#Bright your day 1227

[elogval]

Happy Birthday 💙 unforgettable boy💙

[rat-cigars]

Damn Bitch You live like this?

(a/n: 18+ again yall, be mindful of TWs, no smut but still TW, Ron and Wanda get some spotlight this chapter, love them, so epic style of them to be homies, I’m starting to dip more into mc and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! )

(TW: stalking, talks of fight, non-con kiss on head, incel shit hard, )

Wc: 1227

**Edward POV)

*Reader POV)

Possible Spoilers in this chapter

Afab!Reader (she/her) pronouns

Chapter 8: Seeing Double

** Your chest moved ever so slightly as you slept. Edward watched the rhythm of the movement as he crept closer. Reaching out to move a strand of hair off your cheek. It was risky, but he couldnt stay away, loving how delicate you looked in the ambient lighting. With no reaction from you, he leaned over fully giving into his desire to touch you.

Thank god you were a heavy sleeper because the soft breath he let out, was borderline erotic. The way that your skin felt against his rough fingertips was mind blowing. Soft, but firm, and yet plush. Edward adored you, how could someone so sweet be doomed to this terrible city.

Pulled from his thoughts by a little movement of your arm, he held his breath for a moment before starting to back away.

He snuck through your small apartment and looked for any sign that you and Bruce had been entangled. Lucky for him he found nothing, this pleased him.

A dopey smile formed on his face and he softly chuckled to himself while in your room. “Perfect..” He was so giddy he was nearly skipping out of your room. Edward loved how you hadnt been ruined by Bruce yet. Surely it was because you knew his plan. He was convinced of this, staring at your sleeping form on the couch. He leaned down, setting a softer than a cloud, kiss on the top of your head. You stayed asleep not moving until he uttered out, “y/n, i do adore you..” he whispered. You then stirred slightly, mumbling something in you sleep and rolling around on the couch. He chuckled and with that he headed out for the night. Walking back home to the hotel with pink cheeks and a wide smile.

*You hadn’t even had time to check the numbers before rushing out of your apartment.

The day was bright and you weren’t really used to it but, you had to get started on sending out thank you notes to the extra staff for helping with the party last night. Usually it was pitch black on the streets but today it had been the drab haze of greys and blues. You pulled out your phone sighing as you called Ron. Unfortunately he didn’t answer, leaving you with the voicemail.

“Hey, I’m gonna be a little late this afternoon. I’m sorry the party must’ve gotten to me.” You joked and then hung up leaving him the message. Finally arriving not long after you rushed in to see Ron at the front desk and.. Wanda?

Jeez maybe this party really had gotten to you, your worlds were colliding all around you. First at the party with Edward and Bruce Wayne, and now with Ron and Wanda laughing at the counter.

Ron noticed you instantly and stood to greet you, “Hey y/n, I got your voicemail!” He called out as you walked to the pair. “Yeah, I’m really sorry about that.” You blushed embarrassed about being late. It wasn’t like you to not show up on time. “No worries, I was talking with this lovely lady here,” he gestured to Wanda leaning on the counter with a small stack of magazines in hand.

She chuckled waving at you, and Ron spoke again,”where have you been hiding her?” He teased. “Oh gosh, you stop it.” You laughed and then pulled off your jacket, folding it over your arm. “What’s the schedule for today?” You asked and walked towards the back room.

Ron and Wanda followed behind not worried about the empty lobby. “Well we’ve been working on some of the thank you notes and general clean up from last night. Mr.Wayne offered some extra help this morning so we got it taken care of pretty fast.” He shrugged.

You set down your bag and hung up your jacket nodding “Really? I’m a little surprised he was up this early.” You chuckled. “And why is that?” Wanda smirked raising a brow, “Uh.. well.” You sighed a flush covering your cheeks. You didn’t have a crush on Bruce, but still he was a powerful man who chose to help you personally walk home. “Well he walked me home last night..” you finally mumbled out. Wanda and Ron shared a soft gasp and it turned into a bustling laughter from Wanda. Meanwhile Ron had furrowed his brows a little, remembering how Edward had walked through the party last night after you’d left.

“Is that why the boy from 148B was upset?” He wondered. Your face fell from the blush into a concerned look.

“What do you mean?” You asked as Wanda stopped laughing, not knowing Edward she didn’t really understand why it was an issue. “Well yeah after you left he came back through with this just blank stare and it looked like he had been crying.”

Your heart fell at those words and you brought your hands to your temples. “Fuck.. Have you seen him this morning..?” You groaned leaning your head up. You felt horrid at the thought of hurting him, but you guys had been fighting.

Anyways he’d called you gullible, and when his voice rose you remember the slight fear you felt. But you couldn’t help feeling bad as he had apologized. “Not really, I don’t even think it matters.” Ron shrugged. “He leaves at the end of the month anyway.” You had all started walking back to the front continuing to talk. “Oh shit yeah.”

You sighed. “I gotta text him..” you grumbled and then Wanda raised her arms, “Guys I hate to be rude but who is this guy?” And that’s when you and Ron went through talking about him.

Wanda nodded after listening and then shrugged, “Well I don’t know about all of that but is he cute?” She teased you.

You chuckled feeling a little bold with the two older friends.

“Of course he is, otherwise I wouldn’t have taken him to the party.” You laughed but it was cut short when you saw Wanda and Ron’s faces turn pink.

You slowly turned around and your face heated up, flushed with color.

“H-Hey..” you barely stuttered out seeing Edward had been walking down the hall and must’ve heard you guys talking.

Especially the last part, seeing his face matched the color of yours. Both flustered and unsure what to say next, Ron and Wanda made their getaway to the back room.

[lupically]

#4D3035 | BENNETT.

genre | angst

word count | 1227

warning | mention of death, badly written (?) grieve 

note | i tried taking a little turn with this one. i thought diluc could resonate with a scenario like this so i added him in. anyway, i hope you like this anon, thank you for requesting!

request | from anon

"if you see him at the graveyard behind the cathedral, please take him home."

jean's request echoed in diluc's mind as he cautiously hid behind the column of the grand cathedral.

his soulless red eyes focused on the unfamiliar boy sitting on the grass by a tombstone. that must be bennett. what kind of teenager would willingly hang around such an eerie location at the dead of night if it wasn't for a desperate cause? it could only be the orphan whose best friend just passed because of incurable health problems.

bennett sat close to the tombstone but he was still careful with the spaces he occupied. it wasn't entirely visible, but it seemed that he brought a bag and nothing else to this moonlit solo picnic of his. he was munching on a small sandwich sara whipped up for him out of sympathy and talking to himself.

it was almost sad to watch.

diluc knew very little about bennett. he wasn't particularly interested in the sun-kissed boy besides the fact that they're the same. on unspoken levels, he understood that they are the same.

it wouldn't have to take a genius to understand the situation at hand—bennett's friend died and now he heads over to their grave every night to spend time with their ghost, for closure purposes, maybe.

diluc knew, personally, that talking to a stone doesn't actually work, but at bennett's age, he didn't have many grieving options left to pick from.

"you know what i found behind a cave near starsnatch cliff today?" bennett said, his voice positively loud, and he fished out a dirty-looking headband from his bag. he looked at it, examined it carefully, then he hummed in dismay. "hmm, i actually don't know what this is... but i am going to ask my dads about it later and i'll come back to tell you!"

he dropped the headband on the ground before reaching into his bag again. his lips stayed permanently quirked up, his green eyes shining like the sun would in this dark, silent night. taking a quick bite of the sandwich, he huffed out an excited breath when his eyes caught sight of glowing everflame seed and immediately pulled it out of his bag.

"oh, and i fought the pyro regisvine today!" he exclaimed animatedly, looking down at the seed. "it wasn't as scary as i thought it would be, but you were right, i am a bad match for it. thank god razor came along, i would have gotten off worse."

mumbling something about planting the seed in his home's backyard, and then frowning about how it would probably be a bad idea to plant a pyro regisvine within the city walls, bennett took a big bite of the sandwich as he set down the seed before he realization suddenly hit him.

"oh!" crumbs of bread flew out of the corner of his mouth. "razor! i met a new friend recently in whispering woods! he is really cool, you would like him! he lives near wolvendom..."

he reached for the treasure map in his bag and hastily rolled it open. his finger wiggled in preparation to point out razor's whereabouts, but upon the sight of the beat-up treasure map—rusty, written over, and burnt around the edges—his movement stopped at the red cross marked obnoxiously atop of liyue harbor.

"i will take you there one day! i heard they have a super nice lantern festival! we can make lanterns and write wishes on them!"

he never managed to get you there. you had died before he even made it past dawn winery on his reckless attempt to carry you to liyue.

the decision to strap you to your bed until your last minute did not sit well with him; he had wanted you to see the outside world despite your terrible health, he had wanted you to meet the sun and moon personally, so he snuck you out of mondstadt and made a run for it. a terrible decision, truly, he was never going make it.

bennett could still remember the final knock of your weak hand against his back, urging him to give up. he remembers how he had to find a comfortable spot under a tree where you could see the moon clear as day. he especially remembered the moment he watched you take your last breath, and he worried how he was supposed to explain this to anybody.

your parents would have killed him if jean and the adventure's guild didn't stand by him, but still, that would never stop him from thinking that everything might have been his fault.

the red cross that once signified a final destination, a dream within reach, now served as a warning. the red marker was tainted with the blood of your death, as if screaming, "never go there! the last time you tried, your friend died!"

diluc raised his brow upon bennett sudden stop in movement. he pushed himself off the wall and stepped a little closer, watching the boy with knowing intensity. the moment was finally here after the train of denying cheerfulness. the sun, sitting alone by the dead moon, was finally falling apart.

tears fell seamlessly out of bennett's pretty eyes as cries huffed past his mouth. he looked around, noticing everything but not taking them into account, seeing everything but not understanding the purpose of them. what was the sandwich for? what was the map for? what was the everflame seed for? what was the tombstone for?

he was just crying. that was all he knew to do now.

little clouds of grieve and guilt allowing the switching off of his bright exterior and finally, reverting him to who he truly was: just a boy; a boy who lost his dear friend, a boy who could not have done better than he could before and now, a boy who had his love taken away and was left to deal with it with nothing but tears because that was all he should understand.

"i'm so sorry," he said. "i miss you so much, please come back."

there was a hint of softening in diluc's chest.

it was all bennett could do; these cries of bargain. please come back, so this time around i will figure it out, this time around i will protect you, this time around i will love you better than i did before.

diluc didn't know much about bennett, but he knew for sure that the boy loved you more than he had let on, more than the amount he regretted not showing. like the sun that hides itself so the moon can shine, its affection hidden beneath the mountain and the ocean in incalculable ways.

they are the same, on many unspoken levels they are the same.

diluc waited until the boy dropped asleep on the grass. he walked over, looked at him, couched down to gather his things, and he hoisted the boy on his back so he could bring him to jean and ask for the whereabouts of his home.

bennett stirred a little, but he didn't wake up. amid his slumber, he mumbled your name, and diluc wondered if things would turn out better for the boy.

he wondered if the sun will shine like it used to again, even though the moon has died.

[carnationworld-writings]

Let’s get married today (Greg ‘Mouse’ Gerwitz x reader)

MASTERLIST

Paring: Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz x Reader

Universe: One Chicago

Word Count: 1227

Warnings: speaking about anxiety and stress, marriage. 

Summary: The one where Mouse is stressing about their wedding. 

Author’s note: My loves, today I have for you drabble wit this sweet guy, Greg Gerwitz! I just miss him so much in Chicago P.D., so I wrote this...

Please let me know what you thinking about this one! Your comments, likes and reblogs mean a world to me!

In advance, I am sorry about every grammar mistake and misspellings. English is not my first language.

In advance, I am sorry about every grammar mistake and misspellings. English is not my first language.Y/N smiled widely, hearing loud laughs of Sylvie and Kim. All girls of Firehouse 51 and District 21 were here together, helping Y/N prepare for her wedding. She felt overwhelming happiness and warm in her chest - it was the day when she would marry the love of her life - Greg Gerwitz. She looked at the mirror and thought that she looked beautiful in that white dress made of lace. She felt how Mouse's mother put her hand on her arm with a big, teary smile. She touched her hand, and couldn't believe that soon they would become a family. Earlier that day, they had a little talk, and an older woman gave her pearl earrings that belonged to Mouse grandma, which she proudly wore at this moment. Everything was just perfect, and she was so excited to start this next chapter with Mouse. 

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Erin. She saw that she typed on her phone with a concerned face. When their eyes met, she knew that something was not right. She rested her hand on her stomach and turned to the detective. 

"Erin?" Y/N smiled a little. "Everything okay?" 

"Yeah... It was Jay. He wrote that Mouse is freaking out a little. He asked if you could talk before the ceremony. And they know that he can't see you before." 

With that, Y/N became worried. She knew Greg's past and that because of everything he saw in the war zone, he could be very insecure about himself. She knew that the doubt that somebody could love him unconditionally because of the person he became in the army. In all their relationships, she always tried to show him that she cares about him and every part of him. She showed him that she is ther for him no matter what and she would always try to find a solution for them. She looked at his mother who signed. 

"Of course, we can talk... Where is my phone?" She looked around the room to find that thing. 

"Actually, they are outside." 

"Oh... Okay, can you give us a few minutes, please? I promise that he won't see the dress." 

She watched as all the women went out of the room. She heard Kim telling Mouse that he couldn't see her, and she was sure that his mother kissed him on the forehead with tears in eyes. She smiled at that thought and came closer to the door, placing hand on them.

"Greg, are you there?" She called softly, closing her eyes. 

"Yeah, I'm here." Of the sound of his voice, she could say that he was stressed and it made her worry even more. 

"What's wrong baby?" 

"Nothing...I just needed to hear your voice. I... I was worried that you could change your mind about the wedding and won't come."

"Greg, you silly boy!" She couldn't help but smile. "You know that I wouldn't do such a thing to you! Especially without talking to you. You are the love of my life, Greg.  When you asked me to marry you... It was the happiest day of my life. And when I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I can't wait for it. In just a few minutes I will be able to call you my husband. I will be able to proudly introduce myself as a Mrs Gregory Gerwitz. And I will proudly wear a wedding ring from you because you are the most amazing man in the entire world, Greg. You are so strong, so caring, so kind-hearted. Having you as my husband will be the greatest privilege, and if you didn't change your mind, I would be more than happy to meet you in front of the altar. So... Are you sure about everything?" 

"Yeah, I am. And I'm sure that with you I am the happiest man. I don't know what I did to deserve you. And I'm sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Just a few minutes more, and I will finally be able to see you. I know... I know it was only one night, but I really missed you." 

She could tell that he rested his head against the door with a little smile. After everything that he saw on his duty, he had problems with accepting himself completely. Even if he pretended to be a bit cocky, especially at the beginning of their relationship. But he was cute and wore his heart on his sleeve. He needed remains that he could be loved, and she was more than happy to show him that she loved all of him. 

"Greg? Can you close your eyes, and promise me that you won't open them until I tell you?" 

"Of course... But why?" 

"Just do it! You'll find out soon." 

She giggled, waiting for his answer. When he told her that he did what she asked him, she slowly opened the door. She looked at his face and saw that he tried not to smile. She took all his appearance and bit her lower lip, seeing him in black tux. She made a few steps and stood before him. Gently she placed her hands on his cheeks and kissed him softly on his nose. She couldn't help but grinned when she saw a smile brighten his face. 

"You don't know how much I want to see your beautiful eyes right now, but I'm afraid that they could change the date of our wedding." They both chuckled, and Mouse put his hands on her hips, squeezing her tightly. She rested her forehead against his and closed her eyes with a smile. "I missed you too, you know? And I really can't wait to become your wife." He gently nudged her nose with his. 

"I love you, Y/N." He whispered against her lips.

"I love you too, Greg." 

She rose on tiptoe, bringing their lips together. She slowly moved her hand at Mouse's neck, softly sighing in his mouth when he put her closer to him. He lifted her for a few inches, making her laugh in his lips, which he bit delicately. When he put her on the floor, he must have to fight himself to not open his eyes. 

"I should go..." She sighed, kissing him again. "See you at the altar, babe." 

"See you, my angel." 

She smiled, hearing that nickname, and taking careful steps, she went back to the room where she prepared herself. After Sylvie checked her makeup, she met with her father. Holding his hand, they slowly made their way through the aisle. She smiled when she saw all her friends and family.  But she felt like they stopped existing, when she met Mouse eyes. His posture didn't show any stress, and all she could see was happiness and love in his look. She felt tears gathering in her eyes when she saw his bright smile. He was the love of her life. He was her home. They already won many battles with their demons. And now she was ready to start the next chapter of her life with him. Hopefully, they will be together for the rest of their lives, which she hoped will be long, but even death will not be able to separate them.

[occasionally-writing]

Show Me Love

A/N: I finally finished everything I had waiting for me in my askbox. I’m gonna take a bit of a break and then maybe I’ll take prompts again tonight or something. I’m not sure. Anyways, here ya go anon! I decided to base their one off the small paragraph thing I posted yesterday so the last paragraph will look like the one that I had written out before. Other than that, I really hope you like it anon <3 tagging @whyamistillwatchingtheseshows​ because morksun!

Summary: When Mork wakes up, he wakes up to his annoyingly cute boyfriend before he has to deal with Sun’s early morning antics while getting ready to open the cafe. 

Word Count: 1227

Letting out a groan as he began to wake up, Mork grumbled something before his eyes fluttered open, taking in the sunlight that was shining through Sun’s thin curtains. His day had just started like it always did, cuddled into Sun’s arms as he woke up in his bed with their clothes scattered everywhere around the room, a sign of their late night of sweet passion. Letting out a groan as his lower body ached, Mork sighed and glanced to his side, taking in a sleeping Sun, his face peaceful and void of any stress that could be visible during the day while he dealt with the cafe. Letting his scowl fade to something warmer, Mork leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Sun’s hair, gently pushing his arm away so that he could scoot off the bed without waking him. Stretching out once he was free and standing, Mork searched around the room for his boxers before he found them, slipping them on as he pulled his shirt off the lamp shade. Tugging it on, Mork yawned and looked at the time, rubbing his eyes when he noticed that he had enough time to shower before he had to open up the cafe. Moving towards Sun, Mork nudged him and rolled his eyes at the groan his boyfriend let out. 

“Get up. We have an hour before the cafe has to open. I’m going to go take a shower,” Mork muttered as he crossed his arms, watching the way Sun’s eyes fluttered open and looked at him, the nice sleep he was in earlier still clinging to them. Letting out a yawn, Sun slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes, turning his clearing eyes towards his boyfriend as Mork tried not to chuckle at the major bedhead Sun was sporting. Running his fingers through his hair, Sun pushed the covers off and moved to stand up, Mork getting a flash of his boyfriend’s naked body. “And for God’s sake, find your boxers and put them on.”

“Why, it’s not like you haven’t seen everything before,” Sun snorted out, but doing as Mork asked as he let his eyes gaze around the room, obviously looking for his boxers. Letting out a grunt at what he said, Mork turned his back to Sun and moved to step out of the room, freezing as arms were suddenly wrapped around his waist and a bare chest was pressed against his back. Closing his eyes, Mork hoped Sun was wearing his boxers as he turned around, peering down and hiding a sigh of relief when he saw that he was. Clicking his tongue when a kiss was pressed against his cheek, Mork allowed it before he gently pushed Sun away, giving a warning look as he headed towards the door, still wanting to take a shower. “Can I join you?”

Shooting him a look that made Sun cackle, Mork slammed the door on his boyfriend and darted towards the bathroom, closing the door as soon as he got in. He knew that Sun wouldn’t go against his wishes if he truly didn’t want to do something, but there was still a chance that his boyfriend wouldn’t be able to wait. Getting through the shower with no problem, Mork quickly dried off and tied a towel around his waist, making his way out of the bathroom. Stepping back into Sun’s room, Mork noticed that his boyfriend wasn’t around so with a sigh, he picked out his clothes for the day and settled for a pair of dark blue ripped jeans and the shirt that Sun had gotten him for his birthday that officially made them boyfriends. Smiling softly at the shirt, Mork pulled it on and smoothed out the wrinkles, ruffling his hair dry with the towel. Styling it, Mork decided to keep his bangs down for the day as he tossed the towel into the hamper and stepped out of the room to hear the clatter of someone getting things ready for the cafe to open. Slipping on his shoes, Mork jogged down the stairs and leaned against the wall as he noticed Sun, dressed and cleaned up, nothing like how when he first woke up. Feeling eyes on him, Sun turned and flashed Mork a bright smile before he nodded towards where his apron was hanging, silently telling him to get it on and turn the sign to open. Doing as he was told, Mork let Sun tie the apron on him before he was turned around and they softly pressed their lips together, Mork pulled away as he cleared his throat and slid around Sun, walking towards the sign so he could turn it. 

“The sign’s turned, no more kisses!” Mork announced sternly, shooting Sun a look with his eyebrows raised. Letting a pout lay heavy on his lips, Sun huffed and grumbled something that had Mork smirking as he walked around the counter, getting ready to take orders as the bell to the cafe rang. Giving Sun the order, Mork stood still as his boyfriend’s hand rested on the small of his back as he handed the customer her order, obviously standing a bit closer than what was originally intended. Turning towards him, Mork arched his brow at the grin Sun had on his lips before his boyfriend pressed a quick kiss to his blushing cheek, cackling when Mork swatted at him and smacked him with a dish towel. “Get out of here! We got customers!”

By the time it was closing time, Mork finally took in a deep breath as he hung up his apron and moved towards the sink, knowing that he had dirty mugs waiting to be washed. Keeping his mind on the soothing action of washing them, Mork didn’t notice the feet that were growing close to him until they were right on him. Almost dropping the mug he was trying to wash, Mork was glad that the cafe was just closing and all of the customers had left and the place was empty. Turning to face his boyfriend with a blush slowly filling his cheeks, Mork scowled at the smirk that was on Sun’s face as he leaned against the counter, the smiling just telling Mork that he knew what he was doing. Turning his back to him again, Mork finished up with washing the mugs before arms were suddenly wrapped around his waist and a chest was pressed firmly against his back. Letting out a sigh as he let himself be held, Mork placed his hands onto Sun’s from where they were resting against his stomach. Staring at the soapy water that was still resting in the sink, Mork huffed when he heard Sun’s teasing question about if he was going to reply or not to his confession of love. He knew that Sun knew that he wasn’t good with words, so did he really expect Mork to say something? Feeling a kiss being pressed against the back of his neck, Mork felt his breath hitch before he spun in Sun’s arms, deciding to show him his response through an action and not through words. Pulling away when he felt Sun’s hands land on his waist, Mork played with the hair at the back of his boyfriend’s neck as it was his turn to smirk.

“Does that answer your question, P’Sun?”

[des8pudels8kern]

The Witcher, after season 1, no warnings. Inspired by that post about a mysterious stranger setting down a pouch heavy with coin on the table in front of you.

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The bar’s entrance was well off the main road, in the alley behind a side-street in the seedier part of Vizima. No sign marked the door leading down into the basement rooms. The people who came here knew what they were looking for.

Per straightened his back as he went down the stairs and held his head high when he pushed open the door and stepped into the candle-lit din. Unlike some people who came to spend money in this hole in the ground, he wanted to be seen.

Most of the small tables were empty or boasted single occupants who had looked up at his entrance and returned to nursing their drinks, not seeing whom they were waiting for.  In one corner, half a dozen people were clustered in a corner, engaged in a game of Gwent. The pile in the middle boasted rings, necklaces, tiny gem-encrusted boxes and other small, precious items that could so easily stick to one’s fingers without their owners noticing. No one here would ask about provenance, especially not the trader Per recognized watching the game form a corner who’d pay the winner a fair enough price and be out of town in the morning, to fence his wares somewhere they would not be recognized.

Per found himself an empty table and sat down, back to the wall and eyes on the rest of the room. He raised a hand to flag down an ale, and Ina, the stout, scarred woman behind the bar nodded, poured him a mug, and then pushed it towards a hooded figure sitting at the bar, who looked up and followed the line of her arm where she pointed at Per.

Seemed like this one had come looking for someone like Per.

The figure - a man, Per guessed from the size – wove around the other tables, plopped the ale down in front of him, and sat himself at an angle from Per. Not so close beside him he’d be within easy reach, but neither leaving his back entirely open to the room. Not stupid, then.

“Kacper,” the man said. A statement, not a question.

Per’s eyes flicked to Ina, who shrugged. Someone who’d come looking for him specifically, then, not asked for someone like him and gotten his name from her.

“Who’s asking?”

The man pulled an arm free from the folds of his cloak. In his gloved hand he held a leather pouch, non-descript but sagging with weight, that he dropped down between them. It settled on the table with a promising chink.

“Does it matter?”

Per took a slow drink from his ale, taking the time to size up the man who had come to offer him a job.

His cloak was simple; little signs of use but dirty from the road. He wore black leather gloves, snug and well-made and still slightly stiff. The cut and exact style of his doublet remained covered and the low lights helped disguise the details, but the cloth was woolen, dark grey or blue, with a pattern woven into the fabric. All new, Per wagered, all pricy enough, and carefully selected to not stand out and remain unmemorable. Likewise, the man had not removed his hood, keeping his hair and half his face hidden in shadow. The eyes looked dark, but beneath the hood and in the gloom of the basement all eyes would. No scars where Per could see, closer to youth than to old age, and a blond goatee that could either be a deliberate change from his usual habits or something he couldn’t change without drawing undue attention when he returned to where he came from.

There was nothing more to gauge from looking at the man. Per put down his ale and reached for the pouch instead, opening it where it sat. He knew better than to pick it up before any deal was done; this was a place of business, albeit not a respectable one. A generous sum. Nobility, possibly. Monied, definitely. He moved his hand through the coins, digging deep to check they were all the same.

“No need for that, my good man.” The man bared his teeth in a grin. “If we reach an agreement, payment will be upfront. You’d find any copper at the bottom long before you’ve done what I want you to.”

This was enough for Per to withdraw his hand and sit back. Upfront either meant a simpleton, or trouble.

“That’s a lot of money on the table, and a lot of trust you are willing to put in me. Who did you say gave you my name?”

“I didn’t. And it’s necessity. I don’t intend to stick around to wait for your return, so I am choosing to believe in your reputation. This, for the job, and for your silence.” The man shrugged. “Just trust that I’ll find out if you take the money and don’t uphold your end, and ask yourself, if this is what I’m paying you, how much will I offer someone else to track you down if you stiff me?”

Well. He wanted something taken care of, and he didn’t want to be around for the fall-out. Per inclined his head, interested – how could he not be, with that amount of coin? – but not ready to commit blindly. There was little honour amongst Per’s kind, but even less so with the courtly folks. Inbreeding brought out the worst in people.

“What’s the job then? If you want a killer, you’ll find people with fewer scruples for half of what’s in that pouch. “

“Nothing like that.” The man leaned in. “I need you to find someone. I know where he was two days ago, and I know where he is going. You need to track him down and tell him to not go where he is going. He won’t find whom he is expecting to find. And give him this.” The man put down a small, dark bottle next to the pouch. “Deal?”

Per deliberated for a moment. Politics, a secret lover found out, simple crime – who knew. Per had made a name for himself as someone who did clean work and kept his mouth shut, and this man was willing to pay well for his services.

“Deal,” he agreed. Where am I looking, and whom am I looking for?”

“Maribor two days ago, aiming for Vengerberg. You’ll know him when you see him. Yellow eyes, white hair.”

Witcher. Well, that would be easy to track.

The man raised a finger. “Others might be looking, so don’t draw attention. Listen, don’t ask.”

That much was obvious, but Per still nodded dutifully.

“Tell him what I told you to,” the man continued, “he won’t find whom he is looking for in Vengerberg and needs to avoid it. Absolute discretion. Understood?”

“Clear.” Per reached for the pouch, weighted it in his hand for a short, satisfying moment, and then let it disappear under his own cloak. “And the bottle?”

“Ah, yes, the bottle.” The man picked it up and turned it over in his hand a few times before putting it down before per with a smile.

“Please give it to him, and, just in case he can’t figure out what it is from the smell,” and here the man’s voice rose in exasperation, “tell him to dye his fucking hair.”

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Late, but I made it! Day 7 of my 500-words-challenge, 1227 words.

Set post-S1 and enriched with book!Jaskier background as a spy, who undoubtedly has access to information and knows a thing or two about what to do when you need to travel incognito. Like e.g. dyeing your hair blond, growing an equally dyed beard, and shedding your usual bright clothes, because it’s public knowledge that you have been travelling with a suddenly very wanted man for 22 years and you are famous enough that people know what you look like. Geralt, on the other hand, is a disaster witcher who only knows how to kill monsters, will try to cross the Continent looking like his conspicuous self, and also follow a carefully spread rumour claiming his known associate and powerful sorceress Yennefer is returned to her hometown of Vengerberg.

Jaskier may still be hurt mad and not ready to see Geralt, but he will not stand by and do nothing when news of the trap waiting for him and his newly adopted Child of Surprise just happens to fall into Jaskier’s unsuspecting hands. At least now he knows why people are after him - known associate, could lead them to Geralt or be used against him.

[groovyzombiellama]

Determined To Protect

Title: Determined To Protect Requested? Yes. Plot: Being Theo’s younger sister and after getting captured and tortured by Monroe, you scream loud enough for the pack to hear and they come rescue you, only to witness Liam kissing you, and they are not really happy about it. Word count: 1227 

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Let’s just say that your life is not one of the easiest. If someone were to tell you that one day you will wake up and be surrounded by supernatural beings, one of them being your own brother, you would have laughed your ass off and rolled your eyes so hard. But here you were, part of a pack of werewolves, a kanima turned werewolf, but could still access the powers of the kanima at will, a banshee, a werecoyote and your brother, who is a chimera. And that just leaves us with little ol’ you, who is only human. Theo refused to have you turned into any supernatural being, his protective big brother side coming out whenever that topic was mentioned. But that also meant you were in a very dangerous situation 24/7, even worse, you wouldn’t be able to defend yourself if there comes a time you need to. Kinda like right now, perhaps. You were coming home from tennis practice, without a care in the world, headphones in your ears, your favorite songs blasting. You took a shower in the dressing rooms after practice, so you enjoyed the feeling of freshness of your body. You had no idea how terrible your day would turn out to be, until you felt something hit you over the head, and your vision went dark.

As you came to your senses and tried opening your eyes, your hand immediately flew up to your head, as you felt a sharp pain from where you were hit and it quickly transformed into a throbbing sensation that you hated, having an issue with frequent migranes. The brightness of the room you were in caused you to squint your eyes as you tried to adjust to your surroundings. A figure came into view as you vision was improving and you noticed none other than Tamora Monroe staring down at you sitting on the floor. You didn’t know why she decided to go after you, since you had done nothing to alert her of your knowledge of the supernatural, and you were just human, so it puzzled you that she decided to kidnap you. You got up on your feet and tried walking, only to realize that your legs were tied to your wrists with a chain, that was further tied to the back of the room, limiting your movements greatly. Your eyes snap up at Tamora, furrowing your brows, not quite finding your voice yet to try and speak your concern with why she did this. But luckily you don’t have to speak, because she reads your face easily, a smirk spreading across her face, and she takes a few steps closer to you.

“You want to know why I brounght you here? Well, I’ve seen you hanging out with several individuals that I suspect are supernatural beings and I’m going to need you to tell me what they are.“ Of course you were not going to just give her the information she needs to hurt your friends and family, so what Monroe thought would be an easy interrogation turned into a pain fest, as she presses a button, which reacts in the chains being sucked up into the wall with such force that you were painfully slammed against the wall, with a loud grunt. Now you could move even less than before, your hands and feet pinned to the wall behind you, and you notice Tamora approaching you with a very sharp dagger in her hands. “Or you tell me who they are and what they are, or your journey in this adventure we call life ends here.“ She waited for a couple of moments, and since there was no response from your side, the dagger ended up plunged into your side, a loud scream escaping your lips.

You hoped that maybe someone from the pack would be able to hear your scream and if they come to rescue you, they would at least have the advantage in numbers, unless Tamora has traps placed around the room. But if she’s asking about what your friends are as supernatural creatures, it could mean that she needs that information to find the perfect way to fight them, and she might have the perfect way to fight off werewolves, but how much does she really know about chimeras and kanimas? Or werecoyotes? Your luck didn’t abandon you completely and a very keen ear of Derek Hale picked up on your scream, recognizing your voice and looking up from his seat at Scott and Isaac, who quickly confirmed with the look in their eyes that they also heard the same thing he did. The rest of the pack was quickly called in, and it took everyone to stop Theo from just rushing over and killing Monroe before they could figure out a plan. As soon as the details were in place, it was time to head to the source of the scream.

Liam and Maila were assigned with getting you out of whatever restraints you were in and get you as far away as possible from the sight. The others would fight off whatever Monroe has planned for them. And so they burst in, catching Tamora by surprise, and she started rushing to the nearest weapons she could find to defend herself. The pack started fighting her and her many traps and weapons, while Malia and Liam rushed over to you. Liam’s heart broke at the sight of you, weak, with a torn shirt and a dagger sticking out of your side. Tamora tried stopping them from taking you away, but your brother was not going to let her anywhere near you anymore and blocked all of her attacks she sent your way. As Maila and him were taking you away from the scene, to an area they set up to get you to start heeling, Liam held your hand and felt tears sting the corners of his eyes as he waited for you to come back to consciousness. He never told you how much he was in love with you, but seeing you so hurt, losing so much blood that you passed out, he didn’t want to hide it anymore.

You feel a pair of lips on yours and you slowly open your eyes, to see Liam’s face hovering over yours, his warm breath on your lips as he kissed you. As you kissed him back, he pulled away shocked, but soon, a wide smile curved his lips, even thought he was still crying and it took all of his willpower not to grab you and pull you in a hug right then and there, knowing it would hurt you to lift you up. As you sit up a little, your cheeks turn bright red when you notice the rest of the pack glaring at you and Liam, who was still holding your hand, and as he noticed them too, especially Theo’s fire filled eyes, he let go of your hand. He could tell the pack was not happy about the kiss, or the two of them being more than friends, but as his tears filled eyes met yours, with a soft sniffle, he was determined to prove it to them that if they only let him try, he could protect you, love you and make sure things like this don’t happen ever again.

---***--- Aww poor baby, the gif makes me wanna cry. @cokecola4211 Let me know what you think of your first request and I’m now asking you and everyone if they want a part 2 to this and what would they want to see if they do :) <3

More stuff coming very soon <3

[bangtannoon]

Tutor Love (Chapter 12)

Words: 1227

Pairings: taehyung x reader x jimin

Summary: You are a writer, Taehyung’s a math magician. He is forced to tutor you and things get a little crazy throughout the sessions. You find yourself falling for someone you never thought you would fall for in a million years.

Chapter 1  Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 11

“Hello again Y/N.” He says softly so Taehyung doesn’t hear. Before you can scream or say anything everything goes black.

Silence. The whole room was silent apart from Jimin pacing back and forth in front of you. After everything went black, you yourself blacked out from shock. You didn’t know how you got to where you are, or where you even were. All you knew was that Jimin had finally got you. You wanted to scream and shout as loud as you could so someone, anyone, could hear you. But your mouth was covered with a towel that Jimin had aggressively placed over your face a few minutes before. Now he was walking back and forth whispering something to himself. As you sit there you, look around the room to try and get an idea as to where you were. The room was big, grey paint the floor and walls, the ceiling had railings all over it, there was a window near the door that showed just one tall tree outside. You sigh to yourself. Jimin stops in his tracks, his back facing you. You try to shift your body due to the fact that your butt was going numb from sitting in the same spot.  He turns around abruptly when he hears the ruffling of you moving. He looked pale, his eyes bloodshot, he was skinnier than he used to be as if he hadn’t eaten in days, the bags under his eyes were very prominent.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He says sternly as he bolts towards you causing your heart to jump out of your body and a single tear to form in your eyes. You can’t say anything due to the towel in your mouth, all you do is stare at Jimin’s tired eyes.

“Well?!” He says yelling in your face. You squeal and turn your head away from him in fear. He remembers about the towel in your mouth and rips it off of your mouth causing you to scream in pain from the elastic hitting your face. You keep your head turned from him as the tears start to pour out of your eyes and down your face like a waterfall. Jimin, still kneeling in front of you, screams at you as he brings his hands up to his hair and gets up and runs to the back wall to slam his fist into it. This goes on for about 3 minutes before he calms down and slides down the wall. 

Directly across from you was the boy you grew up with, shared all your secrets with, your first love. But it didn’t look like him. The boy you knew was bright, vibrant and happy. The boy you were seeing was tear stained, bloody hands and dead on the inside. The two of you sat there, looking at each other. The only sound that filled the room was his heavy breathing from his episode.

“You know what you’re doing to me.” He said as he leans his head back onto the wall causing the light to hit him even better.

“....what?” You say causing you to cough from the dryness of your throat.

“You’re destroying me,” He says choking on his words. He picks himself off the floor slowly causing curses to escape his mouth from the pain of his hand. “I used to not be like this, you know that, i was the carefree happy kid everyone loved. I made everyone laugh. I was so damn happy…..and then you came back. Do you know why I left you in the first place? Huh?” He says approaching you slowly causing you to sweat and your heart to beat faster with every step he takes. You start to lose the easiness of your breath from terror filling your body. You shake your head responding to his question.

“I loved you. I loved you so much. I loved you so much it drove me crazy. I had sleepless nights thinking about you and how you were with all those dumb ass boys. Having their hands all over you. Making you feel things I only wished I would be able to do one day. You drove me insane.” He yells as he brings his head close to yours. He drops down to your level and places his cold hand on your cheek rubbing it with his thumb. You stiffen up under his touch.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that right?” He says as a smile forms on his face. You jerk your face to the side causing his hand to lose where they once were. Jimin stands up above you and looks down at you.

“You’re thinking Taehyung’s going to come bursting in here to save you huh?” He says causing you to look up at him. 

“Sorry to disappoint you princess, Taehyung isn’t coming. He’s never coming.” He said causing your heart to break. Surely he was lying, you knew Taehyung was going to come, you didn’t know when, but he was.

“You’re lying.” You said forcing the tears back into your eyes.

“Oh, you’d like to think I am. You’re stuck with me. I finally get to have you,” He says as he lowers down to your level,  “and you’re not leaving this time.” He said. You both heard ruffling coming from outside causing both of you to jerk your heads towards the direction of the noise.  Jimin runs to the window and looks outside of it.

“SHIT!” He yells punching the wall again causing his hand to break at this point. He screams in pain as he holds his hand. He looks up at you and sprints towards you picking you up with his good hand and throwing you over his shoulder. You fight your way off of him but he is not budging. He walks towards the door and peeks out to make sure whatever was out there isn’t there anymore. Once the coast is clear he runs over to his car which is parked on the other side of the building, hidden in some bushes. He drops you once you’re near the car and opens the door quickly pushing you into the backseat. You try to break the glass and get yourself out while Jimin runs around to the driver's side but it wasn’t going to happen. You were stuck. No phone to call anyone, if you screamed no one would hear you. Jimin gets into the car and turns to face you.

“No noises at all, no trying to escape, nothing to make anything suspicious, you hear me?!” He yells at you. Before you can even answer he puts the car in drive and drives away so fast your body jerks straight back into the seat. You were stuck in a car with Jimin, not knowing if you were going to die today or not. All you knew was you were scared and wanted Taehyung to save you.

[wishyourgirlfriend]

Marry Me?

Jeongyeon x Reader

Requested

Proposal Fluff

Word Count: 1227

Written by Admin LJ

Jeongyeon’s hand hadn’t left her pocket almost all night.

Her fingers held tight to the small box that resided in her jacket pocket for the past three hours, turning it in her palm over and over again, that anxious feeling she’d been experiencing for the past two days dripping in her chest. Saying she was scared was an understatement. She was terrified. So utterly and completely terrified.

Tonight was the night. It was the night she, and her bandmates, had been planning for weeks, trying to perfect every possible flaw to ensure the night went smoothly and had the ideal outcome. It was the night that, if everything went planned, would change Jeongyeon’s life forever.

It was the night she was going to propose to you.

Jeongyeon didn’t want to do anything too fancy, fearing she’d bring too much attention to you that you’d know what was going on, but it was Nayeon and Jihyo who insisted to make the night as romantic as possible, promising that it’d set the mood and make everything more enjoyable. So that’s how Jeongyeon wound up in a skirt and blouse that was much too girly for her taste, her blonde hair styled and makeup done beautifully (Jeongyeon made sure to thank Nayeon ten times over for doing her makeup). Her bandmates wished her luck, hugging and giving reassuring pats on the back before they sent Jeongyeon on her way, with smiles on their faces while Jeongyeon looked like she was going to hurl.

She picked you up around five, her jaw nearly dropping at the sight of you- she had told you to dress nicely, but, as always, you went above and beyond to impress her, with a beautiful dress that came just about your knees, hair up, looking extremely elegant. The whole car ride was spent teasing Jeongyeon for the blush that had crept up her cheeks the moment she laid eyes on you.

When it came to the restaurant, Jihyo had picked out the best of the best for Jeongyeon. It was a beautiful restaurant, with the lights dim and decorations so exquisite it made Jeongyeon question if she looked good enough to be seen in a place quite like this.

“You look stunning,” you promised. “Come on.”

Dinner went off without a hitch (Jeongyeon shot Jihyo a quick “thank you” text for suggesting the restaurant), and from there, at just half past six, Jeongyeon continued to the next part of the night, speeding down the highway in the car she had rented, one hand resting on your thigh, her thumb running along the fabric of the dress you wore, with the other hand on the wheel. This time, it was her that was teasing you for the blush on your cheeks.

“Where are we going?” You had asked as you drove further away from the city.

Jeongyeon smiled, but her nerves felt as though they were going to get the best of her.

“You’ll see.”

The car ride was long, but at the very moment your face lit up in a grin bright enough to light up the night, Jeongyeon knew it was worth it. She stepped out of the car first, running to your side of to open the door for you, as a proper date should, and Jeongyeon could have sworn she felt her heart melting at the sight of you and your stunning smile.

The salty, damp beach air filled your nose the second your door was opened by your girlfriend, causing your heart to swell in both excitement to see the ocean, and admiration for the girl who had done this all for you. City life was busy, and the beach was far, so it wasn’t often that you got to walk across the smooth sand and enjoy the clean air.

Jeongyeon took your hand in hers and led you to the pier, her other hand once again fiddling with the small box in her pocket. It was almost time.

“Look up.” Jeongyeon whispered, and you did so, a gasp fleeing your lips the moment your eyes took in the sight above. The stars were bright and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. Stars were a rare sight for the two of you, as the light pollution in the city made it difficult to see anything above the towering buildings. You pulled at Jeongyeon’s hand in excitement like a small child would, and she simply laughed and grinned as you stared at the beautiful sight above.

Jeongyeon’s arm made it’s way around your waist, and you let your head fall against her shoulder, more than happy to accept her warm embrace. Jeongyeon held you, close and gentle, her eyes not leaving the stars when she said “I love you”. Your eyes shut and you leaned into her, not hesitating when you said “I love you too.”

“No,” Jeongyeon said, pulling away from the embrace. “Like, I really love you. I love you so, so much.” It was time, and Jeongyeon couldn’t turn back now. She squeezed the little box in her pocket one last time before taking your hands in hers, her heart beating rapidly as she continued. “I love everything about you. I love your face and your personality and your stupid comments that make absolutely no sense to me but I never question it because it’s cute and you’re cute, and-” Jeongyeon was speaking fast, as if she only had one breath to say everything she wanted to say, “And I love it when you wake me up in the morning when I oversleep and I love your horrible singing voice-” You made a pouty face at that comment, “-and I love the way you make me feel when I even just look at you.”

Jeongyeon look a small step back, releasing your hands, one retreating into the pocket where the ring had been. “It’s something I want to feel for the rest of my life, so…” Jeongyeon dropped to one knee and revealed the ring with shaky hands, her voice catching in her throat as she tried to speak again, so instead she just smiled, her eyes saying everything else she had failed to voice.

You felt as though you couldn’t breathe. It felt as though everything suddenly stopped- time, sound, everything. You could only stare from Jeongyeon, to the ring, back to Jeongyeon. You didn’t even try to stop the tears that had began to slip from your eyes, running down your cheeks, to your chin, before falling to the ground.

Words escaped you, leaving you to only nod. It spoke the words you couldn’t, saying yes, a million times yes.

And in that moment, Jeongyeon too had begun to cry.

She cried because the girl of her dreams had agreed to marry her, the girl she had loved for years and would continue to love even after the day Jeongyeon took her final breath.

Since words were no longer an option for either of you, Jeongyeon leapt to her feet and threw her arms around you in an embrace so tight that you could hardly move.

But you didn’t care. With Jeongyeon’s face buried in your neck, pressing a trail of kisses from your ear down to your shoulder, the only thing you cared about was this moment, and you never, ever wanted it to end.

[katzuyas]

FIC MASTERLIST 2016

I did one last year so why not do one this year as well, here it is: the complete list of what my bloody fingers typed up in 2016, enjoy!

total number of fics published: 110

word count: around 225k

last year it was 73 fics and 160k words written, so seemed to have written a crapton more this past year so ayyy congrats to me uwu

the list below follows a pattern like this:

title[*]

fandom: pairing: words: summary:

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the asterisk [*] after the title means it’s one of my personal fav fics, so if you haven’t read those, pls do!

J A N U A R Y

happy new year

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 1231 summary: It was way past 6am on New Year's Eve and Shouyou was walking down the empty streets, his fingers curled into fists in his too big mittens, his cheeks cold-bitten red and already numb. 

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one step closer

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 734 summary: Eijun lost a bet and now has to confess his love.

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let’s play

fandom: haikyuu!!  pairing: teruhina words: 942 summary: Shouyou bumps into Terushima years later, which is a beautiful start of something new for them both.

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extraordinary you[*]

fandom: haikyuu!!  pairing: oihina words: 808 summary: Shouyou is extraordinary and Oikawa wastes no time to tell him that. 

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fill my lungs with sweetness

fandom: haikyuu!!  pairing: tsukihina words: 1328 summary: There were rumours about the janitor's closet on the second floor. Rumours, that Kei didn't believe one bit. 

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heart as loud as lions

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 721 summary: Miyuki never tells the truth, but Eijun has learned to listen to his heart instead of his mouth. 

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [2/15]

fandom: haikyuu!!  pairing: oihina words: 1227 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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F E B R U A R Y

mosaic of your name

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 656 summary: Kuroo says the three words that make Hinata cry.  

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clusterfuck[*]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 9226 summary: 

"Hey, Hinata?" Kuroo asked conversationally. "Mm?" Shouyou rolled his head to the side, closing his eyes briefly as the world pulsed with colour, blurring his vision. "Exactly how flexible are you?"

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smith the sun for me[*]

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1272 summary: He was the son of the cursed starry night. The child of the bloody moon and shadows. Forever bound to the flesh of a beast.

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miss you more

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 816 summary: Long distance relationships are hard, but if you have someone to joke around with, it somehow gets easier.  

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damsel in distress[*]

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1502 summary: Miyuki doesn’t need a knight in shining armour to protect his honour, but when he does, he’s happy it’s Sawamura.   

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miyumiyu

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 814 summary: Miyuki, the cat Eijun owns, turns into a human catboy.    

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [3/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1218 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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M A R C H

unstoppable

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1021 summary: They've been at it for years. Kazuya didn't even remember what his baseball life used to revolve around before they'd met. He vaguely knew there had to be something that drew him in, but now when he thought about baseball all he could see behind his closed eyelids was the bright gaze of golden eyes burning into him from the mound.

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one day[*]

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 821 summary: "Do you maybe, I don't know, want to get married or something?"

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feel love run through my blood

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 7550 summary: When the rising star of the movie world meets the incredibly handsome singer, all hell breaks lose.  

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [4/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1233 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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hideaway

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 1672 summary: It’s hard to live alone, but it’s even harder to live with parents who don’t accept your choice of studies. Luckily, Kuroo has Hinata to make it just a little bit easier. 

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [5/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1429 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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the words you’ve not spoken

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 883 summary: "Should we break up?" Kazuya asked.

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the prince and the frog

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 2054 summary: Kuroo gets turned into a frog and it’s Shouyou’s job to turn him back.

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A P R I L

let me love you

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: iwaoi words: 526 summary: Oikawa has trouble loving himself, so Iwaizumi does it for him. 

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get a taste of heaven

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 729 summary: Graduation is no time for regrets.

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [6/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1047 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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M A Y

surrender[*]

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1066 summary: He was a prisoner, a slave. Trash that no one cared about. Trash that even he had stopped caring about.

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till the sun dies

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 601 summary: Kazuya was seventeen when he realized he had a crush.

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the heart wants what it wants

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1234 summary: Eijun never wanted presents for his birthday.

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oops I did it again

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 518 summary: “Stop smiling so much, stupid," Kazuya said, but the curl of his own lips betrayed his affection for the idiot he was holding close to his heart. "I keep hitting your teeth-"

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The Matchmaker 

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 73700 summary: It's hard to be alone and happy, so when an opportunity presents itself in the form of his cousin's best friend, Shouyou says fuck it and goes along with it, except... he doesn't really know what he's signing himself up for. Or how much it'll cost.

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lalalu

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 866 summary: Miyuki sings to their child, and Eijun can’t help but tease him a little about it.  

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [7/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1215 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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J U N E

The Matchmaker

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 73700 summary: It's hard to be alone and happy, so when an opportunity presents itself in the form of his cousin's best friend, Shouyou says fuck it and goes along with it, except... he doesn't really know what he's signing himself up for. Or how much it'll cost.

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [8/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1073 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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writing meme: send me a sentence and I’ll write you five more

words: 2768

kurohina  1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 

oihina  1 | 2 | 3 

miyusawa 1 | 2 

miyumei

iwahina  1 | 2 

tsukihina

akahina

iwaoihina 

under your skin

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 630 summary: White dress shirt hanging open, chest swelling with ragged breaths, skin flushed underneath the touch of burning hot hands... Kazuya leaned his head back against the wall.

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [9/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1192 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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J U L Y

The Matchmaker

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 73700 summary: It's hard to be alone and happy, so when an opportunity presents itself in the form of his cousin's best friend, Shouyou says fuck it and goes along with it, except... he doesn't really know what he's signing himself up for. Or how much it'll cost.

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [10/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1450 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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writing meme: send me a sentence and I’ll write you five more

fandom: haikyuu!! words: 760

kurohina 1 | 2

oikuro 1 | 2

A U G U S T

writing meme: send me a song lyric that reminds you of me and I’ll write you a small fic

fandom: haikyuu!! words: 1311

iwaoi

oihina 1 | 2 

kurohina 

made just for me

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 594 summary: Miyuki’s hand was made just to hold Sawamura’s.  

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just kiss your beast, dude

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: iwaoi, side kurohina words: 2797 summary: Oikawa gets turned into a bear and only a True Love’s kiss can bring him back to his human form. 

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The Matchmaker

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kurohina words: 73700 summary: It's hard to be alone and happy, so when an opportunity presents itself in the form of his cousin's best friend, Shouyou says fuck it and goes along with it, except... he doesn't really know what he's signing himself up for. Or how much it'll cost.

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minutes spent with you

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 668 summary: After two years of living together in the dorms, being apart is not something they enjoy.  

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red heels

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 2270 summary: Miyuki has a high heel fetish.  

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [11/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1235 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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S E P T E M B E R

that simple kind of love you can’t deny [12/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1126 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [13/15] 

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 2265 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen. 

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oh ye of so little faith[*]

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 32713 summary: Kazuya is only eight years old when he is cursed. His touch bruises skin, breaks bones, and even kills. For his and everyone else's good he is locked away in the Lonely Tower by the word of his father, the king, and Kazuya spends his days suffering in solitude. Until one day, ten years later, a knight bursts through his door.

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [14/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1096 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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good boy

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 3161 summary: "I'm here to suck your dick."

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that simple kind of love you can’t deny [15/15]

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: oihina words: 1314 summary: Hinata transfers to Seijou and things happen.

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put your hand on the glass (I’ll pull you through)[*]

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 6978 summary: 

His. Eijun was his. His soulmate.

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O C T O B E R

high on loving you: 30 days writing challenge

fandoms: ace of diamond, haikyuu!!, prince of tennis, kuroko no basket words: 12058 

bokuaka

oihina  1 | 2 | 3 | 4

iwahina

kurohina  1 | 2 | 3

tsukihina  1 | 2 | 3

miyusawa  1 | 2 | 3

sugahina

kousawa

meisawa 

aohina

iwaoi

matsuhana 1 | 2

alpha pair

shirasemi

super rookies pair

sanasawa

ushihina

aokaga

bokuhina

chrisawa

this night ain’t for the holy men

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 4071 summary: Eijun confessed. Miyuki accepted. Halloween, it seems, is good for romance too.

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N O V E M B E R

writing meme

fandom: ace of diamond words: 2680

kurohina  1 | 2 | 3 | 4

tsukihina

miyusawa

D E C E M B E R

rare and sweet as cherry wine

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1124 summary: Miyuki’s lips are irresistible. 

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carry on, darling, we were built to last[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing: victuri, otayuri, jj/seung-gil words: 16135

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dusty old ring   tumblr | ao3

secrets   tumblr | ao3

life and love   tumblr | ao3

seduce me   tumblr | ao3

trophy   tumblr | ao3

drunk on love   tumblr | ao3

you smell like home   tumblr | ao3

claim mark   tumblr | ao3

love the mocha   tumblr | ao3

just to stay close   tumblr | ao3

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tomorrow   tumblr | ao3

comeback   tumblr | ao3

for a while longer   tumblr | ao3

your peacock   tumblr | ao3

life worth living   tumblr | ao3

one more time   tumblr | ao3

golden   tumblr | ao3

stammi vicino   tumblr | ao3

ripe for the taking   tumblr | ao3

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double win   tumblr | ao3

let me love the lonely out of you

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1082 summary: Chilly winter walks are a perfect opportunity for a little bit of honestly.

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kiss me under the light of a thousand stars[*]

fandom: ace of diamond pairing: miyusawa words: 1531 summary: Eijun loves Christmas. Especially, Christmas with Kazuya.  

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