#➳ team free will. ˎˊ˗

[sfznyxio]

-ˋˏ I CHOOSE YOU! ˎˊ

SYNOPSIS. new year, new you, new school. you’re determined to be the greatest trainer in history, and it starts at a pokemon academy. you hope to finish your studies free of drama, if you can ignore the noise of many battles within the student body to see who will come on top.

CHARACTERS. sakura haruka, suo hayato, nirei akihiko, umemiya hajime, hiragi toma, tsubakino tasuku, kaji ren, tomiyama choji, togame jo

CONTENT. gn!reader. pokemon au. comedy, fluff. 0.8k wc. inspired by pokemon scarlet and violet and its teal mask dlc. everyone goes to legit school here, whoa. reader sometimes ditches class to explore the wild. electrocution, one bad pun intended (kaji). they/them pronouns for tsubaki.

VERA. yelling with @stunie about pokemon was really fun so why not combine the best of both worlds. for zevie, my fellow pokemon (mystery dungeon) enthusiast!

𝄞༉‧₊˚. SAKURA HARUKA

sakura wants to be the best in the world through unconventional means, to battle the strongest right away. you’ve seen how he fought off a group of students who were ridiculing you earlier, but there’s no way someone could become a trainer with punches and kicks and without a pokemon. by chance, a sprigatito steals the pastry he was holding to eat and sends him on a wild goose chase. those two are a lovely pair, when it’s time for it to stop eating his food and he stops yelling at it for being a “brat”.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. SUO HAYATO

if you need a teacher for your team on how to behave on the battlefield, suo is at the yard meditating with his mienfoo. it’s impressive how he’s by your stress filling their air like smokescreen. your pokemon partner suddenly stops listening to your commands, and now your wallet is dry. he says it's the rebellious teen phase, something he can easily deal with. whatever he did to make your pokemon shudder when he calls on it for lessons with mienfoo as his assistant, you dare not to pry.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. NIREI AKIHIKO

midterm season is around the corner, what you dread the most this year. luckily you have nirei, a walking encyclopedia that is very convenient to have as a study buddy and useful to a certain someone who skips classes to explore the wild. his abra will teleport you back on campus whenever you try to ditch. the one day you venture farther, a very strong pokemon has you running for your life. abra has the ability to sense danger so you manage to return safely, but not safe from his disappointment. 

𝄞༉‧₊˚. UMEMIYA HAJIME

major concerns of newbies are what type of supplies to stock up on and how to train pokemon teams efficiently. your problem is money, due to spending too much and losing too much against people. umemiya is an expert in said concerns, but his togekiss handles his budget to curb his spending impulses. for someone who advertised himself as dependable, you definitely can’t depend on him for monetary matters. even togekiss judges him for buying fake plants for his fake garden. 

𝄞༉‧₊˚. HIRAGI TOMA

the academy is a scary place. there are strong and promising trainers in the making, and a tournament is a great start to see what they’re worth. competition drives everyone nuts, tailing down anyone such as yourself in their line of sight to battle. hiragi shoos them away, swearing he’ll be like his annihilape if they keep this up. he mistakes you as one with the crowd because you’re staring at him for so long, his pokemon readies its rage fist to send you flying, stressing him out even more.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. TSUBAKINO TASUKU

as the end of the school term draws near, students become anxious. fear not, tsubaki knows how to turn the doom and gloom around - throwing a party. their checklist becomes so long they need a helping hand. their gardevoir chooses you through its future sight, determining that you’re good luck. while shopping with your upperclassman, there’s an ongoing sale for clothes they’ve been waiting for since forever. they’re so excited that they drag you along and practically buy out the whole boutique.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. KAJI REN

the stock of candies at the campus store is somehow almost empty every time you check it out. a salesclerk then tells you that they never heard of a luxio with a sweet tooth. the pokemon belongs to a student who wears headphones and a lollipop in his mouth, kaji. you and your partner look at each other with the same plan: ditch class to buy out the entire candy section before those two can. you and him grab a candy bag in sync, but luxio electrocutes you as he and your pokemon stare in shock.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. TOMIYAMA CHOJI

photography in the wilderness for a project is, in reality, easier said than done. your pictures come out blurry as many wild pokemon have tried to break your phone. just as things can’t get any worse, you get whacked by an ambipom from its double hit. your hands feel light, and you look at it with your device. its trainer tomiyama proposes to retake your photos as compensation. but instead of you in there, the entire gallery is full of his selfies. seems like this project will take forever to finish.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. TOGAME JO

you can’t afford to be late for school… again. rushing to campus on your bike, you almost crash into a dozing snorlax that is blocking your usual route. you and your pokemon have done what you can to wake it up, and it turns into a stream of light which went inside a pokeball belonging to an upperclassman. togame was napping at the side of the road, and now he is late going to school like you are. as he’s about to ask you for a ride, you completely vanish, pedaling furiously like your life depends on it.

[fluffystevefest]

To give everyone time to plan and plot, here is the full list of daily themes and on-theme prompts for Fluffy Steve Fest, as well as the extra challenges for the day of Steve's birthday!

These are intended to jumpstart your ideas and you are encouraged to intepret them freely, but you don't need to use them. As long as you create a work that fits the rules & guidelines and post it during the event, it counts and will be included in the event.

Full schedule & rules here!

JULY 1: AFFECTION

☆ Handholding ☆ Touch-starved ☆ Kisses ☆ Aftercare

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JULY 2: HURT

☆ Separation anxiety ☆ Scarring ☆ Overstimulation ☆ Rescue mission

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JULY 3: ERAS

☆ Artist ☆ Soldier ☆ Showboy ☆ Icon

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🎂 JULY 4: BIRTHDAY 🎂

☆ Aging ☆ Wishes ☆ Dancing ☆ Party

Extra Challenges Feel free to mix and match with the prompts!

Assemble: Create a work with a partner or team.

Honeymoon: Explore a Steve pairing that's new to you! Romantic, platonic, a secret third thing - it all goes.

Vitaray Chamber: Feature non-serumed Steve and/or explore an effect of the supersoldier serum.

Switcheroo: Reimagine Steve in the role of another canon character (ex. Iron Man, Winter Soldier, Falcon, SHIELD director, etc).

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JULY 5: BEDROOM

☆ Shirtless ☆ Praise kink ☆ Discreet packaging ☆ Aphrodisiac

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JULY 6: CLOTHES

☆ Undershirt ☆ Uniform ☆ Leather jacket ☆ Someone else's

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JULY 7: STEVE'S...

☆ Childhood ☆ Habits ☆ First times ☆ Happy ending

[loveharlow]

Hi!! Can I request Ajax x reader (gn or female whichever you prefer) where Ajax is upset with not winning the Poe cup and seeking comfort with us. Just general fluff and feel free to add and change anything!

Also I really like your work, and keep up the great work!

YOU'LL GET US NEXT TIME

PAIRING ‧₊˚ Ajax Petropolus x Fem!Reader

SYNOPSIS ‧₊˚ [1.4k] After losing to his girlfriend's team during the Poe Cup, Ajax isn't his usually oblivious, cheerful self. While the win may be a victory for Ophelia Hall, putting a smile on her boyfriends face is the only victory Y/N needs.

WARNING(S) ‧₊˚ swearing, fluff, sort of hurt/comfort, Xavier is a lil bit of a d!ck but it's all for plot I swear (we aren't Xavier haters here)

A/N ‧₊˚ I hope I did this justice and I hope you like it, anon.

˗ˏˋ ajax masterlist ˎˊ˗

THE WHOOPS AND CHEERS COULD BE HEARD FROM THE CROWD AS MY TEAM AND I HUDDLED IN EACH OTHERS ARMS, THE TROPHY IN THE MIDDLE OF US. There was a bright smile on my face as we jumped up and down, even Wednesday had a small smirk. 

Basking in the afterglow of our win, my eyes scanned around for my boyfriend, wanting to playfully rub the victory in his face. We were competitive in nature, so we took no offense by the other’s gloating. I spotted him in what looked like a semi-heated exchange with Xavier from where I was standing. 

I pushed my way through my team and told them I’d be right back before heading over in their direction. However, before I could make it within hearing distance of their group, Ajax was shaking his head and walking off, not before giving Xavier the finger.

A frown etched its way onto my face as I watched Ajax disappear up the hill, back to the main Nevermore grounds. “Jax!” I tried once, but he was much too far away to hear me, especially over the noise.

Instead of turning around, I made my way over to Xavier instead. Pulling on his shoulder to get him to turn around. He swiftly knocked his shoulder back, brushing off my touch with a scowl on his face.

“Woah. It’s just me-”

“What do you want?” He groaned. The hell is his problem? I thought to myself. Pinching my eyebrows together, I gave him just as much attitude as he gave me. You get what you give, right?

“I want to know why my boyfriend just left.”

“Why would I know?” He shot back.

“Because he was talking to you before he went stomping off like a child.” I retorted, growing aggravated with the boy in front of me. Xavier and I were friends., but that didn’t exclude me, nor Ajax or any of his friends, from his occasional temper tantrums. He was very…moody, for lack of better phrase.

“Because he is. And I’m not his babysitter, alright? So, you wanna know what’s wrong with Ajax? Ask him your damn self.” Was all he said, more like barked, at me before he disappeared into the crowd. 

Leaving me alone, arms crossed and face scrunched in anger. I let out a puff of air and followed in Ajax’s trail up to Nevermore. “Asshole…” I mumbled.

REACHING THE BOY'S DORM, I SPOTTED EUGENE IN THE HALLS. “Eugene!” I called, the short, curly-haired boy turning to meet my eyes with a bright, kiddy smile. “Is Ajax in his dorm?” 

“Um, he should be. I think I saw him come in. Can’t be too sure, though.” I nodded at him with a tight-lipped smile. 

“Thanks.” 

Continuing down the hall to where I remembered his room to be, I could hear music playing faintly and there were the shadows of footsteps pacing back and forth underneath the door frame. Standing directly in front of the door now, the music was much louder and I could hear the pacing, light thuds going from one side of the room to the other.

I knocked, moderately loud, waiting a few moments before knocking again — this time harder.

“I’m busy!” A voice called back. Ajax’s voice. I rolled my eyes and knocked again — longer this time, and much harder. “I said I’m busy!”

I let out a deep breath and groaned, throwing my head back. “Ajax, it’s me! Open the door!” I called as loud as I could, not worrying much to disturb the rest of the dorm considering most of them were outside still congratulating the winning team, my team.

Suddenly, the music was being turned down and the thudding footsteps were longer going side to side and instead, straight for the door. It was seconds before the knob was turning and the door was swinging open, quite aggressively might I add. No words were exchanged, just looks.

Ajax raised an impatient brow at me, a silent question of what I wanted or what I was doing here. I scoffed before rolling my eyes and dipping under his arm that was outstretched across the doorway to enter his room. I could hear him sigh behind me before the door shut.

I look around, as if I had never been in here, before turning back to face him and plopping on the bed — still adorned in my skin-tight catsuit and makeup that was still partially there. 

Ajax stood in his original place by the door, the music still playing but at a reasonable volume this time. His arms were crossed as he looked at me — joker make-up long gone off of his face but he still had on the rest of his ensemble. 

I simply crossed one leg over the other and smiled at him. “So…” I tried, putting on a playful tone to try and bring one out of him. 

He shrugged his shoulders quickly and drew his lips into a thin line. “So?”

I sighed and let my shoulders deflate in defeat. “Ajax, what’s wrong? You didn’t even stay to congratulate me. I would have stayed for you.”

Then he was running a hand down his face in frustration. “Y/n, my team lost. Why would I stay? If you came here for a congratulations, then here — congratulations.” He snarked, throwing his hands out to the sides.

I stood up from his bed and walked over to stand in front of him, maybe a ruler of space between us now. “Okay, seriously, what is wrong with you? It’s just a game.”

He scoffed. “Yeah, to you, maybe.” He started, leaning down slightly to eye-level with me. “I was the reason my team lost. Do you know how bad that sucks?”

My neck reeled back slightly at his statement. “Ajax, what are you talking about? Your team lost because my team fucked with your boat. Simple as that. You had an advantage and we took it from you. That’s it.”

“Yeah, well, tell Xavier that.” I tilted my head in confusion. The anger was gone from his voice, replaced by regret and disappointment. “He said it was my fault we lost. That I took too long to get our flag.” 

I couldn’t help but laugh. God, I love Xavier but he can be a real dick sometimes. “You know how he gets sometimes, Jax. Don’t listen to him.”

“It’s kind of hard not to when he’s fucking screaming in my ear.” 

My arms went around his neck as I pecked his forehead. “You’re friends with a loveable douchebag. You should know this by now.” His arms encircled my waist, pulling me into him for comfort as he buried his face in my neck.

“I was so close to taking my hat off and stoning him.” He mumbled into my shoulder. I couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped me, walking him backwards to his bed as carefully as I could without being able to see it. 

When the back of my knees hit the mattress, I let both of our bodies fall back into the cushioned surface. He was kind of heavy but it was nothing I wasn’t used to. I maneuvered us, with some of Ajax’s help, until I leaned against the headboard with him on top of me — head on my chest, arms around my hips as his legs spread around mine. 

I rubbed the back of his neck and let him find comfort in my presence. “If it makes you feel any better,” I started in a low-tone, not wanting to break the moment. “Even if we hadn’t messed with your boat, Xavier would have cost you guys the win anyway. He was too focused on Wednesday to even row his paddles correctly. I looked over and he was rowing backwards.”

This elicited a laugh, vibrating from his chest and onto my lap. His embrace around me got tighter, just by a little bit. “How’d you know I was in here?” He mumbled.

I shrugged. “I saw you take off after we got the trophy. Asked Xavier where you went and he was being all pissy. I just guessed. I mean, where else would you go?”

“I was gonna come to you but I didn’t want to upset you. You looked happy. You won and you were celebrating, I didn’t want to ruin that for you.”

Moving the hand that was stroking the back of his neck to hold his chin, I lifted his gaze to meet mine. I smiled sheepishly at him, making one equally as genuine appear on his own face. “Now, you’re happy too. That’s the only win I need.”

He laughed and buried his face into my stomach, tickling me. “Cheesy…” He said, muffled into my suit.

“Truthful.”

feedback is appreciated! thanks for reading.

©loveharlow

[waveofthot]

-Wrapped around your finger-

Tendou x Reader

Warnings: None! All fluffy!!

This wasn't the first time Satori had brought you with him to practice. Under normal circumstances Coach Washijo would've never let anyone sit and watch, but he quickly found out that your presence acted as a sort of motivator for the middle blocker. So there you were, sat on the bench, quietly cheering for him.

Now usually, Satori would come over every now and again to grab a sip of water before running back, not forgetting to give you a small parting kiss... although... this time it seems he has other plans.

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"Heyyyyyyyyyy..."he says dragging out the "y" way longer then he usually would.

"I was wondering if you could uhhh, help me wrap my fingers?"He said, sports tape in hand. Looking up at him it's hard to miss the reddish-pink hue dusted across his face.

"What? Can't do it yourself?". You tease while taking the roll of tape from his hand. And as Satori's face grows even redder, the eye contact you once had breaks as you grab the same hand still held out and start wrapping it up.

"No no, I can....I just-" a nervous cough escapes as he chokes out the rest of the sentence. "-kinda... I kinda wanted you to do it this time". He's finally looking back down at you as you finish up the first hand... Although this time it's your turn to turn red.

You stay quiet as you take his other hand and start winding the tape around his pointer and middle finger. His hands are large, way bigger then yours anyways, but despite that they're extremely slender, yet far from dainty. Your eyes follow the veins going up his arm, your hand subconsciously ghosting over them.

A small snicker brings you out of your trance and you feel his hand move to interlock with yours.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself... perhaps I should let you do this more often~" He says as he leans in, placing his lips on your cheek, and as he lets go of your hand you can't help but giggle at the stupid grin on his face as he runs back to the rest of the team.

Perhaps that wouldn't be so bad?

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RAHHHH hello everybody! If you've read this far, I just wanna say thank you and I hope you liked it!!! (Despite it being so short lol)

I don't often write but I've kinda wanted to start, so if my posting pattern is off, please don't mind (⁠｡⁠ﾉ⁠ω⁠＼⁠｡⁠)

I might make a new post to just kind of introduce myself to the fanfic community of tumblr...so a bit about myself, the fandoms I'm in and the kind of stories I like to write etc etc..... if anyone has any suggestions on what they'd like to read then feel free to let me know~~~

[ivesambrose]

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ June Mini Messages ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

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Gif 1

The central theme for you this month is to spend time around those who keep you afloat.

It's also important for you to assess how you feel around, during and post interacting with some people, places, information and situations.

Additionally stay hydrated this month.

Infact your body might crave more fluids in the form of soups, smoothies, juices etc

Expect new friends who are more supportive and compassionate towards you given you return the same energy.

Some of you may be starting a business or work of some sort or maybe even investments. Might be slow initially but will be successful in the long run.

Anything that you have started with determination towards the middle or end of May or the very start of June will pay off by the end of this month. This could be something very physical related goal either body, health, studies of any kind, business, finances, creating something tangible etc

You might feel indecisive in regards to something this month. Go within for clarity you don't have to have to make the choice till you're sure. Alternatively, priotrize meditation and detachment instead of overconsuming media or information.

By the end of this month you'll feel more confident in yourself and your leadership qualities, more stable in your health and life aswell. Might even get a tattoo that means something to you.

Gif 2

Relationships is the central theme. Be it romantic, platonic, familial, interpersonal and self.

There is grief here that you have been suppressing and carrying. You may resort to comforting yourself with food for this.

Some of you might have gone through or will be going through some inevitable endings. Although rough will make room for the fresh start that you have been avoiding because the old felt too comforting.

You'll see a silverlining in your circumstances. Infact if you've been going through a sense of loss and disappointment for a long time this will finally come to an end. Some past traumas and experiences might mentally resurface for you so you can acknowledge and heal yourself as well as your inner child. Infact, this will be an excellent month to cater to your inner child the most. You deserve joy.

There will come a time you'll start feeling at peace. Some of you might even start getting proper 7 - 8 hrs of sleep.

You'll realize any form of supression and isolation that you've been feeling is mostly mental. But soon enough you'll break free from it too.

By the middle of June things will start speeding up as you feel more lively and renewed. Allow yourself to move forward, things aren't stagnant as they may have been.

Gif 3

Perfecting the balancing act in your life is the central theme this month. You're a great multitasker but for this month fixate on what's been you're calling for the longest time.

For a lot of you it's been all work and no play or you stretching yourself too thin trying to cater to strangers or people who take too much from you. You'll be pushed to drop it.

There is something that will bring you financial reward. Enjoy it without guilt.

You'll be priotrizing your success. It's all a matter of focus. 'I am successful' not, 'I'm working towards my success.' it's time you realize you can't constantly treat yourself as a 'work in progress' for so long that you end up associating yourself with the narrative permanently.

More focus on aesthetics and personal style too this month. Followed by team work and proper partnerships.

Keep some things personal to you not everyone has the best of intentions.

For some of you, there's someone who admires you deeply but you can't seem to open up or trust them even though they mean well. Give them a chance.

You'll be mastering your emotions and channeling them into creativity.

By the end of June you'll see that the universe has been looking out for you all along. Something unexpected that makes you enthusiastic and allows you to be free spirited. Seize that chance and let it take you where you've desired to be.

[staarboyyy]

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-ˋˏ [ bowie | 19 | any pronouns ] ˎˊ-

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✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧 ; all characters are 18+, written by adult(s), for adults, in adult scenarios. These scenarios can range from explicit, to gorey depending on the given tags. minors do not interact!

★📎 {} .. if requests are open, please be patient with completed drabbles! i am only one person with two weak malnourished thumbs, have mercy :(

☆💬。・i write for characters that have been considered "controversial" in the past, such as homelander, soldier boy, amanda young, etc. if those characters/sources bother you, please feel free to block me and my tags !

☆・．❕「tags」

-ˋˏ #bowies fics [all fics]

-ˋˏ #bowies requests [requested fics]

-ˋˏ #bowies headcannons [ all headcannons ]

-ˋˏ #bowies comfort tag [reposts of fanart of sources i love]

-ˋˏ #bowies silly tag [funny reposts]

-ˋˏ #pretty colors!!!@ [reposts of fanart of sources i love]

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fic request status ; open !

headcannon request status ; open !

✩°｡⋆saw franchise x reader - all gender neutral

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: amanda young x reader

drowning ; unhealthy dynamics, descriptions of violence, s/h mentions slight stockholm syndrome, menetions of kidnapping, fluff, no smut - strangely soft moments and recalling memories of being taken in by amanda and john [ romance ]

quiet morning ; fluff, sleeping with socks, sleepy morning, buffmanda, pervymanda, straddling, teasing - amanda insists you both sleep in. [ suggestive ]

choice ; stroke mentions/slight descriptions, surgery mentions, panic attacks, grounding, hand holding, fluff, "i hate everyone but you" trope - after john has a stroke, you find yourself slightly split between two sides of the same coin. [ angst / romance ]

territory ; apprentice!reader, jealousy, amanda being a guard dog, anatomical terms for vagina, degradation, dubcon if u squint, biting, sadistmanda - amanda catches you and mark going over your lastet work. [ smut ]

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: mark hoffman x reader

worthy test ; dead dove, detective!reader, kidnapping, smut, gender neutral anatomy, gags, rough sex, slapping, needles, drugging, unhealthy dynamics, dom/sub dynamics, size difference kink, age difference, creampie, big ol man tiddies YEEHAWW!! - you and your team of investigators have been after jigsaw's apprentice for months, yet waking up bound to a chair makes way for suprises more sinister than you could have imagined [ smut ]

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✩°｡⋆the boys x reader - all gender neutral

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: homelander x reader

compliance ; sublander, bloodplay, knifeplay, handcuffs, dom/sub dynamic, consent, communication, prior planning, oral sex - getting homelander in a vulnerable position where you put him in cuffs he's not allowed to break. [ smut ]

supernova ; depowered!homelander, homelander reffered to as john, angst with a fluffy ending, domestic sweetness, anxiety attack, eating difficulties - john feels lost after losing his powers despite settling into a "normal" life with you. [ angst / romance ]

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: frenchie x reader

people will talk ; weed smoking, alcohol references, fluff, intoxication, cozy fic, - late night meetings between you, frenchie and a joint [ fluff ]

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: frenchie x butcher x reader

team building ; reader has vagina, weed use / intoxication, supe reaper, enemies to lovers if you squint, hell yeah for long buildup, threesome, lap sitting, oral [receiving / giving], spitroast, lots of petnames - As a Supe on the run, joining The Boys can be nerve wracking - Easing up tension is no easy feat. [ smut ]

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✩°｡⋆fallout x reader - all gender neutral

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: cooper howard [the ghoul] x bounty!reader

paid in kind ; gunplay, breathplay, bondage, spitplay, hairpulling, oral [ m receiving ], throatfucking, wallfucking, creampie, accidental yearning, prolonged eye contact is sexy, switch!cooper is underrated, mentions of past sexual experiences, nondescript reader genitals, rad x as ghoul birth control - you've been running for weeks, but there's nowhere he won't find you. [ smut ]

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: prewar!cooper x barbara howard x reader

summer lovin' ; costar!reader, hot tub time!, fluff beyond belief, relationship not labeled but everyone flirts with everyone!, alcohol mentions/consumption - after working on a film with cooper, you never imagined just how charming both of the howards were. [ romance / fluff ]

✩°｡⋆ Unexpected

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ thomas shelby x reader fic [ smut - specified anatomy ]

summary ; the shelby's and your family have worked together for quite some time. when your mother made a bold move against the lead shelby brother, you took to going to apologize personally.

tags / warnings ; intoxication, spanking, grinding, pleasure denial, thomas shelby being a bitch, smoking, masturbation, facial, cumplay if u squint, explicit consent, power imbalance - smoking, fluff, morning sex, oral [ reader receiving ] , power imbalance, overstimulation, reluctant feels, thomas shelby please have emotions?? please?? LMAO, irresponsible beta read we die like real men

i. evening ,, ii. morning

✩°｡⋆ Negotiations

; ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .: soldier boy x reader [ smut, angst - specified anatomy ]

summary ; upon joining The Boys to take down Homelander with the help of Soldier Boy, you come to realize he's much more of a hard bargain than you anticipated.

tags / warnings ; dubcon, forced orgasms, slight daddy kink, glove kink if you squint, size kink, southern charm, drug use, wall sex, no pronouns used for reader but afab anatomy is repeatedly mentioned - intoxication, weed use, cocaine mentions, slight angst, porn with a plot, destructive mutualization, lap sitting, pleasure denial, grinding ("the knee thing"), slight underwear fetish, m!masturbation, couch sex, free use elements, creampie, verbal threats, reader takes initiative (aka fucks around and finds out, with feelings!), is soldier boy a warning? if so, soldier boy antics!,

i. negotations ,, ii. necessary evils

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[silverflqmes]

໒⦂ 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

notes. seijoh hcs if they were on the road together!

genre. crack

ft. tooru oikawa, issei matsukawa, takahiro hanamaki, hajime iwaizumi

gender neutral! reader. ( not rlly mentioned tho )

     ➫    𝓞𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔   𝓣𝗢𝗢𝗥𝗨   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ alright alright, he WANTED to drive.. but the vote went towards iwaizumi, and to double check they did rock paper scissors ( iwaizumi still won )

⌗ tooru was petty for the first thirty minutes, i mean it’s his car???

⌗ but eventually thought it was for the better! let him be on light duty while his subjects- i mean ahem, teammates, manage the car situation.

⌗ he does however, have control of the radio and has already plugged in his phone ( there goes one outlet ) to play spotify!

⌗ everyone complained at first but tooru’s music taste ate and left not crumbs because everyone was singing. even kyotani was nodding his head to some songs.

⌗ position wise, tooru is well, obviously in the passenger’s seat. what’s annoying is how far back he has his seat😐 and watari is like right behind him BUT SAYS NOTHING.

⌗ if the road trip is long, tooru however, will step in as a backup driver because poor poor iwa-chan gets so sleepy at night from having a NORMAL sleep schedule!! ( tooru doesn’t, this is why he has this job.. )

    ➫ 𝓜𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔   𝓘𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗜   ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ dude him and makki are ALL the way in the back in the makeshift seats in the trunk because they are menaces and were banned from being close to the front.

⌗ jokes on them, they can pull pranks from the back — like yk that thing where they pull the string and the headrest drops, yeah. he pulled it and makki pulled the other NUMEROUS TIMES. free the second and first years.

⌗ brought all the snacks and is gatekeeping them with whoever is closest to him ( makki, kyoken and kindaichi )

⌗ ROAD GAMES!! and songs or whatever ft his besti ( and totally not boyfriend ), makki

⌗ brings almost half his bedding with him to be comfortable where he’s sitting ( so real of you mattsun ) and if you’re not oikawa, he MIGHT share lol

⌗ honestly sleeps for a good bit of the ride, just feel like he would lol especially with the pillows and blankets.

⌗ reverse, some of the boys fall asleep on him bc he’s the tallest so there’s more of him to go around LMAO he’s just stuck between makki and kindaichi

    ➫ 𝓗𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗜   𝓣𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗢   ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ matsukawa’s second half✌️🤟🤙🤝🤞

⌗ yeah he’s in the very back too causing chaos yk the usual ( annoying the shit out of hajime and tooru because they are the real parents uncles of the team )

⌗ he brought a load of pastries tbh but the minute they ran out he got a little delulu and thought yahaba ( who sat in front of him ) was a cream puff, and was ready to pounce LMAO

⌗ mattsun held him back from doing so, thankfully — seijoh needed its back up setter, pinch and future captain in case iwaizumi finally lost his patience and put oikawa out of commission.. or because oikawa has to graduate and go be a girlboss in the big leagues!!! so hot of him- ahem anyway

⌗ dude him, kawa and mattsun are that one meme where they’re like “DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT, EVERYBODY, FEELING WARM AND BRIGHT” in the worst tone ever while iwa is just questioning his life choices

⌗ “are we there yet” every few minutes — iwaizumi literally pulls over at some point to get in the back seat and tape his mouth😭 bro was absolutely done oml

⌗ he brought a stack of cards only for them to be pokemon cards LIKE HOW DO YOU GET THAT WRONG- ( they played, anyway )

➫ 𝓘𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗭𝗨𝗠𝗜 𝓗𝗔𝗝𝗜𝗠𝗘 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ the driver ( mother ) lol

⌗ free iwaizumi he is tired and has a severe headache from these buffoons and he swears blood will be shed if SOMEBODY dares to ask AGAIN for another rest stop or if they’re there yet.

⌗ he’s got a stash of yellow red bull in a compartment for himself in case he needs to take the night shift on the road — tooru insists that no one drives but him ( unless iwa finally throws in the towel and he drives )

⌗ in terms of driving tho he’s pretty smooth, goes at a reasonable speed and is fairly calm in terms of IDIOTS on the road — but he has his moments occasionally where he gets annoyed

⌗ probably has the super specific thing he wants to see that convinced him to go on this road trip and see it through to the end ( it’s something godzilla related i bet )

⌗ usually likes to snack while he’s driving, helps keep him awake — but since he doesn’t wanna get the steering wheel dirty, he has cherries his mom pack him LMAO ( “share with the others!!” and he gatekeeps )

⌗ packed a volleyball in the trunk and portable beach volleyball set up

notes. i was gonna do all the boys originally but it became time consuming and well.. i ran out of ideas LMAO hope it was still decent<3

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[sarahs-secrets2]

Pull Me In (Phillip Graves x Reader) 18+࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

This picture of Graves makes me laugh so hard lmfaodkfskdfjs, also I'm adding fem biased to how the fic is written because despite me not using any direct pronouns (she/her) I do realize how these read, so I will be going back and changing my fics to have this adjustment 💝

Loosely based on Satellite by Harry Styles

gn! fem biased (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: lowkey nsfw, sexual tension, swearing, pet names, pining, mentions of alcohol, fluff, and even lowkey angst, OOC (for the plot), the functions of the pool scene may not be entirely accurate but who cares it's hot!!!!!, CUE IS THE STICK USED TO HIT THE BALLS IN A POOL GAME FYI

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“You free this weekend?” the Commander nudged your elbow as you packed up your bag heading out of the training unit at the Shadows base. 

“No, I think I have some stuff going on,” you shrugged. Phillip Graves was a great Commander, always attentive and checking in with his team, but especially with you. Over time you had noticed the extra attention you had been getting from Phillip, it had become overwhelmingly obvious. You would have to be blind to not notice what he was doing, so instead of leaning into it, you had more fun acting oblivious to his advances. Something about teasing the Commander made it all the more fun. You would also be dumb if you didn't admit how attractive you found Phillip Graves. From his gorgeous face to the way he refused to give up on trying to win you over, you had fallen quite hard, but it wasn't that easy, especially when he was your commanding officer, and especially since you didn't do relationships. 

“That’s a shame, lot of us are going to a new bar, was hoping you would join us,” Graves was walking closely beside you down the halls of the base, you were well aware of what he was doing. He just wanted an excuse to be closer to you, he would lean as you spoke back as if he couldn't hear and the only solution was being inches away from your face. 

“Maybe I’ll stop by, who else will be there?”, you teased back, hoping to get a rise out of Phillip.

“Well, everyone at this point except you darlin’” he laughed to hide how embarrassed he felt. He had lost count of how many months he had spent trying to get your attention. Graves was usually quite confident and self-assured but around you, something changed. He had lost his footing trying to impress you and now he didn't care how desperate he looked. Phillip just wanted one chance. 

The other Shadows noticed the Commander's new behaviors towards you, which you were still acting oblivious to, you enjoyed stringing him along. They began making fun of Phillip for his failed attempts and how out of his element you made him, the once smooth-talking southern boy was tripping on his words as he chased you down the halls. He had learned to tune out the noise to focus on you.

Phillip walked into the bar shocked when he heard your laughter breaking through the chatter. You were playing darts with some Shadows, smiling at your almost bullseye. Graves didn't know how to feel, he was happy to see you but jealousy was bubbling up inside of him due to the fact that he wasn't the one with you. Making his way through the crowded bar he grabbed a beer from the bartender and then headed to join you as you played darts. 

“Hey, you're late Phillip”, you smiled at him, teasing the Commander who had begged you to come out tonight only to be the one who everyone was waiting on. 

“Well, I’m here now aren't I?” he snuck his arm around your waist as he pulled you in for a side hug, you rested your head on his shoulder while you hugged him back slightly. Phillip sighed when you pulled away, already missing your touch. 

“So-” you faced the group, “Who is going to teach me to play pool?” motioning to the table in the center of the bar.

“I think the Commander should handle that one,” a newer Shadow laughed.

“Whaddya say, Graves, you up for it?”, you watched as Phillip sipped his beer, looking at you above the glass as he slightly raised his eyebrows in amusement. 

“Anything for you doll,” a laugh escaped his lips, as you took his hand dragging him through the crowd to the pool table

Phillip set his beer down and grabbed two cues, handing you one. Meanwhile, you adjusted the balls in the middle of the table making sure they were centered. You removed the triangle that kept the balls in one place, setting it on a side table.

“How’d I do?” you motioned at the setup hoping it looked alright.

“I think it looks great, go ‘head, you first,” Phillip took a step back allowing you to take the first shot. You leaned down placing the cue making sure it sat in between your index finger and thumb, slowly pulling the cue back before releasing it. Instead of hitting the white ball, the cue skipped missing it completely. 

“Shit, that’s embarrassing,” laughing as you leaned against the table.

“Come ‘ere, I’ll show ya how to do it,” Graves walked over behind you, “Okay act like you're gonna hit the ball,” he waited as you leaned down, bending over the pool table.

“Now what?” you turned your head back slightly, catching Phillip as his eyes raked over you, “Eyes up here, Commander,” you laughed, throwing him a wink. 

“Alright if I reposition you darlin’?” you nodded giving him permission to move you however he needed to. His hands connected to your waist, slowly pulling your hips back until your ass was grazing his belt buckle. He then took one hand and placed it onto your back, pushing it down until your stomach was just barely touching the pool table. Graves then wrapped an arm around you, guiding your hands onto the cue stick. 

Phillip tilted his head down slightly to whisper in your ear, “Just like that doll, pull the cue back,” you followed the instructions trying to maintain focus as he continued to hover over you, “Release whenever you’re ready”, your breath hitched as you released the cue, this time hitting the white ball perfectly breaking the balls that sat in the middle of the table. 

Instead of moving from your position with the Commander, you shifted your hips that remained pressed into his jeans. Slowly turning your head to look back at him, “How was that?”, your eyes slightly hooded as made eye contact.

Graves’ hands moved from your arms to your waist as he guided you to stand up straight, now facing him. He leaned in slightly so you were sure to hear him, “Better than I could've imagined darlin’”, the smirk on his face showed you that he was well aware of what the both of you were doing, and it wasn't a game anymore. 

“You gonna take your turn cowboy?”

“Well,” he let out a sigh, “not sure if I’m interested in the game anymore, I’d rather just talk with you”

“That so, Graves?”, he chuckled at your teasing. His hands still rested on your waist, lightly pushing you up against the pool table. “And, where did you want to talk to me?” 

“I would say this bar is a bit too crowded for a good conversation, you agree?”, you nodded in response, “So I was thinking we can go back to base maybe, that sound good?”

“I must be special if the Commander wants to talk with me!” you gave Phillip a toothy grin as you played dumb on why the pair of you were going back to his. Instead of giving him a chance to respond you grabbed his hand dragging him through the bar again, and out the front door. 

Luckily neither of you had finished your drinks so you were both safe to drive, Philip being a gentleman offered to be the one to do so. The two of you were now in his pickup truck heading back to the base, the radio was quiet and his hand rested lightly on your inner thigh.

“Can I ask you somethin’?”, Graves turned down the radio to almost silent now. 

“Mhm?”

“What changed?”, he looked over at you quickly before returning his attention back to the road. 

“You mean with us?”

“Yeah, you’re smart, you know what I've been doin’ darlin’,” he laughed to himself, recalling the months of pining after you. 

“I’ve always liked you, Phil, I just can’t imagine dating the Commander, let alone dating,” your hand now resting on the nape of his neck, you looked over at him as he drove, lightly scratching his hair with your nails. 

“Not your thing? Dating?”

“Easiest way not to get hurt,” with your free hand, you lightly tapped on your temple.

The truck finally pulled into the base, Phillip looking over at you now, “I wouldn't dream of hurtin’ you doll, you know that?” 

“Doesn't everyone say that?” you gave him a sad smile.

“I mean it, I can see you’re lonely”, Graves taking your hand in his as he lightly stroked your thumb, before placing a small kiss on the back of your hand. He didn't give you a chance to respond before he hopped out of the truck, moving to the passenger side to open your door, giving you his hand to help you out. 

The pair of you walked back through the Shadows’ base closely next to each other, this time you reciprocated the feeling of wanting to be near Phillip. His hand snuck around your shoulder, pulling you closer, your head rested on his shoulder, just like how it had earlier in the night. This time you didn't pull away. 

Phillip stopped in the hallway abruptly, turning you to face him, “I'm right here, I've been waitin’ for ya to pull me in doll, just say it, and I'm all yours,”

“I don't do relationships, Graves”, your eyes drifting to the ground. 

“How about you give it a chance? Think it over for me, and then decide”, a small smile crept onto his face as he pulled you in for a hug, placing a small kiss on the top of your head. 

“Give me a day or two, yeah?” you looked up at him before breaking the hug, patting his chest before walking away, Phillip stood now alone in the hallway hoping he wouldn't be stuck waiting forever.

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Disclaimer not proofread! if you see something pls lmkk

Thank you all for bearing with me this weekend it was a bit crazy for me, I hope you all enjoyed this :)))

[voidvannie]

˗ˏˋ 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 & 𝐆𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐒 🦋🍀 ˎˊ˗

⋆✩⋆ ─── 🎶long drives, blue skies, straight to the horizon. dancing in the rain, even through all the lightening!🎶 - Always Been You, Michael Sanzone

⋆✩⋆ ─── pairing : luke hughes x charlotte lazar

⋆✩⋆ ─── always been you masterlist main masterlist

⋆✩⋆ ─── in which . . . curtis doesn’t know how to feel when he catches the youngest hughes brother and his little sister flirting when they first meet.

⋆✩⋆ ─── feel free to send in any request for things you want to see in this series, or in any of the other series on my page. Or if you just want to share some thoughts about what you read, or if you want to talk about oc's!

𝚃𝚆𝙸𝚁𝙻𝚂 & 𝙶𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙻𝙴𝚂. ┊

“Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!” Charlotte rushes down the stairs, quickly jumping onto her older brother's back as he goes to open the front door. "Wait!"

"Charlotte!" Curtis laughs loudly, catching her by the thighs so that she doesn't hit the floor, "What the hell?!"

"Can I please, please, please, please go with you today? I need new pictures for a project." The blonde clings to her older brother so that she doesn't fall.

"Yes, but I'm gonna be late if you don't hurry and get your stuff. I'm giving you ten minutes to get everything you need before I walk out the door and you Uber to the rink."

"I'll be quick!" She drops from his back and races up the stairs so that she can get her phone and everything else she may need.

"Let her move in. We'll have a built-in babysitter any time we need one." Curtis turns to Reanne who sat on the couch, "She's a literal child at heart still."

Reanne laughs, looking down at Owen who is seated next to her, "Aunt Charlie is silly, isn't she?" She tickles his stomach 'causing the little boy to let out a couple of giggles.

"I'm ready!"

Charlotte follows her brother down the hallway of the ice rink, eyes glued to her phone screen as she texted her best friend Benson back about her coming to a show of his in LA in a couple of weeks to take pictures for him since his usual photographer had gotten sick.

"Stay right here. Let me make sure nobody naked in there." Curtis stops her from following him into the locker room, ducking inside to see if his teammates were dressed before calling for her to come inside.

"Charlie!" Multiple voices call out the girl's name as she steps inside, camera resting around her neck, a dazzling smile painted across her face.

“Hey!” The blonde greets them back, fist bumping a few of the older players while hugging all the ones that she was close too.

“Charlie, this is Jack’s little brother, Luke.” Curtis puts his hand on his sister’s back as he moves her towards the boy. “Luke, my little sister, Charlie.”

“Hey, nice to meet you.” Luke smiles shyly at the blonde, shaking her hand.

“Nice to meet you.” She smiles, a giggle slipping past her lips causing her brother who was walking towards his cubby to pause.

“Did she just—?” Dawson leans forward, eyes wide as he looks towards the girl.

Nico nods, “She just giggled.”

“Yeah, no.” Curtis shakes his head, turning back to push his sister towards the door, “We have to finish getting ready, go find Lindy and tell him what you’re doing.”

“But I—,”

“No.”

“So, do you always work with the team?” A voice spoke up as Charlotte was taking a picture of Jack and Nico joking around.

Looking up from her camera, she finds Luke leaning against the wall separating him from the bench as he stood on the ice.

“I thought they already had a media person?”

“Oh, no, they do.” Charlotte shakes her head, “I go to NYU for film and photography. Lindy and the other coaches let me come in every now and then to film practice or take pictures for class. We had an assignment to photograph a sports team, and luckily enough, my brother plays hockey so it works out.” She shrugged.

“NYU? That your first choice school?”

“What is your brother doing?” Curtis skates up next to Jack and Nico, the three turned towards where Luke and Charlotte were talking.

“Looks Iike he’a flirting with her.” Nico snickers at the look flashing across Curtis’ face.

“No.” Jack shakes his head, “Luke is too shy and awkward to flirt with anybody.”

“Ohhh, there’s another giggle.” Dawson skates up next to the slowly forming group, eyes fixated on the two twenty year olds.

Charlie giggles at something that Luke says as she twirls the ends of her hair around her finger.

Alex is next to skate up with a teasing smile on his face, “And there she is with their twirl.”

“Is she — she’s giving him her phone!” Jack’s jaw dropped as Charlotte takes her phone out of her back pocket, passing it over to Luke who begins typing.

“Baby Hughes and Baby Lazar, I can see the wedding now.” Nico laughs, patting his teammate on the shoulder.

Curtis sighs, watching his little sister take her phone back, still giggling and twirling her hair. “At least it’s not Jack.”

“What? Hey!”

[thependragonarchives]

William T. Spears -- My Personal Headcanons

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ- Things I give William in my canon ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-

✧ William, in life, was constantly pressured to uphold impossible standards in order to be treated the same as he elder brother, Thomas. In death, this has transferred into William pushing Academy students, strict and unrelenting. The only difference is that William makes sure the students are rewarded properly for their hard work, when he was never given the time of day.

✧ One of the lower managers in the Management Branch. You know how a store has like, a General Manager, and then the Assistant manager, then the rest of the managers?? William is essentially the guy who does 60 hours overtime but has never gotten past beginning manager no matter how hard he tries, so he's just settled into his role.

✧ Takes the duty of a reaper seriously, because he's seen what happens to those who cannot be 'reformed'. Yes, he pushes hard, and seems strict, but it's all for the betterment of his team. Becoming a part of the Management Branch means seeing some things the Higher Ups don't allow the regular reaper to see.

✧ 'Detach yourself from your emotions' has become one of William's main teaching methods, due to emotions being one of the main reasons workers 'desert' the Dispatch. Being emotionally attached to a soul and thinking of changing things? It'll get you to the Reformation center. Being mournful on the job, clouded by grief when reaping? You would be distracted, and the soul would have a chance to fight back, ending with the reaper gaining the Thorns. Hesitating because of fear? A chance for something to hurt you. Reaping comes first, and William encourages putting the job before your own feelings (regardless on if that's healthy or not).

✧ Mostly blind without his glasses, and uses a cane (or scythe on the field, even though he loathes using his death scythe as such. He's too stubborn to use either when undercover.) as a mobility aid, alongside constant migraines. (Medical couldn't get the bullet out of his head entirely, and might've accidentally damaged some of his brain more.) He goes to physical therapy once a week for his leg, but usually only spends one day a year at Medical for his nerve damage.

✧ Two specific special interests: Avian psychology (specifically the cognitive abilities of carrier pigeons) and Greek Mythology. He keeps several pigeons/doves in his Dispatch Mandated Residence, to observe and cherish (a fantail pigeon named Henrietta is his licensed emotional support animal), while also gathering several different renditions of the same Greek mythos. He has three prized copies of the Iliad, and two handbound copies of the Odyssey.

✧ Whenever he has free time, which is…rare, William does bookbinding! Grell has come to him wanting photo albums made, or repairs to her favorite romance novels, and William gladly takes the time to create new covers/repair the leatherbound ones. Each book he binds is unique, and William will never do the same design twice.

✧ Autistic. William is very specific about many things, needing it done certain ways or else it's all Wrong. Food, however, is the worst for him to handle. None of his food can touch or it'll taste bad, it has to be arranged a certain way on his plate or else it'll look gross, it cannot be ADJUSTED or else it'll all taste bad, and he has to be the one to make it because it'll taste bad otherwise. So things like William eating something Grell made, or sharing Ron's food, are huge signs of trust/comfort in their relationships. Because his brain puts what they give him in the same category of 'I made this so it's okay to eat :]'.

✧ He fake-smiles with too much teeth (akin to a stressed chimpanzee). It's more like a grimace than anything (and usually forced). His true, genuine smiles are always with his mouth closed, and are a lot more subtle than his coworkers. He covers his mouth with his hand when he laughs.

[finalgirlkateausten]

“I just got up too fast” for teen!sam please if you so desire?

Canon just gave me the perfect angsty opportunity for Sam to open up to the team about her history and her ED... and I've already established grief is a trigger for those habits... so have some adult Sam reaching out to her support system when she starts to relapse :))) TW for discussion of eating disorders and ED recovery, and some comments on body image.

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"Sam!"

"Woah, Carter!"

Despite the fact that she'd intended to get off the floor, when Sam blinks the spots out of her vision she's still seated amongst the insurmountable stacks of books, journals, and paraphernalia they'd all been trying to clear out of Daniel's office. In fact, the way she's sprawled over the floor, articles and folders underneath her, suggests her descent had been less than controlled. As does the fact that Janet and Jack are both standing over her, looking concerned.

"Major Carter." Teal'c tilts his head, looking down from his seat at Daniel's desk. "Are you not well?"

She groans, shaking her foggy head. "I'm fine, guys. I just got up too fast."

Janet gives her a hand this time, and Sam lets her hold onto her arm until she's sure she's steady on her feet. "Want me to check you out?"

She smirks. "If you thought that was necessary, I'd be in the infirmary by now."

"Maybe we just need a break," Jack suggests. "This is... hard work." A frown pulls at his lips. Sam takes a shaky breath.

Slowly, Janet lets go of Sam and straightens her skirt, rumpled from sitting on the floor and then, presumably, diving when Sam had fainted. "That's not a bad idea. Sam, if you're sure you don't need anything..."

Sam nods habitually, because the empty numbness she's felt since Daniel's death is preferable to the pain of digging into the materials of his life. As soon as she processes that thought, though, she pinches her arm, hard, and calls out to the others. "Actually--"

They all turn back to her expectantly. Her cheeks flush, but she pushes on. "Do any of you feel like grabbing some random food and hiding out in my lab. I... the mess is a little overstimulating right now." Not a lie. "And sometimes I prefer eating with other people."

Prefer, sure. Sometimes, it's the only way she can eat.

It takes less than ten minutes for the four of them to settle in her lab, safe and sterile and free from reminders of Daniel. No, that's a lie-- everything reminds her of Daniel. But being in her own space is... better.

Jack hands her a dish of blue jello. Teal'c is un-stacking several containers of the various warm offerings. Janet hands her a carton of orange juice and another one of apple with a smile. "I'm glad you suggested food. I had half a mind to check your blood sugar while you were all laid out."

"Low," Sam mutters, spooning jello into her mouth. She likes the feel of it, but her brain isn't in the mood for dessert right now. And her body-- well she doesn't know what her body wants. Even all these years later, her stomach detaches from her mind far too easily.

"Sorry, Carter," Jack apologizes, making her raise her eyebrows at him. "I know you forget to eat sometimes. I shoulda said something."

She shakes her head. "Not your fault, it just... happens." She opts for some of the mashed potatoes, a nice and neutral-- but filling-- food. "It's, um. Been kind of bad lately. I guess I should've seen it coming..."

Janet tilts her head. "What do you mean?"

She stares at her plate, taking methodical bites, inhaling after every swallow. She's in her lab, with her team. This isn't a rocky dining room table with her father staring her down from his seat at the head. She's eating because she wants to, because it's important.

"After, um, my mom died," she says quietly, "I just kind of... stopped eating. It was... a while... before anyone noticed. Long enough that it took, um. A few years for things to get back to normal."

"I have participated in mourning customs that involve fasting until the ceremonial celebration of the dead," Teal'c offers. "Is this not a similar event of which you speak?"

"Um, no." Sam takes a long drink of juice. "I think, if I had seen a shrink way back then, it would've been called an eating disorder."

"Jesus, Carter," Jack mutters, and she hopes he can't see the trepidation overwhelming her as she bares herself to them. "You were, what, thirteen? You must've been a goddamn twig."

"I'm better now," she insists. "Now that I... understand it. I mean, priorities, right? I have to want to take care of myself." She looks down at her food. "It's just... getting hard again."

Janet cocks her head, her eyes illuminated with understanding. "Is it easier to eat with other people? Some patients find it harder."

"It's better if other people are eating," Sam confirms, picking up a strip of bacon from Jack's collection of breakfast food. Maybe at some point in the future, she'll admit to someone how humiliating it had been in the early days, to have her dad watch her like a hawk over his mug of black coffee as she painstakingly worked her way through a bowl of oatmeal. But this is just a meal shared between friends, and it's okay. She's already feeling a little better. "Now... I can recognize when I'm eating that it tastes and feels good, and I'm coming back to myself. It's mostly just the hunger cues I have trouble with."

"Always thought that was just 'cause your brain was too full of quantum physics," Jack offers with a snort. "Would it help if I, I dunno, had some protein bars in my pockets offworld? I mean, I already do, but do you want someone mentioning it every now and then? Or do you just want us to accept this and move on?"

"I mean." She gestures to their current set-up. "I don't know what kind of coping mechanisms you have going for you, but I might need a little extra help for now."

"I am always willing to feast with you, Major Carter," Teal'c declares. "Perhaps getting off the mountain would be enjoyable. You can show me some of your favorite human restaurants. I am already familiar with Colonel O'Neill's propensity for grilled meat."

"And I keep Gatorade in the infirmary," Janet adds. "It's always in the nutritional fridge. You're welcome to it, just to have a little something extra when you're hunkered down in the lab."

Sam grins. "I do love Gatorade. The yellow one specifically."

"I have everything except red," Janet confirms.

"Y'know, I think Teal'c had the right idea," Jack says, around a mouthful of probably-stale hamburger. "We should go for ice cream. Get some fresh air."

Sam takes a bite of pizza. "That sounds like a great plan."

They pick their way through the rest of the food, and she doesn't even feel bad about the leftovers. On their way up in the elevator, Jack squeezes her arm. Sam's heart does something weird but not painful in her chest.

"You ever need anything else, Carter, you let us know," he says softly. "We wanna keep you around."

She leans her head against his shoulder in spite of herself. "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

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[honoosenshi]

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this   here   is   rei's   po.kem.on   team   !!   i   wanted   to   hone   in   on   her   psychic   abilities   &   so,   espeon   &   medicham   are   here.   for   cute   feels,   espeon   was   an   eevee   she   had   ever   since   she   was   a   little   girl.   of   course,   there's   braxien   &   rapidash   for   a   fire   type.   braxien's   animations   in   the   games   bring   to   mind   the   tsundere   archetype   to   some   degree,   so   it   fits.   

she'd   technically   have   two   corviknights   as   a   reference   to   phobos   &   deimos.   &   lastly,   despite   being   a   water   type,   milotic   is   the   perfect   fit   based   on   rei's   aloof   beauty;   also   rei   is   kind   &   sees   past   appearances,   so   yes,   she'd   love   its   pre-evo   feebas   DEARLY.   that   ugly,   ugly   little   fella.

tagged by : @aijousenshi ( thank you love !!! ) tagging : whoever else is interested !! feel free !!

[pyotrkochetkov]

ofc my notifications are on for you this blog literally keeps me alive!! i’ve been thinking about this scenario a lot, and it gets really spicy, but y’all need to let me know if you’re interested in this.

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Andrei didn't know what was going on with him. He couldn't understand what had changed. He had been in Raleigh for a while now, and he loved it but it still got lonely sometimes. He loved his job, teammates, and fans, but at the end of the day, he always went to sleep by himself. He had tried to fill that void with a million girls, with being the last person at the rink, with the cheering from the crowds, but it just didn't do the trick. That's why when he met you, he realized you were the closest person to him that reminded him of family. You lived so differently from him - went to school and worked on your internship, had a close knit group of friends, cooked and grounded yourself in your free time while he spent most of his trying to forget how quiet his apartment was. He really cherished you; of course he had thought about you in that way, but he didn't want to ruin the bond you shared - whenever he felt the impulse, he could just match with a girl and have her over in 30 minutes to make him forget about you, momentarily at least. It all started when Rod announced - "We are thinking about organizing a family and friends roadie. We do mentors and moms every year, and we thought you guys could use an extra fun trip at this point in the season. If everyone is okay with that and has someone to bring, a friend or family member to introduce to your teammates, let us know and we'll do it". The locker room filled with cheer and enthusiasm, and Andrei couldn't help but awkwardly smile - another reminder that he couldn't bring his brother, his best friend; all of his friends in Russia wouldn't make it, no matter how quick he booked a flight. He was absolutely fucked.

The next morning, while on the bus on the way to the next game, his teammates noticed something was off. “I just..ugh. I don’t have many friends here to bring. I don’t know what I will do.”. Martinook and Jarvy looked at each other, making the realization. Yes, the kid had been here for years now, but he was incredibly devoted to his craft and spent most if not all of his time with them or on the ice: they were his family. That’s until Pyotr, eavesdropping, popped up from the seats behind them. “You have friend. Y/N.” Everyone looked at each other, confused as to who this girl was, one they had never heard of. Andrei’s eyebrows dropped, face blushing, and he turned his gaze back to the window. “Who is.. um.. Y/N, Svechy?” the boys asked, trying their best to hide the smirks on their faces. Pyotr tried his best to explain, “Best friend. Always together.”. Andrei snapped back at Pyotr in Russian, and the two started an intelligible conversation for a couple of minutes, while his teammates curiously observed. It all ended with Pyotr, rolling his eyes and looking at the rest of the team, now all gathered around the little group. Andrei felt the pressure, just couldn’t even attempt to explain the asinine idea Koochie was bringing up to his teammates, one that made the pit in his stomach grow bigger and bigger. “You bring Y/N. Perfect for trip.” If any of the boys wanted to say anything, the conversation ended with Rod, a couple of rows forward and eyes focused on his newspaper, announcing “Bring the girl, kid. It’s only a week and now we all want to meet her. End of story.” 

Shit.

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should I keep it going? should I post this on a side blog? I have a lot more to this and it gets so dirty lol. lmk. ily n I hope you have a great day.

-thirsty andrei anon ଘ✩(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ੈ✩‧₊˚

oh my god YES, KEEP GOING PLEASE I LOVE THIS CONCEPT

you’re always free to send in any of your thots here (❤️) but if this is longer it might just be easier to put it all in a blog post. i’m not sure how much you have planned but now i NEED to know 😈

[rcngades]

pour some sugar on me | team free will

things never—righted themselves after traumatic experiences. they settled like moving parts of an old house. fresh hurts fell into place beside aged bones, fashioning themselves into makeshift sinew. it salted doorways, it bled ruby, it stained fingertips. it was always there, dogging every movement, begging attention and confrontation without taking no for an answer. trauma was a house with no exit; you move into the neighborhood and you don’t get out without dishing out hundreds to some quack who’ll diagnose you with daddy issues.

the trick was to ignore all of that.

dean was getting real good at it.

he tapped his thumbs to the rhythm of smoke on the water, lips puckered to exaggeration in mouthing the words. the wooden chair groaned under his full weight as he tipped back onto its hind legs, its cheap lines digging into his back. the summer heat easily beat out the motel’s shitty air conditioner, thickening the air into an oppressive weight. the sheen of sweat sticking to dean’s skin was only just disappearing, after nearly an hour in the room. he was still sporting some unattractive pit stains and—on another note—some scruff that could stand to be shaved off his chin.

it made its way onto his to do list. as soon as the girls got back.

his eyes snuck up to the wall-mounted clock again. letting claire and becky go on the food run was so stu—no. they were adults, jesus. adults who wanted to stretch their legs and get a bit of air. adults with driver’s licenses, common sense, and a couple of pocket knives, just in case. dean sped up the tapping of his thumbs, skin chafing against the denim of his jeans. he rocked his neck to the tune playing out over the radio and dropped his gaze back to the door. 

just because he’d been to hell didn’t mean anyone else was going. being out of his sight didn’t mean they were automatically in danger.

if anyone was as tense as he was, they did a damn good job of not showing it. pam lounged on one of the beds with its questionable bedding, flipping through an outdated magazine. anna scribbles pretty script onto a yellow notepad, having muttered something about a deadline when she woke up this morning. how she was keeping up with her job and the impending end of the world was beyond dean, but—angels. what couldn’t they do? jo was doing a recount of their weaponry, the way she did every time they made a stop. he didn’t know how to tell her to stop doing that; it was anxiety-inducing to think that something might be missing. but he had a feeling it calmed her, so he turned away from it.

before his mind could bend itself any further, the door creaked open. “we’re back!” claire cheered, happier than she’d been when she left. “and look—we brought games!” true to her word, they carried more than just a few bags of burritos; they had an assortment of plastic bags from local stores. dean was silently proud of claire for buying the stuff instead of outright stealing it; her small klepto stint had left its marks on her and they were still trying to ease her out of it. within reason, anyway. 

“we figured we could have a game night,” she rambled, kicking the door closed with her foot. “we haven’t had one of those, even though we’ve been through so much. so i thought it might make us feel a little better? and i even brought nail polish and makeup, so we could do makeovers! and we got cucumbers and face masks, too.” coming to an end, she hesitated, the line of her shoulders deflating before she shoved them back into place. “my parents and i used to do this. when had game nights all the time. i didn’t like them so much when i got older, but i mean...” she exchanged a look with becky. “it can’t hurt, right?”

[zu-is-here]

Hello again Zu! Don't worry about late replies, I mean, look at me now :"D. Sorry for not replying earlier, usually when I'm going reply your answers something always shows up (ಥ﹏ಥ). In the meantime we haven't talk, have you already played Deltarune? I haven't, yet. And lately I'm seeing a lot about this new meme about Susi asking Kriss: "KRISS WHERE THE (D)UCK IS THIS PLACE?" Or something like that xD.

About the violin, playing the instruments is hard indeed, and a trauma for some of us, but at the end it's really worth the beautiful sound someone can produce with practice :"D. And I also hope I can fix Sebastián soon (´⌒｀｡). by THE WAY, YOU PLAY THE OCARINA? -insert Ocarina of time memories here, I haven't played the game tho ajxjsjx- THAT'S BEAUTIFUL- Wind instruments are so beautiful sounding (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`). DO YOU ALSO PLAY KALIMBA? CAN YOU MARRY ME PLEASE? (?) I have a kalimba at home, and it's actually my sister's, but sometimes she burrows me her instrument and I like to play The last airbender OST's in it :"D. It's such a beautiful instrument and I love its sound (♡˙︶˙♡) it's very relaxing.

About the chinese manwha, I was reading Silent Lover. It's about a mute boy named Chen Yu that is sent to the King of Zhen Bei's palace in place of the daughter of the family he serves as a slave. He is send there as a concubine in place of the daughter because the King is know for killing the 9 concubines he had before, and the family sends him as concubine instead of Chen Ruo Fei (the daughter) to avoid that, so Chen Yu has to pretend he is a woman and tries to survive.

The manwha is not bad, it has good things as the evolution Chen Yu has across the history. But sadly at the very end the principal couple falls in the cliché of being given "roles" of "the woman" and "the men" of the relationship, being both of them males, and it also romanticized a bit the abusive relationship of Chen Yu and the emperor. But like I said before, not everything was bad. Because the art was just, oOOOOF. BEAUTIFUL.

THE ART WAS SOMETHING I LOVED A LOT, AND THE CHARACTER DESIGNS AS WELL. Now I'm going to read a Thousand autumns. So i'm going to prepare my tears.

WHAT ABOUT YOU ZU? HOW HAVE YOU BEEN THESE DAYS? Have you maybe hang out with your friends? (oﾟ▽ﾟ) The old lady is alright? And how it's work as well? :0

I send you lots and lots of love, hugs and muaks Zu, you're very beloved by all of us! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ don't ever forget that!

— Waffle and oreos anon ★

OMG I was answering your first ask when you sent the new one?? Are you reading my mind?? XD

Hii again!╰(*´︶`*)╯☆

Guess I broke all the records since you had to message me the second time omg— I didn’t do it on purpose tho! (ówò) Please forgive me for that, for big messages are hard for me to reply, but it's never your fault ♡ And don’t apologize! >:3 Let's say we're even, to not worry about the time anymore heheh ☆ Don't mind this big text of mine and feel free to reply as you want!

I haven't played Deltarune since that time, so many things to do instead :'D Oh that meme! It's gonna be legendary XD

I can feel you! (>3<) Some lessons were literally torture... How's Sebastián? *^* I haven't played this game either but yeah!! I was inspired by Wadanohara game <3 Wind instruments are much harder tho... Pfff throwing a shoe would be too effective xd Noo I haven't learned to play the kalimba yet! /// WAIT do YOU play it?? (*⁰▿⁰*) Awww I'd love to hear it! ♪

Wow— this sounds intriguing! ☆ Gotta look into (*ﾟ∀ﾟ*) I'm glad you enjoyed the story itself despite the ending <3 It reminded me of the manhwa "My heart beats" where a guy joins the women's water polo team while pretending to be a girl (wears a swimsuit and inserts silicone breasts xd). And he falls in love with another girl... In short, a very good story (*´꒳`*) Prepare your tears for another worthy manhwa! (òwó)

MOCHI THE KITTY?? \(//∇//)\ Awww congrats!! How did it happen? (°▽°) How is da baby girl doing??

I'm so happy to hear you liked the comic, thank you a looot! (〃ω〃) Oh it's alright! Don't be sorry <3

"Can we catch up until the morning?" is what Cross asks Dream to cheer him up after his "...Like none of this ever happened." Dream says this with bitterness cause their past together was turbulent (running away from Nightmare, quarrels, Dream's corruption, etc.), and they just didn't have enough time and opportunities to spend it enjoying each other calmly.

Real life has come, then family, and their time is running out. So Cross invites Dream to do things they couldn't do back then (like eating nice cream in Undertale? Why not? ;D) But they only have time until the morning — they have too little options to spend this night outside, in the Multiverse, unique and unforgettable.

Dream summons a staff and opens a portal [white background]: he asks the birthday boy to make a wish — to choose where he wants to be and what he wants to do. (His magic is fueled by positive emotions, guess it's gonna be something exciting~ (spoiler: there'll be another episode, in Underlust) ☆

Yep! I had fun with my family last weekend, hope to have fun with my friends too when they get well <3

Koshka's doing great ;D Every morning she wakes me up pocking her nose in my face and grumbling if I don't get up as fast as possible xd

Work's been great too! And Inktobertale's going really good with all needed breaks as well heheh (ùwú)☆

You're always being so nice to me (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) Thank you so much for your letters and kind words, it means a lot to me and I keep them in my heart ♡

How are you doing? *^* How's your family? I really hope everything's going good for you, but if you ever need someone to talk to sooner, please don't hesitate to DM me! Lots of love <3

And take care of yourself, cause somebody...╰(*´︶`*)╯