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“all i see is smut” “why can’t i find fluff and angst and not smut” “how come fluff isn’t—”

yet when nonsmut fics come across your dash you don’t support it by circulating it with a reblog. smut is pushed because it’s the smut audience that tends to be more supportive when it comes to boosting the fics they read 💗

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"just write the story you want to read!" they said. well, guess what, now i have 14 unfinished drafts because apparently, i want to read 14 different stories at once.

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ko-fi!!!

!! DISCLAIMER !!

ᡣ𐭩 please do not feel obligated to send anything in! this is for the people who asked me about it and any other people in the future that may be interested :)

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so scawy :((( shut up. just block it oh my god this isn’t the tag to complain

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do you ever feel like yay!!! .. and yippee!! .. yahoo!!! ..but then you feel urgh ..... urghhhjjhggh ...... uurghghjjjggkghgghhg urghhhh .....

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“yeah? That's crazy, baby. Tell me more.” Toji muttered absentmindedly while brushing your hair, bouncing you a bit on his lap. He loved listening to you talk about your day.

He didn't have a fun or interesting life, unlike you. Waking up, getting ready, gambling or going out to eat, and coming back to you was his daily routine.

“Alright, so I was there, and suddenly peach came up to me and my friends, and you know what she said? She said that I copied her hair, but I literally didn't!”

Toji hums in slight approval. "Yeah, you would never, baby. Spend so much time on your hair all morning. It's not fair that she says you copied her.” He didn't really know who peach was, but he knew that you always had those weird code names with your friend, expecting him to immediately know who everyone is.

He continues brushing through sections of your hair, rubbing a bit of hair oil into the tips of your hair like you taught him. He continued listening to you yap and yap about various topics.

He was amazed at how quickly you could change topics. You went from talking about that girl to talking about a dress you saw in a window to talking about the way the sky looked and more. It was a bit confusing, but he knew you enjoyed the time with him.

And he enjoyed it too.

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Source: This

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He's just a little silly, y'all.

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Ermm househusband!Nanami who always waits soo long for his partner to come home.

You're usually not that long at work, but to him, it still feels like an eternity. You knew that to spend his time usefully, he does simple stuff like cleaning some parts of the house, cooking, tending to your shared garden, or maybe even going outside with friends.

Today was another day where he just stayed at home, reading and doing a bit of paperwork, while baking a special treat for you for when you come back home.

“Good evening, hun! I made us some pie.” Kento calls out from the kitchen as soon as he heard the front door open and close. 

Since he has so much time on his hands now, he adores to always try out new recipes with you as his personal food tester.

“Thats amazing, Ken,” you call out as you take off your shoes and coat, walking over to the kitchen where he was already waiting. He was wearing one of those sweet aprons of yours that barely even fit him and already ripped at certain places.

He let out a huff once he noticed your gaze directed towards his chest, where the apron was already tearing a bit. He completely forgot to buy himself his own one.

“Can you just try the pie, please?” he mumbles, turning his head away for a second.

With a light chuckle, you kiss him on the cheek and grab a small piece of cake, holding it above your hand. Without further questions, you take a big bite, your body immediately shuddering at the immense peach flavour.

“And? How is it?” he asks inquisitively, looking at you with something that almost seemed like puppy eyes.

“Gosh, Ken, it's delicious. You know- you should write a cookery book with all these great recipes.” you reply, taking another bite.

A faint red colour fills his cheek as he watches you finish your piece. He didn't really mind getting compliments, but for something as simple as peach pie with a recipe he got from the internet?

If it's really this easy to impress you, he'll definitely try something like cherry or strawberry pie next.

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Babydaddy!Anakin who still comes around your house sometimes to see you and your baby. He ultimately always pays your bills and gives you money when you need it for the baby or maybe even yourself. He even promised himself that there would be nothing sexual between you both anymore after your babygirl was born but he can't deny that he feels some heavy chest pain whenever he sees you, wishing that he would have never broken up with you:(

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I love threatening to kill myself. you can never take it away from me. and if you try to stop me I’ll really do it this time

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I LOVE UR WRITING NMSHSEKMAM OBSESSEDDD esp with ur geto aaaaaa

Thaaaaaank youuuu!! This means a whole lot to me^-^

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I need more farmer!anakin i’m desperate

I'm sorry but this could take a while because I'm actually so out of ideas for him.

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making mistakes is ok, everyone makes mistakes and I know that but when I make a mistake I want to throw up, cry, scream and disappear

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Nerdy!Suguru who can't help himself but ignore you a bit because of his finals!!

a/n: Please ignore how horribly this is written I have such a huge writers block right now:(

Learning, Learning, Learning; that was the only thing on your boyfriend’s mind. It probably even repeated itself in his head like a broken record player, a constant chant that echoed in the back of his mind.

You had been sitting on his bed for approximately two hours, the silky blue sheets crumbling under your shifting body weight as you move around on it. No matter what you did – sighing loudly, calling his name, even humming a tune of a song he liked; he didn't stop typing on his stupid computer. His attention was unwavering, despite you calling out to him.

“Suguuuu..notice me, please..” you huffed out, crawling over to kneel at the end of his king-sized bed. You were watching him click away on his computer, the screens glow casting a light shade of blue over his pale face.

Click! Click! Click!

“Suguru!” you repeated in a sterner voice when he didn’t respond, hoping to gain his attention. He definitely didn’t like when you acted tough with him, so you hoped this would break his silence.

With a swift movement of his wrist, he shut his laptop and turned his swiveling chair in your direction, raising an eyebrow. “What could be so important that you have to bother me during my study time?”

“Oh so now I'm bothering you? Then why did you even call me over if I'm suuuuch a bother..” you asked, a hint of sarcasm creeping into your soft voice.

“Why do you have to start a fight everytime? Yes, you are bothering me but only right now.” he explained while letting out a loud sigh, his voice tinged with a hint of impatience. “I called you over because I enjoy your presence..I expected a bit more respect from you especially because you know that I have to study.” His purple eyes practically stared holes through you, challenging your attitude.

You could feel your cheeks flush a light shade of pink at his words. He scoffed when you didn’t respond, clearly frustrated with the sudden tension. He hated it when you shut down just because you didn’t like what someone said. “Hey. Hey. Look at me. Don’t shut up just because you’re mad.”

“I just don't get it. I know no other boy who ignores his girlfriend like you do..it's just unfair.” you mumbled under your breath. Tears were welling up in your eyes as your were laying down and pressing your head against the silky blue bedsheets. The cool fabric offered little comfort as you felt a wave of loneliness wash over you.

With a loud sigh, your boyfriend got up from his chair, approaching the bed and plopping down beside you. The bed dipped under his weight, and you felt the warmth of his body close to yours. With a quiet coo, he reached out and stroked your hair, his fingers threading gently through the strands. He watched as you hid your face from him, your body tense under his touch.

“Sweetheart, hey..I'm sorry alright..look at me please.” he begged softly, coaxing you to lift your gaze. His voice had lost its sharp edge from before, replaced by genuine concern.

When you still didn't look at him, he felt hopeless. Did you really care that much about spending time with him? He was a person who was content while having a person just around him, but you apparently didn't agree with that.

“We- We’ll do something together tomorrow, alright? Maybe we can go on a pretty picnic date..I know you like those. But you have to let me finish learning today..deal?” he offered, trying to show you that he does care

“Mhm hm..deal..” you sniffled after a while, finally relenting. You leaned into his touch as he slowly wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a comforting embrace. His scent, familiar and soothing, surrounded you, and you felt the tension between you two begin to melt away – like icecream when it's laying for too long in the sun.

Suguru kissed the top of your head, whispering, “I promise I’ll make it up to you. Just let me get through this, okay?”

At his reassurance you nod and close your eyes, losing yourself in his soft embrace. His arms were truly one of the best places in the world.