous.” He bit your earlobe and you yelped behind his hand before he was saying, “-so when M’ done you better say thank you.”

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kurottsukii · 9 months

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Seven | Beautiful Mistakes

Yovanna's Pov

I watched as the three men surround the ring, slowly making their way up to the apran with their eyes glued to mine. They were stalking me like I was their prey, just waiting for me to take my eye off one of them so they could attack. This was now a 4 on 1, and unfortunately I was not going to make this out alive but I'm smart, all I need to do was stay guard. If I don't make the first attack, they can't attack me from the behind.

So there, I stood in the middle of the ring with my eyes on each man. Two toned stood on the apran behind me, Tarzan was to my right, Randy to my left and this weirdo which I assume was the leader stood in front of me. His deep blue eyes glued to mine in such a deadly way like he wanted to kill me.

I just waited to see who was going to attack first, hopefully Randy. The desire to beat him senseless with a chair was so tempting but I still stood my ground. I may-be crazy, but I'm not stupid, you can never let your emotions overcome your instincts in a situation like this. Or it's death.

"COME ONNNN!" I screamed at the four men, a sick, murderous smile creeping onto my face as I just begged for someone to enter the ring and some one finally did, Randy.

Randy came running at me, only to have a chair connected to his back. He fell, and then came two toned, who got smacked across the face with the chair, they was quick but I was quicker but not too quick because with a blink of an eye, The mental patient looking mother fucker and Tarzan was on top of me sending blows to my sides and head, soon it became a 4 on 1 attack. The arena rumbled with boos as they continue their assault.

In seconds, I could feel their attack on my body, it felt like a hot knife was running along my skin but no matter how bad it hurts, I couldn't go down without a fight.

The crowd began roaring again once they saw me fighting back, I was throwing punches at each target, not caring who it was just as long as they landed hard enough for me to have a clearing.

The cheers soon got louder as each man was pulled off of me, getting the hell beat out of them, I was saved and in a LOT of pain.

From what I saw, Sheamus was attacking two toned, that cena guy was on Tarzan and oh my god, is that Phil?! Phil was on the leader guy.

I didn't even had that much time to process anything, there was too much going on and this was still my debut, my first impression to the WWE crowd so I had to take action. I quickly led out quick breaths that soon became huffs as I scanned the ring for Randy.

Chaos was all around me, I couldn't really see anything with all the sweating men fighting around me but for a brief second, I saw him.

He was laying outside the ring but still conscious, I guess someone knocked him out a bit to give me space and I mentally thanked them but right now, it's show time.

Climbing on top of the ropes, I instantly jumped off, landing on top of Randy with a whole lotta impact I didn't expect to happen, I believe the move I did was called a frog splash. The impact of it caused Randy to hit the floor hard and with that, I just went ham on him with multiple left/right hooks. Each punch I sent, connected beautifuly. The feeling of almost breaking this asshole's jaw was nothing but pure blist.

But once again, I felt strong hands yanking me off Randy like I was a rag doll. I was really getting tired of this shit, looking over my shoulder, I saw it no other but the leader looking dead at me with the same murderous smile I had a few minutes ago. It was like I was looking in a mirror.

I didn't even have time to completey process what was happening, my instincts kicked in before anything else could and before I knew it, I had him on the ground, sending blows after blows without stopping. He did a pretty good job blocking most of them but I always ended finding a new spot of him to abuse.

Sheamus took care of Randy as I left the leader unconscious, bodies were all over the place but me and the guys were fine, we just won the little war but I knew this was far from over.

Looking at the unconscious leader of this sad little faction, I decided to leave a mark but not only a mark, a impression to him and the rest of them.

Getting back down to his level, I hovered over him enough to play a big kiss on his lips, my lipstick leaving a print as I dragged him back to the inside of the ring but to the top of the rope to deliver a DDT.

He laid there, no movement at all, as I just stood above him, drinking in the cheers of the people along with the men who helped me.

We stood there for one more minute before climbing out the ring and making our way up the ramp, I stayed close to Sheamus, using him for support. Those guys did a number on my ribs, it never even had time to heal properly. And it still won't heal properly because I'm going to stay in action, destroying everyone and everything in my way. Just to steady prove my point, don't fuck with me unless you want to be in a body bag.

It was silent once we got backstage, the other superstars & divas just stared at us all like we just committed murder or something but the crew gave us approving looks which felt nice.

Sheamus kept his arm on my side, I didn't really bother to move it, it felt..nice. It was the only nice thing I was feeling right now, other than finally getting my hands on Randy and seeing my long lost best friend and first actual boyfriend Phil. Wait...phil! Oh my fucking god! MY EX IS WORKING IN WWE! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!? I was having a mental panic, I didn't even realize he was still with us until..

"Yovanna Rosemary Silva." I snapped my neck to be greeted by that same sweet smile I fell for years back. Yes I know what I said about not trusting men and not falling for them. I met Phil back when I was eighteen and dumb. I had already graduated highschool and was literally on a plane to America with Eva and my father. My father wanted me to start a fighting career so I could have a life of fame, but really, all I wanted to do was to meet Phil.

Back then, he was a badass in ROH, and of course I was his number one fan and simp. The guy was fine as hell, even though I had a whole rule of not getting close to men, Phil broke all of that in seconds. I mean, can you blame me? He was my idol and crush back then, I was literally head over heels for him and for good reason too.

Flashback

Eva and I was sitting in the front row, the place had a strange smell to it, it was like liquor and sweat mix with cheap perfume, the smell was so strong it was practically burning my nose hairs. R.I.P to them.

Even though it stunk like a boy's locker room, the energy of the crowd made things better. I never seen people so excited for wrestling, the way the cheered and roared with so much adrenaline made me feel tingly inside meanwhile Eva sat there with confused expression on her face.

She didn't know what was going on nor did she cared but she was only here for the hot ladies anyways. At least that's what I told her in order to convince her to come with me.

And then it hits, the music was booming from speaker to speaker around the small arena as Mr. Chick Magnet, himself walked out with the ROH title on his shoulder. The crowd chanted his name until he got in the ring, of course I did what any fan girl would do, which was loose my shit. Was I embarrassed? Yes. Did I care at that moment? No.

Eva had to literally smack some sense into me for me to calm down, luckily no one saw that or at least I hope they didn't.

He stood in the ring, staring up at his adoring fans as we all just stared at him in awe like he was god.

And to me, he was. His shoulder length bleached hair was already wet. You could practically see the water droplets in his hair which shined underneath the spotlight in the ring, which made him hotter than hell itself.

I couldn't help but to check him out. That's until Eva gave me a little shove, letting me know that my crush; my idol was staring right at me.

At first I didn't believe her but as soon as I looked up, those beautiful chocolate brown eyes were on me. I didn't feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach like most girls; well, that was a ligh. My stomach was in knots and I could feel my own heart burn as I continued to stare into his eyes. And for a second, it felt like it was just us two, like everyone around us just disappeared.

Dare I say it was like love at first sight?

He stared at me for what felt like a internity, then blew a kiss and of course I caught it like a complete idiot. Don't judge me, you would do the same if you was in my position.

The match soon started and I just sat through it all with a stupid grin on my face. Eva left a hour early because she got bored, so I was left here by myself. I didn't mind really, I didn't really care at the moment. I was too busy watching Punk kick ass. And I swear I saw him glanced at me a few times, which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside each time.

The show soon ended as I waited for everyone to clear the place so I can leave last. No it wasn't a attempt to meet the fighters, I just hated being so close to strangers, breathing the air they breath out, having to smell the burbs and farts, I rather just stay and wait. Just as I got up, I could see Punk running towards me, I don't know why but my fight or flight instincts kicked in, I was so ready to punch him in his beautiful face but luckily he stopped, giving me a chance to calm down from the scare but not the fan girl panic I was having inside. He looked so damn gorgeous up close, no wonder he was called the Chick Magnet. Just him smiling could make my panties wet...not that it has.

"Sorry for stopping you from leaving, your ride must be waiting or something, but I didn't want to waste the opportunity to talk to a woman that resembles a goddess. Just like Aphrodite." If his words didn't make me weak to my knees, his smile definitely did. I couldn't even speak, my stomach was in knots, there was a lump in my throat, and I couldn't even find the words I wanted to say. Is he flirting? Should I flirt back?? Am I just supposed to say thank you??? What is even happening????!!

I just ended up staring at him, my cheeks and body flushing with heat. He smile never even drop at my awkwardness, it only grew ride as his eyes stayed glued to mine. "Not much a talker hm? Well, I'm Phillip Brooks, you can call me Phil if you want."

Still not being able to talk even though the words were on the tip of my tongue, I nodded with a smile of my own. It took me a while but I did it, I finally spoke. The words rolling off my tongue thanks to my accent. "My name is Yovanna Silva. You can call me Voni or Anna, or even Ari if you'd like. My sister call me Anna since our names are similar, her nickname is Ann. My dad calls me Ari and my best friend calls me both, so it's whatever. I don't mind" Did I just rambled on about nicknames? Jeez Vonna, you are a true idiot.

I was waiting for him to just laugh in my face or him to just look at me like I was crazy but he didn't, his smile was still there, but his eyes...they were filled with passion. I could feel his hands in mine, in reply I held his back, watching as he brought it up to his lips and placed a small kiss onto it.

There went my knees.

In a instant, my legs gave out, giving him the opportunity to catch me which made me loose all control of my body as I lost my dignity too.

"I can call you Vonna for now. I don't know if you're ride is still here but if you want, I could give you a tour of the city and maybe buy you dinner? I'm sorry if I seem to forward, but seeing you out in the crowd, I felt something. I don't know what it is but I'm really attracted to you Yovanna. And I'll be damned to waste this opportunity without getting to know you.

End Flashback

After that, we dated and became a couple for three strong beautiful years. You'd think it was meant to be, that it was my happy ever after, but my problems was what broke the relationship; I felt like I wasn't making him happy. I wasn't completing his needs sexually nor romantically, plus we were always so far away and so deep in our careers, there was no way for us to keep the relationship going so we broke up. Two years later, He's right in front of me with that same smile and look in his eyes but that long hair has disappeared.

I had to admit, the same feeling I had when we first met was fluttering right back but things were different now. I'm different.

"If Shaemus doesn't mind, I wanna speak to you. Alone." I don't know why but the idea of us being alone made my heart drop to my stomach and into my stomach acid. Weird way to explain it but in all seriousness, I was nervous.

What if he's angry about the breakup? I never did well to Phil being angry at me..like at all, I was a big baby when it came to him.

"Yea no problem bro, meet me back here when y'all done. We have a eight man match with the Shield and Randy later." Shaemus informed us left, leaving with me with my mouth wide open, alone, with Phil, my fucking ex.

Fuck you Shaemus.

#fyp #netflix #seth rollins #dean ambrose #wwe #fanfic #cm punk #john cena #triple h #mma #nxt #roh lb #ufc #randy orton #sheamus #the authority #the shield

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kdipshit · 1 year

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Balance

Im Finna go get that bag yuuuhhhhhh, so I got my job back holy shit who else is surprised?? Me lol, they said no stuff ups aloud lol, attendance has to be onnnn, its gonna be super easy though because I’m working with my mum who’s got make sure we get to work on time everyday lol, we get along so much better these days so its going to be FUN I loveeeee it already. Not gonna lie the anxiety and all the thoughts that I had when I first left a month ago, and I was scared I wouldn’t be able to show attendance… but like I’ve been doing, I’ve been showing up for MYSELF every single day, why not this swell? Literally why not? I have my goals in my mind, and I probably won’t even work here that long before I can sit comfortably on journalism and my path going this way. Its just that when I started thinking about it I started to feel it, and it wasn’t a good feeling, but now that we know feelings come from thoughts, and we can choose our thoughts, its become a lot easier to adjust to the perspective. I choose the most positive one every time, its a choice, if I did nothing I would go no where, but stay in my thought trapped brain, instead of living in my beautiful life. I choose to live every time.

I feel much better now that I’ve taken my morning meds lol, thank you for all the problems I didn’t have to face. There Is a version of myself in my head that I haven’t heard for a while, I’m very loud but blunt, cut throat and quick. Very much wanting to come forward, I’m trying to keep positive though.

The sweetness of doing nothing.

When I’m triggered and it turns to irritation and anger, it’s like I’m pacing back and forth in my head wondering why someone would do this harm to me, immediate victim complex. I feel stuck still, unable to move, usually scrolling vigorously is the only thing that can keep me calm and level headed, so I just did that but it’s so irritating holy fuck. I just don’t like being yelled at and i can just see a system going on like my dad yelled at me coz he thought I didn’t do something because when he walked in my mum was doing it AGAIN, and I was like no I did it lol, and then I still get screamed at and made feel like shit and it’s not like my mum would be on my side and say ‘no I’m just doing it again because we’re about to have visitors’ and she’s crazy fkn ODC but whatever. It’s my fault, and now I leave everything for my mum to just do herself apparently, walking around saying ‘ugh I’ll just do it myself’ like what do you mean I’ve been doing the house all morning the house was not a mess when you walked in, you didn’t complain about a messy house you just did what you always do and clean bc your anxious. I’m on the verge of tears bc of this shit holy fuck man, I’ve got a whole ass frog in my throat over some silly ass trigger, it’s so stupid. The feeling I feel when I’m getting attacked by my parents is ummmm….. I don’t know. Lol. It’s like I’m 16 again with no rights lol. I know it’s something so small, but it effects me, but because it effects only me, I should only really be dealing with these issues by myself, so I never let it out towards them and I keep it chill on the outside, but that causes me to freeze. So now I need to figure out a way to deal with it without taking it out on myself and feeling the guilt and anxiety to an extreme, I guess the answer is to write ✍️ I guess the answer for everything lately has been to write, my mum is hoping that by me expressing my feelings and shit thru a blog might help someone else who is feeling so much alone.

I’m happy now, I have a full vape, a clean 50, and WORK tomorrow! I’m grateful I have been more open to phone calls, because that is what I can thank myself for being able to go to work tomorrow, I’m really excited, a lil anxious, maybe it’s just excitement, I’m ready, and I’m so excited for the other things this job is going to give me. As well as coming to the full acceptance of me being single for maybe the rest of my life, I’m excited to see my life in my career, in my study in my work. I’ve been love lead for my entire life, but my version of love is unobtainable, instead I can find ways to give it to myself, since I have the power of the source. I’m ready to get rich, or die trying.

i was so excited… coming back into the music world, to start writing again producing just fan having that feeling of making amazing shit that you really love like, I love that sahit, when I came to the not pad however my rhymes were so whack literally like I was blank. I just gotta keep that ball rolling coz this verse I’m tweaking now is fun good shit cuz, its diff weirdly, and thats all goods coz it sounds gangsta, and I love it.

The version of myself I want to step into, has her routine and positive attitude and goals and is sorted absolutely content and happy with the over flowing of money in my bank account, good coping mechanism and the space to relax and appreciate every single moment and what it ultimately brings me (my manifestations) I am it already, the independence , the growth, the knowledge.

I need balance other wise I get burnt out. By healing I’m hoping to get better and better every day, and I know there’s milestones in healing and those are what I’m trying to accomplish so I can live my most free life. Focus on the journey… not the outcome, okay, so that’s what I’m trying to do right now…… focus on the journey, not the outcome, have faith that the outcome will be the best outcome possible for my journey and I let it go into the universe, while I focus on the journey.

Do I just have to not scratch that itch to check if my ex messaged me? Is that literally all I need to do? Okay I guess :)

I have come to realise I need to balance my material and emotional lives, I’m unhinged, lol, I don’t think I actually am I just felt like that was the right word, so maybe I am right.

I sometimes think if someone else can’t do it for me, I can’t do it for myself either, is that a self worth issue? Or am I scared of being judged for doing something first? That way of thinking wastes so many opportunities and ways of life.

#blogging #new blog #mental health #actually bipolar #actually borderline #mental instability #actually bpd #original post #original writing #original words #bipolar

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citrus-simp · 3 years

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The classic - kid walking in while having sex scenario , with bakugou for request please !

{AN}-> ahh very classic indeed ~

Warnings: sex; smut, language, getting walked in on, established relationship, proceed with caution!

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1 am, the perfect time for you both to be doing this you shouldn't. In fact, it used to be one of your favorites because according to Katsuki

"While everyone's sleeping, you'll be screaming" and he loved it

The perfect time your son could potentially wake up and be scared for life….but right now that wasn’t on your mind.

“K-katsuki~mm what are you doing?" you shift in your spot as you felt your husband begin to grin against your ass. His strong hands travel over your body giving a few squeezes every now and then. Your eyes were still closed and you were still very comfortable in sleep at the moment

"Nothin'...like feeling you..." he said in his husky morning voice. Oh god, that would always make you melt without fault. However, right now, sleep was just a bit better at the moment. "Soft...warm...sexy" he pulled you much closer and now you felt exactly what was keeping him up

" 'Suki not now, Kenji can hear," you said stretching your limbs from the tips of your toes to your fingers.

"He's sleeping right now," he said as his lips find the nape of your neck "come onnnn" he whines pulling you closer and grinding more into your ass

God, you had to admit he really did know how to move his hips. And he was really turning you on. You open your eyes completely and thought '...fuck it.' You flip over onto your other side and crash your lips onto his. Pulling you closer as your lips and tounges. He pulled your leg so that it hooked over his hip, his large hand traveling down to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

"That's more like it," he said in a low husky tone sitting up with you in his lap. His lips never lost contact with your skin as he pulls your shirt off. Exposing your breasts to the cool night air, making quick due with his shirt he puts you back onto the bed and half-way rips your pants off

"I know you're wet for me already" he smirks "Besides we gotta make this a Lil quick" and just to his surprise when he spreads your knees there it was in all its glory. He smirks in a victorious way at his prediction.

"Touch yourself for me baby" he whispers taking his pants and boxers off. You honestly loved it when he asked you to touch yourself. He'd watch you while he pumped himself and he would just make you feel like the sexiest thing on this planet

"Like this?" you ask as your hand slides down your body and you begin to pleasure yourself as your hips roll against your hand

"Oh yeah, just like that baby" after getting himself hard he easily aligns himself with your entrance as you stop your movements and he slides in slowly. So slow it was unbearable but also felt like paradise. Using his quick reflexes he pins your wrists above your head as he begins to thrust into you. Gods he was perfect in every kind of way. He was big, and it wasn't a secret, had the perfect girth and slight curve upward that hit your g-spot perfectly

"Ah, Suki! Right there!" you mewl his head dives down to suck on your breast as his thrusts become quicker and harder

"Yeah, baby? Do you like that? How...how about one more...one more baby? I'll fuck a baby into you right now" he growled as he could feel you tightening around him.

"Y-yes Katsuki! M-more!" you could feel your sweet orgasm coming so close and yet....nothing.

"Mama?" you hear a small voice following the squeak of your bedroom door. Katsuki makes a fast move to throw the over you both before your son could see anything. Katsuki groans lowly both from still being inside you and from the interruption. He slowly slides out and moves off of you with a dissatisfied sigh

"Shit" you whisper "What is it, baby?" you ask grabbing Katsuki's t-shirt and slipping it on in the dark

" tummy hurts." he pouts making your heart melt

"Awwh sweetheart," you throw your legs over the edge of the bed and turn your lamp on

"Just go take a shit, you should feel better," your husband said throwing his arm over his eyes. You walk to your son and pick him up with a kiss on his head and walk down to the kitchen to get him some medicine. After some medicine, a little bit of tea, and tucking him. Little did you know Bakugou was at the door frame gazing at your bare ass as you stood up again. You had forgotten your panties and he was ready to finish what he had started.

Walking back to him he lays a spank to your ass followed by

"Get your ass back in bed, I'm not done yet"

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#bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x y/n #bakugou smut #anime x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bnha x reader #bnha smut #anime #anime fanfiction #bakugo x female reader #bakugou katsuki smut #bnha x you #bnha x fem!reader

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v-hope · 3 years

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omg so maybe the way y/n would react when someone else flirts with jk and how he’d handle the situation? 🌺

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader

genre: fluff, slice of life, established relationship, college au

word count: 1.9k

a/n: i don’t think i had ever written y/n being jealous before, it was always the boys somehow so this was fun! thank you so much for requesting! btw, this takes place on their last year of college.

Jeongguk had eyes for you only.

That was no surprise. You knew that. His friends knew that. Your friends new that. And pretty much everyone with eyes could see that was the case in a heartbeat. It had been that way ever since high school, and now that you had been together for a year and he had you all to himself, it was far from ever changing.

There were certain people, however, who did not know that was the case — strangers mostly, or classmates of his who did just not give a fuck about him having a girlfriend he was madly in love with.

The latter being the case that day.

The two of you had agreed on meeting at the library to get started on a project you had signed up as partners for, as it was pretty much a given by now. And although the library was not your favourite place to go to when it came to get done with college stuff, it was the only place the two of you would truly focus in, which would be much needed this time since you had to turn it in later the next day, yet were just now getting started on, as you had both been too busy with other exams and assignments to even think about this one.

So, he had headed over there as soon as his last class ended, going up to an empty table and taking a seat, wasting no time on leaving his backpack on the chair next to his for no one else to take it as he waited for you. Not like said act of his had been of any help, though, for a girl he recognized from one of his classes —one of the few you were not in with him— had reached his side in a matter of seconds, asking if he could help her out with something from that day’s lecture she had not quite understood, and removing his backpack from the seat he was saving for you; hanging it on the back of the chair as she took a seat next to him before he could even protest.

Biting his tongue as he did not want to sound rude, he decided to just help her out in the meantime you got there. It wouldn’t take that long anyway, would it?

Only it did, for you were taking longer than you should have, and she showed no signs of planning on leaving anytime soon as she didn’t even try to hide her ulterior motives with him — from time to time trying to turn the conversation into a non-academic one, yet having to stick to it as Jeongguk made it clear he was only carrying on with the conversation as long as it was about the class.

“You’re really good at explaining” she smiled brightly, looking up from her textbook and moving her seat closer to him, which only caused him to move his slightly back as he nodded — his awkwardness making an appearance as he did not know what to answer to that. “You think maybe we could go grab some coffee later so we can talk some more about the class?”

“I have a girlfriend” he was quick to go straight to the point, informing her what he knew for a fact she was well aware of, for it was not unusual for you to go wait outside that particular class for him to come out of, since it was right next to yours and you always seemed to be done before him — meeting him with a sweet peck on the lips every single time as everyone else came out of the classroom, her included. “And she’ll be here anytime now, so…”

His classmate had seemed to take a hint as he eyed the chair she was sitting down on, silently asking her to leave. Nevertheless, she did not stand up. “I could really use the help in this class, though…” she pushed it. “Maybe you could give me your number then?”

“Oh, I’m sure you won’t be needing my boyfriend’s number” your voice had both of their heads snapping up in your direction, right as you set two coffee cups on the other side of the table and eyed both the girl next to him and the taken seat you knew was supposed to be yours. “Especially when it comes to something you can so easily ask your teacher about”.

Your cynical smile as you said those words and sat down in front of them, was all it took for the girl to send a glare your way before standing up, sweetly saying goodbye to a quite stunned Jeongguk and then taking off without even looking your way again.

Scoffing at her audacity, you shook your head, not even bothering to look at your boyfriend before you started taking your laptop out of your bag and placed it on the table.

“What took you so long?” he quietly wondered, feeling like he was tiptoeing when it came to finding the right words to say, given your displeased expression.

“Coffee run” you replied simply, staring at your laptop’s screen like your life depended on it as you turned it on.

He bit down on his bottom lip, not being able to ignore the tension in the air, yet having no idea what to do about it either.

It was funny, how before dating you he never had other people approaching him like this, yet now that he was in an established relationship, girls had apparently started to notice him out of a sudden. He was not used to it. He was not used to you being jealous. And although he knew it was not entirely his fault —since he had kept his distance from said girl— and a part of him couldn’t help but feel good about the fact that you were being jealous over him, another part of him did not feel quite as good, for he knew what you were feeling. He had been in your place multiple times when other guys flirted with you, after all, and although you turned down every single one of them, it was still upsetting all the same.

So, not knowing whether he should bring the topic up or not, he had his eyes going to the cups from your go-to coffee shop placed by your side. It was your guys’ usual, he could tell — an iced americano for you and hot chocolate for him.

“Is that one for me?” he pointed at the carton cup that was used for hot beverages.

That had seemed to catch your attention, eyes fixing on the cup he was pointing at and staring at it as you thought about it for a second. And although both of you knew the answer was positive, you shook your head no.

“Couldn’t decide, so I got both for me”.

Jeongguk couldn’t help but let an amused smile curve up the corners of his lips, knowing well enough that was your way of punishing him for letting another girl hit on him. “Oh, so you simultaneously went for a hot and an ice cold drink?”

“Mhm…” you nodded.

“Yah,” he called you out when you still wouldn’t look at him, reaching for your hands and holding them over the table. “Come sit next to me”.

“I’m good”.

“Come onnnn,” he whined with a small pout, pulling on your hands and leaving you no choice but to stand up and go over to him. “I was saving this seat for my favourite girl”.

You couldn’t help but smile at the way he had cooed those words as you sat down next to him, biting on your bottom lip not to let him see, yet being too late as a smile of his own was already taking over his mouth at the sight of yours. Loosely wrapping one of his arms over your shoulders, he pulled you closer to him, laughing under his breath when you could no longer hide your smile after his lips had pressed a lingering kiss to your cheek.

“I thought I was your only girl” you pushed it nevertheless, earning another chuckle from him.

“You are my only girl” he said the obvious. “Plus, my favourite person in the world. There’s nothing to be jealous about”.

You rolled your eyes, focusing them somewhere else as you snorted. “Wasn’t jealous” your bitter words told him otherwise. “She’s pretty, though…”

Jeongguk sighed, cupping your face in his hands and resting his forehead on yours. “I’ve had eyes for no one else but you ever since I first saw you in high school, petal. You know that” his thumbs drew tender circles on your cheeks. “I didn’t even look at her”.

“You didn’t turn her down when she asked for your number, though”.

“Did I even get the chance to?” he pointed out softly with a breathy laugh, bringing heat to your face as you were reminded of the fact you had answered for him the second the question had left that girl’s mouth. “I told her I got a girlfriend before you arrived, okay?” his mouth pressed a brief kiss to your nose. “Don’t be silly now, you know I love you”.

You smiled softly, nodding your head to let him know it was alright, and then giggling when the loving peck he had just pressed to your mouth was followed by another kiss — a much longer, slower one, as he tilted your head slightly back and sucked on your bottom lip.

“We’re in the library” you reminded him in a whisper, voice coming out muffled as you spoke against his lips.

“And you’re the only one I want” he cheesily answered, smiling at your amused reaction and pressing another kiss to your mouth before pulling away. “Now that we’ve established the facts, shall we get started on the project?”

Shaking your head in amusement, you reached for your laptop on the other side of the table and brought it up to you — then reaching for the carton cup as well and sliding it in front of him. “You’ve earned your lame hot chocolate, you sweet bastard”.

A light laugh escaped his mouth at what you had just called him, leaning in closer to you once again. “And a little smooch?” he puckered up his lips.

Getting a laugh out of you at the way he was picking up on the things you usually said, you couldn’t deny him of his petition, placing your hand behind his neck and pulling him towards you so you could press two chaste kisses to his smiling mouth.

“And an ‘I love you, bun’?” he pushed it.

“Yah,” you were the one to call him out this time with a small laugh. “All the attention has really boosted your confidence, hasn’t it?”

He giggled, saying nothing as he instead grabbed his cup and took a sip of the drink you had gotten him. You were right though, for the attention, love and praise you had given him for the past year had indeed helped one hell of a lot when it came to boosting his previous nonexistent confidence.

“Will you say it, though?”

Shaking your head no, you laughed under your breath and leaned closer to the table as you started typing down on your laptop instead. “I love you, bun”.

Although you had not even looked at him as you gave in —embarrasingly fast— and mumbled the words he had been waiting for, he smiled the brightest, knowing he had managed to lift your mood and gotten some love from you altogether.

Funny how you had came to the library so you could focus on the project, yet all he wanted and could think about right then was kissing you over and over — until the last bit of jealousy you had felt that day abandoned your body.

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arhvste · 4 years

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can i maybe request some comfort hq’s w any of your favorite boys (but maybe throw in some oikawa) when their s/o doesn’t get invited to hang out w her friends but like all her friends are hanging out and they didn’t invite her so she just has to watch them all have fun on social media and stuff? totally not speaking from experience haha.. take your time if you’re busy! i love your writing so much 🥺✨💘💖

hi bby i love u a lot <3 ✨🐉🦋

OIKAWA, BOKUTO AND TSUKISHIMA COMFORTING LEFT OUT S/O

OIKAWA

you’re minding your own business at home in your room scrolling through instagram when your heart sinks

you see your friends have posted group photo they took today when they went out and failed to invite you

you felt silly being bothered by it but you couldn’t hep it

friends are meant to invite each other out not leave individual members out

while you’re staring at the picture, you’re interrupted by a facetime call from your boyfriend

you answer and see his smiling face on your screen

“hi y/n-chan i- wHATS WRONG?!”

he sees you’re not smiling back and he immediately knows somethings up

“its nothing tooru, don’t worry”

you give him a little reassuring smile and he frowns a little

so anyway you guys go about your call just talking as normal and you casually mention that your friends hung out without you

you can’t actually see oikawa’s face because he has you on pause and kept muting and unmuting by what you assumed was accident

rude

but you just assume he’s on his daily run because you can hear him doing so

you carry on telling him about how you’d been left out and just talking about it made you tear up a little

“i know it’s stupid, but i can't help but feel annoyed.”

as you’re explaining to tooru you hear a knock at your door

muttering a quick “hang on” to your boyfriend you go downstairs to see who’s at your door

you open the door to reveal your panting boyfriend with a bag containing, one of his favourite hoodies you like to borrow, his laptop, another bag of take out food and a bunch of sunflowers gripped under his arm

“sorry i took so long y/n-chan”

“tooru? what's all this?”

“as if im gonna let my pretty girl feel upset all by herself, come here”

he pulls you in for a tight hug and you let him inside where he unpacks the contents in the bags

the fact he did all of this for you make you want to tear up again

and you do just that

he pulls you back into his chest and wraps his arms around you

“what did i do to deserve you?”

“i should be asking you.”

you guys eat your take out, oikawa has a shower because he was lowkey sweating with all that running about, you pull on the jumper he brought round for you (he only took it back in the first place because you mentioned his smell wasn't as strong on it anymore)

you watch a few films before you both start to just lay there and cuddle

“come on, lets take cute photos!”

“why?”

“so we can show your stupid friends that you don’t need to be with them when you have me”

you guys take some immaculate pictures and upload them to your insta story where a ton of people are swiping up compliment how cute you both are

including a few of your friends who swooned over your boyfriend saying how they wished they had a boyfriend like tooru

oikawa looked at their messages and sneered

“ignore them it’ll piss them off”

he is so petty

but so are you fdshfghu

he’ll stay over for the night because he refuses to leave you until you’re totally over it

best boyfie

63/10 experience would die for this boy 😼

BOKUTO

bokuto is actually the one who points out that your friends are hanging out without you

you two have just left grabbing breakfast together when he sees your group walking and laughing together across the street

“hey y/n? aren't they your friends?”

“huh?”

you turn to look and you wish you hadn't

bokuto saw the drop in your face and suddenly felt sad too

“do you want me to say something?”

“don’t worry kou, it’s nothing”

you give him a weak smile and pull him back to your house

the walk back is quiet which is unusual for the two of you as usually you two never stop talking to each other

when you get back home you turn away from your boyfriend and wipe a few stray tears that you’d been holding back the whole time

bokuto notices and grabs you shoulder and turns you to face him

“oh y/n please don’t cry! shall we make a blanket fort? do you want to go out somewhere? shall i get akaashi to come over and we can plot muder against your friends?”

the boy isn’t used to seeing you upset

he’s used to seeing you so happy and cheerful around him because he always does his best to make sure you’re comfortable

you laugh dryly and smile at him

“no baby it’s fine, i just need to let it all out and i’ll be good”

he pulls you and and wraps his big arms around you as your sobs grow louder into his chest

“k-kou am i stupid for feeling like this? it’s not even that serious i just feel kinda betrayed they didn't even ask me you know? like this isn't even the first time -i”

you look up when you feel chest chest move and you sees HE’S got tears falling down his face too

“kou!! i know why i’m crying but why are YOU crying?”

“i-i don't know?? seeing you cry makes me cry??”

the two of you are laughing and sobbing together you forget why you were even sad in the first place

he picks you up bridal style and carried you over to the couch where the two of you proceed to just cuddle and enjoy each other’s presence

“hey, y/n you should hang with me and akaashi at lunch if you want”

“maybe...”

“come onnnn, if your so-called ‘friends’ don’t wanna hang with you, we most certainly do!”

he’s giving you his big toothy grin you can't say no to

“okay kou, i’ll start spending my lunches with you”

he doesn't even hide the fact he's excited lmao

“yES!! we get to spend even more time together now and everyones gonna see how cute we are together!”

bokuto just wants to make sure that wherever you are, he can make you smile and forget about all the bad things

so the fact you agree to spend your lunchtimes with him makes him ecstatic now that he knows he can make it his mission everyday to make you smile more

he won't ever leave you alone when you’re sad so you spend the rest of your day playing on your switch and making tiktoks together

because bokuto will always want you to feel like you’re having fun with him because it’s your smile that first caught his attention before you started dating

TSUKISHIMA

you and tsuki are at his house in his room together

both of you are going through your phones until your group chat starts spamming with photos and videos

your notifications are going off like crazy and its driving tsukishima mental

“since when were you popular?”

you glare at him as you open the messages and your face drops

your supposed friends were all sending videos and photos of each other into your group chat

they had all gone out and hadn't mentioned it to you

tsukishima glanced over to your phone and watched as you mindlessly tapped through the never ending stream of content

“i don’t know why you surround yourself with such loser’s y/n, i’d be embarrassed to send videos of my friends screaming like babies”

this made you smile ever so slightly

you’re not a mean person

but there's something about tsukishima’s snarky comments which make you feel better about the situation

tsuki has obviously noticed you were bothered about not being invited but he won't tell you he knows because it may trigger you to get upset

instead he pulls your back into his chest as the two of you lay in his bed together as he rests one of his arms on your side and the other over your shoulder

instead of being overly comforting, tsuki will encourage you to tap through the group chat but he’ll make a snarky comments for each picture or video

“ew she really left the house with confidence looking like that?”

“why has the girl on the right done her make up like that? did they go out for a day at the circus or something?”

“you can see the people in the background literally cringing, i can feel the second hand embarrassment through the screen”

the two of you sit there for a while laughing and making snide comments

tuski’s are way worse than yours because he literally doesn't know how to stop

after you finish tapping through everything, you set your phone down and smile at your boyfriend

“hey, thanks for that”

“for what? being myself”

“for making me laugh you idiot”

“i was being honest but okay then”

you’ll just lay there together in a comforting silence

“you know... you’re too good for them anyway, ditch them”

you hesitated before answering

“but, they're my friends? i can't just ditch them out of nowhere”

“they had no problem doing it to you”

harsh words

but he’s right

they didn't have a problem ditching you so maybe tsuki was right

“i don't mind doing a bit of charity work and letting you be with me at school”

“oh? how considerate of my boyfriend, the one who’s meant to love and be there for me unconditionally! you’re too kind!”

you both snicker at this before he presses a soft kiss to the top of your head

“go on, leave the group chat... if you’re bad 😈”

he gets lowkey excited watching you leave it he’s got a stupid little evil smirk

tsuki may seem like he enjoys conflict and malicious behaviour

but really he just wants to make sure you’re kept away from people who clearly don't value or deserve you

‘their loss’ he thinks to himself as he pulls you closer

#oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #oikawa hcs #oikawa headcanons #bokuto koutaro #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #bokuto hcs #bokuto headcanons #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x you #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima hcs #tsukishima headcanons #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu hcs

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ffxiv-angora · 3 years

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Day 30: Abstracted

The final prompt ;__; It's a long boi too

Small TW: This takes place during the battle at Carteneau so there's violence, death, etc etc.

Tagging @caspianking since I stole Eli for this one lol

The sky was on fire. It was like nothing she’d ever seen before. Nothing she’d even imagined to be possible. Dalamud was falling. The very ground shook underfoot with every explosion and as soldiers charged forward into the chaos. It was loud. Too loud. The mix of cannon fire, magic, and screams was overwhelming. Angora could do nothing but stand with her feet firmly planted to the ground with her ears pinned flat against her head and her tail wrapped around one leg.

Someone gives her hand a squeeze, causing her to finally pull her eyes from the carnage happening in front of her. She blinks, looking up to the viera next to her. Eli. Her first and only friend. He gave her one of those goofy, crooked smiles of his just like always. But even that smile couldn’t hide the fear that was clear in his eyes that mirrored her own.

“Don’t worry, Kitty cat!” he shouted, lifting his gunblade to rest it on his shoulder. “Just remember the plan! We’ll be okay!”

That gods forsaken nickname earns him a sour look, but Angora nods and gives his hand a squeeze in return. That’s right. They’d made a plan between themselves and a few other trusted squadmates. Moons worth of secrets and hiding evidence. A plan to finally escape the clutches of the Garlean army to freedom. That freedom happened to be Eorzea seeing as the battle happened to take place in Carteneau, but anywhere not under Garlean rule would have been sufficient. All they had to do was stick together and move towards the edge of the battlefield. Then just...run like their lives depended on it when there was an opening. Because it did. If they were caught, they’d likely be executed immediately.

Angora’s grip on her bow tightened when she looked back to the battle. Their group wasn’t even fully aware of what the reason for this war was. It’s not like they were in any position to question it. All they knew was they were told that the Eorzeans, like themselves, were savages who needed to be crushed and held under Garlean rule. Something about primals and the Twelve? Was the falling moon their fault or the Empire’s? The only difference between the Eorzean “savages” and the squadron was the fact that they’d already been crushed. Captured and trapped. Forced to obey in hopes of living to see the next day. In Angora’s case, it’s simply all she’d known.

“Move it! Stop your stalling and get in there!”

Angora’s grip on Eli’s hand slips when she gets a firm boot the center of her back from the Legionarius who’d come up behind them. She stumbles forward, using her bow to catch herself before she could end up face first in the dirt. It took all she had not to shoot a glare over her shoulder. Thankfully, she’d had a lifetime worth of practice. Eli was quick to move to her side and address their superior for her.

“Of course, sir! We were just going.”

“You better be. Do not let me catch you hesitating again. For the Empire!”

Angora and Eli both gave him a “For the Empire!” full of forced enthusiasm that seemed to be convincing enough seeing as the Legionarius moved on. It’s only once he’s out of sight that Eli gives Angora a sympathetic pat on the shoulder and angles his head towards the battlefield. Angora nods, pulling an arrow from her quiver as they move forward.

Things become a blur and muted. Eli charges ahead to clear a path through the opposing side while Angora watches his back and picks off stragglers from a distance. He keeps the front safe while she keeps an eye on the rear. The rest of their squadron stayed in the middle. It wasn’t their first battle together but it was certainly the largest. Their moves are robotic and merciless. No care for the lives they were taking. If they didn’t strike first, it would be their bodies in the mud instead of the Eorzeans. They were doing fairly well...until they weren’t.

Their plan was still on track. They’d all managed to work their way towards the edge of the battle without rising too much suspicion. But the longer they fought, the harder it got to stay together. They were tiring as well. More attacks were getting past Eli as the Eorzeans pushed forward. An arrow here, a slash there. Had they been paying attention, maybe they would have noticed the group coming from the side. Maybe the plan would have worked.

Out of seemingly nowhere, a band of Eorzeans pushed in from both sides of the group. Angora was the first to spot it, but she was too late. Too far away for even Eli’s ears to hear her. There were too many explosions. Too much cannonfire and screaming. Angora’s scream was one of them. All she could do was watch in horror as their squadron was picked down and torn apart. Eli and Angora were split off in separate directions and Angora scrambled back just in time to get out of range of a flare that goes off in the center, knocking her to the ground.

“Eli!!” Angora screams, squinting to try and see through the flames as the spell fades. He had to be okay. He had to be. She narrowly dodges a swipe from a sword and wastes no time in shoving an arrow into the attacker’s throat. He looked as scared as she was. His face is forgotten the moment she shoves his body away. Angora fumbles to get to her feet, desperately scooping up her bow and whatever arrows she could find at her feet. It’s then when she sees that not only is the sky still on fire, now that very same fire was raining down onto the battlefield.

Meteors.

Why was this happening?! Wait- did the moon have cracks in it? For just a moment...the fighting stops.

It’s then that what looks to be a giant glowing pillar of some kind falls from Dalamud and collides into the Star, sending shockwaves of rock and dirt across a majority of Carteneau. Bodies and machines alike are also sent flying. Yet again it becomes so loud. It’s too much. It’s too overwhelming. One sound still manages to cut through, though. Angora’s ears turn toward the sound of a gunblade firing before she sees it. What she sees is a battered Eli way too far from her frantically fighting his way through a crowd of Eorzeans.

“Nonono...E-Eli! Don’t worry!” Angora shouts, climbing her way over destroyed magitek. “I’m on my wa-” She freezes. Eli had spotted her and their eyes met. The look he gave her made Angora’s heart sink into the pit of her stomach. Time slows. It was the same smile he always had...but full of so much sadness. He shoved a soldier to the ground before pointing to the mountain range behind her. He was...saying something. His mouth was moving but she couldn’t hear him over the roar of the battle happening around them.

“W-What?? I can’t-”

“Go! Get out of here! This is your chance!”

Angora’s breath catches in her throat. Eli’s voice just barely made it to her. Surely he hadn’t just suggested that she leave him behind. She couldn’t. Not him. Were those tears running down her face?

Angora hardly gets a chance to process it before a poorly aimed fire spell causes a blast nearby that sends her flying from off the magitek and back to the ground. Her ears are ringing and she can hardly see past the spots in her vision. Her first and only friend’s voice echoes in her mind.

“Go!”

She...she had to. There was no choice. He was right. This was the first and only chance at freedom that she would get. Twenty cycles of torment could finally be over.

“Damn it! Damn it all!”

Angora rolls onto her side, digging her fingers into the mud while forcing herself to stand. She does not look back. If she did, she wouldn’t leave. Her bow is quickly pulled over her shoulder before she takes off as fast as her legs could carry her. Eorzeans and Garleans alike are ignored as she bobs and weaves her way through the chaos. A blade catches her across the back, but she doesn’t stop. She only stumbles a few steps before blindly pushing forward.

I’m sorry, Eli. I’m so, so sorry. Please forgive me.

“Angora?”

Run. Run. Run. She was so close to the mountains. Beyond there was a forest where she could hide. She’d be safe. She had to be. If not for her own sake, then for the sake of Eli’s sacrifice.

“Hey, Angora~?”

Her lungs burn but she refuses to stop. Not until she is able to desperately dig her fingers into the stone and clamber her way over some of the large boulders at the base of the mountain. She spins around just in time to see one of those awful meteors coming right for her. The air becomes impossibly hot. It’s too late. It’s coming. It hurts-

“Angora!”

Angora startles, blinking a few times before looking up from her desk to squint at Eli. He was alive. It was by some miracle that they both were.

“Hellooo? Anyone home?” The viera leans forward to lightly knock on the top of Angora’s head right between the ears. Angora just tsks and swats his hand away.

“Oh hush, Rabbit.”

“Come onnnn! I’m hungry and you’ve been working all day! Let's go!” He about gets a book thrown at that smug face of his when he starts to shake her desk.

“Fine, fine. But you are paying this time.”

#ffxiv #ffxiv rp #ffxivwrite2021 #ic things #Angora #And with that FFXIVWrite is over RIP #This is a personal attack against Kudos for making me have feels right as I woke up today with their prompt

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dourpeep · 3 years

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So like, whose your favorite chars and ships and roles? *rolls all over your blog* I know you like albedo, as you should, but I feel like your big brain hides hidden potential of reasons

Ehe I have a lot to say and a lot of people to go through so...most will be under the cut. Like this is really just going to be me going on about what I like about a bunch of characters.

My works are a love letter to the characters nodnod y'know that quote--

Oh!! Okay okay uhhh here's a few of my faves and reasons:

Albedo:

There's a lot of similar interests-! Also being an alchemist/scientist is my dream.

His personality is very sweet and his interactions with others (like during the Golden Apple Archipelago) are hilarious and endearing. Like...the whole slipping away while Diluc and Kaeya were bickering? His little comment hinting that he had to yell at them while riding Dvalin due to the wind and their volume? Then every interaction with Klee (including his character trailer) are so wholesome uuuuu

Albedo, my beloved-

His outfit!! I want to get Albedo cosplay just for the jacket

Also his movements, attack wise, are very polished and clean-cut! It's pretty obvious that his style is similar to that of fencing, but then you also see that he often will condense his sword into pure geo or thrust it out in a burst of gold!! And his Q???? He snaps and then his burst just---bursts fourth out of the ground???

Man's skilled.

And then ehe...I just really am into the archetype of a smart, gentle, yet modest person and he fits that bill perfectly.

I can't wait to see more about him! We know such a small amount about him since his character story was intertwined w/ introducing Dragonspine and also more about him testing the Traveler--also we didn't get to play as him during it :<<

Xiao

He is a very gentle character who's been through so much and I admire his ambition and willingness and selflessness

I really like his attacks, too--the fluidity of his movements that ties in with his backstory and just his personality in general

I also want his outfit

There's just something about his character that is incredibly appealing--you see him at his worst with the Karmic Debt, the rawness of his personality due to his blunt way of speaking and the earnestness that he displays

Lots of quiet protection nodnod. You have to talk to one of the NPCs to find this out, but he helped a little girl get her doll back after it'd been taken by Hilichurls. He didn't have to do it because it's not something that people would consider important, but his duty extends beyond that. If he can help it, he will lend a hand

Also the interactions we have?? Like when he saves Traveler (the subtle shift of his grip on their hand, a little offer of stability) and then in Moonchase now?? *chef's kiss*

Xinyan

I LOVE HER

First off, she's a rockstar who's taken something and made it entirely her own?? Her guitar is of her own design too!! It's made to work with her pyro vision!!! Like how cool is that????

Her personality is strong, down to earth--ugh man she's so cool

I want to be friends with her so bad

She's absolutely strong-I personally built her as a phys dps so her shield doesn't really do much but man does she carry. If none of the boys can handle the job, I swap her in and she sweeps the field clean. Those mobs never stood a chance nodnod

Her aesthetic!! I also want her outfit. I want everyone's outfit.

While her en voice got a lot of questions/hate, I love it. I can't help but feel pumped up and ready when I use her skill and burst and she shouts out "Time to rock!!"

Her dedication to her music and unyielding determination to get her name out there is incredible, I can't help but admire her passion for music.

I just really love music, even if I'm trained more for classical + operatic ehe rock's actually my favorite genre so it's all the more better!

Xingqiu

Ah! The first time I saw him I immediately decided that I'd adopt him on the spot nodnod kinda like having a kid brother, y'know?? I think we'd get along well

Also the fact that he's a bookworm??? Again, I gravitate towards people who are considered smart--no matter what it's about! You could be incredibly knowledgeable about snails and only that and I will listen to you go on and on

He's a prankster! Poor Chongyun, being the butt of most of his jokes and all.

But like his character is really cute and I had a lot of fun listening to all his voicelines--there's a lot of funny stuff going on with him like his dislike for carrots, his handwriting-- but then he's also dedicated to his martial arts and helping others no matter the task! Very chivalrous indeed nodnod

A few of my other favorites are: Beidou, Kazuha, Scaramouche (it's a love hate)

Moving onnnn!!

I'll do roles first :DD

My favorite to play, hands down, are full on DPS and Support/DPS. Xiao, Kazuha, Albedo, Xinyan, Kaeya-- there's a lot but these are the peeps that I have, am currently, or would main.

I started off as a hybrid Kaeya main (some phys, some elemental), then Xiao's been my main DPS since!

Kazuha is incredible in tandem w/ Xiao because of his cc as well as his em buffs nodnod. Also Kazuha is just really fun to play in general.

Ngl, I think that getting and playing Xiao basically ruined all other characters for me because you can pry his attacks and burst plunging (very fun) out of my cold, dead hands (/j). The quickness of his attacks and playstyle--lots of poking w/ spear and then dodge + attack at the same time with his skill. 10/10 very fun, absolutely love.

As for support/DPS, this is more fun to do in co-op ehe. I usually end up playing Kazuha, Raiden (her skill gives all party members that passive extra electro dmg whenever you land a hit) or another elemental-based character--

That being said, elemental damage, when paired up to procc reactions is ugh sooo good.

Ships!!

I saved this for last because I know it's not everyone's cup of tea ehe. After all, I'm an x Reader blog!

But that being said--

I like the idea of XiaoVen, but I prefer KazuXiao because I feel like they'd work better together--this kinda goes over why. There'd be a lot of respect between the two.

Though, XiaoVen is really cute because they have complimenting personalities nodnod. Also froggie hat. And the idea of Venti being the one to play the flute that helped Xiao.

BeigGuang!!! Their dynamic is hilarious--not to mention that they do get along well but just so happen to butt heads often because their views are so wildly different-

YanTao! I feel that they'd be really cute together! Also Yanfei would probably make sure that Hu Tao stays out of trouble ehe...

XingYun! Very cute and wholesome--platonic or romantic, either way. The fact that they have matching friendship tassels?? Xingqiu seeking Chongyun out to read to him? OTL

I don't have any NOTPs, at least among the popular ships but I do get a little icky about AlbeRose because of some...unsavory experiences due to someone who overstepped. So ehe. We'll not talk about that.

But like Sucrose is really cute! I love her character and she's very sweet and the excitement that she shows with her research is something I relate to heavily! It's just--ahh the ship itself was ruined for me.

#anon asks #lavendartwine #I could've talked more about things ehe but it was starting to get long-#about me

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hydrangeahug · 3 years

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Solodeus Week Day 2!

Road Trip | Cooking

Ao3

Note: it's only day two and I'm already going insane </3 fun

"Let's go on a road trip!" He said. "It'll be fun!" He said. But they have been spending exactly 3 hours in the kitchen and not a single one on the road, all because Solomon decided that they would need something to eat for the trip.

Asmodeus was leaning against Purgatory Hall's kitchen counter while Solomon was cooking something that even god would refuse to lay his eyes on if he was held hostage. "Solomonnn… let's just get something from a restaurant when we find one… we could've been on our way for three HOURS now!!" Asmodeus said, while looking at the abomination that Solomon considered 'fine cuisine'.

"Yes but nothing tastes as good as homemade food, does it?" That would be true if it wasn't for the fact that they were talking about Solomon's cooking. If Asmo would have to put even just a small bite of whatever that weird purple…thing… that Solomon was preparing then he would not survive to see the beach that Solomon had promised him alive…

Asmo was tired, and they hadn't even spent a single second on the road yet… "What's the fun in a road trip if you don't even try anything that the places you're driving through have to offer?? Come onnnn, I want to sunbathe on that beach you promised me..."

Solomon turned around to give Asmo a quick forehead kiss. "I'll just put everything into some tupperware and then we can leave, okay? Just a few more minutes and we can go, and if you help me I promise I'll give you a massage tonight, deal?" Oh how Asmodeus hated the way that Solomon knew exactly what to do and say to make him do nearly anything… "If you pay for my next spa day on top of that it's a deal."

"Alright, alright, deal."

And after a few more minutes - that definitely felt more like hours- in the kitchen and another 30 minute check on their luggage, they were now finally in their car.

"So the plan is: we go from here…" Solomon pointed to their current location, which was Purgatory Hall, and slowly moved his finger to their first stop. "...to the Devildom Planetarium, it also has a shopping district that we can go to before they open, if you'd like."

The Devildom Planetarium was at the moment talked about everywhere, they had rebuilt a few weeks ago and today was their opening ceremony. They had a human world, a celestial realm and a devildom section. It wasn't the traditional planetarium that people knew, but a planetarium where you can look at the stars of each world and also simulate what it would look like if different planets, stars, or meteorites crashed into each other. They also had a star related restaurant inside that everyone in the Devildom has been talking about. Asmodeus wanted to get there specifically for the star themed food, while Solomon was more curious about the stars and the simulations.

"Oh of course I'd like that! We could go to this hotel afterwards, right? It will take some time before we arrive at the next location, so a break in between would be important." Asmodeus put his finger on the location of the hotel to show Solomon the rough location of where it was. It wasn't very far from the Planetarium so they wouldn't have to drive very long. The Planetarium opened quite late and they would probably spend a while inside so it was good to make sure they wouldn't need to drive for long until they can rest.

"Hmm, good idea. And then we drive for around 12 more hours until we get to the beach. We could take a few breaks in between to check out stores or other interesting places too. Then maybe get to a nice restaurant and hotel for the night and then the next few days are spent at the beach. Sounds good?" Solomon showed the way they had to drive to get there once more before putting down the map and taking Asmo's hand.

"Sounds great!"

It didn't take too long until they arrived at the Planetarium, it was still too early for the opening ceremony though, so they decided to look at a few stores before going back.

There were a few clothing stores, an antique store that Solomon wanted to visit and a restaurant. They had food packed but not only did Asmo not want to smell whatever it was that Solomon made ever again, it also would get him sick, which is the worst thing to happen on a road trip and not something Asmo was looking forward to. "Hey we haven't eaten anything yet, want to go to that restaurant over there?"

"Sure, I've been getting quite hungry anyway. But would you mind going in alone and getting something for both of us? I'll join you as quickly as I can."

Asmo was confused, did he forget something in the car? "Of course but… is everything okay? Did you forget something in the car?"

"Something of the sorts. I just need a few minutes, I promise." Solomon gave Asmo a quick kiss before walking back. Maybe he forgot his wallet? He knew that Asmo could pay too… there was no reason for him to rush back like that. But Asmo decided to ask him about it once he's back and made his way towards the restaurant.

The smell inside the restaurant was amazing, a refreshing change from their morning "cooking". Asmo was brought to a table at one of their windows. The view from his table wasn't towards the street, but towards a small river. It was very pretty, it even had a seating area, maybe they could take a break there after going to the Planetarium? Ah… but maybe it would be too dark then… a pity.

A few minutes went by, a waiter had already brought the menu and a drink for Asmo, yet Solomon was nowhere to be seen. Asmodeus looked towards the door each time he heard it open but the smile on his face dropped the moment that he realised that it once again, wasn't Solomon.

Asmo watched the river outside while he was uncomfortably waiting for Solomon to get back, the fear that he just left slowly creeping into Asmo's mind.

Footsteps made their way towards his seat but Asmodeus just assumed it to be a waiter or a new guest making their way past, until a hand gently held Asmo's eyes closed with a quiet "boo" sound gracing his neck. "I'm sorry that it took me so long, I promise I'll make up for it later." and then a gentle kiss was given to his neck by the same man who had let him wait for way too long for Asmodeus' patience.

"What took you so long…? I was about to go search for you, you know…" Asmodeus said while bringing his eyes towards Solomon who was now sitting on the other side of the desk with his eyes searching for what Asmo assumed to be a waiter.

"I saw an ingredient that I needed urgently for a potion. But… as it turns out, the 'ingredient' just ended up being a fake plant." Adorable, Asmo thought. Solomon was a good liar usually but right now the slight red decorating the tip of his ears gave him away beautifully. He was curious as to why Solomon was lying but he didn't mean to pry, hoping that Solomon would tell him on his own eventually.

The rest of the day went by well, the Planetarium was more beautiful than either of them expected and it was more than worth the drive there to be one of the first people to get inside after the renovations. Solomon and Asmo made their way to the restaurant that they were at earlier but instead of going in together, Solomon had asked Asmodeus to wait outside.

It was odd. Solomon kept quite a lot of secrets from everyone and Asmodeus was usually fine with it, but today he was acting weird. Asmodeus didn't like it but before he could dwell on it more, a waiter had already held the door open for him.

"Please come in, we apologise for having you wait, I will now lead you to your table if that would be alright."

And so they went inside, but the moment Asmodeus had set foot inside he felt something being off. There was no one in the restaurant. Was it almost closed? Did they spend too long in the Planetarium? Where was Solomon?

Then Asmodeus looked outside, beautiful fireflies flying around the area that he had previously found so pretty, and in between those fireflies stood a desk that was quite nicely decorated with Solomon standing right in front of it.

Oh what did the wizard plan this time, Asmo thought while making his way towards the table outside.

"So, is this a good apology for making you wait so long today?" Solomon said while making his way towards Asmodeus, who was now standing below the night sky full of fireflies.

"Solomon, what…?" But his lips were already caught in a gentle kiss before Asmodeus had any chance of finding the words that had now fully disappeared from his mind.

"Close your eyes for a moment, please." Solomon quietly said against Asmo's lips and he had no will to refuse Solomon when he was looking at him with so much adoration, so he closed them.

Asmo could hear a box being opened and he was about to open his eyes when he suddenly felt cold metal against his delicate neck. He could feel Solomon fidget with the cold chain until he seemed to have finished. Solomon walked back and gave a quick kiss to the tip of Asmo's nose before telling him to open his eyes.

Asmodeus did so and immediately reached for what was hanging around his neck. It was a necklace and a quite pretty one at that. It looked expensive, Asmo wondered how he got it without him noticing and that's when it hit him. So that was why he was so late!

"Do you like it?" Solomon said while taking Asmo's hands into his. "I saw it in a window when we arrived and it reminded me of you. I was worried it would be sold if I had left it there until we were back from the Planetarium."

"Sol… thank you, I love it." And this time it was Asmodeus initiating a kiss, oh how much he loved Solomon. Asmo knew he had to somehow repay him for this beautiful gift during their trip, but for now, all he was able to concentrate on was the man who was shining so brightly under the fireflies' pretty glow.

#solodeusweek2021 #obey me #obey me solomon #obey me asmodeus #asmodeus obey me #solomon obey me #solodeus #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me: one master to rule them all #obey me: shall we date #obey me:swd

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 3 years

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For the Christmas prompts can I get 38 or 39 for a Syobai X Reader, 65 for a Yuri X Reader, 21 for a Teruya X Reader and/or a 7 for A Nikei X Reader? That was long gommenasai

Oh it's alright! These are good choices 👀👈

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38) "You're under the mistletoe so stop stalling and just kiss."

“Huh, weird...this wasn’t here a minute ago.”

“What?”

“It never hurts to look up every once in a while.” Shobai pointed his cigarette upwards, and you followed it to see mistletoe hanging just above you two.

“...oh...uh..y-yeah that’s awful funny, huh?” You smiled awkwardly.

“Isn’t there a tradition to this or something?”

“A-Ah no..I don’t know what you mean.” Even though there was no clear way out of this situation, you were hoping somebody nearby would notice the awkwardness and come rescue either you or him.

Then again..maybe just one quick kiss wouldn’t be so--

‘N-No! What am I thinking?!’ You mentally scolded yourself, only to hear a huff of irritation from Shobai.

“Jeez, don’t overthink it. You’re under the mistletoe so stop stalling and just kiss-” But he was surprised by the sudden kiss from you.

It was just a mere peck, already done before he could blink, though it couldn’t erase the fact that you just kissed the Ultimate Trafficker. “D-Done..I’ll be...chugging eggnog if you need me.”

You quickly dashed off to the food table, internally dying of embarrassment.

He was still trying to process what the hell happened but he had to admit...you had guts making the first move like that.

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65) "No, we're not getting a puppy for Christmas. Stop. Asking."

“My dearest..I feel bad for saying this but-”

“Yuri come onnnn, surely we got the money for-”

“No, we’re not getting a puppy for Christmas. Stop. Asking.” Huffing, the spaceman shook his head as he continued wrapping the presents, feeling a bit guilty for saying no. “I’m sorry but it would be too much responsibility. At least for right now.”

“So...you’re saying we can get one at some point in this relationship?” You beamed with hope.

“Maybe, if it makes you happy. But..my only concern is...” However he trailed off, mumbling something you couldn’t quite hear over the sound of tearing wrapping paper. You tilted your head slightly. “What was that last part?”

“...n-nothing.”

“You sure about that, sweetheart?”

“.......”

“My beloved comet?”

“........”

“...you think I’m gonna pay more attention to the dog, don’t you?”

Yuri’s defeated sigh was a clear answer. But you just laughed and kissed the top of his head. “C’mon, don’t tell me you’re gonna get jealous of pets now, too. Trust me..no animal in the world could ever replace you.”

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21) "How did you manage to get tangled up in tinsel?"

“A-AH!! [Y/N]!! I-I need help!!”

“Oh jeez what crashed this time?” After recounting the Christmas trees, you quickly made your way to the next room with your list, wondering what disaster took place.

You decided to help Teruya take inventory on the decorations for the Kisaragi Foundation’s holiday party tomorrow. Of course you weren’t expecting any payment--you were just a friend helping a friend.

Although you expected to walk in on some freak accident, what you saw instead was...quite amusing: the former ultimate merchant’s body was ensnared in tinsel of all colors.

“Jeez..how did you manage to get tangled up in tinsel?” You shook your head in amusement, before looking up to see a knocked-over crate, deducing that the garland ended up spilling down onto him. Poor guy.

“Beats me..” Teruya mumbled, struggling to unwrap the tinsel from his leg. “I wanted your help to avoid accidents like these..but...guess luck isn’t on my side, huh?”

“Nope. But hey, I guess I should check off one more Christmas tree.” With a chuckle, you held up your list jokingly. “We just need to find you some lights.”

“H-Hey! That ain’t funny..I could’ve died!” He stammered in embarrassment.

“You’ll live.” Despite your attempts to take a sneaky picture with your phone, the click was audible enough for him to notice, his blush worsening by the second. “Oops..well..a little bit of blackmail material never hurts, right?”

“D-Delete that a-an’ help get this offa me, ya heathen!!!”

“Alright, alright, you big baby. Just hold still.”

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7) "You invited over HOW many people to the holiday party?"

“Wait. You invited over HOW many people to the holiday party?!!” Nikei did a spit-take before spinning around to face you, mortified at what you told him merely five seconds ago.

“Oh uh, not a lot of people...just the entire class.” You chuckled as you set down your e-handbook, glancing at the message you sent to the chatroom you created. “Any second now this chat should be lighting up!”

As if on cue, you heard several blips from your tablet. Sure enough nearly everyone wanted to attend the Christmas party, some even deciding what they’ll bring.

The only one who hasn’t said anything so far was the journalist himself, who frowned as he stared at the messages. “Do we have to invite Mikado?” He grumbled.

‘Oh..he’s only worried about him?’

“Nah don’t worry, I added everyone to the chatroom except him.” You reassured, patting his arm. “He and Monocrow won’t have a clue. But even if they did find out...I still wouldn’t invite him.”

“Thank god..” He breathed a sigh of relief. “Without him I can finally get a proper story on a Hope’s Peak Christmas party!”

“That’s the spirit.” You chuckled.

#clanask #anonymous #sdra2 x reader #shobai hashimoto #shobai hashimoto x reader #yuri kagarin #yuri kagarin x reader #teruya otori #teruya otori x reader #nikei yomiuri #nikei yomiuri x reader #christmas #winter/christmas prompt

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missmorosis · 3 years

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HIIII HOW ARE U<33333❤️❤️ I just came across your blog and saw that Valentine's event so why not :) the fandom I will like to request is haikyuu. my pronouns are she/her and I would like to be paid with a male. I'm a ESTJ and my love language is physical or acts of service, it's really difficult or uncomfortable say the words 'I love you' for me but I want the others to know that I love them so :) I really don't look something in particular in a partner but if I have to say something is them keeping up with my 24/7 sarcasm and my loud and bubbly energy. idk what to say about my personality because I have so much mood swings but in loud, very loud, also kinda happy all the time, people often tells me it's good to have me around, and that makes me feel so cared about. I don't have any hobbies but I really like to study and make the notes look cute, BAKE, I LOVE TO BAKE AND IM GOOD BAKING also I sometimes play the piano. for the three things I do in the daily, first, I nap. at least one nap a day because I can't live without my daily nap. second, I need to hear some Britney or Bruno Mars in the morning, and last a shower before going to sleep, with out that shower I feel incomplete.

thank you so much for taking your time to do this event, I don't talk English so I'm sorry I wrote or spelled something wrong! and I wanna ask you about ATLA, is like very very good? I remember when I was at my grandparents house I watched before I go to sleep but now I don't remember the arcs and shit so I'm thinking about watching it again!

I hope you have a very good day/night! 🥺❤️

omg HEY BAEE!!

ooh okay okay personally i really enjoyed ATLA!! its not super dark or anything its a kids show after all BUT AT THE SAME TIME! ITS JUST SO GOOD?? CHARACTERS OH MY GOSH THE CHARACTERS!! SOKKA AND SUKI AND KATARA AND AANG AND ZUKO AND UNCLE IROH AND UGHSHDHDJ- I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THAT I FEEL THE NEED TO WRITE FOR THEM HABDBFJF- i GUARANTEE you will fall in love with at least one of them HAHHHFH- CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IS SO STRONG AND THIS SHOW REALLY SUPPORTS STRONG WOMEN AND WE LOVE THAT!! THE ATLA GIRLS ARE ALL SO AHHHHHHDHHEHR- the plot's super well thought out; the entire show's pretty fun, but there's scenes where it makes you SOB AND I LOVE IT

SORRY THAT WAS A MINI RANT- my energetic side is SHOWING- MOVING ONNNN

TSUKISHIMA!

AHH NO NOT JUST BC OF YOUR URL JDHDHD- he can totally keep up with your sarcasm babe, he's the king of sarcasm 😌 HE ALSO NEEDS SOMEONE LIKE YOU IN HIS LIFEEE

how he asked you out

-> You loved baking, and Tsukishima knew that. So, he showed up to your front door unexpectedly, with a recipe in his hand.

“Kei? What are you doing here?”

“You like to bake, right?” You nodded, and he smiled. “Then let’s make this.” He pointed to the picture of a cake on the recipe, and from the looks of it, it was worth an attempt.

“All right then,” you said, rolling up your sleeves with a smile. You gathered up the ingredients, and began to bake. Tsukki stood around, trying to help out whenever he could, but you knew you were the true expert here. You whizzed through all of the steps with ease, and you were finished in no time.

“Alright, we’re all finished! We just have decorating left,” you told him when you grabbed the completed cake out of the oven.

“At least let me decorate it,” he said, and you laughed.

“Fine.” You handed him the icing, trusting him with the job of decorating, and washed your hands. You came back to see a sly smile on Tsukishima’s face, and the words “will you go out with me” on the top of the cake.

“Kei, you-” You took a breath. “Yes, I would love to!”

how you spent the day together

-> Just your luck. You had a test the day after Valentine’s Day, meaning that you were stuck inside, not able to do anything fun. Instead, you had to study for hours at a time.

A good thing was that Tsukishima was also in your class, meaning the two of you could study together. You pulled out your beautifully handwritten notes, and compared to Tsukki’s fast, detailed ones, there was a clear difference. Together, you quizzed each other, practiced some quick facts, and helped each other prepare.

“Wait here,” he said, hours later. You were exhausted from all of the mental strain studying was giving you, and you took a deep breath as he got up. You plopped onto your bed and sighed.

You really hoped you aced this quiz, and this study date better be worth it, you told yourself.

You heard Tsukki walk back in, so you got back up, gasping when you realized he was holding something in his hands.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he said, holding a pretty, pink cake.

“Oh, Kei,” you said, giving him a kiss.

#morosis's valentine's day event 💖#ohm can you tell im so done with this event #IM SO SORRYSKLDJF #morosis matchups #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei #haikyuu fluff

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