#//don't feel obligated to try to match this lmao

[mobianresistance]

'🤕' for gold and claire

Send '🤕' for my critically injured muse to wake up with yours by their side. (Accepting)

Claire groaned in pain as she began to stir, the monkey finally starting to wake up again. Approximately 24 hours had passed since her mask's signal had suddenly come online again, and despite it being known that she was deceased, the restoration had found her alive at the signal's location. Unconscious and critically injured, yes, but alive.

Fortunately, her injuries were treatable, and now that she was no longer at death's door, she was in for a long recovery process. And now she was finally starting to wake up.

She slowly opened her eyes, and as her blurry vision came back into focus, she glanced around the unfamiliar room. "This isn't Diamond Cutter HQ..." She thought to herself. And then, as she remembered the attack, how Mimic had led them into a trap, how she and the others had been overwhelmed by the androids, and how she'd told Whisper to hang back, just in case, she suddenly sat upright.

"WHISPE-ah!" Claire cut herself off with a loud groan of pain, the sudden movement agitating her injuries.

[necrophcge]

NAME:

Lee

PRONOUNS:

he/him

MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?

// Meddles here is technically my most active, but I'm doing stuff behind the scenes for my lads Brom ( @of-forossa ), and Samuel Whist ( @fishermcn ) so I'll add them here too lmao.

RP PET PEEVES?

// Ah hell man, probably a lack of progression when it comes to replies? When I'm writing a thread with someone, I do what I can to make sure they have enough from my own to continue the story we're telling together. So getting a reply in return that doesn't move things forward puts me in kind of a bind y'know? Matching or similar length comes with that as well, though I don't expect folks to match me word for word so much as giving as good as they've gotten!

Communication is also key! I know that it can be uncomfortable or a bit daunting to try to chat with folks you haven't gotten to know all that well, but with threads being something we create together we really should be on the same page. Even just a little update or the like is preferable to total radio silence rofl.

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?

// Shoot, it's probably been about twelve, maybe thirteen years now? Been on here the whole time and have bounced around to a few different fandoms before more or less settling down into the soulsborne community.

FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?

// I'm definitely an angst kinda guy, though usually in the sense that things are going down or conflict is brewing rather than interpersonal drama. I live for fight-writing and the tension that comes with lives being on the line. Fluff is usually reserved for one and done replies rather than threads because I feel it's more impactful thst way, while smut is... well. I'm getting better at it, but it's definitely my weakest writing of the bunch. That, and I admittedly can get a bit nervous posting it out here in the wild for everyone to see (////-\\\\)

PLOTS OR MEMES?

// Both! Plots and plotting are my preferred go-to for our muses to get to know each other and establish what their relationship will be like going ahead, while with memes I'll usually go ham on a single reply with the intent of further fleshing out what we've pieced together for our muses.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?

// If you've known me on my other blogs you already know I tend to get long winded XD. Short replies never feel like I've said enough honestly, and by taking the time to get in depth with them I reckon it opens the door wider for potential interactions (memes) or it gives the other person more room to reply with (threads). Least amount I'll do is around two to three paragraphs.

TIME TO WRITE?

// I'd love to tell you folks that I'm a responsible, orderly guy who keeps a good sleep schedule and has a set time for writing. Unfortunately I'm little more than an animal who's as likely to bump out an ask or reply at 4:00 in the morning as I am to post something mid-afternoon. Ideally though... I prefer the evenings for it. More privacy, more time to gather my thoughts and less demands for me personally to have to address.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?

// I'm a firm believer in the notion that muns typically have something either in common with or identify strongly with their muses in some form or another, and I'm no exception. Meddles might be a conqueror, cruel and malicious, but struggling against a seemingly impossible task and not wanting to be alone in this world... yeah. Yeah, I can relate to that. It helps me put myself in their shoes and understand them better if there's something about them I identify with.

tagged by: @ferinehuntress (much obliged panda :D)

tagging: @yellowfingcr, @hexenjagd, @bcwblade, @rotten-pest, @izar-tarazed, and you!

[tauruscookie]

Let’s Talk 🙏🏾

Alrighty! round three! Never forgot, just didn't have time...Time for me to disclose an EXTREMELY RARE ship of mine, Sledge x Mozzie

NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT TO SAY! "Mozzie is married with a child" and I say to that, fuck you. Leave me alone. There's no fun in obliging to cannon. Because cannon is so garbage sometimes, or, something that’s completely new to me, you can just fuck right off this page and leave me alone, like seriously, if you're that disgusted, leave. Block, mute. So many choices you can perform before you suddenly start to send hate. FOR A HARMLESS SHIP!

Now that is out of the way! Shall we begin for all of those who wish to stay?

Lore to place connection: So, canonically, it was mentioned that Sledge "is something of a raconteur," implying that he's fantastic at narrating stories in such thrilling detail. Living for the thrill of the chase. Seriously, when he was twelve, he pieced together a hang glider out of sailboats and launched himself from his house's roof. Tell me he's not a thrill seeker with a perceptive mind! Not only that, but while testing a new breaching method during military training, he accidentally collapsed his whole sleeping barrack, and on another occasion, he sank a captain's motorcycle by riding it off the pier to see how far it would travel on the surface. Curiosity, and rambunctiousness. Sledge exudes chaotic energy, but he's also laid-back and humble. Mozzie, on the other hand, is built for speed, for the satisfaction in life. He's a troublemaker, but a true showman at heart, a speed demon with his bike, and at life. And, like me, he uses thy humor to mask his pain. And I read that he likes to curse like a sailor to compensate for his height and appear more menacing, LMAO!

HC Now that we got all of this out of the way, I now give you the real meat to this burger. They both drive a Harley-Davidson Nightster, Mozzie's is a deep, almost burnt yellow color whilst Sledge rocks an all-black one. And they are loud when they get on the road. Driving like they have no sense and often race each other to claim who's the fastest. But when they are not driving their motorcycles, while wearing matching biker vests [which I now have an idea for a drawing soon], they are challenging each other in other activities. Their relationship was actually built upon the idea of trying to outdo the other. Wanting to charm the other with their knowledge and their skills. Showing off, made them fall in love. Valentines Day? A competition to make the other feel inferior. Birthdays? Still, a competition to outdo the other. Every event marked on their calendar is a competition, and of course, there is no real victor, but the idea that they are trying to constantly challenge the other just makes the relationship all the more, enticing. Regardless, that doesn't mean they don't know how to be soft when they aren't constantly bashing heads to out-wit the other. When they are passionate, or even just alone relaxing, it's always a battle to make sure their partner is comfortable. Content, and enjoying the atmosphere. Making sure that they feel safe in the other's company. The competition is their way to show love, because it's dedication. Also, I like to believe Sledge got piercings so that he could wear matching earrings with Mozzie. Not only that, but Sledge is a vocal soldier, so he actively teases Mozzie about his height. Sometimes it's accidentally, other times, and mostly, it's on purpose. He would even purposefully put something high up on the shelf just to watch Mozzie lose his cool. Whilst Mozzie actively teases about his bald head. Even going so far as to make it his goal to at least slap his head once...if Sledge is sitting down. And of course, he runs away since Sledge finds it both humorous, and a challenge, and hunts him down to 'return the favor' *wink wink*. I also believe Mozzie can play the guitar, and he sings in his spare time. So he writes a few songs for Sledge, sometimes to help him fall asleep because, PTSD for every operator! Also! Sledge is like a fucking giant, a soft bear, who's rough around the edges. Meaning, he'll destroy someone if they are threatening, or even harmlessly mocking Mozzie's height. I mean look at him, he's like a tyrant ready to kill if someone dares. Which is why I believe during the first Invitational when he shot him, I personally felt like afterward, he apologized. Even though Mozzie blew up on him, overall, he didn't mind it, he felt defeated, of course, but it was a thrilling competition. And Sledge cheered for him for the remainder Invitational competitions he competed in. Regardless, don't touch the Scotsman Australian, unless given permission, and the only person who can tease Mozzie without Sledge becoming enraged and seeking to murder, is Gridlock But also, during simulations trainings, they are always making it into a competition to see who can take out the other. And it's the thrill of being hunted, or being the hunter that makes the training simulation all the more exciting. Sometimes, the other operators would just seriously step aside and let them play their game of cat and mouse, or help because they have a bet on the line and refuse to lose.

Sex HC It's wild, crazy, and completely out of hand. They love it rough, and Mozzie will not accept anything else. Of course, the occasional soft sex is nice, being eased into everything and given praises, which is like, a given kink, but Mozzie likes it hard. And sometimes, when toys are included, or bondages or even handcuffs, hardcore BDSM is something they crave. Now, they never perform anything unless both parties consent to everything. Especially Mozzie since he's the one often using everything, but Sledge falls victim to a few trinkets. Handcuffs, are Sledge's least favorite when used on him. Cause once, when they were used, and Mozzie was fiddling off with himself, all as a show for Sledge, he got so frustrated that he wasn't the one touching him that he broke the bedframe, and the handcuffs. Needless to say, never use them on Sledge.  Regardless, Sledge's favorite position is when he's holding Mozzie in the air. Back to chest, firmly grasps his lover's thighs, and looking into a mirror. Any mirror. A MIRROR! And just constantly praising him as he forces Mozzie to watch himself unravel. *chef Kiss* I need to write a mirror smut for these two. Not just that, but Sledge loves teasing Mozzie. Just watching him become flustered gets him going. And he loves doing it in public because the thought of someone coming in and noticing them, noticing Mozzie flustered and embarrassed and it was all because of Sledge, just really makes him crazy. But of course, he wouldn't enjoy being disturbed, just the thought. Because these two are my sex lovers. Like physical contact is a key love language to them. Intimacy is a must. They know each other's bodies so well, that it'll be impossible for them to not notice something new about their partner. But another position that Mozzie enjoys, is having Sledge on top of him, and he's forced to either raise his hips or lower his hips (if they are on a comfortable surface, given their beds) and Sledge just fucks him into oblivion. Either he's gripping the surface, or shoving his face into a pillow. Having Sledge on top of him is amazing, even if he puts Mozzie into a chokehold. *chef kiss once more* Loves the pressure.

Married HC Cause, of course, the day would come when they'll vie to see who'll propose first. The wedding, would be massive! And their clothes, would be the opposite of the color code, because they want to be fucking bizarre. They live in Scotland, but they have a vacation home in Australia. They are constantly moving, so they never stay inside for long. But when they are inside the small, farmhouse, they are all touchy-feely. Loving each other and simply enjoying each other's company. Constantly teasing and joking with one another. Old, but still wild and free.

Family HC Sledge's family was shocked, but not surprised. Given that he was a loose cannon, so of course, he might want to explode his sexual orientation and take in everything he can experience. They were in disbelief when they saw the...extremely short Australian. But soon, obliged once they clarified that Mozzie is just as chaotic as Sledge. Now Mozzie's family has been, suspicion. Not entirely on board, nor opposed. But they could tell that Mozzie was going to be reckless and strive to be over the top, so this wasn't entirely 'unexpected'. But of course, they could tell Sledge was someone who could help 'stabilize' Mozzie's wild and reckless ambition. Or encourage his irresponsible, daredevilry mentality, which is why Gridlock is the middle ground. And Gridlock loves Sledge, but she's not afraid to put her foot down with the titan. To put her foot down with them both because she's the only sane one...and the third wheel.

[waiting-on-a-dream]

Prisoner 009: Miyahara Kiyoshi - Trial 2

General info

Verdict: INNOCENT

Physical changes: His hair has grown out, more akin to a wolf cut now. The rest of his appearance remains unchanged.

Behavioral changes: Kiyoshi continues to be cheerful and friendly, but seems to have quieted down a little. Almost pensive in a way. There are times when he lapses into periods of thoughtful silence, spaced out. If anyone asks him what's wrong, he'll brush them off and assure them that everything is fine.

Trailer art: Kiyoshi is turned to the left, saluting to you with a secretive smile. Behind him, a grey door with a plain silver handle. It appears to be a door to a police interrogation room.

Voicelines

– Second trial trailer

I'm not as good as people think I am, haha.

– Character voice trailer

Let me help you with that.

Cover info

Canon Milgram song cover: Cat (Again, Cat is really Daisukecore but when I saw "King of the Masquerade" I couldn't help but think of Kiyoshi.)

DECO*27 song cover: Two breaths walking (I chose this song just because the title matched with his non-breath oblige cover lmao. This is a really dramatic song, I think it suits him.)

Non-DECO*27 vocaloid song cover: Non-breath oblige (I don't know what story this song is trying to tell, but the MC is such a people pleaser I had to.)

Music info

Song title: Fairy ring

Song preview: Ah, they're here again. Eyes like weapons wherever I go, they're looking at me. I wish you would look away. I wish you would keep looking at me. Its all so conflicting!

Once you're a part of our town, you'll always be. We're one big family! Your joys, your sorrows, we'll share them all. A single place in the world where everything is right. All true colours are accepted here.

MV description: There's more colour in Kiyoshi's MV this time. His hometown has a dreamy feel to it, as if taken from a fairy tale. The eyes in the sky are simply drawn with thin black lines.

The music video starts with a dove flying in the sky. The camera then cuts to the scene below as it flies over a small town. The streets are lined with tiny terrace houses, identical red roofs save for the few grey or blue outliers. Almost every house has a garden of fruit trees or blooming flowers. A fountain sits in the middle of the square, where children run about or make wishes with coins. A few ladies sit together by a café, talking animatedly over tea.

The camera cuts to Kiyoshi carrying a box, walking across the town square that is bustling with activity. There seem to be preparations for a festival, with pink triangular flags and a banner being hung up. Everyone is smiling as they carry out their tasks.

The scene fast forwards, a few days passing by to the date of the festival. The song stops for a moment as music played by the musicians in the MV take over the audio, along with people cheering and laughing. Children make a mess all over their faces with cotton candy, men gather around a table to watch two buff guys arm wrestle. Kiyoshi himself is surrounded by a few people as he eats his barbequed sausages. An older man claps him on the shoulder, another older woman pinches his cheek, seemingly doting on him.

Something catches his attention and he looks over at it from the corner of his eyes. A park of sinister red eyes peer back at him from the darkness before disappearing. Kiyoshi swallows nervously, then turns back to the people by his table to tell a joke. They laugh.

The screen fades to black for a second. A young black haired boy strolls down a street. A pair of cartoonish eyes open up in the sky to stare at him. He walks past a street light which obstructs the camera. The scene transitions to an older boy with his school bag. A few more eyes open up in the sky, all staring at him. He looks up at them, eyes wide and expression neutral, as if curious. A car passes by which obstructs the camera again. Another transitions to reveal a teenage Kiyoshi loading a box into the trunk of an old car. A man and woman, presumably his parents, give him a hug before he drives away.

He drives until he reaches a stoplight. A dove swoops by, catching his attention. He watches it fly up into the sky and crash into an invisible barrier, falling back down onto the sidewalk. Kiyoshi steps out of his car in concern, stopping when a black wolf with red eyes runs up to the dove and snatches it up with its jaws. He watches in shock as blood spills down from the wing hanging out of it's mouth. The people by the sidewalk turn to Kiyoshi, who takes a shaky step back. Their eyes flash red and they all lunge for him, one man going for Kiyoshi's shoulder with his mouth open as if going for a bite.

The song ends, the last few beats trailing off. The screen cuts to black. Then, Kiyoshi's victim lying on the floor, blood trailing from his mouth, breathing heavily. His real hair colour is revealed to be dark orange. His yellow eyes shift to something in front of him and he begins to laugh. The camera cuts to Kiyoshi winding up another punch, expression furiously blank. His police uniform rapidly flashes between a prison uniform like in the first MV.

"Did you think you could get away with this?"

The sound of Kiyoshi's fist connecting. End.

Author's notes

I like how there's more yellow than grey in the title because it ties in with his character arc too.

Also, I use tumblr dark mode and if I stare at his yellow borders for long enough they start to remind me of police tapes.

Picrews used: - https://picrew.me/ja/image_maker/1806920 - https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/332327

[vampiremourning]

man i was trying to come up with a valentine's day themed oc post today (day itself has passed whatever idc) and i weirdly. do not think kat would want to do much for it?? if anything at all? which almost seems contradictory with her character lmao but i think it's partly just 1. she feels loved on a regular basis good job on that one nines and 2. i think she would just find a timed display awkward, if that makes sense? like almost a performance & she would much prefer something natural/spontaneous. i think at Most she would appreciate flowers because what the hell would she need chocolates for (& she's not really a stuffed animal person so.) maybe jewellery? not that she wouldn't trust nines to get her something she likes, she's just extremely particular and likes to shop for herself. so yeah definitely flowers at most, gift wise, which he would plan ahead for & order a nice custom bouquet with flowers & colours he knows she actually likes, no last-minute drug store flowers here. and she'll never say no to having a date night in, she loves just cuddling on the couch and half-watching something while she soaks up nines' attention (& vice versa let's be honest lmao). she's going to want plenty of kisses + touching but that's not unusual tbh. she doesn't even need the day itself mentioned, she'll just take any excuse for them to have a peaceful evening free of distractions <3 rest in fucking pieces to any members of the ivory tower or sabbat packs who interrupt them though

i feel like both mitchell and beckett just straight up don't even register what day it is. just not paying attention in any capacity & not especially caring. but also i know beckett is Dramatic TM and probably lives for the aesthetic, i can picture him concocting some sort of elaborate evening that required a dress code and ended with some wildly fantastic sex. this could just be here or other members of their respective polycules involved, it all depends on scheduling and location. if she's with vv, then it's more of an 'aesthetic' date. lots of pink everything, rose petals, the works. however! i don't actually think they would end up having sex since i honestly read vv as being aspec/demisexual like mitchell, so it's really just more of an excuse to get together & just be present. maybe they'll head out and split a 'meal' together lmao. vv i think would want coordinating outfits for that & would get a kick out of dressing mitchell. nothing too out of the realm of her usual style, just part of a pair.

for my IF characters,,, reina is going hard. she's decorating her office (it's still her aesthetic though so it's a gothic valentine's day lmao black roses etc etc). she's sending gifts to qui's house. she's doing a whole themed photo shoot and agonizing over the perfect layout to give him. i feel like she's the one person here who would try her hardest to imitate champagne with carbonated blood but i doubt it would be successful so she just bottles it like wine & serves it over a candlelit 'dinner.' she might even borrow someone's ghoul for the night if she finds out they play violin & have some live music. she expects only participation in return because quite frankly she knows that this is the work of an insane person & no one can match that. qui is just along for the ride lmao god bless, i think he would find it all deeply overwhelming but she is so happy to be doing this for him so he just kinda soaks it up while absolutely buzzing with happiness internally.

iris and lettow are another pair i can see not really caring, lettow is a whole elder and iris never really did much of anything for it in the first place. she's not really a flowers person tbh, plus i think lettow can be pretty dramatically romantic on a fairly regular basis anyway & they've got so much time together while travelling east with no obligations to anyone but themselves. it's just not a necessary holiday.

romina and raúl, though. both of them are still pretty young, and he's got the benefit of still being human. romina would probably try to actually cook him dinner, some italian recipe she remembers enjoying when she was still alive. it's Not Good. like, at all lmao but he still eats it because it was a really nice gesture & it's not like she could have tasted it anyway. alternatively if he already knows it'll be bad he'll offer the idea of them cooking together, which ensures it'll be edible & they can spend time together as an added bonus. the first part of that completely flies over her head tbh but it's fine. these two are definitely going dancing somewhere also, whether it's a club or some cool street venue. they'd also be into watching a movie later on, but raúl strikes me as someone who would want to make it a bit more special by setting up a screen & projector outside so they can be under the stars, maybe get a little fire going too. plenty of cuddling & kisses, possibly sex too if her dog actually ends up leaving them alone (probably not, they will almost definitely have to wait until they're inside and can close the bedroom door lmao) because neither of them want to be stared at during the act, just a deeply awkward situation they would like to avoid because the night is otherwise perfect.

[frappe-the-peppermint]

you pretty much just use the bow on either the front or back edge of the key!!! :). heres some songs w it

table talk's (1st) is at 1:06 but the whole thing is honestly so cool

+dont feel obligated to watch these, but here are some percussionists i really like watching! genuinely just observing other people play is a good way to get better yourself!!!

if you watcg one channel, I recommend the Drum Thing (which should really be called the Cymbal Thing lol). He's a SUPER funny aussie guy that i've learned a TON from. this is 1/2 of his beginner drumming guides, but he has nuggets of info sprinkled thru everything. also runs the channels "dankpods" and "garbage time". used a crappy drum to hold up a car engine in the latter LMAO.

I can't figure out how to share a channel lol, but this is one of my fav vids by Joe Martone!!!! genuinely in awe at him. my band inspiration. he has a snare video or two as well, but iirc this video has a drum set section.

personally, I have the most fun when I'm actually playing music. here's some sight reading practice!! the Vic Firth channel also has some rudiment* guides

*how to play paradiddles (LRLL/RLRR), double stroke rolls (9-stroke, 17 stroke, etc), flams (sounds like buBUH if tthat makes sense), and every other rudiment under the sun. i highly rec learning the MAIN ones, like flams, buzz rolls, & paradiddles (+ variant. e.g. paraparadiddles, paradiddlediddles, flam paradiddles, etc etc). After that, figure out double stroke rolls. Also try to use bounce to play paradiddles a lot faster (still struggling w that myself lol). Once you've gotten all that down, you can learn all the other ones at your leisure -- flam taps, flamacues, 5-stroke rolls, whatever.

You might also want to learn traditional grip, which is REALLY hard to pick up personally, but it's good to know imo. you don't have to learn it though -- plenty of professionals use match grip.

idk how much you're into non-drum percussion, but dod you know that u can use a bow (as in like. violin, chello, double bass, whatever) on mallets?? becuase. ive been thinking about it a lot today.. it sounds SO COOL. althoigh i dont actually know if it damages the horse hair. it's mainly in like. experimental kinda stuff.

How?? Does that work??? I'm so curious now

[theship-thewalrus]

One more, one more ending for the Aegon fic.

Rhaenyra and reader get into an argument, and the stress of it all causes the reader to miscarry. Nobody else can get close to her, so Aegon has to help her deliver a stillborn.

Hi anon! I love everyone's endings ideas! You all seem to hate happy endings lmao >:) Don't worry I hate them too. This takes a couple days after the dinner. Hope you all enjoy!

aegon ii targaryen x targaryen! female! reader

pretty much the ask

word count: 1029 words reading time: about 6 minutes warnings: miscarriage, blood

part 1 || part 2 || ending 1 || ending 2 || ending 4 || headcanon 1 || headcanon 2

For a moment you thought this conversation with your mother would allow the pair of you to reconnect. To finally be some sort of family again but as yout voice raised to match your mother's, you realised that perhaps it was all behind you now. The times you ran to her when you were younger when you were scared or upset, how she would bundle you up in her loving embrace. Was it all nothing to her? Did she simply do it out of obligation? To show she could be a good mother?

"You betray you were family! And for what? Love? Aegon does not love you! Stop being so foolish!" Rhaenyra's voice bounced off the wall, and the rage on her face was unmistakable. Her once pale face flooded with blood. Tears well up in your eyes, no matter how much you try to push them back. Yet they fall down your cheeks, wetting your face and the front of your dress.

"Do not speak about him in such a way! He is kind! He is trying his best and you simply refuse to see that!" Despite wanting to reconnect with your mother, to have her take you into her loving embrace. You could not allow such an insult about your husband, the man you loved, to go unquestioned. Pushing makes you sad you try to draw on the rage you feel, matching your mother's energy. The older woman laughs in your face, thinking you are joking. There was no way you would choose Aegon over her. She was your mother.

"I should've never left you here! What have they done to my sweet girl? He feels you with his child and now you are adrift. Come home with me, return to your real family." Her voice lowers, trying to coax you to her side. To make you believe you were misled, that she can set you right and heal you. But you were not misled or broken, something that needed help. As Rhaenyra moved forward you took a harsh step back as though she burned you. The look on her face dropped, her arms resting at her side once more. Her face hardened "Fine, I see where your loyalty lies. You turn your back on your family for what?" Her words were filled with venom, as her eyes held nothing but disdain for you. Striding past you you can feel the anger and disgust roll off her in waves. It broke your heart, cutting you deeper than any sword.

The hallway felt ice cold without your mother's fire to warm it. Your tears flowed from your eyes with no restraint anymore, making your way to your chambers for some privacy. Upon pushing open the door of your chambers you saw the back of your husband. The person your mother was just shamelessly insulting right to your face, thinking that you would agree with her. He did not seem to notice you as he lounged on the plush couch, indulging himself in some food left by the maids. It made a watery smile appear on your face to see him, the stress from the argument with your mother leaving you for a moment.

"Darling?" His voice was soft as he looked over at you from his position on the couch. There was a small smile on his face until he took notice of your state, the tear streaks on your cheeks, your red-rimmed eyes, and the drops of blood splashing the ground under you. Jumping up from the couch the man had not moved so fast before, grabbing you firmly yet softly by the biceps. The liquid that you felt between your legs only truly registered to you when Aegon mentioned it. your mind to catch up in the whirlwind of emotions and thoughts about your mother.

The blood that began to flow from you only increased as the second passed. To much blood for it to be normal, something was incredibly wrong. "Aegon?" Your voice was full of fear as your knees buckled under you, the only thing keeping you from collapsing into the pool of blood was the hands Aegon had on you. The man did not know what to do, who to get, or how to help you. All he could do is watch. moving you to the bed he tried to calm your racing heart.

"No, no, no, Aegon, Aegon please." Your voice chanted as your head rested against the pilled your hands clawing at him. You did not want to be alone, to be left in this room. A fresh set of tears stream down your face as your eyes wander to the blood that now stained the white sheets. "I-I need to get the maester. You need help." His voice was weak, despite needing to be strong for you he couldn't. He was just as scared as you, worried for your health and the babies.

"No! No, please Aegon! Aegon stay pleas-" A moan of pain interrupts you as your grip on him tightens. You could feel your heart breaking, knowing what this meant. Your child was not well, something was wrong and you feared your child has not made it. Your heart breaks for the life you are never able to know. The child you will have hold in your arms, to hear them giggle. The perfect mixture of Aegon and yourself will never be greeted in the world. You will not hear their cr as they leave your body.

Aegon stayed with you, he could not leave you like this. Not as he saw the utter terror in his eyes, the fear in your grips. "I'll stay, I'll stay with you, my love." Pushing back the hair that stuck to your forehead he kissed you softly. Wanting to provide a little bit of comfort to you in any form he could. Another wave of pain made you twist in the bed, your body not being able to stand such utter pain.

The baby was coming, but instead of the child crying and announcing its arrival to the world. You would be wailing and mourning the life that was never lived.

[jessisajackass]

jackass romantic hc's

first writing post ^_^ srry its a little short-ish

i don't write head-cannons that often but i think this would be a good start to show how i personally believe these guys would be in a relationship. simple & sweet!

i DO take requests so if you want me to write something specific just let me know! platonic HC's are up next! also also, i do write for the other guys, they just have to be requested!

johnny knoxville: 

i think he’d be super funny

always trying to make jokes and play around duhhh

he’s so tall i feel like he would always rest his chin on your head

and if he had to go anywhere for like a public event (mtv-awards) he would totally wanna take you! dress you up all pretty LOL

also if you got hurt, i don’t think he’d be super like “aww r u okay?” naw. he’d be like “you’re good just walk it off” LMAO

idk i think yall would just constantly hug, not in a weird/awkward way it’d just be like you’re glued to each other CUTEEE

steve-o:

crazy party bf to the max

i think in front of others, he’d be more like knoxville (trying to make jokes and stuff) but when it’s just you two i think he’d be so calm! like you just make him chill and idk it’s very sweet

i think he’d be very receptive to what you say if you get me? like he wants to know what you think of him

“babe watch this…don’t you think that’s cool? right?”

or if you told him to stop something, you’re the only one he’d listen to and stop immediately AWWW

bam margera:

he’d be SOOO protective

totally starting bar fights over guys that look at you the wrong way, etc. 

when it’s just you two though, he’d totally try to play fight OMGGG

this is an odd one but i feel like he’s an annoying sleeper -_- hogging the blanket, sticking and kicking his legs out URGGHHH

he’d beg for you to come with him for skating events (which you happily obliged) and i can imagine the matching outfits LMAO

MATCHING TATTOOS BTW. CONFIRMED. 

ryan dunn:

i wanna say he’d be plain but that’s not the right word for it

i think he would be very “go with the flow” and want to make you happy

doing everything you want to do, making sure you’re content. 

“if you’re happy, i’m happy” kinda vibes AWWWW

if y’all had a “relationship pose” it would be u in a headlock LMAOOO

i also think he would always be so proud

“no…y/n would like it this way, she’s told me before” ETC. CUTEEE

[maizumis]

— HAIKYUU BOYS AND MAKE OUT SESSIONS

ft. timeskip!iwaizumi hajime, osamu miya, bokuto koutaro, suna rintaro, atsumu miya

note: fem!Reader and suggestive‼️y'all I'm not sorry, thanks to @shoyotime for talking me about a morning make out with iwa, also finally a post to get out of the baby fever <3

#IWAIZUMI HAJIME

— istg mans can't keep his hand for himself, make outs with hajime could be slow and sensual or super rough full of need. he needs to feel you, his mind is just in you. when is slow and pretty he will make sure to make you feel loved and appreciated because that's what he feels from you but when is not... expect mans to pick you up by your legs and push your back to the nearest wall he has in sight

his hands holding both your legs, arms muscles flexing so you wouldn't fall "fuck, I love you so much" it came more breather and desperate that he intended but that didn't stop him from keep kissing you. your back practically craving holes in the wall from how hard he was picking you, that didn't matter in the moment, you needed to feel him "h-haji, I love you to—" his tongue was in you, again, not letting you finish your sentence; at this point you didn't even figth for dominance, iwaizumi's aura was per se dominant, it's a game you didn't try to play and you already loosed. mouths moving vigorously with each other, you pulled out to catch your breath, followed by iwaizumi pecking your lips before letting you down on the floor "hehe, I really could kiss you all day"

#ATSUMU MIYA

— no one can convince me otherwise, this man lives for making out with you, he waits for the end of the day so he can have you sitted on his lap, on the couch, a forgotten movie in the background while you two are so into the kiss, not only mouth moving together but bodies, both your hips and his at the same rhythm. his hands maybe on your ass or your neck to push you even further into him, he needed more. he is a starved man and he is gonna get his food

"f-fuck ma baby a missed you" your hands playing with the hair of his undercut, looking at his eyes before going in again " ‘tsumu, missed you too" it was less than a day that you two didn't saw each other in reality, both work and practice were at the same time. his hands on both cheeks of your ass, gripping them, from time to time slapping it, his and your tongue exploring every place they could, even after so many years of relationship, the two of you couldn't see to get enough. the amount of grunts that left his body thru the kiss where unbelievable "ugh— wan’ ya closer, need ya closer’ baby" now his hands on your lower back pushing even more closer to his body, you were in for long today

#OSAMU MIYA

— he is gonna take his time with you, don't pressure him :< but for real, he wants to worship you every chance he has, I'm thinking about slow and living make out sessions like giggling and sharing little pecks between yk? he lives to see your smile everytime you pull out to catch your breath, you hand in the back of his neck while you rest your forehead in his

saying good morning to a cooking osamu always ended in you hugging him from behind while he ended breakfast, but not today, the sweet peck you gave him leaded to the moment you were now, up in the kitchen counter osamu between your legs with his hands behind your knees so he could put your body on his, sleepy smiles between kisses "umm a love ya so much angel" with your hands around his neck, you bring him closer so both your noses could be touching, chest going up and down from the lack of air "I love you, samu" he started kissing all over your face, nose, temples, cheeks, brows, eyes, everywhere until a weird smell started bothering him "samu! the food!" "fuck!"

#BOKUTO KOUTARO

— he doesn't gives a single fuck of who is seeing<33 if he wants to kiss you, he is gonna do it without holding back, he really doesn't care of people around, he just want his tongue down your throat lmao<3 everything happens so fast, like his movements are fast, he doesn't have times to elaborate words, he is literally drunk in your kisses<3 we live for a excited boy

he dragged you to the locker room after the MSBY match, he just needed to kiss you after seeing you cheering for him, in his jersey, with his last name, soon to be yours too as he said "come here baby, sit on my lap" you obligated and started playing with the baby hairs of his neck "you did so well kou, as always" "yeah? I think I deserve a kiss then" and you were in, making out in the bench of the locker room after a match, the team could enter anytime but who cares when you have the bonito koutaro sucking your soul out of your body? "a-ah, kou I'm so proud of you" he grunted, loudly his hands gripping your ass even more tighter than before "ah, what a lovely sight to see after a match, right guys?" atsumu cocky, as always, you got up from your boyfriends lap and give him a last kiss " ‘m gonna be waiting in the car baby, I love you" bokuto gave you a smile before angrily glaring at the blonder twin for interrupting his after game kiss "sleep with an eye open, Miya"

#SUNA RINTARO

— he lives for slow make out session, lmao you grinding on him while his hands are in your waist? bitch count him in! and mf is so cocky about it teasing you about how badly you want to kiss him, as if he wasn't dying to kiss you too. man's wouldn't let you breath literally, it may be slow but your lungs are crying for help—

the two of you were on his bed, suna's back resting on the headboard while both your legs straddled his lap, your hands in either side of his neck and trying to kiss him "Rin, come one, you want it" no response, you gave up and attempted to get you legs out of him until a squish in your waist made you freeze on the spot "now, where are we going? I thought you wanted to kiss me?" next thing he does is put his mouth on yours, lips hungrily moving together until he bitted your bottom lip to enter your mouth, the kiss got headed from there, your pants and suna's grunts could be heated from outside the room, his hands up and down your waist sometimes going back and forth so he could grab your ass, you tried to pull out to catch your breath, the fact is that he didn't let you "you wanted this doll, don't go giving up on me now"

[rumblelibrary]

Kinky stuff you said?

so... i have this idea

I know we all collectively as a fandom have decided that Andrea is a fluff ball lmao

but I'm rooting for him because...I don't know, like when he got angry when he found out about the letter and started to play the violin all annoyed and how he raised his voice and there is also the look that he gave Olga he gives me the feelings like~

Andrea spank me with that violin bow (we can buy a new one later)

Something like Teach me a lesson sweet boy

Dancing the dance [Andrea Marowski x Reader]

Word count: 2k

Warnings: Smut (fingering, spanking, mentions of cheating)

Author’s note: Do I have to say something? I mean the request is amazing enough

It was just a day like any other in the little village, you opened your bookshop, a small little thing that your uncle run and you were proud to call it your precious jewel. 

You worked hard to keep it afloat, you went by bicycle to the bigger cities nearby to get the best books yourself or the classics, you were determined not to let it die on you, but it was every day harder.

It was almost the end of your day when you saw Mr Barnes come inside, he was a war veteran that suffered terrible injuries, but also an avid reader who would come even twice a week.

“Don’t you tell me you have already finished it, James”

You smiled at him and he shrugged, his playful smirk running over his lips. “I like this Agatha Christie author and her Belgian detective, what can I say?”

He was a player, you knew it and didn’t expect anything less from him, he is handsome and he knows it. But you never took him seriously and even less since a certain shipwrecked violinist made his way to your heart, but truth to be told, you indulged him. Sure, he was a passionate reader, but he loved to come and flirt with you and you need him and his coins to call it a day.

“Well, what’s next then?”

“I don’t know, you tell me, you’re the bookworm, aren’t you?”

His smirk was playful but you ignored it and smiled only moving away from the counter, making your away around the books to try the one you were meaning to offer him next. You always planned one in advance, or even two, just to make sure to give him enough attention but not too much.

“What about…” you begun, your tongue sticking a little put as you’re focused, eyebrows furrowed as you read the titles.

“You’d look even more the part with glasses” he interrupted you and you chuckled 

“I know, I know, I should wear them but..”

“No, I mean that you’d look even more attractive with them on”

You kept quiet as he moved closer, his arm leaning against the shelf in front of you as you mumbled a thank you.

He stared at you following your every move, your hand picking a thin book and handing it to him.

“The Great Gatsby” he read out loud “Is it new?” “No, just American, it was published in 1925”

He nodded looking at it as he moved page after page, his lips pursed in concentration as you tried to move past him, but he just stood still and board in front of you.

“What do you do after work?”

“Oh, well I have some chores to do at home, study new purchases for the shop”

“You always do” he said closing the book with a loud snap making you jolt in your spot

“Let’s have a date night, we could dine at the tavern and you can tell me more about those orders you always have to do” he said taking a step forward as you mimicked him taking a step back.

“Y/N” he murmured “we are dancing this dance from a long time, don’t you think?”

“I don’t know what you mean”

You replied only as you tried to move past him

“You’re very attractive, still unmarried, incredibly tempting for every man in town, you should expect it”

The truth was that you weren’t completely far from anything love related, but Dr Mead advised you to keep your little ‘entanglement’ with Andrea s secret for the time being. Most people still didn’t get the difference of him being Polish and not German and it would only make your life harder for no reason. So you obliged, you closed the curtains at night when he sneaked into your room, you visited him often with the excuse of bringing him books, you pretend not to wish his touch on you every time of the day.

“I said I can’t already”

You took the chance to move past James and take the broom to clean.

He took a deep breath, gritting his teeth as his eyes travelled on you. He was patient, but not that patient, nevertheless you were a delicious eye candy to his eyes. He put his hand to his pocket still holding the book into the other one. He pulled out some coins and left them on the table, there was also a tip from you.

“I like this game Y/N” he said bluntly to you and he looked at the book “also. such a small book makes me think you want me to come back soon”

You looked at him, you matched his smirk, oh he loved to be kept on the edge, didn’t he?

“See you next week” you only said and he gave you a light military salutation to you saying something about being at your orders.

You smirked biting the inside of your cheek as you enjoyed the game for sure, or the dance as he called it, but you were realising how you had to probably tone it down. He was liking it a bit too much and going over the simple play, plus you were losing the plot of it since Andrea came into the picture.

After you closed the day, recorded all the sells and cleaned the shop you wrapped yourself up in a coat, taking an easy children book for Andrea to practice with. On your way out you noticed some scattered flowers on the ground, but you didn’t pay much attention to it.

You made your way to Ursula and Janet’s house, the violin being played out loud, a very dramatic and strong melody going off, almost violent.

As you knocked at the door Janet welcomed you quickly.

“Oh Y/N, please try to talk to him, at least you know German” she said and you looked at her confused “he went out for a walk and came back so angry, he shouted at poor Ursula, she is so bumped, I can’t look after the two of them” Janet said in her own way that made it sound almost funny, if not sarcastic.

You nodded taking off your coat and hat, you walked upstairs holding the book with you, the music getting louder as you took the stairs until his room, you got inside without knocking because it would be impossible for him to hear anyway. The first thing you noticed was his back wrapped in that white shirt and the pants kept up by his suspenders. You still remember vividly the first time you pulled those suspenders off his shoulders, it is still one of your favourite things to do as a prelude of what is about to come.

“Andrea” you called him as you closed the door behind your back, locking it just because you know how much Ursula likes to peak in.

He turned around suddenly, almost scaring you off as he held his violin in one hand and the thin bow into his other hand, his eyes on fire, jaw clenched and his back straight like a soldier.

“You bezwstydny” he shouted at you and you looked at him even more confused “schamlos” he said then in German.

“Shameless? Why?” You asked frowning, you had the luck to know German because your family immigrated to Cornwall before the WWI to join your uncle’s business, but that didn’t help when Andrea was so mad to decide not to tolerate any other language by his own like now.

“I saw you” he said spitting venom “You think funny?”

“But what?”

“You with that man in bookshop!” He growled putting down the violin because it was at serious risk of being thrown on the floor.

You parted your lips in shock as he said that, so those flowers were his? 

“Did you come to pick me up?”

He nodded but his lips pressed against each other in disgust.

“Andrea, don’t make that face, he is just a client acting up”

“You act up”

You looked at him shaking your head “you don’t understand” you said.

He raised his eyebrows.

“oh no, I do understand”

His voice was different, his accent thicker than ever, there was no trace of the usual sweet smile, almost mischievous, that he always had on his lips.

He sat down on the chair were Ursula watched him for nights on “on my lap”

You frowned “no”

He raised his eyebrows “I think you not understand” he said threateningly “Are you playing with two men?”

You shook your head vehemently “You know it is not like this” you stated “I want only you”

He didn’t seem impressed, he pursed his lips in disbelief and let out a sarcastic chuckle twirling the bow between his fingers.

“Then prove it”

His accent hitting you again, you loved it, but the way he said it, that didn’t feel comforting.

You stared at him, you didn’t want to argue with him, he was already too mad and to hold a conversation was to ask too much.

So you obliged leaving the book aside and making your way to his lap sitting on it.

“No this way” he said wiggling underneath you to make you stand up

“gebückt” he said in German waving the bow to you. Oh, so he wanted you bent over it?

You stood uncomfortable for a moment but then you nodded again, you needed to get past this crisis, no?

So you moved your dress a bit to make your way onto his lap, you wanted to ask what now but then you felt distinctively the way he pulled your skirts up.

“Andrea” you hissed at him but by now he held you in that position pushing your panties down, the cold air hitting your bum, your cheeks bringing from embarrassment.

“You like play, so you get to be punish like little kid”

You blushed even more if possible, you wiggled but he held you down firmly until you stopped struggling and settled in the position he wanted.

“Repeat numbers in English for me” he said and you whimpered as he smacked that bow onto your ass earning a gasp, your shoulders trembled inward as it was more painful than expected.

“Number?”

“One” you replied immediately, how much do you have to count, you wondered.

You whimpered as other two snaps to the stick followed very quick together

“Andrea, please stop” “If you wanted me to stop you’d not act to earn it” his words an hiss between his teeth “we begin again now, you didn’t count”

You groaned but another slap reduced you to a forced obedience “one”

He smirked widely as he twirled the bow in his hand, you could’t see him but you could ear the way it cut the air around.

You obeyed and counted all the three snaps that followed, your breath itching and your hands trying to reach out to the floor to gain some advantage in the positioning, which still felt too embarrassing, the constrictive exposure of your bottom making you feel uneasy.

Andrea saw that movement and he reached down with his free hand clasping onto your jaw making you look up like some animal in need to be tamed. Another whip hit you.

“Five” you groaned as now your position felt even more humiliating, you shivered as he chuckled

“Now you will be good during more strokes, if you manage to come to dziesięć then you’ll be free”

You groaned, how much is that? The confusion in you was showing as your body stiffened. The unknown scaring you, your core clenched shamelessly, your wetness revealing a pleasure that was evident, a dirtiness of your own that you didn’t expect to meet.

“Only five more”

He whispered and smacked your ass again, you whined squeezing your eyes

“Six”

Oh, to see you so obedient.

“You like to be a tease, don’t you? You love it, showing off like a whore to that man, to all the men, you sell them the whole experience for few coins? You make them believe they can fuck you?”

He smirked hitting your ass again, your hips buckling against his leg as you were looking for relief from that desire

“Seven”

“You love it, you love to be desired by many don’t you?”

“Eight”

“You want them to dream of you at night, to desire to fuck you and smack your ass like I am doing now, these skirts only making them dream more”

“Nine”

You were sobbing by now, his hand on your jaw making it hard to breathe and speak

“Who is a whore?” “I am”

“Who is my whore?

“I am”

He smirked, he was pleased giving you one last whip, the hair of the bow falling down as some of them broke, oh you know too well how much that will cost you, Andrea wasn’t one to easily ruin something like that.

“Ten!”

You almost shouted it, your thighs trembling and knees kept closing and parting trying to find some relief.

Andrea leaned down kissing the back of your neck as he gave you time to calm down, let the humiliation sink in.

“Andrea” Ursula’s voice rang from behind the door “Are you quite alright? Dinner is almost ready”

“I am! Y/N and I need a moment” he said, his voice completely different and far from the dark threatening voice that poured over you a second before “We will be down in ten!” As he spoke he touched over your wet slit, how shamelessly you were patching his pants with all that excitement, so slowly began playing with you, you winced biting on the fabric of his tailored cloths trying to hold back any sound while those skilled violist fingers kept scissoring inside of you. “We haven’t done yet”

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[aitarose]

THE THEORY OF US (H. IWAIZUMI) pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

synopsis: crushes are always inevitably revealed, whether through confessions or actions—however, you never thought you’d finally get the chance to make iwaizumi hajime yours during one of your many study sessions in the empty mathematics classroom.

word count: 1.3k

genre: high school, mutual pining, fluff, based on me hating my math class and not wanting to take my test, unedited

warnings: suggestive content, making out?

notes: hey sexcs, i wrote all of this during that speed write and this is completely not proof read at all bc im tired and want to fall asleep—but here’s what i have lmao

↳ DIRECTORY

There was a way in the posture of his stance, how he stood over the desk, hand supporting his body while staring down at your paper—deep veins protruding out of his skin, his muscles stiff as his concentration stayed on you and only you. It was like he was an addiction, something that you knew you couldn't have but just so wanted to taste—have a small bite of what was Iwaizumi Hajime, and never let go.

However, as the two of you were alone in the empty classroom, going over the questions that you had gotten incorrect on your last quiz, trying to find solutions that apparently he could solve—as the highest-ranking member of the class—all your mind could pay attention to was the feeling of his breath on the back of your neck. How it made shivers run up the back of your spine, heartbeat racing as a need inside of you grew into something worthwhile. Something that you just couldn't ignore.

"Iwa." You sighed, closing the textbook and placing your hand over his—the dainty fingers touching the calloused palms, noticing how rough and patched they were, wishing that you could hold them all of the time—walk through the hallways as his girl, as the person that was his and only his. "We've been at this for an hour now—if we're ever going to make any progress, it won't be today. My brain is practically fried."

He sighed, bringing his arm up and running a hand through the mess of hair on the top of his head. Brown locks falling just above his eyebrows as his eyes narrowed on you—determination at the tip of his tongue. "No," he shook his head, believing that he was capable of getting you that perfect score, that one-hundred percent in the class. "I can help, Y/N. Just trust me, okay? If anyone's going to help, it's going to be me."

With his words, you nodded—having been in somewhat of a trance in the deepness of his gaze, blood rushing hot whilst he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, squeezing you quickly and reopening the notes. You bit your lip, having him so close—a mere ruler length away from your body was torture, it was completely threatening to every sense of rationality in your brain.

He was your tutor, that person that was trusted to keep your grades up—to make sure that you succeeded in class and didn't lose your perfect GPA—but he was also Iwaizumi. He was that boy who'd hold the door open for students in the halls even if he was running late for class. The type of guy to always remember your birthday when you're only acquaintances and get you a small little gift for the special occasion.

If there was any perfect guy in the world, any boy that neared your perfect match—it was him.

So, knowing that you might never get the opportunity again, that you may never be as close as you are now—as close as two platonic friends could be—you took his palm in yours and asked him the simplest question that any girl could say to the guy of her dreams. "Can I kiss you?" A little stutter spoke in your voice, nerves wracking your mind and fear in your eyes as he froze mid-sentence, trailing off on the probability theory that you'd been working on.

There was a bit of hesitation in his stature, a weary nature that you hadn't quite seen before—it was frightening, the unexpected, whatever could come as a result from that one question. From that one single chance that you'd decided to take. "What did you just say?" He looked up, eyes on yours, hand still beneath the softness of your skin as you gulped. Before you could even respond, Iwaizumi took matters into his own hands—grabbing your cheeks and surging forwards, pressing his lips to your own.

It felt like ecstasy, him kissing you. If heaven was real in any way, this would be what it'd feel like to live there. To feel the wonders of pure paradise all of the time, twenty-four-seven in absolute bliss—no worries in the air, just utter happiness, and sensuality. He was your match, the person that you'd always wanted, and now you finally had him—you finally had him above you, tilting your head up with his pointer beneath your chin as his mouth moved with yours.

"Iwa." You attempted to say between kisses, breaths heavy and harsh, heart pounding out of your chest as he pulled away—eyes wide and lust-filled. "Iwa are you sure about this? I don't want you doing anything you're uncomfortable with." You folded your hands in your lap, watching as he sat back into the desk beside yours, falling into the chair as he once again ran his fingers through his tangled hair.

After a moment of silence, a smile overtook his face—a bright and wonderful beam of joy directed towards you—directed towards you and only you. "C'mere." He patted his knee, gesturing for you to come closer, to join him in the small and cramped space—to which you obliged. After all, what were you going to do? Ignore him? This was Iwaizumi Hajime we were talking about, Seijoh's esteemed ace. In no world would you ever ignore his wants and needs.

Immediately, his grip found your waist. Holding it with force as he settled you into his lap—connecting your lips once more as a gasp escaped your throat, surprised by the aggression that he was showing, surprised by how much he seemed to want you. As you carried on, heated and heavy with lust and attraction, infatuation in the middle of your high school mathematics classroom—his lips began to trail down.

It was everything you ever wanted, him peppering showers of love off of your jaw and neck—softly sucking and nipping, leaving small bruises on the pinkness of your skin—marks that you'd have a hell of a time figuring out how to cover up after all this was over. "Oh my god." You moaned out, arms holding his head to your body, making sure that he wasn't going to let go anytime soon. "Keep going. Keep going, Iwa."

He paused, disobeying your demands and taking a quick glance up at your face. You were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, how you closed your eyes at his touch, mouth gaped open and gasping for air—it was a sight that he never wanted to get tired of, a sight that he'd been wanting to see for months now as you sat beside him in class. "Call me Hajime." He nodded, referencing the former title that you'd known him by. "You can call me Hajime, Y/N."

A light flush rose to your cheeks at the sound of your promotion, knowing that this meant that this wasn't going to be a one-time thing—that this could potentially be the start of a relationship, a long and lasting relationship between the two of you that could one day result in love. Love that you'd dreamed of since setting eyes on the brunette boy. "Then keep going, Hajime." Your eyes narrowed, challenging him to continue, challenging him to satisfy the needs you both were striving to complete.

With your wishes granted he cupped your face, hands covering the skin of your red blossoms and molding his mouth over yours for the third time that afternoon—biting the bottom of your lip and moving his tongue with your own. He was an exceptional kisser, that was for certain. There was no one in your past that even came close to how fantastic he'd already begun to make you feel—no past relationship that held a candle to the butterflies that grew in your stomach when he was around.

The butterflies that were the first of many, the first of millions on millions of jitters and nerves that would always arise with him. A relationship that was one of the books—all beginning in this small math classroom, with one question and one kiss that led to an infinite amount to follow. Your future was Hajime, and his future was you.

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[letters-from-eros]

I know you don't have rules for that already but can I ask for relationship hc's for Chuuya and Dazai with a fem or gender neutral s/o?😳❤

A/N: Am I foaming from the mouth for my first BSD request? Maybe. I hope this is good though. I added in a short part on how they asked you out cause I wanted this to be different and unique from most dating HCs.

Pairing(s): Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara x GN!Reader

Warnings: Slight mention of suicide in Dazai's, cursing

Form: Headcanon

Also: These ran super duper long I'm so sorry

You managed to cuff the suicidal maniac, huh?

Well done, my friend, well done

It took him so long to ask you out, and even when he did it wasn't planned. In all honesty, he never planned to tell you about his feelings. The excruciating part for him is that he did fall pretty fast, and realized he was falling even faster.

He didn't deny them, that wouldn't make it go away. He knew that. He sat and let it festered, hoping it would just disappear at some point.

Had the mindset of anything he loved he'd lose, y'know? Sad but so.

The way I'd imagine it happening is that you both are either working late at the ADA (with just the two of you there) or just at his place hanging out into all hours of the night.

Both of you are laughing at some dumb joke Dazai made and as the laughter dies out he feels.. Bittersweet. You make him feel genuinely happy, like there's no need to put on any mask or facade. That was not a feeling he had with anyone else.

Once silence fully overtakes you both it slips out of his mouth, purely on accident.

"I love you"

"More than suicide?"

"Y/n I'm serious!"

From that night forward you had the pleasure of being the partner of Dazai Osamu, with his feelings being released in an extremely cliche coming-of-age-movie way.

Okay, onto actually dating Dazai

Still goofy as all hell. Honestly the only thing that has really changed is the he lets you in a lot less hesitantly on small things. Its easier to put cracks in his walls, per se

Unbothered by PDA and will probably make out with you in public and not see why that isn't a thing that should be done or why you wouldn't like it.

(Just tell him if you don't, he'll get over it eventually)

Will kiss you everywhere, doesn't exactly have a favorite place, but where he does end up kissing you the most is your forehead for convenience. He'll kiss your wrist if he's holding your hand, too.

Clingy as all hell, always wants to be touching you in some way and becomes the biggest dramatic bitch when he can't be around you.

Kunikida will actually punt him if he says he'll die if he's away from you for another second. For the tenth time

No more suicide attempts once you two are dating, and doesn't ask for a double suicide with you because he knows it'll upset you quite a bit

He flirts with you like he's trying to get you to date him lmao he will never ease up, especially if it gets you bashful.

Dazai would NOT be dating you if he did not trust you a whole lot, so thats something that is pretty vital to the relationship.

That being said, please be understanding of the pieces of Dazai he keeps locked away to never see the light of day again and trust him just as much as he trust you. Its important especially if you don't want the relationship to be one-sided

Also with the high amount of trust he places in you, he doesn't get jealous easily. I mean he may get pissy that you're not giving him any attention but jealous is never the right word to use

Mf finally washes his fucking clothes once he starts dating you. Doesn't smell like the bottom of the ocean on a regular basis anymore.

Dates are always chill and rarely super extravagant. Park dates are often but Dazai's truly preferred date is snuggling inside, watching a few movies and slipping in and out of naps.

Belladonna is his go-to petname for you, of course, but he may bounce around with other petnames for kicks.

He will start calling you weird shit if you ignore him for to long.

Never raises his voice at you unless its in some joking manner. On the rare occurrence that you two have an argument he would need to get extremely riled up before he resorts to raising his voice. He tries to have patience and usually succeeds.

Dazai gets SO soft and SO loving sometimes, and it can be out of no where or something minuscule could have sparked it. All I know is that its nice and cute 🥰

He's usually pretty vulnerable himself when he gets like that so match his energy, alright? If you don't he might end up a little sour for some short amount of time and be more hesitant to get like that

10/10 Lover. This is by no means an effortless relationship, its a constant battle of figuring out boundaries, running into walls and respecting them. Dating Dazai isn't toxic if you treat him right and when you do? It definitely pays off.

(This got so long. I've had so much pent-up Dazai love and all around BSD love and I finally had an outlet to completely let it out)

HUSBAND. THE LOML

Okay, sorry. But this man is the love of my life, and he will be yours as well.

Took him a while to really figure out his feelings for you, or to better put it, it took him a while to label the feeling he had towards you "love"

But ONCE HE DID mans was practically whipped before you officially started dating omg.

You could notice the shift in attitude when he figured out his feelings. He got nervous, went stiff and blushy all against his will. Maybe a tad bit more snappy.

He'd try to keep his cool and then just eat shit and become a babbling angry mess.

After every encounter and interaction with you he'd end up overthinking all of it and when he catches himself doing that he gets so upset with himself. It's really when he realized that he won't be able to keep his feelings a secret forever.

Definitely started avoiding you when planning on the 🌈perfect🌈 way to ask you out and blamed work if you asked him why he was avoiding you.

Anyway, the way he asks you out was almost as calculated as a proposal.

He asks you to meet him at the port and dress comfortably towards the end of the day

When you get there, Chuuya has a nice place set up for you both. A blanket and a bottle of expensive wine because we all know he's lowkey an alcoholic along with a very nice view of the ocean/port.

Chuuya made sure it didn't radiate too much romantic energy to give his plans away; also, he wasn't that nervous. Once he gets truly determined to do something, he doesn't let something like anxiety get in the way of it. The idea of being rejected was essentially an afterthough

Made an effort to make sure he didn't drink too much and neither did you. He didn't want to take advantage of the possibility of you being drunk by the time he asks you out and he knows he himself has a low tolerance

Once the sun began to set is when he asks. Stutters a little bit towards the beginning but smooths it out.

"Y/n, I uh.. I brought you to tell you that I love you."

"Have you drank too much already, Chuuya?"

"No! I'm completely sober!"

It was overall super cute and unforgettable, just as he planned.

Honestly, being in a relationship with this boy is just 🥰

Spoils you so much. You'll deadass be dripped out head to toe purely in stuff Chuuya has bought you.

Dw, he has an alright sense of fashion

Don't try to discourage him, that'll only get him to buy more stuff.

Chuuya's short and the concept of a size difference doesn't bother him at all, he'll find a way to kiss you regardless lol

On the topic of kissing, his favorite places are your lips and hands

He takes of his gloves whenever he's with you and let me tell you his hands are the softest things ever. Albeit his knuckles are a little calloused sometimes.

If you're anything like me, you'd want his soft hands on you 24/7 and y'know what? Chu would happily oblige.

He isn't like the biggest fan of PDA but certainly isn't against it. He'd rather keep things behind doors as much as he can. Holding hands and small kisses on the cheek are very fine by him.

He isn't like the biggest jealous type? He doesn't become overly irate or anything but certainly doesn't take any pleasure in watching you talk to other guys.

Chuuya does have some form of self restraint when it comes to that. Him getting a lil jealous is one of the only things that'll have him completely make-out with you in public or smth

Chuuya is very snuggly and touchy behind closed doors. He practically becomes Dazai but a lot less goofy

Oh yeah he definitely rants about how much he fucking hates Dazai now n again

Isn't huge on petnames but definitely calls you them every now and again.

Princess, babe and baby are his top few.

Chuuya definitely has a morning voice where it drops 2 octaves and its just 🥰

Never yells at you, its pretty shocking. The only times he's ever raised his voice with you is when its very obvious that he's not genuinely upset with you. Almost for comedic affect because it is angry short boy Chuuya

One may think arguments are often with Chuuya, but they're sort of not. He may be a pretty stubborn individual but he never argues to argue unless its Dazai-

He always works towards and agreement to end the argument as soon as possible. He keeps his cool and will never raise his voice. You can barely call them arguments because of how much he tries to keep his cool.

When he's stressed or had a bad day he gets extremely quiet because he doesn't even want the opportunity to open his mouth and take it out on you. The only words he'll say to you while he's in that state is that he's stress and you didn't do anything wrong just to make sure you're not worried over it.

All and all? Chuuya is the best and there's no way around it. He has his faults but always tries to improve and be his best self for you :)

(I had even more pent-up love for Chuuya and it got even longer, whoops-)

[chronic-claire-universe]

HI CLAIRE!!! I AM COMING BACK AGAIN TO JOIN THE MATCH UP 😩 I hope you don't mind!

CONGRATS AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAUTIFUL CLAIRE!!! I hope Ran always come to your dreams every single night 😌💖 We should discussing our fantasy about him again soon 😌

And here is me! (I edited this so I can give you a complete description about me)

I'm 8w9 INTP sp/sx sun: Leo moon: gemini, my height is 153cm and I have a petite body. Mentally ill? Yes, I am bipolar and having anorexia (more like relapsing again after surgery). When I am at my manic episode, I almost kill my family at the car-crash because I got too irritated that I pulled my sister's hair while she was driving—luckily she's a good driver or I am gonna be in jail rn 😩 When I was a kid, I used to get into some fights with boys (I won ofc) but since my father died, I tried not to get into fight ( I don't want to deal with my mother's dramatic and victim-mentality ass ) and I (gladly) never fight again after that 😌 That's why I really good at sport ( as a female I always got the highest point—even when compared to the male, I still on the top 5 on sport ) I really good on art ngl that's the reason I am at uni rn because I got scholarship (I won several art competition)! Also, I did english debate competition back then, but we were this 🤏 close to get into semi-final but bruh we defeated by 0.20 point! 🥲 I can do all those things by self-taught!

When I feel sad or miserable, I punish myself by starving myself lmao. Or I will usually get quiet and cut people around me. 

My social skills? Fine I think. I weirdly get along with a lot of people (everyone kinda knows me) but I never talk to them first. Even though I have a lot of friends, I only have one close friend ( tragic right:") )

My personality is rude—blunt in the rude way(?), I do whatever I want to because I seek freedom of expression, LOVE debating about certain issues, and surprisingly I'm quite a wise person. But, I have no jam. Right, I couldn't make any jokes since I usually use the wrong tone in my voice :( I prefer to keep my joke inside my imagination or write it down somewhere. I always try to dominate my man, but I want my man to dominate me too ( do you get what I mean here? 😭 ) I love to be alone too. I HATE loud voices, reptiles, and crowds. I'm not the type of person who easily shows my love to anyone. I think because I have a really high pride *sigh. I felt like my kin actually is Rindou Haitani. But when I took the quiz I got Kazutora, Getou, Mori, Eren, and Dio Brando (that's the funny one)

I'm working as a graphic designer. Which somehow makes me currently don't have any interest. But I love listening to music (pop-rock and r&b ) . I love watching wwe/mma and hate romance anime/movies.

I'd like JJK and Haikyuu match up, please🥺  NSFW and I want male!

—Sorry for long ask :(

Hey my sweet plum, I read your request thousand times, let me say that I got worried and a bit sad hearing what you had to face in your life. I hope your mental health, despite your bipolarism, it isn't too messed up, lot of genius such as Michelangelo suffered bipolar disorder and see what he was capable to create! Ran woke me up this weekend, he wanted company 😁

Anyway, here your escort for my birthday party:

Jujutsu Kaisen - Megumi Fushiguro

Babe it was him or Nanamin, I opted that Megumi could be better since he has more patience than Nanami for your bratty attitude.

Megumi has the sharp mind to get through your facade, to understand your struggles and cope without problems with your rythm.

When you're manic episodes appear, he knows how to support every idea you get, even the strangest one. The first times he was worried to see you this active and in the mood to do things but now he got used to it.

Talking about these episodes, he enjoys when you're in the mood to debate with him or others.

He often suggest to watch some educative documentaries or biopic movies especially the ones that involves human rights. You get in a fiery mood when you watch it and try to explain why the things that the characthers had to endure are atrocious and illegally and how we should fight to eradicate them from the society.

Going to the other facade of the your personality, the depressive episodes are quite difficult to handle, you stay a lot in bed, you don't want to do anything.

He always brings you a cup of tea and cuddles you for hour, sometimes he gives you a paper to let you draw.

He hates when he needs to get you up for work, he knows you struggle and sometimes even cry but in the end when you get a grip you feel a little bit better.

In these cases, he brings you out for a jog or just a walk with his divine dogs or the little bunnies ready to pet.

Overall Megumi has a lot of patience with you but he's repaid when he sees the portrait and the things you cook for him, the struggle worths the prize in the end!

Haikyuu - Daichi Sawamura

I decided you definitely need a calm but strict man in your life and Daichi is perfect for this!

In Haikyuu universe you definitely play in the female team and you met Daichi during a combined training! You're a middle blocker in your team and you can't get me think otherwise!

You are strong and Daichi is astonished to see this, but when Nekoma came for the second time in Miyagi and Kuroo got on you, to give you some advices for a better tecnique, that's where Daichi got really jealous! He saw you for first and he definitely doesn't want, that roosterhead to hit on you!

"Marv go out with me!" it wasn't a question, it was a statement "I guess asking isn't in your knowledge, but Daichi there are proper times when to ask me out. Not when I'm sweaty and in a middle of a training!" you say with sharp eyes, Kuroo laughed at your bluntness and went away, but Daichi reply "Yep, sorry I got carried away and I felt to say it know" you smirk and say "Jelous are we? Ne Daichi don't blush!".

Your relationship is pretty natural, your dates consist in training and homemade dinner

You're pretty active and energetic in Daichi's mind, that's why when you went in one of your depressive episodes he got really worried.

As Megumi he took a lot of care of you, but the difference is that he prefers that you recover from yourself, also, if you have a therapy it's really difficult for you to take it in these moments and he obliges you to eat something and help you bring down the pill.

Normally you would hate these moments, but Daichi knows really well how to handle them, comfort foods such as pizza, tacos, ice cream, sushi are there for you to help you improve your mood and somehow it helps.

When you get a bit better, you can't go out training but you definitely draw or play sports with the Wii at home, this is definitely quality time for him.

Overall it could sound strange but Daichi doesn't hate these episodes, because he can see that you can do chores or just have fun, and this is definitely a proof of strenght for him!

He definitely loves Marv the warrior girl!

I finished! Babe hope this wasn't too sad for you, but I figured out that seeing you needed fluff and comfort, thanks for opening up and join the event, if you want to help me with a little gift here this is my Ko-Fi!

[sw4tch]

Accepting that the miserable tinder experience I'm having is because i don't really care about any of these bozos

I already have someone I'd rather spend my time with, my life with

And I'm only trying to get dates because I feel i am obligated to. In a "well you're an adult now, you should get to decide what to do with your love life now"

But trying to get dates is TEDIOUS

Talking to men is a CHORE

Talking to women is SCARY

Talking to other enby folk is REALLY INTIMIDATING

And I'm sitting here going GOD why aren't any of you as charming as I'm trying to be, as friendly, as open to conversation!!!

I'M DOING THE MOST HERE and no one matches that sweet bubbly energy I'm trying to project.

Like, god, i at least want to make a friend in this miserable app.

But i get matches and no one really knows what to say. Am I your pity case???? Then say so and LEAVE jesus.

God.

Dunno. I'm just sitting here going "am i just not worth anyone's time? If so, that's fine. I knew that. I knew that. Why am i putting myself in this situation if not a single one of these people even comes close to being you"

And i guess that's why i gotta keep trying.

I can't just close myself to romance because I've accepted I'm unlovable.

That's doomer mentality and I'm better than that.

Much better.

I'm a goddamn delight.

Still.

I wish there was someone out there who was as dunno. Sweet and naive and timid and cute as I am out there in the app.

But lmao.

People that are worth it aren't on dating apps, probably.

Oh i do remember why I'm there.

I was really afraid of being forgotten by the world.

That's fine.

That's fine.

Anyway.

I'm still trying to connect with others, even if i have to put extra effort in milking conversations out of people that tire me out.

It's what a normal person would do to connect.

I'm just trying to get a coffee date, man. At least.

[magics-protector]

Hey may I have a match-up for The outsiders and one of the Disney characters? Tysm in advance and please take your time But if you don't want to do it then don't feel obligated to do it! Its all up to you ^^

Zodiac sign: Leo sun, Aries moon, Leo rising

Personality Type: ENTP

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Straight

I'm 5'4 and I have a very tiny body frame so i'm extremely petite and pretty small. I'm not very curvy and I literally have the body of a cereal box...lol but its fine because I have nice hips and thighs. I have thick brown hair that goes down to my back and it gets tangled pretty easily but its kinda fluffy. I have brown eyes and tiny freckles all over my face and body. Honesty at this point in my life I don't really have a style....i've kinda given up on how I look lmao. I just kinda pick out some random clothes like a band t-shirt and some tight jeans. Although I do wear this one Adidas jacket a lot and a nice pair of combat boots.

For my personality.....this is where things get interesting. At first people find me very intimidating due to my resting bitch face and cold exterior but I promise i'm not like that ALL the time. When you get to know me, i'm goofy and about everything that comes out of my mouth is sarcasm or some dry humored joke. I'm also that one friend in a group where they literally will do the stupidest shit ever like for an example one time it was super dark outside and my other friend was there, while I was trying to climb a tree and I failed and fell out of the tree, and landed on my back. I got straight up after that somehow it didn't hurt.....like at all? But yeah i'm super reckless and sometimes people have to save me from myself if you get what I mean. I also have a very strong "I don't give a fuck" attitude and I will not hesitate to stick up for myself or my friends.

I have bad anxiety and I can be very self destructive. This is where my feisty, stubborn, hardheaded side comes in. If I want something then i'll fight for it even if it hurts me and i'll get into a bad cycle of putting myself down and trying to do better even if I did great the first time but I always push myself too far and other people have to stop me because I usually can't see it when its happening. I also cover my emotions up and I have a lot of trouble talking about whats bothering me or what problems i'm having emotionally so I put up a wall and I act tough, or happy and sometimes i'll be the exact opposite but I try to hide it. Some people have also told me that I lack empathy....which I guess they aren't wrong....

Weird things about me: I've grown up in the south all my life so sometimes when I talk a few words they'll come out sounding WAYYY more country and southern then I wanted, I don't have an accent but sometimes my words just come out that way. I also love the smell of cigarette smoke....let me explain. When I was a kid my parents smoked a lot and I was used to smelling it and now it reminds me of home and is sort of comforting. I also have lots of intrusive thoughts lol so sometimes i'll just be sitting there quietly and I'll just start laughing like a weirdo......i'm a big dork honestly. I also do that weird thing where i'm sitting down and I'll just be bouncing my leg....idk why I do it....I just do....and I also run my fingers through my hair a lot, thats why its always messy. Sometimes when i'm bored I space out and i'll chew on my lip or the side of gum...I need to stop I know but its hard to....

Things I like: I love swimming (I was on a swim team for about 9 years), I love horror movies, I like rain and the sounds of thunderstorms because its calming to me, I also love the smell of rain, I like cloudy days, cooking, listening to 80's and 90's rock but mainly 90's because 90's is the best, My favorite bands are Bush, Audioslave, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Lincoln Park, Pearl jam but i'm pretty open to anything. I also love trying new things like skate boarding, playing guitar, learning how to cook things and bake.

Things I dislike: Spiders.......I will scream if I see a spider....like seriously I will move to the moon if one touches me.

I'd love to do one for you! And might I say great music taste. Sorry, this is coming out so late, I've been swarmed with stuff for the new school year and working on my next big fanfic series.

The Outsiders

I ship you with...

Two-Bit Matthews

Two peas in a pod. That is the definite term for this relationship. Two-Bit is the goofiest of the Greasers - and the best but you didn't hear me say that - and I feel like you two would be the bane of Darry's existence. He can barely keep his own siblings alive and now, you and Two are his problem.

Disney

I ship you with...

Captain Jack Sparrow

Oh Captain, My Captain. Normally I would say Jack needs someone to balance him out and keep him from trouble, but I'm feeling chaotic and this does seem like a good match. As we have all seen, while Jack's plans are insane, to say the least, they work and now, think about his plans being influenced by you. Someone get Gibbs three barrels of Rum cause he's gonna need it. Being with Jack doesn't even feel like you're in a relationship. It's just hanging out with your best friend whom you love. But it is worth it because Jack is loyal to the people he genuinely cares about, despite what the pirate code may say, and in this case, it's you and he would never leave you behind.

I hope you liked it!!!

[salami2]

I hope that you don't mind, but could I please get a Danganronpa match up?

I'm about 5'7 (possibly 5'8), I go by she/her pronouns, and I'm unsure of what my sexuality is, so go ahead and match me with either a male or female character!

I've got blonde hair that's about at the of my shoulder blades and blue eyes that oddly tend to change different shades depending on the season, I've got pale skin, and I'm extremely slim (I'm extremely self conscious about it and I hate my weight)

I'm extremely shy, but I've also got a big heart (though I apologize for everything even when the situation had nothing to with me), my self esteem extremely low, and I'm extremely bad about bottling up my emotions till I either blow my top or cry my eyes out. I also have extreme trust issues because of my past (neglectful parents, teachers hating me with out reason, and getting bullied in school), but if you can manage to earn (and keep) my trust I'll turn into a talkative and clingy ball of sunshine that you won't wanna get rid of (and you can't because I have problems letting people go)

My hobbies are reading books (fantasy and dystopian) and manga (MHA cause that's all I own), watching anime (Angles of Death, Moon Phase, MHA, TNP, ect.), attempting to draw without my self esteem killing me, and singing while I listen to music (though I get nervous when someone hears me and I have a habit of losing my balance and hissing at the person)

I hope this isn't too much of a problem

Take care of yourself, and have a good day!

A/N: Heyo anon! Matchups are free as long as my inbox hasn’t exploded with requests aha ^^” Your so sweet honey I hope you have a greater day! Take care

I match you with…

Mondo Owada!

— This man is a tough cookie to crack-

— I think he saw you feeling down one time and decided to try and be nice

— Remember, he’s always really flustered around girls, so the first encounter might be a little awkward ^^”

- Especially around really cute girls like yourself lmao

— But Mondo really means well!

- When he knows you’ve been cheered up a bit, he’ll hesitantly ask you if you wanna be friends

- Of course you say yes and a great friendship blossomed!

- Soon enough, your guy’s’ relationship would start too! And Mondo is an awesome ass boyfriend

- When it comes to your passions, he’ll happily oblige and hang out with ya

- He’ll listen to you sing! He’s always really happy when you do, cause your expressing yourself to him

- If you ever feel insecure about yourself, he’ll immediately stop it

- Nobody insults his girlfriend!! Not even herself!!

- “Beautiful” is only one of the many words he uses to begin describing how amazing you are <3

- Has a habit of holding you close if you ever cry or blow your top off

- He gets it! Emotions are tough so he wants you to vent to him whenever and wherever you feel like it

- Also, just to throw it out there:

- He would and will hurt someone if they ever make you apologize for something stupid

- Mondo has your back if your in any tight spot

- He’ll catch you often when you fall, too. Big buff boi always has a feeling when your about to!

- And Mondo is a pretty decent cook! So making a healthy lunch, dinner and breakfast for you to stay healthy is guaranteed with him

- don’t tell his gang but he lets you touch his pompadour-

- Mondo realizes that you have trust issues. He wants to gain your trust but he’s patient, so he’ll wait until you give it to him

- Like I said he gets it!

- Imagine: It’s late at night and you feel down. Mondo will put you on his bike and take you around a peaceful, lit up city in the cool evenings.

- All in all? 10/10 boyfriend!!

I hope you take good care of yourself and remember how beautiful you really are hun :))