#to have a day where i don't have to go anywhere would be fucking amazing
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i simultaneously am really great at putting up boundaries and really shit. my body and mind are literally screaming at me to just hole up and isolate for a few days to GET SOME FUCKING RESPITE but my morals are like 'what do your exams mean in comparison to xyz' and i always come up with 'nothing'
#i love my friends i would never do this otherwise#but my introverted ass can't anymore#and i swear the fact that i am almost burned out rn is related to the fact that my best friend has slept over 8/10 nights#with stopping by all other days#which is fine and i would never tell her no bc the alternative to her being at my place sucks so much more than anything it's doing to me#but at the same time GOD i want peace and quiet and just some time alone to myself with my thoughts#same thing with a friend of mine who is scared because she has to get surgery#to have a day where i don't have to go anywhere would be fucking amazing#but she is scared and has every right to be and i KNOW that i'm the person in her life that she is counting on to remember her when she die#like that is essentially the premise of our entire relationship so of course i will drive to the hospital to visit her#saying no would be a cruelty i could never put her through#and i guess i want to scream into the void about it bc it'd destroy the people around me to know that i'm ignoring my boundaries for them#but i also can't just take a day of to relax bc i have a (luckily not graded) exam on Monday an important deadline on the 12th#and a terrifying exam on the 16th
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sal fisher headcanons
i've literally never been so horrendously down bad for a character before.. so i HAD to share my head canons for sal :3
CW: NSFW AHEAD!!
fluff <3
♡ he would try to teach you guitar, even if you arent very good at it...
♡ if you have sh scars, he'd kiss them over and over and over again, no matter where they are
♡ blushes over everything you do, any little touch you give him, he gets flustered over
♡ "ummmmm... uhh- i- well.. umm"
♡ he loves giving you things. for whatever reason, he's always gifting you small trinkets to show his love for you. his favorite excuse for buying you something is "it reminded me of you!"
♡ not the kinda guy who goes for looks. no matter how 'ugly' you think you are, he'll wholeheartedly see you as the most beautiful person in the world.
♡ with that being said.. he'd definitely stop in his tracks if he saw a cutie :3
♡ (IT'S YOU, YOU'RE THE CUTIE. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS HIS TYPE. GOD, HOW ARE YOU SO PERFECT FOR HIM??)
♡ if you ever mention something in a conversation (a band you like, a cool movie you just watched or a book you read, etc.) he's definitely going home and learning all he can about it.
♡ wholesome romance like those in the romcom movies
♡ "i love everybody because i love you" /ref /ly
♡ would totally let you paint his nails, do his hair, anything like that. he loves when you make him feel pretty <3
♡ doesn't want anyone to know this, but he loves wearing your clothes. like, you know the whole "wearing you bf's jacket/hoodie" thing? that's what he wants, but with your clothes.
♡ obviously he won't deny you his hoodie, but deep down he's waiting for you to give him yours
♡ LOVES giving long, deep, passionate hugs. hugs and cuddle sessions that can go on for an hour. he loves squeezing you against him, it makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside; being so close to someone he loves so much
♡ he WILL sniff you. he can't get enough of your scent. at first he was scared you would think it was weird, but now he does it freely. he's a very sensual person, and because of his disability (possibly impaired sight?), he often relies on his other senses to soak up every little piece of you.
♡ he loves wrapping you in his arms, cradling and comforting you if he knows you need it.
♡ he's excellent at reading you. he feels like he knows you best. despite being someone who can't really show his emotions through his expressions, he's amazing at reading yours.
♡ you don't even have to tell him anythings wrong. he knows when you need a hug.
nsfw :3
♡ definitely has a mommy kink. argue with the wall.
♡ it just slipped out one day.. you were riding him, making him feel good and warm, and all of a sudden he let out a small "m-mommy..!"
♡ that being said, he LOVES having you on top of him
♡ while you're straddling him, he grabs you by your hips to make sure you're not going anywhere
♡ very shy + whimpering mess
♡ the kind to not know where to put his hands
♡ that doesn't mean he sometimes doesn't have a dom side to him...
♡ he's definitely a giver. he prioritizes your pleasure before his own
♡ he's insecure about his ability to turn you on, make you cum, etc. he always tries his hardest to make you feel good, and lets just say it always works :3
♡ jerks off to the thought of you more than he would like to admit
♡ has a VERY vivid imagination.
♡ oh god the things he thinks about doing to you are almost to embarrassing for him to admit
♡ very sweet and loving the whole time. he's huge on praise, and would rather die than ever make you uncomfortable. your sessions are filled with millions of
"are you liking that?"
"you're doing so good for me."
"are you okay with this?"
"you feel amazing (y/n)"
♡ he needs 100% confirmation on your dirty suggestions. you could make a hint, but won't act on it until he's absolutely sure you mean it (obviously you always do, but god is this boy insecure.)
♡ doesn't seem like it, but will fuck you like a rabbit. it's always the quiet, sweet boys who are the dirtiest behind closed doors :3
♡ likes being bitten. idk. idc. IDGAF.
#this is my first post you guys im scared#sally face#sally face smut#sally face headcanons#sal fisher#sal fisher x y/n#sal fisher headcanons#sal fisher x you#sally face x reader#sally face fluff#sal fisher smut#sal fisher fluff#character headcanons#headcanon
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childhood friends to lovers
tom x fem!reader
cw: fingering, oral (m and f!recieving), risky sex, hickies, etc.
• after you woke up in toms arms, he was awake. brushing his fingers through your hair and humming to you. you just stared up at him, while he was smiling at you.
• let's just say it ended up in some very intimate kissing. after that, you two became official. the fan girls were extremely upset, and you almost got jumped a couple times but Tom basically goes everywhere with you, so it wasn't a problem.
• toms relationship with you is very different from the relationship he had with other girls. you got to see sides of him that fangirls didn't get to see.
• tom got your name tattooed on his hands, something about "whenever I'm playing guitar, I'll think of you, blah blah blah." it was cute though
• when you two were just friends, he would go to the store and buy you pads/tampons. but now that he's your boyfriend. he goes ALL out. pads, tampons, chocolate, soda, chips, heating pad, rice sock, fast food. literally whatever you want, he will get it.
• makes you sandwiches all the time but it can be a 50/50 kind of thing. sometimes they're absolutely delicious and other times they're just disgusting 💀💀
• on stage, if you're doing a solo, he'll come up behind you and wrap his arms around you and kiss your neck. basically doing anything to tease the living he'll out of you.
• he tones out the flirting with fangirls because he doesn't want to make you feel bad and he just doesn't feel the need to do it anymore. he's totally infatuated with you now.
• you guys go schwimming together at pools and he puts you on his shoulders and schwims around.
• he carries you on his shoulders around set whenever you want. he also enjoys it because he can feel your "warmth" 😟
• is always holding your hand. he loves how much smaller your hand is and how it fits perfectly in his.
• I don't remember where I heard this, so I might be wrong. but I remember hearing something about tom liking taller girls (Heidi is 5'9 so) but he loves that he doesn't have to break his back just to kiss you.
• he tried to make you a cake for your birthday and actually did it. it looked awful, but it tasted amazing. plus it's the thought that counts 🥺
• you two give eachother massages all the time but toms a little shit and will make the timer go faster so your massage is way quicker than his 😒 like this but without Monica's horrible massage 😭
• buys you lingerie sets in your favorite colors and sits on your bed as you try them on for him
• bakes with you all the time and has so much fun. cookies, cakes, muffins, cupcakes. you guys make georg, gustav and bill try out everything you make.
�� you guys have sex at least once a day if you're both into it. doesn't matter where bc he likes risk. closet, on set, in a public bathroom. literally almost anywhere. idk if this is true but tom once got caught doing on a train by his mom 😭
• he's more of a receiver than a giver but he still loves going down on you. but he can't help it that your blow jobs feel so fucking good. but he's a good boyfriend, so if you guys have time he'll go down on you after you've sucked him off.
• you guys have gotten caught having sex by georg, gustav and bill so many times you can't even count it on your fingers. there also have been times where tom doesn't stop fucking you even if they walk in.
• he's fingered you until the table before during interviews and finds it hilarious watching you try and hide your facial expressions. plus he can't go to fast or else everything will hear
• after sex, you basically have hickies everywhere. on your legs, thighs, stomach, back, ass, boobs, neck, E-V-E-R-Y-W-H-E-R-E.
• tom is a boobs and ass guy. he loves leaving hickies on both of them and would suck on your tits all day if you could.
• he loves doggy style because he gets to watch your back arch and slap your ass. he always has one of his hands on your hip and the other rubbing harsh figure eights on your clit. he'll also pull at your hair and lean down to whisper dirty things in your ear.
• tom isn't a switch at all, even though some people think he is. which is why it's super hard for me to write sub tom. because he is a dom all the way. even when he isn't on top, he's always in control.
• he loves how sexy you look on top of him riding him. he's super fucking cocky, so he has his hands folded behind his head and is just laying there watching you bounce up and down on his cock.
• he'll only move his hands if he sees you faltering and you need help. but even then, he makes you beg for his help.
• but once you do, hid hands will be gripped to your hips and he's sat up now pulling you up and down his cock.
• he will face fuck you whenever you give him a blow job if you aren't going fast enough. bonus points if you don't have a gag reflex and then he can just feel his cock sliding down your throat with ease. (also am I the only one who gets extremely turned off by gagging? like the sound of it is totally gross idk why guys are turned on by it)
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@mikalame heres pt 2 for the dating hcs!
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NSFW // KNY characters who take their pussy rare.
CW / Period blood / blood play / degradation/ (DOUMA) reader is viewed as livestock/ BDSM dynamics (Dom+submissive)
DOUMA
-Of course Douma eats it bloody. That's like, his whole character theme.
-I think Douma has a particular fondness, in fact, for bloody pussy.
-He can smell your hormones pulsing with each cramp. You're aching and pleading not to be touched too rough, and Douma is just shaking with excitement.
-he would never. Have you no faith?
-He's certain blood is actually better than your typical wetness. Says you're tighter when you're cramping. His dick slides better in your lining.
-Has an array of things set up to catch your blood for later. He has jars of it at this point. Keeps it on ice. You don't see him use them ever- You just know they're there, and notice when one dissapears.
-The worst part is that he assures you he doesn't drink them. Those would never be for him, absolutely not. He doesn't have leftovers, silly.
-You don't know where your blood is going, or who it's going into, but he keeps you too fucked out to care regardless.
-'Ah- Another one? Did you know, when you contract, You're pushing all the good stuff out of your womb?'
-He's saying this with you sat on his face. You don't quite hear him, and it takes a moment for you to grasp just what he's saying.
-If you knew him better, which you don't, you'd know he's talking about the actual lining of your wall. He views a womb as a particularly sacred delicacy. As if he's eating a holy relic of sorts.
-So of course he'll take whatever comes from it. It's like a cow with milk. When you stop bleeding, he'll eat the rest of you, but you've got quite a bit of life left to live cushy and pampered.
-He believes this bizarre little practice keeps him at upper two after all. Your bloody cunt is the closest he gets to religion, in a way. Women are so fascinating, with your ready to eat buffets for demons, and that dumb little button you have that makes you crave that?
-If he believed in God, he would be sure the menstrual cycle was a divine design, made especially with him in mind. Not only are you lethargic and aching, but he gets to bully you, and you're supplying him food?
SEKIDO
-One of them has to batter you back into submission when you're like this, and none of them seem anywhere near as capable as Sekido. Or as enthusiastic.
-You're a bit nippy during your period. The four understand this much. The other three seem content, in some capacity, to let you run your mouth. Sekido doesn't like being disrespected in any capacity.
-His clones encourage him to behave... not kindly, but mean in other, more helpful ways.
-It's really hard for him to not eat you whole, starting with the meat of your inner thighs. Your moans ground him, but also bring him dark thoughts.
-Would you moan if he started tearing through your flesh?
-He becomes the only one allowed to fuck you on the first day of your period. That's his bull to handle. His pussy to make a mess of. He plays it off as though he's handling an unwelcome task, but he's very quick to deny anyone else the right.
-Will degrade you if you enjoy it even a smidge.
-'Are you moaning? Disgusting! This isn't the time for hysterics!'
-Shocked and amazed when your cramps actually do lessen. Was entirely lying for the bit and doesn't believe you when you say you're feeling just slightly better.
-Is driven to a near frenzy when you cum and a drop of blood slips down to your taint. He's not wasteful.
-He's more upset at how much he enjoys it compared to how much you enjoy it. He shouldn't enjoy something so disgusting, and he assures you he's not, but his lips are covered in your blood, and it's really hard to take him seriously.
TENGEN
-four wives, one for each blood type. He jokes he knows how each tastes and can tell the difference by smell alone.
-Very public about this. Not shy to admit to his tastes. He pleases his wives constantly, let it be known that something as small as blood would never prevent him from such an important task.
-If he sees even one of you cramping, he's got you on the ground or the flat of the nearest surface to fix it. He hates seeing you in pain and will do anything in his power to circumvent it. His tongue is definitely within his power.
-Tells you that his seed really is a cure all, he isn't wrong. The warm liquid splattering up against your sore cervix- It's almost comforting in a way. Cooling, even.
-Loves fingering you, too. Places the softest, warmest hand just barely on your stomach, because it hurts so bad, but you tug it to your uterus everytime. A nice heating pad while he works out all the awful things.
-'Ah, does that feel better? I know it hurts, let your lord take care of it.'
-Such a service top it's almost sickening. Living with the three others, and having you sync up? Tengen has had more than one busy day.
-Will cockwarm you if need be. The sex is gentle in comparison. It can get rough if so desired. After the really bad cramps, he's willing to push aside any mess to let you chase your high.
-His thighs look really pretty covered in blood.
-He's his wives personal fuck toy, and he takes pride in that. Especially if they go from aching and exhausted to cumming and overjoyed. Helps them get back on the job.
-Tengen actually enjoys the blood as well. Thinks it adds a certain- artistic flare to your pussy. And to his dick.
AKAZA
-Eats pussy for his own enjoyment. At your service, hand and foot, 25/8- Does not care what state your vagina is in, he's just grateful to be here.
-A very calm lover. A very calming lover, as well. Doesn't care about taste, smell, visual- barely even cares how he got there. All that matters is that he's doing his job, and he's fulfilling your wishes.
-Such a service bottom it is UNDENIABLY sickening. Zero regard for his own pleasure, entirely subservient.
-See Guard dog and wounded master. Willing to lick the blood from any given wound if he believes it to help. Wishes his spit was healing because seeing you like this is gut wrenching to him. He isn't sure why, but he know it hurts.
-Kitten licks to your clit. He doesn't care if his tongue gets tired. His thumbs massage your lips, keeping your ass elevated at just the right height to make all of it fade away.
-Begs you to come even if he knows how hard that must be given the circumstances. Can't bare to see you in pain anymore than this.
-The head boarders on high. He's chocked you full of any and every pain killer from the time. As it works it's way through your veins, the soft pampering to your pussy becomes borderline overstimulating.
-He thinks you're squirming from pain, so he tries even harder to make it feel better. You can't stop cumming once you start.
-You're in tears under his tongue, and he's lapping up every drop of blood your pussy has to offer. It's euphoric for him, in a way. This was a large point of contention between the two of you. Never wanting to be eaten, and yet being satisfied in such a gluttonous way.
-When you push his head away, he looks up at you with a cakey, pink face. His eyes wide and wondering.
-'Was I too rough?' And when you shake your head no, and your voice sounds all too content, he can't help but smile. With his reddened, cum and blood covered lips, he looks a little too perfect.
-'That makes me happy.'
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If You Need To Be Mean | Matt Murdock x Reader
PART 1 of The Vault
See this post for more information on my Valentine's Day Special & Follower Celebration
Pairing: Matt Murdock x Reader
Summary: Matt can't take another step, but you won't let him fall apart on his own. And if he needs to be mean, he should be mean to you.
Warnings: Angst, self-loathing, hurt/comfort
A/n: This is the first installment of my follower celebration and Valentine's special. This is a more recent fic I wrote, but it's been in the vault for a couple weeks. I just wish I could hug him as Karen did because the one hug he got throughout the show was not nearly enough. I wrote this because of the scene captured in the gif below and got inspired by a certain set of lyrics in the song I Don't Smoke by Mitski. Enjoy this, and Happy Valentine's Day, you lovely people! Go hug someone you care about. Spend time with friends. Be nice to each other. And don't forget to love each other.
He’s so fucking soft.
He doesn’t look like it—this muscular, stoic force of a man who carries himself with a confidence that leaves the people around him speechless.
He doesn’t look like the kind of man who would be soft. But you know him, and you know that no man could possibly be more gentle, more caring, and more vulnerable than Matt is when it comes to the one he loves and trusts more than anything in this godforsaken world.
His undying devotion for you has turned him into an open book. Your fingers read the scars on his skin like Braille. When you look into his unfocused hazel eyes, analyzing the specks of forest green inside them whenever the sun hits his irises just right, you see the man behind the iron mask he wears to shield his fragile heart from the world.
You’re well aware of the hurt he has been through in the past, the hell he walked through to get where he is now, and you have never admired someone more than you do him. You have never felt more willing to surrender your entire being to another person because, in return, he offered you all of him. He did not do so from the beginning; it took Matt a while, but when his facade finally cracked and he broke down at your feet, you were more than willing to catch him.
On broken knees and bloody palms, he would crawl home to you. He would walk the same path Jesus walked with the heavy cross on his back if it meant holding you one last time. And he would die for you.
He proved that time and time again, and you had never been so scared as when you thought the love of your life would never make it back home to you. That you would never get to see his smile again or feel his arms around you. You knew then that what you two have could only be true love.
Whenever he touches you, your world is set on fire. It’s his way of seeing you. Feeling your pulse, feeling your skin, touching your face—he wants to memorize every inch of you every day, embracing all the changes he finds along the way and loving you even more for it.
You would go anywhere he goes, even if that meant following him to the end of the earth and jumping into the abyss with him; you would do it. You would do it all if only you could stay with him forever. At times, it’s sickening how deep your love runs, and how attached you are to him, but no one has made you feel this way before him.
He makes you feel wanted, cherished, and desired. He proves to you how amazing you are every day, and when he forgets—when he pushes you away or gets lost in his head and you have to pull him back from the edge he doesn’t fall off again, he repents for what he believes to be the greatest sin he could ever commit, which is hurting you. Breaking your heart. But you have not left him, and you do not plan on doing so. Ever. You told him as much.
Matt Murdock is as endlessly devoted to you as you are to him.
You get to his vulnerable—his shattered—side in different ways on different days. Sometimes, he needs to cry, and sometimes he just needs to be mean. He needs to be mean, and he needs to beat someone up, but there come days when beating up someone else isn’t enough, and he takes it out on himself. Those days are the worst.
He’s not infallible, and he’s not perfect, but you can’t stand to see him hurting. He doesn’t deserve it, no matter how badly he insists that he does.
You can tell that he just wants to scream sometimes. You fight, you argue, but never when he’s feeling his worst. When he’s feeling his worst, Matt bottles it up. He bottles it up to the point he beats his fists bloody at Fogwell's Gym, needing you to patch him up after. He doesn’t even cry when you kiss his knuckles. He doesn’t cry when he accidentally opens them back up and it burns so badly, his cheeks turn red from the sheer agony.
Sometimes, we all need to cry, but Matt hates doing it in front of you. He hates taking it out on you. And he would rather blame and hurt himself than drag you down with him, which is something that you wish you could take away from him, but you never know how. All you can do is react when he finally spreads himself open for you. All you can do is hold him when he lets you, but more often than not, that is more than enough for this broken man you feel honored to be able to call yours. Only yours.
You’re standing in the doorway to his bedroom, wearing nothing but his shirt. The fabric carries his scent, mixing with yours on your bare skin.
It’s not a sexual thing. Not tonight. Not most nights, either. You wear his clothes and use his shampoo because you know how sensitive he is, and whenever you’re with him, you want him to be comfortable. When you smell like the both of you instead of the world outside of the four walls of his home, he can melt into you. No distractions, no limits, just the two of you, together.
Matt walks through the front door, dropping his bag by the door and his keys in the bowl. He tears the glasses off his face, having left indentations on the bridge of his nose from how long he had been wearing them all day. He has a black eye, and without his glasses, he fears that their clients at Nelson, Murdock, and Page might feel discouraged to come to them if they saw him purple and bruised.
You understand where he’s coming from, but he’s suffering. You want nothing more than to ease that suffering. To be good to him. For him. With him.
You look at him and you see a beautiful vase. A vase that was dropped on expensive marble floors and shattered into a million tiny pieces. Now, someone has to glue those pieces back together because the vase is too precious to let go to waste. You see a man who has been wearing a mask all day, every day, and all night, too—an invisible one that has nothing to do with the physical battles he fights for Hell’s Kitchen after the sun sets.
Matt feels like he is losing all control. Your concern only adds to his mental load. You try to hide it, but he is a bloodhound. He can smell, hear, and feel everything. Every little change in your behavior gets noticed, and you can’t hide how you feel about him.
The grabby hands of the outside world refuse to let him go. He can’t tune it out. It’s written all over your face. And you feel so utterly helpless, you could cry. You want to cry for him.
You exhale a soft sigh when he approaches you. “Matt,” you murmur.
He sniffs. His eyes glisten in the soft yellow luminance of the Billboard outside, projecting a tragic beauty onto your beaten hero.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he answers, his voice cracking halfway through one simple word.
“So, everything?” you ask.
“Yeah,” Matt nods, “Every-fucking-thing.”
His invisible mask falls to the ground, and with it, his defenses crumble.
“I, uh…I can’t–” He steps in front of you, and his bottom lip quivers with the weight of a thousand different emotions that flicker like a burnt-out candle. “I can’t do this alone anymore,” he says.
Your heart breaks. He’s towering over you, yet all he wants is to fall into you. You have to catch him before it’s too late.
A tear rolls down his cheek. “I don’t know what to do. I can’t...I can’t take another step.”
“You’re not alone,” you whisper. “And you don’t have to–you don’t have to take another step if you don’t want to. You can take a break. You can breathe. It’s okay, baby. It’s okay.”
Matt falls into your open arms. You close them around him instantly, chest-to-chest, heart-to-heart. His sobs reverberate in your ear, and the salt of your tears mingles with his on the skin above your collarbone.
Your fingers tangle in his hair and ball into a tight fist. You can’t let him go. He would fall apart if you did. “You’re gonna be okay,” your voice remains barely above a whisper. The cadence resembles a soft wave of vibrations that shake him to his very core. “You hear me?” you say. “You’re gonna be okay. I’ve got you, and I’m not going anywhere. Ever.”
He grunts.
“You always think that you have to function, but you don’t. The city may need you, but you need yourself even more. You can take a step back.”
The muscles in your shoulders protest when he digs his fingers in with such force that it almost makes your knees buckle. This is the storm he so often keeps from you because he’s afraid it might hurt you, but you can weather it. You can weather it for and with him. The pain is worth it if it means that he gets what he needs. If he needs to cling to you like a lifeline, you will stand still and bear it. Your love for him knows no bounds.
Feeling you flinch, Matt’s grip on you loosens. You’re not having any of it. You pull him closer by the waist, and you say, “If you need to be mean, be mean to me.”
“Stop it,” his words resemble a strangled groan.
“No. Let it out.” You sound so earnest, the truth becomes hard to miss. “I can take it.”
“Please.”
You shush him. He’s crushing you under his weight, but that is exactly what you wanted. Your arms are his shelter, his solace, and everything he needs to survive.
The tsunami of emotions wrecks him, and he cries like he has never cried before. Through all of it, you are his unwavering pillar of calm. His lifeline. The one thing that remains consistent, and the only thing he can always count on.
He’s so soft. The world doesn’t deserve him, and you will spend the rest of your life trying to protect his heart with your own.
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Dandelions: Sukuna Ryomen x Reader
His heart beats only for you while yours beats for someone else, so he made a wish on a dandelion, hoping it would come true.
Context/Warnings: Fem!Reader, Soft!Sukuna, swearing, unrequited love, flower language, a bit suggestive
Wc: 2.7k
Part 2
It's not like he wanted to fall in love with you. It was actually your fault. You weaseled your way into his life and then his heart. If only you had left him alone, then none of this would have happened. But you were too god damn stubborn to leave him alone. It was all your fault.
It was so stupid how he fell in love with you. Sukuna absolutely hated cliché stuff. And here he is going through the stereotypical cliché plot. He even told you how much he hated it. He remembers telling you how he rather die than read those stupid romance books you like to read. They were full of stupid plot with disgusting mushy feelings. Basically, it's the same thing in every story. He always felt like his ears were going to fall off listening to you talk about those stories. Recently, you started to read this one-shot called Dandelion. Something about a guy having unrequited feelings for a girl for years and the girl liking someone else.
Absolutely fucking ridiculous.
Sukuna remembers how he met you. It was a few years ago, back when they were still in school. He was minding his own business and then you fucking popped out of nowhere. He wouldn't tell you but you scared the shit out of him when you suddenly appeared.
"Yknow, smoking is bad for you."
He turned around to see you at the door smiling.
"Y'know, not minding your own fucking business is bad for you," he scoffed. "Get out of here. This is my spot."
You walked up to him and snatched the cigarette away. You tossed it onto the ground and put out the light.
"They can cause many health problems," you say as you crossed your arms. "And I don’t see your name anywhere on this rooftop."
He glared at you– "Listen here, you brat. What I do has absolutely nothing to do with you. So skip along to your friends and go bother them instead."
"What if you are my friend?" You said smugly. Your eyes were shining with mischief. "And since you said to go bother my friends, that's what I'm doing."
"You must think you're so fucking funny," he snarled at you.
You put your hands on your waist– "I am actually very funny."
He took a step towards you and towered over you. "Leave."
You looked up at him with a deadpan expression.
"No."
"Last warning. Leave."
"Make me."
News flash – He wasn’t able to get rid of you. He was unsuccessful no matter what he did.
You decided to bother him every single god damn day. Somehow, you always showed up at the rooftop whenever he was there. You just wouldn't leave him alone, so he decided to ditch the rooftop. To say he failed was something he didn’t want to admit. He didn't fail. He just decided to ignore you. But then you showed up in front of his classroom. You somehow found his classroom.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance and quickly tried to leave before you could catch up to him.
Mission escaping the brat– failed.
You were a fast little thing. You immediately caught up to him and were now walking side by side with him. This caused a lot of people in the hallway to stare at both of you. You two were an unexpected duo to see together.
"Sukunaaaaaaa"
Great. You even found out his name. Amazing. Whoever told you his information is dead. He's going to kill them.
"Sukuna, if you keep looking like that, you'll end up being super ugly. No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."
Sukuna turned around to face you– "You trying to pick a fucking figh–"
He wasn’t able to finish his sentence as you stuffed a mochi in his mouth. Where the fuck did that mochi come from?!
He quickly chewed the mochi and swallowed.
"Did you fu–"
"Was it good?" You quickly interrupted. "It's a new flavor that came out recently. A friend gave me some to try."
"I don't car–"
"It was a limited edition sale. My friend camped outside the shop for a whole day just to buy all the stocks."
You continued talking about it, and Sukuna wanted to just smack you. You were so annoying.
"I am going to smack you if you keep talking."
You immediately stopped talking and walking. You looked up at him and grinned mischievously.
"Wow, Sukuna. Didn't know you were kinky like that. It's ok, though! I like it rough, but take me out to dinner first. Bedroom activities can come later~"
This caused him to explode in anger. You were teasing him. He immediately stomped away from you. He could hear you laughing as you tried to catch up to him. Fuck. You were annoying as hell. Sassy and challenging him in every way.
Your eyes were gleaming with mischief. Did you have to say that? Now he wanted to put you in your place. Bend you over under him and–
Oh fuck. Now you implanted a curse in his head. Fucking minx.
After months of you constantly pestering him, he grew used to your presence. He started to enjoy it. Wait, no. He meant he was just tolerating you.
Yeah. That's right. He's just tolerating you.
"Sukuna! Stop!!!"
Sukuna immediately halted– "What's goin–"
"You almost stepped on some dandelions," you say as you knelt down to the floor.
Sukuna felt like he was going to pop a vein. He can't believe you stopped him for a weed. Can you let he walk to a restaurant in peace?! It was fucking Saturday. He should have never allowed you to follow him home back then.
"Are you fucking joking with me right now?" He looked down at you as you pluck the dandelion. "You stopped me for a fucking weed?"
"First of all, it's a flow–"
"It's a fucking weed."
"It's a flower!" You huffed. "And it's a wishing flower! You make a wish and then blow away the seeds!"
"Great, now you've gone crazy. Just the thing I need from you. As if you're not annoying enough."
"I have not gone crazy! People make wishes on dandelions!"
"And do you know if any of them got fulfilled?" He raised his eyebrow at you. "And I'm sure the people you talk of are kids."
"Well um–" You try to think of something to say as a comeback but come up with nothing.
He smiled smugly– "That's what I thought."
"That's not the point!" You quickly shoved a dandelion in front of his face.
"Get that weed away from my face. I'm starving for food, and you're stopping me for a weed."
"Geez, stop being a party pooper," you sulked. "Make a wish! Maybe it will come true and prove you wrong!"
"I am not going to do something so childish," he said as he pushed your hand away.
"I'll buy lunch!"
Sukuna stopped and thought about it for a second before saying– "And dinner."
If he was going to indulge in your childish antics and look like an idiot, he better get something out of it.
You reluctantly agreed, and he snatched the dandelion out of your hands. He made a wish and then blew the dandelion seeds away.
"There. Made my wish. Now I hope your wallet is ready."
"Whatever, you glutton! What did you wish for?"
"None of your fucking business brat."
The two of you spent a lot of time together. You eventually introduced Sukuna to your other friends. Which surprised Sukuna because at this point, with the amount of time you came and bothered him, he believed that your friends were imaginary.
A girl named Shoko Ieiri, who looks like she's sleep deprived. A guy named Suguru Geto, who, in his opinion, looks weird. Why is he smiling like that!? And finally, a guy named Satoru Gojo. He was the worst out of all your friends. He didn't do anything to him, but just looking at him makes Sukuna want to get rid of him. Cut him in half. Sukuna didn't understand exactly why until he looked at you, looking at him.
Although Sukuna personally knew nothing about love, he knew what he saw. He seen enough people do what they do when in love. He heard enough about the stupid love stories you like to read. He can see it in your eyes when you look at your friend. You liked him.
The way your eyes light up whenever he comes toward you. The way your cheeks start to turn red with a small blush. The way you nervously play with your hands. The smile you give whenever you're around him. A smile that can rival the sun. He felt a pain blossom in his chest as he clenched his fist. These are things he has never seen or gotten from you before.
He hated everything that was going on right now. He hated the way you would sneak glances at him when you think no one was looking. The way you lean into his touch. The way you looked at him with pure adoration and love.
He absolutely hated it.
It took a while for Sukuna to understand why he hated Gojo so much. Why just the sight of Gojo annoyed him. And it's all your fault.
He didn't even know when these feelings started. Was it when you guys first met and you stood your ground with him? Was it when you teased him? Was it when you kept bothering him? Was it when you guys would go out for lunch or dinner together? Was it when he took care of you when you were sick? Did he fall for your looks? Your personality? Was it because of the times you've spent together?
Fuck. He was pissed. Here he is, catching those disgusting mushy feelings for you. Something he sweared would have never happened, and he doesn’t even know how it even happened.
"Fucking hell," Sukuna sighs as he run his hand through his hair.
It should be fine, right? He'll just ignore this. Move on like he didn't realize he fell in love with you somewhere along this journey. These feelings won't last anyway. It will disappear soon. You liked someone else, too, so it should be easy to move on. Right?
Fucking wrong. He's never been more wrong in his life.
All of you have graduated and are now doing your own thing. You all meet up regularly to hang out. Although Sukuna made an effort to see you daily as much as possible–
Wait, no. Correction: He sees you daily because he knows you'll do something stupid if he wasn't watching over you. Nothing else, really.
It's not like Sukuna had trouble moving on. He's not dreaming about you daily. He doesn't want you. It's not like that at all. He obviously moved on from you while you still liked Gojo. No point in these feelings since they're a nuisance.
Deep down, even if he ignores it, he knows he still likes you. But it's not like you'll ever look his way like the way you look at Gojo. Unless an opportunity arrives and it just so happens to arrive. That opportunity came knocking at his door, and he isn't going to let it slip away.
After years watching you love someone else, now he is watching you get your heart broken by that same person. Honestly, he never understood why you fell in love with this guy. That guy was a child in a man's body. Like, who even drinks those sugary, coma-inducing drinks??
But here you are smiling through the pain. He saw small tears forming in your eyes before you quickly wiped them away and said there was dust in your eyes. Others may not notice it, but he does. He saw the hurt in your eyes when Gojo told them that he fell in love at first sight with someone.
Great. Now he wants to murder Gojo even more now for hurting you.
However, he can't help but feel happy? Relief? He doesn't know what he felt. He just knew that an opportunity was given. But he isn't going to be a shitty person and confess to you right when you got your heart broken. He'll wait until you heal. If you ever will. After all, he had already kept his feelings to himself for years. What's wrong with waiting a bit more?
He could make you happy. He would give it his god damn all to make you happy. He would never hurt you. He wouldn't make you cry. At least not cry in a sad way. You crying under him, though, is a different story–
He quickly shakes his head to get rid of that thought. He's getting distracted. You got him wrapped around your fingers, and you don't even know it. He couldn't help but sigh. He really is still in love with you.
He watches as you and Geto try to give Gojo advice on how to win over the person he likes.
"You're an idiot," he interrupted.
He stared at Gojo as he said it, but it was meant for you and himself, really. Both of you two are idiots. Both of you have unrequited love, like in those shitty stories you read. He really is living in the stupid cliché plot he hates. And it's all your fault.
A few months have passed since then. He knew you had mostly moved on. He can still see the hurt sometimes, but it's fading. He knew he should make a move soon. After all, if he doesn't, what if someone else approaches you? But he also knows that just because you moved on doesn't mean you'll see him as he sees you. So he's willing to wait for that day. The day you look at him the way he looks at you.
So here he is. Standing in front of a flower shop. Looking extremely out of place. If you told his past self that he fell in love with you and is now trying to pursue you, he can see his past self attempting murder. He really can't believe he's going to order flowers.
He took a few deep breaths and walked in.
The minute he walked in, a florist greets him– "Hello sir! How may we help you today?"
"Can you make me a boutique?"
"Of course, sir! What type of flowers would you like for the boutique?"
He wanted something to convey his feelings and message. He's done some research about flowers and their meaning. Many websites showed different things, but he eventually settled for one.
"I want..."
When he finally finished ordering the flowers, he went home. On his way back home, he noticed a dandelion.
"...it's a wishing flower! You make a wish and then blow away the seeds! ...People make wishes on dandelions!"
He stared at the dandelion for a few minutes before he clicked his tongue. He bent down and plucked it. He then made a wish and blew the seeds away. He didn't know why he did it. It's not like the dandelion would make his wish come true.
"Tsk. Can't believe I did this. It's fucking stupid."
You really made him a god damn softie so it's about fucking time you take responsibility.
A few days later, he asked you to meet him at your usual spot. A place that only the two of you knew. When he arrived with the boutique, you were already there. You were sitting on the bench, looking over the city.
He quietly stared at you for a while. You were so beautiful sitting there. If angels did exist, you'll be one of them. But then again, your personality was more like a devil. You cast a curse on his heart, and honestly, he didn't mind it. You can curse him for his entire lifetime as long as you accept him.
"Hey, brat. Look behind you."
When you heard the sound of his voice, you quickly turned around. You looked at him and smiled until you noticed the boutique in his hand. You gasped as your eyes widened.
Red chrysanthemum and astilbe. I love you and I will be waiting for you.
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He Don't Like The Lights |Bradley Rooster Bradshaw Actor AU| Two
“Here’s another beer.”
“Can I ask you something?” Bradley questioned.
“Sure, don’t see why not.”
“Why are you working here?” He questioned.
You laughed and took a step towards him, “This seemed as good a place as any. The pay isn’t horrible when you factor in the tips I usually make. It’s not as bad as it seems.”
“But if you could go anywhere else, where would you go?” He asked, seeming serious.
You merely shrugged, “A city. Like a big city. Somewhere new, I’ve only ever been in Virginia.”
He nodded and took a swig of beer, “The rest of the country isn’t as impressive as you’d think. But I understand wanting to be somewhere other than here.”
“‘Well, you can say that. You’ve been everywhere,” You laughed, “All over the world.”
He nodded, and shoveled another forkful of mac into his mouth. He let out a moan, which caused your cheeks to turn pink. You liked that sound, and truthfully you wanted to hear more of it. It made you wonder what other sounds he could make.
“This shit is amazing,” He groaned, “I think this beats what my mom used to make for me.”
“Well now, let’s not diss a mama’s cooking,” You joked, “Just holler if you need anything okay? I’ll leave you to enjoy your meal.”
“Hey wait!” He called, reaching for your arm, “I have a….favor to ask you.”
“Okayy….”
“This is going to sound strange, but I get the feeling that you aren’t a total psycho,” He stated, “I was supposed to bring my girlfriend home to meet my parents. But I broke up with her, and I haven’t told them yet. Could I convince you to join me?”
“I’m sorry, you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend and meet your parents?” You questioned.
“Yeah, pretty much. I know it sounds crazy.”
“Crazy? Try insane! I could be anyone, I’m literally just some random waitress and you want me to come home with you and play house?”
“You could say no.”
“And yet, I don’t want to say no,” You shrugged.
“So you’ll do it?” He smirked, like he knew he was getting his way.
“Meh, why not,” You shrugged, “I’ve been looking for ways to spice up my life a little. Playing girlfriend to a world famous actor seems like a good way to do it.”
He let out a laugh and snagged a pen from your apron, “Here’s my number, try to resist giving it to everyone? Why don’t you shoot me a text so I have yours too.””
“Oh don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”
The following day, you were running around your bathroom trying to get ready. Celeste was on the couch in the living room, pigging out on three day old pizza while watching old reruns of Nashville. She looked like a slob, like she often did when you had days off together, but you couldn’t not when Bradley was coming to get you.
“Hey so I need you not to freak out,” You told Celeste as you fluffed your hair again.
“What’s going on?”
“So that single table from last night?” She nodded as you chewed on your lip, “That was sort of Bradley Bradshaw, and he’s on his way here now to pick me up for a….date.”
Celeste sputtered, “Sounded like you said a date.”
“I did.”
“You’re lying. This is some cruel joke.”
“I wish I was C.”
The knock on your door caused you to panic slightly. You turned around and looked in the mirror again, deciding your lipstick was the wrong color. Panicking even more, you turned around and ran back into your bathroom, yelling at Celeste as you did.
“Can you get that? Please?”
You could hear Celeste sigh and get up from the couch before unlocking the door. You wished Bradley would’ve waited outside like you originally told him to. You didn’t want him to see your shit apartment, but he insisted on coming up to the door and getting you.
You heard the second she opened the door and realized who was on the other side. Because the door slammed shut followed by a scream.
“HOLY FUCK!” She yelled, “HOOOLLLY SHIT!”
You ran out of the bathroom again, sliding in a fresh pair of earrings, “Open the damned door, C!” You hiss at her.
“That’s Bradley fucking BRADSHAW!” She hissed back, “I just slammed the door in Bradley Bradshaw’s face. Oh my god. Holy fucking shit. He’s outside.”
“Yes, which is why we need to open the door!” You groaned, pushing past her, “Hey, I’m sorry about her,” You said, swinging the door back open.
“No harm done,” He laughed, “I take it that was Celeste?”
You sigh and nod, “Yeah that was her.”
“Oh my god he knows my name,” Celeste seemed to be hyperventilating behind you.
“Is she okay?” He asked you, pointing to C.
You shook your head, “No, she won’t recover from this one, I’m afraid.”
“Anything I can do?”
“Just get me out of here,” You laughed, “She’ll come to again once we leave.”
He laughed and held out his hand for you. You took it and smiled at him, feeling a zap of energy as you did so. You needed to keep your head on straight, this was just a one time deal. You were going to help him out with his parents and he’d go back to LA and forget all about this. You would get the ability to say you met Bradley Bradshaw, maybe get a picture or two with him and it would be something to tell the kids one day.
He walked you out to his rental car, which was more nondescript than you expected. You thought he would be driving something like a Porsche or a Corvette but instead he was driving a slightly beat up pickup truck, which looked like it was going to be retired from the fleet soon enough.
But he seemed to be at home in the car. He knew his way around it, didn’t seem to miss a beat as he started driving down the road. His parents lived in Virginia Beach, not far from the base. Bradley said that’s where they lived from the time he was born, aside from a few short years in California. Which was where Bradley fell in love with acting.
You learned a lot about him during that short drive. Like he was giving you a crash course, so you could keep up and act like you were madly in love with him. You gave him details about your life too, how you’d grown up in Norfolk, the daughter of shipyard workers. How you went to college but haven’t used your degree. You were an only child, but always had animals growing up, including a bunny. Bradley laughed at that. He could somehow imagine you as a little girl snuggling with a bunny.
“My mom is a little much,” He warned as he pulled in the driveway of a quaint little house, “Dad is chill, you’ll probably love them.”
“How much is a little much?” You questioned.
“She’s just protective, and energetic,” he explained, “You’ll survive though. I’m sure you’ve dealt with worse at the bar.”
He helps you out of the car, and walks you to the door with his hand on the small of your back. It feels like how a relationship should be. You felt nervous as you walked up to the door. He winked at you before knocking. It took all of two seconds before the door swung open to reveal a small woman with graying blonde hair.
“Bradley!” She cheered, grabbing him and hugging him tightly, “And you must be the girlfriend we know nothing about.”
“Um.”
“Ignore her,” An older man said, stepping into view, “She’s in mom mode.”
“This is Y/N,” Bradley said, wrapping his arms around you.
“I’m Carole, this is Nick but everyone calls him Goose,” The woman stated, kissing the man’s cheek.
“I take it that’s from your days in the Navy?” You questioned.
“Ah, so he did tell you a few things,” Goose laughed, “We used to call Bradley here, Rooster when he was a kid. His hair would always stick up like a rooster���s tail.”
“Aww, Rooster, that’s cute,” You coo, hugging Bradley a little tighter.
You couldn’t tell if it was too much or not. You’d never fake dated anyone before, but you figured laying it on thick couldn’t hurt. Bradley just smiled and kissed the top of your head.You had to be playing the part right, because he squeezed your side affectionately. Which made Mrs.Bradshaw smile as she ushered you both into the house.
She started talking about how she cooked Bradley’s favorite for dinner, and she hoped you were hungry because she made extra, as always. She made a joke about how much Bradley could eat when he actually let himself and wasn’t on a diet for some sort of movie. Adding that you had to know all about that.
You laughed and told her that you took him to your favorite restaurant on the boardwalk and got him hooked on Pulled Pork Mac N Cheese. She just said that sounded like her boy.
Meanwhile, Mr. Bradshaw and Bradley seemed to be doing their own sort of catching up. They clapped each other on the shoulder and disappeared into the side room, leaving you alone with Carole. You swallowed thickly and tried your best to keep up. But you felt like you were in over your head. You knew next to nothing about Bradley, save for what you read on the internet and what he told you on the way here and last night over text. But even still you knew nothing that a real girlfriend would know.
It made you panic slightly. Because you felt like she would find out. Like she would see right through you in a heartbeat. Like it was only a matter of time.
“Rude of him to leave you alone like that,” She shook her head, “I thought I raised him better than that. But whenever he sees his dad…well we almost lost Goose when Bradley was younger. The two of them have a bond I could never understand. So it’s always special when they’re able to spend time together.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that,” You’re stunned with the way she said it so casually.
“Brad doesn’t like to talk about it. Goose was in a training accident, it was a real scare for all of us.”
“Well I’m glad he’s okay.”
“So am I, I don’t know what I would do without him,” Carole sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter, “So do you want to tell me where he found you? Because honey, you seem very sweet, but I know you aren’t dating my son.”
Well….you were fucked.
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SOME DATING HC FOR ZANE NINJAGO COULD BE LIKE CUDDLING KISSING IDC 😼😼😼HAVE A GREAT DAY
dating zane headcanons (gn!reader)
masterlist || hub
a/n; I LOVE U SM ANON OMG /P honestly I started writing these and I had so much fun that it almost never ended- I would also like you to note that these are thoughts that have been built over 8 years<3
cw; kissing, slight bit suggestive, mentions of making out, cutesy relationship stuff
tags; @riverwritez @titishq @asterjaxx @luv4luci (send an ask to be added!)
when Zane first starts to have feelings for you, he doesn't know what to do. he's sure his power source is going haywire, or that he's short circuiting.
he self scans OFTEN
overheating anytime you look at him, and overheats more from the panic of not knowing what in the fuck is wrong with him.
as most of the ninja do- he goes to nya.
he explains everything, all of his symptoms, the way your glances make him panic and overheat.
she smiles almost immediately, instantly knowing that he's twitterpated.
he doesn't know what that is.
"you like them, Zane"
"yes, I do?"
he's simply confused as ever, but eventually nya seems to explain it well enough and his eyes light up at the realization
he likes you
it takes him a few months, but eventually works up the courage to ask you out
he'd planned the first date for weeks ahead of time
he wanted it perfect!
and, it was.
a nice picnic in a park, a beautiful lunch and hours of conversation
your first kiss was under a cherry tree, he initiated it.
now onto the actual relationship bit--
obsessed with kissing, like always & constantly
and honestly, he'll kiss anywhere he can reach.
forehead kisses? check. cheek kisses? check. full on make outs? oh you fucking bet your ass.
he just finds it entertaining and intimate, no words are needed when he can just kiss you and hold you
obviously he has to keep in mind you actually need to breathe after a while
he's still a whore for kissing
he loves loves LOVES any affection
especially cuddling, of any kind
although is incredibly partial to spooning and having you sit in his lap
holding your hand at all times
especially in public!!
if you hold onto his fingers, he melts
holds you close to him when you're walking on a side walk or on the street. makes sure you're facing on the other side of traffic where you're safe!
kisses.
loves to come up behind you and wrap his arms around you
amazing at communicating SOMEHOW
does take a few months to get really good at it but ngl he's better than you at it
parallel play is a constant
he'll be cooking and you'll be doing whatever else
nothing needs to be said, yet you'll often stare and watch him
he's simply so beautiful, you can't help it
i feel like he's the fella to have occasional nightmares so when he wakes up, he usually clings to you and kisses your cheek
you wake up too and play with his hair until he goes back to sleep
he's on edge until you kiss him or pet his hair, and then he's relaxed again
did I mention he likes to make out?
like- alot.
he's very affectionate
plays with your hair, brushes it and styles it. if it's long enough to braid, he braids it every night or whenever you let him.
if you play with his hair, he melts. like instantly. purrs like a little kitten
adores cheesy romcoms
the holiday is his favorite
i don't know why, it just is!
overall a very affectionate and attentive partner and I think I would die happy if I were to be his<3
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In The Name of Love | Chapter 12
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"Your no boyfriend is the best, Val. Getting us tickets for el clásico and so close to the pitch? Amazing."
"Yeah, well" I shrug as we sit down.
"These days they allow anyone come to the Camp Nou" a man says behind us. "Madrid bitch."
"Don't listen to him, Val" Marina whispers.
While she is wearing Pedri's shirt, I decided to take my Real Madrid scarf, hoping it would not be too noticeable and that no one would say anything to me. Turns out I was wrong.
"Bringing rubbish like this to our home… fucking hell" the man says, kicking the back of my seat, the two men sitting next to me giving him a disgusted look.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" he says to them. "Fucking morons."
"They do allow anyone into the Camp Nou, yes" the one next to me sighs. Though only I can hear him, everyone else cheering as the players come out for their warm-up.
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"Well, that wasn't that bad" Marina says when the referee signals the end of the first half.
"You only managed to score once" I chuckle. And no, it wasn't Pedri. So far he is keeping his promise of not scoring against my team.
"Wait until the next 45 minutes. We are gonna destroy you" the man behind me says, starting to kick my seat once again.
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During the second half Real Madrid is attacking on the side of the pitch where we are, and on one of those attacks…
"Goal!" I scream, lifting my arms and clapping.
"Shut up, bitch!" the man behind me says, slapping my hands and starting to kick my seat again.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" the one sitting next to me says.
"Or what? Are you gonna call the police?" he laughs, kicking my seat once again.
"Maybe we will" the other says.
"Don't bother. He is not worth it" I tell them, trying to ignore the burn in the hand he had slapped.
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Minute 35. Real Madrid keeps attacking, our second goal getting closer and closer.
"Oh, look! Ferran is warming up!" Marina says, calling his name and waving at him.
"Hello" he smiles, waving back.
"He is so cute… Isn't he, Val?"
But I can't answer. My eyes are fixed on the pitch, on what is going on.
"Goal!" I scream again, this time getting up from my seat and clapping.
"Sit down you Madrid bitch!" the man behind me says, grabbing me by the scarf and pushing me down. Luckily, it was loose around my neck and he didn't choke me, but now he has it. "Fucking rubbish" he says, spitting on it and throwing it away.
"Hey! What the fuck, man!" Ferran yells from the pitch.
"You shut up, you useless piece of shit!"
"Is everything ok?" a security guard says, one of the men sitting next to me standing behind him. When he said they would call the police, he wasn't lying.
"This man has been harassing this girl the whole game and he just spit on her scarf and threw it away" the one sitting next to me says, nodding towards where my scarf is.
"That's a lie! I did nothing!"
"Is this true, miss?"
"Don't you dare talking, you fucking Madrid bitch!" the man says, grabbing my arm.
"You are hurting me!" I complain.
"Sir, let her go" the security guard says.
"She shouldn't be here!" he says, twisting my arm.
"Sir, please. Let the girl go and come with me."
"I'm not going anywhere! She should be the one leaving! Rubbish like her isn't welcomed here!"
"Sir…" the guard says, moving towards us to try and free me.
And then, everything happens too fast.
The man lets go of my arm, giving it one last twist before pushing me against the nice one who had been defending me. But he doesn't have time to react and catch me, and I see myself falling against the empty seats in front of us since the people who were sitting there are now up, looking at everything that was happening. I hear Marina calling my name, I think Ferran too. And then the next thing I know is that I am on the floor, feet everywhere around me, my right side hurting as hell.
"Val! Val, are you ok? Move! Stop filming and move! Val!"
"Ferran? What…"
"I'm here, it's ok. It's ok" I hear him say next to me before everything becomes a blur.
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"Val, stop moving. Didn't you hear what the doctor said?" Marina scolds me.
"I did. But this stretcher is so uncomfortable…"
"Ferran's arms are more comfortable, uh?" she smirks.
"Idiot" I reply, rolling my eyes. He had carried me away. He had jumped the billboards and ran towards where I was laying, picking me up and taking me to the infirmary himself, not giving a shit about the game. He even stayed with us while one of Barça's doctors checked me.
"I was right about him, wasn't I? He is your no boyfriend. I mean, why else would he do that?"
"Because we are friends?"
"Val! Valeria, are you alright?" Pedri says, storming into the room.
"Hey" I smile.
"I am so sorry. So so sorry" he says, cupping my face and kissing me. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine, yes. Just a broken rib."
"A what? Ferran said it was just a contusion!"
"He probably didn't want to worry you" I say while he caresses my cheek.
"Oh… my God" Marina gasps next to us. I had completely forgotten she was there. Shit.
"Marina, I can explain."
"He is your no boyfriend! Him!" she says, pointing at Pedri.
"He… he is, yes" I sigh. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't know how."
"Oh, my God" she repeats, her eyes going from me to Pedri and back at me.
"Marina, are you ok?" he asks.
"I'm… I'm… Yes. I think. I just… He is your no boyfriend!"
"You already said that" I chuckle.
"Not Ferran or Eric. Him!"
"Yep."
"Oh my God, Val. I knew you were the cool cousin, but this… this is…"
"I am the cool cousin? I thought I was the disgrace of the family" I laugh. Though maybe I shouldn't have. That hurt.
"Don't listen to your mother, she knows nothing" Marina says. "You've always been the cool cousin, everyone agrees. And now you are even cooler because you are a wag! My cousin! A wag!"
"I'm not a wag, Marina."
"Maybe not officially, but he is the one giving you the vitamin D, isn't he?" she smirks.
"Marina!"
"Sorry" she shrugs.
"You can't tell anyone about us, you hear me? No one."
"My lips are sealed."
"I'm being serious, Marina."
"I won't tell a soul, Val. I promise."
"Not even as revenge because she has stolen your boyfriend?" Pedri teases her.
"You told him?"
"Sorry" I shrug.
"Now you are a 5% less cooler" she says, her cheeks bright red.
"Poor me… ouch!"
"Are you ok?" Pedri asks with a concerned look. Even in moments like this he is the cutest. Ugh.
"I'm fine. It's just that laughing hurts."
"Right. Then we have to become boring and not make you laugh. Can you do that, Marina?" he asks her.
"It's gonna be very difficult…"
"Do it for your cool cousin who currently is a 5% less cool" he says, trying not to smile.
"Idiot" I murmur.
"Ok, I'll try" she sighs.
"Great" Pedri says. "Now let's take you home, shall we?"
"What are you doing?" I say when he puts his arms around me.
"Carrying you?"
"I can walk, Pedri."
"And I can carry you. I've done it before, remember?"
"Val, let him do it. He's probably jealous of what Ferran did" Marina smirks.
"Wait, are you?" I ask him.
"Of course not! I just want to take care of you."
"Aww, cute" Marina says.
"Ok, fine. But try not to drop me."
"When have I done that?" he says.
"There is a first time for everything, Pepi."
"Val! Did you also tell him about that?" Marina complains.
"Don't worry, I already knew. Now let's go" he says, picking me up while I wrap my arms around his neck.
"Boyfriend goals" Marina sighs, walking behind us. "Or no boyfriend in this case."
#pedri#pedri gonzalez#pedri fanfic#pedri gonzalez fanfic#pedri imagine#pedri gonzalez imagine#football fanfic#football imagine
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Episode 35 screaming notes!
So what if I'm emotional over a fictional, fake family spending one day of vacations together?
I love Twilight's comment about how he's glad the SSS is looking out for the bombing threat (and we know it's in vain), but it still puts him on edge to be stared at like this. He trusts them to protect civilian life (and Ostania's pride and joy of a ship) but he doesn't trust trust them, you get what I mean?
We shan't forget. The one thing this man can't pretend to be is someone who is having genuine fun and we'll drag his ass about it and then cry because this is a direct result of his traumatic childhood
Loid blushing when he spots Yor is so precious. I think it might be him blushing half because she saw his dorky skipping and half because… well. He might be falling in love :)
He notices the swelling on Yor's face, but I think he wouldn't even suspect her at this point. He sounded mostly worried about her.
And of course, Anya wasn't plaguing her with questions because she knows all, but it's funny that neither went like "Isn't our super curious five six-year-old going to ask where this bruise and swelling is from?"
SCREAMS
The following montage was absolutely adorable, and the insert song just made it even cuter. I love how it was Anya who lead them to each activity; neither Loid nor Yor had to drag her around anywhere, their attention was on her and on what she wanted. They even explored a cave! She was their priority, she truly must have had an amazing time and this is such a sweet way to end this cruise!
I mean, look. One of the ways Twilight learns how to parent is by fearing 24/7 that his daughter may fall. Very normal things.
Maybe it's because I'm the youngest child, so whenever we were out as a family and I asked to do something my parents would usually decline, because they had two more kids to look after and a place to go, but I have a lot of appreciation for the Forgers going around the resort and stopping to do whatever and anything Anya asked to do.
Very normal man who is definitely not an elite-trained spy trying to fit in. Normal things.
And like. Okay. Yor looking at Anya with such a soft face as Anya is having pure unrestrained fun is one thing.
BUT THEN THEY HIT US WITH THIS???
OH MY GOD. MY GOD. THIS MAN IS IN LOVE AND HE HAS NO FUCKING CLUE.
Like, for real. I can't stop looking at this. It's just his eyes but there's so much longing and yearning in them and also some sadness because deep down he thinks that what he wants is something he'll never get but this is really deep because it'll take him about three to five business years to accept he's grown feelings.
Like. It's not just "growing feelings" anymore. You don't look at someone like THIS when you're just "warming up" to them. He'd grown so accustomed to life with the Forgers that after Yor was away - though in the very same ship as them - for a couple of days he went all yearning looks and doe-y eyes at her when he met with her again. He's in LOVE.
I am so excited to see how their dynamic will develop from now on! It's gone on an entirely new page!
Anyway. I love how Yor went like "Oh they might see the wound on my chest" for the snorkeling but when she saw they could wear wetsuits she went like oh that's okay then and DIDN'T WORRY AT ALL ABOUT THE FACT THAT SHE'D GET SALTWATER ON HER WOUNDS. THIS WOMAN EATS HOT COALS FOR BREAKFAST AND WHITE HOT IRONS FOR LUNCH.
I mean, I'm guessing she is a fast healer and her wounds are not openly bleeding anymore but still. Hardcore.
And of course she'd beat the shit out of sharks. It's funny seeing the trio try to come up with excuses now but I think it's going to be a different type of good post-reveal, cause they'll be like "I have nothing to hide" and act on their abilities without a single moment of hesitation. Imagine Yor beating up sharks and Loid and Anya looking at her with heart eyes.
Aw, but look at them snorkeling. It's Yor who is holding Anya. I wonder what Yor's thinking is on that since she thinks that Loid is Anya's biological father and has been longer in her life. I doubt she thinks anything bad about Loid, but it is something that would make someone wonder.
I was so impressed by everything in the episode up until that point that I completely missed what the dialogue there was XD I only had more thoughts after I rewatched it.
Anya is having fun looking at the colourful fish. Yor has hunting in mind. Loid is… not impressed XD
Though very light, this could be a reflection of their characters. Anya is a child full of curiosity for the world, easily impressed by new stuff; she loved the aquarium, and she loved seeing new fish from up close.
Yor's encounters with animals were either for hunting (for food) or with guard dogs from people she was sent to kill. She understands the concept of pet animals, of course, but it seems to be a "secret third option", as tumblr would say. Her first instincts are either hunting or fighting, and since those fish were too small to be any threat (I mean, she's confident about fighting sharks), her mind went to food.
And then you have Loid. His wide knowledge of the world has rendered him almost incapable of getting impressed. There's nothing new for him to learn in anything… except for child rearing, of course. And maybe human connection. And so, he seems to be looking at those two in the last shot.
Just like Gram, Anya gets thrown around by a professional, super strong assassin and she just goes like "Again!" And Loid doesn't even make a comment about Yor pushing Anya too strong. He really took to heart and meant it when he told Yor that her being strong is one of the things that make her an amazing mother.
AND THEN THAT SCENE
I had guessed right, as Yor had indeed not rested at all for the entire three days of the cruise and had a long and intense fight the night before. AND THUS FANSERVICE HAPPENS <3 <3 <3
DON'T MIND IF I DO <3
ENDO KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING <3
No but seriously, there's a lot to love about this moment. Apart from how cute it is, Twilight at first only seems annoyed by how this attracts attention to them. He was already alert from how the SSS was looking at everyone, this would only add to his uneasiness.
But it doesn't take long for him to find an excuse for his wife. Blaming all her exhaustion on her work, being thankful for her going along with everything Anya asked to do, and smiling at her!! Bruh!! And he STILL can't see it, this man is such a good liar he can even lie to himself!!
Seriously the way Eguchi delivered those lines? Superb <3
AND THEN THE FAMILY THEME PLAYED AND I WAS LOSING MY MIND.
They didn't have to go so hard T_T It was a relaxing (and quite prolonged!) chapter to wrap up the cruise arc, but it was wonderful T_T
Even the Handler is up to him, though. Fullmetal Lady won't fall for his emotionally constipated bullshit.
AND I THOUGHT IT COULDN'T GET ANY CUTER!
She even drew the family in their colours! Yor in red, herself in pink, and Loid in a muted green! I can see Yor holding one of her stilettos, but what is the other thing? A rose? I don't think I can tell what Anya is doing in the drawing, but Loid looks like he's holding a bomb? Or a surfboard?
AAAAAHHH It was wonderful!! T_T
The parts with Yor and her coworkers and Yuri and Lieutenant Guy were actually added by the anime! I feel Yor about the gifts. I'm so bad at gifts you have no idea. And Yuri is on another level, he doesn't stop talking about his sister and he tells Lieutenant Guy "Are you psychic or something" and he's like "Sure sure". And this being this kind of show I was like "MAYBE???" but yeah no he was just messing with Yuri XD
Hey psst. You know what will look even more convincing? If you both slept on those pillows 👀👀 next to each other 👀👀
I was cringing so hard at the scene in the school! Anya! We love you as you are, you don't need to go embarrass yourself!
It was interesting, though, to see that Damian stayed out of it all. It's proof that he can mind his business and keep his opinion to himself. I hope he learns to do that more often.
Becky continues being best friend material <3 Anya is so lucky for real
It's been less than a week
It's so funny to me that the anime added the detail that it was Loid who picked the snacks for Yuri. I wonder how quickly Yuri would spit them out upon learning that XD
My mans tired. I felt kinda sad for him ngl XD
Okay, this was hilarious. His paternal instincts are starting to kick in to the point where he imagines teaching Anya the proper methods of deception. It was also funny that as Yuri was imagining his speech, I went like "Uhm you lie to your sister no?" and before I got to finish that thought, the excuses kicked in.
And Anya is starting to learn that actions have consequences.
This isn't what she manipulated two enemies of the state into adopting her for.
TWO EPISODES LEFT T_T I might have to pick up making crack recaps again for however long the next hiatus will last :'D
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The Fall of the House of Usher Sentences
(Sentences from The Fall of the House of Usher (2023). Adjust phrasing where needed)
"You cannot understand the things I've done unless you understand the life that I was born into."
"Are you watching my house?"
"Why the fuck would anybody think it serves their best interest to become a goddamn informant for the government?"
"There's no such thing as a step back. You go forward. If you hit a brick wall, you don't go back - you go through."
"Nothing worth having is ever easy."
"Things like this - all things, in fact - have consequences."
"I've always liked the bad boys. Got a weakness, I suppose."
"Don't play coy; knowing stuff is your bread and butter."
"Opportunity doesn't give a fuck what you're going through."
"It's amazing how far you can get on denial."
"Do I strike you as someone who can't speak for herself?"
"You strike me as a queen without a crown."
"You're a smart man. You could be anywhere doing anything. Why do you do this?"
"You've got to be smart. You have to realise that you can't trust people."
"No, I'm not okay, but that doesn't mean I need anything from you."
"The world might not be safe, but listen to me and listen carefully; I won't let anything happen to you."
"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night."
"The question is not yet settled as to whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence."
"Don't you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk?"
"You don't have to be a tyrant, but if you don't want to be consistently cruel, you have to be sufficiently brutal at least once to establish authority."
"You're a collection of impeccable, elaborate masks in orbit of a stunted heart."
"You're a monster, you know that?"
"You are the most perfect and beautiful thing I've ever seen."
"Your reputation is warranted. You're beautiful at what you do."
"I know more about hospitals than anybody would ever want to know. I'll never spend a single night in one."
#rp meme#rp memes#roleplay meme#roleplay memes#rp prompts#roleplay prompts#sentence starters#specific;#horror drama;#supernatural drama;#filmtv;#the fall of the house of usher;
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My college friend D (true story)
I was going to college 3-4 years ago, my boyfriend at the time really liked one of the girls in my class. I'll call her D. She was tall, skinny and blonde. Naturally beautiful face, ditzy and airheaded. She had the kind of body that had even me watching her as she walked by.
To the other girls in my class, D came off a little annoying and loud, but I found her endearing and I saw she needed a friend, so I began talking to her. I really did want to befriend her but I can't lie, I found her very attractive and would stare at her when she wasn't looking. It also aroused me that my boyfriend found her extremely attractive.
There was one time we had a two hour break in between our classes. When it was time to go to the next class, we were waiting outside the classroom door when she walked up. She had changed into gym clothes, the tiniest crop top and the smallest shorts. They were so short the lower half of her ass cheeks were hanging out, I couldn't stop staring. The other girls in my class were criticizing her as she walked by us to the bathroom to change back into her uniform (our class required uniforms), I pulled out my phone so fast and started texting my boyfriend. I had the biggest crush on her.
We would invite her out to eat or go to bars with us in groups. One time, D got so drunk and was tipsily spinning around on a pole in the club we were in. My boyfriend was breaking his neck staring, I found it so hot as I watched him watch her. Me and him both thought she was so pretty, the way her body moved was mesmorizing. Her boobs weren't big, but she was in shape and her body was so slender. Her ass was tight. She ended up getting kicked out of the club, we hadn't been in the club more than 10 minutes. She was obviously drunk and also going through a breakup at the time so we as a group all made sure she got home safely, we drove her home and watched her walk into her home.
There was another time where one of our friends was having a girls only party. D had attended, she was a lightweight and got into our friend's liquor collection so she got tipsy pretty quick. We were playing party games, I had taken a video of the party and of course, D was in it. She was facing away from the camera playing some games with the other women, her figure from behind was amazing. I had posted it and my boyfriend quickly texted me and said he found that video so fucking hot because she was jumping up and down. He was telling me that he was jerking off to the video of her, it was so hot having my boyfriend getting off to my friend while I was just feet away from her.
We ended up drifting apart from D, and I eventually broke up with that boyfriend for different reasons. I still follow D on social media. I find it funny and arousing that men that follow me somehow find her account and always end up following her. I don't blame them, she's beautiful. She's ditzy and naive, but she know she's beautiful and always posts the sexiest pictures.
To this day, I still have not met another girl in real life that was anywhere near as naturally beautiful as her.
#cuckquean#voyerurism#cheating boyfriend#yes this is all true#pretty best friend#spank bank material
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Seven days a week couple oc getting hit on in a club and jk being extremly jealous drabble
nsfw for oral (reader receiving), public sex
"hey, handsome."
you nearly crash into someone, grip tightening on two drinks you're carrying back from the bar. you release a soft sigh of relief when the liquid in them settles. "hi. excuse me, please."
you weave around the young man, hastening your step. you don't get far before he steps in front of you again, grinning up at you with hungry eyes.
"where are you off to in such a hurry? c'mon, let's chat a while. my name's hyungbae."
"i am off to see my boyfriend," you say particularly, glancing over the heads of the crowds. you can't find him anywhere and he's not at the table you left him at – shit. he's probably in the bathroom.
"oh, really? which one is he? i wanna congratulate him – he must be gorgeous to catch someone like you."
"he is very beautiful," you agree, trying to edge your way around him. he follows, though, and it's too crowded to simply run off. you can't be bothered to be any sort of polite for this stranger. he doesn't deserve it. you play dumb. "long hair, nice arms, great ass. oh, and those thighs are just amazing when they're up on my shoulders – i would fuck him 'til my hips fracture."
he blinks, a little taken aback by your crass words and airy voice. still, he perseveres, which is more than you can say of other people. "are you sure you don't want to try something different? hey, five minutes in that alley outside together, maybe you'll be a little more interested."
you chuckle. "five minutes? that's a little sad." you stop next to the empty table you once occupied with jungkook. "i'm flattered, but i'm really not interested. i am perfectly happy with my partner and wouldn't throw him away for anything – especially not a five-minute handy."
"that wasn't the plan, handsome. people often change their minds after i use my mouth," he says slyly.
"hey, baby. this asshole bothering you?"
both of you turn as jungkook approaches, his face dark with simmering anger. he hooks his finger in your belt loop, staring hyungbae down. you smile at him, pressing your lips to his temple. he doesn't tear his eyes away, but leans into your touch.
"yes," you say pleasantly, and the man's eyes widen incredulously. "i told him i had a loving partner, but he still followed me all the way from the bar and won't stop asking me to let him suck my dick."
if possible, his expression darkens even further, his jaw working as his molars grind. his eyes narrow. jungkook leans in and fixes him with a dangerous glare.
"you think you can bother my boyfriend by telling him how miserable you are?" he growls. "do you have no respect for yourself? you don't even get paid for it, yet you go around begging randos to stick their dicks in your mouth for five measly minutes! shit, man, this was the most pathetic attempt at trying to fuck my boyfriend i've ever seen, and i've seen many. usually, i go on the normal spiel of 'he's mine, back the hell up', but you don't even deserve that. fuck off, cocksucker, before i knock out your damn teeth."
he glares as the man scampers off, stumbling over his own feet. he harrumphs and takes a seat in your lap, as you had taken a spot at the table while he shouted. you smile gently and wrap your arm around his tiny waist, lifting the glass to your lips. "i'm so proud of you, sweetheart. you didn't shove or punch him once."
"i was about to," he growls, his arms folded across his chest. you can feel his heart thudding in his chest – he was really riled up. "motherfucker... i bet he doesn't even give good head. i'm much better at it."
you hum, soothing him by rubbing his hip and hooking your chin over his shoulder. "that's right. you do."
he shifts on your lap, lifting his chin as he glares daggers into the man's head. he's off standing in a corner, glancing back at jungkook every so often before rapidly whipping his head back around. "mhm... fuck, i'm so sick of people coming onto you the moment i disappear for one second. can you wear a mask next time we go out, or something? your good looks and lovely disposition are like a siren song to these assholes."
"if you want me to." you kiss his neck. "relax, love. you protected me so well tonight. you don't need to burn up like a firecracker anymore."
he huffs, leaning back against your chest. "sorry... i can't really help it. i'm just so – ugh, y'know?"
you tuck his hair back into his ponytail, smoothing it down. "it's okay, baby. i understand."
you glance back at hyungbae and get an idea.
"so, sweetheart... you said you were good with your mouth?"
"yeah." he glances back at you, arching an eyebrow. "what are you thinking about...?"
you give him a secret, filthy grin and glide your hand down his stomach to his bulge, making him jump and gasp, gripping your arms. "well, it's quite dark in here, and you're wearing black from head to toe. nobody would see you in the shadows."
he moans softly, nibbling on his lower lip. his eyes glitter mischievously. "oh, you're bad... so bad."
you kiss his cheek and he laughs softly. "are you telling me that you're not interested?"
your hand lifts from the front of his leather pants. he grabs your wrist and puts it back. "never said that. just that you're a very bad influence on me."
he tilts your face towards his and drops a deep kiss on your lips. he slides down your body, settling himself between your thighs and staring up at you with a grin under the table.
you lean back, glancing around, and run your hand over his curls, resting your palm on his ponytail. the other hand lifts your glass to your lips as he takes you eagerly into his mouth.
"hi there. are you drinking alone tonight?"
with a smile, you set down your glass and tilt your head towards the other glass of alcohol, which has sat untouched until now. "not at all. my boyfriend's here with me right now."
"oh, uh... right now? where is he?"
you grip jungkook's ponytail and pull him down on your cock. you smirk. "under the table."
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“Your eyes. They remind me . . . of the stars„
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ABOUT THE WANDERER . . .
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I just want to mention how I mostly do smut and dark content but I won't deny of doing fluff or any angst either! All u gotta do is just ask!
My schedule occasionally gets crowded, which leaves writing not able to fit in. I apologize if I just go silent dead for the next few weeks or days. I'm a living being and also have to keep up with my academics.
Don't come at me saying why I do female reader when I write smut, it's because I'm a female myself and I'm just doing what's comfortable with me. If you don't like my work, just block or ignore it, it's not that hard.
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Lizzi’s Valentine’s Special & Follower Celebration
Dear Everyone,
Valentine’s Day is just around the corner, and I thought, since this silly little blog hit over 1.1k followers yesterday, I want to give you something special.
First of all, though, I want to thank you. I’ve been on here since (and I checked with the archive) July 19, 2022. I can't believe that it has been almost two years. I started watching Daredevil after watching Spider-Man: No Way Home in December of 2021 and hearing Matt Murdock say, "I'm a really good lawyer," after catching a brick. So, I started watching the show, and that was during a time I was really miserable. Mentally and physically, I wasn't in a good place, but after watching Daredevil for the first time and falling in love with Charlie Cox as a genuine person and an actor, it felt like I found a reason to keep going.
I started writing fanfiction again, which I kind of neglected because I felt like this hobby of mine wasn't going anywhere. I wasn't inspired at all until I watched the show. If I hadn't, I probably would not have gotten back into writing and using it as an outlet for my feelings, and I probably wouldn't be where I am today. Thanks to Charlie's portrayal of Matt Murdock, and watching his interviews, I felt like I could do the things that I love again and follow my dreams. He's the reason I chose to major in English. And while I owe him that much, I owe you guys here on Tumblr and AO3 even more.
When I first posted here, I didn't think people would even be interested in what I had to say and write. But then more and more people started visiting my profile, you guys started following me, and it kept me motivated to keep writing, even when I'm miserable, and I sometimes only post once every blue moon.
I feel so honored that you guys chose to follow a silly little blog run by a silly little 20-something-year-old whose first language isn't even English (but made it her entire personality), and who chose to write about traumatized dark-haired characters portrayed by Charlie Cox. I'm overwhelmed by the love you continue to show me, and every time one of you chooses to reblog or comment on one of my works, saying that it resonated with you, I feel like I'm doing something right. I'm sharing my ideas, my own experiences, my wishes, and even my deepest, darkest dreams through my writing like it's a fucking diary, and you eat it up every single time.
I'm just so glad that this community exists, as chaotic as it sometimes is, and that you chose to stick around, even when I suck at keeping promises sometimes. You keep teaching me new things about who I am, my writing, and how important it is to put myself first. I don't know if you've heard it lately, but you guys are incredible and I appreciate the hell out of every single one of you.
Thanks to Tumblr, I made lifelong friends (especially looking at you, @blackshadowswriter) and found like-minded people that made me feel less alone. That alone was worth making this account and continuing to post on here.
You may think that I'm being dramatic, but for someone who has never really experienced the kind of validation this community gives me, I want to celebrate this milestone. It means more to me than I can even put into words. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I love you all so much! Please, don't ever forget how amazing you are.
That being said, I've got some exciting things planned.
The other day, I found a folder in my Docs titled "the vault". I completely forgot about it because I usually keep my WIPs in a different folder. As it turns out, I made that folder for fics that I originally never planned to post, or ones that I'd finished but wasn't happy with. It’s many, but it’s a few. Some are deeper than others. I also jotted down rough ideas and outlines last year that I stuffed in there, some of which I've actually shared with you but never started working on. Until now. And the contents of that vault are what I want to give to you now.
INTRODUCING: The Vault
6 stories from the vault. 1 bonus fic. 7 days.
I went through a myriad of emotions while I wrote these. For some, I actually bled my soul onto paper. For others, it was merely a brain fart that led to their existence. They're sad, horny, and at times angry, but some of those were originally written for me, and only me. Those that weren't started as a few sentences in a folder before I forgot they existed. Either way, I don't want them to catch dust. And I wouldn't want to share them with anyone else.
Starting February 14th, I will be posting one fic every day until February 20th. My “The Vault” works are Matt Murdock x Reader works, but I've made an exception for the bonus fic. I won't tell you what they are about, but I will give you a list of installments and what kind of fic they are so you know what to be excited about (and maybe which ones are not your cup of tea).
-> The number at the end tells you the date I will be posting it on, but I put it in chronological order as well.
INSTALLMENTS:
1. If You Need To Be Mean (angst, hurt/comfort) 14.
2. Mismatched Bridesmaid (fluff, smut) 15.
3. Weed Cookies (humor, fluff, cw: accidental drug use) 16.
4. the grudge (songfic, angst, hurt/comfort, cw: death of a parent) 17.
5. Halloween (Smut) 18.
6. I Want To Fuck A Priest (Smut, cw: priest!Matt) 19.
BONUS:
7. Now That We Don’t Talk (Part 2 of Is It Over Now?) -> Frank Castle x Reader (smut, angst) 20.
A few more words: You are free to send me an ask if you want to know more, but be prepared that I won't be answering in much detail. I don't want to spoil the fun. I would, however, not mind talking about them as vaguely as possible (if you’re interested).
Thank you all. For everything. And I hope you stick around to read these little gems.
With love from yours truly,
Lizzi <3
#lizzi writes#follower celebration#valentine’s day#matt murdock x reader#matt murdock#daredevil#matt murdock x f!reader#matt murdock x you#frank castle x reader#matt murdock smut#matt murdock fluff#matt murdock angst#charlie cox
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Thoughts on s3 ep 13!
fucking hell ya'll,, we're almost at the end of this and I simply can't believe it and don't want to believe it simply because I don't want it to end and I don't see how the fuck they're going to tie up all the loose ends in just the next two episodes.
This time around I recorded my reactions to it and it was a lot of yelling and making really weird noises,, but uh, y'know the drill!
Incoherent screaming (this time for real) and spoilers under the cut!
Click here for the audio recording of my initial reaction
WAAAAAH I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE OMEGA IN PRISON UNIFORMS AGAIN!!!
i forgot they had that baby up in there,, omg
FUCKIN' WAAGHHh why didn't omega try to like access that hatch thing at night?? wouldn't that have been less risky??
this episode stressed me the fuck out,, I have a headache rn holy fuck
EMERIE I'M ON MY HANDS AND KNEES PLEASE DO SOMETHING
wait how the fuck are they going to get that baby through the chute thingy??
Eva is so precious :( I love her so much
Omega has been in there for like probably a day or something and is already making plans to escape, I love her so much
"That's okay, I like a challenge" AAAAA WRECKER WOULD BE SO PROUD!!
Question: why the fuck do they keep taking samples if they know her blood is compatible??
PHEE COME BACK D:
I better see more of Phee somewhere, anywhere, please, I love her so much your honor
ALSDKF;A I FUCKING FORGOT ABOUT RAMPART LMAOOO
Echo!!!! FUCKING HELL!!!! ECHO <3!!!!!
I missed Echo so much,, this episode really just showed that they couldn't have him in it because he would've gotten things done like five episodes ago because he's just that good
Them keeping Rampart is so funny to me idk
He was such a throw away character to me in the other seasons so I this is so hilarious to me, what a silly, pathetic man I need to see him get chewed up by a space animal or something idk
after all this time it was strange to see Crosshair in the background of things but he was still shoving Rampart around and I loved it
I SWEAR TO GO IF I SEE. Y'ALL THIRSTING FOR RAMPART!!! THAT MAN BOMBED KAMINO Y'ALL BEST REMEMBER WHO THE REAL ENEMY IS!!!
Rampart is basically Walmart Kallus
I swear to god, Hunter is getting shorter
Also looks like Crosshair is filling out :( He's finally getting to eat now :((
THEIR ARMOR ALL BLACKENED OUT??? WHAT A LOOK!!
Crosshair's helmet ESPECIALLY, it looks super cool
RAHHHHHH THAT SUPER LONG SHOT OF HUNTER LOOKING AT HIS BLACKENED OUT HELMET AGGUUGGHHHHH
Felt like I was watching an episode of Rebels due to how they were infiltrating the place
How the FUCK did nobody like,, notice?? insane. imperials are so fucking stupid I love that so much.
"Oh I don't think so" FUCKING AAAAA WOW THAT WAS HOT ECHO I LOVE YOU
WHEN WRECKER WAS JUST CHILLING ON HIS PHONE???? STOP. I'M ALREADY IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN!!!! FUCKING RAAGHHHHH
"Where is your captain?" - "Uh, captaining?" WRECKER MI VIDA!!!!
I've said it 100 times and I'll keep fucking saying it,, everything Wrecker does in this season is pure just,, everything he does is amazing, I love him so much, even in the background, him simply breathing?? Iconic. He better stay breathing.
WHEN HE WAS WEARING THE HAT OF THE GUY HE KNOCKED OUT?!?!? MARRY ME.
I know Rampart is stressed out of his mind LMAO bro is getting out of this with gray hair
"It's the only chance we have of finding Omega and freeing those clone prisoners" WHHHATTTTT HUNTER FINALLY THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING OTHER THAN OMEGA??? NO FUCKING WAY!!!
THE WAY CROSSHAIR WENT "he can't go alone" AFTER ECHO VOLUNTEERED TO SNEAK ABOARD THE SCIENCE VESSEL AAAAHHH i'm going to be sick,,
Crosshair and Echo dynamic my beloved
ECHO SLAY
OH MY BELOVED ARC TROOPER!!!!!!
last stretch of the episode had me so fucking stressed
i'm not ready for the next ones
"Negative" and all the Hunter girlies fell to their fucking knees
that was HOT
and stressful as FUCK
losing my mind
Music was insane, omg loved it
WAAAAAAAAAH I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S ALMOST THE END
AND FUCKING NOT A SIGN OF TECH???? WHAT THE FUCK
THAT'S NOT FAIR THAT THIS SHOW GETS ONLY 3 SEASONS AND FOR MOST OF IT CROSSHAIR, ECHO, AND TECH ARE BARELY IN IT!!! LIKE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THAT TECH IS ABSENT THE WHOLE FUCKING THIRD SEASON ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?????
makes me fucking sick
they need to give us a whole ass season of all of them together being happy on Pabu I swear to god
this episode made me fucking sick ugh
everything sucks man oh my god
#cannot believe this is the third to last episode#i refuse to believe it#tbb#tbb s3#tbb s3 spoilers#tbb spoilers#tbb hunter#tbb crosshair#tbb wrecker#tbb echo#tbb omega#emerie karr#edmon rampart#max's musings
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