#😭😭😭 oh my god i was being so dramatic over nothing oh my fucking god

[b0mblover]

hello chat,

saner j here in the flesh prision,

please disregard my last two posts,

i was being very over dramatic over quiet literally nothing!

i am not going to kms!

however,

i have been given permission to draw a friend with boobs.

i am extremely joyous!

(i dont know how to draw boobs)

[kestisvrse]

you don’t know me

pairing ⋆ spidey!luke castellan x gn!reader au. fluff with a bit of angst. friends to lovers.

synopsis ⋆ spider-man appears at your window for help, and accidentally reveals his identity.

warnings ⋆ blood descriptions, stitching, swearing, stranger danger tbh, bit dramatic(?), kinda rushed i apologize | wc: 2.5k

a/n ⋆ i hate the ending of this so feel free to not read it😭😭

♫ - jackie and wilson by hozier

1:33am

it was hard trying to stay awake at this time, sound of the rain against your window and the soft snores of your roommates made it was easy to focus on closing your tired eyes instead of looking over all the notes scattered on your desk, it seemed nothing could stop you from drifting off to the peaceful place despite the thought of your sore neck in the morning from being slouched over your desk, but three taps against your window made your eyes shoot open.

he regretted it immediately, as he watched your head rise from the desk, but what else could he do? he gripped his side as he watched you mumble to yourself at the sight of spider-man on your fire escape, but you quickly opened the window.

“what the fuck?” you whisper at the sight, the heavy rain began to cover your window sill and floor but you didn’t even notice.

“hi, um i know this must seem very odd..” the superhero in front of you trailed off as you let him in, “shit, i’m bleeding on your carpet.”

“what- oh shit!” you gasp, noticing the giant gash he gripped on his torso, without a second thought you grabbed his hand and dragged him into your private bathroom, pushing him to sit on the toilet as you rummaged in your cupboards, as you pulled out a first-aid kit, you rummaged for supplies, “can i ask why the hell spider-man is bleeding in my bathroom right now?”

“i- i lost a lot of blood, i wouldn’t have been able to make it to my place in time.” he lied, “not to sound creepy but i saw your light on and.. and i needed help.”

“can you take the top half of your suit off?” you ask, washing your hands, as if you hadn’t even acknowledged what he had said. he nods, unzipping the back and removing his arms from the sleeves, letting the suit rest at his waist, his mask still hiding his identity, “this will hurt.” you warn, even though he had definitely experienced worse than a wound being wiped down.

but still he winced, clenching his jaw, as you realized it wasn’t just a cut, he had been stabbed.

“thank god you stumbled across a med-students dorm.” you mumble to yourself, trying to lighten the mood as you get ready to stitch his side together, as he went to laugh at your comment he was interrupted by a groan of pain emitting from his throat.

“i know it hurts, but try to be quiet. if you wake clarisse, my roommate up, she will not make this situation any better.” you say, luke holds back a laugh knowing it was definitely true, he bites down on his lower lip as you stitch him up. luckily it was a shallow cut,.

you worked in silence, occasionally broken up by strewn out swears and winces from the superhero, biting your lip in concentration. as you tied together the final stitch you let out a breath you hadn’t even realized you were holding.

“okay, the hard part is done.” you informed him, wiping down any excess blood that stained his skin.

“thanks.” he mutters weakly, moving to adjust his posture but immediately freezing as pain shoots up his body.

“stay still.” you say, “i still have to bandage it.” pulling out medical tape and gauze out of your medical bag, he felt as your hands occasionally slipped off the white bandage and touched his stomach. the pain almost subsided as the feeling of your fingertips burned into him. wrapping the bandage around his torso and taping it down you lean back on your knees, letting out a sigh.

he focuses on you as you stand, washing blood off your hands in the sink before cleaning up your supplies, you glance at him catching him staring, as he pretends to admire your bathroom as if he hadn’t been in here before.

“um-“ he clears his throat, “sorry for bleeding on your floor.” he mentioned, guilt evident in his voice.

“s’okay, i didn't like that carpet much anyways.” you say, which was a lie. luke remembered vividly how happy you were to get what you called, ‘the best rug ever’ for your room, his brows furrow.

you lean back against the bathtub, letting out a sigh, he goes to move but you nudge him with your foot, “don’t go just yet, won’t be good to swing on new stitches.” you explained to him, as he leaned back against the back of the toilet.

his breathing was sharp and inconsistent as his stomach stung in pain, his eyes squeezed shut, “the only thing i have for pain is like advil and tylenol. i don’t know if that helps with stab wounds though.” you spoke up, he shakes his head in response.

“i’ll be fine, just- just need to catch my breath.” to which you nodded in response.

“can i get you water?” you suggest, quickly standing as a ‘please’ is heard from under the mask, him suddenly noticing the scratchy and dry feeling of his throat. you rush out the room, tiptoeing into the kitchen to grab water for the superhero, as you return and hand it to him, you spin around so he can remove his mask.

his face was red as he watched you carefully, slipping his mask above his nose to gulp down the glass. scared you’d spin around to discover it was your friend bleeding out in the bathroom.

but you didn’t, as he pulled the mask back down and placed the cup on the counter, is when you turned and returned to your spot on the floor, bringing your knees to your chest.

he begins to shuffle uncomfortably on the toilet, breathing harder as his back slouched and his body tensed. the bandages felt tight on him, as he resisted the urge to rip them off, he was quickly distracted as you kneeled in front of him, placing your hand on his exposed wrist.

tingles shot up his body at the feeling of your skin against his again, it felt so odd, knowing he had hugged and brushed past you so many times but this was different, every touch had him blushing as butterflies flew around his stomach, he didn’t know you felt the same way, but with luke, not spider-man.

“control your breathing, your pulse is out of control.” you breathe, your pointer and middle finger pressed against his wrist feeling his pulse.

he began to focus on your breathing, watching as your chest rose and fell while you seemingly seemed focused on the wall of the bathroom. he quickly matched his breathing with yours, sitting up straight as your hand pulled away from him.

“thank you, for helping me.” he stammered, suddenly self conscious of his voice, how hadn’t you recognized it?

“i mean, what else was i supposed to do? there was a superhero at my window sill.” you scoff in disbelief, “it’s fine, i mean, it’s the least i can do for you keeping me- uh new york, safe.” you clear your throat, staring at your hands that rest atop your knees. “can i ask you something?”

his throat dries, “yeah?”

“i mean- obviously don’t answer if it’s too personal or gives away your identity, but.” you tilt my head, “do you like… live a normal life during the day? or are you always spider-man?” you ask cautiously.

he pauses to think about his answer, narrowing his eyes at you, “oh yeah, i-i do have a normal life during the day.” he confesses, the hand that grasped his stomach moves to scratch the back of his neck.

“cool.” you reply, stopping yourself from question him farther.

“you aren’t asking any questions,” he stated quietly, almost in disbelief. as he spoke, he shifted his attention to your face. “i was expecting some like freaked out reactions. but you’re... you’re really chill about this.”

“you have a secret identity for a reason, i wouldn’t want to ruin that for you. you keep the city safe, and that’s all i need to know.” you shrug in response, staring at the white eyes of his mask.

“i mean it’s so crazy.” you say randomly, causing his head to tilt in confusion, “i’ve thought about it before you know, imagine one of my friends was a masked superhero.” he tenses, knowing that in fact it was true, “like my friend luke, he’s always disappearing at random moments.” his eyes widen but you don’t notice because of the mask, chuckling to yourself at the thought.

“yeah, imagine that.” he murmurs in response, suddenly very sweaty in stress.

“how’re you feeling?” you turn your attention back to him.

“still hurts a lot, but i should go now.” he explains, his hand on the counter to steady himself as he stands, “again, thank you so much.”

you walk to the window, opening it and helping him climb out onto the fire escape, “again” you repeat him, “it’s the least i could do.”

4:56pm

you yawn as you open the door revealing luke castellan, bag swung over his shoulder and hair messy from the wind, he gave you a lopsided smile, “ready to study?”

you shake your head as he enters your apartment, “i was studying all night, barely got sleep.” you respond, leading him to your room.

he just nods his head at you in response, cheeks growing hot, sure you were studying, before his alter ego stumbled through your window.

as he walked into your room, he immediately took notice of the spot of your carpet that had been rolled over, to cover the evidence of the blood stain. his stare lingered there, before quickly collecting himself to sit on your bed.

“i made these flashcards for you last night.” you break the silence, holding up pastel green cards, “ready to be tested, castellan?” you tease, plopping onto the bed and leaning against the headboard as he takes his jacket off.

“oh bless you for those.” he praised, comfortably laying down at the end of your feet.

“just admit i’m your favourite person.” you giggle, he rolls his eyes before encouraging you to begin.

thirty minutes past as you tested him, reaching the end before you would swap over, “alright” you clear your throat, “next- luke?” your gaze drifts up from the card.

“yeah?” he asked, waiting for you to continue.

“you’re bleeding.” you point at his shirt, he looks down to find his blue t-shirt slowly bleed red, dripping down his side. immediately, he reacted by pressing down as hard as he could against the wound, a small whimper escaping his lips in the process.

“what-“ you cut yourself off, to look up into his eyes, eyes widening in the process “no fucking way.”

he tore his attention away from his wound, blood seeping into your bed sheets, “i-“ in a flash you’re up from the bed, cards spilling onto the floor as you yank him up causing him to yelp. he sits down on the toilet as you rummage for the first aid kit, again.

“take off your shirt.” you demanded, and despite the surprise this brought him, he didn’t resist. he removed his shirt almost immediately, revealing the bloody coated bandages.

you stared at his chest, the fact that it was the exact same as spider-mans made you wanna scream, but you held back, removing the bandages and staying quiet to patch him up, too scared to speak.

luke stayed silent, staring at you with sad eyes, praying you would forgive him. he winced every so often at the sting of you restitching some stitches that came loose, and rewrapping his stomach with fresh gauze.

your lips pursed together as you washed your hands, refilling the same cup from last night with water and placing it beside him before walking off into your room. luke quickly tugs hair shirt back on, ignoring the blood stain and the pain that shot up his body at the sudden movement, before going to stand in front of you in your room, “i’m sorry.” he whispers.

“you could have died, and it would have been my fault.” you remarked, “can you imagine? spider-man dies in my bathroom and i take his mask off to reveal my best fucking friend.” you scoffed, tears covering your waterline.

his expression softened, as he nudged your foot with his, “but i didn’t.”

“but you could have!” you yell, shooting up to stand in front of him, “jesus luke, this is what you’ve been doing all year? this is why you disappear all the time?” he stares at his shoes as you rub your forehead.

“i’m sorry,” he whispered, a sad expression covering his face, as he blinked rapidly, “i’m sorry for putting you through that. i didn’t mean to worry you.”

“you-you’re spider-man.” you gasp out, in disbelief. your hand clutches your chest as tears roll out onto your cheeks. his hand brushes your bicep as you flinch.

“yeah… yeah i am.” he sighs, guiding you to sit back down on your bed, “i wish i hadn’t come here last night but- i wouldn’t have been able to stitch that up myself.” he sighed as you sobbed into your hands.

“you could have died.” you choke out, repeating yourself before falling into his side, almost on instinct he wraps his arm around you, rubbing your back comfortingly. he knew you wouldn’t respond well if he had ever told you, but he hadn’t thought about how you would feel to him almost dying in your bathroom.

“i’m okay. i promise.” he breathed into your hair, but you just shook your head in response, unable to respond as you tried to catch your breath.

���i don’t care if i am fast asleep, if this ever happens again, you come to me luke, i stitch you up.” you begged, looking up to him teary eyed.

his gaze softens looking at you but nodded in response, “okay, i promise.” his hand hovers over you neck, “i didn’t want to put you in danger or worry you. i would have told you. i was also scared you wouldn’t… wouldn’t look at me the same” he whispered.

“you’re still luke castellan, i still will like you no matter what, you just… you scared the shit out of me.” you sputtered out, not thinking about what you were saying to the boy in front of you, his body tensed.

“like me?” he asks, brows furrowed to see if you meant as friends or.. as more. he got his answer as he watched your eyes widen slightly and you began to stutter, “you… you like me?”

“what- no i meant-“ you shake your head so hard he thought it might spin off, and so he took his chance. the hand that hovered over your neck held your face still as he connected his lips with yours.

you found yourself unable to kiss back in shock, he heats up in embarrassment as he began to pull away, which brought you to your senses as you pulled him back down to press a soft kiss against his lips.

he pulled away for air, leaning your foreheads against each other.

“i can’t believe i accused you of being a secret superhero, while infront of you last night.” you mumbled, as he just laughed in response and shook his head.

“i promise to be more safe, just for you.” he said, leaning in to peck your lips.

[b1mbodoll]

hi sweetie! ill kill every mean anon🫶 hope ur doing okay ><

thinking about the hyungs trying to get won in no nut november and hes just like “i am not doing that shit when i have a hot gf go die”😭like sorry that man gets obsessed with u and u cant convince me otherwise!! dancers hips and stamina too u dont stand a chance 🤭

pairings: yang jungwon x f! reader

warnings: silliness + no nut november + creampies + praise + breeding + pregnancy ment ?

💌: thank u for defending my honor, lovebug <3 and thx to u im havin so many NNN ideas T_T help

thinkin’ about you challenging wonie to hold out for no nut november ‘nd he can’t believe his ears like !!! you expect him to hold out for a whole MONTH?? he’s so infatuated with you he can’t go a day without burying his cock ballsdeep in your cunt <3

but you have him wrapped around your pinkie so he decides to try for you! he’s so dramatic n down so bad, he’s at the gates of hell 😭 texts you every day begging for spare pussy bc he’s a weak man! and you know he loves stuffing you full of his cum n breeding you, so you just tell him to wait n that it’ll be worth it because he’s saving his cum for u and it’ll “def be a thick load, wonie!” n the giddiness in your voice at the thought of him knockin’ you up nearly makes him cum </3 but he holds off for you !!!

well he tries to. at day 15 jungwon starts getting too handsy after seeing you walk around in nothing but one of his oversized shirts and panties, pawing at your tits and pulling you on his lap whenever you walk by him, grinding his clothed cock against you and moaning at the stimulation. his voice is whiney and breathy and so sexy, you can’t deny him any longer.

he doesn’t even bother going to your bedroom, he just lays you beneath him on the couch, hands clumsy as he undresses himself and tears your panties off, cock leaking so much precum it leaves a wet sheen on his length. wonie slips his dick inside too quickly and it makes you hiss, his thick cock stretching you out nicely after being empty for so long. “fuck, i missed this pretty pussy,” he groans, dizzy at the feeling of your tight cunt sucking him in greedily. “don’t know how you expected me to hold off for a month, i can’t live without this.”

his praises make your tummy flutter and he’s so pussydrunk they come out like word vomit, his eyes squeezed shut as his pace becomes sloppy, not even pulling out all the way anymore, just grinding his hips into yours while continuing to moan out sweet words.

“so fucking wet, your poor cunt missed me too, huh? missed me fuckin’ my cum into your womb and breeding you? ‘m so close, princess — oh god — need to fuck a baby into you.”

jungwon thrusts into you one last time before his orgasm washes over him, the feeling of his hot cum shooting directly into your womb causing your own climax, shaking and whining as he fucks you through it. he cums so much it feels neverending, painting your innerwalls a creamy white.

you were right, his first load after weeks of not cumming is so insanely thick it spills out of you as soon as he pulls out, globs of his seed making a mess of your cunt and it’s quite a sight, making wonie’s cock twitch.

[catmelonwriting]

Again with me! I have a lot of ideas lately😭

I hope I'm not disturbing you

I request a clingy reader(fem!reader) with Chuuya(can be incest or no, your choice), I will say headcannons or not, so basically, they get in a argument, and Chuuya hits her!!! Out of anger! *gasp* :O

And chuuya tries and will make it up to her

Can be smut!

Angst to Fluff to maybe Smut????

I'll Make It Up To You

Warnings: Fem!reader, Slight manipulation, Hurt/veryminimalcomfort, chuuya being a freaking meanie, I'm much better at hcs but I wanted to practice doing oneshots, Kinda ooc

Characters: Chuuya

A/N: ilysm you are NOT disturbing me 💯 please keep requesting!!! You give me tons of motivation. All I have on this account is smut so I just made it hurt/comfort I hope that's okay 😇😇

Your front door slams, you hear shit falling off the walls and know he must be pissed. You creep down the stairs, tip toeing over to your boyfriend, pulling him into a hug. "Not in the mood." He grumbles, pushing you off by the head.

You wince a little at the pain of him tugging your hair, but say nothing about it. "Did you have a bad day at work?" You ask gently, taking a step back. "Oh my God, can't you just leave me alone? Are you capable of that?!" He snaps, turning around, glaring daggers into your eyes. "..Chuuya.. I just wanted to make sure you're oka-" Smack!

You look up at him, and he stares down with guilty eyes. Neither of you say anything until.. "Chuuya! What the fuck!" You take another step back, trying to stop the tears welling in your eyes from falling. "What is wrong with you??" You yell, your voice squeaky.

"Doll.. I'm sorry. You know I just had a bad day at work." He sounded exasperated. Really? Over him hitting you?? You storm back up the stairs, into your shared bedroom, and lock the door behind you.

You slide down the walls, head in your hands as you contemplate everything that had just happened. Was it really your fault for bothering him? No, it couldn't have been, those ads you see on YouTube.. those billboards on the road, always say it's never the victims fault. But are you really a victim? He only hit you once.. does the really count. You sat here for a minute, your mind pacing.

Your train of thought is broken by a small knock on the door. You stand up immediately to open the door, but you stand in the way of letting him in. He looked guilty, genuinely, really guilty. "Baby girl.. I'm sorry.. I just-" you cut him off. "Yeah, you fucking should be!" You yell, the tears starting to fall from your eyes. "..Isn't that a bit.. dramatic?" He groans.

"Dramatic? You're calling me dramatic now?" You scoff, staring at him in the eye. He sighs. "Bunny.. you know that's not what I meant, please, just let me make it up to you." Bunny, Doll, Babygirl, you were fucking tired of it.

"Stop with the fucking pet names you cunt! I'm pissed at you and you're calling me baby girl?!" You can't help but laugh. You're so angry and it's not funny but you just can't stop laughing. "What is wrong with you?" You ask, watching a pang of guilt in his eyes, "Ill.. um.. ill give you some more time." You swear you could hear his voice getting all squeaky and high pitched too, but you didn't comment on it.

You sat on your bed, contemplating the meaning of your existence, when you check your phone. It had been two hours since he came up to check on you, two hours since you made him feel shittier than he made you. You felt like such a terrible person.

You get off your bed, slowly opening the door and creeping downstairs to the living room where Chuuya is sitting on the couch with a glass of wine and a book. He looked.. unbothered. Meanwhile you had tears and mascara streaming down your face.,

"Chuuya?" You whimper, he looks up, sighs and looks back down at his book, patting the couch next to him. "Come sit down." He mumbles, turning the page. You practically run over to the couch, digging your face into his side, he wraps his arm around your curled body as he sighs and puts the book down, keeping the wine.

"..I'm sorry. What I did was not right. There's no excuse for me to hit you like that." You hear his voice shaking, and you know he feels guilty. "It's okay.." you can't tell if you're telling the truth. You don't know whether it's okay. Can it ever be okay? "I'm sorry too.. for yelling at you and calling you a cunt." You sniffle, feeling, embarrassed? You felt overdramatic, like you needed to stop making a big deal out of such a little thing. It wasn't his fault, he was just stressed.

"Don't stress it." He sighs, leaning back into the couch. "I love you." He mumbles, and you mutter it right back, just like always. "I love you." That was true. And you knew that, and that's all that mattered. You two love each other and sometimes people in love make mistakes. Just keep telling yourself that.

"I'll make it up to you sweets." He mumbles, putting his glass down and laying his head on top of yours. "It's gonna be okay, I won't let this happen again." It feels like he's talking to himself more than you, but you still appreciate the sentiment.

"I love you." You whisper, one more time, before falling into a deep, well needed sleep.

[qtboni]

hi AGAIN.

ugh i cant get out of your fucking page. its like i live here like a rat

im back, hi, have another req bc i just thought of it and needed it in my veins.

how about some comfort from fatherfigure!price? like reader is sad kinda and he helps? maybe reader "accidentally" calls him dad, nothing to /srs

(im mentally okay i swear😭)

idk if you even do price tbh, i haven't seen it on your page tho

anyways i needed to write this somewhere or ill forget and like wither away into nothing or sum shit

im being dramatic. i think.

okay thats it bye bye dearest boni.

(sorry im constently blowing up your asks😭😭)

HAI LOVIE !! THIS WAS SO FUNNY TO WRITE AGHSHS ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LOMG OMG.

╰﹒ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐃 𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 ?

PAIRING: Captain 'John' Price X Reader

C/W: comfort & humor! + gn!reader, explicit words, price playin' wit chu, somebody ate your cake (it was soap don't tell him tho /hj)

W/C: 1.3k

"What's got you looking so down today, sergeant?" Captain Price asked in his usual stern voice as he entered the living room, noticing the dejected look on your face.

You had been sitting on the sofa for hours now, cleaning your holster and moping around. He approached you with a glass of water in hand.

"Somebody ate my cake," you slowly replied, your voice heavy with emotion. You didn't usually get sad over such small things, but today, you feel so tired.

"Are you telling me that you're this upset over a slice of cake?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. Captain Price raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised to hear something like that coming from you.

"I guess I am," you said, your voice barely audible. You shrugged and looked down at your holster, not wanting to admit to being such a crybaby. "I was saving it for this specific rest day to ... indulge myself with sweets.."

Captain Price's expression softened as he placed the glass of water down next to you. He sat down on the sofa next to you and put an arm around your shoulders.

"Listen, sergeant," he said in a comforting tone, "It's okay to be upset about something. Everyone has their own quirks and things that are important to them. And in our line of work, we need to be able to deal with any situation and not let little stuff like this get us down."

"Thanks, Cap'," you said, a hint of embarrassment in your voice. You smiled at him, grateful for the reassurance.

"Any time," He replied with a soft smile. He then stood up and left the room, returning a few minutes later with two fairly large cookies, handing it to you. "Here, this should cheer you up."

"No way," You were overjoyed, your face lighting up with a smile.

"Yes way," He replied, playfully eyeing the cookies then to you. "Have it, yeah?"

"Dad, oh my god," You squealed excitedly, taking a bite out of the cookie, savoring the taste of the sweetness and the tenderness. "This is so sweet of you. Thank you so much!"

Oh no. Dad? Did you just call your captain, 'dad'?

Avoiding the embarrassment of calling your captain 'dad' in a moment of vulnerability, you silently prayed that he hadn't heard it. This was going to be awkward, and the thought of having to explain yourself was making you cringe.

Just play it off...

Now as much as Price wants to give you the other cookie for you to eat, he retracted his hand away from your grabby hands, not letting you get one.

"Cap?" Your hands stay levitated, clearly ready to munch on the cookie on your Captain's grip.

Did he caught on?

"Hm?"

You had to think fast. Change the subject before things got too awkward!

"Are.. are you going to eat that?"

"Nope."

"Then why- actually no, just- isn't that for me?"

"Correct," He chuckles as he continued dangling the pastry infront of you.

Silence.

You stared at him incredulously, your hand visibly itching to just pounce on the cookie and munch on it.

What was your captain doing?

"See, the funny thing is, kid," He trailed off as he waves the cookie back and forth with his hand up in the air. He smirks when your eyes followed the cookie's movement. "I haven't thought much of being a father."

Shit. Play it off...

You hummed in confusion, tilting your head in curiosity.

Where was he going with this? And also, can he just give you the cookie? After all, he gave it to you, right?

Just give me the cookie, dammit.

"Let alone..." He paused and looked at you in the eyes. Shit. "Someone calling me one, aye?"

You feel like you could sink into the ground and vanish from existence. The embarrassment was too much to bear!

"...Who?"

Bye.

Captain Price chuckles at you, "Don't play dumb on me now, sergeant."

Your mind is racing, trying to think of something to say. You stuttered a reply, "I- Capta-"

But before you know it, he interrupts your thoughts with his sharp wit.

"Oh? It was 'Dad' a second ago, wasn't it?" He retorded with a proud smirk playing across his lips, looking at you with an air of amusement and teasing. He knows exactly what to say to get under your skin and he's not afraid to use it to his advantage.

It's clear that he wants an answer, but all you can do is sputter a few incoherent words before retreating back into your shell. You feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration, wishing you could come up with a clever come-back, but the only thing that's clear right now is that Price has you stumped.

"Sergeant?" He calls out to you teasingly, awaiting for your reply to his question.

"Mhm?" You can feel your ears slowly turning red as your Captain's teasing hits a nerve. You can't seem to quite meet his eyes, instead looking at the ground with an embarrassed blush. You fidget with the straps of your holster, unable to quite figure out how to respond.

"Wasn't it 'Dad' a second ago?" Captain Price repeated as he raised an eyebrow, looking at you with a mix of amusement and confusion.

You blush in embarrassment as you realize he wouldn't let you get off easily withyour slip-up. You look down at the ground.

"I'm sorry, sir," You quickly clear your throat, hoping to regain your composure. Still unable to break your gaze from the floor, you mutter, "It won't happen again."

Suddenly, the cookie appeared in your line of vision that was still situated at the ground. You heard your captain sigh and tutted, drawing your attention back to him.

The cookie! The cookie?

He held the cookie out to you, a small smile playing on his lips as he waited for you to accept it. You were initially taken aback, feeling a surge of warmth and gratitude toward your captain.

"Didn't ask for an apology, kid," He said with a playful frown, seemingly amused by the situation. He took your hand and placed the cookie on it, his gaze locking onto yours. "Was just surprised is all, hm?"

"Still," You cleared you throat as straightened your posture and looked up at him, albeit still feeling the sting of embarrassment. "It's my bad."

"Mhm," He hummed softly and raised his hand up to your head. He gently pats your head affectionately, yet his hand ruffled your hair, leaving it disheveled. "Whatever floats your boat, kid."

The soft pat on your head sends shivers down your spine, and you give him a grateful smile.

"Thanks, Cap', again." You beemed up with a smile, raising the cookie to his vision.

He gives a small nod before turning to leave, leaving you with a sense of warmth and contentment that stays with you long after he's gone. You watch as he offered a small wave goodbye and you respond the same, feeling a sense of gratitude for his kindnesses and understanding.

You were about to take a bite out of the delicious cookie he had given you. But just as you were about to revel in the sweet taste, you heard his voice once more calling out to you and startling you.

Turning around, you saw him standing there infront of the doorway, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he continued to speak.

"Though," he began, his voice low but full of laughter spilling through, "The cake's delicious, kid. Would have it again, 10 out of 10," he finished with a wink, and you couldn't help but gape at his leaving form.

What.

"Motherfuc-"

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[i-literally-cant-with-this]

I need a oral F! Reader receiving hanma mini smut so bad😭❤

Nonnyyyy I just discovered my obsession for this asshole (but in the best way???). I hope you like this. Thanks for dropping by & come back anytime!

C/W ::: Hanma x F.reader, M->F oral, M->masturbating, language and overuse of italics, google translate because I'm one of those people (if I botched it in ANY way, please tell me and I'll fix it) "Watashi no hana" = my blossom, "hana" = blossom.

WC ::: less than 600

The slurping sounds Hanma was making between your legs was overly dramatic. Overly dramatic and so deliciously sinful. He wasn't just going down on you. Oh, no. No no no. He was savoring you. He was going above and beyond, devouring every inch of your cunt like if he stopped, you would disappear from his life forever.

He had you on your belly. Face down. Ass straight up in the air. His face planted firmly between your sticky thighs. You made the mistake (kinda?!) of looking back at him and the look in his eyes was nothing short of completely glazed over. He was totally pussy drunk. You had to giggle at how he had the fucked out face. His honey-colored orbs practically crossed in his head.

"Wh- fffuckkk, watashi no hana, you taste ... like ... like fuckin' heaven. He forgot all about you giggling at him and dove back into your slit. Hanma kissed your clit, tending to it so gently you thought you were going to scream.

"God, Hanma." You gasped when he sucked on your clit. "That feels so good."

He hummed against you, the vibrations of his voice only adding to your pleasure. "You expected less from me? Y'know I'm good at eatin' your pussy, hana. Why would I ever deny you the pleasure? Unless you're being a brat. Then you're the one who's gonna choke on my dick, not the other way around. Not - no, you don't have a dick. Never mind. Shut up."

You laughed at him, but he just growled and went back to languidly stroking his tongue on your slit and your clit. "No more talking. Just feel." Hanma pulled back from you, his lips and chin glistening with your juices. He flipped you over so you were on your back.

At some point, he'd pulled his cock out. He stroked it slowly, watching you get comfortable on the bed.

"Don't you want to fuck me?" You asked, pouting.

"Mm. Yes. But first, I want you to cum on my face." Hanma laid down a ways from you, pushing your legs apart. He put his mouth on you again, one arm hooked around your thigh to keep you in place. His other hand was wrapped around his cock, jerking himself off. You were so turned on by the sight of him laying there, face buried in your cunt. He was so desperate for your pleasure that he was getting off on it.

Your orgasm came on quickly. You grabbed a fistful of his black and blond hair, tugging as you felt the waves of pleasure crash over you.

He moaned into your twitching pussy, cumming all over his hand the same time you soaked his face.

"Oh Han, that's ok. It's ok. We can wait a bit." You waved for him to come up and lay with you.

Hanma wiped his face off with his shirt and crawled up the bed, collapsing on top of you. "Sorry?" He said, kissing your neck.

"It's fine. I don't mind waiting." You smiled.

"Wait for what, hana?" He quirked an eyebrow.

"Um, re-refractory ... period?" Saying that, you hoped you didn't embarrass him.

"Refractory period? What the actual fuck is that?" He said, grabbing your arms, pinning them above your head and grinning down at you.

You giggled. "Well, you know, the time it takes to, you know ... get it up again."

"That's the dumbest shit I've ever heard anyone say." You looked down, and it appeared to be the dumbest shit you've ever said

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[freedomfireflies]

are you working on anything right now? if so...can we get a snippet?

Yes!! I'm working on an enemies to lovers piece (equipped with a one bed trope) requested by @victoria-styles! It should be done tomorrow and I'm having so much fun, so I'm very grateful for the idea!! 😭💞

“Oh, for fuck��s sake,” Harry suddenly growls, and you vaguely see the outline of his body as he straightens up from the couch.

Curious, you watch as he stalks over to you, his large hand coming out to snatch onto the blankets and rip them back.

“Shit,” you breathe, recoiling away from the frigid air. “The fuck are you doing—”

“You won’t stop fucking shaking and it’s fucking annoying,” he snaps as he climbs onto the mattress beside you. “Move.”

A tad stunned, you blink at him. “I—seriously, what are you doing—”

“I’m trying to get some goddamn sleep,” he huffs, as if it were obvious. “But I can’t with your fucking teeth making so much goddamn noise. So, I’m gonna fucking hold you until you stop shivering.”

“Like hell you are,” you snort, already wiggling away from him. “The whole fucking point of us finding another room was so that we didn’t have to share a bed. Remember?”

“Yeah, well, that was before your teeth started doing the tango,” he retorts. “Now shut the fuck up and cuddle me.”

“I—Harry. I’m not going to cuddle you, that’s gross—”

“Oh, grow up. God, you are so fucking dramatic. We’re adults—”

“Yeah, but we’re not in fucking Twilight. Okay, Jacob? I don’t need your doggy heat to warm me up—”

“My doggy heat? The fuck does that even mean? I wasn’t gonna hold you doggy style—”

“Yeah, you’re not gonna hold me at all—”

“For fuck’s sake,” he seethes for a second time before his arm is extending across the space between your bodies to latch onto your hip and drag you closer.

You don’t have the time to protest before your face is being squished into his chest as he pulls the blankets back up. 

Your brain is the next thing to freeze as you take a moment to comprehend what the fuck just happened.

And why you aren’t fighting it.

Because much to your dismay…he’s right. Again. Instantly, this is significantly better, and you can already feel the movement return to your toes as you take a deep breath.

And suddenly, you realize that he’s…everywhere. Against you, around you, inside you. Well, his smell is, anyway. The subtle scent of his cologne making a home in your lungs.

And it’s…nice. A masculine vanilla, of sorts. Comforting.

…ew.

And while your first instinct is to reach up and shove him away…you don’t. Instead, your hands come to rest on his chest as you feel each curve and dip of his strong body. Maybe you’re too cold or too tired, but whatever the case, you don’t fight it.

“You can’t do this,” you choose to mumble, despite the fact that you do nothing to stop it.

He simply snorts under his breath. “Already am.”

You shift but don’t pull yourself out of his arms. “I can’t breathe.”

“You’ll get over it.”

Your eyes narrow, even though he can’t see you. 

For a moment, the dark room falls quiet. The sound of his breathing above you is soft and you feel his body rise and fall with each one. It nearly lulls you to sleep as the heat begins to surround you, much like his arms have.

“Why are you so mean to me?” you hear yourself whisper, momentarily stunned by the words that came from your own throat without permission.

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[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 22

chapter 38:

1. “"Right, so, your stylist?" Marlene asks, settling in as they continue to sway. "The one who looks like a fucking goddess? Yeah, so get this, she says we're friends…"”

james and marlene gossip sesh <3333333

2. 😧 MCGONNAGAL??????????

3. wait i think mcgonnagal is good. i’m pretty sure she’s from the phoenix. i’m not sure. i’m hopeful. i’m so hopeful

4. aww huey is kinda sweet. i like that’s he’s reg’s breath of fresh air when it comes to talking to the hallows

5. reg, i understand your anger, but please don’t make one of the only good sponsors feel bad

6. jealous james >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

7. “"I like your tea," James offers. "Maybe I'm biased, but it tastes better than anyone else's. What do you do to it?"

Regulus hums and lightly says, "I spit in it."

Without missing a beat, James replies, "Ah, that explains it."”

😭😭😭😭😭

8. “"Would you—" Regulus chokes on another relentless giggle, gasping a little. "Wait, would you actually drink my tea if I spit in it, James?"

"Love, I would let you spit directly into my mouth," James announces with absolutely no shame in his tone whatsoever.”

😭😭😭😭 james i love you

9. awww i love that barty is the most consistent part of reg’s life. i love barty

10. 😬 riddle is unconvinced in their love story. i- yikes

11. okay, right, mcgonnagal is good. thank god

12. dorcas wants to keep marlene out of the war, but only one of them has had a pov so far, so i’m not hopeful

13. oh shit marlene sounds hot

14. also, to add in, i’m so fucking glad there’s like no homophobia (that we know of) in this world

15. i do NOT want dorlene to be a tragedy in this universe

16. 😟 she gave back the ring. AHHHH

17. oh no. shit shit shit shit shit what did riddle do

18. “Riddle didn't even grant the liberty of leaving bodies behind for them to bury.” 😟😧

(but also, orion and walburga were dicks, so like, i’m not sad, just scared)

chapter 39:

1. aww regulus finally invites james in for tea

2. “On the day he accidentally kills a bee while tending to his flowers, he goes through the five stages of grief in less than an hour, which has nothing to do with the bee and everything to do with Vanity.” STOP! THE VANITY MENTION HURTS TOO MUCH

3. “When Regulus wants more time with him, he adds bagels, which James has now unconsciously been Pavloved into thinking of as his favorite food for that very reason.” STOP THATS SO GAY

4. sirius being dramatic about james and reg liking each other is TOP TIER in this fic, in the most realistic, aggravated, obnoxious, and completely loving way

5. BWAHAHAHHAHA JAMES GETTING A PIGGY BACK RIDE FROM SIRIUS IS GOLD

6. oh shit, (i’m not the best comprehensive reader, but i should have figured this out sooner), but from sirius’ perspective, he has to do the back and forth with remus his whole life. he doesn’t have the knowledge that i do, that a war is coming and they’ll finally get a chance to live together. he thinks he only gets to see remus once a year for two weeks at a time. this- this shit is heartbreaking yall

7. “”I watched him stand to his feet and tip himself into a river of blood in an act so tender that I'll never again be able to look at him with anything less than pure love. Every other member of the Black family, including you, fought and clawed their way home to their family, oftentimes to a family that never truly made them feel loved at all. Regulus? He fought and clawed through that arena, the entire time, for James. He's far more gentle than anyone gives him credit for."”

y’all, i’m crying over this. this is so lovely. effie is right, and i’m crying over how right she is

8. 😒 i know what’s coming. riddles a bitch. a right bitch. he’s gonna announce that previous victors are competing and i’m PISSED

9. so far, all three potters offered reggie food. they’re so hospitable, i love them

10. “He hasn't forgotten what it is to long for James. He still knows what it is to want him so badly that he'd be willing to kneel at the altar of James Potter and beg; he'd drop down on his hands and knees and crawl if that's what it took, if that would prove his devotion. He is the manifestation of longing built up with nowhere to go, and he craves, he yearns, he covets.”

both of them are so down bad

11. omg reg is so horny. his inner monologue is literally only like “”””“rip my clothes off please, read my mind and rip my clothes off”””””

12.AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I KNEW IT WAS COMING! BUT IM SO MAD!!! FUCK RIDDLE

13. effie is a queen. she is a godsend. and i’m so upset right now

14. not effie making them promise not to volunteer, and immediately james and sirius arguing over who’s gonna volunteer for her

15. i’m seething. i’m pissed beyond belief. i’m so angry it’s indescribable. my babies are going back into that arena. honestly, fuck riddle

[myrockandrollking]

Unfortunately, my grandma is the only person irl who shares my love of the Beatles, so we had a movie night and watched a Hard Day's Night and it was a blast! Here are some of my thoughts and comments on the film and some of my favorite parts/quotes (sorry if it's out of order):

• the opening is obviously iconic, I love how George and Ringo fall and almost get fucking trampled and we aren't even a minute in yet

• also the way John just laughs at them took me tf out, I love it

• "he's very c l e a n"

• Paul's grandfather was fucking helarious

• my grandma was singing all of the songs so loudly that I couldn't hear any of them 💀

• "Tell me, how did you find America?" "Turn left to Greenland"

• "What do you call that hairstyle you are wearing?" "Arthur"

• the entire part where George is mistaken for a teen model had me cackling

• "do not breathe on me, Adrian"

• "grotty" should be used more

• I love how the manager was basically just like a babysitter trying to take care of four out of control children

• I did not appreciate the Ringo's nose slander, his nose is beautiful

• Ringo's wack ass dancing was so amusing to me

• "Do I snore, John?" "Yeah, you're a window-rattler, son."

• John randomly oinking like a pig caught me off guard tbh

• Ringo being protective of his drums is literally me with my guitar

• "Put yer tongue away, it looks disgustin hangin out, all pink and naked."

• all of the songs were bangers, ofc

• all of the John in the bath scenes give me pure serotonin, I love his goofy ass

• me and my grandma sang a duet of And I Love Her when it came on and it was so fun and sweet

• I'm so sad that they didn't add "You Can't Do That" into the film since it's my favorite song on the album

• since I watched Nowhere Boy directly before this and almost cried, this line tore out my heart

• the scenes of Ringo with the kid were so random but also so wholesome

• the whole mistaken identity scene with John and the lady had me laughing and blushing, oh my God

• since my grandma is a George girl, she was simping hardcore during his song, it was so cute

• she literally yelled "I've got dibs on George!"

• my grandma also doesn't laugh when she thinks stuff is funny for some reason, so it was basically just me cackling in the otherwise silent living room the whole time

• she kept looking over to me throughout the film and finally said, "man, you're all over John the whole movie, huh?" 😭

• please, she can't talk, this women literally ran up to the TV and touched George's face 🤣

• okay, I know I'm going to sound delusional as fuck but just hear me out-

During this exact particular scene:

I swear to God, for a second I thought I could smell John through the screen. So, the whole room just smelled like nothing basically, but when the camera was on John straight ahead in this scene after he's talking to the lady in the hall, my senses just exploded basically. I suddenly smelled strong tobacco and cigarette smoke, along with a clean sweet smell and citrus. It's like when someone walks by you with a lot of cologne or something and you are hit by it? It was like that with the sudden angle change when it went to this shot of John. It was the weirdest shit. I know it sounds dramatic and like I'm making it up, but weirdly enough it's happened to both me and another family member a few times with other movies, but idk why lol. Then when John went up the stairs it faded away and didn't come back. No one smokes in their house either and there was no smell like any of that in the room before, so it was really weird but also oddly comforting. Anyways, I'm probably just going insaine.

[la-squadra1234]

Hello! Can you do the spiders spying on their daughter’s first date?

Oh my God, why is this so accurate!!!

They would definitely do this. I don’t think the girls would do it because they are less crazy at least in that kind of perspective, but the males would most definitely do that

Thank you so much for the request. I can already tell this one is going to be a great one!

Full credit to la-squadra1234

Feitan-

He would already be pissed off about the fact that his daughter is going on her first date so he would be on guard 24 seven and he would kill anybody that gets in his way

He would definitely disguise himself as a child because he knows that he has the ability to do that

Although he would look really goofy and he would feel really goofy and just weird, he would do it anyways 

Phinks-

He would ask the girls for help him because his daughter is going on a beach date and he wants to spy on them but at the same time be out in the open so he asks paku if she can draw on some eyebrows for him

And he would put on some sunglasses and the outfit that he would normally not wear to the beach and he would have not gotten caught (thank god because I feel like he is the kind of guy to get caught doing something like that but for the sake of this, I’m not going to get him caught lol)

He would make sure that her date is not steering for too long and that he is not being passive aggressive in anyway shape or form. Otherwise he will kill the kid.

Chrollo-

He would be happy for his daughter, but at the same time he would feel a little bit ick about it I mean it’s his daughters first date after all so he’s not used to it

He would stare at them through a tall building, or he would go to the same exact destination, as they are going to, except he would blend in perfectly

Uvogin-

This man would be so extra and dramatic about it he would make sure to grab Nobunaga and he would also make him spy on his daughter with him

They would both be pissed off and miserable at the fact that uvos daughter is going on a date Nobunaga would not be impressed if the date did not know how to use nen

All I have to say is uvogins daughters date, better be strong and able to run very fast…

Nobunaga-

He would start getting very salty, and he would be sure to rant about it to uvogin

And then uvogin would make the suggestion to just stock his daughter so he can protect her just in case anything bad happens and he does not have to be paranoid the entire time

When I’m telling you, this man came prepared. This man had fucking binoculars with him.😭🤭 he is definitely going a bit to overboard and he would definitely be excessive, but he does not care anything for his daughter. Safety is good for him.

Shalnark-

He would be mainly happy for his daughter, and he wouldn’t be too salty about it like at all but obviously since he is in the phantom troupe, he would have to take safety precautions just to ensure his daughter safety everywhere that she goes

It would be hard for him to disguise himself, considering that his hair stays the same, and he can’t really change of his face, and even if he changed up his outfit, it would be pretty noticeable

So he would definitely manipulate a few people and make them watch over his daughter, and he would be watching his daughter from afar he wouldn’t do anything to extreme and yes, I don’t consider that extreme considering what he could do

Hisoka-

He honestly wouldn’t care, but then he considers the risks of it and although he is very laid-back, he doesn’t want anything bad happening to his daughter as he knows that a lot of people would definitely try to harm his daughter for mistakes and things that he has done

He would ask illumi for his help and so he can manipulate people and they would both be watching from afar at different angles just to make sure nothing happens like at all

That is it for today everybody I hope everyone enjoyed!

This one was very fun to make, and it wasn’t too hard either. I just had to think about the character and things that they would do which is what I have to do most of the time, but this one didn’t take that much thought luckily enough for me (I got off easy😂)

I will see everybody in the next Post bye now!

[fandomtcikles]

Lost time

Aight y’all this is my first ever attempt at a one shot so PLEASE BARE WITH THE QUALITY 😭

Ellie had been annoying Joel more than usual lately. At first he thinks she’s just being herself, but little does he know, there’s a much deeper reason that neither of them are prepared for.

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Ellie has been provoking Joel all day, poking him when they were on the horse, bombarding him with even more puns and jokes than usual, trying desperately to get his attention. He had no idea why, and even less idea why he was still putting up with it.

Later that night when her and Joel were sitting around the fire she suddenly decided to get up and plonk herself right next to Joel, leaning on his shoulder with a dramatic sigh. Joel could only do his best to ignore her and try not to role his eyes (or smile for that matter) However this became particularly difficult when she started relentlessly poking his arm with an adorable smile spread across her face. Determined not to give in, Joel just continued his ignoring act much to annoyance of the increasingly restless Child who was still poking his arm. Joel was able to keep up this act for a while until she started poking gently at his chest with that irresistibly cute grin on her face.

Sighing and reluctantly turning his head towards her “May I help you“

“Nope, I’m just bored” she replied with that same damn smirk on her face. Joel only rolled his eyes and sighed, because no matter how much he pretended to be annoyed by Ellie’s constant antics, he couldn’t get over how fond he had become of her, and how much he had grown to love her, so although he would never admit this, he was always more than happy to put up with with her antics, no matter how irritating they may be.

Ellie however was beginning to get frustrated, she was so sure that he would have given in by now. It turns out that Joel had become more adapted to her little games than she had realised. However as the radio switched to a different song she was not away to give in, as she realised she still had one final trick up her sleeve.

“What song is this”.

“I actually don’t know sounds like it’s from the thirties or somethin”

“Wow, so it’s almost as old as you” Ellie giggled.

That was the final straw

“Alright that’s it” and before Ellie even had the chance to think about escaping Joel playfully wrestled her into a chokehold and started ruffling her hair.

“ Joel what the fuck!” Ellie spluttered out between giggles.

“Listen kiddo you have been a royal pain in my ass all day, even more than usual, so just what the hell is going on with you today”.

Ellie only shrugged, with that same shit eating on her face “nothing, I told you I’m bored”

“Try again”

“Joel come on I told you I’m just bored”

“You’re a fucking terrible liar you know that”

“Oh shut up old man” Ellie giggled nervously.

“Alright that tears it you little shit” Joel growled playfully, and before she even had the chance to react he began spidering his fingers all over her stomach, and anywhere else he could causing Ellie to let out an adorable squeal and fall in to a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

“Oh my god Joel cut it out” Ellie managed to squeal in between fits of giggles, but Joel wasn’t letting her off that easily.

“No way kiddo, you have been tormenting me all day, did you honestly think I was going to let you get away with that” he smirked. Ellie only continued to blush and get lost in her own laughter which kicked up a notch when he began to rapidly squeeze her sides and hips. Joel was true to his word and was completely ruthless on the kid with an agonising mix of spidering across her tummy and squeezing her sides and thighs which just about killed Ellie.

When her laughter went silent however Joel took that as a sign to give her a break, and slowed to gentle rubs on her sides in an attempt to get her to calm down. She finally managed to stop giggling and slow her breathing much to the relief of Joel who was slightly worried that he had overdone it.

“You ok kid?”

“Yeah it’s ok, I… I…uh….sorry never mind forget it” she mumbled suddenly looking away avoiding his gaze.

“Hey what is it” Joel said suddenly looking concerned”

“Nothing Joel please just forget I said anything” as she suddenly got up looking embarrassed.

“Ellie come on talk to me” he said grabbing her arm. She finally caught Joel’s gaze and saw the genuine care in his eyes.

“Come on Kid, talk to me, what’s going on with you”.

Ellie fiddled nervously with her sleeve before finally answering “It’s just… I’ve never really had the chance to be like this with anyone before, like mess around with people and just have fun and not worry, even if it’s just for a few minutes, I’m sorry I know it’s stupid and probably really annoying for you but I just…” she trailed off, turning away trying to hide her face as tears began welling in her eyes.

And in that moment, Joel felt his heart crack a little bit. It had never truly dawned on him up until that point that the poor kid had never really had a childhood. All these years all he had thought about was Sarah and the pain that loosing him had caused her, the hole that had been left in his heart that came from knowing he would never get to give his daughter any more of those precious childhood memories.

But Ellie never had the chance to have any of those experiences in the first place, not until now, and Joel had been too consumed with his own pain to ever notice this. And Joel felt his heart break completely, at the realisation that he had almost failed another daughter.

They finally looked at each other, and both realised that they were each looking at what they had been looking for for far too long.

They didn’t say anything, because they both knew that for now at least, no words were needed, so without even needing to think about it, Joel did the only thing he needed to do and wrapped his arms around Ellie, bringing her into his chest in the warmest hug he could muster. At first Ellie seemed apprehensive and almost tried to pull away, but being held by Joel like this made her realised just how badly she had been needing this, and eventually, she found herself burying her face into Joels chest as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in closer. They stayed like this for a few minutes before Ellie finally broke the silence. “Thank you,” she whispered, on the verge of tears again. “It’s alright baby girl” he whispered in the same hushed tone as he pressed a kiss to her forehead making her melt into his hold even more.

They both stayed like this for a while, both savouring the peace of the moment before Ellie eventually broke the silence .“By the way, what you were doing before I… I didn’t totally mind it” she mumbled shyly, burying her face into Joel’s chest once more to hide the blush that was spread across her face. “Yeah” that same curious smile on his face. “Well, like I said I…. I never really got the chance to do that kind of stuff before ” Joel only nodded. Ellie didn’t say anything more. She didn’t need to. Both her and Joel knew that they had both felt this pain before, from different circumstances, but the same pain nonetheless, and therefore they both knew how to help each other.

They both stayed silent for a while again, and eventually Joel began to run his hand through her hair in another attempt to soothe her, which proved to be very effective and caused her to practically melt in his arms, and it wasn’t long before Joel felt himself growing tired as well. Joel didn’t move, he didn’t want to, because for the first time in twenty years he was content with the presence of his daughter in his arms, maybe not the one he once had, but his daughter nonetheless.

[strom-in-the-sky]

Ok ok so imagine this, platonic yandere Dazai with a sibling reader who like kanny form South Park.

a sibling who dies only to come back the next day i feel like this will be hell for Dazai especially if he’s a yandere. 

JUST LETTING YOU KNOW THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR HIM SO THIS MIGHT BE A LITTLE OOC 😭

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So with Port mafia Dazai I feel like he would be overprotective and a massive prick. You know and with port mafia Dazai  you wouldn’t really die when your with him just because of his overprotective nature. would lock you inside the house when he would go to work or would ignore you if you tried to explain what happened and what killed you

I feel like you would die from a killer so as your on the ground slowly bleeding out you can hear your phone ringing and oh god you just remembered how painful the stab wound is. Only to wake in your bed the next day. Sitting there staring at the wall in shock. Moving your hands to feel the mattress your on. You can feel your heart pounding as you remembered what happened. it felt so real. you started checking your chest seeing no stab wound no nothing it was like…it never happened. You version started to burl as you covered your face with your hands crying in silence.

I feel like if you told Dazai what happened he would probably tell you your being over dramatic over a silly dream and to get over it. And you would take this to heart telling yourself that it was just a dream nothing else. Until it happens again and again and again. until you truly believe this is your curse. And when you tell Dazai what he thought of it he would probably to brush it off and insult you, only to look into your eyes and see the way your crying. he takes a moment to think about the probability of this until eventually realising your telling the truth.

after the realisation he would definitely become more protective and paranoid especially when he know he doesn’t remember what killed you. This will lead him to isolated you so you don’t die. Sometimes when he wakes up he will ask you if you died or not if you died to something but nobody killed you he will probably lock you inside the house to make sure it doesn’t happen again 

but if somebody did kill you god have mercy on those who killed you because not only is he frustrated that he doesn’t remember he’s angry at himself that he let you die. And he is gonna take all his frustration out on them so let’s hope the person dies quick. And the worst part is that one’s you tell him and you didn’t die that day he never forgets and he knows when you’re lying.

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so if we going with dazai remembering. You would probably die in a shot out against another organisation with dazai holding your body after every thing is over oh and he would be absolutely heartbroken regretting everything he did. Oda and ango would try and get him to let go only for him to lash out and tell them to leave. He doesn’t want to let go he’ll never let go. his dear sibling, the one that he promised to protect but let down. It would be hours before he eventually let’s go. 

He doesn’t sleep that night too dramatised too really. He stays lying down in his bed until sunrise eyes dark. Until he hears a knock at his door he doesn’t want to get up that is until he hears it again and now’s he’s pissd off he get up and open the door about to kill whoever knocked on his door until he sees who it is, you his siblings looking at him with tears down your face. Hey I’m back. 

You see with this kind of ability dazai doesn’t want anyone to know about this and he’s sure if mori knew he would only use you for his own benefit so he has no choice but to lock you away. You can keep banging on the door all you want but trust me he’s not budging. He just tells you this hurts him more then it hurts you. fucking liar. But rest assured after this nothing bad is going to happen to you. Ever. So suck it up and deal with it. Besides he is gonna have one hell of a time beating the ones that killed you.

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ok and if we’re going with Kenny reader I can definitely see sibling reader going out at night and secretly protecting the town form the port mafia. And the port mafia getting so angry and frustrated at the fact that this random kid keeps ruining their plans and killing their soldiers, and I just imagine Mori would definitely send dazai to find out who this kid is, 

And I just get this feeling that Dazai would alway come close to figuring it out the truth before quickly dismissing it or Kenny reader covering it up last minute, because I can totally see him asking you were you were the night of the attack and you just saying you watching TV and eaten apples and there’s just a bunch of eaten apples in the trashcan so he has no evidence. Haha Just a thought (:

Please don’t mind my terrible writing😭👏

100% yes. You got it right. That's how he would fully act.

Your writing is very well! Got him on point as well.

Bro is losing his sanity every moment in the Port mafia.

[harryfeatgaga]

So Harry comes home and finds you curled up in bed sniffling and tearing up from how overwhelmed you feel after having a bad day. He wouldn’t say anything about it, just get in with you and lightly scratch and tickle your back and kiss your head until you feel up to talking about whatever’s going on.

“Ready to talk about it, baby?” He’d ask you. You’d just unbury yourself from his chest and glance up at him with teary eyes and huff out a long breath.

“Today was just really hard.” You’d admit through a tired sigh, “God, I’m being so dramatic.” You grumble and roll your eyes and sit up to wipe at them and he’d pout at you not validating your feelings.

“Baby, you’re allowed to have a bad day. It’s alright it happens to all of us.” He’d reassure you and then roll his lips together as he looks at you. It looks like he’s suppressing a smile. He doesn’t want to laugh at you and make it worse, but when you rubbed your eyes you smeared your eye makeup all around you kinda look like a panda.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You’d ask him and he’d just let out a little chuckle.

“Nothing baby, just have a little smear here.” He’d say nonchalantly, playing down the mess you made of yourself and reach out to wipe under your eye but it kind of makes it worse and he just pretends like it’s fine now so you’re not self conscious about it, “There. Now, how can I help make it better?” He’d ask, taking your hand and intertwining your fingers.

“Mmmm… wanna make those holiday cookies you’ve been putting off making?” You’d ask with a little smile and he’d giggle and nod.

“Yeah, sure baby. I’ll get right on prepping the dough.” He’d assure.

“OK, gonna have a quick shower and then I’ll come help, I love you.” You hum and pucker your lips and he smiles and leans in and kisses you gently.

“Love you my, perfect girl.” He’d whisper before you both head off in your separate directions. And when you finally flick on the bathroom lights you see your reflection and are in shock.

“Oh my god!” He hears from afar and hurries back in and sees you doubled over in laughter at the state of your makeup and he starts to laugh with you until both of your tummies hurt. “Why didn’t you say anything?” You laugh and playfully and very lightly punch at his chest and he giggles “I look like the fucking winter soldier…” you chuckle and he laughs again.

“Initially I thought panda but that’s a much more accurate description.” He giggles as he fixes his arms around your waist and leans in, nuzzling his face against yours playfully, “Regardless, I think you’re absolutely breathtaking.” He smiles at you and you roll your eyes at his cheesiness but it makes you feel so warm inside and you just tiptoe in the slightest to kiss him sweetly.

“Thank you for just being there.” You whisper and he smiles.

“Of course, baby. I’d do anything to see you smile.” He responds quietly before kissing your forehead and hugging you close.

NOOOOOOOOOOO OH MY GODDDDDDD PLEASEEEEE IM SO SADDDJDJDJSJKSN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[whollyjoly]

hi em!! sending positive vibes your way ✨ ✨ thanks for doing the positivity ask game! this is a super cool idea, and i knew i couldn't not stop by to send you an ask :) 1, 3, 11, and 18 !!

hi blu!! 💕💕

im so glad you're enjoying the ask game!! i hope a lil positivity will make everyone smile a little brighter today!

1 - what is your fav part about being in the fandom?

i answered this in a long and sappy way here, because i am a sappy gal apparently 😅

3 - what are some fics that you go back and read again and again?

ohhhh my god i am both so glad and so sorry you asked. fuck. there are so many?? i have an embarrassing amount bookmarked, so i'll try to keep it to a sane amount of one per ship

winnix It Happened One Night by raquelelpillo (M, 7.7k) - the fucking timeloop fic every fandom needs. i've read this fic three times in the last three weeks, i read it again last night and i've never been happier. it makes me laugh it makes me cry lip is an absolute gem in this story, and i LOVE their nix so hard!! 10/10 would recommend

baberoe Baby, You Can Drive My Car by anonymous (M, 16.1k) - Baby Driver AU in the canon era?? i know that makes no sense, but hear me out - babe fucking steals cars in germany/austria and runs errands with the boys?? its that perfect golden vibe in points, the war is almost over and its sunny and warm and beautiful and they are alive, and it is pure shenanigans. i don't think i stopped smiling once reading this fic. if i had a qr code on my tombstone it would be to this fic.

speirton A New Mode of Living by Perpetual Motion (T, 155k) - i mean...what do i even say about this fic. it's everything. you know a fic that completely just defines canon for you? that you read, and then no matter what else you read you can't help but think that it isnt right, because this fic is the canon in your head and nothing can overwrite that?? yeah, this fic is that for me. the most perfect post-war story, i love carwood SO MUCH, i love their ron, i love all their supporting characters (george especially and also mama are such gems!!), and the dog is a metaphor. fuck. i love this story so hard.

11 - songs that you associate with a certain character?

heh i like that you asked me this after we nerded out over sleeping at last songs the other day 😏

(also, i'll try to steer clear of killers songs cause that feels like cheating lol)

Seven Nation Army (Postmodern Jukebox Cover) - this gives me BIG speirs vibes?? the song seven nation army feels very right for him ("i'm gonna fight 'em off / a seven nation army couldn't hold me back"), but the added vibes from the postmodern version just hits so right. is it the brass break in the middle?? maybe. do i love it?? yes i do

Saving Me, Saving You (Ruen Brothers) - is ABSOLUTELY eugene roe coded. like holy shit. "broken me found broken you / while you're saving me i'll be saving you" ?? like are you kidding me?? the absolute power this song has over me, i dare you to listen to it and not feel the urge to do something dramatic and romantic

Agnes (Glass Animals) - if you really want to make yourself fucking sad, think about this song as nix during why we fight (and even sadder if you imagine it being sung from dick's perspective 😭) and fucking SOB like i do every time i hear it ("where went that cheeky friend of mine? / where went that billion dollar smile?" and "your head is so numb / that nervous breath you try to hide / between the motions / that trembling tender little sigh")

Piece of Me (Britney Spears) - look, alton more is That Bitch. not fucking a week in normandy and all everyone can talk about is the gossip about speirs, and more's talking back to him without giving a goddamn shit. he took a joy ride on one of sobel's fucking motorcycles. he snagged one of the most incredible trophies of the war and lied to ronald mf speirs face about it. do you want a piece of him?? more will absolutely look at you dead in the eye and not even blink. "i'm mrs. oh my god that britney's shameless / i'm mrs. extra extra this just in" bitch he IS and he is KILLING IT. and i am obsessed with him for it.

18 - your fav fandom meme?

i mean...we know the obvious answer (bottom text)

BUT i also want to give this post a fucking shoutout because it lives in my head rent free, i literally spent an hour scrolling through tumblr the other day trying to find it for my bf. WHAT MURDAAAA

thank you so so much for stopping by, and im sorry my answer is kinda long 😅 i love that people are enjoying this game so much!! 💕

from this post!

[chuluoyi]

Yes... I grinded my ass off... And now I have nothing to grind for baby Lukey... And IT'S OKAY!!!! You can still get tears from the event itself!! And by upgrade they mean upgrade the star thingies- You know when you get dupes you can star up the cards? Yeah that's the upgrade they meant... I didn't know and kept trying to use my stellin till I realised like 'oh fuck I've been wasting stellin for no reason' cause I still couldn't clear the achievement... But yes I'm left with 36 stellin now after levelling up my new card...

Ah omg arranged marriage 😭Omgomg do you read 'Under the Oak tree' ? It's an arranged marriage manhwa with spicy scenes [ohohoh!] If you don't you should give it a read, see if you'll enjoy it. And Angst! My absolute fave! AHHAHA SAME GIRL I thought he was the antagonist 😭😭Especially after the prologue I was like 'Who tf are you' and I thought there would be that route where the MC gets together with the bad guy and gets whisked off... And I guess I know why I'm still single now... It's either I'm really just too in love with 2D men, or it's my mum's high standards and taste in men...

Right!!! Ahhhh I'm so in love with Satosugu! And it's okay! Take your timeee, just do it once you're more comfortable. Geto has a pretty complicated character if you ask me so it's understandable that you'll need more time...

😭😭You must be so tired... Remember to stay hydrated and rest well too! Your health comes first!! LUKE JUST GO HOME SO PEOPLE CAN REST 😭😭😭

Hidden inventory is indeed our last spring of youth... I felt my teenage life get sucked away HELP. To add up I'm like around their age during hidden inventory and I relate so much better to them except the cursed energy part... And Culling games... I don't even want to imagine... I'll probably drop JJK by then I don't think my heart can take it. I think JJK will end me before I do it myself...

exactly... It's really childish and stupid... Like guys most of you are at least 16 so act like your age please don't go around arguing over shit only kids fight over... I used to watch Aot like I stopped at S3 before they switched to MAPPA... and yeah basically every big fandom will or has experienced debates over the littlest things... Every fandom has it's toxic community...

Hahaha! How's your bf after the last episode? I heard it's super depressing...

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i… only got 1 tears *sobs* and now it’s in pity 60🤧 STAR THINGIES LMAO yeah it immediately comes to mind the moment you describe it like that😭 36 stellin is alright! i’ve been left with 2 stellin i remember thinking just how broke i can get?💀

i read that!!!🥹 i love it but i’m a bit sad that maxi struggles so much to stand up for herself😔 riftan is a hunk though omg. oh and i read another manhwa called “light and shadow” it’s such a good arranged marriage manhwa that i read it lit thrice bcs the both the hero and heroine are badasses who take no shits from anyone else🥹

aw don’t worry disco anon!! i’m sure you’ll find the right person someday!! i used to be insecure with myself too and thinking that i don’t fit but no—it’s just that we haven’t met the right person yet!!🥹 they are there somewhere🫶🏻

aww thank you!!! you’re so nice afahjsa and you stay healthy too!🥹🫶🏻 the weather nowadays can be a little challenging😫

omg really?!😭 you’re still so young and your watchlist being jjk is indeed so soul-sucking😭 not that i was any better. when i was that age (gods why am i sound so old i’m only 24) my watchlist was naruto… and i binged it all until the end over the course of summer holiday🥲

SO TRUE AHHAHAHA jjk will end us before we do it is so canon ogmf😭 like for how long now that we didn’t know what megumi’s status is?

ohhh may i know why? they said it’s much better when it moved to mappa? bcs tbh mappa is a good animation company, but it’s just that their working conditions that are so concerning🤧

he’s being dramatic and totally heartbroken about eren and mikasa🥹 he even has his lockscreen changed into a live wallpaper of aot🥹 i swear it’s karma bcs when gojo died, he was unapologetic towards me (he rolls his eyes 🙄 whenever i’m swooning over gojo and he is a suguru lover, btw!) and now i get the chance for a payback🥹

[llycaons]

ep31: (2/2): they're bad! they're bad!

this moment is just done so well. the dramatic shots, the slo-mo falls, the shocking spurts of blood, wwx's trembling horror, this final shot of jzx dead on the ground. excellently made

xz's expression is killer here. he just nailed the sickening shock and horror and despair and terror of what just happened. jzx's death has both massive far-reaching political consequences and extremely painful and close personal ones as well

like this, this is devastating. they were waiting for him! they wanted to see him!

I saw a post ages ago about how 🥺 they were all dressed up nicely they planned this! and I think that's a bit dumb because obviously they're dressed nicely and what exactly did they even plan since jc and wwx's plan consisted of 'make it known that the jiangs and wwx are finished' and it was lwj who suggested the invite and jyl who requested her husband to go through with it so I'm not giving jc any credit here

was this meant to be comedic because omg

xl's performance here was also SO devastating. you can see the moment the rug is ripped out from under her - there's that sudden, sickening emptiness swooping in your gut that I think she conveys rly well. and jc is so concerned for her too oof

wwx being constantly badgered by the resentful spirits he controls...

wwx is truly at his breaking point here. he has never attacked wen ning, never been aggressive towards someone innocent. and it just shows how deeply upsetting this is - and not just for himself and jyl but for his baby nephew too!

he's also questioning his decisions. not reminiscing or regretting, but actively questioning himself and his choices. wwx has never had to wonder, he's always been so confident in the right path even when it hurts him

god, hearing him ask this like a lost child is really sad. the world just pushed him to this place

first of all who is a-shu second of all WHY WOULD YOU SAY THIS AND THEN EVERYONE LEAVES??? at LEAST tell him about the baby. this bothers me every time it is the single most annoying plot hole in this show

in the novel, there's some really unpleasant scenes in the beginning where wwx climbs into bed with lwj in hopes of being kicked out of CR and lwj slaps a paralyzer on him for it and they just sleep like that which I feel like would be a really awkward and uncomfortable situation to be in but after this scene I feel like it wouldn't be surprising if wwx has genuine trauma related to be made immobile

the last time this happened, myu tied him up and sent him away from his home, about to be destroyed, about to die. and now wn and wq are keeping him paralyzed while they tell him about their plans to turn themselves in, facing death and worse. and wwx is absolutely powerless to help them. I can imagine being paralyzed as trigger for him, putting him back into some of the most traumatic and guilty and grief-laden moments of his life. but of course nothing wwx and lwj ever do with each other is anything but mildly awkward at worst

I do remember that wwx liked being tied up later after they're together but I actually understand that. playing with something that can be/was used to hurt you in the past but it's something you have control over so you're able to play with it and make it something safe and fun. I do think a lot of fics go too far with it and I don't really see kinkiness for their cql selves but I get it in theory. anyway

wwx is still trying to survive this. he's not an optimist, really, he's just refusing to give up. and wq is more pragmatic. she knows the world she's living in. and she loves wwx

so so sad how even though wwx has sacrificed so much and hurt so much for others, he still bears guilt for not being able to do more. it's not fair! there's so much suffering in this series

this is also so fucking sad oh my god wen qing

the iconic words 😭 wq is very somber and gentle in this scene, much different than the brusque and sharp-tongued woman in the book. I think this suits the atmosphere much better. she's crying and so is he

we've seen this sleeping-tear before

and here she is, smiling at her family. what I gather is, they all decided to come with her and wen ning too. and since wwx was asleep, they couldn't tell him about a-yuan

but still, shouldn't ONE person have stayed? to look after the toddler? he was FEVERISH when lwj found him! to look after wwx? he's been paralyzed for days and he doesn't have a golden core

god you know I usually see these tragedies filtered through wwx's experienced because he's my focal point, but this is so fucking tragic just for their sakes. they're ready to die here. and the jins will scatter their ashes to the wind

back to jyl, who's looking miserable enough to make me sad too

the funny thing is, jyl's story is very sad but she still has a chance. she's of noble birth. she'll reincarnate. and yet it's her scenes with wwx that still hurt my heart

the wens met a more tragic end but I was so happy when they carved out a place for themselves and lived their lives with wwx. it was a joyful little community. maybe because by the end, their story seems resolved. even if there was no justice, wen ning and lsz are alive and they'll honor their memory. but the jiang siblings don't have a clean ending. there's still a bleeding wound there, even at the very end. one sibling lost, and one warped beyond all recognition into a hateful and vile thing.

I never really got over jyl's death. maybe it'll be different this time

the way he's imagining her nor finding fault with him...ough

wwx running out of the abandoned BM community to the gentle refrain of that song about missing the past...just kill me now