#HOLIS BB ♡

[ncmra]

en la zona de entrenamiento al aire libre, rhiannon dice "creo que mis ánimos se quedaron en las vacaciones." @rhicrim0n

' ¿te divertiste en exceso? ' inquiere, hasta ha de arquear una de las cejas con algo de gracia. por su parte, sí. quizá demasiado. un tipo de diversión que acababa de conocer por vez primera, también. ' fue demasiado abrupto, todavía tengo la mente en cualquier otro lugar ' suspira, forzarse a estudiar está siendo más complejo de lo que esperaba. ' ¿cómo te está yendo con las pruebas? '

[ncmra]

‘ ¿me ves cara de chivata? ’ la sonrisa se desliza por facciones de forma serena, cual señal de que no tenía nada que temer. ‘ ¿todo bien? se te nota cansada, me parece buenísima idea lo de tu descanso ’ antes que nada, se coloca en pie, preparada para recoger los restos de cristal. ‘ podía ser peor, ¿te imaginas que se la llegas a tirar al vestido de alguien? catastrófico ’

GRAN COMEDOR.

el sonido de la copa cayéndose fue ahogado por todo el ruido que había en el lugar, de alguna manera, agradecida por ello. era la segunda que se le caía por lo que decidió que era suficiente por ahora, usando uno de sus dedos rascarse la cabeza en señal de ligero estrés. ' vale, ya es suficiente, necesito un descanso. ' se volteó, viendo a una persona de su misma academia, sonrisa nervios haciéndose presente. ' si preguntan, no fui yo. ¿por favor? '

[nayvden]

*           @kyohanw​ ha enviado:   ‘  ¿nos escapamos un rato de todo esto?  ’    

                           memorias no recolectan el cómo ha acabado sentado fuera de aula con montón de copias que destacan los beneficios de convertirse en miembre del club de cocina. no es tampoco como que esfuerzo este vaciándose en misión asignada, lenguaje corporal desinteresado y pulgar deslizándose por pantalla táctil, enfoque apenas captado por voz varonil.  ‘  ¿cansado de trabajar con la masa?  ’  se aventura a conjeturar por lo último sintonizado cuando aún era parte de clase y rostro girándose para echar miradita sobre hombro, curioseando al interior, pero al final, carente de deseos por permanecer, sustituye peso de fisionomía por el de papeles en asiento y recupera estatura.  ‘  si alguien está interesado, ya encontrará el camino.  ’  y sin más, emprende avance por pasillo, esperando que contrario siga.

[khvis]

𖥻 plaza federal con juno.

' ¿también viniste a comprar regalos? ' se voltea cuando reconoce silueta femenina, dedicándole una suave sonrisa mientras le hace un ademán con sus manos indicándole que se acerque. ' ¿qué dices un imán o un llavero? ' era un regalo común, demasiado cree, pero era lo que se le ocurría que podía llevar. @cjvno

[svnmih]

i. ¿Quién era ese loco? ¿De dónde salió? 

' el mismo tipo del rage room, ¿lo recuerdas? ' busca instalar el recuerdo en mente impropia, mientras la suya es un engranaje de pensamientos que se entrelazan entre sí. confusos, sin llegar a ningún puerto. su ceño fruncido y pensativo lo demuestra. ' es la segunda vez que lo veo, y espero que sea la última. el imbécil si que sabe como armar escándalos ' tanto que todavía no encuentra conexión. ¿cuándo el asunto dejó de tratarse solo de la camarilla? ' está traicionando a los suyos y se está llevando a los nuestros. ¿cuál es la lógica? ' @countcss

[ncmra]

al reconocer a azula, no puede contener la ceja que eleva ante el mandato. sabe leer entre líneas, reconoce el papel femenino. el buen humor y lo bonito que le parece el vestido que ella porta favorecen a su comportamiento, así que asiente. ‘ venir de hollywood merece algún que otro privilegio, ¿no? ’ hace un gesto con la cabeza para emprender camino hacia el jardín amurallado. en lo que avanza y pierden de vista al resto, se permite verla desde la esquina del ojo. ‘ ¿qué tal, azula? veo que no estás teniendo problema alguno para integrarte ’ tantea, divertida. ‘ cuéntame un poco más de esa identidad tuya ’

' disculpa, ¿serías tan amable de escoltarme al jardín amurallado? ' pide tras girar sobre sus tacones y encontrarse con un rostro que cree reconocer de la academia. ' no es que piense que merezco privilegios por venir de hollywood. ' reprime pequeña sonrisa graciosa que amenaza con aparecer en su rostro, aún metida en el personaje. ' pero me he perdido y desearía beber bajo las estrellas. ' mueve copa entre sus dedos, suave y elegante, esforzándose por dar una buena interpretación.

[nayvden]

*           @k-im1s​ ha enviado:  #CAFÉ .

                        ‘  todavía tengo algo que decirte.  ’  advierte, con cruce de caminos dentro de local pareciendo una vez más inminente a tal punto de no poder posponerlo, vivencias no prevaleciendo en memorias, pero de alguna manera siempre flotando en fondo de materia gris y va a depositar segundo desechable con humeante contenido en superficie frente a fémina antes ocupar asiento a misma distancia, acuñando propio entre dígitos, avellanas dando efímero recorrido por alrededores.  ‘  ¿y bien?  ’

[rindouheart]

hiii!! how's your day going?? i hope you have a good day♡♡. i was wondering if you could write some headcanons about yukimiya and nagi (i know you said you write for almost everyone but you can ignore nagi if you dont want to write him) having a crush on someone who is really flirty and affectionate??? you can avoid this request if you dont feel like writing dont be pressured please. thank you for reading my request, take care♡♡💕

YUKIMIYA and NAGI falling for an affectionate s/o 🌿

content. pure fluff + gender neutral s/o

author’s note. hi cutie, tysm for your request + AWWW YUKKI MY BB i love him more than my own life and yes, i also write for nagi despite being a btch towards reo (love/hate relationship with this giant marshmallow). I hope you like it!

YUKIMIYA KENYU

this boy!!!

he’s obviously used to be surrounded by people (especially girls) since he’s a model.

yukki has experienced many love confessions towards him, but he never had the chance to say the ✨ magic words ✨ to someone important for him.

and then there’s you. his best friend since childhood. you, his special someone.

you’ve always loved to give him hugs and to compliment him about his football achievements.

he just goes aww when he sees you.

yukki realises that he’s in love with you when otoya asked him “are you looking for them again?”

holy shit.

he absolutely adores when you give him loads of affection.

how to make him melt on the spot: say “i love you so much, yukki”

oh boy he fell so hard for you.

“you know you’re the best person i’ve ever met in my whole life?”

yukki dot exe stopped working

yukki often has to cover his face when you say something flirty to him.

he’s so embarrassed omg, he can’t even look at you without blushing 😭

he used to think that flirty and extremely affectionate people were kind of a burden, but you made him reconsider his opinion.

you’re so charming and sweet that he wants to protect you

while he was in blue lock and hadn’t access to his phone he missed you A LOT

yukki would probably confess to you on the two weeks break: he invited you to a cafè to meet his teammates and friends.

then, when you all went to the nearby arcade, he won a pink teddy bear in one of those damned claw machines.

he gave it to you and asked if you wanted to be his partner (!!!)

shocked otoya and karasu in the background

NAGI SEISHIRO

clearly clueless

he didn’t mind your clingy behaviour.

at first, reo introduced you to him, because he thought that having a couple more friends wouldn’t harm nagi’s health.

nagi was like “okay, whatever”

you weren’t sure if nagi was okay with too much affection all at once, so you just sat beside him and laid your head on his shoulder.

“you’re comfortable”, you pulled out your phone and started playing a random game.

reo absolutely adores you two as a soon-to-be couple.

nagi has mixed feelings: he loves and hates the fuzzy feeling that you give him.

“sooo… we’ve been picked to participate in this football special programme” reo was the one who told you about blue lock.

“can i give you a hug?” you asked to nagi before leaving

he obviously said yes!! he didn’t mind your affectionate behaviour at all!!

while his stay at blue lock, nagi always thinks about how much he misses your lovely actions towards him.

and when you kiss him on the cheek and say “i’ll miss you, seishiro”

he just 🧍🏻

reo basically died on the spot

nagi will never admit that he has feelings for someone who has an opposite character in comparison with his.

he would invite you to his apartment and play genshin impact with you (adorable)

“how did you become so good at league of legends? this game is so difficult” - nagi loves when you compliment his gaming skills.

you’re the only person who can play badly and not annoy nagi. this is how he tells you “i like you”.

you fell asleep on his shoulder while he was playing fifa on his PlayStation.

he thought that you were the cutest person he’s ever seen (yes, he took a selfie and sent it to reo).

he would confess his love for you by initiating an hug or whatever that has to do with affection.

he’s so awww when he hugs you, this 190cm marshmallow gives the best hugs ever, but he doesn’t know that.

@rindouheart ‘s headcanons — 01222023

[agustdiv1ne]

Congratulations on 2k!! Could I ask for #052FF1, smut, and Felix

thank you bb! enjoy :)

wc: 888

warnings: 18+, phone sex, dirty talk, dom-leaning!felix

asks are now closed

2k drabble masterlist | main masterlist

“i miss you, baby,” your boyfriend tiredly mumbles over the phone, his deep voice gravelly with the remnants of sleep. while his day has just begun, you are unwinding from your own, a glass of wine sitting on your bedside dresser as you aimlessly scroll on your phone. you would be lying if you said that you don’t miss him, too. he tries his best to keep you updated, to text you cute messages of affection whenever he gets the chance, but sometimes his schedules become too much. after long days of travel and effortful concerts, you expect nothing more than a small ‘i love you. goodnight ♡” text, and a phone call here or there when time finally permits. 

you cannot deny the frustration seeping into your bones, either. you’ve touched yourself to the thought of his hands trailing burning paths across your skin, yes, but your imagination can only do so much after being apart for so long. you miss feeling his hands gripping your hips, miss his forehead pressing against your own as he forces you to look at him. you miss his baritone voice rumbling lowly in your ear, urging you to cum, cum for me, love. 

you’re sure it's the few glasses of wine you have previously consumed that has your mind trailing to such thoughts as you listen to felix ramble on about yesterday’s schedule, his rant about how the other members pranked him going in one ear and right out the other when he emits a breathy groan, stretching his aching muscles as you hear him shift in bed. a tingle shoots down your spine directly to your core. the urge to dip your fingers below the waistband of your panties wins over your logical mind, the tips of your middle and index just barely brushing over your clit. a quiet whimper rises from your throat, and suddenly you're all too aware of the silence emanating from the other end of the phone.

one, two moments pass with you frozen in place, your cheeks flushing with a fiery heat that begins to spread down your neck. he had heard, no doubt. you wrack your mind for something to say, an excuse of some sort, that would throw him off your trail. anything to curb this embarrassment that is mixing with the lust flowing through your veins. 

you, unfortunately, fail to find one in time.

"are you touching yourself?" he questions, his voice now void of any lethargy that previously existed. your heart pumps in a quick rhythm as you move to defend yourself.

"no!" you squeak before composing yourself. "no, i'm not."

"holy shit, you are." you can hear his smug smirk just by the way he says it. you shake your head as if he could see while you stutter out protests. he chuckles darkly in response, a sound that sends shockwaves straight south. "keep going, love. let me hear your pretty noises."

"o-okay," you murmur as your fingers find your aching clit once more. the first swipe of your fingers has you moaning quietly, a sound that earns you a tut.

"i said let me hear you, sweetheart. louder," he grunts. something about his impossibly low morning voice stirs something inside of you, and louder whimpers begin to slip from your lips. "good girl. playing with your pretty little pussy feels good, hm?"

"so good, lix," you cry out as you spread your legs wider, imagining it's your boyfriend's fingers playing with you rather than your own. "want you so bad."

he emits a loud groan at your lust-infused words. "yeah? wish i could taste your pussy right now, sweetheart. would make you cum for hours- oh fuck."

"are you touching yourself, too?" you manage to ask between moans, your thighs beginning to quake. you hear his breath stutter before he responds.

"course i am, love. don't you fuckin' know what you do to me?" he pants, and you find it in you to rub quicker, tighter circles onto your bundle of nerves as you hear him grow closer to his high. "gonna cum soon, f-fuck. you close?"

"y-yeah, can i cum? please?" you beg as if he was there to stop you otherwise. he loves this, the way you allow him control of your most vulnerable state, allow him to control your pleasure in a way that you have never let anyone before.

"fuck yes, baby. cum. cum for me," he moans loudly. that's all you need to reach your high, your entire body shaking as your pussy clenches around nothing, your lips chanting his name as you continue to rub circles on your puffy little clit. through your orgasmic haze, you hear felix's moan get cut short as his own high hits him.

you both slowly fall back to earth, a quiet calm washing over you. he's the first to break the silence.

"that's was quite the way to start my day," he chuckles. "now i'm gonna be thinking about it all day."

"horndog," you chuckle, earning an indignant 'hey!' from him. "i love you. i hope you have a nice day. you'll kill it at your concert later."

"thank you, baby. love you, too." 

before the click of an ended call comes and your eyes flutter to a close, you hear a quiet "sweet dreams, love."

© to agustdiv1ne. do not copy, repost, steal, and/or translate.

[nayvden]

                                   ojala bichito de curiosidad no fuese tan entrometido, pero pupilas no pasan por alto desconexión masculina, por lo familiarizado que lejos de deseo se había encontrado semanas atrás, con todo el ruido entre cavilaciones que ahora solo viaja al fondo de vagones mentales e inevitablemente se lamenta por lo enredado que los tópicos cardiacos resultaban ser. ' le di un descanso a mi cita de mí y no quiero saber en dónde están los carnelians. no debí de pasar tanto tiempo junto a esta mesa. ' da esfuerzo por aligerar atmósfera con bobalicona sorna, dedicando curvatura de labios unidos antes de centrarse de vuelta en aperitivos. ' esa cantidad de brillos debería de ser una alerta para cualquiera. ' imita inclinación decantando por evidente ganador, la segunda opción y se anima a apropiarse de propia pieza con libre. ' ¿no bebes nada?, podría recomendar algo de la barra también. ' se aventura a proponer, solo por acuerdo al que había llegado con personal detrás de barra.

‘ ¿eh? ’ no registra a la perfección primeras palabras, pues vista y atención están puestas en bocadillo que sostiene, como si éste fuese darle respuesta a todos sus problemas. es hasta que escucha lo siguiente, que comprende mejor y da un asentimiento. ‘ voy a creerte, nayden, suenas como un experto. ’ diestra vuelve a dejar alimento en su lugar, y solo por curiosidad, da una mirada hacia el otro extremo. ��� entre ese que tiene brillos por todas partes, ’ inicia, señalando con un movimiento de cabeza al que se refiere en especial. ‘ y el que tiene un color rojo algo raro, ¿cuál me recomiendas? ’

[paprikadotmp4]

WIP game ♡

rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence / excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

tagged by the lovely @disniq (coughs ages ago coughs) thank you bb i love these!! this was actually really hard to do tho, holy moly

word: CAPE

C

from sladedaddy x sugarjayby, my jayde wip for sladerobin week that is not getting done in time 😭 (i'd add more but the rest is in bullet points 🤣):

"C3-C4," Deathstroke manages to say before passing out.

A

from chokehold, aka the wip where khoa and jason are fuck"buddies" because they both have the hots for bruce:

After he'd seen Batman and decided to strap a bomb under his car, to finally be rid of the man who'd haunted him since he could think past green. Bruce had been a ghost hanging over his head, choking him with his presence, the miasma seeping into his pores. Ghostmaker had been a revelation. Jason knows death intimately, and although she is the closest thing he's ever come to being at peace, he's never welcomed her with open arms. If it were up to him, they wouldn't meet for a long, long time. She'd come to him again that night at Ghostmaker's behest, with all the hits that met their mark and the single, beautiful slide of a blade through flesh and bone. It had been brutal and obscene, the ease of which he tore into a boy half his age like it was a game. Jason wasn't innocent anymore; he had blood on his hands through no one's choice but his own, and yet he knew Ghostmaker was dripping with it, savoring its taste, not drowning in it like he was.

P

LMAO this is actually from the same sugaring fic that above C excerpt is from:

"Please. I think you know I'm not just any 'boy', Wilson." He stresses Deathstroke's name in blatant challenge. Slade just narrows his gaze at Jason. Then: "The Bat's second bird," he says flatly. His grip tightens around Jason's throat; Jason gasps in pain before his air is cut off completely. There's a glint in Slade's expression that's almost curious. "I heard the clown killed him." But Jason couldn't answer the question even if he wanted to, red-faced with wide, watering eyes… and hard and aching in his pants.

E

from bruised and bloodied chapter 5, which hopefully i'll update soon:

Everything from Roman taking out one of the Gotham underworld's boogeymen to the fact that he'd hired Deathstroke to do it—to the fact that Slade is training Jason—it sounds like some kind of twisted, fucked up fairytale. Everyone knows how this story ends: with Little Red Riding Hood taking step after step into the wolf's maw herself. Jason remembers the weight of the gun in his hands earlier, the force of its recoil and the deafening sound it had made in his ears. He wonders if that's enough to get out of Roman's grasp, or if he'll need some huntsman to save him; he worries about whether anyone even can save him, be it Nightwing or Slade or even Batman himself. He thinks of Gloria and figures it could be worth dying to try.

tagging: @gavotteandgigue @amaraangelicus @bittercape @sasheneskywalker @setsailslash and anyone who wants to do it!!

your word is: WRITE

[nsharks]

Hi! @konigbabe here ♡ Finally got back to BB and with all my heart, thank you; thank you and thank you for the third time. I'm here like - holy shit, this could've easily been a book. Or a tv show. With all my precious seriousness, you are absolutely killing it! The plot 10/10; characters 10/10; cliffhangers 10/10; dialogue 10/10; writing 10/10 and I could just go on.

this is so old but THANK YOU. I need to get back on the writing game… I just reread BB myself and I was like damn this is pretty good huh. I’m glad you enjoy it too ❤️

[heavens-sin]

What kind of love are you?

𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑨𝑺 𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑰𝑶𝑵

Devotion,  that  is  the  name  of  your  love.  Your  love  is  an  act  of  worship.  Your  love  is  like  witnessing  the  birth  of  Venus,  like  seeing  the  sun  come  alive,  or  the  stars  fall.  When  you  love,  it  is  because  you  have  found  God  in  a  lover.  You  have  found  the  meaning  of  life  itself  in  the  heart  of  the  one  you  adore.  They  are  everything  to  you;  they  are  your  Maker,  and  you  are  their  lamb,  their  flock,  their  first  and  holiest  worshipper.  When  you  fall  in  love,  it  is  as  a  baptism.  You  are  born  anew,  made  a  believer  in  the  divinity  of  the  one  you  love  most.  Being  loved  by  you  is  an  ascension;  it  is  holy  and  golden.  It  is  all-consuming,  and  all-faithful,  loyal  as  the  dog.  You  will  never,  ever  bite  back.

tagged by: @waxgentleman ty bb! ♡

tagging: all of you reading this ♡

[ncmra]

' ¿ratones de nuevo? ' ambos arcos van en alza al sumar un bufar, como si no hubiese sido descubierta sosteniendo un par de paquetes de galletas. no se avergüenza, lo lleva con la dignidad propia de su persona al llevarse una a la boca. ' ¿qué? ¿una chica no puede querer un midnight snack? ' sacude la bolsita.

Tu personaje descubre al mío sacando comida a hurtadillas en la madrugada. @ncmra @vsunhee

‘me pareció escuchar sonidos extraños, pero creí que me encontraría con un par de ratones’ y de brazos cruzados se apoyó sobre una de las paredes ‘¿no me digas que no cenaste en la noche?’

[a-kaash-me-outside]

TORIII!!! TORIIIII MY BUB!!!!!!! OH MY GOODNESS I'M SCREAMUING AJKFBJKSDB HOLY MOLY JSNFDJKSD!!!!!

i already took a break to calm myself down so that i can form a coherent reaction but now that i'm sat here on my laptop, i am once again hit by WAVES OF EMOTIONS!!!!! (*≧∀≦*)

first off!! when we knocked on tsumu's door and he was only wearing his hoodie and athletic shorts I FREAKIN GASPED BC!!!! WOW THAT'S FREAKIN GENIUS!!!! we met tsumu in that fit the first time AND LEMME TELL YOU that fit was the *reason* why i fell in love with tsumu in this fic!!! i can just imagine his toned thighs and and his abs and I AM LOSING MY MIND bc this fit MADE A COMEBACK AHGJKHSDJKGH I LOVE IT

then their convo?!?!?! tsumu saying that we're good n great, and he knows that he's been real shitty, he's aware that he's been an ass— i was reading that part with bated breath, hand on my chest, tears rimming my eyes!!! SO GOOD!!! i mean granted he didn't directly say "sorry" but i felt that in our first kiss (and quite frankly by how he fucked us senseless right after that sdhjfks) he was so gentle and patient and he wanted us to take the lead and then he just hit us with "but can i kiss you for a little longer first?" LEMME TELL YOU!!!! I FREAKIN DIED!!!! I THINK MY CHEST EXPLODED THAT TIME IDEK SDJKLDNSGJKS

and then the part that we've all been waiting for THE SMUT

I MEAN WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN?!?!?!? how do i even describe all the emotions that i felt during that?!?!?!? can one even form a coherent response while tsumu is out there making us SEE STARS?!?!?!?! AHWFJSHJKSGBK

i'll be honest tho. i'm not really into m! receiving oral (in general) bc just reading abt it makes me physically gag and idk i hate that kind of sensation BUT for atsumu??? I. Will. Go. Through. It and the way we was so confident??? dayum, we was so HOT fr fr if reader decides to have a seminar or a crash course abt being hot and confident like that and even just abt sucking dick, i will be the first to sign up jsfhjksdh

and tsumu saying "and you’ll be so sore ya can’t get out of bed and walk to yer room" OH MY GOODNESS that is so filthy BUT IT IS SO HOT OH MY GOODNESS HNNNNGGGGG and his accent??? I WANT TO HEAR TSUMU TALK (and whisper) TO ME LIKE THAT EVERY NIGHT NGL SLJKGHSJG

and also!!!! i read in one of your asks that your fics are chubby coded, i couldn't believe it at first bc i haven't noticed it but then !!!! "you lean your weight into your wrists, he can feel it all on his sternum. the pressure is incredible, like he couldn’t take control if he wanted to right now." THIS MADE ME SO FREAKING HAPPY I'M UGLY SOBBING RN AJKSJKHS THIS LINE MADE ME FEEL SEEN AND LOVED (づ◡﹏◡)づ♡♡♡

i wouldn't elaborate any further bc this will just be me quoting your lines back to you and my ask is already getting out of hand. i know that i've already told you in my previous asks that this fic is so good but i just want to tell you again how GOOD your writing is!!!! i just LOVE how you write complex emotions, friendly banters, and just everything!!!! you are an amazing writer, tori ( ◡‿◡ )♡

okay one last scream

WOW HOLY MOLY THIS IS SO GOOD THIS IS AN OUT OF THIS WORLD EXPERIENCE FR FR THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US A GOOD MEAL, TORI BUB!!!!! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

OMG OMG. BABE. THIS?!??!?!?! this ASK omg. i'm literally swooning bb swear to god. i can't. i was smiling and smirking the whole way through this shit. ALL of the things that you pointed out are things that i absolutely loved writing or hoped people would pick up on so i'm just AH thank you T-T

AND YEA YEA. i'm glad that you noticed and picked up on it. i really do write for chubby readers, just like? lowkey? not over the top and in your face or anything, just like! i am! so when i visualize the scenes, i put myself in that position. SO YEA. i'm glad you picked up on the little bits that i put in there and stuff. <3 and that it made u feel seen <3

i'm sososoos glad you loved it and let me just AH tell you that AH. this shit? made me <3 yes <3 thank you so much. <3 so happy. TT

[cuarjzos]

holi bb, podrias hacer un mb con este icon? :3♡

mb ^^