#( wc / 664 )

[lgcsomin]

/ EPISODE ONE of some ssom with moon somin

she'll be the first to admit that she's pretty nervous for filming this show on her own for the first time. she's been to a few shows on her own now, but she's never been the host of a show and having the audience's interest ride on her shoulders.

it's a lot to take in, but she's prepared a script and she thinks that the first episode is a bit extreme but she thinks she should probably start with a bang right?

it starts outside and she greets the camera with a bright smile, feeling very nervous but also very excited for the activity today.

"hello everyone!" she greets, having decided she wouldn't really have an intro but had already come up with an outro for the episode. hopefully it was cute enough that it would take and alize would like it?

she's not sure.

"it's crystallis's selene, but i'm sure our alize knew that already right?" she grins, waving at the camera and then quickly getting back on track to do what she needed to do.

"do you guys recognize where we are today?" she assumes that the editors will add in a large background shot of the area that they're in, but she thinks it's pretty obvious either way.

"you're right! we're at nami island!" she cheers, clapping her hands and she's glad she had spent the entire ride out here memorizing the lines she had pre-written for the show. "do you know what nami island has?"

she goes over the different things nami island is famous for, keeping it all relatively brief but wanting to educate any foreign fans that crystallis had that hadn't had a chance to visit korea yet. hopefully she would be a good tour guide in that sense, if they wanted to see any sights and also do some fun activities.

"but, the thing i'm here for today is ... drumroll please ...!" she hits her hands against her thighs and makes the drumroll noise with her mouth before turning to the side with a bright smile.

"the zipline course!"

the rest of the intro is filmed when she's at the ziplining area, receiving information and relaying it back to the camera. she's glad they had managed to get this as one of the things she could do in an episode since it's been on her bucket list for a long time.

she lets the experts explain what they're going to do before she suits up, shooting a nervous but excited grin and a peace sign at the camera as they fit her with a helmet that has a go-pro on it for close-up shots of her going down the zipline.

she's pretty excited, considering she's not scared of heights so she's not too worried about this.

she talks a little bit more as she waits for her turn before she gets onto the zipline.

"ready?" she asks, looking into the camera and holding up a thumbs up before pushing off and sliding down the line, letting out cheers of excitement the entire time.

once she reaches the bottom, she looks around for the cameraman who's already filming her and she rushes over excitedly, jumping up and down. "that was so fun!" she cheers, really playing into her maknae image and letting herself enjoy the activity she had done.

somin discusses the experience a little bit, having a feeling there were going to be some unattractive angles of her excited yells from when she's on the zipline but she can't even be mad. she's used to being a meme at this point that she thinks she might as well fully embrace it.

"thanks for watching. i hope you enjoyed you daily dose of some ssom today!" she says excitedly, cupping her face in a flower pose at the 'ssom' part since it was her nickname and winking. "tune in for the next episode! byeee~" she waves, covering the camera before turning back to the director.

"can i go again?"

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

༉‧₊˚. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 || 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭

— pairing: logan howlett x plus size mutant!reader

— summary: who knew the key to scaring away the big bad wolverine was a kiss?

— warnings: angst that i have no idea how to describe, heartbreak :/, miscommunication that is quickly rectified, hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, horribly described plant ability (forgive me).

— wc: 664

⋆ a/n: OH ME OH MY!!! i haven't written for a new character in so long! it's so refreshing!! forgive me if logan is a bit ooc and a lot of things probably don't make sense, i'm still in the process of watching the movies so i tried to keep things as vague as possibly aside from the spoilers i've been given! i have fallen so deeply in love with this man so he will definitely be making an apperance on this acc more! ty for your request! @hicanivent

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You never thought in all your years of living, you would be the one thing that managed to scare away Logan, and all it took was a kiss.

Maybe it was your fault or possibly the tension that had surrounded the two of you since you had joined the mutant school as another professor.

Either way, what was done is done, and you couldn’t sleep.

You stared up at your roof which was decorated with all sorts of plant vines. Though you were a mutant as well, your ability was minor. You were able to manipulate plants; you could make them move, grow, or wilt. It was nothing too impressive, but the children enjoyed your gardening class.

Gardening wasn’t the only thing you taught, there was also the history of different herbs and species of plants and how they were used throughout time. 

That’s where your dilemma of insomnia lies. With an aching heart and an active brain, essays sat delicately on your desk in your classroom, and you were contemplating on whether or not you should just grade them. The kids weren’t expecting them back anytime soon, but what else were you to do?

A part of you is afraid that maybe you’ll run into Logan stalking through the halls like he does sometimes when his brain gets too loud. It was like he always had something to run from, and somehow he’d always find himself knocking on your door at all hours of the night. Sometimes he wouldn’t even talk, just sit there and find comfort in your presence.

You weren’t ashamed to say that you’re worried about him, but Logan was probably the most stubborn man you had ever met, so if he didn’t want to do something, you couldn’t force him. Sometimes you wish you could.

You threw your blankets off of your body, sitting on the edge of the bed and held your head in your hands. You felt the exhaustion seeping into your bones and you let out a prolonged sigh.

A hesitant knock on your door pulled you out of your tired stupor, your head shooting up in alarm.

You honestly thought it was one of the kids, definitely not a very shaken up looking Logan.

A very bitter part of you wanted to turn him away, but a very extremely soft part of you – the part that was in love with him – led you to open up the door wider with a small encouraging smile on your face.

He looked unsure for a moment before breaking through the threshold. 

“I’m sorry.”  Was the first thing he had said before you even had a chance to turn around after shutting the door.

He was standing in the middle of your room, the midnight glow shining through your window casted an enchanting shadow against the naked skin of his arms that was exposed by his classic plain white undershirt. 

You don’t know how you managed to speak through the dryness of your throat.

“It’s okay.” You spoke quietly, looking up at him through tired eyes. “No it’s not.” He denied. You approached him slowly before you cupped his cheek. “But Logan, it is.”

Your words had a plethora of meanings behind them, that you forgive him, that you were waiting until he was ready. 

You stare at each other for a moment, his large battle worn hands rest on the plumpness of your hips, and the supernatural warmth of his body sends a pleasant shiver up your spine.

“If I kiss you, are you going to run away again?” You joke, breaking the intense atmosphere. 

A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips ever so slightly. “Nah, I think I’ll stick around this time.”

Logan doesn’t give you time to retort because he had already found himself kissing you, the scruff of his mutton chops scratching at your cheeks ever so slightly. It tickled and you giggled, smiling into his mouth.

You felt him smile too.

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[knoxic]

Eris Vanserra drabble

summary: smut, eris is obsessed, enemies to lovers

wc: 664, sorry

a/n: I have been writing small bits of the next part of How to be a High Lady but it's so been so hard, so I had to write a small easy thingy for Eris so I wouldn't stress myself out.

Eris' bloodshot eyes gazed at your nude form, admiring the sway of your hips and the soft bounce of your tits. Even with your head thrown back you could feel his eyes on you, making up for his tied hands. He couldn't touch you so he'd pay attention to the smallest detail, not wanting to miss anything if this turned out to be a one in a million opportunity.

"Please–" his voice was barely audible, probably from having restrained himself from moaning your name, "please." A mere whisper. You slowly shifted to look at him, your head rolling into your shoulder. The sight that greeted you was one you'd never forget. Eris' lips were red and swollen from the rough kissing session you had earlier, the corner of his bottom lip starting to bruise from a bite. His hair was a mess, a strange thing to see on him, his combed red locks now stood in every direction possible, shiny with sweat. His flushed chest adorned with multiple nail scratches, hickeys and bites. Eris looked absolutely ravishing.

"Please what, Eris?" Your voice was taken over by lust, coming out lower and rougher than you expected. Apparently that was enough to make him lose the last bit of control he still had.

You watched helplessly as Eris burned through his tie, freeing the hands that were on you barely a second later, the remaining fabric flew across the bed as he turned both of you to be on top.

"You know what I want." He watched you with heavy lidded eyes. "Tell me."

"No." You refused, even though every cell on your body screamed at you to just say it.

"Why?! Say you want me, and I'll be yours." The exasperation in his voice made your stomach drop. "It's easy. I want you, I burn for you," he rolled his hips, pushing a whimper out of your mouth, his cock twitched inside you at the sound, "I would let Prythian burn for you– no, I would burn it for you." The gentle rolls of his hips quickly became rough thrusts. His lustful eyes never left yours.

"Rhysand would kill me." You tried looking away from him, not bearing the weight of his feelings pouring down on you. Not when you so clearly felt something too. A warm hand found your jaw, holding you in place.

"If I promise to kill myself, would you give me– give us a chance in the afterlife?" Your heart beat faster at the way Eris showed no hesitation, no doubt in saying that.

"You're insane–"

"Yes! Yes I am, you turned me into a mad male." His thrusts faltered, showing he was close. "We can be so much better together. You and I, little fox, just you and I, imagine it." He rested his forehead against yours, eyes closing to focus on not losing himself before you, one of his hands slipped between your slippery bodies to rub gentle circles on your clit. "Say it, and nothing else will matter. I swear to be completely devoted to you, and only you, ask me anything and I'll do it, if you ask me the sun on a platter, I'll burn myself to death just to get a segment of it for you." Your brain formed the image of a small chunk of the sun on a platter, the vibrant gold taking over your vision, threads of it slipping to the ground and shining through the ceiling, one of them bigger, tying you and Eris together.

His heavy breathing fanned your face, the pull of the thread on his heart almost pushed him over the edge. The thread tied to your heart brought you closer to your complexion. Finding Eris' eyes did it for you, there seemed to be threards of gold in those russet irises too. He pulled at his end of the thread and you fell, harder than you ever had before, bringing your mate with you.

"I want you."

[dearharriet]

congrats on 150!! for your celebration can I please have 🫧 with sirius black + “oh, that’s new”? Maybe reader got a tattoo without telling him and he likes it

thank you for requesting! 🩷 (wc: 664)

Sirius can’t stop staring at you in the sauna towel you’re wearing. You’ve both been in for several minutes now, and you’re relaxing more and more into the wood bench. He’s not sure he’s ever seen your shoulders so far away from your ears, and he’s definitely never seen your hair pulled off your neck the way that it is.

It gives him too much skin to work with, visually speaking. You’re completely free and clear of any curtains, your skin sticky with dew, legs sprawling and bare. The two of you make a happy sight.

As the air thins down, you stretch up and ladle more water over the hot rocks. Sirius watches a bead of sweat race down the back of your neck with rapt attention. He loses sight of it when he spots your tattoo.

“Oh,” he breathes, a strange twisting in his chest, “that’s new, yeah?”

You hum breezily, pouring one more generous scoop onto the hissing stones before giving him your questioning eyes.

“What’s new?” Sirius brings a hand up to absently rub at his own bare nape, and you seem to catch his meaning, sweeping your fingers over it bashfully. “Oh, that. Yeah. You’ve seen it haven’t you?”

He shakes his head no. “When was this?”

“Umm,” you dally. “Like a week and some ago? I wasn’t really planning it at all.”

Sirius watches you carefully, perhaps reading a small bit too far into your rosy flush. The air in the steam room is thick and hot now, thanks to you, which could easily be the cause. Still, you’ve retreated from him slightly, holding your arms nervously over your torso.

“Can I see?” Sirius requests, beckoning you to his side of the room. You oblige him, standing and relocating to the spot on his right.

You face your back to him, pushing away nonexistent baby hairs to clear the view. Sirius tentatively takes your neck under his fingers, holding you still.

It’s worse up close, which is to say dangerous for his health. He can’t believe what he’s looking at.

“You got a star,” he says distantly, not quite trusting his voice to keep steady. A star.

Your head falls forward and Sirius marvels at the way your tattoo stretches, wraps tight over your vertebrae.

“Like I said, it was a spur-of-the-moment thing.”

“Yeah,” he breathes, “right.”

Reluctantly, Sirius peels himself away from you, returning stiffly to the cedar bench. His skin feels alive, thrumming with heat.

You settle back beside Sirius instead of returning to your bench.

“Is it what you hoped?” he asks, half to break the tension and half because he’d really like to know.

You nod, and Sirius’ eyes train down to the black shape again, unable to resist now that it’s right there.

“Yeah. I always wanted something for my neck, but I never could decide what.” You’re picking at your towel wrap awkwardly, sickly aware of Sirius’ hot gaze on you. You knew for a fact he hadn’t seen the tattoo yet, and you were almost dreading when he'd finally catch sight of it.

“I like it,” he says in passionate agreement. “I really, really like it.”

Your lips twitch into a smile, and you throw a sideways glance his way. “Yeah?” He nods avidly, and you release a relieved laugh. “I was hoping you would.”

“Can I see it one more time?” he asks. You laugh some more.

“Um, okay. Yeah.”

Sirius stares at the ink for another long minute, long enough for you to begin fidgeting with impatience.

“Yeah,” he concludes finally, “you’ll have to show this off more. Keep your hair up like this, maybe?”

Puffing in amusement, you peek over your shoulder shyly. “If you say so.”

“I say so,” he laughs. “I definitely say so.”

Stomach swooping with butterflies, you face forward again, trying to retain some semblance of composure.

“Well, okay then.” You sit back, relaxing some, milling in the warmth you feel inside and out.

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One Piece Masterlist P2

Feat. content about the Red Haired Pirates and Cross Guild

Reader insert and canon/canon content ahead

✅ - SFW Content

🔞 - NSFW Content

AO3 | Fanfic Masterlist | Request Rules | Fic Trades Guide | WIPs

Red Haired Pirates

Shanks

✅ Baby It's Cold Outside wc 3,141

Shanks/GN!Reader

🔞 Red, Blue, and You wc 12,219

M!Reader, Reader/Shanks, Reader/Buggy, Shanks/Buggy, Shanks/Mihawk

✅ First Time Meeting 4

GN!Reader, Shanks, Benn, Smoker

✅ Jealous

Shanks/GN!Reader

✅ Choosing Sides

Shanks & GN!Reader & Buggy

✅ I Can't Do This Anymore

Shanks/GN!Reader

🔞 After Prolonged Separation

Mihawk, Shanks, Buggy, GN!Reader

✅ Showering Together

Shanks/GN!Reader

✅ Drunk Party Games

Shanks/GN!Reader/Benn

Benn

✅ This is silly wc 2,464

Benn/GN!Reader

🔞Look, Please wc 10,771

Benn/F!Reader, Hongo/F!Reader sideplot

🔞 Keeping Warm wc 3,703

Benn/M!Reader

✅ First Time Meeting 4

GN!Reader, Shanks, Benn, Smoker

✅ Heart Attack

Benn/GN!Reader

✅ Secret Relationship

Benn/GN!Reader

✅ Nightmares

Benn/F!Shy!Reader

✅ Drunk Party Games

Shanks/GN!Reader/Benn

🔞 Jealousy

Mihawk, Benn, Smoker, GN!Reader

✅ Feel Bad? Nah

Benn/GN!Reader

✅ Cash or Date

Benn/GN!Reader, Modern AU

✅ First 'I Love You'

Crocodile, Benn, Ichiji, GN!Reader

Hongo

🔞Look, Please wc 10,771

Benn/F!Reader, Hongo/F!Reader sideplot

✅ Beg

Hongo/F!Reader, modern AU

✅ Your Love, For Me

Hongo/F!Reader

🔞 Somnophilia wc 664

Shanks/Mihawk

✅ Winter Baking wc 718

Shanks/Mihawk

✅ From Childhood wc 1,607

Shanks/Buggy, Angst

✅ Under the Mistletoe wc 3,783

Shanks/Buggy

✅ Elope wc 774

Beckman/Crocodile

✅ Proud

Benn/Shanks

Cross Guild

Cross Guild Growth wc 21,00

Crocodile

✅ Love Me Again wc 3,453

Crocodile/Pregnant!GN!Reader

✅ Fake Death wc 1,869

Croocdile/GN!Reader

✅ First Time Meeting 3

GN!Reader, Crocodile, Mihawk, Buggy

✅ First Date

GN!Reader, Crocodile, Mihawk, Robin

🔞 Crocodile's Pussy

GN!Dom!Reader, Trans!Crocodile

✅ Chronic Pain

Crocodile/GN!Reader pre-slash

✅ Your Little.. Boyfriend?

Crocodile/M!Reader

✅ Love Hurts

Crocodile/M!Reader

✅ The Animals

Crocodile/GN!Reader, Modern AU

✅ See Me

Crocodile/GN!Reader

✅ First 'I Love You'

Crocodile, Benn, Ichiji, GN!Reader

✅ Planning the Future

Crocodile, Niji, Law, GN!Reader

✅ Love Looks Different

FTM!Crocodile, FTM!Mihawk, FTM!Ace, FTM!Reader

Mihawk

✅ Special Holiday Gift wc 1,722

Mihawk/Pregnant!GN!Reader

🔞 Red, Blue, and You wc 12,219

M!Reader, Reader/Shanks, Reader/Buggy, Shanks/Buggy, Shanks/Mihawk

✅ First Time Meeting 3

GN!Reader, Crocodile, Mihawk, Buggy

✅ First Date

GN!Reader, Crocodile, Mihawk, Robin

✅ Love Looks Different

FTM!Crocodile, FTM!Mihawk, FTM!Ace, FTM!Reader

🔞 Day Collar

Mihawk/GN!reader

✅ Sitting In Mihawk's Lap

GN!Reader

🔞 Jealousy

Mihawk, Benn, Smoker, GN!Reader

🔞 After Prolonged Separation

Mihawk, Shanks, Buggy, GN!Reader

✅ Even Strong Men Have WeaknessesMihawk/GN!Reader

Buggy

✅ First Time Meeting 3

GN!Reader, Crocodile, Mihawk, Buggy

✅ Choosing Sides

Shanks & GN!Reader & Buggy

🔞 After Prolonged Separation

Mihawk, Shanks, Buggy, GN!Reader

🔞 Somnophilia wc 664

Shanks/Mihawk

✅ Winter Baking wc 718

Shanks/Mihawk

✅ From Childhood wc 1,607

Shanks/Buggy, Angst

✅ Under the Mistletoe wc 3,783

Shanks/Buggy

✅ Maybe We're Home wc 3,784

Buggy/Crocodile

✅ We're Dating? wc 6,383

Buggy/Crocodile

🔞I'm So Sorry Sweetheart wc 2,477

Buggy/Crocodile

✅ Elope wc 774

Beckman/Crocodile

✅ Ice Skating wc 4,768

Cross Guild Polycule

✅ Douple Penetration, One Hole wc 3,852

Cross Guild Polycule

🔞 Virgin Buggy wc 2,130

Cross Guild Polycule

✅ Wolf In Sheep's Clothing wc 1,670

Competent!Buggy

[winxanity-ii]

𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐍𝐨. ʲʲᵏ**

╰ ⌞ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ-sʜɪᴘs ᴏɴᴇ-sʜᴏᴛs⌝

𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐍𝐨. ━━ ❝Eyes are windows to the soul, they say, but in your case—no, in the case of your lineage—those windows look out into a universe of infinite cursed energy.❞

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you're thrust into the Jujutsu world after years of dodging the supernatural.

..... ... ..... ━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━ ..... ... .....

Parts:

01 ┃ 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐍𝐎. - 664 wc

02 ┃ 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘. - 2.2k wc

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐀𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐓. - 2.3k wc

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋. - 2.7k wc

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐈'𝐌 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐓. - 1.7k wc

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓. | 𝐏𝐑𝐓. 1, 2, & 3 | total wc: 11.6k

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐒 - 1.5k wc

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. - 5.9k wc

❏ Note: what's in green is important/needs to be read in order to understand the remaining one-shots...

⌜𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬!𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬⌟

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾　🇯‌🇯‌🇰‌!ᴀᴜ　☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

➢ 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥-𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 ➢ 𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞/𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➢ 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➢ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲/𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫

**This is a series of one-shots of Miko!Reader in the Jujutsu Kaisen world; I have a full fanfic planned for a later date, but for now, these are quick works I wanna put out; it doesn't have to be read in order after 1 & 2, but if you don't want to be confused, it's advised...

[sashi-ya]

[𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬] 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

✦ answering to this question from Byakuya anon 🌸. ✦ tw: slightly nsfw. especially the last hc. mentions of sex. nudity. taking baths together and the things I ll never have if I keep dating real men. ✦ an: pls follow the link to listen to Byakuya's VA singning the song I mention in the hcs ♡. The manga panel used for the banner is slightly altered, he isn't smiling in the original one. (sorry Kubo, I needed to) ✦ wc: 664

➜ Taking baths together. Not always they end on sex, specially when both have to attend the Gotei’s matters. But, Byakuya is so meticulous and delicate, he will take the time to treat you like the noble you are. Both will wash your hairs. His soft hands applying essential oils, both deserve -and enjoy the best-. Speaking of baths, Byakuya doesn’t seem to understand how naturally handsome and sensual he is; whenever he takes shower alone you are absolutely allowed to sit outside to chat about the day -to chat and drool at him acting so nonchalantly, letting the sunrays of a new day filter and kiss his pale skin…

➜ Trips to most exclusive destinations in the world of the living. Would you like to put on your Gigai and go relax at the beaches of Bali? Sure. Would you like to visit Paris? Of course, as long as you don’t make him eat from a boulangerie, he would be ok with it. Venice, for the carnival you say? let's go. By the way, Venice seems to be one of his favourite places; and yours too. During one of those nights, while staying at the Gritti Palace Hotel, with white sheets tumbled and the big window showing you the great canal, Byakuya would start singing “Bella Notte” while you dance… maybe naked, or maybe already dressed for a romantic dinner at the terrace.

➜ Looking at each other with prying eyes during social events/Gotei’s meetings. Dark blue sky eyes, sharp look scanning you, calling you to look at him. He is the type of man that will kill for you, that possess you but never cuts your freedom. Instead, he wins your exclusivity with a pleading stare that can melt your heart; Yes, that cold sight everybody always mention, with you is warm, is fire and love. You feel his attention need, your eyes search for his. A subtle smirk is enough to make Byakuya swallow and softly stretch his neck muscles. You may think he is trying to look more severe than normal, with more superiority, but he isn’t… he is just trying to process the way your sexy look makes his body feel. (You really believe nobody realizes, but everybody does, and they are all happy. Kuchiki Taicho needed you…) .

➜ Cooking Wakame Taiishii cookies together. He has a special cutter with the form of Wakame ambassador (and one of Chappy, whenever Rukia is around). You might know exactly how to make the dough, but, do you want him to stop telling you? Of course not. “Byakuya, love… come help me”. “Uhum” he would hum, coming from behind, stretching his arms, and placing his chin on your shoulder. “See? You should roll out the dough this… way”. The subtle weight of his body on yours, and your back arching just enough for your glutes to graze his crotch often ends up with burn cookies...

➜ Training, fighting. Nothing is sweeter, sexier, and more sensual than you and him sweating under the sun, wielding your Zanpakutos, crossing the edges of such powerful swords. A competition that leads both into being stronger, releasing the pressure of the day, putting your bodies at max… to end up tired, so tired after.

➜ And, as tired as you end up from training, both will cuddle in bed after. And I believe that, Byakuya is into a softer version of sleep play. He loves, adores, to delicately press his body against yours, to kiss your shoulder or for you to do it. Mumbling sleepy loving words with lips lingering, sloppy eyelids, the scent of your bodies lulling you to dream with paradise. And, if your bodies still respond… making love with no crazy positions, going slow, from the side, playing with your hair or you tracing little circles with your fingertip on his back. Fall asleep still inside you with a whispery “I love you”

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wish that it was me

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The last person you wanted to see at this meeting was your older brother. The same brother who left you in the hands of Chuuya Nakahara and the Port Mafia years ago, but all you can see now are the pleading eyes of Osamu Dazai begging for forgiveness.

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Chapter nine - I told you

wc - 664

cw - not proofread, super duper short bc writers block is going crazy rn

chapter ten

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“I told you I didn’t forget about you” Dazai spoke, his eyes locked on yours.

“I didn’t know you had all of these” You whispered, looking back at the photos on his fridge.

Dazai laughed softly as he walked over to you, reaching on top of the fridge and pulling down a photo, “You’ll be happy about this one” he smiled, handing the photo to you.

Atsushi leaned over to see the picture you were holding, “Is that Akutagawa?”

You nodded, it was a photo of you, Akutagawa and Dazai. It was taken shortly after you confronted Dazai about how he treated Akutagawa, and although Dazais behavior towards the younger boy didn’t necessarily change. He did try to be nicer when you were around, so when Mori offered a photo after an intense training session with the three of you, he couldn’t say no. 

“I can’t believe you kept this” You smiled, looking at your brother. “Aku still has his copy too”

Dazai hummed in response, glancing over to where Chuuya was putting away groceries. 

“Chuuya~ Could you please make us something to eat while my sister and I go talk? Atsushi will help!”

Chuuya didn’t bother turning away from the cupboard as he waved his hand at Dazai, “Yeah, yeah. Whatever, asshole”

Dazai smiled and turned back to you, “Are you ready to talk now?”

You nodded, “I think so”

Dazai led you to his room so the two of you would have a more private place to talk. You sat on his bed and watched as he leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, 

“I want to start by saying I’m sorry for leaving. There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think about you. I didn’t want to leave you behind”

You sighed, “So why did you? Why did you leave without me?”

“A couple reasons, I didn’t want the Mafia coming after you and I knew I wasn’t fit to take care of you. I could barely care for myself. I knew Chuuya would watch over and protect you better than I could” 

“How did you know that though? Chuuya didn’t have to do anything”

Dazai looked at you with glossy eyes as recalled a conversation he had with Chuuya before he left.

“Chuuya~ I have a question,” Dazai sang, walking into Chuuyas office.

“What do you want?” Chuuya asked as he continued typing on his computer.

“If I were to go missing, would you watch over my sister?”

The typing stopped, “Huh?”

“You heard me”

Chuuya glanced up at Dazai with a confused look, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

Dazai clicked his tongue, “Chuuya is always so aggressive. I just want to make sure she’s safe no matter what”

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'd watch over her. But nothing is going to happen, Dazai. Stop being weird”

Dazai gave him a smile before exiting the office without a word

You blinked slowly as Dazai finished explaining, “So, did Chu know you were leaving?”

Dazai shook his head, “I wasn’t even sure at that point. I just needed to make sure you were taken care of before I thought of anything else”

“We could have hid together, Osamu. We could have-”

“No. You were better off with Chuuya and you know that”

You blinked back tears as you began speaking, “I missed you”

“I missed you too, but I’m back now, and I promise I won’t leave this time”

Dazai finally sat beside you on the bed, wrapping his arms around you. You placed your head onto his chest, letting the tears fall at last. You finally had your brother back and nobody was going to take him away this time. 

The moment was peaceful until there was a knock on the door, “Foods ready!” Atsushi called

You pulled away from Dazai, wiping the tears from your cheeks. 

“You okay?” Dazai asked

You nodded, “Let’s go eat. We still have a mission to go on”

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Waitress!Reader x Eddie Munson

wc: 664

You sigh deeply as your eyes run over the schedule for next week. You were scheduled for a full shift on Valentine’s day. Eddie and you had discussed this, deciding to save any plans of a date for the weekend. So for now, you’d spend the day of love running around serving happy couples while your boyfriend was home and waiting for you.

He hadn’t been mad when you’d mentioned it to him, just kissing your temple and mumbling something about going out on Saturday. But that didn’t stop you from feeling bad. I mean, what kind of girlfriend works on Valentines day?

The 14th rolls around sooner then you would expect. You decide to get at least a little dressed up, tying some bows in your hair and adding a few pink accessories to complete the look. You’re still wearing your uniform though, but it doesn’t stop Eddie from whistling at you as you get dressed.

“You look stunning.” He calls from bed, head just barely propped up to be able to see you.

“Thank you sweetie. I’m sorry I can’t spend the day with you.” You push some of the hair off his forehead, kissing it gently.

“Don’t worry about it, princess. You just focus on work okay? We can do Valentine’s day any day of the year.” God you had really hit the jackpot with Eddie.

“I’ll try my best. Bye baby.” You kiss him one more time before finally leaving for work, guilt just slightly gnawing away at you.

You’ve only been here an hour, and your heart aches. You’ve been serving happy couples this entire time and all you can think about is Eddie. Your perfect, sweet boyfriend who never misses a date and is always there when you need him.

And is currently at home alone right now while you work.

But you decide to push that out of your mind, plastering a smile on your face as you refill coffee.

“Hi, what can I get-Eddie?” And there he is, sitting happily in a booth in your section.

“Hey sweetheart.” He winks at you and you suddenly feel like when you first met, how charming he’d been.

“What are you doing here?” You hand him a menu, despite the fact he’s been here plenty of times and knows it by heart.

“Well since you have to work I figured I might as well be here too. There’s no one else I would rather spend Valentine’s day with.” He squeezes your hand and you grin wildly.

“My lunch break is in two hours. You really wanna sit here for that long?” Before the words even leave your mouth he holds up a copy of ‘The Hobbit’

“I’ll be very busy. So I’ll have a chocolate milkshake for now.” You grin and kiss his cheek quickly before going to put his order in.

You have the best boyfriend ever.

By the time your lunch rolls around, the place has started to clear up. They’ll be a small rush at dinner time but that’s not your problem. You ring in an order of your and Eddie’s usual, and after some puppy-dog eyes towards the chefs, you have two plates of heart-shaped pancakes.

“Voila!” You set the plates down infront of him, slipping into the other side of the booth.

“Wow! They’re doin’ heart shaped pancakes today?” He’s pouring a ridiculous amount of syrup on them, even leaning over to drizzle some on yours too.

“They did em extra special for me.” You’re quick to dig in, having worked up an appetite today.

“Of course they did.”

You spend the whole break talking. Despite being together for so long now, you never run out of things to say.

Eddie just hopes that in a few minutes, the one thing you say is yes.

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STAY HIGH .02

📍Location- Martinez Household

📷POV- Narrator (1st)

After the party, I didn’t really remember much of anything. I’m not shocked though, I got so drunk that Ashtray guy offered to walk me home. Surprisingly enough, I made it home by myself and into my bed before my parents noticed how late I arrived. What I did remember was that weird girl. What was her name? Jennifer? Julie? Oh, It was Jules. Yeah no doubt, she was weird. I mean, she cut herself in front of everyone AND scared Nate Jacobs. I never seen anyone do that, but I guess that’s what new people are for.

Sienna sure thought it was weird too. But hey, maybe she’ll be cool. I ended up laying in bed for about 9 more minutes, scrolling on whatever apps peaked my interest before I got up and started getting ready for school

I had just gotten out of the shower before of course, Sienna called me. I waited for the call to connect and before I could speak Sienna screamed and my hearing almost blew.

“GUESS WHO THE FUCK JUST TEXTED ME AND ASKED ABOUT YOU”

My mind had raced through a million names before I stopped and realized, she could be joking. She usually pranks me like this but I decided to feed into her little scheme.

“Who?”

I mumbled with the most monotone voice I could utter out of me.

“Ashtrayyyy”

I stopped my movements and stared at the camera only to find she was already staring at it, smirking at me.

“You’re such a liar Sienna, and not a good one either”

She rolled her eyes before quickly responding.

“I’m not lying, i’ll send you a screenshot.”

Not long after she said that, I felt my phone vibrate and saw her display name reveal itself at the top of my phone. I clicked on the photo she sent me.

“Told you I wasn’t lying. Did he text you?” I snapped out of my

“No, he didn't text me. What did he want my number for?” I questioned

I knew Sienna wouldn’t know why he wanted my number but I just had to ask. Plus, I was really just thinking to myself out loud. And just as I guessed, she says she doesn’t know

“Maybe he has like.. A secret admirer crush on you?”

That was a ridiculous statement. I mean, Ashtray? Out of the whole school, that he doesn’t attend, he has a crush on me? Yeah, no chance.

“Girl..” I mumbled, rolling my eyes. “I’ll see you at school, I have to finish getting ready, Do I still gotta pick you up?” I questioned, Sienna often needs a ride to school, whether it be she just doesn’t want to drive or her car is broken.

“Nah, I think I’m gonna walk. Get some fresh air before having to deal with this school and it’s bullshit.” She chuckled.

We said our goodbyes before I hung up the phone and started getting dressed, and soon after I was in the car driving to school.

I was busy putting my books inside of my locker before I heard a voice that sounded like Sienna.

“So, I texted Ashtray” She spoke with excitement. I turned around and almost slapped her

“You WHAT?!” I yelled, gaining attention of most of the people near me, who gave me a little bit of a dirty look, but that didn’t matter

Sienna burst out laughing, hunching over and holding her stomach. “You should’ve.. seen your face!” She breathed out, looking at me with a couple of tears rolling down her face.

I crossed my arms and looked at her with a blank face, but after a few seconds of her looking at me with a smile, it wasn’t long before I started laughing too.

Our laughing quickly faded away as I heard the voice of Nate Jacobs, and saw him coming near us, staring at me with a creepy smirk on his face

WC: 664

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Third Time’s a Charm

The X-Files. MSR. Rated: Teen & up. WC: 664. Read on AO3.

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​He rolls over onto his side and finds her looking back at him in a mirrored position. They’re both still struggling to catch a deep breath. His bedroom smells of sheets a week past needing changed and just concluded sex. How does one describe that particular aroma? He thinks about it for a second and decides that mutual insanity fits pretty well right now. Folie au deux.

“Do we…” he hesitates, not sure how to put it. She is solemnly studying him with eyes that shouldn’t be as dazzling as they are, since his bedroom is illuminated only by the streetlights leaking their dim and hazy light through his open blinds. Far-off thunder rumbles quietly in the distance. “Should we… do we talk about this?”

Because Mulder thinks that falling into bed with Scully once is an anomaly. But twice is deliberate. And this third time is… what? A commitment? A habit? Maybe a declaration that this is no longer just a thing they do when under extreme stress? That perhaps now it’s something they engage in simply because they want to?

After all, it’s just a weeknight, and like many others before it. Living room well-lit as they go over files, sharing decent take-out and maybe a beer. No stress other than the low simmer of anxiety that’s always there. Everything just like it's always been before. And yet, somehow, they've found their way out of their clothes and into his bed. For the third time.

“What’s to talk about?” she lazily counters, drawing a damp palm across his collarbone and down his chest. “It is what it is.”

This is not the sort of remark Scully makes. She considers everything very carefully. Disassembles a thing and studies each separate part before she begins to reassemble the disparate segments into something she can explain in lengthy and often incomprehensible language. Her laissez faire attitude unsettles him.

“Well,” he begins, “because this isn’t.. it’s not. I mean, this is not what we do.” He takes in a deep breath. “Normally.”

“Apparently it is now,” she rejoins.

“And what do you think about that?”

“Do we need to discuss this?”

“I think so, Scully. You know how important you are to me, right? I mean, you do know. Don’t you?”

She’s still stroking him, up and down his body where she can reach, slow and precise, and it makes it hard for him to think. He’s thirty-seven years old and should require a bit of time between rounds of the horizontal mambo, but apparently his body is dialed into eighteen and perpetually horny. He’s flabbergasted by the ability of his penis to take a licking and come back ticking so quickly. Or maybe it’s just because it’s Scully.

“I know how you make me feel,” she declares.

“How’s that?” He’s honestly curious. Because the tone of her voice leads him to believe it’s something good. But nothing comes easily with Scully. She makes him work for almost everything.

It’s quiet long enough that he decides she’s going to ignore his query. But if it’s reticence, she hasn’t informed her hands of that. They’re still busy speaking their own language against him. Her legs have become tangled in his, dragging the satin of her skin across his. He can’t help it: he has to reciprocate. It’s too tempting to keep touching her in all the places he hasn’t been able to before.

He pulls her closer and gets busy with her mouth for a minute. They break their wet kiss and she breathes, “Desired,” against his lips. “Necessary,” she whispers across his chin. “Alive.” The word brushes the line of his cheek. She pulls back and cups his jaw in her talented and capable hands. Her swimming pool eyes threaten to swallow him whole. “Safe,” she proclaims.

His eyes slip shut at that. He wishes it were so. More than anything. She says it a second time, softly upon his face, and kisses his closed eyelids.

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Random brain dump so the muse can concentrate on a longer piece in progress. Mostly freeform.

Until next time…

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Can I please ask for a prompt 1 or 8 for Law or Sabo?

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I feel it's been a second since I wrote Sabo so I hope it goes well? please enjoy <3

Sabo x GN reader SFW Modern AU Prompt: going to a cat café WC: 664

You had no idea if Sabo even liked cats before you’d made the decision to go and try it out. You told him the place had nice tea and cakes and you’d been eyeing it up for a hot minute. You also told him it was all family ran and private, he always hated chains. 

He seemed down for it.

So you dressed up nice, he was curious why you’d told him not to wear his sweater, you mentioned how it might get pulled on things and he gave you such a puzzled look. But he still looked handsome in his shirt and vest combo so it had worked out in your favor.

When you stepped into the cafe your eyes widened as you looked inside the room with all the cute decor, a large fake tree with lots of little places cats could lay on, nap in, and climb across. You spotted so many happy cats within seconds as you passed your cell phone to the lady behind the counter with your reservation.

“Cats?” Sabo asked with a quirked brow. 

“Cats.” You nodded as you were allowed into the main part, shown to your seats where a big fat tabby was curled up, purring loudly as you sat close.

“I didn’t know if you liked them or not and I was kinda worried you wouldn’t.” You confessed to him, not meeting his eye as he sat down across from you, you started to pet the cat, watching it uncurl and give you access to his soft belly.

“I’m indifferent I guess?” He said with a chuckle, and smile on his face as he watched the warm interaction.

How much you loved animals always made him feel soft, seeing you loving on any creature reminded him of the big warm heart that he had fallen so in love with. You handed him the menu as you the cat grabbed your other hand with both paws, keeping you rubbing his belly.

“You’ve made a friend…” Sabo said, taking the menu and looking it over, knowing exactly what he was going to get when he saw the nice tea selection. “I’ll order for you, I think your too distracted.” You smiled and let out a sheepish chuckle, he was right.

He’d ordered and was happily watching you with all the cats, you’d taken pictures, petted countless felines, and seemed to be in heaven, and seeing you happy was all he really wanted, seeing you happy made him happy.

As the lunch date went on though, he found himself watching a cat, he was all black with a red collar and seemed unsure of everyone. He had wild eyes and his whiskers looked like freckles on his face, he was a very cute cat.

“Oh careful, he’s a little sulky.” The woman putting down their tray said as the cat approached Sabo with caution.

“Really? He does kind of remind me of someone..” Sabo hummed and gently held his hand out, meeting eyes with the wary feline as its tail flicked behind it.

You watched what was going on, how Sabo didn't move his hand, how the cat moved closer, sniffing the palm of his hand, the woman stood there with hands on her hips as she watched your boyfriend and the cat. The cat made a huff before face planting into Sabo’s palm and nuzzling.

“Wow, the first person he’d ever liked… well done.” She said with a chuckle, surprise painted on her face as she moved away.

Sabo grinned, it was nice to know this small cat liked him, that he was special. “Alright, I guess I like this cat..” Sabo smiled and carried on gently stroking him.

For the rest of the date you and Sabo drank tea and snacks, you had a variety of cats visit you during your time at the cafe but Sabo, Sabo sat with that one black cat curled up on his lap as the two of you talked.

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Luna! Naga! Hizashi Yamada x  Alpha! Werewolf! Shouta Aizawa.

(I do not own Hizashi Yamada/Present Mic or Shouta Aizawa/ Eraserhead. Horikoshi Kohei does. If this isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices or brew of coffee, move on. Reader discretion is advised.)

TW: Negative body image,hate on self-image. ABO scenario, pregnancy, dude being pregnant (I couldn’t think of Mpreg at the time. roll with it.)

Wc: 664

Hizashi was looking at his bump in the mirror as it had grown larger.

He was resting back against his tail against the wall to relieve pressure on his lower back.He was frowning and examining how large it had gotten over the past few months. He had been told at work that he should lay off the feeding bag and maybe hit a gym. All the other teachers knew that he was pregnant and this person didn’t. this new person was someone knew that was coming to the school temporarily to gain some experience in a school environment as a teacher’s aid as they were attending college. One of the other teachers told them Hizashi’s situation and they backed down and apologized. But the comment got into his mind. His thoughts were swirling as he was staring off into the mirror until his train of thought was interrupted by Shouta knocking on the door.

“Hey, Dinner is ready. Are you okay?” He asked as he entered the room. “I’m a little upset about something the new teacher’s aid said today in the office.” He spoke. “What did they say?” He asked as he approached his husband and pulled him close. “They said I should not eat so much and go to a gym.” He spoke and felt tears roll down his cheeks. “Did anyone say something to them? If not, I’ll go talk to them now.” Shouta spoke and went to take his capture weapon off its hook that it rested on when he wasn’t wearing it. “Yes. I think Cementoss said something to them and they backed off and apologized. But what they said got to me. Am I really that big? I feel like I shouldn’t be this big at eight months.” He spoke and looked back to the mirror. Shouta put his scarf back on the hook and walked back to his mate, wiping away the tears from his eyes. “Don’t forget, you’re carrying a giant egg and not just a baby and some fluids.” He told him and put his hand on his bump. “I know. It’s huge for only one baby.” He spoke and looked at it again in the mirror. “And that’s fine. Did they say anything else to you?” He asked. “No… But I have been having thoughts that you might leave me or I’d be alone when I give birth.” He spoke. Shouta cupped Hizashi’s cheek and kissed him softly. “I’m not going anywhere. I hope I’ll be there when you give birth it depends on where and when your labor hits. Which will be in a few weeks and our little one will be here.” He told him and held his hand. “Dinner is going to get cold. Lets go.” He added and led him out of the bedroom. Hizashi stopped at the door and leaned against the doorframe. Shouta looked back at him. “Can we eat in the nest? I don’t think I can manage sitting at the table tonight.” He asked. “Of course. I’ll bring the food to you. Go get comfy.” He told him and walked off to the kitchen. Hizashi went to his nest and waited for Shouta to come back. Soon, he came back bearing the fried chicken and ice cream he had requested for dinner. Shouta handed the food to Hizashi and sat down outside the nest with his own bowl of soba noodles since that was one of the things that didn’t make Hizashi want to vomit and they ate together in peace. The end.

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Sam is gone by the time Castiel goes to look for him. Where? He’s got no idea, and Sam must’ve used some sort of spell to hide himself from angels, because Castiel can’t sense him anywhere near.

Or maybe he’s just not trying.

Either way, he doesn’t really care right now, because he just doesn’t have the time right now.

He doesn’t have time to worry about someone who doesn’t want Dean back.

Let’s just say our host is surprised by the sudden appearance of his new guest. Shocked. Appalled, even.

At least that much is evident, by the slight widening of the angel’s blue eyes, “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Your assistance is required.”

“No way. I am not going back to Heaven.”

“Who said anything about Heaven?”

“Castiel, you’re an angel of Heaven.”

“Your information is out of date, Balthazar. The angels no longer consider me one of their own, nor do I long to be one of them.”

Balthazar’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline, “You got kicked?”

Castiel gives him a blank look.

“Alright. What do you need me for then?”

“Your help is required for the raising of someone in Hell.”

“Who?”

“That is not of import.”

“Are they human?”

Castiel ducks his head, to hide the smile threatening to overflow onto his face. He almost lets out a chuckle, “They were last time I checked.”

If Balthazar was useful for nothing else, he at least had a certain spell that would be extremely useful to Castiel.

The spell allows him to talk to those in Hell.

And, fortunately, Bobby has everything needed for it. Yet one more thing to be thankful for, is that Bobby has decided to forgive Castiel.

For now, at least.

But right now they had bigger things to concern themselves with.

The symbol covering the majority of the floor is extremely complex. Seemingly random symbols and lines, drawn in thick white chalk, all scattered in an unusually precise pattern.

Balthazar stands at the northernmost section of the symbol, as he recites the words necessary for communication with the damned.

In the center of it is Castiel.

He isn’t paying any attention to what Balthazar is saying, too nervous about whether or not the spell will work.

Castiel lets out a sound that vaguely sounds like a chuckle. Him, being nervous. That’s something he never would’ve expected to feel.

Hell, he never even expected to feel.

Balthazar finishes up his spell, and looks expectantly at Castiel. And... nothing happens?

The younger angel glances up at the older one, only just noticing Gabriel behind him. His brow furrows, “Why hasn-”

Castiel slumps on the floor, with a sickeningly loud thud.

Dean fell asleep.

He’s got no idea how, but.. it happened. And he dreamed. Well, he’s dreaming.

The Impala is parked next to him. And he leans down to look through the driver side window, checking that it’s actually his car. His only version of home. His happy memories contained in one spot - even if that spot is mobile.

The light rustling of wings, and crunching of leaves is what makes Dean straighten away from the car. He looks across the hood and sees something... unusual.

Facing away from him is a man. Dark, dark brown hair. Skin slightly tanned. Suit pants visible only below the knee, due to the mans’ jacket. And then the jacket itself, light brown and worn-in, the trench coat resting comfortably on his shoulders.

Dean’s voice is hoarse, so much so it hurts to speak, but he does manage one word.

“Hello?”

The man whirls around instantaneously, the lines of worry that were clustered around his eyes smoothing the second he sees Dean.

And then Dean sees his eyes... the brightest blue anyone’s ever seen. Clear, but it’s also obvious that they’ve seen a lot. And yet, beautiful all the same.

The man gives a small smile. Just a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.

“Hello, Dean.”

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That's 1,578 more posts than 2021!

968 posts created (4%)

23,188 posts reblogged (96%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@distridyke

@zebruh

@werewolfcave

@luna-mistrunner

I tagged 14,578 of my posts in 2022

Only 40% of my posts had no tags

#dr - 2,105 posts

#hs - 1,276 posts

#rwby - 982 posts

#wc - 696 posts

#pokemon - 589 posts

#rgu - 465 posts

#werewolf - 446 posts

#tlt - 441 posts

#replyin to y'all - 357 posts

#pmmm - 321 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#vriska is so incapable of dealing with vulnerability that her trying to flip it to blackrom bc she can't deal with the idea that she pities

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

* on technicality Aru is an angel, created by God to watch Earth and all that

** The Mayor of the City Future Diary takes place in literally made the Future Diaries

341 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

#4

428 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

#3

I want sapphic relationships where they are eachother's undoings and their starts and their beginning and they have eachother's hearts in a vice grip!!! I want sapphic relationships where they truly don't know what they would do without the other! Codependency! Consumption! Cycles! Possessiveness! Obsession! Unwillingness to let go! Go to the ends of the earth to find you again! Destroy everything to see you again! I'll take care of you and you take care of me and nothing else needs to matter but it does matter and we are tearing eachother apart but we'd be so much worse if we didn't have eachother!!!

481 notes - Posted September 30, 2022

#2

Autistics will gather around one friend's camera on discord and watch them go through the car wash cause it's got pretty colors and rainbow soap and they'll cheer every time colors come on screen

642 notes - Posted August 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I hope this makes sense. I am open to suggestions and critiques. Sequel here

Inspired by: a juri post and a miki post by @horse-girl-anthy, the boy princess by @iztarshi, the Palace Perspective, and a post that calls Juri a "boy shaped girl" and Miki a "girl shaped boy" but I cannot for the life of me find it (if someone can, please send it to me)

664 notes - Posted October 31, 2022

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