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ignisregina · 1 year ago

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Do you have any ships for Marianne or Daighre? If you do, would you like to gush about them?

i woke up to this (two days ago lol) and was like 'whoa don't give me too much platform about this topic' hahaha

okay just IM GIVING YOU ONE LAST CHANCE TO BACK OUT lol no too late for that. this isn't just romantic ships but also friendships because uwu i love it when someone adopts marianne.

aight so fiiiirst, @dcwnthercbbithcle IDK MAN, I THINK WE'VE BEEN FOLLOWING EACH OTHER FOREVER why did we just talk now coz Fiadh and my baby just clicked together so well. i'm always super happy to find muses that are involved in the cycle one verse coz i think marianne is somehow a different person back then living a different life altogether. it's a pretty confined life, yes, and that's why i'm so happy she has fiadh aka literal force of nature. i think bunni just knows how to talk to me coz we just keep yelling back and forth at each other about daighre and fiadh and it's all fun and games until your bestie chooses to kick the bucket on you after all you've been through - literal lore getting written because of their shenanigans, going through a war and grief, balancing their domains and friendship together, and then she's gone and you have to go through your long lame life alone. and the best part is meeting again in the future and knowing things have changed between them but they're kinda clinging to some semblance of the past, one because she remembers, the other coz she does not. HAVE YOU SEEN THE LONG HEADCANONS BUNNI WRITES FOR THEM I CANNOT I AM CRY

next is allie. i'm so thankful for @wildcxrds for being marianne's first bestie when she got back in the rp scene. i love this because they share the same element - fire - but have veeery different dispositions. where marianne is temperamental, allie is patient. where marianne is quick to anger, allie is all patience. and extra points because allie is an orphan and yet she's the one who sort of adopted marianne. anyway, i'm so glad i'm seeing you around again! excited to write with you once more!!!

@cfgcdsandmcnsters's malakai. this guys should be a lesson to all that when you say "sEnD shIppY meMes EvEn if wE DoN'T hAVe A shIP" WILL GET YOU A MEME AND A SHIP AHAHAHA. oKAY BUT FIRST LET ME SAY THAT LILA IS LITERALLY THE BEST HGJSFGJSHDFGJHG SO AMAZINg. I'm so terribly sorry Marianne isn't as creative as Malakai and all she can come up with is a dumb nickname while she gets something poetic AF ahahahaha. I'm sorry what, i can't hear you over eventide sun HAHAHAHA. he's sooo gentle with her and it kinda annoys her? like 'wtf you can't always put me first, mal'. never thought marianne would ever hang out in a punk club but what can we do...

@vihilum and i one day jumped on discord and just planned the entire dynamics of reed and marianne and HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? OH yes because i randomly doodled a thing and bam! ship. anyway, i know you're not here a lot but i just want to say anyway that i loved what we talked about and your enthusiasm for their dynamics. your demon child reed will always have a home in marianne whenever your guys are back.

and you're last @heksery because i can (no because you have two, wtf that's illegal). this is funny coz we were both out of tumblr when it happened, there were memes before there were even ships, and honestly, the ships happened because of the memes. ironically, i haven't finished the meme that started this. it's not much but i will finish it anyway otherwise i will feel like i've tricked u into doing this HAHAHAHA. i think i once said their trope is found family but how to unfind them HAHAHA i love that Marianne gets some degree of pass from jules and pat HAHAHAHA

if you've heard of fun's some nights "coz i could use some friends for a change", i guess that's her thing with jules especially. like, does she fully trust jules? no, but she's not looking for someone who will 100% not stab her in the back and who has a shiny moral compass. she's there for jules' strength and no-nonsense attitude and her begrudging way of showing love because, i think, at the back of her mind marianne knows she has also this begrudging way of accepting love. if jules wants to take care of people but she doesn't wanna admit it, marianne wants to be taken care of but HAHA she doesn't recognize it either so jules can insult her and she can angrily accept.

idk what she liked about patrick. he's hot? but yeah no kidding, it's probably that plus the swag and power and his hair lol. that's soooo sexy to her but also annoying AF. and your boi can't resist egging her on and she can't resist wanting to take him down a notch but they have to watch their tempers because it's either breaking the bed or breaking the house probably. just like with jules, i don't think marianne would ever admit it but she feels safe in his presence because she knows he could take her attitude and he could also take her on - in a banter, in a fight, in *ahem* other stuff - like in terms of power he can match her. so it's basically the touch her and you die but also touch him and you die so just let me scream quietly in my corner thanks

haha oh well i think that's all. i probs said too much, but hey, you asked XD I just wanna thank everyone who puts up with me about this ahahaha *sinks back to the sea*

#(.ask me i should know: answered)#haha thank you for asking uwu #i hope your breakfast/lunch/dinner is fine AF

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yerion · 2 years ago

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OMG RION WHATTTT

HOW CAN THEY BACKPEDAL THEIR RELATIONSHIP LIKE THAT

AND WHAT THE HECK CAN TAEHYUNG AND JUNGKOOK GROW UP, A GIRL IS DYING HERE AND THE TWO OF YOUR ARE BUSY GETTING TERRITORIAL

(Jungkook was so hot for that anger tho 😗, and that confession was sooo sexy of him)

I soo loved part 6!!!!!

I AM SO SORRY!!!!! but it was fully needed bc of how stupidly vague jungkook is!!!! >:( i’m sending him to the naughty corner for being wishy washy…

HELPPPPPQHAKHS??? she’s dying, she’s actually needing immediate cpr???? what are u guys doing playing games when the woman of ur lives are dying??? i really wanted to portray the “immature” sides of both of them, considering how they live under the same roof and l*ve the same girlie…. so hopefully they looked like a bunch of kids fighting on the playground…. heh…

SO HOT AND SO SEXY?? the two best words to describe our mg!jk??? i am absolutely honoured and i will now proceed to serve u my whole life on a plate…. i’m so glad u think so!!! :D he definitely was very assertive and i just.. MUAH

thank u so much for coming again, lychee!!! <3 tons of hecking love for u—in fact, limitless love for u!!! thank you for being patient!!! ~.~

#🏆 mind games: ask #MY ANGEL BACK AT IT AGAIN #i’m so happy to hear u enjoyed T__T #i’ll fetch the next chapter asap!!!

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snarkwrites · 3 years ago

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Could u write a headcanon for being tony starks niece and dating steve rogers while being shy and really cute?💕

A/N: I am so so so so sorry I'm just now getting around to these. Life has been really, really busy lately on my end and I swear, I wasn't trying to avoid you. Thank you so much for sending me this it was really cute idea and I had a blast imagining this. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!

CHARACTER;

Steve Rogers | Captain America (with hints of Tony Stark as your/readers uncle)

WARNINGS;

None, nada, nein. This one is squeaky clean.

TAGGING MY MARVEL BABES;

@chasingeverybreakingwave

@kyleoreillysknee

@micolegg

@mrsstevenbuchananstark

OTHER FUN THINGS;

[ faq | tag list | nsfw masterlist | sfw masterlist | request info ]

Your apartment was having emergency repairs done to it, thanks to a pipe freezing and bursting. You only just moved to town to work as a secretary for Stark Industries, you really only knew your uncle Tony, so naturally, that’s where you went to stay. Tony was throwing another one of his parties, surprise.. The rest of his ‘team’ were there and while you enjoyed meeting them, you just kind of clicked with Steve the best. You’re both quiet.. Reserved. Not a fan of huge gatherings at all. He actually found you at one point during said party, sitting out on the balcony of the tower and stargazing. He’d wandered out to get some fresh air and you struck up a conversation. You’ve always been into astronomy and the like, so you were telling him the stories behind the constellations and pointing them out and whether you knew it or not, he was hanging on your every word.

Over the next few days, the two of you always just seemed to find each other. If you were in a room together, you always caught yourself looking up just in time to meet his gaze. While he may be reserved and a bit old fashioned, Steve just isn’t the kind of man who is going to bother hiding the fact that he’s staring at you. And he’s too blunt to hide the fact that he’s flirting with you, although you don’t really pick up on that at first…

You’re grabbing coffee before work and you happen to run into him coming back from his morning run with Sam. When Sam kind of laughs and mentions that Steve talks about you a lot and it’s nice to finally meet you, it does kind of make you all weak in the knees and you actually feel yourself blushing. But you also have enough sense to dismiss it as Steve just telling one friend about another. Steve’s kind of grumpy about Sam’s teasing, but he kind of shrugs it off. You wind up getting talked into breakfast with Steve and Sam because Steve realizes that you haven’t eaten yet and he insists that you eat before you go to work. Then he winds up walking you to the office, too. He gets hit on by one of the other secretaries but he kind of like… Laughs her off? But it’s because he’s made his mind up, he wants to pursue you. You’re surprised when you walk out of the building after you’re off work for the day and you find him waiting. Leaned against that old motorcycle of his and grinning as you approach. He talks you into grabbing a bite at a diner near the Tower, and then insists on escorting you back to your own place since you were finally able to go home.

You two spend so much time together that Natasha finally corners you up and asks if there’s something going on. Which your uncle hears and says “There better not be! I told the guy to leave you alone.” which prompts you to kind of tease him and laugh it off before answering Natasha when he’s left the room. “There isn’t… but lately I feel like I wouldn’t mind at all if there was.” Natasha kind of teases you about your ‘crush’ but she tells you that she thinks Steve feels the same way and she points out that it’s a ‘new world’.. Meaning maybe you should make the first move. Just the thought has you flustered and perplexed. So you put the idea out of your head for a while and things continue at a sweet and slow pace between you and Steve.

He asks you on your first actual date around July. He takes you to a fireworks show at a little park nearby and there’s music playing and he asks you to dance despite nobody else around you two dancing. When he helps you off the blanket on the ground, he pulls you completely against him and there’s this.. Look in his eyes. “What?” you’re giggling when you ask, but then Steve mutters something about not caring what your uncle thinks and he crashes his mouth against yours.

If you spent a lot of time together before, you’re spending practically every second together after that date. And Tony, bless his heart, he’s a big baby about it. A huuuge baby. He practically raised you, so you’re the closest he has to a child until he finally has his own and even though you’re an adult, he still feels really protective.

He corners Steve up and they have a ‘serious discussion’ (™) about everything. Steve is honest. He tells your uncle that he has nothing but good intentions and this seems to ease Tony. He’s still mildly annoyed whenever you two are snuggled up together watching some old movie or one of your newer television shows at night in the common space everyone uses in the tower, but he can look at you and tell you’re really, really happy.

“MY EYES. ARGH. GET A ROOM.” - this comes from Tony’s mouth a lot.

A lot of via Facetime PDA and flirting when they’re off on a mission to save the world. Steve keeps a picture of you two with his things and it goes everywhere with him.

He calls most women doll, but there’s this certain tone he gets when he’s talking to you.. It makes your knees weak every single time. Natasha admits at one point that she knew Steve really liked you a lot because she noticed a distinct difference in the way he says doll to other women and when he says it to you.

He likes to carry you around. He also likes to gently tease you about the fact that you’re as short as you are and fluff your hair. He loves the way you have to stand on your tiptoes and pull him down by the collar of his jacket or his tie if he’s wearing one to kiss him.

You two literally cannot fight, it ends in laughter. Tony remarks at one point that it’s ‘so sweet’ how you two are with each other that he needs to go to the dentist to get checked for cavities.

If you’re working from home, he’s really good about not letting you overwork yourself, distracting you when he thinks you need a break. Rubbing your shoulders while he’s standing behind you.

The man can absolutely cook. And it’s amazing, holy shit. You don’t know where he learned a lot of the stuff he’s made you, but it’s really,really good.

Breakfast in bed whenever you sleep over at his apartment.

Lots of star-gazing and long motorcycle rides.

Also, lots of you worrying whenever he leaves for a mission because you know he won’t back down from anything, no matter how dangerous it may seem. Lots of Steve being a bit overprotective at times, but it being totally adorable.

He’s just such a gentleman.

#captain america #mcu #mcu fanfiction #mcu headcanons #mcu fics #captain america fanfiction #captain america headcanons #my writing;captain america #my headcanons;captain america #my fics;captain america #// sorry this took so long. life has been busy af lately.#// im going to try to answer all the asks in my inbox asap now that i'm back though #// thank you guys sooo much for sending them in and being patient!#// hope this is what you asked for anon!#// also apologies in advance bc I am... so rusty #// so so rusty

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simp4ace · 3 years ago

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♥Loving Portgas D. Ace♥

"He was my blossoming spring and golden summer, my misty autumn and withering winter. He - the embodiment of my fervent love."

-Anon-

Helllooo and HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE💖💖💖

Sooo~~~As you all have already known! Today is 1st January, and it's not only the first day of New Year but also the day when our most favorite fire boy was born!!! Happy Birthday, Portgas D. Ace!!!! 🥰🥰🥰❤❤❤

In honor of his birthday, I decided to hold a very small event to celebrate it (yes, even though the mid-term test is coming up next week I still wanna do it anyway, you guys can tell how much I simp for this man🙄)

It's going to be a small one since it's my first time organizing an event. I don't know how to do it, to be honest, and it was a hasty decision at the last minute (kinda) That being said, I'll open for 7 slots only😊 My requests are opened for this event only, and will be closed again after all the slots have been filled!!!

I have come up with some fluffy and comforting prompts; you can choose one or two for one request and I'll write a short scenario for each. This event is specially organized for Ace my love, so I'm not going to write for other characters. I'll write for Ace, and Ace only😊❤

I hope you have read it carefully before sending one hehe, tysm<3

🥰 Fluff:

"The world just...feels right. When I'm with you."

"You're really cute, you know?"

"I haven't mastered the art of kissing yet." // "Wanna practice?"

"Don't speak. Just kiss me."

"So...is this like, a thing now?"

"Can I hold your hand?"

"I don't care if people see."

"I wish I could tell the whole world that you are mine now."

"I have always been in love with you from the start. It's always been you."

"I like the way I'm when I'm with you."

"Wait...don't pull away. Not yet."

"You smell really nice."

🥺 Comfort: (you can give a detailed situation for this one!)

"If you don't stop crying, I won't be able to kiss you."

"That guy ain't the one you like. It should be me, right?"

"Forget them. I will treat you better. I promise, with my whole life."

"I like you just the way you are."

"Everything is going to be alright. I've got you."

"Just hold me tonight."

"Being alone is sad, so I'll stay with you."

"Shh, it's okay. I'm here now. I'm right here."

"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."

ALL THE SLOTS ARE NOW TAKEN🥰

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PARTICIPATING FDHJBFHJ I don't even believe it myself aaa tysm😭😭❤❤

And ah, one more thing, please be polite when you send me your request, I mean just a hello and a thank you would do🥺 I'm afraid I'll have to delete the requests which are rude and sound more like a demand. Also, I still have to deal with exams and school works (cuz at my place we have a different New Year so we don't celebrate this day like other countries around the world, which means no holiday😭) so please be patient with me if I take too long to finish your requests🥺🥺🥺❤❤❤

p/s: I'm thinking of making a tag list for this event only, so any Ace lovers out there who are interested in you guys can let me know through dm and ask box! Thank you for your attention💖

p/s2: thanks @fire-fist-ann and @tsunderedoctor for giving me the prompt idea! I love you guys <3333

#I might be offline from Tumblr for a day or two cuz it's new year and we will go out hehe #hopefully I will come back to some request🥺🥺#please do send one fdjvbfv #thank youuu!!!#writing event #one piece scenario #one piece x you #one piece x reader #portgas d. ace #portgas d ace x reader #tribute for ace #happy birthday to ace my bby 💖#loving portgas d ace the event #rin chan's writing #also first time I made a banner omg #I hope it's not too terrible #it's a lot of first time :<#only Ace could make me do so yess

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duskamethyst · 4 years ago

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playing with fire.

a/n: sooo this is my take on the racer!AU. i’ve spent some time watching movies about car racing to get a grasp on the whole scene so i hope i executed this well enough. i also used some terms that are related to cars and wtv, so you can google if you're curious.

word count: 3.8k

genre: smut, nsfw, mature, quirkless AU

warnings: illegal street racing

pairing: racer!keigo x f!reader

summary: keigo is notorious for being the king of speed and drifting in car races and you’ve caught his attention since the first night you joined as a line girl. although keigo has his eyes on you for a while now, he realizes that he might’ve missed a few things about you. and well, surprises aren’t exactly bad.. right?

keigo loves speed. he loves the adrenaline pumping in his veins.

and what better way can he express his love for it?

cars. races.

keigo is a force to be reckoned with. he grew to be infamous for his incredible skills and talent in the scene and because of that, he also became the main target for the cops.

however, he’s not aiming for anything in particular. yet he doesn’t mind the prizes that come with it either; recognition, money, women.

and boy, how he can easily get anyone wrapped around his finger.

but one thing he’s irritated about is how you’ve never paid him any attention. he got some killer looks, has won so many races, fucking loaded with money and he’s pretty confident about his size too (you can ask the other girls if you need reference, by the way).

what more does he need to entertain you?

keigo gets excited when you’re filling the role of the line girl for his races on certain nights. he knows that it’s the best opportunity to show you what he’s made of and he wants you to know that you shouldn’t be taking him so lightly.

the starting line is crowded with car enthusiasts, boys and girls alike– gathered for their love towards expensive sport cars, the sound of roaring engines, the thrill of watching and betting between two racers. the roads on the city outskirts has been put into lockdown by the responsible crews to avoid disruptions from other vehicles or bystanders.

keigo pulls up to the arena with his red nissan a few minutes early, not wanting to be late especially because he's the main star for tonight. his avid followers would already be there before him and instantly swarm around his loud car to cheer him on, wish him luck and maybe give him some kisses on his cheeks too.

as he’s chatting with the people around him, his golden eyes wander around from time to time to catch a glimpse of you in the arena. his eyes narrow when he finally sees you standing and talking by the window of his rival’s car.

he wishes he could hear what you’re talking about that makes you all smiles and giggles while all he has ever gotten is the cold shoulder. keigo leans on his car, arms folded across his chest as he watches you from afar. he can’t stop himself from rolling his eyes when he notices you kissing the guy’s cheek before you walk away and strut in his direction to get across the other end.

a playful smirk tugs on the corners of his lips by reflex as he watches you come nearer, the noises of the engines and chatters around him are quick to become white noises. yet, you only spare him a glance.

“hey,” you stop in your tracks and turn once you realize that he’s trying to talk to you and his lips curl into a lopsided smile as he smizes you with his golden eyes. “i’m keigo.”

you look at his extended hand peculiarly before shaking it firmly. “yeah, don’t humble yourself. all people here know you.”

“oh?” he raises a brow in amusement. “i’m just saying because you’re kinda new here.”

you smile, “already keeping tabs on me, keigo?”

“how could i not?” he chuckles. “always gotta keep you in my sight.”

“right,” you scoff. “what if i say that i’m taken and he’s my boyfriend?” you tilt your head to the side to point at the guy you spoke to earlier.

keigo inhales through gritted teeth, feigning a pained and offended expression on his face. “then you have a bad taste in men.”

“ha-ha,” you roll your eyes, pretending not to be amused by him yet he can see the small smile on your lips. “race is starting soon, you should get in your car.”

“don’t you wanna kiss me good luck?” keigo stares at your ass as you turn to walk away but he quickly shifts his gaze to your face once you turn to look at him.

“i don’t think you’re the type that believes in luck.” you flash a sarcastic smile before striding off towards the front center of the track.

two race cars come forward before the red line that was freshly sprayed just a few minutes prior. keigo watches you as he revs his engine, sending a flirtatious wink when your eyes meet.

ignoring him, you raise both arms in the air, glancing between the two males who now have intense glares on the road ahead as they grip their steering wheels and gears firmly.

“ready! set!” you shout through the revving engines and the cheers from the mob. “go!”

the moment you draw your hands down, both vehicles instantly speed off and emit white smoke from the friction of tires on the asphalt. when you spin around, you can vividly see that keigo is the one eating dust.

keigo is calm and focused. like a hawk soaring in the blue sky, he keeps his prey within his vicinity before he waits for the right moment to pounce. he loves to chase– purposely letting his opponent get swept by their own overconfidence before he severely crushes down their will by swiftly changing the lead. some wouldn’t take the risk, but keigo absolutely loves the devastated look on their faces when he veers beside them by surprise.

any regular racers would be familiar with the track by now. he presses the clutch as he changes necessary gears while the mph meter increases gradually as his right foot presses down the accelerator continuously. keigo skillfully speeds through tunnels and every sharp corner until his bumper eventually lightly hits the race car in front of him, making the two of them neck-to-neck.

however, the car in front of him keeps on shifting side by side in an attempt to stop him from getting the chance to overtake. despite the adrenaline pumping in his veins, keigo is patient. he’s aware of the corner ahead where people usually make the same mistake and that’s where he finds the opening to strike.

approaching the said corner, keigo has expected that the other car would make a wide angled drift thus with his own dexterity, he maintains perfect control as he drifts through the entire corner.

“hah, bastard.” he snickers, glancing at his side mirror to see the other car struggles to catch up from the poor oversteering.

keigo steps on the gas harder before he activates the nitrous oxide and boosts his ride until the finish line; easily completing the whole lap with the other car just a decent gap behind.

his ears are ringing with cheers as steps out from the car as people instantly flock around him to express their praises for his victory. keigo notices you weaving your way through the crowd to reach him and a triumphant smirk curls on his lips.

“i’m not surprised.” you say, voice lacing in sheer amusement.

“yeah, but you’re the big prize for me tonight.” he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer, ignoring the people around him.

“i wasn’t a part of the bet.” you chide.

keigo smiles at you endearingly before he gaze trails far in the distance. “we gotta run.”

as if on cue, the most hated and startling siren echoes through the street. everyone quickly scatters to their cars and drives off while you get inside keigo’s car with him. he wastes no time and speeds off before one patrol car chases after him.

“hold on, baby.” he swerves through corners, changing gears as he presses the gas harder to try and get the police off his tail. “one more corner will shake him off.”

keigo expects you to be frantic but he is caught off guard when he realizes that you’ve opened the window and stuck your upper body out of the car window.

“what are you–”

you lift up your shirt and flash your tits at the cops behind you, “fuck you!”

a look of shock is apparent on his face but then he laughs to himself, thinking that he’s seeing you as you actually are, even for a brief second, and not the cold façade you’ve always shown him.

you get back in and sink in your seat just before keigo makes it to the last corner, giving him a chance to widen the gap between him and the car behind him before he quickly brakes at a dark, quiet alley.

“think we lost them.” he peeks through the rear view mirror to see the patrol car passing and missing the alley you both are hiding. “let's wait for a few minutes before i take you home.”

the both of you stay in the car for a few moments, making sure that there are no more cops patrolling the roads before he starts to drive off to your house. keigo doesn’t know why but he suddenly finds himself to be rather nervous now that you’re alone with him. he chooses not to make you uncomfortable so he geeks about his car instead and talks about which car he’d like to own next and gives his own elaboration why he adores it in the form of horsepower, engine and all the shit that you’re probably not too familiar with.

now he feels like an idiot.

keigo hits the brake once you tell him to stop in front of your apartment and he’s a bit upset that the journey ended quicker than he thought.

“thanks for the ride, keigo.” you say before opening the door and step out.

“sure thing. sorry if i talked too much.” he scratches the back of his neck in embarrassment.

but he feels relieved and his confidence flows within him when he hears you laugh. “it’s fine. you did rather.. well.”

“you’re not too bad yourself,” he grins, knowing that you’re not talking about the race he won. “flashing your tits like that. you’re full of surprises.”

you close the door and lean down to the open window, “and i assume you’d like to know what i have up my sleeves?”

“i’m taking you out after my next win.” he snickers, honey orbs glinting with overflown confidence and mischief.

“only if i get to drive.” you smile cheekily, leaving him stunned before a cocky smirk etches on his lips.

“bet.”

it has been two weeks since keigo last saw you and tonight is another night that you’re filling in as the flagger. he’s uncharacteristically super pumped for his race tonight, coming with extra determination to absolutely annihilate the race since he can’t wait for the biggest prize that awaits him.

he watches as you stand in the middle of the starting line, not missing the wink you give him before you glance at the other male to see if both contenders are ready. both cars rev their engines as they wait for your signal. this time, keigo immediately accelerates with incredible speed and smokes the other, not offering the slightest chance for his opponent to take the lead.

the battle takes place in the parking lot tonight– from the basement until the rooftop. keigo is notorious for his drifting skills so he’s able to ascend to each floor without breaking a sweat, oversteering through every spiral ramp that eventually leads to the rooftop.

sounds of screeching tires can be heard from the wire. the winner is already expected by the crowd, yet they all stay and wait at the finish line to welcome the first car to arrive. sooner than later, keigo’s car is the first one to appear and the mob instantly runs over to him while the other arrives seconds later with some ugly dents and scratches on their car.

“you really didn’t hold back, huh?” you chaff, resting your arms on top of his shoulders before he pulls you into an embrace.

“i just couldn’t wait to take my prize back home.” he whispers in your ear, just audible for the two of you but before he can take the chance to kiss you, you pull away.

“come on, playboy. let’s take a drive.” you quickly jump into the driver’s seat and rev his engine. as he’s about to open the other door, you intentionally step on the gas to make the car move forward.

“you can do it.” you laugh, moving the car forward again when he tries to open the door.

“not funny, kid.” keigo looks at you in annoyance before quickly opening the door and sitting beside you.

“i’m just teasing you.”

keigo rolls his eyes and sighs, “okay, go slowly when we’re going down the ramps.”

he guides you the whole way down, reminding you to be careful of the corners and to keep watch on both side mirrors as you drive down until you’ve successfully reached the exit of the building and onto the main road.

“that’s good. i guess you know how the clutches work now. so when you want to drive faster, you should– holy shit!”

you immediately accelerate and skillfully shift gears as you drive through town. keigo on the other hand, quickly wears his seatbelt and holds onto his seat in fear for the whole ride. it must be the terrified look on his face because he can hear you laugh like a maniac as you drive even faster.

“fuck! slow it down, kid!” he yells, staring widely at the road in front him to make sure you’re not crashing his car to any poles or other vehicles.

keigo swears that his soul has already flown out of his body but luckily you both have made it in front of your apartment unscathed. he has no idea how, but he’s fucking glad the car has stopped.

“that was fun!” you chirp and turn off the engine.

“n-never again.” he stammers and quickly finds solace by stepping on the ground, thanking the lords that he still has the chance to see another day.

“get a grip, keigo. you’re lucky i didn’t use nos.”

you get out of the car and hand him his keys before leading him inside your complex.

“i wanted to drive to your place but you were busy screaming when i asked you where you live.” you purposely pick on him, remembering how he couldn’t utter cohesive words except for ‘watch out!’, ‘holy shit!’ and some other things of those sorts.

“shut up.” he pinches your arm.

“but my place is okay too, right?” you smile sweetly as you open your door and pull him inside. you both quickly take off your shoes and keigo’s arms easily wrap around your waist to pull you close.

“if here’s where you want to show me the tricks you have up your sleeves, why not?”

“but you didn’t seem too entertained with my surprise earlier.” you pout innocently, leading him towards your bedroom.

“i appreciate it.”

keigo crashes his lips onto yours and pushes both bodies back down on your bed. he quickly takes off his leather jacket along with his shirt and throws it to the floor before his hands roam around your body while your hands run through his fluffy blonde hair.

you moan into the kiss when you feel his erection grinding against your pussy and he breaks away to pepper kisses down your neck. keigo takes off your shirt and unclasps your bra before he latches his mouth on one of your hardened nipples and tweaks the other between his fingers.

“you’re so impatient,” he mumbles, pressing down your clit through the damped panties. “you’re so wet and i barely touched you.”

“stop it, keigo.” you whine breathlessly, rubbing the bud against his finger shamelessly to relief the dull ache.

“hm? i’m just teasing you.” he mocks. “can’t take it?”

“you’re an ass.” you bite back playfully, making the male chuckle with mirth.

keigo takes off your skirt and pulls down your panties, smearing his thumb with your slick through your puffy folds and revels over how warm and drenched you are.

“fuck.” he hisses as he watches you squirm from his touch. “what do you want me to do to you, babe?”

you nibble your lips anticipatingly, “hmm, show me how fast you are in bed.”

his eyes twinkle with pleasure and his lips twist into a sardonic smile, “oh? that sounds more like a challenge to me.”

keigo bends your knees up, holding your ankles as he dives down to lick a fat strip of your essence. you shudder from the feeling of his wet muscle lapping the slick up and down while he gazes at your blissful expression through half-lidded eyes. he intentionally circles your throbbing clit with the tip of his tongue and gives a harsh suck that causes your legs to tremble.

“mmph– keigo!” you whimper, trying to close your legs together but he only pushes your legs up even more until your ass is lifted from the bed.

he drags his tongue down slowly then prods it inside your dripping hole. he wiggles his tongue all around your walls, shoving it as deep as he can until most of his face is buried against your cunny. your cheeks heat up in embarrassment when you make eye contact with the male– his gaze is predatory and intense, his expression inexplicit as he continues to fuck you with his tongue.

the warm muscle brushing rapidly against your walls feels so lewd yet arousing. keigo can see that your tummy begins to twitch as your breath comes shorter while your legs shakes uncontrollably. keigo pulls away, licking his lips t0 clean off your juices yet you can still see some leftovers glimmering on the tip of his nose and his chin.

“shit,” he slides in a finger inside your quivering hole and groans over the feeling of your walls clenching around it. “you’re ready to take a cock, aren’t you?”

“mmhmm, please.” you whimper, grinding your hips to match his pace after he fits in another finger.

“i like you begging like this. not very cocky now, huh?” he curls his digits inside you, dragging it against the spongy part that bounds to tip you off the edge soon.

“oh, fuck–” you gasp as the muscles in your lower stomach continues to tighten vigorously. “keigo– wanna cum–”

“then cum.” he snickers, pushing his fingers back and forth at a ruthless pace while his thumb ghosts over your neglected clit. “come on. you can do it.”

keigo mocks again, not minding how he comes off quite petty since he’s the one who has the upper hand now. so he uses that opportunity to make you beg and given the fact that you’ve grown more desperate, you let it slide.

“p-please–” your hips are shaking, begging for one final push before you can completely reach your orgasm.

“you need me to touch this clit, don’t you?” he coos, grazing his thumb teasingly.

“pleaseplease. need you, keigo. make me cum–”

keigo generously rubs tight circles on your clit, causing your body to spasm violently as you’re pushed over the edge and cream all over his fingers. keigo crawls on top of you, drowning your moans with a fervour kiss and the saltiness that has enveloped his tongue embeds with your taste buds.

“but that wasn’t enough to show you how fast i can be, right?” he chuckles, freeing his throbbing cock from its confinement, tip already flushed with a bead of precum before he shifts back down and lines with your quivering hole.

you gasp when you feel his cock stretches your sopping cunny, each bulging vein brushes against your walls as he fills you to the brim.

“shit. i– ‘m so full.” you sob, clenching your sheets firmly before he takes out his cock halfway and pushes back inside you steadily.

“f-fucking tight. your pussy’s sucking me so well.” he props on his hands so he can look into your eyes while he pounds inside your pussy. reflexively, your legs are wrapped around his waist and allows keigo to ram deeper and concurrently kissing your cervix with his tip.

“hah– feels good–” you moan. “choke me.”

your request took him by surprise and it’s clear from the way his cock suddenly twitches inside you. nonetheless, he complies; circling his palm around your throat and pressing carefully.

“mmph– yesyesyes!” your eyes roll back as your mind slowly becomes cloudy from the lack of oxygen while the male growls above you, sheathing his thick cock in and out as your walls clench around him.

“goddamn, you’re clamping down on me.” he says through gritted teeth, applying more pressure around your neck as he thrusts harder.

the air in the room is filled with the sounds of his balls smacking your skin and lewd squelching noises. the pressure inside your tummy builds up drastically and your toes are curling as you chase for another orgasm while you submissively let keigo milk his cock with your sloppy cunt.

“come on, baby. cum on this fat cock.”

you’re unsure whether your mind is playing tricks on you or whether keigo’s pace has become more relentless and incredibly fast but you couldn’t bring yourself to care when it feels so good, the pressure inside your stomach is threatening to snap.

“keigo–!” with a loud cry of his name, you finally come undone– pussy fluttering around his cock and he finally lets go of his hold from your neck to let you breathe.

“fuck yeah. good girl.” keigo nibbles on your neck, marking you with purple bruises as he rides through your high. his sporadic thrusts soon starts to falter and you know he’s just close when you feel his cock twitching inside.

“fuck– baby– i’m gonna cum.” he says through grunts, brows furrowing as he desperately reaches for his climax. his hips stop moving abruptly, groaning in your ear as he fills you up with his load.

the two of you stay in trance for a moment, regaining your composure before keigo pulls out his spent cock and lies next to you. while keigo is still in a daze, you get up and reach for the drawer beside you and get on top of him. keigo snaps back to reality when he hears the clank of a metal sound above his head. by tugging his wrists, he can figure that it’s a metal handcuff. once again, keigo is astonished. it’s confounding and thrilling; how many more surprises do you have in store for him? all underneath that cold guise, he has never expected you to be such a fun person to be with.

“round two? so soon.” he smirks conceitedly, golden eyes shining brightly with eagerness. “i must’ve been that good, huh?”

but you only chuckle and shake your head before looking at him dead in the eyes. he’s slightly perplexed, but his blood run cold once you show him a shiny badge in your hand.

upon his obvious dismay, you return his smirk. “keigo takami, you’re under arrest for participating in illegal street racing.”

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fa-by · 4 years ago

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Hellooo babies and dear Anons 👋🏼🤗 Welcome to a new ‘Q&A’ post. Enjoy 🙃

Here, dear Anon. I spoke and gave my interpretation of Find U Again here: https://fa-by.tumblr.com/post/648195009382842368/2-%C9%9F (sixth question).

Here, dear Anon. I talked about Michael Clifford here: https://fa-by.tumblr.com/post/648194217526640640/%C9%9F (Point n° 2).

Nope and nope, dear Anon. Camila was in a relationship before they got together. May I advise you to listen to their songs with a little more attention, dear?

They were certainly more distant, dear Anon. As for the not speaking, it was a bit impossible not to do it work-wise speaking, but they certainly didn't talk about them and their situation. Not until Laur finally got her head out of her ass.

1) Of course I do, dear Anon. 2) She didn't hide it very well as you say. 3) Yes, because Lauren, but also Camila, are anything but subtle when they're jealous.

Thank you so much, dear Anon 🤗 and forgive me, but I don't think I understood what you mean. Do you mean if they were angry at each other? Because if they were angry at each other, then I don't think they shared a room 🤷🏻‍♀‍

Hiii to you too, baby CS 👋🏼😄 Lauren created her Tumblr at 14, so, no, I'm sorry, dear. It has nothing to do with Camila.

Hello to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄 When they stopped communicating again. It became painful when they stopped sharing with each other moments, situations, feelings, desires, opinions, fears, and everything that is enclosed in communication. But this happened after their first breakup. Their real first breakup lasted very little and led to their rings, dear. Sooo.

No, dear Anon, they weren't fighting. That was a soundcheck, not the concert. Can't you see they didn't have their white stage costumes? Can't you see they were all lazily rehearsing the steps? And then, I'm sorry, dear, but have you ever seen Camila angry? Does it look like she's angry here?

That's just Mila being Mila, dear Anon 🤣

No, dear Anon. That rumor was created as soon as the video of Camila singing the ‘The Hills/Crazy in Love’ mashup cover came out on July 3, 2015. It's just that. A cover like many others she's done. Mila at the time still didn't have the possibility and the access to record in a professional studio outside of 5H, so let alone if she could write and sell a song. And another proof I can give you about this is the fact that she hadn't even written I Know What You Did Last Summer yet. Camila, Ally, and Troy (Ally's ex-boyfriend) went to Taylor's ‘1989 Tour’ concert on July 10, 2015 (Shiseido was one of the opening acts, and that was the day ‘they wrote’, sure, Jane, a part of IKWDLS backstage). Exactly 7 days after that video. So, dear Anon, my answer is no. I don't believe at all in the possibility that it happened.

Hello to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄 Yes, I read it, and no, dear. The story was written in 2014, so even though we can find coincidences today, it means absolutely nothing. They're just that: coincidences. The girl who wrote it, Jazmin, is from Germany, and that alone should make you realize she's not an insider. She's just a really talented and brilliant girl who has been able to write stories like Do I Wanna Know, CC7, and LJ10.

Of course I've seen/heard that video, dear Anon. I also talked about it in my last post, about the kiss more specifically. And to answer your questions:

1) neither. You can hear someone say: “This is weird. I missed you so much”. And honestly? I find this part of the audio so incredibly strange. You wanna know why? Because the video starts with screaming fans, right? One of them even screaming Lauren’s name. Then there's this sentence said at the same time as the kiss. That alone proves they didn't say it, but that’s not even what makes that sentence weird for me. It's the fact that I believe it was inserted into the video. I mean, I can't hear what Lucy and Nando are saying who are much closer to the camera than Camren, but I can clearly hear this sentence which is should supposedly have been said by one of them in a low voice from inside the van? Like, whaaaat? Come on, now. Look and listen for yourself if you don't believe me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAZS1QhEgoU.

2) Surprised by what? And why are you so sure they slept together?

I hope you're having a good day too, dear Anon.

Hello to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄 To me, Camila explains in a brilliantly sarcastic and sassy way, how she doesn't need a guy. Like “Cinderella never asked for a prince”, in this case, her.

If you think about it, all Disney princesses are beautiful, well-dressed, thin, with long hair, often naïve, and especially in the first movies, white. And all of them always follow the same basic model: they wait for the intervention of prince charming to solve the problems of their existence. Disney has luckily evolved over the years, but do you realize that they’ve made us grow up with the idea that to save us from our troubles and to change our lives, will be the encounter with ‘the right man’? That finding the love of one's life is the goal for a woman, and that beauty is the means to conquer it?

Disney movies, undoubtedly, convey a lot of positive messages. They can spur us on to being altruistic and optimistic, to commit ourselves to what we do, to try to change our own destiny, etc., etc. But they also have negative aspects and messages like, indeed, a Cinderella. The poor and beautiful maid, forced to work as a scullery maid by her stepmother and evil stepsisters, envious of her beauty. An unhappy housewife who doesn’t lift a finger to change the bad situation she’s in. And what's the only way her life changes? When the handsome and rich prince she met for only five minutes, marries her. I mean, what? Sis, you danced for a couple of hours at a party with him! You basically know nothing about him, but you marry him? Okay...

Disney animated movies are rites of passage, and although it may not seem from what I said, I really love animated movies. Although they have messages that may or may not adversely affect, they're also beautiful and fun. I grew up seeing them, and I am who I am today. I watched the videotapes every day and knew them all by heart. But then growing up, I realized that not everything they show is right. So, I advise you, dear Anon, and whoever is reading this, if you have a little sister, a little cousin, or are dealing with little girls, please, explain the differences to them as you watch those movies with them. Explain to them that beauty isn't everything. Explain to them that they don't need to be blonde and blue-eyed like Cinderella. Because they are and will be beautiful as they are, and that especially when they're older, this will not have to become a requirement to be socially accepted.

But anyway. Sorry if I dwelt, dear Anon 😅 I believe Camila used this song as her own unique way to dispel the stereotype of the classic Disney princess. Sentences like “She said ‘a dream is a wish your heart makes’, and he's a sad reality”, “Us twenty first century girls need chivalry too”, and “I'm still a damn princess to you” make us understand this. She didn't need a guy, and that's all the song stands for. Hope you have a good day too, dear 😊

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Aaand I'm done 😛 I hope I was helpful in this case too 🙃 Thank you all for your asks and as usual, know that I'm available for those who have questions, so feel free to ask 😊

Always remember to be kind, to others and to yourselves. Be a good example. Be patient. Be safe and take care of yourselves. Don't let our ship sink. Keep shipping them, but please respectfully 🙏🏼 Sending you virtual love and hugs 🤗🤗🤗 I love you, babies. Always with love, F ❤️

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tsumusamu · 4 years ago

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asks :D

sorry i took so long to answer these! i just put them in one post so i wouldn't spam too much

Um I read both your series recently and I just wanted to tell you omg I love them so much I couldn’t put down my phone I got so invested into it and if it’s not a bother if you could add me to the tag list for Amorentia and Call you mine🥺💜👉👈

of course! it’s not a bother! i’m happy to hear you’re enjoying the series! <3

hello, i just want to ask if you have any haikyuu fic recommendations (preferably abt bokuto or atsumu)? Or know any other acct/s that write them? im currently on a fic hunt and i just want some writing that’s as good as yours 🤧

hi there! honestly i havent read many haikyuu fics as of late but alkhale on ao3 is probably my favorite author of all time. they have explicit fics but their rated t fics are just as good. i admire them so much!!

I LOVE UR WRTING omgosh am looking forward to the next part of call you mine SO MUCH u have no idea !!! heheh take ur time will be patiently waitinggg <3 take care!!!

i’m so happy you like my writing it means so much! you take care as well ok <3

My emotions went everywhere!! can you add me to the Call you mine taglist please?😆

Of course!

Omg omg omg I really enjoyed the most recent chapter of ‘call you mine’!! I know you were stressed about writing/publishing it but GIRLL IT WAS AMAZING AND HEART-WRENCHING - and it was a great read! Keep up the awesome work, and I’m looking forward to seeing reader and Atsumu’s interactions in the future like UGH MY HEART. PLEASE, YOU LOVE BLINDED IDIOTS. Take care, lovely!! <3 stay healthy and get some good many hours of sleep! :))

GLAD THAT YOU ENJOYED IT!! yes i dont think it was my best work but i will do my best to keep writing in the future! they are such idiots that i felt myself cringing so hard while writing LOL </3 i will take care of myself and i hope you do too!!!

can I be tagged in the next update of Call you mine?

yes!

you are such a talented writer and i just love “call you mine”. i saw that you apologised for making part 4 12k words long, but honestly write as much as you want to bc we all need as much of this series as we can get. (btw i saw that you said you don’t know when you’ll post the next update, but i kid you not when i say that i’ll check your blog daily to see if you’ve posted another part of the series and to check our your other content as well 🤭)

YES HAHA sorry i do get really long winded sometimes hence the huge chapter that i posted a few weeks ago LOL the last chapter will be even longer so prepare for that....... sorry abt my inconsistency that i cant tell you when i’ll update next but thank you for being so patient and supportive!!

could i be added in the taglist of both atsumu fics 🥺

yup!

i am speed

and would love to be added to your general taglist whenever you update any of your fics!! thanks🤍

of course! <3

can i be tagged for the call you mine 🥺

yes i’ll tag you :)

i’m in love with the hogwarts haikyuu au! i think it’s an amazing idea that needs more stories

ME TOO ANY HOGWARTS AU HAS ME GOING INSANE I THINK IT’S ONE OF THE MOST ENTERTAINING AUS TO BOTH READ AND WRITE. i will definitely be writing more hogwarts haikyuu in the future!!

i forgot to add to that last post that what you’re writing is wonderful and amazing and can’t wait for part 4!

thank you so much for your support!

call you mine is such a masterpiece, you’re such an amazing fucking writer (like the plot and everything???? GENIUS) and i can’t wait for the next update sndnkejdh

AHHH ANON thank you im so happy that you liked call you mine uiefdiasifua im currently working on the update rn thanks for being patient!!

Hi i was the ao3 reader who discovered you and wanted to drop by and say i am sooo excited to read your latest chapter!!! i also wanted to say I love LOVE major love your hogwarts au fic! idk if you know james potter but you probably do seeing as you made an au but atsumu reminds me soo much of young james potter!! i read some fics of james potter and i find him and atsumu so alike in a a way i would love if you could do more takes on your hogwartsau!!! i could send you the links if you want!!

OMGJOIJAI I hadnt even thought of it that way?? now that you mention it james and atsumu in my story do seem to have some similarities but i hope i didnt make atsumu too much of a dickhead D: i will definitely be writing more for hogwarts haikyuu!

can i mayhap get added to your general taglist? your writing is AMAZING, never fails to send me into the stratosphere from how good it is.

sure thing! i’m happy you’re enjoying my work thank you for your message <3 pls dont stay too long in the stratosphere though it’s kinda hard to breathe up there LOL

hiii!!! can you please add me to call you mine taglist??

for sure!

IM SO EXCITED FOR PART 5 OF CALL U MINE AHHHHHHHHH

I HOPE IT WILL LIVE UP TO YOUR EXPECTATIONS!!

Hello!!! Can I please be added to the Amortentia and Call you Mine taglist please? ❤️❤️ I think about them all the time, Atsumu brain rot for life!

Also super hyped for your upcoming Osamu fic! You’re amazing, I hope you’re not too stressed! Stay hydrated and get enough sleep you wonderful human being ✨✨✨❤️❤️

YES OF COURSE U CAN AND ATSUMU BRAINROT FOR ME 24/7 AS WELL. i hope i’ll be able to finish that osamu fic soon aaa thank you for being patient <3 please take care of yourself as well!

Will ch.5 be the last chapter of Call You Mine?

yes!

i just wanna say 'call you mine' is 10/10. your writing? *french kiss* i love how you go into detail - we see both atsumu's reader p.o.v - it gives depth to the characters! it's so realistic too. reader's hesitance is very valid - like how can you be sure of atsumu's feeling, when he's getting his dick wet everyday LOL! thank you for writing this, i am enjoying it so much! <3

HDSUUFHASUHF ANON PLS AHHH IM SO HAPPY THAT UR ENJOYING IT and also atsumu will get his dick wet one last time in the final part... u will see ;)

HELLO AMORTENTIA AND CALL YOU MINE ARE SO NICE im gonna cry my favorite tropes + one of them is a hogwarts!au + your writing 🥺❤️

HELLO HELLO THANK U FOR READING MY WORK!!!

i can’t wait for part 5 of call you mine. this series of yours is literally so GENIUS

i really hope that it will be satisfying!! thank you for your kind message!

I wanted to say that your writing is absolutely perfect. The way you capture these characters I’m truly speechless, and each chpt it just gets better and better 😭😭💛 could I ask to be added to the call you mine taglist? Truly, thank you for ur amazing writing !!!! 😭

AHHHH IM LITERALLY BLUSHING... THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENTS IM T___T yes of course you can be added to the taglist and thank you for reading my work!

ALSO YOUR TAKE ON TSUMU IS GOLDEN. IT IS CLASS. PERFECTION. GRACE. I CANT EVEN EXPLAIN. Anywayz CATCH ME CRYING OVER CALL YOU MINE TSUMU AND Y/N 🥲😭💛

PLS ATSUMU IS MY FAVORITE CHARACTER I ABSOLUTELY LOVE WRITING MY TAKE ON HIM. IM HAPPY TO HEAR THAT YOURE ENJOYING THIS TSUMU. AND YES... CALL YOU MINE TSUMU AND Y/N LITERALLY DRIVE ME CRAZY THEY R SO DUMB BUT I CRY WHILE WRITING THEM

Hi there! I love your Call You Mine atsumu x reader fic so much, it’s so well written! Would it be possible for me to be added to the taglist please?

thank you! and yes you can be added!

hi, just caught up with call you mine! i know this might be an odd comment on it but i'm currently going through a similar situation with my best friend as reader is (gray area, we haven't talked in a while) and reading both of their perspectives really brought me comfort. anyway thank you for writing it :)

ooo wow :O i really hope the situation you’re in gets resolved soon im wishing you good luck!! im happy that my writing was able to give you comfort <3 thank you for reading and supporting my writing!

your video edits are just *chefs kiss* my friends and I have been laughing at them for days in our gc and have even inspired memes of our own 😅 hope to see more them, they’re too good istg sending you love from three art school kids from Europe 🥺💕✨

??!#())(!@ OMG HAHAHA i would love to see some of the memes you guys came up with LOL sending love right back at you <3

hi love !! can i be added your gen tag list if you have one?

yes, i’ll add you!

Hello! Sorry for the bother but I’m suck a HUGE fan of your smau! And I’m talking about “Call You Mine” it’s so good and depressing...but that isn’t the point! I know you are busy with something else but I would like to ask if it’s be alright if I made a small fic about that story? If not, that is completely fine and understandable!

Thank you for your time and cya next time!!

yup yup that series comes with an angst tag for a reason! you’re not being a bother don’t worry! i would prefer for no fics to be made based off of the story, i’m sorry :( but thank you for asking!

I just discovered your blog and I love your writing so much.

I was wondering if I could be added to the tag list for call you mine with atsumu x reader? This story hurts me so much and it's written so well.

Thank you and have a nice day 🧡

hi! thank you for supporting my writing! yes you can be added to the taglist and im sorry it hurts </333 hope you have a nice day too bb

When do you think the next part of amortentia will be up? It’s my favorite series 😫 (no rush though!!!!)

hmmm im really not sure unfortunately :(

Sorry to bother, but I literally went through every part of Call you Mine just now AND I LOVE EVERY BIT OF IT. Oh my goodness it hurts how much I love it. The friendship and the unspoken love for each other that leads to a long yearning for each other is literally my fanfic bread and butter. ITS SO DARN GOOD and I felt like I needed to tell you that. Anyways, I hope you are having an amazing week, you’re taking care of yourself, you’re safe and healthy! Thank you for what you do! 🤗

IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT YOU LOVE IT. GENUINELY. KNOWING THAT PEOPLE ARE ENJOYING MY WORK MAKES ME SMILE SO BIG. THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME YOUR THOUGHTS. please take care yourself as well, and thank you for your ask!

Hi! I recently saw your atsumu x reader fic on ao3 (Call you mine) and I haven't read it yet but I've seen others talk about it on tumblr so I was wondering if I could be added to a tag list for that fic (if you have one ofc). Feel free to ignore this ask if you don't have one or it's full!

yes i can add you the taglist! i hope you’ll enjoy the fic whenever you decide to read it! <3

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being-worthy · 4 years ago

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Sunday Home Cinema: Army of the Dead!!

I haven't done one of these reviews in a long time (thanks to Covid-19 ¬¬) but I'm glad this film was the one to get me back in doing these reviews.

Honestly, I found out about the film about two weeks ago when I clicked on it on YouTube out of curiosity. It looked good and I'm an all big fan of zombie films and series and every zombie-themed film/series, even if it's extremely bad made (e.g. Z Nation but it's so funny to watch).

Sorry for any mistakes or things that make not much sense but I'm writing this at 2.30am and I just wanted to write this down while it's still fresh (I might review it later on if I feel like it).

> SPOILER ALERT AHEAD!! <

Apparently, Zack Snyder's Army of the Dead (here's the trailer), which can be watched on Netflix, is the prequel of Dawn of the Dead from 2004 also directed by him, which was a remake of the George A. Romero classic. I've got a hard time seeing this due to the zombies being so different but well, let's just roll with it.

Scott Ward (played by Dave Bautista) is offered/hired for $50 million by Bly Tanaka (villain/businessman played by Hiroyuki Sanada) to break into a walled Las Vegas after it was overrun by a zombie outbreak starting at the outskirts of the city with patient zero aka alpha zombie Zeus (more to the different zombie types later on) to "apparently" retrieve $200 million that is stashed in a safe at the casino's basement. Basically, it's like Ocean's Eleven but with zombies giving the film a nice touch.

I knew from the moment Tanaka offered Scott this job that there was going to be more to it. Why else would a stinking rich guy like Tanaka need to have a group to retrieve some money when: a. the insurance paid him some of that money back. I know he mentions he can't use it but come on, people like him know how to find either a way around whatever rule there might be or even wash it. And b. he looks like a guy who understands how business works and is well off, so you're telling me he wants to send a group there just for $200 million? B*tch please, I'm sure that's just petty cash to him, and there's surely more to it, especially after one of his goons (Martin) "invites" himself to tag along with the group to "make sure" they get the job done.

If I was offered that kind of money to go to a completely sealed city ruled by zombies, I wouldn't accept it no matter how bad my situation might be. The probability that something might go sideways is too high not to mention the risk that the virus spreads out to the rest of the world, I wouldn’t be able to live with that on my conscience.

In order to pull off this heist Scott assembles a team for the mission:

Vanderohe, the tank and chainsaw man. There'll be a little paragraph for him since his fate doesn't make entirely sense to me.

Marianne Peters, the pilot.

Maria Cruz, the mechanic.

Kate Ward, a volunteer in the quarantine zone. She's Scott's daughter and the only (human) survivor in the film.

Geeta, the mother. She ventures into the zombie-infested Vegas to find money in order to pay for safe passage out of the quarantine zone for herself and her children. I believe she dies in the helicopter crash but we don't see her body, so she might be alive somewhat?

Ludwig Dieter, the thief/safe expert, and I love how he questions everything lol!

Lilly "The Coyote", "the one who knows her stuff" aka zombie expert. Somehow interesting that she's got a conscience/good heart.

Martin, the inside man, and Bly Tanaka's right hand and got the death he deserved by kitten Valentine.

Mikey Guzman, the Sharpshooter and a YouTuber.

Chambers, the muscles and Guzman's sidekick (sort of). Her death was very predictable and her own fault! Girl, why the hell would you tell Martin that you don't trust him directly to his face?! That's such a rookie mistake!!

Burt Cummings, also the muscle for like 5 minutes before turning into the bait/bargain chip for a "deal" with the zombies in order to pass their territory. Overall, he's just a big jerk.

We see the first five people are survivors of the outbreak when Vegas was "freshly" being overrun by zombies and barely made it out of the city before it was completely sealed off. The rest of them are new characters. Almost none of them have any deep character story/feeling/development, most of them are quite plain and you don't care whether they survive or not. I've got also a hard time seeing any father-daughter relationship between Scott and Kate. I get that they haven't talked to each other since Scott had to put down Kate's mother after she got turned into a zombie but if I hadn’t seen the beginning I'd say they're just two strangers who met during the outbreak and he saved her at some point.

I very much like the fact that they introduce different types of zombies! On one hand, we've got the standard zombies aka shamblers who move slowly and are dead if you blow their brains out and if they bite you you become a shambler too. Then, there are the alphas who are fast (so fast that they can dodge bullets), they can also think, take orders, and are very organised. If you're bitten by one you become an alpha too but they also die if they're shot in the head which is easier said than done! We've also got a zombie horse, that's more bone than anything else, and a big tiger kitten called Valentine who used to be part of Siegfried & Roy's show (which also throws in the question, during which year is this movie set? They've both already passed away and they haven’t been retired from the entertainment world for a while before they passed away, and we see Tanaka carrying a modern mobile, so it must be during the past 2-3 our years.)

Their leader is patient zero aka Zeus who we see at the beginning being transported by a convoy of soldiers from Area 51 to somewhere else but never makes it there because he breaks free due to part of the convoy crashing into a car of a recent married (while the guy gets a blowjob and doesn’t watch the road!). He also takes the Bride as his queen (later on she's beheaded and her head still alive), who we see to be pregnant!! HOLY COW!! This throws in sooo many questions! For instance, how do zombies reproduce? The same way as we humans? What will the baby look like? Full zombie? A hybrid, half-human half-zombie? What power would they have? Do I even want to know or see this? Probably. Probably not. How many times did I wish they'd have introduced something like this in TWD (before I stopped watching it). At some point the virus that makes people zombies is supposed to mutate, every virus mutates at some point. We did already see a zombie baby in Dawn of the Dead but that was different since the woman was already in the late stages of pregnancy when she got bit. This one was one that was produced from zombie sex. I’ve got a feeling that their sex must be quite violent to say the least. Also, they way how the care for each other, especially Zeus for his Bride and child and seeks vengeance for both their deaths showing they’re capable of feeling and caring for their people. Maybe, just maybe want to find a way to survive without having to turn people but I think they’ll still need humans as a source of food. I don’t think they’re capable to live from eating normal food.

I've to make a special mention about Vanderohe. Besides, the fact that he's very attractive, there are a few things that don't make entirely sense to me.

He survives the nuclear blast of Las Vegas since he was looked inside the safe, which I can see being possible but (a little more possible than Indiana Jones seeking shelter in an old-fashioned fridge from a nuclear blast in Indiana Jones and Kingdom of Crystal Skull)... the whole city was nuked! And I mean big smoke of mushroom nuke! So, shouldn't the place, I don't know, be radioactive or something like that? And shouldn’t he find the nearest decontamination shower? Furthermore, it doesn't make sense that he gets infected, i.e. bitten. He gets into a fight with Zeus while they're in front of the safe and I watched that part several times and in slow motion too and we don't see Zeus bit him. There's one time where Zeus almost bites him but his teeth don't end up sinking into the flesh. He has Van in his hold, dislocates his right shoulder, and almost bites him there but only almost! In that same moment, Dieter hits Zeus in the head and pulls Van into the safe closing the door behind him (and most likely gets killed/turned by Zeus). I repeat there's no "visible" scene of Van being bitten by Zeus or any other zombie in another scene. So, where the f*ck did he get the bite and from who? I've also read that there's a theory of Van being immune because he's not turning as quick as the soldiers at the beginning of the movie when Zeus escapes the convoy (he still might be able to infect others though). He starts to feel lightheaded/dizzy and his body feels cold to the touch on the plane, and around the bite we see the veins turning black but that's it.

As much as I love the concept of the movie, it's very predictable as well as easy to figure out who makes it out alive and who makes it out the other kind of "alive" and it also reminded me a bit of Resident Evil (the first film was good and the rest just a waste). Tanaka wanting a fresh sample of an Alpha to make a virus that enables him to create an army of zombies he can control and take over the world. He could be Wesker's twin and his company the equivalent of the Umbrella Corporation. It's worth to watch but it doesn't compare to other zombie films such as 28 Days Later or even Dawn of the Dead (the classic and newer version), and many others.

#army of the dead #zack snyder #netflix #netflix original #sunday home cinema #honest review #film night #movie night #the ending makes no sense

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Like Father, Like Daughter - Part 3

dewey finn x stark!reader

bonour mon petite croissants! okay so like this part is vvv different to the other parts and the ending is really rushed so my apologies. there’s pretty much no dewey in this one its all reader and tony because context and story lmao but it is vvv angsty!!!. sooo i hope you enjoy! also, i tagged you guys because yous have read and commented on the last parts and i hope yous are still liking it lmao lotsa love xxxx

Part 1

Part 2

words - 1800

warnings - alcohol, mentions on drugs, angst

“JARVIS, you up?” Tony questioned his AI as he walked back into the workshop. “for you sir, always”. It was dark and cold in Stark Tower. Tony had been footering around with mark 34 all day, non-stop. He had no idea where his daughter was. In fact you hadn’t spoken in days. It broke his heart but he knew that he needed to wait until you were ready to talk, and the fact that you were both as stubborn as each other didn’t help. As he checked his watch he couldn’t believe the time, 3:20 AM. “yeah, now flip it.. uh huh and push the revolvers up.. more to the left” Tony spoke to JARVIS with a holographic model of mark 34’s chest cavity moving around in front of him.

Suddenly his phone began to ring. “send it to voicemail” he quipped at JARVIS, still spinning the holograph, but the AI hastily responded “uh sir, it’s y/n’s mobile that’s calling you”. “what? Where is she?” he replied worriedly. Tony had a secret tracker on your phone for years and you had never noticed. JARVIS checked and replied “she’s in Katie’s bar sir”. Tony furrowed his eyebrows, folding his arms, expecting some drunken call from his daughter about how much she hated him, “ok answer it”. The AI answered the call and all Tony could hear was the loud, muffled music of the bar.

“hey sweetie how you getting on?” he answered the phone condescendingly, preparing for her shouting and swearing. But the voice he was met with was not his daughters. “uh, hey Mr Stark, it’s Peter, y/n’s friend?”. Tony furrowed his eyebrows again, concern building. “oh hey Pete, everything ok?”. Peter paused for a second. “well uh.. no, not really.” Tony’s heart was racing, his mind spinning and coining the worse scenarios. “I think you may need to come pick up y/n. She’s super messed up, worse than I’ve ever seen her.. and she uh.. she was about to buy.. uh cocaine from these random guys on the streets before we stopped her” Peter replied hesitantly. Tony was furious. Who the hell did you think you were and what the fuck did you think you were doing. He had been down this route before and it was one that he struggled to get out of. The rich and famous lifestyle was not an easy ride, but he would die before he let you fuck up as much as he did when he was your age.

Tony darted toward the door, not even lifting his jacket “uh huh kid, keep her at Katie’s bar, I’ll be there in five”. He didn’t even wait to here what peter had to say. He almost ran out to the Mercedes and drove at a speed that was lethal to get his daughter back and safe in his arms.

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“yeah well fuck off” you shouted at the bouncer as your friends dragged you out of the bar, stumbling into the back of them. You pulled out of Peter’s grip and slid down the wall to sit on the ground. Your head was spinning. You had consumed a destructive amount of alcohol. You put your head in your hands. “ugh I haaaate my liiife” you almost shouted as your friends stood in front of you, patiently waiting for Tony. Peter bent down and rubbed your knee “you’re fine, y/n, everything will be okay”. You sobbed slightly “n-no it won’t Pete, im.. I’m fucked up”.

Just then was when the jet black Mercedes stopped outside of the bar, the door flinging open. You looked up at the sudden noise of the car acceleration, Peter standing up and thanking the lord that Tony was here. You squinted your eyes as someone got out the car, and then the realisation hit “you dicks called my dad?!?!?” you shouted drunkenly at your friends, who stood in silence. “right, come on.. up you get” Tony said as he attempted to pull you to your feet. To be honest, you didn’t want to protest too much. In your head you didn’t have to speak to your dad, you could just go to your own cosy bed, so you let him pull you to your feet, stumbling into him as you did so.

Your friends stood silent, feeling bad, and severely worried about you. “what has she had?” Tony questioned Peter as he put her in to the front seat of the car. “ugh, tequila, jack, vodka.. honestly a mix of everything”. Tony sighed, shutting the door and ignoring your protests from the car. “ok so just about everything she could lay her hands on? You’ll be the death of me kid seriously” Tony spoke as he walked round to get in the car. “Thanks guys, I’ll let you know how she gets on” he thanked your friends as he drove off.

The car ride home was filled with silence. Tony was too angry, and you were too drunk. You stumbled trying to get out of the car and fell on your knees, Tony went round and helped you up, putting your arm around his shoulder, almost carrying you up to the penthouse.

When the elevator dinged, and you both walked into the living room, you pulled yourself away from him “I don’t need your help”. “uh huh, sure you don’t miss independent. If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t be here”. You rolled your eyes “I’m away to b-bed” you drunkenly began to attempt to walk towards your bedroom but you swayed and fell into one of pillars. Tony crossed his arms and watched you as you slid along the pillar and attempted to walk without it but couldn’t.

“please to god tell me what Peter told me wasn’t true y/n” Tony began, sternly. “w-well I don’t know? How th-the fuck am I supposed to know what peter told you” you snapped, head spinning. Your eyes were closed, head resting against the pillar. “you know damn right what I’m on about y/n. Cocaine? Random guys in the street? I’ll be damned if I let you ruin your life like that.” Tony lectured you as he went to put on the coffee machine. “well you kn-know what they say dad.. like father, li-like daughter right?” you slurred.

That hurt. This was the last thing Tony wanted to happen, for his daughter to end up like him. He had tried his best on his own, and he was so proud of you, but he just didn’t understand. Was it his fault? He walked out of the kitchen area and looked at you. His heart was shattered seeing you like this. His eyebrows were furrowed, and the hurt was seeping out of his eyes. Once you had locked eyes with him you looked away. You knew you were hurting him but you didn’t know how to help yourself.

You started to tear up. All of your emotions coming to fruition. You bounced very lightly against the pillar as tears began to stream down your face. You still couldn’t look at him. “dad.. w-why am I such a f-fuck up”.

This broke Tony’s heart. He instantly came over to you and pulled you into his embrace, tightly. “no- listen y/n. You could never be a fuck up. Look at everything you’ve achieved. I’m so so so incredibly proud of you sweetheart”. You sobbed into his shoulder as he rubbed you’re back. “y/n I just want you to realise your worth. You’re so beautiful and smart and you deserve the world. I hate seeing you try to drown your sorrows every night and bring home these random dudes. I just wish you’d talk to me”. He stroked your hair and kissed the top of your head.

“why don’t we make a coffee, if you can stomach it, we’ll go lay on your bed and you can talk to me if you’d like, or I’ll just lie with you until you fall asleep?” he pulled you off of him but kept you in his arms. You nodded, sniffling.

Tony took you to your room and sat you on the bed, you still being too drunk to function properly on your own, then went and made you both coffee. He came back in and sat it on your bedside table “this should help with the head in the morning”. He then went to the other side of the bed and laid down, “here, come rest your bones next to me”, he opened his arms and gestured for you to go and cuddle into him. You instantly shuffled over and let yourself relax into your dads embrace. You began to sob. Tony ran his hand through your hair.

“dad, I just feel like I’m not good enough” you managed through your sobs. “now what in your damn mind would make you think that y/N?”

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You and Tony spoke all night. It was the first time you had both spoken like that in a long, long time. It broke his heart to hear why you felt the way you did and he would pay endless amount of money, and do anything in the world to help you, but he couldn’t. Eventually you both fell asleep, you had needed to get up a few times to be sick, and your dad was right there for you. He never left your side that night, and hardly slept a wink for fear you would throw up and choke in your sleep.

In the morning you thanked him, and you both made a plan. You had promised you would stop going out as much, and you both promised to spend more time with one another, which meant Tony had to stay out of the workshop more. And as time gradually went on, your relationship got better and better. You would both have coffee in the morning together, you both went to concerts again, and you were both cheeky smart asses to one another. You were a new person. You became more responsible, looked after yourself, stopped hooking up with random guys. You were unrecognisable.

“did you ever get in contact with that guy?” Tony had asked you one day as you were both working on mark 36 in the workshop, “what guy? There was that many” you joked. Tony laughed lightly, “no the one who uh, liked all the guitars remember? Had the cool ACDC t-shirt on?”. Dewey Finn. Suddenly you were taken back. Where the hell was he now? It must have been 4 months since that one night, but you would never forget it. That was one of the best nights of your life. “uh, no.. I don’t know if he would want to meet up really, given the circumstances. He probably hates me”.

But little did you know..

tags: @large-unit @little-miss-shy-goth @paxenera @heknowshisherbs @thewolfisapartofmysoul

#dewey finn #tony stark #dewey finn x reader #stark daughter #school #marvel #avengers #Alex Brightman #robert downey jr

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nad-zeta · 5 years ago

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Just wondering ~ Would you write a thing with Nobunaga inspired by the song "Castle" by Halsey? It's extremely open ended. Whether or not it is a romance is completely up to you. I have no plot in mind. Just the song. Thanks, dear and keep safe 😷

Hi, there love! Thanx so much for the request! I legit added the song to my playlist cause I liked it sooo much ^_^ <3 Definitely check out @masamune-archive cause she is so damn creative and good at writing little fics inspired by songs- plus she has some other cool ass fanfics which are just too good for words! Anywaaaays I hope you enjoy this little drabble love!

Also, side note- to all those still waiting for matchups and HC, I just got my proposal back from my supervisor *sigh* (；一_一) so ima be focusing on that for the next few days, will definitely try and get ya matchups and stuff to ya asap! Love ya guys and thanx for being so patient with my slow ass writing🎀!😉

Nobunaga Oda: Castle

Warnings: Anxiety, depression, suicide

Words: 831

Nobunaga woke abruptly from the mighty roar of thunder. He looked beside him and saw his wife peacefully sleeping. He softly caressed your cheek with his fingertips, careful not to wake you. He couldn't help but smile warmly at you. You were his whole world, his everything, honestly, he loved you more than life itself.

He got up from the warm futon and walked out onto the balcony. He looked up at the blood moon and couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia rush over him. He smiled up at the moon as the scene around him started to change.

4 years ago, a young Nobunaga stood on the balcony of his room in the Honnō-ji temple. He looked up at the blood-red moon. He was feeling so tired, he was sick of everyone telling him what to do, sick of all the judgement, sick of being called a demon, a devil, a monster, sick of all the noise, he wanted it to end. He has been trapped in this castle for a long time, a lonely man sitting on a throne built on pain, blood, death and destruction. He just wanted it to.... stop

He saw them move in the shadow of the night. Coming for his head. He felt the poison they had placed in his food, course through his veins. This time he would choke on his own pride, this time he would give them what they wanted. I deserve this he thought, I have done so much evil to reach my ambitions. He looked at the moon once more, sending up a silent prayer to be released from the chains in this castle. He climbed into his futon and stared at the ceiling, replaying every evil deed he had ever committed in his mind. His eyes prickled with tears as he started to lose consciousness, “No, I won’t cry,” he thought."I don't deserve to cry after what I have done, besides none will mourn my death, so why should I”.

You woke up in the middle of the night and nothing has changed. You still felt the pang of loneliness. You couldn't remember the last time you didn't feel numb and empty. Sadness and anxiety seemed to rule your life. Your heart, body, mind and soul felt broken. You walked out onto your apartment’s balcony and stared up at the blood moon. Every minute passing felt like a living hell, you were sick of feeling used, of feeling battered and bruised, sick of building a fortress around your heart to keep everyone out.

No, you wouldn’t cry, there was no use crying about it. How many tears have you already wasted crying about the same old things. No instead, you put on your running shoes and hit the streets. You ran and ran and ran. It felt fitting, running in the mists of a massive lightning storm. Almost like nature itself now represented the turmoil in your mind. You sent up a silent prayer as you looked up at the blood moon once more. Just as you thought the last word of your prayer, a bolt of lightning struck down in front of you. Everything went blurry, and before you knew it, you were surrounded by smoke and fire.

You narrowed your eyes to see through the smoke and spotted a handsome man sleeping. Above him, a sword hovered held by an enemy ninja. You acted without thinking, screaming at the ninja and throwing your running shoe against his head. The ninja scurried off, he knew there was no escape for the devil king and that he would surely burn in this fire.

Crimson eyes opened wide and looked at you. Looking into his eyes was like looking straight into a mirror. You helped him up, and the two of you escaped riding back to the castle.

Both were broken, both wander their way through life.

That was until you found each other. A bond was formed stronger than space and time itself. Perhaps the universe had heard the unshed tears of two lost souls and decided to reunite them with each other. Or maybe it was just dumb luck that the two of you ended up together.

Things weren’t easy, breaking down each other’s castle walls. Walls built on fear, pain and the mistakes of the past. Freeing each other from the chains, that ensnared you, trapping you in this castle. You took comfort in each other’s warmth and understanding, slowly dissipating the darkness which covered you. You allowed the other to cry and share their pain. No judgement no condemnation, just pure love and endearment

Slowly but surely, the two of you built. Built a new home for both of you, one based on a new foundation. Made entirely of love, trust, and understanding. Nobunaga had found his queen, and you had found your king.

Nobunaga smiled at the blood moon and sent up a silent thank you. He turned around and peered into the darkness of your shared room. His ears perked up when he heard two tiny feet pattering their way across the room to where he was standing. “Daddy, I had a nightmare, can I sleep with you and mommy tonight?”. Two carmine doe eyes stared up at Nobunaga. He smiled at his son and crouched down, opening his arms to embrace his tiny boy. Pudgy little arms wrapped their way around Nobunaga’s neck and a tiny nose nuzzled into Nobu’s cheek. Nobunaga lifted his son into the air and held him tight in his arms. He kissed the boy’s chubby cheek, taking one more look at the moon, before turning back into his room. Nobunaga placed the tiny boy down on your shared futon, he didn't waste any time nestling himself into the arms of his beloved mother. Nobunaga climbed into the futon and wrapped his arms around his sweet little boy and beloved queen, heart filled with so much love and warmth. Nobunaga closed his eyes with a happy smile plastered across his face, despite all the struggles, trials and tribulation he had finally found his home in the two beloved people sleeping peacefully in his arms.

I hope you liked it, love! And I hope you are staying safe and well! 😊<3

#nobunaga oda fanfic #nobunaga oda #ikemen sengoku nobunaga #ikesen nobunaga #oda nobunaga #my weird writing #nobunaga x mc #ikesen nobunaga x reader #nobunaga x reader

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drakewalkerfantasy · 5 years ago

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Consequences: Chapter 7

Synopsis: Two people from two different worlds, two complete strangers come together for a night of solace from their moment of anger and hurt. By consequence, they were brought together and their fates intertwined. What will happen when the reality of the one night’s actions filled with lust and anger will hit them both? What will happen with two complete strangers who seem to have nothing in common? Or do they have more in common than they thought?

Words: 3480

Authors notes: Some chapters maybe NSFW or have a mature content. Also English isn'’ my native language so sorry for any mistakes I make.

Beckett x TE MC (Maeve)

**Warnings: no warning for this chapter**

A/N Sorry for so big delay in releasing this chapter. Thank you for being so patient. I hope you still will keep enjoying this series.

That was already two weeks since their classes started, making Maeve and Beckett both extremely busy. Both feeling thankful to the fact, that so far their classes never crossed, and they rarely have seen each other at home, still trying to avoid any contact with each other, as much as was possible.

In addition to Maeve’s studies and visits to the library, she was also engaged in the dance classes with her best friend Griffin. Beckett on another hand tried to spend all his free time in the library far away from the prying eyes, feeling relieved for successfully avoiding each other for so long. Shreya meantime constantly complained about the fact that she rarely seen her friend for these past weeks, not able to crash at Maeve’s place whenever she needed. So went by two weeks, and the first lesson of Anatomy was quickly approaching unaware yet of what this class will bring to them both.

“Shit,” Maeve exhaled sharply, rushing to the lecture hall, checking her clock and breathing in relief that she still had a couple of minutes till class will start. Usually, she would be there already, taking one of the best sits in the front of the auditorium, but today, to her complete bewilderment and horror, she overslept. She could feel how her breath hitched leaving her breathless not able to believe that this short run up the stairs made her out of breath already. Her mind came back to the past few days, and how extremely exhausted and tired she felt, during her dance practices. Heavily breathing, she finally reached the auditorium’s door, stopping to catch her breath before opening the door, looking around to find a free seat, hoping that it wasn’t very busy.

“Great,” she mumbled when her eyes landed on the only free space in the front of the busy auditorium. Usually, she wouldn’t mind sitting there, but this time the issue was that the only seat available was next to the person she least wanted to sit next to. She looked around once again, making sure that she didn’t miss any other seats before finally taking a first step toward the only empty seat she could see. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the increased pounding of her heart, taking a deep breath and walking toward the empty place.

Confidently, she walked toward the place and without a word took a seat, trying to ignore the infuriating smirk that appeared on the guy's face.

“I see someone had a busy evening and too much fun,” Beckett hissed, lowering his voice so only she would hear what he said.

“Did I miss anything?” she asked, ignoring what he said, her gaze focusing fully on their professor.

“Yes,” Beckett grunted, throwing a quick glance at Maeve, “Also congratulations, for making this seat officially yours for the rest of this semester.”

“What?” Maeve snapped her widened eyes toward Beckett, hoping that it was just a joke.

“This professor has some stupid rule that the seat is assigned to the student for the rest of the semester. Sooo... I guess we stuck together.” Beckett said, both trying not to look at each other once again, trying not to move, feeling how whenever they did so, their hands brushed, sending a current of electricity through them.

Maeve tapped her leg impatiently, trying to ignore the closeness of the man sitting next to her. Her forehead furrowed in concentration, while she tried to focus on the lecture, trying to focus on making notes into her notepad. She could feel how anger bubbled inside her from how calm and seemingly unaffected Beckett was. The tip of her tongue showing between her teeth, while she scribbled angrily, the pressure on her pen too much and it broke right in her hand, making her swear under her breath. Subtly Maeve threw a glance toward the clock hanging behind the professor, hoping that the end of the class is close. Berating herself straight away even for thinking about that.

What’s wrong with me... she mused, throwing another glance at the clock, that felt like the hundredth time, within these couple of minutes. Her eyes following the minute hand of a clock that seemed to drag at the speed of a turtle. Usually, I would be the one wanting for the lecture to never end and now... now I even cannot focus on anything. SHIT... I so hate him... and why should he be smelling so deliciously good... she shuddered internally, catching the subtle fragrance of woody-musky old book surrounding him mixed with the smell of the sea. Suddenly, she felt the touch of his hand on hers, her body tensing from the contact, her breath hitched, and her pulse racing.

“What?” Maeve snapped her attention to Beckett, feeling how the blush reached her cheeks, immediately removing her hand from his.

“Your pen...,” he murmured, nodding toward the broken piece in her hand.

“And what?” she hissed, furrowing her brows. “What is your problem?”

“I just wanted to check if you needed one,” Beckett said with appearing scowl on his face. “But never mind,” he shrugged after a moment of hanging silence between them, turning back to listen to the professor.

“Sorry...,” she mumbled through gritted teeth, berating herself for forgetting some spare pens, annoyed that Mr. Perfect didn’t. Taking a deep breath, Maeve looked back at Beckett, meeting his eyes before speaking again. “I shouldn’t snap at you, and if you can borrow me your pen, this would be really appreciated.”

With a short nod, Beckett reached into his backpack, taking out a designer black pen with a golden engraving holding it to Maeve without saying a word. Their fingers brushed, sending a current of electricity through them, making them both inhale sharply from the contact.

“Thank you,” Maeve murmured with a slight smile before both turning back to the professor, both trying to pay full attention to the lecture in the hope to stop being distracted by each other’s presence.

It was another hour till class was coming to its end. Both successfully able to avoid any contact with each other. Both paying full attention to what was said during the rest of the class except occasional short subtle glances they threw at each other when another wasn’t looking.

“As I mentioned before, this year's class is experimental, and along to the knowledge you will get during the class, you will have an opportunity to gain extra credits for being creative. So to speak to gain them you will need to think outside the box. Those of you who want to get extra credit should pick one of the projects you will be working individually during this semester and will present your creation at the end of it. This can be anything from videos, models, atlases to puzzles, Legos and so on. Just remember that the project will need to be creative and in the form of question answers, where your creation either gives the answer or someone needs to fill in the answers. On top of that, you will need to prepare a PowerPoint presentation that will display the process and explain your creation. Now you can go and next time I’ll meet you, those of you who are after these extra credits will need to present me with an idea of your project. Also in a week, you will have your first visit to the morgue. Hope everyone is ready.”

“You look pale,” Beckett noted when they gathered their things and moved out of the auditorium. “Don’t say you are afraid of our visit to the morgue,” he said, the infuriating smirk back once again.

“Don’t even dream about it Harrington,” Maeve growled, her eyes darken ready to say more, taking a threatening step toward Beckett, him doing the same. Their eyes meeting as their breaths mingled, sending a current of electricity, coursing through them before she took a deep calming breath, stepping away from him. “Do you mind if I keep your pen for today?” she asked in a more calmer voice, her eyes returning back to the honey color, but her heart still pounding ready to jump out of her chest.

"Yes... you--- you can keep it,” Beckett said before awkwardly stepping back, his pulse racing, and his cheeks flushed from the closeness of her just a moment ago, from her sweet scent lingering in the air. “I... I see you around I suppose. I... I need to go,” he said, abruptly turning around and leaving Maeve stunned in the middle of the hallway alone, while everyone around her rushed toward their next classes.

She stood still not moving, watching how Beckett disappeared in the crowd before her friend’s voice pulled her from thoughts she tried to avoid, tried to shush them even before they could materialize in her head.

“Finally, here you are,” Shreya singsonged, quickly hugging her friend. “What kept you so occupied for the week, that you even couldn’t make time for your friend?” she huffed, linking her hand through Maeve’s and tugging her along, ignoring Maeve’s attempts to stop. “I didn’t see you for a week already, so at least you can walk me for my next class while we discussing plans for your housewarming party this weekend.”

“What party?” Maeve asked warily, finally stopping her friend and turning to face her. “I did not plan any party... I need to study, and I have dance practice with Griffin, so...”

“Mae stop worrying just for one second. I already spoke to Griffin, and he is all up for a party. You know he never would say no to it, so you have no chances or excuses to miss it.”

“Shreya... don’t you forget anything?” Maeve tried again, sure that Beckett would never agree on anything like that.

“What?”

“My roommate? Didn’t you forget that I share a house, so this isn’t my decision to make, and he will never agree.”

“Sweetheart, don’t you worry about that. I just now bumped into him and asked."

"And what did he said?" Maeve asked, trying to look as calm as possible.

"Ohhhh, he muttered, that as long as you agree... and you do agree, he also doesn’t mind as long as we will be not too loud. And we will try to be not too loud. Also, this boy got it bad for me. He blushed all the time and couldn't even make a coherent sentence,” Shreya giggled, starting to walk once again tugging Maeve along with her, leaving her no choice but reluctantly to agree to this upcoming party.

The rest of the week went by quickly, while Maeve and Beckett still tried to avoid each other as much as possible after their last encounter. Awkwardly nodding to each other in greeting when they have seen each other. Both thinking of their projects, trying to find something unique to make, something that would impress their teacher. After much deliberation, Maeve ended up choosing to create a crossword, but something was still amiss, to make it impressive. It was a Saturday morning, the day of the party when Maeve found herself sitting in their common room on a window seat propped on the multiple cushions. Her legs were tucked under the soft blanket, holding a notepad in her arms, scribbling questions she could use for her project, ripping out page after page in frustration. Not satisfied with her work, not hearing the footsteps approaching the room. She was startled by the sounds of someone’s phone pinging, frozen up, when her eyes landed on a familiar figure standing in a threshold. His brows furrowing when his eyes browsed a message received, and a heavy sigh left his lips.

“What? Your date decided to ditch you today?” Maeve smirked, watching him raise his eyes up in surprise, startled, that he wasn’t alone in the house.

“To your information... although it none of your concern, but anyway... I don’t have a date or time for that nonsense. And this was Zeph... who just decided for me, that I’m going to that party, you and your friend were planning, what I didn’t even plan to attend in the first place,” he huffed in frustration.

“Yeah, I could’ve guessed,” Maeve muttered. “Also, for your information, I didn’t plan that party and have nothing to do with it. I don’t even know how Shreya managed to get me involved in this and persuade you to agree to have a party at our place. You know... parties also are not exactly my scene.”

“Could have fooled me,” Beckett smirked, looking at the girl in front of him with a fire in his eyes. The memory of her moving body on the dance floor flooded his mind, making his breath quicken, and his cheeks flushed with the heat that was crawling up his body.

“What that suppose to mean?” Maeve asked, frowning.

“Nothing,” Beckett replied quickly before changing the subject. “What are you up to anyway?” he asked, trying not to sound too eager to change the subject. His eyes landed at the notepad in her arms, noticing multiple paper balls scattered around her. Raising her eyes Maeve’s gaze started to move along Beckett’s features, trying to find a trick in his question, involuntarily studying his face, not able to deny how attractive he looked at that moment. He was leaning on the wall next to where she sat, his arms crossed, and the sunlight was bouncing across his face, making him look even younger. His hairs weren't styled as usual but instead were tousled as if he only just left the bed. He was wearing simple worn blue jeans and a fitting white t-shirt that was highlighting his abs. Maeve gulped audibly, raising her eyes back to his, blinking as if waking up from a trance, trying desperately to fight the thoughts that just appeared in her head when her eyes wandered lower. The soft blush dusted her cheeks when she cleared her throat to speak.

“I’m trying to get an idea for an extra credit project we got. I opted for a crossword, but something is missing. And I just cannot figure out what exactly. It is if I have either too simple or too complicated questions or a mix... and whatever I come up with seems lack something.”

“Hmmmmm, do you create a paper crossword?” Beckett asked skeptically, raising his brow.

“Yeeeees... Why?”

“Don’t you think you may have more opportunities if you would use a computer? I know it wasn’t a requirement, and you probably even don’t know how to do such stuff...” his voice trailed off in contemplation what he should say next.

“Closer to the point Harrington,” she huffed, crossing her arms under her breasts pushing them up from her white top.

Beckett gulped, trying to avoid the seductive view in front of him.

“Okay... My point was that using a computer will give you more opportunities for what you can create. You can make multiple difficulty crosswords, that would be chosen for a user after he would answer a couple of preliminary questions to establish the level of knowledge.”

“Oh my God, this is genius. How I never even thought about it,” Maeve exclaimed, her eyes lighting up before her face expression falling again.

“I can help with programming part,” Beckett suggested before being able to stop the words from leaving his lips. Both looking at each other with surprised expressions on their faces, not understanding how they got there, and where this came from.

"If you... want to," both said in unison, looking at each other for a moment in complete silence.

"So... do you need my help," Beckett spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Don't you have nothing else planned," Maeve asked uncertainty, fidgeting with a blanket, her eyes lowered not meeting his gaze. "I don't want you to feel forced to help me just because it was your suggestion."

"Library is closed today for maintenance, and I completed all my assignments for next week. Also, this will allow me to practice something I also find enjoyable. So it's your call," Beckett shrugged.

"Thank you," Maeve mumbled, biting on her lower lip and raising her eyes to meet his. "I really appreciate your help, and I will not say no as I need those extra credits."

"Great then. I'll be in a moment, just need to get my laptop then and we can start if you have nothing else planned."

"Thank you," Maeve murmured, raising up and placing her hand on top of Beckett's. His breath hitched and his eyes moved to her hand, feeling how his heart skipped a beat from this simple touch of gratitude.

This will be a very loooong, looong evening. Thought Beckett before nodding to her and leaving their common room, his heart still pounding ready to break free.

After another five minutes, Beckett went downstairs, holding his laptop in his hands, looking at Maeve who still was seating on a window seat, her legs covered with a blanket.

“Soooo, where would you prefer to start,” Beckett asked, clearing his throat, looking around a living room.

“Here, if you don’t mind? This is a perfect spot with a lot of light coming from the window and here is enough space for the two of us,” she said, patting a place next to her watching him sit near her hesitantly, placing a laptop on his lap before opening it.

“Come on, Beckett,” she chuckled, looking how he awkwardly tried to find a comfortable position to sit still balancing a laptop on his laps. “Don’t be scared, I don’t bite…,” Maeve said, looking at him with a smile before continuing to speak after a moment of silence. “Usually…” she added before bursting into a fit of giggles looking at his shock stricken expression. “Come on, I’m joking. But there still is enough space for both of us, and you can tuck your legs under that blanket if you wish. Trust me, this will be more comfortable than your current position.”

Hesitating for another moment Beckett finally took a comfortable position, covering himself with a blanket and placing a computer between them. They started by drawing a simple plan for Maeve’s original idea, adding more details as they went. Discussing what Maeve could do to make this project truly impressive, with the use of modern technology, bouncing ideas they both had. They were so immersed in a discussion that they didn’t realize that this was the first time in ages when they both felt completely at ease. Their guards slowly lowered, and the true, not fake smiles from time to time lit their faces. As time went, they didn’t realize that the distance between them got shorter, and the day almost turned into evening. The darkness filling the room when Maeve’s soft laugh cut through it, drawing Beckett closer. Her hand accidentally placed on his hip, and her head thrown back before their faces got just inches apart, and her laugh stopped abruptly as if swallowed by the darkness, surrounding them. Their breath hitched, and their eyes met searching each other’s, battling the sudden pull that seemed occurred between them every time they were so close. Beckett was painfully aware of how close Maeve’s hand was placed to his hardening length, while his own as if under the spell inching to hers that was laying on the mattress. Their fingers gently brushing each other, and his body reacting to her closeness even stronger. He could feel how the heat started to rise inside him when he couldn't resist moving closer to her. Their lips just a breath away, and their hearts thumping loudly inside their chests. Their eyes met for a second, and their lips parted as if begging for contact.

She is so close, and her scent is so alluring. I just want to have the taste of her lips... I just cannot resist that. Shit, why the only thing I can think about is to kiss her right now... I need to keep my distance, thought Beckett his breath quickens, desperately trying to pull back, but as if against his will the distance shortened even more barely leaving any space between them. This felt like they both couldn’t fight that anymore as if the tension between them becoming too much to handle, not leaving them any choice but for their lips to meet. Their eyes slowly closing and Beckett’s lips softly brushing against Maeve’s before she abruptly pulled away. Her eyes shot open, and her lips parted, the panic pooling deep in her eyes, and she quickly pulled her hand away from his pressing it over her pounding heart, trying to calm it down. It seemed as if time slowed when the loud knock on the door pulled them out from their daze, returning them both to the present.

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AM Conversations : chapter 30

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27 || CHAPTER 28 || CHAPTER 29

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.1k -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

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Chapter 30 : His chapter

NIALL

I had been in denial for so long that when reality hit me, it hit me hard. After the conversation with Louis, I went back home and locked myself in for a few days. I didn't try to call anyone, and didn't answer the door or my phone either. I needed time to think and I ended up watching comedy movies for days without really focusing on any of them. It was crazy to always think about the same person, to wonder what they're doing or what they would do or say if they were here... but it was happening to me. It had never happened to me before.

I would spend hours laying in bed with my eyes open, thinking about the conversations Olivia and I could have and have had before. So many things became obvious now that I knew she had feelings for me, so many of her words or actions made so much sense now... and some of mine, too.

I had thought about her sexually for a few weeks now but it never crossed my mind that it could be love. Not because it was not, but because it was easier for me to believe it was lust.

I started thinking about so many things we went through, so many things we lived together, so many times we were there for each other. I didn't have that many memories with anyone else and it's only when I realized that I wanted all my memories to include her that it hit me. I loved her. I was in love with her.

Why did it take me so long to realize that? Why did it take her so long to admit her feelings to me? She said she had always loved me and I couldn't even begin to guess how she must have felt all these years.

My reaction to her confession was pathetic. It was fear and when I admitted that to myself, I started writing. At first, it was only a bunch of words thrown on a napkin at a bar but with time spent on my piano, it became something that was potentially worth turning into a real song. I had never written a song that deep in such a short period of time and when I decided it was done, I was not sure what to do with it.

I was not proud to say I ended up in a bar a few times, searching for a girl to meet and bring home but every time I was close to do it, I would run away. There was a reason why I couldn't have sex with Maya and the same reason stopped me from banging a random girl I didn't know... and I missed that reason. I fucking missed her.

I had never been as nervous as I was then when I saw her walking behind Louis and sitting at the table. Seeing her after two weeks without any contact with her was refreshing. She looked exactly the same, she looked exactly like the girl I was in love with. There was nothing I wanted more than find a way to apologize to her, to prove her that I was sorry and that my feelings were real. I was not the type who would display or expose my feelings but I knew that this time, I had to go big, if only because I felt like I owed her. If paps and online articles wanted to talk about it and post pictures, then whatever. She was more important.

I didn't care about everyone who stood up when I was done singing, I didn't care about the clapping and the cheering. I was only looking at her and she was crying. She walked up to me and I cupped her face, wiping her tears with my thumbs. I don't know how many times and for how long I kissed her but I didn't want to stop. It was completely different than the first kiss we shared when we were teens. In fact, it was completely different than any other kiss I've ever had. Was that too cheesy to say? She tasted amazing, a mix of expensive beer and candies, and I couldn't believe I had waited that long to discover that taste.

"I love you." I whispered against her mouth, deepening the kiss very slowly, making sure I would feel everything. "You still love me, yea?"

“Don’t be stupid.” she replied, just as low. “I always have and I always will.”

"Me too. I always have, and I always will." I answered, my grip tightening on her jaw. "I was just.. a fucking idiot. And a blind one at that. I hope you can forgive me."

She suddenly seemed taller and I noticed she got on her tiptoes, her hands moving from my wrists to my hands on her cheeks. My eyes opened and her lips curled into a fond smile as my gaze traveled on her face.

"That song forgave everything."

Her words made me smile and I suddenly relaxed, realizing that I was still scared. I was scared she had given up on me, that she didn't trust me.. that she didn't love me anymore. She could have changed her mind, she could have given up on us, I could have lost her... but she was still there, even after all the pain I put her through, she was there, ready to give me an other chance that I wasn't sure I deserved.

"I promise I'll write you many, many more."

Once again, I brought my lips back on hers, wondering if it would always be like this, wondering if I would get addicted to the taste of her mouth, or if maybe I already was.

"Okay, okay guys, it's time to drink."

I groaned in her mouth when I heard Louis' voice and moved away slightly before sighing.

"Fuckin' Tommo." I mumbled with a grimace before my eyes fluttered open again.

Olivia laughed and got back down on her feet but when she turned around to go join our friends, I found her hand quickly and squeezed her fingers. It was not the first time we held hands but it felt like it because this gesture meant more than it ever did before.

"Livi, hey." Louis said, pushing her mug on the table. "Aren't you glad you spent those five minutes on your hair now?"

She started laughing and I frowned with a smile at the inside joke I didn't get. I turned to Louis and raised my eyebrows as a question, making him grin.

"It's nothing, Neil, but you should have seen your girlfriend's hair when I knocked at her door." Louis explained, making my heart jump in my chest. "Priceless. And I said that 'cus no one would have paid for that."

My eyes found Olivia's and I didn't have to say anything. The fact that she was now my girlfriend had hit both of us at the same time and I was blissful... like intoxicated by the realization.

"You should see her when she just woke up." I pointed out, sending Liv a smirk and finally turning back to Louis. "A real mess."

"Really?" he replied with a thick accent, glancing at her. "I bet you can't wait to find out what her sex hair looks like."

I didn't expect that answer and choked slightly on my beer. Louis laughed, slapping my shoulder in a friendly manner, and left to get something else to drink. I finally sat next to Olivia and leaned my elbows on the table, turning my head to look at her.

"Are you okay with that?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"With what?" she frowned with an amused smile. "You and Louis laughing at my hair?"

"No," I chuckled. "With being my girlfriend."

Her smile turned into a shy one and she looked down chuckling sadly and shaking her head.

"Niall, being your girlfriend is what i've always wanted." she explained low.

I used two fingers to move her chin up and make her look in my eyes. She looked just as vulnerable as she seemed when she admitted her feelings to me but this time, I was not going to run away. My eyes roamed on her face and I licked my lips.

"I'm so sorry I've hurt you all these years." I apologized in a whisper. "I love you, real love."

Her smile came back, more gentle, fond and endearing than ever, and my heart twisted in my chest. I didn't want to ever hurt her anymore and I was going to do anything I could to keep her happy.

"I think we should leave, it's getting late." I proposed when I realized she wouldn't answer.

She simply nodded and we said our goodbyes, thanking out friends for their support and finally getting out of the too crowded bar. Instinctively, I gripped her fingers and pulled her closer, moving my arm up and making her twirl around. She giggled like a kid and it made me grin. She looked up in my eyes and I knew I didn't have to say anything. We reached my car and I opened the door for her but she tilted her head and frowned.

"Are you sure you're okay to drive?" she asked, worry in her voice.

"Yea, no problem, I only drank a beer." I answered with a shrug.

She sat in the car and closed the door as I did the same but when I glanced at her, she had her eyebrows raised and a small smile on her lips. I loved her facial expressions, I always have. She was the funniest person I knew.

"What?" I asked with a smile too.

"You only had one beer?" she questioned. "One?"

This time, I chuckled and raised one of my shoulders, bringing my head closer before shaking it. I knew it was unusual for me and i couldn't blame her for being surprised.

"Yes, one." I repeated with an other chuckle. "I wanted to be sober for the song but when it was over I drank one. So yea, it was the only one."

She smiled fondly at me again and I just knew I was going to get that look very often from now on. Perhaps she looked at me that way a lot, I just never really noticed before. Or wanted to notice.

"Thank you."

"And also, I couldn't let you clumsy ass drive my new car." I joked as she hit my arm lightly, making me laugh even more.

I started the car and we drove around town in silence. The night was cold and it started snowing, bringing a magical vibe to the moment and although I knew she was not a fan of winter, I could see the happiness in her eyes as she watched the snow fall slowly. It's only when we were close to my house that I felt her hand on my thigh. I thought i'd stiffen at her touch but it was the complete opposite : it relaxed me in a way I couldn't explain, not even to myself.

We got out of the car and walked to the front door still not talking and I closed the door behind us. I knew I didn't have to explain anything, I just glanced at her and smiled.

"Grab a few blankets, i'll join you."

She just nodded and I reached the kitchen to make some tea, adding a cloud of milk in both and going through the sliding door of my kitchen. She was sitting on the small bench, staring up, her shoulders covered with a blanket and when I handed her her favorite mug, she turned to me and smiled. I sat next to her and grabbed a part of the blanket to cover my shoulder too and put the beanie she handed me on. We stared up in silence, just watching the snowflakes fall and cover the ground, and in that moment, everything was perfect.

"So everyone was right." I broke the silence, turning to look at her. "About us being more than just best friends. It was... written in the stars, or something cheesy like that?"

I raised my eyebrows with a small smile and she shrugged, tilting her head. She looked pretty with one of my beanies covering her head and an old scarf I hadn't worn in years around her neck, all wrapped up in blankets as she held her tea with both hands. In fact, she was breathtaking.

"No it was just..." she shrugged in a cute way and looked away before looking back at me. "Obvious."

I bent down close to her and reached her lips with mine, and it made my heart jump in my chest. It was so weird to do that yet it felt natural. I saw her close her eyes just as I closed mine and the feeling of her mouth against mine made me feel better than I thought. I hadn't felt like that when I kissed Maya or Heidi or any of the other girls I kissed before. This feeling was different and better. I couldn't lie to myself, it was much better, so much better.

"I see it too." I murmured, my lips brushing against hers as I talked. "It really is obvious now."

---

I let her borrow some of my clothes to sleep even if we both knew she had left some of hers in my drawers. She had always preferred wearing my clothes and I had always enjoyed watching her wear them. Perhaps it was a bit possessive but the feeling of seeing her in Harry's clothes was horrible and I never got used to it.

"Tired?" I asked, putting my shirt on and turning to her.

"Not really." she shrugged, making me smile.

"Come here, I want to hug you."

It was the kind of things I could have said even before we started dating but once again, it meant so much more now that she was my girlfriend.

"Yea?"

"Yea.

"Catch me, then!"

She started running, taking me by surprise and passing right by me quickly. She was already in the hall when I started running after her, reaching my arm in front of me. My fingertips brushed against her arm and she squealed, making me laugh. She jumped on my couch and ran on it and I got suddenly scared she'd fall down but she jumped back on the floor and ran back where she came from. I ran quicker and bent down slightly, wrapping my arm around her waist and pushing her in my room before throwing her on the bed. I moved on top of her, straddling her waist and holding her wrists above her head as we were both panting.

"Caught ya." I whispered with a smirk.

"You did." she admitted just as low, licking her lips.

My gaze moved to her mouth and I dipped my head down again to kiss her. My grip on her wrists loosened but she didn't move. She just answered my kiss, smiling the whole time.

The last time I ran after her and tackled her down was because she teased me, saying only crazy girls wanted to kiss me. Now, she was the one I was kissing and she didn't seem to hate it. Perhaps, the girls who want to kiss me aren't all crazy, but I was not going to mention that. We had also ended up exactly in this position and it was right after that sex dream I had.

"I really, really want to touch you." I whispered in-between kisses.

She moved her arms and I let her, letting go of her wrists. Her hands ran on my shoulders and down my arms, but I kept kissing her for a few seconds before moving slightly away. I stared in her eyes and she bite her bottom lip gently. I had noticed that habit and i loved it.

"Maybe tomorrow, okay?"

I felt my heart sink in my chest but I smiled and nodded lightly. "Okay."

I kissed her softly one last time and got off of her to turn the lights off in the house. When I got back in my room, she was laying under the blankets, looking at the ceiling. I turned the light off too and joined her, laying on my back and staring up, too.

I knew I could wait for us to have sex and I knew it was not something urgent, even if I really wanted her, but I felt like she was a bit scared, and so was I, if only because I was not sure what she liked and what she didn't like.

"How do you feel?" I just wondered in a gentle tone.

"Better now." she whispered.

Silence again. Not an awkward silence, no. A light and warm silence that we both enjoyed.

"Did you write that song for me?" she finally asked after a while.

I knew this question had been burning her lips since our first kiss at the bar and I sort of anticipated it. I smiled, still looking at the ceiling, and brought my hands behind my head.

"Yes, I wrote it for you." I confessed, turning my head her way. "Only you."

We stopped talking again as we both tried to process what was happening between us. Now that we were laying together in the dark the way we always are, it felt real and true and once again, it hit me hard.

"You were wrong, you know?" I pointed out, still staring at her, now seeing her very well in the darkness of the room.

"About what?" she asked in a murmur, licking her lips.

I looked down at her mouth, trying not to focus too much on kissing her again and finally looked up in her eyes.

"The One Direction song that represents us the most is not Infinity, it's probably Home."

She turned her body my way and smiled, bringing her hand to my cheek. I moved my body to face her too and put my hand on her waist, feeling her fingertips brush on my skin softly.

"And Drag Me Down? Maybe?"

She smiled and I did the same.

"A bit of End Of The Day?"

"What A Feeling." she added, making both our smiles grow.

"Fireproof."

"Everything About You."

I frowned, an amused smile still on my lips, and laughed.

"What? Could you have picked an even older song or what?"

We both burst into laughter and I pulled her closer to me. She smelled good and she looked happy. Just seeing her like that made me feel happy too.

"I thought you hated that album." I pointed out, raising my eyebrows as she shook her head.

"No, it's just my least favorite because you don't sing enough." she explained, moving her chin slightly up to look in my eyes. I could feel her breath on my skin and it made me want to kiss her. Again. "I don't hate anything you do. Except... when you date extra gorgeous models. That, I really hate."

"Says the girl who dated my sex symbol of a bandmate."

She laughed lightly and the sound was incredible. Was that what it felt like to be in love? To think everything the other person does is endearing, sweet, incredible... to feel something explode in your stomach every single time you look at them... Was that what I was blessed to feel ever single day for the rest of my life?

"The truth is... The first time I kissed Maya, it was right after you kissed Harry." I had realized that a few days after Liv had admitted her feelings for me and it had been a shock. All these reactions I couldn't explain now made so much sense. "I was scared, and lost and... and I was jealous, Olivia. I was so fucking jealous."

I didn't expect it but she suddenly crushed her mouth against mine, one of her hands pressing on my cheek as her lips kissed me avidly. Her tongue slipped in my mouth and I finally answered the kiss, pulling her as close as I could and squeezing her body against mine. It was not a gentle kiss, it was rough and passionate and I was a bit scared of how turned on it would make me, especially after she said she wanted to wait before we did anything sexual. She slowed the kiss after a while and I groaned low in her mouth before she pulled away.

"I'm sorry." she whispered, her fingertips slide down my neck.

"Don't be." I answered in a low tone too. "I'm the one who should be sorry. For everything. Just... you should stop kissing me like that, it makes me want... more."

She laughed and her eyes roamed on my face as she let one of her hand slip down my chest. Her gaze never left mine but her smile fell and she started nibbling on her bottom lip. I could feel my heart throb hard in my chest and remained motionless, just looking at her and telling myself how much I loved her.

"I never said anything about not touching you." she just replied as she moved her hand on my cock over my sweatpants. "I mean, if you want me to."

"You don't have to ask." I reached for her hand and pressed it harder against my dick. "I always want you to touch me."

Her smile came back and I fought against the urge I had to kiss her. Her hand rubbed on me slowly but it's only when she slid it in my pants that I held my breath, focusing on the way her fingers wrapped around my cock. She took it out slowly and I realized how hard I was, even after only a few seconds of her touch. She started stroking me gently and I let out a groan, my eyes fluttering as I tried to keep them open. Her lips parted at the same time then mine when she jerked me off quicker and i whispered a curse word. Her thumb rubbing steadily on my tip brought me closer to my orgasm but it's only when her other hand slipped on my balls that I let out a moan.

"That time I fingered you." I whispered without thinking. "It turned me on so bad I came in my pants."

I watched the expression of slight surprise on her face and her movements faltered for a few seconds before her lips reached mine again, this time a bit softer. I groaned again in her mouth when one of her fingers slid right under my tip and I bit her bottom lip maybe a bit too hard.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum so hard, petal."

I could swear I felt her shiver next to me and I couldn't decide what turned me on more : her or what she was doing. With an other curse word, I felt an orgasm spread inside me and gripped the sheets of the bed hard as I came, my lips rubbing against hers with every jerk of my body. When I opened my eyes again, she was staring at me with a small smile and I grinned back at her. I couldn't remember the last time I didn't have to guide a girl on what to do to make me cum when it came to handjobs.

"I fucking love you." I breathed out with a chuckle, making her lips curl more.

"I fucking love you too." she repeated after about a minute.

We stayed in silence, just looking at each other, for a very long time until she yawned and I laughed. She looked adorable, why didn't I notice that before?

"I'll be right back."

I nodded and waited for her as she went to the bathroom while I pulled my pants back up and tried to lay down comfortably in bed. I was tired too but there was no way I would fall asleep without her in bed with me. I felt myself start smiling as soon as she entered the room again and although I thought it was a bit pathetic, I really didn't care.

"You're gonna hold me all night?" she wondered, her eyebrows raised, as I felt the warmth of her body close to mine.

I was never going to stop loving this girl. I could feel it in my bones, in every fiber of my being. She was my person, and I was a fucking idiot for not realizing it before.

"Do I ever not?"

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youmeandwords · 5 years ago

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The Mortician

In the chilling spirit of October...I wrote this along with other K-idols short stories in mind; I hope you enjoy.

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Smut

Rated: M+

Summary: Working at a morgue gets a little chilling when Taehyung encounters on this Boss’s late night work hours.

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“You have beautiful hands, it’s no wonder you were a pianist. Such a shame that I never got the chance to hear you play.”

Dani delicately paints on a clear polish coating on the finger nail. She converses with the corpse. “You’re right I can always check youtube, I definitely will check it out. Promise.” Dani pinky swears with the corpse. She takes off the latex gloves and calls in her assistant to finish up dressing the corpse.

Her assistant steps into the lab room all gowned up. “Kim Taehyung, she looks good doesn’t she? Sleeping beauty. Anyways is our next patient ready?” asked Dani. “Yes, he is.” Taehyung replies and starts to clean up.

Dani steps into another lab room, sees a fairly young male corpse laid upon the cold steel bed. She picks up the board chart and reviews the patient’s medical info and personal family requests.

Dani holds the recording pen in her hand and states the following, “Patient is male. Age 28. Height 5’8. Weight 140 lbs…” Dani pulls down the white sheet to reveal gun shot wounds along the torso.

“Patient has 3 gun shot wounds to the torso on the 3rd quadrant of abdomen.” Pulling further down, Dani smirks at the decent size of the patient. She turns off the tape recorder. “Note to self, patient is gifted with nice family jewels…”

Late at night Taehyung drives back to the Morgue due to forgetting his school usb; luckily he had a spare key to enter from the back door. After getting his usb chip Taehyung noticed the lights were still on in the last lab room, he thought that Dani probably forgot to turn off the lights but he was in for a surprise.

His eyes lost in translation at the sight of his Boss, bare naked on top of the corpse. Seeing Dani naked sent a chilling charge to his groin. She had candles lit around in a circle with a pentagon star drawn with white chalk. Some kind of chant was being performed that Tae could not understand.

Dani dipped her finger into a red paste and marked a cross sign along the corpse’s abdomen. She continued to chant and gyrate her hips. Tae questioned himself why was he feeling a certain way; he should be grossed out. Her breathless moans echoed within the lab. Taehyung breathlessly walked himself quietly out the morgue and headed back home.

The following afternoon, Taehyung sees Dani dressing up the male corpse from last night. The red mark was no longer there.

“Tae, are you ok? Are you sick by chance? Need the day off?” Dani questioned Tae. Tae shakes his head. “No, just up late studying that’s all. How…late…were you still working yesterday? I could of helped some more…I mean, because we are busy.” Tae replied trying to hide his memories of her naked body.

“Till business hours only. Thanks for the offer but you are still interning, I don’t want to take you away from your study” Dani replied. She lied to Tae, she didn’t want him to know how she was performing a black magic ritual to seal the spirit from coming back evil.

Dani finished tying the silk tie, her hands cascading down to the corpse’s chest. “You got a nice chest for a dead guy.” Dani smiled and glanced up at Tae. Tae awkward laughed along as Dani had weird quirks to her personality.

“You want to know the difference between a man and a dead man?” Dani questioned Tae.

Tae responded, “What?” Dani smirked and ran her hands down the body and twirling her fingers around the groin area.

“A dean man won’t argue back…get it? Oh, never-mind it’s wasn’t that funny huh?” Dani replied and signed off the release record of the corpse to be taken to the funeral home.

“Was that suppose to be because he’s dead?” Tae replies and lightly laughs. The two watched as the Funeral manager drove off down the road with the body.

“You were a good one…Good bye.” Dani replies as she blows off a puff of smoke from her vape. “You saw it didn’t you?” Dani questioned Tae.

“Saw what?” Tae coughed and started to walk back inside. “Last night. Be honest with me.” Dani mentioned. Tae nodded in silence. They ended back in the same lab room to clean up, when Dani approached Tae with a long pair of scissors.

Tae backed up to the cool steel bed. “I promise I won’t tell anyone. Don’t kill me!” Tae blurted out with a pinky in the air.

“Are you scared to die, Taehyung? Tell me.” Dani asks while running the tip of the scissor from Tae’s neck down to his chest. She cocks her head to the side and sees a black figure lurking near.

“Yes, who wouldn’t be?” Tae gulped. “A dead man wouldn’t be afraid.” Dani iterated again to which Tae nodded obediently. “What do I have to do to make you believe me? I seriously won’t squeal about your kinks or whatever your into…sexually.” Tae pleaded. “Meet me here at 12am. Don’t be late!” Dani ordered as Tae nodded his head.

Soon the time would come for Tae to meet Dani. He was nervous about the situation; usually things like sex would be nothing but in this case, Dani was a weird person despite being good looking.

Tae walks into the lab room, Dani is dressed in a black robe. The room was lit in candled like that night he saw her.

“Take your clothes off and get on the table.” Dani ordered Tae. He does as he’s told, the cold steel table made him shiver as he covers his groin area.

“Shy now are we?” smirks Dani as she lays a white sheet over his privates; impressed at his length Dani winks at Tae. Tae re-evaluates what he thought about Dani. Did she NOT have sex with the corpse after all?

“You must of thought I was having sex with that corpse that night…Yes? No?” Dani replies as she removes the black robe. He gulps at the holy dark sight of her in black lingerie.

“Truthfully…yes, I had thoughts of it. Were you not?” Tae questions. Dani seductively crawls up to Tae and sit directly onto of his cock.

“Sooo...You have those kind of thoughts about me...I’m flattered. Jokes aside, I was performing a black magic ritual to seal the soul away.” Dani replies as she takes the red paste and marks a cross along Tae’s broad chest all the way to his belly button and down to where the “V” ends.

“What is this? Blood?” Tae cringes at the stench.

“A little blood never hurt anyone.” Dani smiles.

“Are you serious?” questions Tae.

“It’s just beet juice mixed with raspberry…kinda tangy, sweet.” Dani gives it a taste and winks at Tae. Dani gets a surprise poke as she feels Tae’s cock twitch.

“Excited, are we?” Dani chuckles as she starts her chant.

“You’re crazy you know that? Are you going to take my soul? Please don’t…I still have many things I want to do.” Tae pleads as he sees a knife in Dani’s hands. She rises her arms up and starts her mantra chant and feels her spirit astro travel.

Tae feels her gyrating along his groin, it was hard to contain the sensation of her riding him. His hands grip along the table edge. Soon Dani stops and pours the red paste from her head onwards. Tae watches her from above as her hands lather the fake blood along her breast down to her body.

Dani spreads the paste on Tae’s face, his eyes watch her intently. He feels her hands slowly sliding down his neck, chest, abs, and stops just before his rising sun.

“I’m sorry about him.” Tae awkwardly replies. Dani looks at Tae with a dark intent.

“Should I take care of him?” Dani asks.

“You don’t have to. I’m so embarrassed.” Tae replies but soon he is eye glued on Dani taking her bra off in front of him.

“I’ll help you…just this once.” She knelt down before Tae, as she pulls the sheet down to reveal quite the girth. Dani took Tae’s cock in whole. Tae mutters in his moan, trying to hold it in.

“Does it feel good?” Dani asks as she playful licks the tip of his cock. “Yes…yes it does.” Tae breathlessly replies but winces at the squeeze of Dani’s grip. “If you want to stop, just say stop.”

Slowly she jerks Tae’s cock. “Do you like what you see?” Tae nods yes. “Do you want to me to fuck you?” Tae feeling shy inside but nods yes to Dani. She positions herself and slowly slides him into her moist walls.

Tae moans at the sensation as she slowly grinds him. Dani leads Tae’s hands to her breast guiding him. Tae watches her moan, the beads of sweat rolls along her body. As Dani falls before him, she presses her hard nipple along his lips.

“Suck them, please…” He obeys and takes her breast into his mouth; sending her in ecstasy. “Fuck~ it feels so fucking good. Yes, just like that…I’m going to fucking cum at this rate of you in me.” Dani moans as she backs away from his lips. Stick hard and burning, Dani watches him squirm from below her.

“Do you want me to stop?” Tae shakes his head no. Now that he was atop of her, he ran his thumbs along her lips. He never knew how nasty she could be and after that night he could not stop thinking about all the wild shit he’d do to her. He didn’t have to tell her to suck his thumb, she sensually sucked and licked his finger.

He thrusted himself into Dani as she breathlessly moaned, she felt like dying on this edge of bliss from his thrusts.

“You look so fucking good taking this cock…” Tae spits into his hand and slaps her aching clit. He continues to thrust into her, this time flipping her over ass up in the cold air. Tae slaps her ass cheeks leaving a pleasurable sting, Dani ooh’s at the touch of his hands roughly playing with her nipples; biting her lips.

“Fucking make me cum.” Dani pleads at the intense sensation. “Is this too much for you? Can’t handle this cock.” Tae’s deep voice resonates within the white laboratory, Dani’s chin held firmly by Tae’s large hand. She comes to an understanding of how it felt to be laying on this table, it was a different perspective watching someone from atop.

Tae lifts Dani’s legs up to one side and pounds into her deeply. Her mouth open wide, senses lost at the intensity, her moans mute at how good she was feeling.

“I’m gonna fuckn’ cum at how tight this position is…” grunts Tae as he eyes her intently watching her facial expressions. Dani feels Tae’s cock veins throbbing inside of her; he quickly pulls out and expels all over her tits.

“Fuckkkk~” he groans and collapses onto Dani. “I forget how messy this can be with cum, I never had to worry with the dead.” Dani replies as she grabs a glass petri dish to collect the cum from her breast.

“Be honest with me…What did you just do to me? And why are you collecting my sperm?” Tae replies breathless still on the table.

“It was a protection spell to hide you. As for this special collection, its for a face mask. They say sperm makes your skin young.” Dani takes a sample taste and nods her yes.

“Protection? From what?” Tae glances at Dani. “From the dead girl that keeps following you…They say the dead follows whoever is beautiful and famous, and if you’re not careful…they just might take your soul. You should be careful.” Tae gulps as he gets an eerie feeling from the back of his neck.

“Are you trying to scare me?” Tae lightly chuckles trying to not get scared. “I’m not joking it’s a serious matter. From the mark on your wrist, I wouldn’t be laughing.” Dani points to the hand mark in black along Tae’s right wrist. Tae feels a gust of chill along his bare back.

“Is it with us?” Tae ask. Dani smirks walking up Tae and leans to whisper into his ears. “Did you want to see? She’s looking for you…”

The End.

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(*_*)v Side notes: Growing up as a Hmong woman we have heard stories of spiritual identities that can latch and follow you. Especially if you are someone beautiful/handsome, talented in music or art, knowledgeable smart/wise, or being spiritually gifted: shaman healer. Newborns would be called ugly and marked with a black cross to ward of spirits from taking the baby.

These identities can replace your soul-self with inanimate objects like a tree log; basically your human shell will remain unless there is a skilled Shaman to call back your soul spirit to your body. Another way these identities can take you is by making you sick to the point of death.

Some ways to combat this is having a Shaman perform a spirit ritual to either hide you spiritually, change your name so that the bad spirit won’t find and take you. Unfortunately the real ritual won’t be smutty like my story, hehe. So stay safe and be spiritually aware this month; you wouldn’t want anything to follow you home~ haha.

#fanfics #kpop smut #smut #korean idol #v #btsv #taehyung smut #taehyung #taetae #bts smut #halloween #spirits #kim taehyung #mortician #ritual #short story #witch #shaman

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santouryuuu · 6 years ago

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Muse

pairing : luffy x reader

requested by : @akutagawahakuryuunosuke

Hello, can i request a high school au with Luffy please? the plot is what if he was a soccer team captain, he met her when he accidentally kicking the ball to far and knocking her off from the bench, she was the art student who lost her muse because her must got a girlfriend and meeting Luffy bring her back to painting after that is up to you hehehe thank you very much

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hellooo~ here's your request! i hope that it's what you envisioned! this is actually my first time writing for Luffy so, i'm sorry if he seems out of character 🙇‍♀️ but anyways enjoy~

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"Blank again, huh?"

You felt your hands freeze and your heart drop as you heard Usopp's comment. You tore your gaze away from the blank canvas to face your art teacher. You looked at the ground in shame and gave a slight nod in response.

He sighed and patted your shoulder, "It's fine Y/n. I understand that you're going through a rather rough art block. You'll get back on your feet one day."

You could feel him send a reassuring smile your way as you watched your hand tighten around the charcoal.

As if on cue, the bell rang to signal the end of the day.

"Pack up everyone! I expect to see drafts by the end of the week!" Usopp announced as he made his way around the room.

You carefully placed the charcoal back where it belonged and took out a wet wipe to clean your dirtied hands. As you were wiping your hands, you couldn't help but stare at the canvas in front of you. You wrinkled your face in distaste and felt a strong urge to just punch a rather unsightly hole through it. You resisted the urge and finished up packing.

You slung your bag around your shoulder and quietly headed to the soccer field.

In all honesty, you weren't a big fan of sports. You were far more interested in any activities that didn't involve sweating up a storm. However, you had discovered that sitting on the bleachers and watching the soccer team practice always cured your art block.

For some reason, it couldn't cure your current art block. Nevertheless, you still persisted.

You found an empty seat on the bleachers and sat down. You attentively watched as the soccer team kicked the ball around and performed a few trick shots here and there.

"Hey captain! I bet I can kick this ball farther than you can!"

"No you can't!"

"Yes I can!"

You watched as Luffy, the captain of the soccer team, made his way towards his teammate. They had a quick game of rock paper scissors to decide who would kick the ball first, Luffy won.

As the ball was set down, Luffy made running start and kicked the ball with all his might.

"Hey! Watch out!"

It was too late. The next thing you knew, a soccer ball flew straight into your face and had knocked you unconcious.

"You're in trouble now captain."

"Hey! This is your fault! Back me up Sabo!"

"Yeah no, I'm with Ace on this one."

The voices seemed to be distant but you knew it was coming from your right. As your eyes opened and adjusted to the bright flourescent lights, you groaned and sat up—instantly regretting it.

A pang of pain coursed throughout your body and you cursed as you slouched your body against the headrest of the bed.

"Oh you're lucky she's not dead."

You watched with a puzzled expression as an energetic brunette runs towards you and grabs your hand, "Hey! Are you okay?! I'm really really sorry for kicking that ball into your face!"

"Sorry what?"

"Uh oh, you gave her amnesia," the blonde sighed, "Good luck with this one Luffy."

"What are we gonna tell the old man?" the other brunette sighed.

The two men waltzed out of the clinic whilst sending mischievous glances towards the younger male. The boy next to you, Luffy, seemed amazed at their behavior, "Weirdos. "

"Sorry, what happened exactly?"

He turned to you and sent you a sheepish smile, "Ah...well you see... I may or may not have accidentally kicked a soccer ball into your face..."

You nodded, "Oh..."

"Oh? That's all? You're not mad or anything?"

You shrugged and started to look around, "It's an accident right? What could I have done? And you're sorry anyways so it's fine."

He started to laugh out of the blue, "S-Sorry, you're so weird! I just kicked a ball into your face and—Sorry."

He continued to laugh and soon you joined in his laughing, "Y-You're contagious!"

It went on like that for nearly five minutes before the nurse got annoyed and sent the both of you out.

You did argue that you were injured and unfit to leave, until she stated that you were passed out for five hours and that the only reason for your aches all over was because of your extremely poor posture, that she so generously decided to fix.

Both of you stumbled out of the clinic, still slightly giggly.

"Hey, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Luffy, the soccer team's captain. And you are?"

"Y/n, nice to meet you."

"Oh! You're that prodigal art student right? Usopp never stops talking about you!"

You felt your stomach sink and a slight blush rise to your cheeks, "H-He talks about me?"

Luffy nods his head, "I'm really sorry about your art block. But if you ask me, I think you could always just you know grab a hammer and smash it?"

You laughed, "What?"

"Isn't an art block like a big block of art?"

"No Luffy!" you laughed even harder, "It's not like that!"

He shrugged, "I don't know much about fancy art terms. I just know that you're really good at drawing!"

"Oh? How would you know?"

"I went to see your exhibit! I really really liked it—no I loved it! Everything you drew was so cool! I can't believe you drew them! Your art is really awesome!"

"You really liked it?"

He nodded, "Yeah! Hey next time do you think you could draw me? I'd love to see you draw me!"

"I'll think about it," you smiled cheekily as he looked at you with pleading eyes, "Hmm... It's getting dark already. We should probably head home."

"Oh you're right... Hey! I'll walk you home!" he beamed and trapped your hand in his own.

"N-No that's—"

"Let's go!"

You yelped as he dragged you into the street and strung you along. You weren't sure if he knew where you lived, but you just decided to follow him, because maybe the nurse had told him or something along those lines.

After hours of aimlessly wandering around, your legs began to feel numb and you were tired of being dragged around, so you spoke up, "Luffy do you know where we're going?"

"Nope," he confidently replied.

"You're kidding right?"

"Nope."

"Oh my lord," you murmured a silent prayer and stopped in your tracks, "Luffy, I really appreciate the effort, but—"

He shushes you, "Trust me!"

"No Luffy listen—"

"Y/n! I've got this!"

"Luffy we've passed my house four times already!"

"No we didn't?"

You sighed and gently tugged your hand out of his grip. You pointed to a house parallel to you and gave the most patient smile you could muster, "That's my house..."

"Oh... Well why didn't you say so?!" he chuckled and grabbed your hand again. You couldn't help but scoff and slightly smile at his airheadedness.

Once the both of you reached the front door Luffy let go of your hand.

"Oh! We're neighbors!" the brunette from before exclaimed from the second floor window of the neighboring house. He smiled brightly at the both of you and continued, "I'm Ace! That's Luffy! What's your name?!"

"She's Y/n!" Luffy yelled back, "I walked her home!"

"Luffy brought a girl home?!" a blonde had then squished his way into the window, "Luffy! Do you remember what I told you about bringing—Oh! It's you!"

He waved energetically, "I'm Sabo!"

"She's—"

"—You damn kids are too noisy!"

"Uh oh," Ace and Sabo exchanged frightened looks before closing the window and making a run for god knows where.

"Sounds like they woke gramps up," Luffy giggled, "They're in sooo much trouble now."

"You guys seem really close," you commented.

"Of course! We're brothers!"

"Really?! You guys don't look alike. At all."

Luffy hummed and placed his arms behind his head, "Not by blood anyways, we basically drank gramps's sake when we were little and swore an oath."

"Wait wait wait wait," you shook your head and chuckled, "so you guys are like an exclusive cult or something along those lines?"

"I guess?" he shrugged, "I don't really know either."

You laughed and pinched Luffy's cheek, "You're really cute... Thank you for trying to walk me home. I appreciate it."

You noticed a small blush creep up his cheeks before he sent you his signature beaming smile and a thumbs up, "No problem! Good night Y/n!"

"Good night Luffy."

As you both went your seperate ways, you couldnt help but feel more than inspired to grab a pencil and sketch.

Your hands wouldn't stop working and it seemed as though your inspiration was unending. Despite all the sketches laid out messily on your desk, the one that stood out the most was Luffy's portrait.

Maybe a muse was all it took to get out of an art block...

#one piece scenarios #one piece #luffy #op luffy #mugiwara no luffy #straw hat luffy #monkey d luffy #luffy x reader

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