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soulshards-ooc · 1 year ago

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#1 ENVOY | FFXIVWRITE2023

• tw: none • words: 2887 (long read) • character: Miahka (@soulshards)

Wind billowed through the valley of the Mountains as they walked. Tensions were high, simmering in unspoken words as Miahka - a younger vision of her, stepped gracefully towards an unknown camp. Fires danced upon torches dug into the ground, bright bloody colours hung from woven wool splayed over the mighty Yurt that lingered in the distance.

She walked with a young man, much taller than he, but their complexions were similar enough. Family. He held the same chestnut hued locks, and those same crystal clear eyes, though he held his gaze with a certain ferocity - where she held worry. They walked in silence, only the sound of earth shifting beneath their feet to be heard.

They had been sent with a proposition, to the Tribe that had moved onto their doorstep. To the Tribe that had threatened the sanctuary of their home, threatened the balance they had catered from this land. They wanted blood, they wanted to take everything and give nothing in return. So, the Mhori tribe came, with one final offer to sow peace among their people.

A weary gaze was cast over her shoulder, peering a way back up the Valley to where a small group of her clan stood waiting. At the front, the mighty Khan. His head held high with certainty. Beside him, a regal skinned man with horns as black as ink. The man she loved with all her heart.

He was filled with dread.

Fine gold chains hung from her horns and twisted up into her hair, pulled into a long braid down her back. Her best clothes, brightly coloured wools and draped furs hugged her form closely. Beside her, her brother wore his armour and hides. Shined to perfection, and streaks of ash crossed his cheeks.

As they closed in on the threshold of the tribe's land, they were greeted by guards holding weapons. Dented and dull, but held with such ferocity that it mattered not how meek their weapons would be. They could still kill with their strikes. These people were from the Steppe, it seemed. A warring clan perhaps exiled from the plains and forced into the Mountains.

But the Mhori were not like that. They avoided conflict, they advocated peace. They respected their kin and their choices, but a life of seclusion was better than a life of war, in their eyes.

Miahka bowed at the waist upon meeting the guards, with a simple grunt, they turned to lead them to the Yurt upon the centre. The home of their own Khan, their leader, the man in which she had come to offer a bargain. She had been trusted with this information, she had been trusted with the fate of their tribe. A test, no doubt, as she walked the path of succession to the current ailing Sanvaar. The right hand to the Khan, the shaman and star-reader. Her fated role to play for her people - one she would happily do.

So if sealing this deal meant she could make her people proud, she would do whatever it took to do so.

The heat inside the tent was almost too much, the fire burning in the centre pit of the yurt. Behind it sat an ageing Xaela, hair peppered with grey streaks and his face carved deeply with scars. His shoulders were broad, his stature immense even as he sat upon his makeshift throne.

“Khan Ganbold,” they greeted him in unison with a bow at the waist, even if Osolka was loathsome to the idea of bowing to another. A low rumble left the Khan as the pair entered his home.

“This is the welcome for the Baolak Tribe?” He spoke, venom on his tongue before they had even said their piece. “A petty warrior and a simple girl?”

Upon his ‘greeting’, Miahka raised her head up with a soft smile. Her chin lifted, despite the calm and friendly face she wore, showing she would not be spoken down too in such a way.

“I am Miahka Mhori, and this is Osolka Mhori,” she would motion to her brother at her side. “We are here on behalf of our tribe to see what we can offer you, so that we may live together as neighbours, as family, upon these fair and unforgiving lands.”

A scoff was his reply, shifting in his seat to lean forward. He eyed Miahka up and down, as she spoke her words clearly and with intent, before his gaze snapped to Osolka after his mention. Though the young man lacked the scars to prove his worth, he was equal to the Khan in size and stature. A dark flicker crossed his visage but momentarily, before he craned his head to the side to peer at the man that stood to attention beside him

The spitting image of the Khan, but younger, and a little less desecrated by the scars of war. Though his face held a sharp edge, behind the rough exterior. Miahka’s eyes rested on the man for a moment, crystalline gaze trying to get a sense of what he may be thinking - but stoic features remained unchanging. He stared off towards the back of the tent, even at his fathers scrutinising gaze.

“What do you bring then, little one? More riches, animals or wives? Perhaps this time you will offer us land so we may spread our clan further upon these grim mountains.”

Miahka’s lids slipped closed at his words. She inhaled deeply, shoulders rising as she tried to fight back the every growing worry in her core. The worry that this was all for nothing. The worry that what the stars had whispered to her not so long ago were, in fact, the truth. That the visions she’d seen was their prophecy.

“We still offer that,” she began once more, her eyes opening as she spoke. “And more. My Khan would offer an alliance.”

Osolka, who had been patient and quiet this whole time letting Miahka do the talking as she was much better at it than he was, almost burst at the seams at the very notion. She could feel the tension creep up beside her as his body tensed up, his gaze dropping down to peer at his sister. He had not been made privy to this offer, for good reason in retrospect, and was a little caught off guard by the idea. These people were brutish, rash, and only out for blood. They did not think before they acted, and aligning themselves with the Baolak tribe would be the doom of their people if this was a serious offer.

His mouth opened, before it snapped shut in a sharp motion. He buried down his bile of words, setting his rage filled gaze back upon the young man that still stood by the Khan. The Khan, who seemed highly amused at the idea of an alliance with the Mhori tribe. His head fell back with a deep chuckle.

“An alliance with you? Please, tell me why I should consider that. My warriors would level your clan before the sun kissed the sky on the morrow. What could you possibly bring to me? I do not need weaklings in my home.”

She stayed silent, for a long while after his words had finished. Her gaze shifted from the Khan, to the man by his side, and back. Her jaw clenched softly, and determination took over her. Not only because he had insulted her, and her people, but the idea that they were weak was simply arrogant.

“Because we know these lands. We know these lands better than any who may visit. We know the routes, we know the best hunting grounds. We know what herbs and plants grow in these regions, and how to make potent salves and serums from them. We have generations of knowledge passed down, skills refined from the best of the best. We know spells and magic you have never seen before. What we may lack in brute strength, we make up for in so much invaluable knowledge. We have survived for many cycles before you and yours shadowed these lands, and we will survive after you are gone.”

Her words came in a clear cut flurry, like sharp spikes pressing against skin. Veiled threats and twisting words she didn’t know she was capable of. But through all this, she spoke proudly of her people and all they had accomplished. She held this belief strong in her heart, that they would overcome this issue, no matter what. She took a step forward, towards the fire. “We wish to share this knowledge with you. You share your prowess with us, and together we can thrive upon these mountains.”

She could sense which way this may go. She knew she could have begged upon her hands and knees, grovelled at his feet, and he might consider her words. She had a hunch, however, that speaking to him firmly and justly may also get through. She hoped, at least, he was a little more reasonable than he may look.

Once she was finished speaking, the Khan pushed himself from his seat. A little slow at first, his body having grown weary from the physical toll of all the battles fought. But once he stood, he was a sight. A towering individual, the rest of his scars sneaking out from the bare skin between his furred garbs. Strong arms, even in his age, came to rest by his side as he took one step closer to her. He stopped, upon reaching the threshold of the fire that sat in the sunken pit, before he merely stepped over the flickering smoke that raised from the flames.

Miahka craned her head up to meet his gaze. She felt like a child, the way he loomed above her. It reminded her of when she was but a babe, when she would peer up at her father as she was just learning to walk. But there was no love or kindness in this man's gaze. She felt so small beneath his massive stature, she felt the threat of his very presence. Her tail went still behind her, shoulders squaring off as her form became just a little tenser than before.

Osolka noticed, uttering her name softly. But before he may be able to speak in full, the snap of finger and thumb caught his attention and the Khan seemingly smiled. A half smile? Or the semblance of one? It was not a genuine smile, this much she was certain.

“You have mettle. That is rare to see in your people. Even your own Khan would not face me in my home,” he gave a vague gesture to the yurt they stood in. “And you came only with one guard. Either you are confident in your offer, or foolish in your actions. Which would it be, little one?”

As he leered down at her, and she felt herself trying to sink back and away, she forced her back to straighten and her shoulders to relax. She breathed in, deeply, her moonlike gaze never shifting from the twisted face of the Khan before her. “You have desecrated our land. Ruined our shrines and places of worship. You have overhunted, overfarmed, and threatened us since you first came here. And still we stand here, unwavering from your actions. We stand here, offering you a hand, so that your people may survive alongside ours. Because my people are nothing but resilient, and though the affairs we may have weathered may differ from your own, we stand just as tall as you do. So, tell me, Khan Ganbold - why would you refuse such an offer? Taking our alliance would be nothing but a boon, so that we may both prosper.”

Ganbold bent at the waist slightly, so he could level himself with Miahka and stare deeply into her pale gaze. He could see the fire that burned behind them. He could see how deeply she meant her words. He saw how deeply she hoped for her people to survive, and even the sympathy she felt for him and his tribe, for the fate they received. How she did not wish to see them dissolve into nothing, forgotten by time. The smile he held grew a little more genuine, and it seemed he liked what he saw. Another laugh left him as he straightened up.

“They should have sent you from the beginning, little one,” he spoke with bemusement. “I agree to this alliance with one final condition.”

Osolka’s brow furrowed before the terms were even spoken. And the young man, who had stayed silent and still this whole time, finally shifted his eyes to stare at the Khan. “You will be promised to my pride and joy, my son,” he raised his arm as he turned to the side, motioning to the figure who had not been introduced. The young man's face remained unmoving, despite his fathers demands. Miahka could not see whether this was a shock to him or otherwise. She could not tell if this was an agreement they had both come up with, or simply the whimsey of a father.

Either way, her heart shattered at the very words. She could feel a small piece of herself fall away, a crack beneath the surface, as she stared up at Ganbold and his conditions. Small hands slipped into fists as they remained tucked into her sleeves. “Ganbaatar is unwed. You would become his mate. I have a brave and mighty daughter the son of your Khan may have in return. Blood for blood.”

Before Miahka could even formulate a reply, Osolka stepped forward, half shielding his sister from the Khan and his words, and the very idea that she may become bargaining material. “She is already mated to another,” he stated firmly, his anger barely contained in his words as it had bubbled beneath the surface through this whole meeting. The Khan shook his head to her brother as he stepped forward. “And?” He grunted out, shifting his weight forward to stand squarely before Osolka.

Miahka slowly reached out to her brother, tugging on his hand softly, silently asking him to stand down.

“We have many lovely women in our tribe,” she’d began, forcing the words out of her tightening throat. “He could meet with them, and they would be overjoyed to join your clan and become one with your so-”

“No,” he said, firm and resounding. The word rattled in her brain a little. She swallowed back that anxious feeling that grew and grew in her stomach, as her gaze sought out Ganbaatar. His expression was cemented in place, unchanging, even as he met her wandering gaze. He was unreadable. She hated it. Not a flicker of emotion to be seen behind his eyes despite the situation they had found themselves in.

“My son only deserves the best. You are clearly important to your people, and you are smart, little one. My son has yet to sire me an heir, and you would give me kin I could be proud of. Smart and strong. I do not care if you are promised to another. You will join my son, or we have no alliance. This is what you will tell your Khan.”

Osolka took just one more step forward, his fists clenched at his sides and the fury building evermore in his gaze. “You cannot ask her to leave her partner for your son. They have already made their promises under Nhaama and Azim! To break that bond is - is unthinkable! You don’t know what you are asking of her!” He barked out his fury as he came inches away from the Ganbold, who smirked in response, squaring up to the challenge with ease.

“I get what I want, whelp, in the end.” The threat echoed around the yurt, as the guards shadowed the exit of the home. Miahka stayed quiet for a long moment. She finally gave a small, tepid nod to the Khan and said no more, as she gave her brothers hand another tug. A little firmer, this time. She wanted to leave. Now. And even though she knew fine well that her brother was unmovable when he did not want to be, she was thankful that he turned away when she did.

The guards stepped to the side as the pair left, and Osolka seethed quietly as they walked further away from their territory. Faint shouting could be heard behind them, though most of the words were unintelligible to her horns. She was too swept up in the… fear… she felt. The confusion. The anger. The pain.

She could feel another piece of herself crumble away with each step she took, the little shards of herself that she knew she would lose over time, should she be asked to follow through with the proposal.

And she knew she would say yes, if her Khan asked it of her. She knew she would do anything to keep the people she loved the most safe, even if it meant leaving the person who meant the world to her. Even if she would never be able to feel his embrace again. She would do anything to ensure he would stay alive. Even if she had to lose a part of herself in the process.

Osolka knew this, too. He knew this as they walked back towards their kin in the valley, waiting impatiently to hear the news of how the meeting went. Worry etched upon their features as the solemn expressions of the pair were the first thing they saw.

He knew he had to stop this, even if it meant war.

#ffxivwrite2023 #ffxiv writing #i probably wont be keeping super up to date with these #nor will i post them 'on time'#since i am not submitting them #i'll also post them all on here even if they're characters from my other blogs (for example this one)#but anywhays heres the first prompt and i decided to write a fucking essay #:) what can i say these hands just wont stop #thank you for reading if you do cause god damn.

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faaun · 2 years ago

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lightning fried our satellite dish and now we are alone

#old geometry on old walls + her hand flowing along the river delta. sudden stop pulls on stitches #you are not allowed to laugh unrestrained for the next two months. in the next world #i look at the shape of the sun and i the tangerine you offered to your brother. do you feel #artificial ? do you feel man-made? what is more natural than man ? what is more natural than the creation of a natural thing?#do you feel like an organic automaton? will you love me if i change? will i love you if you change? if i prophesise about #not loving you it wont change the fact that i wont stop loving you. you are going to draw again because in a few weeks #you have to paint something sacred along the length of my spine. my friend asks me if im okay #and in my head i want to scream at her IM JUST HAPPY YOU'RE ALIVE. im sorry we were both in pain. im sorry you have to think about #endings. i will think about your beginnings. the air here feels like spring and i think of you every day.#my boy texts me on the train station about the snow and how he waited 4 hours in the underground. he said his hands were shaking #and i thought of how much i missed holding his hands. you were freezing on the train i was burning in the sky.#of course your password is phi. just like her. i miss you all. 10 friends teaching each other how to slow dance #in the kitchen. 10 friends cook a feast together and say goodbye. the last thing i told the boy who was once #in love with me was that i wont say goodbye because no one would care to hear it. the last thing he said was fair enough.#im glad you kissed me when i was drunk. i am visiting my town by the sea for the first time in a decade and i hope to #peel it open and bite again. my love، how do i make you feel? pomegranate cracked open. you saw the blood inside #and you dug your hands inwards. messed up through all the red، you still bit in.#i will make you feel safe enough so you can lose your mind again. you can create again #im sorry i didnt realise how much you had missed me. im sorry i didnt realise thats a part of why you stopped creating #i am not sorry that it matters so much. it matters because i love you. ill be back soon. keep cracking me open. ill keep cracking you open.#world of chroma blue and crimson. a girl asks a policeman for direction without a headscarf on. this was an act of war. i reveal my own #hair in the wind and think of how much i love you. i stare at the policeman through the eyes of the slaughtered.#my lovely economist drinks up the ocean and i think of her beautiful hair with its bloody ends in the wind #chase your dreams. dont say goodbye. politics is an act of love. i look at the killer with the eyes of those he killed and i think of #kissing you over the river kissing you in your bed kissing you before you left kissing you until we were late kissing you goodbye #for five consecutive days kissing you in the train station kissing you in the rolling fields kissing you by the cityscape kissing your neck #until it bled. i love you. i will kiss you until you can create again.#i miss my love i miss my starlights and i miss the sky. one day ill make you tomato soup again.#and now it is time to replace a very old very young self.

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yellowhearther0 · 2 years ago

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girls when they are trying their best but their best isnt good enough 😔😔

#sagittarius.txt #negative #stopped gaming and the horrors have returned #im just so fuciing pissed off. at the circumstances. in general #bc im stuck sittubg here with these shit ass feelings that no one can jack about until im either old enough to do something about it or #like. idek.#bc itsblike i cant say shit to my parents bc they wont take me seriously and lird knows i dont trust any of the adults at my fucking school #and im not going to make the handful of peiple i CAN talk to more worried about me when they already have atuff going on and they cant do #anything abt what im dealing with #but i dont even WANT to go to anyone because i dont wanna get mad at people when they tell me things i alreadybknow because i KNOW theyre #tryijg to help and they cant do much and its liek GRAH #im justvin such a shit plce bc i want to reach out but i have to do it of my own violition or else i'll just fucking shut down #im like a scared dog. in a cage. and he'll come to u if u just leave him be and let him do his own thing #but like. if im the svared little dog than everyone else is the big scary human who i slowly inch closer to and then suddenly the stick out #their hand right as im near them and then i run right back to where i was before and then we're back at square 1. does this make sense #and its litwrally no ones fault but my own #i just never know how to tell what other people are thinking so i think i project how i feel about myself onto what i thibk others rhing of #me and so i go into every potentially vulnerable conversation with my guard drawn high because im just expecting people to get sick of me #always complaining but never actually trying to better myself #idk man #im normal #i peomise

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arolesbianism · 5 months ago

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Alright boys pack it up no more rain world posting new oni dlc is coming out in less than a week

#rat rambles #oni posting #rain posting #I jest I will probably still be posing some rain world stuff if I get around to designing more guys #but I can already feel the oni brain coming back and am half tempted to do one last comb through the files even tho I know itll be #pointless because the full dlc will be at my fingertips very soon #to be clear I 100% will be combing through the data of the full release too but thats a given #calvin my boy pls make it in pls don't get scrapped pls my boy #oh now that we're getting close Im gonna let myself talk abt this just this once but if you care abt potential spoilers stop reading #anyways so last I checked where the duplicant descriptions and stuff is stored there was an additional new duplicant named calvin #now I wasnt able to find anything else referencing him from my admittedly not super deep digging but he was there #I did thoroughly look through the spritesheets tho and hes definitely not there from what I could yell #or at least he wasnt when I checked idk maybe they put him in during one of the patches for some reason #but yeah I hope he makes it in despite all the specific advertising of them adding one new duplicant #its actually these descriptors that have been making me not wanna talk abt calvin dupe too openly as if he does make it in its probably #going to be a pretty big spoiler for a bit?#ofc if he is a secret of sorts then he wont be for long but if he is meant to be a surprise I don't wanna scream on the rooftop abt it #but I do wanna have proof that I found him before hand it he is a surprise I need to feel cool and special for looking at one file <3 #yknow what I think I actually am going to pop open oni and tripple check that I'm not missing anything #I was playing rw a lot to cope with the dlc not being fully out but at this point Ive finished every campaign except saints #and saints is being a buggy bastard for me rn and keeps repeatedly softlocking me so Im giving up on it for now #like just this morning I did the entirety of the hunter campaign in like 2 hours I have so little left to do #if I do decide to replay a campaign tho it's probably going to be either gourmands or spearmasters since theyre my favorites to play as #idc what anyone says Ill always preffer the spearmasters story to rivulets I adore them both but ppl do not appreciate spearmaster enough #like every person Ive seen play it sees the ending as disappointing and I wont stand for it its high-key my favorite ending #now thats entirely because Im a moon enjoyer and a tragedy enjoyer but still I will always lose my mind over moon's final message

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xochosoxo · 11 months ago

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husband!gojo ✮| headcannons

gojoxfem!reader

MDNI -> warnings: afab reader (but anyone can read yk), sfw&nsfw, arranged marriage, slight angst, comfort, pet names, flufflufffluff!, cunnilingus, gojo is pussy whipped, fingering, creamycreamycreamiest creampies, reader calls gojo daddy!, tummypushing

a/n: i had a dream abt this with some random guy and when i woke up i was so disappointed :(( LOL angwah heres some quick gojo headcannons bc i truly miss him and im so lonely.

husband!gojo who you married per each family’s request, making your marriage an arranged one.

husband!gojo who hated the idea of being tied down.

husband!gojo who couldnt wait for the ceremony to end, however when he watched you walk down the aisle, looking so innocent, he felt a tug at his heartstrings.

husband!gojo who didnt know what to do when on your honeymoon. he didnt know whether or not to interact with you or to keep his distance like he promised himself. he decides for the latter.

husband!gojo who enjoys coming to work everyday after his honeymoon because his cute little wife always delivers his lunch to him despite not asking you to.

husband!gojo who starts to soften even more when he sees that you wait for him to come home from work. youre usually sleeping on the couch. he gently scoops you up in his arms and takes you to bed.

husband!gojo who sees that you start getting tired of the routine after a while. making his lunches, waiting for him to come home late. you stop delivering his lunches personally, opting to just give it to him before he leaves in the morning. he doesnt see you when he comes home either.

husband!gojo who makes sure to wash up before slipping into bed with you, wrapping his arms around you . he missed you.

husband!gojo who feels you wake the next morning, obviously confused to see his arms around you. he sighs before bringing you closer to his chest.

husband!gojo who whispers apologies and sweet nothings in your ear as you settle yourself into him with suspicion.

he strokes your head as he says. “im sorry. i know you didnt want this marriage either. im sorry that youve been doing all this alone. i promise ill be here for you. just tell me what you need and i will do everything to help you. youve changed me y/n.”

you look at him, with creased eyebrows, obviously still not trusting him fully.

“ill give you time.” husband!gojo sighs as he lets go of you to get ready for work. you still make him lunch that day.

husband!gojo who comes home and doesnt see you on the couch. he understands that he needs to wait for your response but there is a small part of him that is wondering whether or not you have left.

husband!gojo who sighs in relief when he opens the door to your shared bedroom, seeing you all dolled up in a pretty pj set, sitting comfy on the bed.

husband!gojo who smiles when he sees your face brighten in delight. you walk up to him.

husband!gojo who is surprised when you wrap your arms around him and kiss him with your soft lips. he groans into the kiss, regretting the fact the he never kissed you after the wedding.

husband!gojo who melts to your touch as your bring him to the bed. you remove his jacket and tie as your straddle him, kissing him more harshly.

husband!gojo who makes sure youre okay with with what’s going to happen next. he kisses you again when you say yes.

husband!gojo who takes his sweet time with you. stripping you from your garments,leaving you bare infront of him. he sinks his long fingers into your sopping cunt, your head lolling back in pleasure.

husband!gojo who’s eyes roll back when he finally tastes you. youre addcitive. he laps up your juices, swirling his tongue on your clit. you cum twice on your husband’s tongue, his hands holding your legs apart so they wont close. his fingers continues to scissor you until youre screaming.

husband!gojo who fucks you in missionary position, making sure to watch your face as your react to the pleasure hes giving you.

husband!gojo who cums inside of you only to turn that cum into a creamy mess around your pussy as he pounds into you some more. he can feel his creampie dripping out of you and down his balls.

husband!gojo who enjoys how loud youve become. moaning obscenities and calling him daddy. he wants to fuck you till your dumb!

“fuck princess, youre so fucking messy. fuc—nghh..” he tries to speak but your pussy is squeezing him too well he can barely get words out.

“please daddy!! i need—aghh.. i need you! dont stopp—ahh…” you groan as you have your fourth orgasm of night.

husband!gojo who watches hearts form in your eyes when he cums inside of you for the final time. you can feel his warmth trickling into your womb.

husband!gojo who pulls out and watches his loads flood out of you. he presses on your stomach, watching as more cum gushes out of you.

husband!gojo who brings a warm towel to wipe up the cream around your sex. you moan as he does so, still recovering from all of your orgasms.

husband!gojo who wraps you up into his arms once again, praising you for how well you did.

“you did so good love..” he says stroking your back.

husband!gojo who reminds you that he has fallen in love with you and will do anything and everything in his power to make sure that you are comfortable in this marriage with him.

husband!gojo who knows the two of you will be okay when you peck him on the lips and tell him that you love him.

#gojo x you #jujutsu gojo #gojo smut #gojo fluff #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen

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lovecrazedpup · 1 year ago

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im gonna die

#having a small meltdown bc i broke something that is like . technically his and im going to kill myself #idk what happened it just stopped working im going to cry i feel so so so bad #like im going to cut over this bc i feel so awful but i wanna hear his voice but hes busy and i just cant #its so embarrassing if i go ‘hi can you call me or im going to cut myself’ bc thats so guilt trippy but thats literally the truth #bc its gonna be a 20 minute response for a ‘no’#what is wrong with me #i just want to hear him say ‘its okay baby’ like thats literally all i need but idk how to ask for it #i wish i was normal and happy so maybe id feel ok with having panic attacks and small breakdowns and needing him specifically but #its so often that im sure its annoying #idk im feeling better now bc i ordered the new headphones with the last of my money so he wont know but its just . yeah #im so dumb #i hope he starts hating me bc god i am such a handful im not worth it #jamie.txt

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fmhobeus · 9 months ago

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jjk men and their red flags

a/n: i'm feeling problematic :> tell me what u think (agree/disagree/add more?) this is all for shits n giggles !! non sorcerer au kinda

kento nanami — (over)protective

but like... to the point where it feels like he's treating you like a child! he doesnt like to see you sweat or even work at all for that matter. he loves it when you cook but has bought covers for all the knifes. if he sees a burn on your hand get ready for a 10 minute long lecture. if you accidentally fall he wont let you get up for atleast 3 days to help you ""heal."" it's almost like he doesnt trust you to take care of yourself :') he probably has like 3 separate first-aid kits everywhere.

suguru geto — emotionally unavailable

i feel like this is explainable to his character (sort of.) i dont think that he'd make you feel isolated at all, he's be an amazing listener and probably memorizes every word you say. he listens to you rant and even trauma dump with insane patience. but at some point it feels as though you hardly know him. he's talk to you a lot but very little of it is personal and you hardly know what he's thinking because his ass is not tell you. he also unintentionally distances himself from people from time to time. this applies to you too and you can feel him getting emotionally distant sometimes. it isnt something he does knowingly but it sure ass hell bothers you.

satoru gojo — very clingy and needy

this nigga. he is so utterly clingy. and at first it's perfectly fine, even appreciated by you. you still love him like crazy of course but it is just overwhelming. he is like a child most of the time, he need you around him and is always accompanying you wherever you go, and he expects you to do the same. he also doesn't believe in "me time" because why would you feel better when you're away from him: (? want to hang out with your friends? what do you need them for: (? he's right there. he is also physically incapable of listening but boy is he good at making up.

toji fushiguro — controlling

he is so controlling omfg. it's usually subtle but sometimes he will outright just say no to things he doesnt like, not caring if you like them. it gets to the point where he actually starts to change your personality. he is very caring and that's his justification for this typa stuff. it is usually harmless stuff but he gets paranoid often. he doesnt let you wear miniskirts out if you're not with him. he doesn't let you befriend people he thinks are into you. he barely lets you buy stuff on your own, he usually gifts you whatever it is youre into at that moment. borderline turned on by fear and you being dependent on him.

choso kamo — has no social life outside you

pretty self explanatory. he doesnt have many friends outside you and isn't interesting in making them either. total loser. so taking him out to events, he probably doesnt interact much and chooses to look at you the entire time, which annoys your friends. he answers their questions pretty bluntly. he's never down to have people over and lowkey hates when you are.

hiromi higuruma — workaholic

also self explanatory. he leaves early, comes home late. you barely see him on the weekdays. sometimes he goes as far as ignoring your calls when in between cases. he calls you periodically but has to have an alarm set to remind him. he loves you very very deeply but is just used to working non stop T_T

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julymusings · 22 days ago

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Jason Todd x Single Mom!Reader

I've been plagued for many months now by the idea of jason todd x young single mom!reader. I literally made this blog this morning just to post this

this is so LONG try as i might to shorten it i've been itching to get all this out of me so enjoy this word vomit i might just make a full fic if i'm feeling extra frisky

You got pregnant in college, and now you’re fresh out of grad school moving to a new city with your 3 year old daughter

You got a job at Wayne Enterprises, leading an important new project. You and your colleagues are invited to the latest Wayne Gala, hosted at the billionaire’s own manor. All these years as a young mother and a student, you hadn’t any experience with such extravagance-- how could you say no?

the party lowkey sucks because it's all old rich people so you sneak out to a balcony where you find a young man drinking whiskey and texting on his phone.

he introduces himself as jason, and his hand is rough and calloused when you shake it, but it's warm and sends a tingle up your arm. (😏)

You chat about your work, he complains about the stuffiness of a life at Wayne Enterprises and you laugh when he warns you to get out while you can (he's joking, of course. not because he thinks it's worth staying but because if you leave he'd never be able to hear that adorable laugh again)

when you go off on a tangent about how excited you are for your project, he's not even listening anymore. the sheer passion that lights up your face has his mind going fuzzy and a full orchestra playing in the background

you're pulled back in before he can get your number :( he's so mopey all weekend he doesn't even have it in him to retaliate when damian makes fun of him for having pink pony club as his top song for this month :(

when you get home your email is flooded with warnings from other parents at your daughter's daycare about a lice scare?? okay, you think, she's definitely not going on monday, you can just bring her to work with you, right? what's the worst that could happen?

the following monday he just happens to show up at the office (He can't just stop by to say hi to his brother who he loves?) (tim calls security almost immediately)

you're not at your cubicle (in a meeting, your desk neighbor informs him) so he mills about the floor like a lost puppy just waiting for you to show up so he can "accidentally" run into you

the woman at the front desk has a chair pulled up next to hers where this little girl with pigtails is sitting, trying to console her as tears stream down her face

jason springs into action, kneeling in front of her chair to ask what's wrong

she just sniffles and holds up her stuffed animal, an elephant whose button eye has popped out, the woman watching her trying to get her to hand it over so she can sew it back on but she wont let go

he goes full grey's anatomy, fussing over the toy like it's in mortal peril and complimenting her for being so brave before gently asking if he can try to fix it

she lets him take it and he uses the woman's travel sewing kit to stitch it back on

she's ecstatic, leaping forward into his arms to give him a big hug

but now she won't let him leave because no he has to have a conversation with the elephant first and introduce himself and give it post-surgery care instructions and listen to it talk about how much she it wants a puppy and he feels like such an idiot talking to that thing but anything to make this little girl smile

she pulls a little picture book from the backpack hung on the back of her chair and asks him to read with her and he can't just say no!

so he plops down on the tile floor and starts reading out loud and even though she's standing next to him craning her neck to see the pictures he's a head taller than her

when you finish your meeting and head back to the front desk to thank gretchen for watching your kid the sight you see makes your heart absolutely melt

jason and your daughter are sitting criss-cross applesauce on the floor of Wayne Enterprises as he reads to her, and he's pulling out all the stops, he's doing voices, sound effects, and she's giggling so hard she can't sit up straight

but then they both finally notice you

"mommy!" she yells, running to you and wrapping herself around your leg

you're surprised to see him, but definitely not disappointed, and if what you just walked in on indicated anything, it was that you wanted, nay, needed this man

so now you're flushed and hopeful, mind running with possibilities of why he's here; could it be? he couldn't stop thinking about you either? he came all the way to ask you out?

but jason is also surprised, astounded even, by the miniature carbon copy clinging to your leg saying something about scooby snacks

he's freaking out on the inside

through a tight-lipped greeting he excuses himself with what he hopes is a neutral demeanor (spoiler alert: it's not) and goes home to think

and you obviously know exactly what that was about, one doesn't go through pregnancy at 19 without becoming well-acquainted with the whole catalogue of surprised/judgy reactions

of course you're a mess because the early/mid 20s dating scene is hard enough as it is but with a toddler? forget it, might as well just give up now

you go home to call your best friend and get drunk over face time while she assures you that men aint shit and offers to put a curse on him (you consider it, but how are you supposed to get a lock of his hair?)

he's up all night hating himself for being such an asshole and trying to come up with a scenario in which this works, in which he can have you in his life and also a child and be the red hood because he can't stop thinking about you

so then he just says fuck it and the next morning he shows up at your office with flowers and a puppy stuffed animal and finally asks you out

#nightwing #batman #red hood #jason todd #dick grayson #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd x y/n #batfamily #dc universe #dc comics #dcu #damian wayne #dc robin #robin #bruce wayne

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hotsexyemogirl77 · 2 months ago

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╭──────────── ╰─➛✎﹏ | nsfw headcanons ! .°• ੈ♡₊˚•.

incl. jeff the killer, ticci toby, masky, hoodie, eyeless jack, ben drowned

18+ | minors dni

❦.♱ʚ♡ɞ♱❦

jeff the killer

" you look so pretty wrapped around my cock. you're such a whore for me, i'm gonna fuck you dumb "

-filthy mouth ,,, he's so graphic in bed

-always lets you know how good you feel around him <3

-he loooves watching your face

-his favourite position is definitely either missionary or when you ride him

-he loves face fucking i'm sorry he loves watching you take all of him

-likes watching you cough and tear up too

- big on degrading

-he loves edging either you're doing it

to him or he's doing it to you he goes crazy for it

-mean and dominate but he will never deny you pleasure

-you'd have to beg for it first though

-loves finishing on your face and chest

-loves being noisy he does NOT care if anybody hears you two

ticci toby

" fuuck, keep clenching around me like that, i promise i'm gonna fill you up so good just give me one more ok ¿ "

- he wants to be a dad sooooo bad (he wants to see you pregnant with his seed)

- crazy stamina he's at LEAST going 2 LONG rounds

- munch ™ but he likes loves to be all up in there. like All over down there

- very messy

- loves the idea of his and your fluids mixing together

- speaking of, he loves hearing the slick sticky sounds from them mixing

- lowkey kinda sick LMAO

- doesn't know where to keep his hands he's all over you

- he loves finishing down your throat or inside you (if you'll let him of course)

- his favourite position is doggy or reverse cowgirl

- switch dom leaning for sure

masky

" shut your mouth or i'll give you something to shut it with, i wont be bothered to be nice either about it sweetheart "

- if you think jeff was mean you have another thing coming honey </3

- big sadist

- wether him marking you up or him spanking you he's doing it all

- he especially likes spanking your ass

- he like seeing you in any position where he's in control

- likes spitting

- doesn't matter if you spit on him or vice versa he's into it

- hard dom loves seeing you so helpless for him

- likes seeing you cry or tear up

- likes the idea of handcuffs in bed

- rough and mean for sure but he knows when he's taking it too far

hoodie

" such a pretty thing for me, im sorry for being so mean you just look so good begging for me down there "

- likes head a little too much

- loves to see you begging or yknow, just on your knees for him

- sooo cocky

- he likes any position he can see your face in he has no preference for it

- likes gagging you but he rewards you for being such a doll about it <3

- he likes receiving more than giving but he likes seeing his partner happy

- he will do it because he likes returning the favour (he likes when you pull his hair)

- lowkey a masochist but he won't say it out loud

- he likes being bitten, marked up ect

- likes seeing your expressions while fucking, his favourite is when he first slips it in

- and when your eyes shut or roll back during it

- hard/service dom

eyeless jack

" look at you, so needy for me, if you ask nicely i'll give you what you want and more"

- loves the every sound you make

- every moan, whimper, cry ect

- big on telling him yourself what you want from him

- he gets a power trip from it

- doesn't make much sound aside from talking

- grunting, growling and heavy breather

- LOVES 69-ing and missionary

- loves marking you up either from hickeys or bite marks

- especially in places others can see them too

- likes keeping his hands your hips

- loves setting the pace

- service top/dom

ben drowned

" fuck yeah just like that angel, please don't stop you feel so good around me like that "

- switch sub leaning

- LOVES when you're on top

- whimpering ,,, and whining ,,

- he like cumming either anywhere on you or down your throat

- he begs a lot without having to ask

- very very eager to please you

- despite all that he can have his more dominate moments too

- loves doggy or literally just bending you over his desk

- LOVES LOVES LOVES biting, scratching, hickeys ect

- goes crazy when it's happening either way tbh

- loses it when you pull his hair it gets him so hard so fast

- likes to tell you how good you feel and are and vice versa call him a good boy

- loves under the desk support

#creepypasta smut #creepypasta x reader #masky x reader #jeff the killer x reader #hoodie x reader #ticci toby x reader #eyeless jack x reader #ben drowned x reader #creepypasta headcanon

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chososlilprincess · 11 months ago

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Higuruma Hiromi x reader<3 (nsfw)

hiromi likes girls (his gf) who are a little (very) mean to him. CANON I ASKED GEGE.

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Higuruma stands in the doorway of your bedroom, Hes been staring at you for a good while now, even before you noticed.

Looking at how your little dress hugs your pretty body.

you wave a hand infront of his face.

“whats up with you today…freak,” you say and laugh at him, the corner of his mouth tugs a little before going back to his usual, blank face.

“i cant look at whats mine? hm?” he says smoothly and plays with a strand of your hair.

“urgh,” you roll your eyes and turn away from him. You know he loves it, when you act like a little spoiled princess.

he grabs your arm and pull you back to him softly. He looks into your eyes again, something else than adoration behind them this time.

“hirom-“

“i thought about what you said,”

huh?

you look at him in question.

He smirks a little before speaking, “you know….about my nose,”

A couple days ago he’d told you how he used to hate his nose when he was younger. You’d frowned and taken his face in your pretty manicured hands and told him it was one of your favorite things about his appearance. It had made his heart swell in his chest, and he’d hugged you so tight right after telling you to ‘shut up and stop lying’

And he’d thought about it ever since, couldnt get it out of his head. And now he knew why.

He takes your jaw in his huge hand and brings your face up to look at him,

“if you like my nose so much, why dont you sit on it princess?” he tells you, looking into your eyes and pulling you closer by your waist.

Your eyes widen, and you blush while trying to push him away.

“stop saying things like that,” you look away from his eyes and he frowns.

“look at me baby,”

You reluctantly look at him again, the way he looks at you hungrily makes you ache.

“you telling me you dont want to?” He whispers to you, and you know he would drop it as soon as you say the word.

But you stay silent, looking away from him again. And he knows youre too shy to say it. so innocent. He wants to make you cry and shake on top of him.

He sighs and goes to pull away from you, but before he can get too far you grab him by the collar, nodding your head.

“yeah?” he asks. you nod again.

he smiles widely at you, before licking his lips and speaking,

“take this off,” he says as he plays with the hem of your dress.

His eyes scan over your body while you undress, his mouth watering. And when you finally stand infront of him, looking up at him with your pretty eyes, only wearing your panties, He picks you up by your thighs suddenly, And you yelp in surprise. He takes you to the bed, laying down with you now sitting on his chest.

You stare at eachother for a while before he speaks again,

“come on….wanna drown in your little pussy,”

Hes so nasty.

“dont worry you will, im gonna shut you up for once,” you say with a look of distaste, he knows your body is betraying you, with how big the wet spot on your panties has gotten.

you sit up on your knees, sliding down your underwear slowly, teasing him.

“mmm there she is,” he groans when he sees your pussy, slick with your arousal.

“youre so annoying,”

“sit on my face baby,”

you huff and sit down again on his chest, grinding your naked pussy on him. He groans loudly.

“fuck….you want me to beg? is that it sweetheart? hm?”

He breathes heavily, a desperate look on his face, and his hips buck behind you, trying to relieve himself a little.

You nod and wait for him, and when he opens his mouth to speak, reaching out to touch your waist, you slap his hand away.

“no touching,” you say with a serious face.

he almost cries. “evil…evil little girl,” fuck why wont you just let him have you, but he knows that you know he loves this. loves his pretty girlfriend being mean to him.

you take pity on him, you tell yourself, when you sit up on your knees, moving so that your pussy is hovering over his face. But really you know you cant wait anymore, you need to ride his handsome face.

“fuck yes…please baby, sit,” He groans under you.

you place yourself right on his mouth, his nose grazing your clit. He moans loudly into you, his hand going to rub himself so he doesnt loose his mind.

He rubs his face into you, licking and sucking on your cunt. You mewl and cry over him and he looks up at you, Smirking into your pussy.

You grab his hair then, grinding yourself down on him, riding his nose.

He babbles under you, probably filthy things. But his mouth is full, so all you hear is his muffled voice speaking into your soaked pussy.

He loves when you use him like this, and the way you look on top of him, fucking his face, its too much and not enough at the same time.

“fuck…use me princess,” He manages to get out in between eating you “cum on my face…”

You whine.

“fuck….” You shake and cry over him, cumming all over his drooling mouth. He keeps licking at you, trying to get every drop of cum. He groans, pulling away from you.

He looks so fucked out, his whole face is wet and his hair is messy, a dopey smile on his face.

You almost pass out, falling off him and onto the bed. He smiles and goes to lay on top of you, cradling your face in his hands.

“i need to change my boxers,” he says.

“of course you do,”

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IDK IF I LIKE THIS UM. anyways i hope u guys like it atleast >_<

i havent gotten to his intruduction in the manga yet i know nothing about this man except for that hes a lawyer and hes sexy

#hiromi higuruma #hiromi jjk #hiromi higuruma x reader #higuruma x reader #jjk higuruma #higuruma smut #higuruma hiromi x reader #LET ME FUCK PLEASE.

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