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azumasoroshi · 1 year

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minidura chapter 1 react

hey guys started reading minidura i think im in love

just imagining izaya going like "yahoo!! X3" man. i know mikado is the real protagonist and not being able to see through izaya's eyes adds to his charm and intrigue but like mannn itd be so fun to just watch him fuck shit up like in that one episode. he must be hilarious to people watch with

god they're so fucking cute i love this chibi style

IT'S HIMMM IT'S MY BABYGIRL

"he's the one who most fails to live up to his name"? is that like a kanji name joke goddammit

i really shouldnt just like. post the entire pages but it's such a pain to keep taking screenshots :sob: you guys have no idea the pain my wrists were in after that drr ten react

haha dramatic irony but i just realized i have no idea what exactly izaya takes responsibility for and what stuff he blames on human nature/self-interest/naïvite and now i have to find out ugh

durarara illustrators draw simon normally challenge :sob: im so sorry they do this to you king if i ever get around to drawing you ill do you justice

also tiny shizuo <3333

obsessed with walker's cat face he and erika are so platonic(?) soulmates besties cringefail weeb team rocket ass duo

i was 100% ready for erika to start grilling mikado on his supposed raging homosexual unrequited love(?) 300k slow burn romance but oh well. it happened in my head so it must be canon

i dont care enough about the raira trio to ship mikakida or whatever their ship name is (isnt the celty head girl named mika too. oops) but i do think it's funny that their ship name could be kidado because that sounds like cuidado. watch out

ok i know they're trying to make him look cool but he does not look cool in the chibi art style lmfAOo

itd be really funny if they switched the styles to the normal manga style during serious moments like i think the bsd wan manga/anime did lmfao

LMFAO??? i like how we only see the top of izaya's head pff-

celty my bbygirl i love your shadow puppets dont listen to them

yk what it's actually a crime this didnt happen in canon

AND HERE HE ISSS!!!!! cringefail pathetic loser my beloved

god i hope he narrates the entire minidura (he probably wont)

ok he's really cute though....catboy irl fr

CAUGHT MID MONOLOGUE

cant believe they're both on a rooftop together whoa prime spot for confessions amirite (<- delusional)

im posting the tiny floored izaya on his own later because that's adorable. he's so cute when he's half dead

itd be really funny if all the events from minidura were all in izaya's concussed ass head from this moment as explanation for being noncanon

the "doctors hate him" meme but it's convenience store workers and shizuo heiwajima

actually construction workers probably hate shizuo too. and urban planners and anything that has to do with city work and also doctors because shizuo evades their healthcare insurance because he doesnt need it (i looked up japan's healthcare costs for this joke and concluded that i dont have enough time to pit the sources that say it's expensive and the sources that say it's reasonable against each other) and also vending machine companies

the "doctors hate him" meme but it's all of ikebukuro and shizuo (and also izaya)

i love how izaya just. stops bleeding. his platelets working mad crazy

(it's pretty easy to find translations online but here's the site im reading on anyway)

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cozymochi · 2 months

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🌻🌻🌻 give us your Words

THREE CRAZY FLOWERS!??? Lets goooo

🌻- A FEW DAYS AGO me and my roommate rewatched all of avatar the last airbender. I mean, we tried to years ago but we stopped because… Ok this might sound ridiculous but we stopped 5 episodes in cuz it was too good, and we needed hardcore stupid for a while. BUT WE WENT BACK IN and wrapped it up in a few days and it’s still ballin’ as ever. I don’t have much to say beyond that.

🌻- YESTERDAY, I got a Shadow the Hedgehog plushie at a comic store because. Anyway, threw on Sonic X (subbed for a change wooo) a few hours later smack in the middle of season 3 to get some Shadow vibes in cuz he is the original scrunkly. …OKAY im actually done talking about him, If I get started on my sonic bs I never stop BUT

It’s absolutely bonkers to me how Sonic X just like…has virtually no music score????? It’s been a minute since I’ve seen Season 1-2 subbed, but Season 3 has barely any compositions at all. And everything is so….slow? You know how anime used to just…stick to one shot or draw something out for a reaaally long time? That’s pretty much every episode. I chalk that up to the mid animation (it’s crazy that this will be the same studio that would eventually handle 2019 Fruits Basket). As much as I do dislike how loud and tonally deaf the 4Kids score is, I did miss the character leitmotifs a bit. I can only imagine what a combo would’ve been like with proper atmosphere. Every now and then I’d HOPE the music would pop off but there’d be whole ass action sequences and score is just a constant low, droning wubwubwubwubwub noise. Once in a blue moon an Adventure 1 event song might play BUT OTHER THAN THAT ITS DEAD SILENCE or wubwubwubwubwub. ITs Just so baffling to me considering how peak the music in the games are, you’d think that’d be utilized in it’s anime. Tho Live and Learn playing at the end of the Project Shadow arc??? Bruh. Cinema.

…Anyway all that said, the Metarex arc is still pretty peak. And I really think Sonic X would’ve benefitted hard from today’s animation standard, cuz it srsly NEEDS that sense of speed to convey the insane stuff more 😩. Though Sonic X as it was would never be made today in the “let’s be safe and squeaky bclean for the brand” landscape. Not enough hurr hurr chili dog 👹 SEE LOOK IM GOING OFF FOREVER THIS IS WHY I CANT GET ON MY BS—-

🌻- If the “talking about watching every disney film” thing ever comes out, I’m dodging copyright by re-drawing the shots we talk about or make new jokes. “But you could just use screenshots” ermmmmmmmm maybe. But what’s MORE extra than trying to go by memory AND try and show off on a thing 80% of people would only strictly listen to? ;) ….Besides, it’d be different I think. Sorta. I’d hope. It’s still in the early stages.

What if I’m not funny whaT if

#cozy ask #never let me talk about sonic it will never end

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tianhai03 · 2 years

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hey everyone. im not here to post art right now, i just have something on my mind that i kinda wanna ramble about, which i’ll put under a read more below bc its really long lol. i know this is kinda sudden but i promise its nothing serious. stick around if you’re somehow interested in listening to my ramblings, if not then thank you for reading this anyway, and thanks for all your continuous support :)

i cant remember the reason why anymore, but a couple minutes ago i felt like going through all the blogs ive followed on here. i only follow like 276 blogs if i remember correctly, it’s not much considering how i’ve been here since 2015. i probably felt like looking through it because i was reminded of an artist i follow here and i wanted to see if they’ve updated anything, i have no clue lol.

anyways i looked through the list, and i found a lot of artists ive followed since my early days in 2015, when i first started posting art. some i still remember fondly, some i have vague memories of, and others... i just dont recognize anymore. the only thing im sure of is that they were all artists i looked up to very much, artists who have also definitely motivated me to keep drawing just so i can be as good as them someday. im confident enough to say that ive gotten close to a lot of their levels already, and i am now very comfortable with drawing in a style that is uniquely my own. i have all these artists to thank for that.

but... another thing ive also realized is, most of them arent posting anymore. some have already stopped before i myself stopped tumblr briefly in around 2019, but a lot of them stopped at that exact same year. it makes me kinda sad, i remember looking forward to these artists’ drawings often, but a lot of them just kinda dipped out of existence 3 years ago, without other social medias that i can check to make sure theyre still around. it made me think about how hellish every year has been starting from 2019, it mightve only been 3 years but it sure felt like its been a decade. all i can do right now is hope that they’re still okay, somewhere in the world, still safe and still doing whatever they love.

and on the same note, i hope every single person who is still following me, who still constantly come up to this crumbling website, maybe even look forward to me posting my art; i hope you guys are doing well too. i know there are a lot of people who were from my old 2018 dmc days (since i came back to the fandom just half a year ago and a lot of people started checking up on me again), some of you guys were probably even from my earliest 2016 undertale days; whether you followed me 6 years ago or just today, i want to thank you guys, from the bottom of my heart, for always giving me kind support on the things i do. i am not joking when i said i wont be here right now if it werent for you guys. thank you so, so much.

#guess i just felt like getting sappy today.#im sorry if this makes anyone anxious; i promise i am totally okay and nothing bad is happening to me #it's just... sometimes you look back on your life to remember the things you've done that led to the life you have today #ive been doing that a lot lately. and i just wanted to talk about what ive thought about #i actually feel a lot better thinking about things like this. it reminds me of the reason why i started drawing in the first place #with how things have been lately especially with my own uni life; it gets so frustrating its very easy to forget why i liked drawing so much #but im not gonna forget about it now; even if i stop drawing someday i'll forever hold on to these memories #i probably sound like a broken record now but; genuinely; thanks for everything i really do appreciate it #allyrambles #long post #if youve read till here #through this long ass post ive been writing for over 30 minutes now #do me a favour and talk to a long time friend you have that you havent talked to in a while #yknow the ones. you were super close but then you just slowly stopped talking to each other? even though nothing bad happened?#do me a favour and just shoot them a message. a short one will do #even a little 'hey we havent talked in a while; just wanted to check up on you and make sure youre still okay' is enough #times are tough right now. it has been for the past 2 years for everyone #if you can do it; im sure it will brighten someone's day up; to know that theres someone out there who still cares #someone will appreciate the kindness #im gonna go now. this post has gotten way longer than i expected and its almost time for bed #i hope everyone has a decent day :) thanks again for reading #hopefully i dont regret this someday lol

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holywaterforevery3ne · 1 year

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Hey hey! I heard match ups are open you know what that means :) [okay but seriously don’t feel forced to do this if you dont wanna!]

I go by Nanako, pronouns are she/her and im a straight girl. Sooooo.. i’ve got curly black hair that’s like halfway down my back, a square fringe over my forehead and faded freckles scattered pretty much all over my nose and cheeks. I’m 5ft and im often mistaken as a 12 y o (i’m not). My cheeks are usually reddish. I like wearing off-shoulder tops, shorts + skirts. Sometimes(rarely) i’ll wear stockings.. like if it gets cold. Oh and i like boots. But mostly i like shorts or skirts cause my legs get wayyy too itchy and uncomfortable if i wear pants/leggings or anything else. My mbti is intj and im usually pretty quiet and observant + easily flustered but despite that i like to jokingly flirt with ppl (if they’re okay with it) and im very affectionate :> still, i’m more introverted and it’s super easy for me to get anxious to the point of feeling faint when im in crowded places. when im in my comfort zone im usually very jumpy (adhd go brrrr) and chatty. my mind’s constantly wandering and i can skip from topic to topic- it gets annoying so i usually warn ppl to tell me to stop if i start doing it and they feel bothered. I get distracted by everything. Still somewhat manage to be analytical tho? according to @m5dearbri i kin mitsuri but im not sure, of course and i cant be 100% mitsuri. Unfortunately i get jealous easily but i make sure to never show it

I write in my spare time and draw! But i also practice flower arrangements and im an avid reader.

I’ve got like a huge sweet tooth and will devour any pastry but i have a soft spot for green tea mochi…. I likeeeeeee ppl who dont ignore me cause im usually overlooked for being the youngest in my family and who actually take me seriously + scary stories. So my dislikes.. bugs and people who hurt others on purpose.

Hehe i’ll shut up now and let you be in peace :) love ya!

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Your match up is..

Tanjiro Kamado!!

Note : I apologize if it's short..

🌊 ; Tanjiro the person that everyone falls for

🌊 ; The Kamado Tanjiro who falls for you ♡

🌊 ; When tanjiro first met you he was easily calmed by your presence, you seemed to be quite a lovely person and because of that he decided to talk to you!

🌊 ; he was a bit worried when he introduced nezuko to you, thinking you'd be frightened..

🌊 ; But you guys enjoyed eachother's company!!

🌊 ; but enough of nezuko.

🌊 ; when he found out you were great at drawing boy was amazed 💖

🌊 ; he kinda shyly asked if you could draw him

🌊 ; he drew you as a thank you😍

🌊 ; just dont ask him to draw anyone who isnt you or nezuko.

🌊 ; it would look hideous

🌊 ; you kinda remind him of mitsuri in a way honestly

🌊 ; If you told him you have adhd he'd be confused. When you explain to him he'll care for you more! ( does that make sense? ) asking if you're comfortable whenever in crowds, when you look like You're about to faint he carefully drags you out of the crowd and asks if you need anything

🌊 ; he loves you sm<33

🌊 ; always complimenting your art!

🌊 ; he doesn't mind the fact you're talkative around him he just sits and listens to whatever you have to say!

🌊 ; HES ALWAYS HUGGING YOU I PROMISE but if you get uncomfortable he'll stop just ask him

🌊 ; whenever he comes back from missions he either has a handful of flowers or sweets he bought for you

🌊 ; cooks you anything you want literally just ask him he doesn't want you to cook since he's afraid you might get hurt

🌊 ; if you flirt with him as a joke his face would turn as red as his hair

🌊 ; before you guys started dating he kept talking to nezuko asleep telling her "she's really pretty"

🌊 ; whenever he looks at you and nezuko talking to each other his smile widens

🌊 ; oh you dislike bugs? He'd keep a 5 meter distance from you and the bugs

🌊 ; overall 10/10 s/o :)

#tanjiro x reader #match ups open #kny x reader

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jarofmag1c · 2 years

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Wait, you say you got a lot of I-no and Happy Chaos headcanons? (takes a seat across from you) May I please hear them? 😳👉👈 I adore their canon relationship so much they are the best world-ending friends ever

Oh ABSOLUTELY! I would love to share some!

I picture their off-screen dynamic with Happy Chaos as the over-enthusiastic, extroverted goofball who doesnt think there's such a thing as "crossing the line", and i-no as his straight-man, "i cant believe i have to put up with this guy but touch him and ill fucking kill you" best friend.

One of my first super specific headcanons (and still my favorite headcanon, which I've been trying to draw for ages but haven't had time) with HC and I-No is that Chaos is a HUGE Ska fan, and he plays catch 22 songs in the car with her. At first, she's like "really? *this* is what you like listening to?" But as they spend more time together, they start singing them together on their road trips (which i-no starts to favor over teleportation, after a while.) They both love Keasbey Nights, and that's canon.

Another one I like a lot is that Chaos has played dress up in i-no's closet, which she's walked in on numerous times. At first, she was surprised and kind of annoyed (mostly because she thought he'd stretch out her tops) but now she's so used to it that she hides her favorite clothes from him and lets him go nuts with things she doesn't care all that much about. She's given up on trying to stop him, she knows she can't, and she's accepted it.

In a completely non-canon, non-existent version of strive's post game that I've never put to paper, I picture them assuming some sort of roommates-ish living arrangement, and in that arrangement, they're always playing (relatively harmless) jokes on each other. I-no's got nerf gun replicas of chaos' guns, chaos puts glitter in i-no's shampoo, stuff like that. As with any other headcanon I have with them, i-no hates this at first but gets used to it and eventually even starts to enjoy their little back and forth (though she'll never admit it out loud.)

I have more, and I should really get around to writing them down at some point, but I really love the frienemies dynamic for them, and I hope you liked these! Thanks for asking, I get to talk about headcanons even less than I get to talk about canon with my irl guilty gear circle, so it's great to have had an excuse to talk about them!

#guilty gear #guilty gear strive #ggst #headcanons #i-no #happy chaos #asks #asks are open!#eulogysinger

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nachodroppedfood · 2 years

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THICKETY MUTUAL I WANT TO ASK ALL OF THEM!!! BUT ONLY ANSWER THE ONES YOU WANT TO

OMGGG YAYH ANYTHING FOR YOU THICKETY MUTUAL NUMBER 1

what are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are? SAMB FORUM, HAMILTON AMINO (UNFORTUNATE), AND THAT ONE DBH SERVER FROM LATE 2020

show us a picture of your handwriting?

3 films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of? JUMANJI 2, WONDER EGG PRIORITY, THE PROMISED NEVERLAND

what’s an inside joke you have with your family or friends? MYY THICKETY MUTUALS ARE CALLED THICKETY MUTUAL 1,2,3,4 BECAUSE I MEETED THEM IN THE THICKETY TAG AND THERE ARE 4 OF THEM. THE SQUINKYS

what made you start your blog? PEER PRESSURED BY MY FRIENDS AT THE TIME TO START ONE

what’s the best and worst part of being online/a creator? THE BEEST PART OF BEING A CREATOR IS CREATING. I LOVVEEEEE DRAWING MYYYY BLORBOS AND SEEING THEM EXIST!!!! THE WORST PART IS WHEN NO ONE APPRECIATES MY. DRAWING :-( VERILY DISAPPOINTING

what scares you the most and why? I AM SOSOSO SCARED OF SUFFOCATION/DROWNING! YOU ARE AWARE FOR 2 MINUTES AND NEED TO BREATHE BUT CANT!!! I AM ALSO SCARED OF GROWING OLDER, I DONT WANT TO GROW UP BUT ITS COMING SO FAST

any reacquiring dreams? I WANT TO GET A GOOD JOB INVOLVING ART! I GEET PAID TO DRAW SILLY THINGS AND SKRUINKLYS

tell a story about your childhood MY PRE K TEACHER TOLD ME THAT THE TONGUE IS THE STRONGEST MUSCLE. HOW WOULD I, A PRE K-ER, KNOW WHAT A METAPHOR IS? I THOUGHT THE TONGUE WAS LITERALLY THE STRONGEST MUSCLE. SO ONE DAY I PUNCHED MYSELF IN THE TONGUE TO TEST THE THEORY. I COULDNT EAT RIGHT FOR DAYS

would you say you’re an emotional person? MOSTLY NOT, I THINK

what do you consider to be romance? I DONT KNOW, I DONT EXPERIENCE ROMANTIC ATTRACTION!! I GUESS JUST HANGING OUT AND HAVING A NICE TIME AND BUYING FOOD FOR EACH OTHER. AND KISSES

what’s some good advice you want to share? STREAM ADO AND YOEKO KURAHASHI!!!! THEY ARE THE SINGERS EVER AND THEY ARE CONSTANTLY PLAYING IN MY BRAIN

what are you doing right now? I AM SITTING ON MY CHAIR, SUPPOSED TO BE DOING HOMEWORK BUT INSTEAD TYPING UP THIS THING

what’s something you’ve always wanted to do but maybe been to scared to do? ICE SKATING LOOKS SO O FUN AND COOL! BUT IM SCARED I WILL BREAK MY ANKLES. HOW DO YOU BALANCE??

what do you think of when you hear the word “home”? AT MY HOUSE, TALKING TO MY THICKETY MUTUALS AND OTHER FRIENDS WHILE I DRAW AND LISTEN TO ADO AND YOEKO KURAHASHI

if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I WANT TO GET BETTER AT TIME MANAGEMENT AND STOP DOING EVERYTHING AT THE LAST MINUTE! I KEEP GETTING DISTRACTED AND I HOPE I CAN GET HELP

name 3 things that make you happy MY THICKETY MUTUALS, DRAWING, LISTENING TO MUSIC OR MY FAVORITE YOUOTUBERS

do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens? OHHHH YEEES!! GHOST REAL! AND ALIENS MUST BE REAL, THERES TOO MANY PLANETS OUT THERE FOR THERE NOT TO BE!

favourite thing about the day? TALKING TO FRIENDS

favourite things about the night? SLEEPING

are you a spiritual person? SPIRITUAL? MY DAD IS BUT IM NOT

say 3 things about someone you love SOO NICE, AMENZING ARTIST, HUGGABLE

say 3 things about someone you hate MANIPULATIVE, CRYBABY, ATTENTION SEEKER

what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for? IM PROUD OF MYSELF FOR NEVER GIVING UP ON ART AND STORYTELLING, I HAVE COME SO FAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

fave season and why? SUMMER BECAUSE NO SCHOOL

fave colour and why? BROWN, IT STARTED AS A JOKE BECAUSE BROWN IS THE COLOR OF POOP. BUT THINGS YOU JOKE ABOUT BECOME REAL, SO THATS WHAT HAPPENED

any nicknames? NACHO!! SOME PEOPLE HAVE CALLED ME NACHO CHEESE. NICE

do you collect anything? QUARTERS, I FIND THEM ON THE GROUND OR IN VENDING MACHINES SOMETIMES. I TRADE THEM FOR FOOD

what do you do when you’re sad? I DRAWWWW AND LISTEN TO ADO AND YOEKO KURAHASHI AND TALK TO FRIENDS

what’s one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier? TALKING ABOUT THINGS WITH FRIENDS ALSO MY THICKETY MUTUALS BEING HAPPY

are you messy or organised? I TRY BENIG ORGANIZED BUT SOMETIMES I AM MESSY BECAUSE I IN A RUSH!

how many tabs do you have open right now? 6, ON MY SCHOOL LAPTOP

any hobbies? DRAWING, PLAYING PIANO, ONCE IN A WHILE COSPLAYING

any pet peeves? WHEN SOMEONE WONT LEAVE ME ALONG WHEN IM CLEARLY NOT RESPONDING! UGH. /NBH OF CORSE

do you trust easily? OHHHH YESS! MAYBE A PROBLEM

are you an open book or do you have walls up? NOT QUITE SURE WHAT THIS MEANS EXACTLY BUT I THINK I AM AN OPEN BOOK

share a secret I STAYED UP UNTIL 3 AM ON SATURDAY! IS WAS FUN

fave song at the moment? ASHURA-CHAN BY ADO! THIS WILL CHANGE IN 30 MINUTES

youtuber you’ve been obsessed with and why? I LOVE MANY YOUTUBERSS LIKE IZZYZZZ, LAVENDERTOWNE, KURTIS CONNER, DANNY GONZALEZ, JARVIS JOHNSON, OHH YES

any bad habits? PROCRASTINATING! ITS BECOMING VERILY BAD!

#ASK GAME #THIS WAS SO VERILY FUN OMGG #I LOVE ASK GAMS! OK I SHOULD PORBABLY DO HOMEWORK NOW #THANKS THICKETY MUTUAL NUMBER 1

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bronwyns-art-locker · 3 months

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chatterbox

another short story i wrote for class. kinda gimmicky. i still like it.

[8:38pm] veronica_is_cool: Can we take a break? :3 I wanna hear about your day!

[8:38pm] xlincoln_logx: sure! u first tho

I’ve been talking to this Veronica roleplayer for about 3 months now. We met in one of those open role play rooms on ChatterBox. We ended up talking for hours that night, so we decided to make a private room for the two of us. It’s pretty rare to find anyone roleplaying Veronica these days in the Magical Arrival community, especially since they killed off her character last season. I guess one could say the same about my character, Lincoln. He’s not necessarily a protagonist, but he’s a recurring character that I really related to. That’s really the beauty of roleplaying online – even the most minor characters can be fleshed out by the fans in whatever way they want.

[8:40pm] veronica_is_cool: My day was fine I guess! Today at school some kid tried snorting salt during lunch so that was weird xD!

[8:42pm] xlincoln_logx: thats insane lol i was out from school today tho so i just spent most of my day doom scrolling online as usual

In the 3 months since we’ve started talking, I've gotten really close to her. When we stop role playing we just talk like regular friends. She told me her real name is Lili. She loves to draw, write short stories, and role play Magical Arrival online. What’s cool is she’s the same age as me – or at least I assume so. The thing about online friends is that you can never really discern if they’re telling you the truth about their lives. I took what I could get, though. She still listened to me and treated me like a real friend. Honestly, she was the closest friend I had at the time. But I had never seen her face. Or heard her voice.

[9:16pm] veronica_is_cool: I’m just really shy, Max. Plus, how do I know that when we video call there’s not gonna be some older creep staring at me through me screen ;P (just joking).

[9:18pm] xlincoln_logx: nah i get it, im rlly shy too

[9:21pm] veronica_is_cool: I’m just worried you won’t like what you see.

More than anything, I just wanted her to say yes one day. I wondered what she was so afraid of.

[9:25pm] veronica_is_cool: Max, do you ever feel… out of place sometimes?

[9:25pm] xlincoln_logx: yea like all the time

[9:26pm] veronica_is_cool: How so?

[9:27pm] xlincoln_logx: i mean i dont rlly have friends at my school if thats what u mean.

[9:28pm] veronica_is_cool: Not really. I mean like, do you ever feel out of place in your own body? Like you wish you could just be born different.

[9:30pm] xlincoln_logx: i cant say that i have. why, is that how u feel??

[9:31pm] veronica_is_cool: Sometimes.

I failed to come up with a reply. I had never heard her express something like this before.

[9:45pm] veronica_is_cool: Sometimes I just look at myself in the mirror. I look at my body, my face, my hair… and I don’t feel like I’m me. I have, like, this picture of myself in my brain of how I want people to see me, but I know that will never happen. Really, the only person who sees me the way I want to be seen is you.

[9:46pm] veronica_is_cool: I guess that’s why I’m so afraid to show you my face. I’m sorry.

I didn’t know what to say or what to think. I didn’t know how to interpret what she was trying to say to me. Had she been lying to me about who she was this whole time? I felt a strange anxiety creeping up my body. It started at my legs, and made its home in my stomach. I couldn’t look at my screen for too long or else I’d just fixate on her words and get more afraid of what she was hiding from me. For the first time in a few hours I looked away from the bright glow of my laptop, and let my eyes wander around my room.

I looked at my bed sheets, then my unfolded laundry. I got so deep into talking to her that I forgot to at least clean my room. Then I glanced at my mirror, and held my gaze longer than I expected. I examined my face; my expression. I looked tired, but not unlike myself. I guess I could stand to get a haircut, because it was getting a little long. And I needed to shave the rat-stache I had been growing since 8th grade. I definitely had an awkward appearance, but that never bothered me. I didn’t feel like a stranger in my own body – not at all like Lili said she felt. I looked away.

My eyes then landed on the Magical Arrival poster hanging on the wall across from me. It featured all of the major characters standing at a bus stop together in poses that represented their personalities. On the far right stood Veronica. She was staring down at her shoes with her hands in her coat pockets, acting just as shy as she usually was on the show. As I studied her figure longer, I realized that I actually had a face I’d picture when I would think about Lili.

[10:03pm] xlincoln_logx: we’re friends right lili?

[10:04pm] veronica_is_cool: I’d like to think we are.

[10:05pm] xlincoln_logx: you mean a lot to me. you’re someone i want to stay friends with for a while.

[10:05pm] veronica_is_cool: I feel the same way.

[10:06pm] xlincoln_logx: then would it be too much to ask that you dont keep anything from me?

[10:08pm] veronica_is_cool: It’s not…

[10:09pm] xlincoln_logx: do you trust me enough to show me what ur afraid of?

[10:10pm] veronica_is_cool: It’s not that simple. I don’t think you get what I’m trying to say.

[10:11pm] xlincoln_logx: i think im starting to get it. can we just try and figure it out together?

She didn’t reply for a while. I was afraid she had left entirely. I was afraid I scared her away.

[10:45pm] veronica_is_cool: Okay. Let’s do it.

That anxiety I felt earlier had found its way back into my body. Instead of being in my stomach, it found its way up to my chest and my arms. I was breathing manually now, and I felt a subtle tightness in my shoulders and on the sides of my ribs. My arms felt like they had 20 pound weights on them. I nervously opened up Skype and typed in her username. It felt like the ringing lasted forever, until she finally picked up and all I saw was her profile picture: a drawing of Veronica. “Sorry,” she mumbled, “I’m turning on my camera now.” Her voice sounded strained, like she wasn’t speaking in her natural register. She finally turned on her camera.

It was my friend. For the first time since I met her, I finally saw my friend’s face. She had pale skin, and some acne on her cheeks. Her wide lips were contorted into a nervous smile as we stared at each other, just examining each other’s appearance. Her hair was long and slightly unkempt. It reached the tops of her shoulders, and was a deep brown color. Her blue eyes hid behind thick, rectangular glasses and in the reflection of them I could see myself on her screen. I was surprised to see that she was wearing winehouse style eyeliner, and it was neatly done. Draped over her body was an oversized “Deftones'' t-shirt; her favorite band. She looked undeniably nervous. Her eyes were shooting around the room, trying hard not to look at herself on her own screen. The more I looked at her the more I thought about our conversation. I thought more about why she was afraid to show herself to me. I thought about how much courage it must have taken to do this video call at all. I thought about the trust she put into me to reveal this side of herself. I needed to break the silence. “You know, you look just like her, right?” I said.

“Who?”

“Veronica.”

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puff-mmd · 5 months

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I will never stop putting ciro and kaisei in situations, it's like a drug to me.

Today's brainrot was ciro meeting kaisei at a party in college. Obviously kaisei isnt a college student, he works his odd jobs and i was thinking he streams (video games and chats, people like hearing him talk lol).

Ciro is in college pursuing his fashion and design degree. I thought about how he only ever went to a single college party in canon, and was like "but what if the guy that flirted with him. Was kaisei."

And yeah lol.

One of ciro's roommates probably knows him as a buddy of the person hosting the party, and encourages ciro to go mingle and talk to him. Ciro grabs a drink because oh god he has to Socialize™️, but he finds that kaisei is surprisingly easy to talk to. He ends up showing some sketches and drawings to him and kaisei falls in love with the designs. He thinks that ciro is so cool because he can draw and design so well, and ciro gets kinda flustered. People have complimented his skills, but not to this degree.

Oh my god what if kaisei used that pickup line someone used on me 😭😭😭

(The "your drawings are so good they could get you laid" one)

He would, its in kaisei's nature to be flirty and funny heheh.

Ciro looks at Kaisei with those big green eyes and is like "why's my heart racing omg 😳"

Kaisei cant help but get lost in those eyes...

Ciro ends up asking kaisei what he does, and mentions the little jobs (helping people move stuff, temp positions during holidays, maybe even works as an escort from time to time lol), and when ciro clarifies he wants to know kaisei's hobbies, he's a little embarrassed when he says streaming. Ciro wants to see a clip from one if he has it, and they go to a bedroom where its a little quieter to listen.

He leans close to kaisei on the bed to look on his phone, and he realizes after a few minutes that he can feel the warmth coming off kaisei, and he can smell something pleasant underneath the alcohol and cigarettes from the party...

And then kaisei makes a joke in the video, catching ciro's attention again and he starts giggling. Kaisei issitting on the bed next to him and starts to feel flushed, ciro has such a soft laugh... he's trying so hard not to do anything weird with such a cute guy next to him in a room by themselves;;

Ciro cuddles up to kaisei, and he wants to think it's the alcohol influencing him, but he knows that's not the only thing. He admits to kaisei that he's never tried it, but he wonders what it's like to kiss a guy.

Kaisei freezes a little, but slips an arm around ciro. If he's going to approach that subject, then,

"Wanna try it out?"

The blonde man fidgets, tugging at the collar of kaisei's shirt. He chuckles at the nervous gesture, pulling ciro closer and lifting his chin. Now that he was looking at those pretty eyes half-lidded, and those soft lips slightly parted, he was the nervous one.

With one smooth motion, kaisei leans in and meets those lips - just as soft as they had looked. Ciro's breath catches at the contact, but he quickly melts into the kiss. The hand that had been tugging on kaisei's shirt slid up around his neck, pulling him in deeper.

Kaisei is the first to pull away, and he can't help but laugh a little at how shy Ciro was during the kiss.

"You're really bad at kissing, you know."

Ciro's face flushes and he playfully hits Kaisei's chest.

"I just need someone to teach me," he mutters, looking away from the man in front of him.

Kaisei pulls Ciro into has lap and traces his mouth with his fingers.

"I'll gladly be your teacher."

As they kiss again, Kaisei whispers soft directions for Ciro, who fervently follows his movements and instructions. He presses his body into Kaisei's, hands feeling wherever he can reach in an attempt to hear his little gasps and moans.

This time Ciro is the one to break away, breathing heavy from the hot kiss. He never knew how dry his mouth would get from kissing - he felt like he could swallow a whole bottle of water.

"That wasn't too much, was it?" Kaisei asked.

"No, it was good."

Ciro continued to hold on to Kaisei, his arms now around his shoulders, forehead resting against his.

"If you come home with me, can you give me some more lessons?"

"I'd love to."

#ciro #kaisei #oc rambles #aaaeeeeeeee

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hueningoo-archive · 2 years

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*jumps out of ball pit randomly*

ALBEDO, KAEYA, AND DILUC ON CHRISTMAS WITH THEIR S/O

*throws a ball and jumps back into ball pit*

(pls and ty!)

CHRISTMAS WITH THEIR S/O ━ albedo, kaeya, diluc

A/N: this is finally coming out on time for once! being one of my bigger projects- i think, this was so fun to do LMAO^^ also- where did that ball pit come from?? anyways, i hope you liked this!! like i said, i had a lot of fun writing this lmao:) i hope everyone has a nice Christmas, Hanukkah, and whatever else you celebrate! also, i did a really really short story for dilucs, instead of just dialog, hope thats fine! lots of love, Kei

warnings: caps! other than that nothing, its all sfw<3

gn reader

Albedo Kreideprinz

Well, winters in Dragonspine always seem to be... colder than usual. Like in the summer its cold, and in the winter Dragonspine is freezing!

So with that being said, you two normally spend winters in the town of Mondstadt and only go to Dragonspine if necessary. Albedo still goes to Dragonspine- sometimes if he needs to work on something but he tells you to stay in Mondstadt just so you don't get frost bite.

He knows how cold Dragonspine is during winters!! He's not that oblivious- trust me!

Albedo really likes to draw during winter! Especially- if you're outside and you just look so beautiful with the snow falling around you. He'll draw you a lot more than usual during winter

He finds it... weird that you like to catch snowflakes on your tongue. But he also finds it cute!

Might even try catching snowflakes on his tongue too<3 ends up looking weird

CUDDLES WITH ALBEDO DURING WINTER!! Yeah he's not warm, but he's not cold either!

He likes it when you hold him, but he also really likes it when he holds you!

You two go outside a lot during the winter

And i mean A LOT

"S/O I'm going to Dragonspine. Wait here a bit all right?

"Awwe but I wanted cuddles! I'm so cold."

"Okay.. Just for a little while. Then I'm going to Dragonspine."

Kaeya Alberich

Winters with Kaeya sure are... something. He's warm! But he's so cold</3 He can't choose to either be warm or cold! He jokes around that he can be your personal winter heater, although he's normally cold.

Going to the Tavern and getting some drinks are always nice in the winter. But the walk home is cold, even if your house isn't far away. So Kaeya gives you his jacket! Or if he doesn't have his jacket on him(probably left it at the Tavern) he'll give you his scarf!

He probably knows how to play guitar, lets me honest. Listening to Kaeya sing a Christmas song, playing his guitar- how pleasant! (omg i cant stop thinking about this now -kei)

Just like Albedo, he too, likes cuddles in the winter! Your warm body up against his, he loves the feeling! It makes him feel at home

He makes a lot of hot coca for the both of you. And I mean a lot!! Unless you dont like hot coca of course- he'll make something else.

Making snowmen with Kaeya! He actually thinks its really fun:D

This sexy man also likes to go sledding! He most likely forgets one of his gloves at home though (the thought of this was,,, crazy to me -kei)

If your cold while walking outside without a scarf, he will let you wear his<3 you two are just adorable together!

Imagine you two kind of argued the week of Christmas and so then later he comes up to you with a bag of flowers and a snowman stuffed animal AHAJJS

"Kaeya, cant we just go home? Its freeing out here and your bound to get frostbite without any gloves."

"I-Ill be fine, dear! No need to worry about me. Why dont we go c-continue our sledding now?"

"Kaeya. Your cold, I can tell! Your shivering like crazy right now. Lets go home, I'll start a nice fire for the two of us and make some hot chocolate- then we can warm up and watch a movie? How does that sound?"

Diluc Ragnvindr

THIS MAN... /pos!! Listen, I normally slander him bbbut-- Diluc is winter is so adorable!! Definitely takes time off of working at the Tavern so he can stay with you for a little while during the Christmas season, how cute!

Diluc honestly catches colds easily, lemme be honest. All winter hes coughing and sneezing so much!! Please please pleasee take care of him<3

Anyways, unlike his brother, Diluc actually is your personal heater! With his pryo vision, hes always warm!! If your ever cold, just cuddle up close to him and you will be warm in no time. Diluc is proud of being warm- only because he likes it when you get real close to him<3

Always ready when he goes outside!! You forget a mitten? Hes got an extra pair. Need hand warmers? Hes got some in his pocket!

Only on rare occasions does he come outside in the snow with you though! When hes not in the snow with you, hes making some hot chocolate for when you come back inside.

He watches you play outside in the snow from the window with a smile on his face<3 Only thing on his mind is how cute you look outside with red cheeks and nose<3

In his Tavern, at home, when hes sleeping, theres always Christmas music on!! If you cant sleep with noise though, he wont listen to it then.

Lets be honest, he is great at making snowmen! But the thing is, once its finished? He melts it on accident..

IMAGINE YOU TWO DANCING TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC?? awww!!

"Diluc! Try and dodge this, hahah!" You throw a giant snowball at him.

"Ack!! Aw its on!" Diluc smirks with a face full of snow, not like he noticed though- he was too warm to notice. But he did notice the sting that the snow left on his face. He started to form a ball with the snow in hand. You knew what you had started, and it wasnt going to end anytime soon!

©CHERISHEDSHEEP'S POST. do not repost, post in a different language, or steal my work.

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cafedanslanuit · 3 years

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levi with a super bratty reader that drives him insane, never listens, is constantly defying his commands... they get snowed into a camp together while on a scouting mission... which leads to some hatefucking mayb... 🤧 ps allie dont forget to take care of yourself babes iluvvvm

i adore your requests mwah pls also take care please we cant keep having these all nighters and then sleep all afternoon fkjdshfks

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tw: female reader, dom themes, brat taming, impact play (with a belt), degradation, overstimulation

Never before Levi had been su infuriated by someone. Not even by Eren and his stubborness or Mikasa and her death glares. It had to be you and your eye rolls, the way you talked back whenever he gave you an order and sometimes even went behind his back. He has talked to Erwin about it and while he promised to talk with you, he asked him to consider your choices had saved the lives of many soldiers and that you were really talented.

Levi didn’t give a shit.

And now, besides being stuck in a snow storm and having to wait it out, he had found you had been neglecting your cleaning duties, leading him to pull you from your hair to the space destined to be his office for the time being.

“Why the fuck weren’t you cleaning, brat?” he spat, pushing you against the wall. Far for flinching, you looked at him menancingly.

“It’s already clean. Not my fault you’re a freak who obsessed over the small details. It doesn’t smell like piss anymore, it’s enough.”

“I don’t care about what you think, if I give an order you do it. That’s it,” he said.

“Oh, please, Levi,” you rolled your eyes. “Why are you so insufferable? Go get laid or something, seems like you need it.”

Before you could say anything else, he had his hand around your throat holding you against the wall.

“Whoa, it’s really been that long since you fucked, huh?” you chuckled. “Don’t worry, Captain,” you mocked him. “If it comes to it, I volunteer to suck your dick. You seem like someone who comes quick so it shouldn’t take a lot of my time.”

“Don’t you get tired of talking so much shit?” he hissed.

“I really don’t,” you smiled.

“If I wanted to fuck someone I wouldn’t fuck a spoiled brat who only knows how to bring problems to the corps.”

“Oh, that was rough,” you said, pretending to be upset. “Why are you being so mean to be, Captain, when I can be so good to you?”

You smirked as you pressed your thigh against his crotch, feeling him tense at your moves.

“Want to take your anger out?” you joked, licking your front teeth. “I bet it’s--”

Your sentence was cut short by Levi’s lips pressing against yours. Your body reacted immediately, drawn to the warmth and strenght in the man’s touch. His hand was still grabbing your hair, keeping you still as you shared a rough kiss. You rolled your body against his, his erection poking on your thigh. His tongue invaded your mouth and soon enough, you were tearing each other’s clothes letting them fall to the floor while your hands roamed around each other’s bodies, quiet moans and sighs escaping from both your mouths.

When you were just in your panties, Levi pulled you to the other side of the room, bending you over the desk. He put a hand over your head, leaning over until his lips were grazing your ear.

“I still need to teach you a lesson,” he muttered. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“What do you mean, less--”

A hard hit on your ass cuy your sentence short. Without having to look back, you could just tell what he had just hit you with. Of course he had chosen his belt. At least he wasn’t using the buckle.

“Lets see how much until you learn,” Levi said. You hated how you pressed your legs together in anticipation.

Another hit. You felt your skin burning but didn’t move as Levi continued with a third one. Even if you could feel yourself getting wet already, you were determined not to let him know how much you were enjoying this. You let him hit you more times and bit your lip, trying your best to conceal your moans.

You had lost count of all the impacts on your ass when you felt his fingers easily sliding across your folds.

“You may be silent, but you’re creaming like a whore,” you heard him say and felt your legs trembling for a second. “Oh, was it always like that? You like to be reminded what a dirty slut you are?” he asked in a mocking tone.

The next hit was much harder than the previous one, finally making you whimper.

“There it is,” Levi said, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. His left hand went back to your folds, two of his fingers sliding inside you and fucking you slowly. The belt collided against your ass again and you clenched around his fingers.

“Can’t believe how much you’re enjoying this,” he huffed, still fucking you with his fingers. "You're such a needy white."

Another hit, a moan and Levi's fingers curling inside you. It doesn't take long for him to find your sweet spot and once he does, he makes sure to run his fingers against it.

Your hips buck against his fingers, but everything he thinks you're doing it too much, you get hit with his belt again. The sole sound of it impacting your skin makes you quiver. You come hard around his fingers while you try to muffle your moans with your hand. Your legs are trembling when he pulls his fingers away and leaves the belt on the desk next to you. Just as you were about to stand up, you feel Levi's cock teasing your entrance.

"I— I'm too sensitive," you stutter.

"Well you do seem to be the type that comes too fast," he shot back, using your own words. "Just tell me to stop" he says. His tip is already stretching your entrance but doesn't move even an inch, waiting your response. You know you're sensitive but fuck if you don't want Levi's cock inside of you. You swallow.

"Fuck me," you sigh and Levi is immediately pushing inside you, stretching you open. You weren't expecting him to be so thick and now you can't do anything but moan as he fills you up.

Levi starts fucking you from behind, his hands grabbing youe hips so tight you know you're going to end with bruises. You listen to him grunt everytime he bottoms out, filling you up completely. His rhythm increases and you are already whimpering again, the closeness of your last orgasm making you want to come again.

Levi seems to notice it too.

"Touch yourself," he orders, but you don't make a move. He waits a couple of seconds before he’s spanking you hard, making you clench around his cock. "I said touch yourself."

Your hand travels to your clit and it only takes a few gently strokes for you to come around Levi. He curses under his breath as you squeeze him jus right, but never breaks his rhythm.

"Keep touching yourself," he commands and you whine.

"Please. Please, I already came two times, I—"

"I think three is enough for you to learn your lesson," he said, squeezing the plus on your ass, spreaing yourself further as he keeps fucking you. “I know you have it in you,” he smirks.

You grab the edge of the desk, looking for support as your mind . Every trace of defiance is gone by this moment, you feel like nothing but a mess of limbs that wants to be used by the same man you had been challenging these past few years.

It was over. You had lost.

“I said fucking touch yourself,” he reminds you, slapping your ass forcefully. You hate the way you start circling your clit again, overstimulation making the pain and pleasure mix together dangerously.

Levi slides out almost completely to ram into you again, making your eyes water. You let out a mix of moans mixed with incoherent curses, your legs shaking as you feel your third orgasm drawing near.

“Fuck, I can’t-- I can’t,” you pant.

“If you can be a fucking pain in the ass every day, you can do this,” Levi said, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing your head further on the desk.

It takes Levi slapping your ass again to reach your high. It’s almost as hard as the first one and you whimper as he fucks into you more rapidly. He comes inside you with a hiss, his cock twitching as he releases his load. The moment he pulls away, you feel both your releases dripping down your inner thighs.

There’s silence for the next few moment while you try to regain your breath. Your limbs feel too heavy when you try to stand up, legs wobbly as you walk to the nearest chair and take a seat. You let your head fall, your hands on your knees as you try to form coherent thoughts.

Suddenly, you feel someone yanking your hair, making you look up. You notice Levi has already dressed himself again, the only clue of your previous activity in the way his hair looks a little more messier than usual.

"Hope you learnt your lesson, brat," he whispers before letting go of your hair and walking out of the room.

#snk x reader #aot x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi smut #levi ackerman smut #aot smut #snk smut #levi ackerman

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delilac · 3 years

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i REFUSE to believe that the ravenclaws did not have a drawing board in the common room to find out who the heir of slytherin is

it all started with a late-night conversation in the dorms

a 5th year ravenclaw was like “a lil sus that potter was there at the scene of the crime...aND THEN LAST YEAR HE ALLEGEDLY TOOK DOWN QUIRELL WHO WAS ACTUALLY VOLDEMORT??”

their ravenclaw friend goes “we should write this down”

notes spread out in the common room that lead to sharing theories

that lead to debates at 1 am on whether or not potter was innocent

a drunk ass ravenclaw who does some of their best work when drunk started drawing a timeline of events

the timeline kept getting added and added until they just decided to quit fucking around and realize that this was definitely serious (and definitely the plot of a best selling mystery novel that they want to be a part of) and they want answers

they become obsessed.

“dude were supposed to be studying for OWLs right now”

“IN A MINUTE BETHANY, I HAVE A FEELING THAT THE HEIR IS ACTUALLY FILCH”

the prefects dont do anything about it. in fact, they are quite invested

2nd years come in everyday with new information about harry

“OKOK HEAR ME OUT HE ‘ACCIDENTALLY’ PUT MILK BEFORE THE CHEERIOWLS AND WHEN WE CONFRONTED HIM ABOUT IT HE SAID HE WAS TIRED—

“but he could be tired from quidditch practice, wood is a bloody maniac about—

“MAYBE HE WAS OUT LATE KILLING PEOPLE”

some ravenclaws will get up in the middle of the night just to reorganize the board

“for merlins sake, USE THE BLUE MARKER PEOPLE! IT RUINS THE WHOLE AESTHETIC”

the yarn used has glitter in it and they charmed it to be glow in the dark

yes, they braided it into their hair

one evening a couple of kids come bursting in

“whats the matter?”

silence all around, the attention is on them

they get parchment. the crayola scented blue marker. the glitter yarn.

a couple seconds later they present the new information on the board

POTTER IS A PARSELMOUTH

SLYTHERIN’S EMBLEMATIC ANIMAL IS A SNAKE

SALAZAR WAS ALSO A PARSELMOUTH

“its official lads...” *drops marker*

common room freaks out

“OKAY MAYBE SLYTHERIN WONT COME AFTER US RIGHT??? I MEAN WE GET ALONG WELL”

“BUT POTTERS A GRYFFINDOR HOW WHY”

“b-but hes the boy wh-who defeated— oh no” *rocks back and forth in a corner

“LETS ALL JUST CHILL OUT ALRIGHT?? SHOULD WE TELL FLITWICK?”

“AND SNITCH?? WHEN DID WE TURN OUR BACKS ON WHO WE ARE”

“PEOPLE ARE DYING BETHANY”

flitwick finds out anyway and hes visually concerned

but also impressed... so he fills them in with more information

they relax, because when you think about it potter just has the worst luck in the entire world

they keep the drawing board and they would just stare at it. admire its beauty.

the ravenclaw purebloods and halfbloods make jokes now about the heir

“literally fml, i have no clue on how to do a protean charm and we have the practical tomorrowww can the heir just kill me already?”

muggleborn ravenclaws have to knock on wood everytime they try to joke

oliver isnt happy about this

another great day! classes are canceled, im kind of hungry right now maybe i can convince abbott to tell me where the— OH FUCK THERES A BODY AND A GHOST A BODY AND A GHOST

they dash to the common room and bring out the board

“were gonna need more yarn”

they seek help from madam pince asking questions “what kind of magic is involved that makes the petrified state only curable by a mandrake? when u petrify someone u can easily remove it with a finite...no no were trying to figure it out...madam pince please theres no need to get professor dumbledore involved—

all hell breaks loose when penelope clearwater gets petrified

“THAT DOES IT! ITS DEFINITELY A SLYTHERIN NO ONE IN SLYTHERINS BEEN PETRIFIED”

hagrid and dumbledore has left and the attacks have stopped...what the actual fu

they try to connect dumbledore and grindelwald to the attacks

some suspect draco malfoy, who seems awfully chipper about this whole thing

“malfoy? no way, takes some real serious wizard to do that stuff...he cant even transfigure the mouse into a pin cushion”

“what if hes faking that hes bad so no one would suspect him?”

they pick a fight with mcgonagoll when they find out exams are still going on

“PEOPLE ARE DYING MINER—im sorry professor mcgonagoll i didnt mean to shout”

OH NO THE GIRL WEASLEY DIED

“NO NO I AM DONE WITH THIS SCHOOL IM TRANSFERRING TO MAHOUTOKORO”

OH YES THE GIRL WEASLEY LIVED

DAMN POTTER SAVED HER?? lol no wonder she fancied him

instead of joining the party, they stay in the common room and try to piece everything together

some ravenclaws went out to ask harry questions but instead listened to ron who quite enjoyed the attention

they got the page, they got the story, and now were gonna a-beautiful-freaking-mind up in this bitch.

#ravenclaw #gryffindor #slytherin #hufflepuff #hogwarts #chamber of secrets #harry potter #cho chang #luna lovegood #ginevra weasley #ginny weasley #ronald weasley #oliver wood #incorrect hp quotes #hp headcanon #ravenclaw incorrect quotes #ravenclaw headcanons #ravenclaw pride

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raggaraddy · 3 years

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Sugar Daddy turned sour

Request: Hi!!!! read all of ur works its all amazing cant believe ur new.. can i request for a yan sugar daddy taehyung x reader x yan sugar daddy jungkook. they found out that that y/n have 2 sugar daddies and they lost their sanity(as if they even have that)...Thank u and YOU GOOD,KEEP GOING💜💞💞💞💞😘😁

A/N: I don't know how to post a reply to a personal message yet because I am new and Tumblr deficient 😅 But I hope you like the scenario ^-^ thanks for the request 💜

Here for Part 2

Summary: Juggling two guys and getting everything you want from them has always been easy for you, and Taehyung and Jungkook are no exception. Or so you thought.

Trigger warnings: Mentions of non-con, assault, cheating, violence.

Yandere! Taehyung

Yandere! Jungkook

Sunday. Taehyungs day.

You open your webcam, checking your eyeliner quickly in the startup view as you wait for the Tae to pick up on the other side. He pops up quickly a beaming smile filling his face.

“Y/n! Baby, I’ve missed you.” He’s radiant. As happy and as bubbly he always is.

You go along listening to him excitedly run through his past few days, telling you everything in excruciating detail as he jumps from one half-finished thought to another. He may be an adult but he certainly has a young soul. The whole while you feign attention, your fingers continually fidgeting with the diamond necklace or the matching bracelet he had sent you a few weeks back.

“How was your weekend?” He finally gets around to asking.

“Not so good. I always have to work so much," You complain, batting your eyes at the camera.

“You could always quit and come live with me.” He jokes-but not really. It’s a topic he has raised 3 times already. And you have the same answer ready as always.

“Daddy, you know I’m a strong and independent woman. I could never let someone else pay for me.” You pout, running your tongue over your lower lip while pushing your chest up a little to draw attention. “It’s just my rent is so expensive. I feel like I work just to pay the bills.”

In truth, your rent is already being covered by someone else. But he doesn’t need to know that.

While you continue to run through the fabricated details of your weekend, Taehyung is distracted, looking down at his phone. You know what's happening. It’s like a game. And you’re winning. Your banking app sends a notification, letting you know that K. Taehyung has just sent you a payment.

You open it up. Yep. That's rent for the month. Or more, money for that new TV you wanted.

“Oh! Daddy, noo.” You whine down the camera. “You can’t. I am okay. Really. Please don’t spend your money on me.” You frown if only to stop the smile that is fighting to fill your face.

“I want to baby. I have the money, and I just want you to be happy. Don’t stress about bills okay. I’m here.”

Sometimes, it’s almost too easy.

“Okay Daddy, if you insist.”

Tuesday. Jungkooks day.

With Jungkook it’s a much more straightforward transaction. He has said he wants to pay for you and he hates the back and forth pretences. He just wants you to say thank you, smile pretty, and give him all your attention.

“Do you need anything more for the week?” He asks through the camera.

“No Daddy, you take such good care of me. Thank you.” You smile.

“You still have the weekend of the 14th off?” He raises his eyebrows suggestively. Off-screen you quickly scan through your calendar.

14th, 15th and 16th: Jk weekend.

Hmm, that came up quicker than you expected. You try to keep your booty calls with them as far apart as possible.

“Of course, I’m so excited! I haven’t seen you in weeks.” You say, it been less than 100% truthful.

“Months.” He corrects with a surreptitious undertone.

“Where are we staying this time?”

You always insist to stay in hotels. Because ‘your apartment feels too busy and mundane, and you want the time you spend with him to be magical and undistracted’. Honestly, you just don’t want him, either of them, in your personal space. You purposefully chose boys who live a few hours away. It’s hard enough to keep them separated in your everyday life with them being far away. It could only get messy for them to know where you live and how to reach you in person.

You’ve certainly gotten smart at this. Arranging the two men into different days of the week, scheduling them into your calendar to keep them apart and unaware of the other. Both had specifically said very early on that they do not want to share you with anyone else. And that you were all theirs. And while both of them seemed to trust you, you knew their reactions would be unpleasant, to say the least, if they found out about the other.

Sugar Daddies can be so possessive.

But while both these men are very handsome, money is better and more reliable than boys. And if they are stupid enough to spend it all on you, why should you care.

The week passes quickly and it’s the 14th. Once more you find yourself in the lobby of a 5-star hotel. Jungkook arrived in town early and sent you a message with the room number.

Time to actually work for your money.

You knock on the door only to find it slightly open. Entering there is a trail of rose petals lining the floor leading into the suite. All the lights are dimmed with a warmth of candlelight filling the room. This is so typically Jungkook. Pulling out all the stops to try to impress.

Dropping your bag at the entrance, you close the door behind you and explore inwards.

“Daddy?” You call out in a singsong voice. Your heels clack on the tiled floor as you round the corner into the living room. Jungkook is sitting on the lounge, one leg crossed over the other, arms rested up over the back. You smile at seeing him. You always seem to forget just how stunning he is in person.

“Which one of us are you referring to?” A deep voice startles you from behind. You jolt, spinning to see Taehyung standing behind you leaning against the wall.

Holy fuck.

Your mind starts to jumble through what is happening. Thinking about what it was that might have given you away. Evaluating how much they may know. And planning your next move.

Damn it. You doubt you’ll be able to smooth talk your way out of this with Jungkook. He’s too direct and absolute. So you’ll just have to accept that that relationship is over. However, you might be able to salvage this situation with Taehyung if you play your cards right. Being defensive should do the trick.

“What is this?” You snap, keeping focused on Taehyung. “This is such a violation of my privacy! You keep smothering me Taehyung! See this is why I tried to find someone else to hang out with.” You stomp your foot. He would always wrap around your finger so quickly with the little girl act.

“Ha!” He blurts out a short laugh in contradiction to how you expected him to react. “Wow. No, go on. I want to see where this is going.”

“Do you think we only just found out about each other?” Jungkook pipes up, coming from the couch.

You sigh. You had almost saved enough for a holiday to the Maldives too. But they seem to know too much. Fine. You can burn both relationships. They were starting to get too clingy anyway. “Whatever.” You roll your eyes. You got all you could from them. Time to move on to the next.

As you shrug them off, Taehyung steps into the path of the front door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Both he and Jungkook start to close in tighter. There is a cold tone to his words. Something far too close to a threat for your comfort. Even in heels, both men naturally stand taller than you which usually wouldn’t bother you. But with an unsteadiness to your footing and a very short dress on, in a dark room with two men you have used and spurned, you are feeling even more vulnerable than you feel you should.

“Move.” You order.

A smirk on his lips, Taehyung lifts his hand up and backhands you, knocking you back a few stumbled steps. You gasp, your hand clinging to your cheek, eyes wide in shock. He starts forward, Jungkook intervening, standing between the two of you.

You can not believe he just hit you! He has never done anything like that before.

“No, don’t do that.” He stops Taehyung as he starts to swing again. Shaking all over, you’re relieved that one of them is seeing sense. You take the outstretched hand of Jungkook, lip trembling from the burn on your cheek. He draws you closer and you wrap into him for protection. In the same motion, his free hand swings down punching you in the stomach, doubling you over, dropping you to the floor. “If you hit her head, she might get spaced out. I want her to feel this.”

His words send a chill down your spine. This can not be happening.

“Are you crazy!” You gape, trying to speak while gulping down air. Your head is dizzy, your lungs burning. Kicking off your heels for better movement, you climb back up to your feet not wanting to engage either man. Eyes focused you look past Taehyung to the door, storming forward. “I’m leaving. We’ll forget all of this, okay.” You bargain through short, panicked breath.

Taehyungs large hand slams you into the wall, pressing his palm against your shoulder. He follows Jungkooks lead, pounding his fist into your gut. And then again. And again. His hold removes letting you free and you plummet to the ground, crying within broken huffs while cradling your battered torso.

“You’re right. That is better.” He laughs at Jungkook.

“Stop!” You beg, unable to raise your voice above a soft yelp.

“What's wrong baby? You wanted two men. Now you have them.” Taehyungs bright smile returns to his face. This time with an entirely different meaning than it had ever had until it shifts into a straight, harsh look that you have never seen from him. “Didn't you always say you wished there was some way you could repay me?”

“You said that to me too.” Jungkook joins his side, both hovering above you, trapping you between them, the wall, and the floor.

Leaning down Jungkooks hand follows you as you squirm away from him. His fingers wrapped around your throat and lift you up, keeping you against the wall. He takes advantage of you being stuck, leaning into you pressing his lips to yours as you resist as much as you can.

“Baby, you’re going to pay us back for every dollar we spent on you.” He snarls.

Taehyung turns your face to him, also forcing a kiss on you. “Don’t worry, Y/n, you’ll see that we know how to share.”

Part 2

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swtki · 3 years

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Cedric Diggory NSFW Alphabet

Pairing: Cedric Diggory x Fem! Reader

A/N: I’m gonna be working on more headcannon stuff like this, so follow me if you want to see them when they are posted!

WARNINGS: SMUT, ORAL SEX (F RECIEVING), MENTIONS OF PUBLIC SEX, 18+ ONLY

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I think Ced won’t hesitate to clean his partner up. Just a warm rag and quick wipe. Sometimes Ced will pass out as soon as he hits the mattress, but most times he’ll hold his naked body to yours and talk until you fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite part of your body is your lips, for sure. He loves to watch them wrap around things, even when you put his finger into your mouth it drives him mental. His favorite part of himself is hands, he has fairly large hands so everything in them looks small. He loves that when he holds your waist its like his hands were meant to be there. Not to mention his long fingers, one hand can do so many wonders.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I honestly don’t see him as someone who loves anything to do with cum. He would be more than happy to wear a condom while you’re dating, because that way he can make sure you enjoy it without the worries of unprotected sex. I also can see him not wanting to go raw because so many things could go wrong, but if you’re on birth control he will definitely be persuaded to pull out. Once he pulls out the first time he is utterly hooked and loves cumming on your stomach while you lay there on your back, looking all fucked out.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Not to say that Cedric secretly wants to explore public sex, however I am saying every time you two go out hes thinking of railing you in an alley against a brick wall. He loves public affection in a sfw way so I think he would be eager to explore nsfw public stuff. Now this all being said, he doesn’t ask you for a long time though, until you’re walking home from the shops and he starts to kiss you because god you look so gorgeous in the soft lighting, and then the kiss gets more intense. Then, he basically says fuck it and asks you if he can eat you out on the wall.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Like I said in Cedrics headcannon post, I doubt he lost his virginity with anyone other than Cho when they were maddly in love. When he meets you he wants to be nothing less than perfect. When things started to get serious in your relationship he swallowed his pride and looked up sex tips because he was worried he wasn’t experienced enough.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl. No doubt about it. He loves how accessible it is for you, he can rub your clit, he can be chest to chest and thrust into you, he can be hypnotized by your perfect tits, it has everything.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Theres times where he kills the moment because he makes a joke in between thrusts, but more often than not hes got his head in the game. It will always start of playful and innocent with Cedric, but as soon as hands start roaming, he gets focused on the task at hand.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He isn’t shaven, but tidy for sure. Just a nice little bit at the base and he’s groomed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Cedric loves nothing more than to brush the hair out of your face and stare into your eyes while your blissed out. Also he loves kissing and touching even before clothes come off.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I can see Cedric having a pretty high sex drive and sometimes you have to tap out for the night because your body can only take so much, so he’ll for sure be rubbing one out in the bathroom as soon as you fall asleep. He doesn’t mind of course, he’d rather you be comfortable even if that means he has to jerk off in the shower to the memory of twenty minutes prior.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I thoroughly believe that Cedric Diggory has a praise kink. He loves nothing more than growling “So fucking perfect, my perfect fucking girl” into your ear during sex. I also think he has a roleplay kink, because you dressed up as a nurse for halloween and he was in another dimension.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

As I said previously, Cedric likes the idea of walls. However, I think he much prefers the bed or floor of your room. It just feels like you two are the only ones in the world and he cant deny how much of an angel you look like while surrounded by his soft white sheets. He would settle for a car, but your home is much better.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Kissing is his number one movement to start things off, so I think just kissing him would make him ready to go. I can see him having a thing for lip biting, especially when you’re reading or doing some other innocent task.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

If its something you don’t like, he won’t ever do it. He draws the line at bodily injury and excretory body fluids, Cedrics not hardcore like that. Wouldn’t mind choking you but he could never slap you or hurt you in any other way.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Cedric prefers giving, he feels bad because he takes so long to finish so he always leaves it up to you. He is an absolute got at eating coochie though, he pays attention to what you do and don’t like. And he would honestly eat you out anywhere. Like sometimes he just drops to his knees and hikes your leg up. His eyes when he looks up at you tho....fuck.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Definitely depends on the moment but I think most of the time he’s sensual and slow. He wants the world to stop and for it to only be your bodies moving in sync with each other, and especially so he can look into your eyes while he gets you closer and closer to orgasm.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Loves the whole rose petal romantic 2 hour long sex thing but will rip off your underwear in a closet to eat you out if he can.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He only takes risks by asking about something. He would always get your consent before anything else happens, so he knows worst you could do is say no. That being said, if you ask him 97% of the time he’s on board. Public sex took some convincing but he was in love with it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

I just think he’s ready to eat pussy 24/7 despite how hard he is. He’s horny all the time (in spirit if not physically) so I think he would go for multiple rounds. Though he will eventually get tired in one position, so you end up switching through 50 different positions in the span of the hour.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

The only toys Cedric uses on his partner are handcuffs at most. He prefers to use his skill because after all, he’s the one who should be making you feel that good.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Cedric isn’t the tease, you are. He wants you but simply can’t take you from behind during potions class, so he rests his hand on your thigh. He secretly loves how cocky you get, and secretly you love how turned on he is from your legs.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Listen to me: breathy moans. He’ll get so close to your ear and start whisper-moaning the most risque words. But, volume wise he’s quiet and he prefers it that way. He never wants to drown out the pretty mewls you make because of his fingers and cock.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He eats pussy that way iykyk. I’m glad every fic writer agrees that Ced is a pussy conesiour, because he loves grabbing your hips and pulling you down closer on his tongue, thats non negotiable. He probably has the strongest tongue in the world.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He thought he was small until he met you and was like “Sorry, I’m not that impressive 😔” then pulled out 6 inches of cervix shattering dick. Its thick too, but not like the porn-type thick, like it fits in your hand comfortably and fills you up perfectly.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Like I said: Always horny. Every time he watches you bite your lip he’s got a million things he wants to do to you in a broom closet.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He would rather watch you fall asleep even if that meant he never slept. But once he knows you’re sleeping, he wraps his body around yours with his chin on your shoulder and falls asleep. Prefect rooms= naked naps.

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ohheyitsokay · 3 years

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trials

this takes place in my ‘poly frontier’ universe

pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller, Santiago “Pope” Garcia, Francisco “Catfish Morales, Ben “Benny” Miller and a female reader

wordcount: 2.1k

warnings: all fics in this series are 18+, poly relationship, domestic, romantic, and sexual intimacy. strong language, angst with a happy ending

summary: this one is a Santi story - he tries to bring another girl into the relationship, and learns instead how much he loves you

it wont be everyone's cup of tea but I felt like it was an important part of the story

note: don’t hate Santi! I think this is a pretty normal, and the best sunsets come after rain

Santi was the first to branch out. He didn’t mean to – hated himself for it a little, but he did.

This – whatever this is, it’s a ticking time bomb, he told Will. One of has to do something before it breaks all of our hearts.

It was a lie.

They both knew it. But he had the money and the looks and the confidence and he was just hurt enough by the sight of you asleep in Ben’s lap one afternoon that he just… let it get to him.

Brooded and boiled until he was overcome with false righteousness and pure selfishness.

He didn’t look you in the eyes when he told you he was going to try to get another girl. It wasn’t that he was leaving what you all had, just that he deserved a chance at whatever he called balance. His gaze in the other men’s eyes was too bold – the look of a desperate man, terrified of being hurt so causing it on his own terms.

You nodded numbly, shocked in spite of yourself, scolding and scathing voices in your mind telling you not to be selfish. Not to be greedy.

He deserves more than sharing.

Tucking yourself into Frankie’s arms, you tried not to glare or cry and only failed at the latter. Because it’s not the dating another girl that hurt, really it’s not. Polyamory is hard, and it was always an open option. What hurts is his blatant choice to ignore the relationship his has with you, specifically, that he’s ignoring everything you and him have worked for, built with love and time and care.

Rubbing gentle hands over your skin, Will and Frankie and Ben shared looks as Santi stalks away.

Frankie corners him in the garage the next morning. You had slept between him and Will the night before, but they had all felt you toss and turn, all spent a fair amount of time staring at the ceiling themselves. His dark eyes are an insecure that shoots into Frankie’s core – it’s a look he knows, has spent months overcoming. He swallows hard, his words dying in his throat, and he simply shakes his head.

It almost breaks Santi in two, the first moment one of his loves betrays the damage he’s done, but he tells himself there’s no going back.

“Better now than later, when our parents hate her or –”

Frankie’s look stops him and he flinches away.

Will is at the bar he chooses without an invite, knowing where he’d be without having to even ask and they both try not to think of you at home with Ben, probably dripping flames. Santi wonders if it hurts more to watch him flirt, or to do it, but neither of them say a word to each other. In spite of it all, the respect his judgement, respect his choice, and that hurts too.

It feels strange to have others looking him up and down and to look back, smile with lust void of love and soak in the attention.

Before he succumbs to it, Santi wishes Will would come over, slide his hand around his neck and… stop respecting him so much. It would pull him back, but since he doesn’t, the thought dies under the burn of cheap alcohol.

She’s lovely, really, graceful like a cat.

Santi has kept her from you all for a few weeks now, keeping his dignity with distance. But now she’s here, in your home, and you should be jealous but instead you just smile sadly at her, and slip off to the kitchen.

He likes… coffee, dark roast, with just a clump of raw sugar. You’re stirring it when you realize they followed you, hovering at the door. The ache of it is less than it was before and they’re happy together, so for his sake, you sit down across from her.

She’s kind, friendly. Knows the gist of the situation, tells you she’ll go at your pace.

And it crashes into you, how he’s pinned you at a time when know one else is home, offering her up to you like a plea, a child who used the superglue to make a gift, never mind the fact that his hands are both stuck to it and burning.

It feels reasonable to have another woman around, to make the numbers less absurd, to – to help you. Her smile is a little shy and she takes you hand and she looks at Santi with such adoration that a knot loosens in your chest involuntarily.

She doesn’t joke about it, any of it, and you almost wish she would. It would be so much easier to hate her if she was shallow, or stupid, or something but she’s not, and when she smiles you almost think you could be friends. You wonder if you could make it work, like they do for you.

Ben and Will come home early, stepping in like the angels they are, planting themselves solid at your side like trees with roots deeper than they are tall. When Frankie comes home, he takes the spot of the two of them as their eyes draw Santi into another room.

“What the fuck, Garcia,” Benny is as hurt as you are by it all, maybe more.

“Shut up Miller.” He’s glaring, filled with venomous satisfaction at how well the two of you have been talking.

“Cant you see it’s for the better?”

There’s silence – neither of them agree, too confused by him to respond.

“Don’t you ever wonder,” Santi tries again, knowing they’re listening because they love him too.

“No.” They spoke in unison, which makes Will roll his eyes. Neither of them hesitate, and something in Santi cracks.

You poke holes in the bottom of a styrofoam container with a plastic fork. She’s long gone now, but the date still lingers as you poke at your leftovers and try to unwind each moment of the date like strings of spaghetti.

On the surface it had gone well, you had thought you had fun until you felt a burn of tears under your eyelids.

Closing them you sigh, breathing like you practiced, gentle tides of love and logic washing over a feelings you tell yourself are selfish.

When you open your eyes, your Santi is standing behind her chair, and you almost cant breathe.

He went away for two weeks to help with a mission, and he’s here, one side of his mouth higher than the other. You want to kiss it, but you smile instead, and say, “You missed her by a couple minutes, sorry,” and actually mean it.

“I caught her in the parking lot,” he sits slowly, carefully, and when he reaches for your hands it’s almost tentative. It makes you blink again, how his eyebrows are bending. For the first time in what feels like forever, you don’t understand what it means, cant predict at all what he says next.

“I broke it off,” his eyes are in yours.

“I don’t understand,” you hear yourself say.

Santi searches for the words, like he had them but cant make them come out of his mouth.

“She’s not you,” he says. “I want you.”

You realize with a start that his hand is trembling, and he says your name in a way you’ve never heard before – like he’s terrified. That’s how badly he wants this, wants.. you. There’s no question in your mind, your eyes answer him.

It’s messy, not like a movie, the way he tugs you up and up and into his arms, the shudder of his broad shoulders and he buries himself into you as much as he can.

Like a hazy, blurry dream, your arms find their way around him, holding him like he’s fragile, another first.

He doesn’t say You’re enough for me, or You deserve the world, or anything dramatic.

Instead he says, “Can I buy you dinner?” And, “I’m sorry,” and “It’s been too long.”

And he says “I love you.”

He already asked the others, calling them each on his drive to you. Asked like he was young, if it was okay. Santi knew none of them had fallen in love with her, because even he hadn’t. But he had to ask for their permission as much as yours, to try to win you back.

They were more guarded than you, wary of his passion.

It takes time, and work.

He stays up later than he should talking with Benny about everything and nothing, hands nervously putting together snacks. When the younger man holds you, Santi teaches himself to join, to be held and hold you both. It feels good, which feels like guilt.

He works on that, too.

Frankie and him never talk about it. For weeks he thought his oldest friend had understood, more of less forgiven him without a word. One day they’re out for lunch, and his eyes flicker at the waitress, tucking her hair behind her ear. When he returns his gaze to the man across him, his blood runs cold. It’s been years since he’s seen furious determination brewing in Frankie’s dark, caring eyes, but it’s there now and he hates it. It takes discipline, to watch how he’s perceived as closely as he watched his intentions, but he does it.

It was easier than winning Will back.

“How long has your logic been shit?” Has your heart been in the wrong place this whole damn time?

“I just got on the wrong path, Ironhead.”

“Like hell you did,” his eyes were ice. “You let that happen.”

It would’ve been easier if he punched him. This wasn’t a kiss and make up moment either. The work ended up being long talks while you forced them to drive to pick you up when your car broke down the town over. Forcing words out being so honest it hurt, until has heart and throat felt raw. Making Will understand it was out of his own fears. Showing him how he was fixing it.

And weeks of letting with watch him again, eyes not missing a single touch or flinch or moment between you all. Actions to reinforce his words.

It hurt, but infinitely less than feeling distant from you all to begin with.

Will and your Catfish bring it up with you, one sunday afternoon as you tuck yourself between them and let their hands trace your skin.

“How are you doing?”

“I don’t know, Will. Better, I think. I missed him.”

Frankie places a row of warm kisses down the side of your neck.

“He missed you too. It’s Pope, he’s... he’s scared, love.”

“I don’t know if I believe that, yet.”

Ironhead grumbles at your confession, his big fingers squeezing the meat of your thigh.

“You gave him another chance, but you’re holding back. What does your gut say?”

“Unreliable - I’m in love with him.”

His head pops up and he kisses you before half-smiling. Frankie’s hand finds one of his, and they share a look.

“Can we tell you, querida? What we’ve seen.”

“Some objective evidence,” Will kisses you again.

“He loves us.” Another kiss.

“You.”

It’s quiet as Santi flips through his latest files. The evening air is cool, and he should be getting ready for bed but you’re not home yet, and they’re all milling about waiting. You texted them how tired you were, what an awful evening you had.

“It should just be another couple of minutes,” Will says, and Frankie checks his watch. Ben wanders to the kitchen and they can hear him mixing hot chocolate.

When you walk through the front door, they fold you in their arms. Santi holds back, doubt still nagging at his mind. You let him back in, let him take you don't dates, but you didn’t fit together any more. He was running out of ways to communicate with you.

But you slump over, gently pushing aside his files and placing his laptop away before replacing it with yourself. Molding into him you sigh, and almost instantly fall asleep.

You’re small and vulnerable in his arms and the weight on his legs feels like trust.

The air in the room shifts, lighter, more breathable than it’s been in months. Adoring, proud eyes watch, and he wants to cry.

For the first time maybe ever, he’s sure that everything is going to be okay.

The bar was mercifully quite that evening, and if made it easy for you to find your love. A small, familiar feeling tugged in your gut as you made your way over to him, eyes on the waitress who was leaning over him with unwholesome intentions.

Then the feeling settled, and was replace with a warmer feeling. She was putting down a tray that had your order on it, and Santi was thanking her, distracted checking your message on his phone.

“Hey, handsome,” you said, the warm feeling spreading throughout your chest. “Can we actually get out of here?”

His brown eyes were big, dark lashes catching the low lights as he stared at you. Somewhere in his mind, he thought too protest because your drink just got there, but the words stuck on his tongue.

“Yeah... yeah of course, baby,” He signaled for the check before standing to draw you in his arms. Saying no to you had never really been an option.

The two of you barely made it to his truck before your hands were all over each other. You liked the feel of him, pinning you against the metal frame, the desperate way he kissed you.

Pope was saying something about how you looked so fucking sexy, needing him so badly you couldn’t wait. You couldn’t concentrate on them.

“Pope,” you said against his skin, sliding your hands under his shirt. In response, he only made a soft groaning noise and increases his urgency.

"Santi," you tried again, before your own gasp cut you off.

"Santi - fuck - Santiago!"

The look he gave you was that of a dog, when you held the treat just out of reach.

"I'm yours," you said, pulling his head in to press against your forehead. "And you," you kissed him, hard, fingers gripping his beautiful curls. "Are mine."

"Fuck," you could feel his heartbeat, his pulse, he was pressing into you so hard, like he wanted to blur where he ended and you began. You knew he understood.

"I am," he said into your skin again and again that evening. Not selfish position, a promise and a proclamation: "I'm yours."

"I'm yours."

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