#I NEED IT TO BE A SERIESSSS

[cuttyflammm]

small fang runin sketchy sketch

[fortpeat]

AHHHHHH WHERE ARE THE HD PICS OF MOST OF THESEEEEE I NEED ITTTT 🫠🫠

Fort : wears a necklace

Peat : has to pull on it 😌

[froggybells]

Home (Is Wherever I'm With You)

(a/n: I smell a seriessss!)

tags: Gojo x Reader, Megumi thinks of reader as his mom (but that's for later hehe)

part 1!

part 2 —> here

It was a normal day. Well, as normal as it gets with someone like Gojo Satoru as a teacher. The second years were already accustomed to Gojos “unique” style of teaching, but first years Nobara and Itadori were still… let's say confused. Now obviously, out of all the students, Megumi was the one who could best predict Gojo’s antics. Knowing him for the better part of his life, he knew his teacher’s extravagant personality would eventually begin to repeat.

Megumi was 6 when Gojo first found him. Megumi was also 6 when Gojo scooped him up and took him back to his apartment. Normally, you’d think a 6 '3 man carrying a small child over his shoulder, while the child was obviously not happy, would garner some attention. But in all of his Gojo-ness, he simply would swoon the people around him.

“Honey! I’m home” He yelled from the entrance of your apartment. “Satoru, You said you would be gone for 30 minutes, it's been-” You were cut off by the sight of your boyfriend holding a small raven haired child, who would obviously be anywhere else but here. “Did you kidnap a kid?! I knew you were crazy, but this is something else!” You quickly wiped your hands on your apron, rushing over to see if the small boy was ok.

“I hardly doubt this is a child, Y/N. He acts like an adult!” Gojo laughed. “It’s easy for you to say since you act like a child.” the small boy grumbled, heading towards the exit. Gojo put his hand on the kid's head, stopping him from moving, but not breaking eye contact with you. “Y/N, I told you, this is the best way to have leverage over his clan, and-” You cut him off there, not wanting to hear what he has to say. “YOU KIDNAPED A ZEN’IN?!” You screeched.

“I told you about this in bed the other day! You agreed it was a good idea!” Gojo retaliated. “It was pillow talk! I wasn’t taking anything you said seriously!” “LISTEN TO ME!” Megumi said, punching Gojo on the leg. “I need to go home now! My sister is waiting for me!” You looked at the small boy, and then at your boyfriend. “There were two of them and you only took the boy?! Real classy, Satoru.” Gojo threw his hands up in defense. “The other one isn’t-” You interrupted him. “I’m kidding. I can tell this one has the Ten Shadows.” You observed the small boy. Gojo was right, he appeared more mature for his age.

“Alright kiddo,” you began, kneeling down to match his height, “Let’s go get your sister and some extra clothes, okay? You both can live here with us for a few days, and if you don’t like it, we can arrange something else for you.”

[charlesslut16]

https://www.tumblr.com/charlesslut16/717681059029024768/enemys

Dude this was sooooo gooodd!!!! make it a seriessss!!

you wish is my command

here are the other parts : (1) , (3)  / masterlist

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-Enemys?-

summary : after what happened in Bahrain charles and you are confused because you don't know what to feel for each other.

PAIRING : charles leclerc x fem!reader

WARNINGS : curse words, bad translated french and italian and panic attack mentioned

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Today you were at the Saudi Arabia grand prix, with Isa, in the Ferrari garage. You were in the Ferrari garage and not in the Mercedes one because charles asked you to watch the race with Isa in the Ferrari motor home.

The reason why he wanted you there was unclear for you. Yes, he told you he didn't hate you, but you didn't believe him. But now that he asked you to watch the race in the Ferrari garage, you were unsure.

You left the Bahrain grand prix early to gather your thoughts. You left charles with his family and friends, as you knew that he was safe and didn't get another panic attack, which did not happen.

Furthermore, you were so confused. One time, Charles told you he hated you and that you were a waste of space, and the next he had a panic attack and only wanted you to help him.

So now you were watching the race, rooting for charles and carlos. After the 5o laps, the race was finished. Carlos got the sixth place and charles the seventh. You knew charles wasn't happy by the results of today.

Isa and you waited until the boys came. As you saw charles around the corner, you smiled. He looked good. Charles came up to you and as you wanted to say how proud you were, he grabbed your wrist and dragged you into his driver's room.

"Charles calm down! What's wrong with you?!" you told him, confused and angered.

You looked into his eyes, thinking you would find anger, but instead you found sadness. His eyes met yours and the dam broke, tears were threatening to fall down his cheeks. 

As you saw that, you took his hands in yours, trying to calm him down, but it didn't work. So you decided to pull him to you and hugged him. You pressed his head on your shoulders, so he could cry on it.

Charles accepted the hug and wrapped his arms around your waist, so that you were as near as possible to him. He cried on your shoulder, as you hugged him tighter against you.

" Je suis un tel échec." he said between sobs, while you rubbed his back to calm him down and comfort him. I'm such a failure. 

"You're not. It's the car, not you. Charles, you are one of the best drivers on the grid." you answered, as you still rubbed his back, him calming down in the process.

You waited until you heard that he stopped crying, so you could let him go and step out of the hug. 

"Grazie. Sei davvero la cosa migliore che mi sia mai capitata, angelo mio." He told you, but you didn't understand a word, as you couldn't understand italian. 

Thank you. You really are the best thing that ever happened to me, my angel.

"charles, you know I can't understand a word of italian. What did you say?"

"Just thank you for helping me." he answered your question, looking you deep in the eyes. Smiling at your look, as if you knew that what he answered wasn't what he had said.

"Your welcome," you answered him, fiddling with your fingers and picking on your finger beds to distract you from that one question you wanted to ask charles.

He noticed your fiddling and as a reaction he took your hands in his, bringing them to his mouth for a quick kiss. He knew what was bothering you. H asked himself the same question.

"I will go now, you seem alright here. If you need anything, ask Isa or Carlos. " 

Charles nodded. That was the only reaction he gave you. No disappointment, no sadness nor happiness. Nothing. You knew charles would be okay, just like he was in Bahrain after you helped him.

You checked one last time if he was okay, so you could leave. As you saw that he was okay, you left his driver's room, closed the door and left him standing alone in the room.

As you walked to the exit, you let your thoughts room free. Maybe you two weren't made for each other. God. You hated each other 2 weeks ago, but what about now.

It was raining by now. Perfect. It rained outside, while in your head, the thoughts rained. Everything on your mind was clouded with thoughts, while the sky was clouded with raining clouds.

You were not even sure why you thought that there was something between you guys. You were enemies. That is what you were supposed to be. Not this. Enemies.

This feeling made you ill. The feeling of not knowing. You hated not knowing what to do or what to feel. You didn't normally feel like this, but since charles came into the picture, everything changed.

"Y/n!! Y/n! Please wait!" you heard someone yell after you. Turning around, you saw him. Him. You saw charles running toward you, with your phone in his grasp.  

He comes near you, so he could give you your phone. Your wet hands touched as he gave you your phone. Both of you drenched in the paddock of Saudi Arabia with mixes feelings for each other.

"Thank you" you say to him with a smile of gratitude. Both of you didn't know what to say to each other. You had the same thoughts, but you couldn't bring them over the lips.

"I will go now. If I'm quick, I can make it back home without fuss. Thank you again."

Charles nodded again. You step away from him, turning around, letting him alone again, but this time drenched in the rain. You wanted to ask him the question, but you just couldn't.

Just as you wanted to walk, charles pulled you back to him, so you were in front of him. His had left your wrist, so he could hold your chin up to look at him. You waited for him to ask you, but he didn't.

 Instead, he bent down and connected your lips with his.

[sparklyskies0]

𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜...🍯

❛ 𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 ❜

𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 chris is a well known dealer in town. Multiple clients with good reviews and a hell of a reputation. Has no care in the world and does whatever and whoever he wants. Some will say almost every girl you see has been touched by him. That’s just the kind of dude he is— that was until of course, honey. So sweet she could rot your teeth. She changed everything for chris, his whole perspective on relationships and how pointless casual fucks truly are. The no-strings attached rule simply didn’t apply. He didn’t want to let her go, ever. Though they’re completely different, honey can’t help but feel drawn to the outlaw boy. Maybe it’s the drugs? how he gives no fucks? how good the sex is? or maybe it’s because she’s familiar with the dealing game and feels at home. Her scary and protective older brother happens to be chris’s drug dealing rival. Constantly fighting him over which streets he owns and clients they have. He’s never hated anyone more. Chris sturniolo is practically the enemy in her family. What happens when the two can’t stay away from eachother despite her brothers threats?.

𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫!𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬

honey. lipgloss. flowers. books. messy hair. music. sex. cars. badboys. journaling. candles. money. jewerly. swimming. photography. makeup. tattoos. fashion. chris. stubborn. wild. sensitive. innocent. carefree.

dealer chris. drugs. sex. money. parties. driving. fashion. sleeping. good girls. honey. rebellious. intrusive. childish. tattoos.

Authors Note ᥫ᭡

new seriessss

i rlly need to get better

at these but fuck it atp

comment to be in the taglist!!!

xoxo paris

[pastelpousay]

IS YOUR HERCULES OC ALSO A GOD? What do they do? (Apologies, I'm not very knowledgeable on Hercules lore-)

Also, I've heard the show wasn't half bad! Have you seen it?

HIHII THANKS SMMM FOR ASKING!!

LOWK BEEN WANTING TO DISCUSS THIS LATELY CUZ THE THOUGHT HAS BEEN POPPING UP IN MY MIND IN THE PAST FEW DAYS.

In short no my Hercules Oc isn’t a God (yet 😁), she’s currently a mortal, although after some time and the two of them finally settling down and all I’d imagine Hades would 1. Slips her some ambrosia without her knowing 💀😭 likely when she’s ill or say she were on the verge of death 😭 (ik he could just bring her back but if he saw her like literally die he would never want to see that happen again so yea 😭)

Or 2. Maybe during or after their Wedding.

Not that’s just Rina being immortal not necessarily a god, if she were a god maybe like a goddess of Fungus(I may go into deeper meaning as to ‘why this?’ but yea) or something 😭 (and by default a goddes of death. AUGDHEJEJ IM SORRY UNDERWORLD QUEEEN RINA— also Hades calling Rina his Goddess >>> sorry I had to just let that out)

ALTHOUGH IM FEELING KINDA INSPIRED BY THE BOOK OF LIFE RN (I need to rewatch that movie) I know Hades name (or a few of his names) mean ‘Hidden one’ or ‘One who is hidden’ or something along the lines of that, so maybe Like how Xibalba from the Book of Life is controlling the land of the forgotten, While Rina is like La Muerte and takes control off the other half, Idk it’s just a thought it’s not all necessarily planned out yet 😭😭 idk what part of the underworlds there are, especially in Hercules (Ik there’s Elysian and Tartarus but Ik there’s more. Sorry I’m not that educated in Greek mythology 😭😭) so yea it’s not all that thought out but Hades and Rina would definitely have their Dynamic though UGHSHSJJWJS.

ALSO YESS THE SERIESSSS, I haven’t watch all of it (in fact I skipped through majority of the episodes just to see Hades 💀💀 like if there was a scene with Hades in it I was only watching for that 💀) I honestly think it’s not that bad, some of the scenes are lowkey freaky like Disney studios what was going on. LIKE I SPECIFICALLY REMEMBER FORCING MY FRIEND TO WATCH THIS SHOW WITH ME AND ALL OF A FUCKING SUDDEN ZEUS IS OVER HERE SAYING HES SEXY AND SWAYING HIS HIPS?? LIKE WHAT 💀💀 ZEUS STFU BUT YK WHO IS SEXY?!? UR BROTHER SO SHUT THAT MOUF-

Sorry I went on a bit of a tangent but yeayyyyy!!

THANK YOU SMM FOR THE ASK AGAIN :D!! I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AMAZING DAY!!

[xoluvx]

Baby, you're giving us a heads up before we get to the last part of lunch, right? I swear to god, this sereis is giving me life!!! I need to get fucking mentally prepared for the end! I love all your stories, but this one is extra special.

hi baby ofc i'll give ya'll a heads up before it finishes. i have no plans on finishing it any time soon.. so you can still enjoy.

i love you so fucking much, thank you for loving this seriessss!!

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

Day 2, Some adding touches.

Summary: Mikey is making the decorations though suddenly Leo decides to add something, not to the cards but to the mood.

A/n: DAY 2 OF THIS SERIESSSS! Gosh I can't belive I will be writing every day for those 24 (now 23) days! Well enjoy!! TCESTERS AND PROSHIPERS DNI.

Lee: Mikey

Ler: Leo

Warnings: Just tickles! Not your story? Well it's fine! Bye bye and see you next time but for now enjoy!!

It was the 2 day of December, so just 24 days away from Christmas!! Mikey didn't waste no time and started making decorations, papper Christmas trees, some fake candles, a 3d origami shelf elf, some papper bells, a 3d snow man, basically arts and crafts! He had soo many ideas in mind but one of them was to finger paint a Christmas tree, he took out his paint and started finger painting the big canvas.

Leo on the other hand was playing basketball, suddenly he hear a loud yell of annoyance.

🧡: SERIOUSLY!?!?!

That made Leo lose focus and look at the direction of the sound as the basketball bounced from the basket and hit Leo on his forehead as he whined in pain.

💙:AWOOOU!

He whined as he sat on his butt glaring at the basketball before standing up and going to his little brothers room, there he could see his youngest brother staring at the canvas, there was a Christmas tree yea but some red paint spilled onto the canvas and it spilled on half of the picture. Mikey looked up at the red eared slider before he said.

🧡:Oh- uh hi Leo!-

He said with a fake smile as the red slider sat next to him and asked.

💙: Hi lil bro what's up?

🧡:*groan* it's just that I spilled red paint on ma painting...I worked so hard on it!...

Mikey groaned as he was now in a bad mood, Leo felt bad, Mikey was his youngest brother! He always was a sunshine unless something he did is ruined, so he decided to turns his frown upside down as he took a paint brush and said.

💙:Maybe there is a way to fix it...

🧡:Leo come on I know you're mostly the "hype man" but I don't think any puns will help this situation-

💙:OH stop being sooo moody! You know what? I see you need some smile on your face and I know how to fix that!

Leo said confidently as he placed his hands onto his hips and smirked proudly as Mikey asked.

🧡:...How?-

💙:Ama show you! C'mon here!

He said pulling Mikey into a hug as he started brushing Mikeys sides with the paint brush as Mikey started giggling.

🧡:Leheho!! Whahhat ahahre youhu dohohoing???

💙:Painting your mood now shush younger brother ama change your color scheme!

The red slider puned as he started scribbling Mikeys shell with the paint brush making Mikey giggle his bubbly laughter while squirming.

🧡:Leheheho!! *hic* SThohoOp!

The box slider pleaded as Leo just started brushing his younger brothers legs with the paint brush as Leo chuckled and said.

💙:Wooow you're really painting yourself a smile there!~

He was teasing the poor box turtle, the box turtle was laughing in hysterics before the red slider stopped and said.

💙:Now let's ACTUALLY paint.

As Mikey sat next to him Leo outlined the red paint that covered the Christmas tree making a cool outline in red of the Christmas tree, making the cabanas half normal and half red zoned. Mikey smiled and hugged his older brother as he thanked him.

🧡:Thanks Leo!

💙:No problem lil bro, no problem.

[yarii0]

ALMOST forgot about this blog thing, so I'm going to try using this more often than instagram!

Literally no clue how to properly post things but let's start with a simple and short get to know me kinda thing yeah? XD!

I'm 18, my bday's 6/29. I got three feral insane cats named Apollo, Leo and Chloe. I seriously love (mostly) writing and (rarely) drawing. But usually I can't find myself to get time and work on things, mostly because of motivation...

I usually like books in horror, psychological, fantasy, explicit... >;), series and trilogies (I LOVE BOOK SERIESSSS)

I'm secretly a weeb, my favorite anime being Noragami (PLEASE MAKE A SEASON 3 PLEAAASEE.) I caught up with the manga and now I'm waiting for the new and LAST VOLUME >=(..

I don't think I'll do a face reveal anytime soon but don't get your hopes up everyone! I still need to improve a little more before I can start posting silly stuff with me in it! ^^

What will you see in my blogs?

Writings/Upcoming WIPS

Drawings... SO MANY UNFINISHED DRAWINGS!

My silly kitty cats!! ^^

Life updates and stupid boring stuff about my life...

Etc! (Suggestions!)

That's all I have for now... but any questions, concerns, insults, anything is always welcome! (Not really for insults but... whatever..)

Cya losahh! <3 (my pfp that I drew!)

[skzdarlings]

OMG OMG OMFG. I JUST FINISHED THE BODYGUARD SERIESSSS. I WAS HOLDING IT OFF FOR LIKE..A DAY BECAUSE I WAS NOT READY FOR IT TO END OML. BUT ITS A HAPPY ENDINGGGG AAAAAAHHHH!!! I'M SO GLAD NOBODY DIED-AND JISUNG?!? MAAANNN HE SHOWED UP.AT THE PREFECT TIME I LOVE HIS CHARACTER SM I CRIED SO HARD. THEY ALL MADE IT! THEY ALL HAD A HAPPY ENDING!!!

But in all serious, I'm gonna miss checking for updates on the story that was the highlight of each week for me! When I first discovered the series I didn't have Tumblr yet, I was just searching on Google and it popped up, and I waited for ever for the next parts bc I was too lazy to make an account lmao. But I'm gonna miss this sooooo much its not even funny. I will definitely re-read it all the time!

Thank you sm for all your hard work! You mean so much to us and I hope you know that!

Do you plan on starting any new series soon? Cause I will 100% be there! And if you need to take a break bc you've been working OVERTIME on this series, we'll be waiting!

Love you, and thank you! MWAHHH!💚

(ALSO SORRY THIS WAS KINDA LONG)

hehe never apologize for long messages i love em!! i will read em again and again no matter what haha.

and oh wow that’s funny you found the story that way haha well i am glad you did and i am so glad you have enjoyed it!

and yes i have the last threesome one shot to post (hyunjin reader jeongin) then i have a chan one-shot that is partially done then i will post my next series but ill say more about it then 😊 I hope you will enjoy it! ♥️

[lovemyavatar]

UGHHH I NEED A NETEYAM FWB SERIESSSS UR WORKS ARE JUST AMAZING

ANON WHAT ABOUT FRIENEMIES WITH BENEFITS THO

(also thank you for the compliment!!)

[atlasifyllm]

This or That: Writer Edition!!!

open tag from @kudzucataclysm ! open tag for yall too bc i just wanted to ramble with this akjbfgksd

historical or futuristic

I tend to focus either a changed version of our era or the future, ORR just completely rewrite history with batshit insane worldbuilding. As for SUL I really like the mix between futuristic and fantasy elements, like RWBY or Lego Monkie Kid; but I don't really tend to go past the 2000s millenia for my stories lmao

2. the opening chapter or closing chapter

Whenever I have a story I feel like I have a vague plot and only the Point B. Openings are SUPER hard because you have to make sure you hook the reader with the most basic, not-developed-yet versions of the characters. Even harder in trying to study pilot episodes as an animation major @_@.

Fun fact, SUL's ending scene has been the same since 2017!

3. light & fluffy or dark & gritty

I really like exploring darker topics; it'd be a real challenge for me to make something 90% wholesome. However I always want some form of happy ending despite all the darkness. Even looking at the Winter Boys, Cobalt gets his arm cut off, Ventus loses his girlfriend and gets used by his former gang members, and Nix... Nix goes through a lot akjbgsdkgsd, but all of them still find happiness in the end

4. animal companion or found family

Found family! The struggle with animal companions is simply just, not forgetting that they exist lmao. Especially as someone who tends to just do normal dog/cat animals, none of the animal companions are sentient enough to carry themselves. My main stories (SUL, ETSS, AuAg) all have elements of found family :] bc at least I can explore the emotional range of a human more than my dog lmao

5. horror or romance

im a huge wuss ngl KBSGJKSGS all of my pure horror concepts tend to get fueled into Last Light because of how much of a wuss i am JBSKGJS. Even though I chose romance I never tend to make it the MAIN focus of a story; CoRi in SUL you see the middle point, fallout, and (hopefully) getting back together, though the main point of SUL would be exploring the trust issues between ALL Paladins and not just the ones romantically involved. Venpris is technically a side piece in AuAg's general crime plot (as tender and intimate as they are), and ofc ETSS has space-apple wars to wage in between all the LuxNex fluff

6. hard or soft magic system

I need a hard system bc Im too stupid to make a soft one JKBFGSKJGD

I guess for SUL actual "magic" tends to be pretty soft since it's implied witchcraft is something gods have gifted to mortals BUT in all fairness I'm still plotting the witchcraft elements of SUL

For actual elemental powers I'm still constantly adding rules and this or that for SUL characters simply because it feels more organized and thus more organized for me to put into a plot lol

7. standalone or series

Seriessss I grew up with MLP multiple seasons, Yugioh + Yugioh GX multiple seasons,,, heck also RWBY and Lego Monkie Kid multiple seasons. I dont tend to get SUPER attached to specific movies, especially standalones, so my brain just sorta automatically tries to write stuff as if they're multiple season projects. ETSS and SUL have the most obvious season-by-season plots, though AuAg so far I'm not super sure about BUT definitely feel like it'd span multiple episodes

8. one project at a time or always juggling two+

I always hyperfixate on one at a time JBSKDJSG in between bursts of SUL it's been ETSS, sprinkles of AuAg, then that brief period of JMON in Fall 2021.

9. one award winner or one best seller

I'm not really sure if I have a preference for either of these tbh LMAO I just wanna create and hope theyre successful enough to carry me throughout life

10. fantasy or sci-fi

Im too stupid for sci fi tbh JBSKJGS I always worry about getting this or that wrong so I tend to go pretty fantasy bc I have fun worldbuilding it knowing I can just do batshit whatever like the very first instances of SUL basically mixing YuGiOh and MLP logic akjbfskdg.

11. character or setting description

I may be an art major but I'm an art major who hasn't done proper backgrounds since high school JKBGKSJGS I think a lot of my descriptions are pretty clunky In General but characters are easier since I always have character designs first before environmental design

12. first or final draft

A lot of my work at the moment is based off of doing things quickly. The Atlasify comics, my own writing, heck my art too. I don't like spending too long on certain projects or such so technically all of my work is first drafts bc I wanna get stuff done first instead of never finishing one project

13. love triangle in everything or no romantic arcs

Technically both ETSS and SUL have somewhat love triangle moments but

a.) ETSS is more an exploration on identity than romance

b.) the SUL love triangle is literally between turqbalt's two identities and rina

BUT god I'd rather have no romantic arcs at all than actual love triangle moments. Do you know how many teleseryes have the cheesiest cliche love triangles? No thank u I wanna do all or nothing

14. constant sandstorm or rainstorm

i love the rain :] the air is fresh and the plants look greener. i dont think my asthma would love lots of sand tbh

[diamondoidxx]

𝒮𝑜 𝑅𝒶𝓇𝑒

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫!𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐉𝐚𝐳𝐳 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

genre: fluff? 

fic warnings: nothing except I wrote this with a plus sized black woman in mind!

summary: 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺'�� 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘌𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰-𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘊𝘭𝘶𝘣 – 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘢𝘻𝘻 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.

notes: yayyy its my first fic? is that what this is? idk but it’s kinda long for my first time. 1.7k words lol. Anyways yea hopefully you enjoy it and let me know what ya think! OR what I should create and also if you want a part 2! Maybe make this a seriessss???? A SONG GOES WITH IT I DID LINK IT! play it for the nice ambiance ya know. this fanart is what made me write this so thank them!

THE old concrete industrial factory shelters the noisy men from the blistering August heat. It was currently 4 in the afternoon on a Friday and the sun was still shining. Most people were ready to go home to their loved ones from work but Eren still had 3 more hours to go. Usually, he was able to grit his teeth and continue the day, but today though, he just wanted to be home already. After arc cutting a piece of Ferrite, arms with veins swelling, Eren steps back and flips up his helmet waving a gloved hand at the dust that came from the material. The perspiration on his face was beginning to drip down his body, he took his arm and wiped the sweat that sat on his eyebrows.

He blew some air out of his mouth and scanned his eyes around the assembly. Some of the men were chatting amongst themselves whilst having a water break with paper cups in hand, meanwhile, others were busying themselves with the work in front of them making sure they got every cent that they could earn. Cents. That's what Eren was working for, specifically $0.75 an hour. He rolls his shoulders already feeling tense, wanting to just take a shower and lay down to do it all over again tomorrow. He glances to the outside of the garage like opening of the factory. The cars whizzed by in the bustling city. Eren thinks he’ll never get used to the sound, being fond of the silent and freeing countryside. He pulls out his hand from the heavy-duty welding gloves and wipes his wet hand on the beat-up and previously dirtied wife beater. He shuffles his tan overalls that are stung lowly on his hips and flips his helmet back on his face to continue working.

It was around 7:30 in the evening when he got off. The sun finally letting the earth cool down from the assault today. Duffle bag in hand, Eren steps away from the establishment and begins to walk to the bus stop ready to sit on the trolley for 40 minutes out of town. His hair was tied in a bun with some flyaways surrounding his scalp and a few tired line indents on his forehead. The overalls that were once on his waist now hug him to keep warm for the night breeze.

“Hey Yeager!” a voice calls out. Eren turns around and sees Jean, Connie, and Armin. The three men were huddled as if they were whispering before calling out to him. Eren raised an eyebrow as if to ask them what they wanted. Eren didn’t speak to anyone at work. The only conversations that he would have with his colleagues would be “when’s lunch being called” or “did they have a specific tool he needed.” So watching these three yell out to him was unusual.

Jean and Connie push Armins' shoulder to talk. The blonde-headed man clears his throat, “UHm..did you..um did you wanna come down to The Catfish Club with us?” pointing behind his shoulder somewhere.

The Catfish Club? Eren never heard such a thing before. Is that a restaurant? He looks between them with a deadpan expression.

“No,” Eren states and begins to walk the way to the bus stop.

“OH COME ON, It was hot today ain’t ya wanting a nice tail’ and some jazz!” Connie yells at him. Eren pauses. A bar? Why would he want to go to a bar with these idiots to listen to some jazz with these bozos? Eren faces them.

Connie continues, “It's great! The liquor is strong and the music is live! I got a buddy of mine who will shuttle us all home when we wanna leave!” excitement comes from his words. Eren thinks for a moment rubbing his jaw. He could use a Manhattan, he hasn't had one of them in a long time. He should treat himself, just going home and spending it with his cat Carla wouldn't be that amusing on this nice Friday night.

Eren sighs and shrugs. “Sure.” The boys have grins on their faces and Connie wraps an arm around Erens shoulder as he walks up to them.

The walk to the club wasn't that far from their work. About 15 mins or so. The place looked packed and bustling. Men and women flow through the black double wooden doors. The building was a bright pale red with a sign in the dark window shining THE CATFISH CLUB in illuminating blue lights with a catfish wearing a top hat playing the cello. The boys walk up to the door and open it. The place was bigger on the inside than you would think. The sounds of horns, clarinet, sax, and strings bounced through Erens ears. There was everyone EVERYWHERE. The bar, the dance floor, the booths, and tables. It was a squeeze. The walls were a velvety green color with black and white pictures hanging. A stage was in the middle back of the club, slightly raised – having the ability to easily step on it. Jean and Connie barrel through the crowd with Armin and Eren on their behinds. They sit at a booth fairly close to the stage.

“Isn’t this amazing? God, I haven't been here in a while,” Jean says while they are settling in the rubber seats. Connie and Armin make conversation as Eren still wanders his eyes around. He brings his attention to the stage as a band starts setting up. His eyes are directly on the woman with the white sparkly ball gown that goes just a bit below her knee caps. The straps came together behind her neck showcasing a bit of cleavage. She had on white pumps with a diamond on the point. Satin white gloves came just above her elbows. Eren couldn’t see her face as people were passing by. As he's moving his head to find her, Armin nudges him to look at him.

“What did you want to drink Eren?” he asks. Eren just now notices a waiter by their table. He looks back at the woman and turns to the waiter. He nods while saying. “Just a Manhattan please.” The waiter gets the rest of the guys' drink orders and Eren's eyes fall back to the captivating singer.

Her hair is short and curled like it's been in rollers, slightly parted with a white flower hair clip. Her earrings twinkle under the lights and her smile is brighter than anything he’d ever seen. She was talking to the host of the club pointing at the band behind her and nodding when he spoke back to her. He pats her on the back lightly and goes up to the mic.

The waiter sets Jean, Connie, Armin, and Erens' drinks down as the host says, “How's everybody doing tonight!?” The crowd whoops and hollers, Connie and Jean joining in with them. Eren takes a sip of his beverage enjoying the burn that it leaves behind, never taking his eyes off of her.

The host laughs and claps his hands together, “I see! Hey now – we got a new upcoming singer here with us tonight, it is her First. Ever. Gig! Let’s all welcome…Y/N!” He throws his arms to her as she smiles and waves shyly at the audience that gives her some claps and whistles. Eren sets down his drink and claps along.

She steps up to the mic fixing it to her height while looking back at the band anxiously. One of the members gives her a thumbs up and a wink. She turns back and breathes.

(Play song)

It felt like the whole town stopped to hear her. Eren couldn’t help but feel entranced. Her voice was heavenly, delicate, alluring…he couldn't find the words but what he knew was that he was in love. He felt his jaw slack a bit as he watched her sing. The way her lips moved and the way she held the mic stand. Y/N had no idea the effects she had on him. His chest was beating as if he ran 3 miles and his legs were stuck as if he had seen the boogie man. Her eyes are low and move across the sea of people, meeting emerald green ones. She swings her hips back and forth to the beat, smiling as she emphasizes the lyrics escape her.

Eren held her stare, sipping more of his drink, tapping his foot to the song. The lines she belt out felt as if she was speaking to him. That the words were only for him. She took the mic off the stand and began to waltz around the stage, stopping and doing gestures or poses. She stepped down from the stage and danced a little, going around the club. She smiled and smirked at the patrons. Y/N wanted to find the person who was behind the piercing eyes she was stunned internally by. She looks over at a table full of welders and strides toward them, elegantly placing her hand on a dark-haired man's shoulder. Y/N feels warm when he looks up at her from his seat. This was the man who she was searching for. His lips lift in a smile, almost like he's trying to hide it. Y/N slides her hand from his shoulder down to his hand and stretches it to her, holding it for a second staring at him in his eyes. She squeezes his hand and lets go of it. She walks back up the stage not forgetting to look behind her shoulder to see him looking at his hand and back at her. Y/N stops on the stage and closes out the song.

The club was in an uproar as she quietly curtsied. Eren stands up and whistles, Jean, Connie, and Armin following him. She exits the stage after pressing her hands to her chest and thanking everyone. She tries to get through the crowd as they continue to praise her for her singing, passing Eren just in time for him to grab her wrist to stop her.

She staggers at the interruption and turns her head to see who halt her. Y/N's face heats up as Eren looks at her. She looks down at his hand holding onto her and he looks at it after her, blushing he quickly let go of her, “Sorry, I just wanted to say you were incredible up there,” Eren says.

Y/Ns eyebrows lift in a delightful surprise, “Oh! Uh, thank you…..?”

Eren reaches out his hand. “Eren.” Y/N takes it and shakes it. “Thank you, Eren. It's nice to meet you.”

Eren smirks, “Nice to meet you too Y/N.”

Again I hope you enjoyed reading, sorry if it’s like so descriptive I just want y'all to imagine what I'm imagining. Idk if this fluff really but it does make me gooey inside like when I do read fluff so

[aajjks]

Automaniac (I)

Synopsis. His steel made heart wasn’t supposed to beat for you.

pairing(s): yan!cyborg!jk x owner!human fem!reader. ??? X reader

warning. DARK, ANGST, YANDERE, JEALOUSY, robot!koo, FLUFF, ~feels~, POSESSIVE BEHAVIOR. Very dark, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOUR AND OBSESSION, this is soft?? Ig??

CW: FLUFF, SOFT YANDERE, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOUR, he compliments you a lot... he’s in love with you, like completely smitten... wow... red flags.... not edited. Written in mixed povs.

[THE ART BELOW IS NOT MINE, belongs to the owner, credited to them.]

important notes. This au is set in 2043 so obviously technology has advanced and robots are able to feel, he has a mechanical heart, his behaviour is just like a human being, he is able to cry too, lol this is fiction, anything can happen 🤷🏻‍♀️ if you’d like to be tagged pls lmk! :dd

note. CAN I JUST SAY HOW PROUD I AM OF THE TITLE NAME?!! IM SO IN LOVE WITH MY SHITTY BRAINNNN!!!! WOHOOOOO MY SECOND SERIES!!!! IM SO EXCITED YET NERVOUS FOR THIS NGL... I mean this genre is pretty difficult for me because it’s sci-fi... so go easy on me... it’s as always yandere and tbh guys?? This fic is literally my worst nightmare... don’t ask why but robots creep the fuck out of me... I really hope he’ll be able to make a smol place in ur heart. FEEDBACK IS NEEDED DESPERATELY. Please share your thoughts ENJOY! Enjoy your robot!koo ;) EEEK MY FIRST EVER SERIESSSS SHHHHHH AHHH!!!

EDIT: DAMNNNN GUYS LOOK AT THE HEADER @kithtaehyung MADE FOR ME!!!?~~ AHHHG RYEN IM ACTUALLY FUCKING AMAZEDDDD PLS— HE LOOKS LIKE A LITERAL CYBORG AHHH IM OBSESSED. YOU REALLY EXCEEDED MY EXPECTATIONS! I’m totally in luv with this. TYSM PLS! you’re amazing!

So... jk is a mix between a robot and a cyborg, ;) I love how this all doesn’t make sense at all. But lol please give this a chance. Have a Rose 🌹 ENJOY!

Masterlist.

The world had advanced.

It was 2043 and the world depended on A.I. And you were no exception.

“Noona, it is time for you to get ready, you have a meeting with DR. L/N.” Your robot, JK-97 reminds you as you inhale deeply and watch him sit down next to you with a steaming mug of coffee in his hands. “I know, jungkook.” Jungkook, The robot, stares at your face, his eyes shiny, full of light, his lips pressed together in a straight line.

“Noona, you look tired.” He speaks up as he passes you your mug. “An average human should get 8 hours of sleep.” You look back at him and smile at his innocent face. He was quick to mimic the expression and smiled back at you. “You’re so caring, JK.” You compliment the now, blushing boy. Your eyes widened with shock.

It was scary that how much technology had advanced. Robots were now no different than humans. It was terrifying sometimes. Truly. Jungkook coming into your life was unplanned.

Your robot was a gift from your father for your twentieth birthday. JK-97, your fathers biggest creation yet. It had been now four years since jungkook came into your life. And it was safe to say that you were used to him being your only companion. “Noona. My senses indicate that you’re thinking about something. Your body language tells me you’re nervous.”

And he was right, as always.

“Hmm... yeah... I am nervous I guess? I mean my father rarely asks me to come to his lab...” you played with the mug as you took a sip of the steaming coffee. “Noona?” You sigh, Jungkook stares back at you with intensity, the sudden change in his demeanour making you nervous. “Yes... JK?”

It was like you two were having an eye contact competition when you raised your eyebrows at him. “You don’t have to be nervous. I’m here with you.” Jungkook raises his right hand and takes your left hand in his. “Always.” Jungkooks eyes never leave your face, his “iron” like grip tightening around your hand when the moment is interrupted by the buzzing sound of an alarm bell.

Coming from him.

“JK! Your heart beats rising.” And the robot just stares at you with an unreadable look in his eyes. The default colour of his eyes changing to red.

...weird. Maybe this could be a minor glitch?

“JUNGKOOK! Calm down, sweetheart..” but no use, his heart beat only rises. You look at him with concern while making his “heart” thump rapidly.

His mind was starting to glitch. Only pictures of you surrounding the robot’s processor.

His owner Y/N.

Jungkook could never ever disobey you.

You were his owner, his everything. He was made for you, only you. He was created to be used by you, he was made to serve you, his purpose was to always be with you, no matter what.

“JK, will you be fine, sweetheart? I have to go now. I’ll be back in a few hours!” You were hesitant, Jungkook could tell, his eyes observed you. “Noona, you look so pretty.” Jungkook responds to your question with a completely different answer. The cyborg was distracted with you.

“Thank you, Jungkook! Don’t forget to charge yourself unlike last time!” You instructed him and he nodded, pouting his lips. “Noona... do you really have to go?”

Jungkooks system was given a newer update so it was obvious that he had learned about numerous things, including more human facial expressions. “Yes, kook, it is important. I don’t know but I’ll be back, soon.” You smiled as you blew the pouting man a kiss.

“This expression suits you a lot, you look cute.” You compliment him, giggling at his unusual cute expressions.

And Jungkook felt like his CPU malfunctioned for a bit. “Noona, you think I’m cute?” He gets up from the bed as he walks towards you, his orbs glowing, almost.

“Um... JK Your update is definitely more advanced than before..” you laugh and jungkook can swear that he feels something flutter inside him.

“You have the most melodious laugh ever, Y/N noona..” he is careful with the choice of his words. “Can you smile please, Noona?” Jungkook asks you. You raise your eyebrow at him but listen to him.

Jungkook captures the sight inside his eyes, by only blinking twice. “You’re too beautiful Noona.” He compliments unknowningly, busy admiring the image, not noticing your exit.

As Jungkook snaps back to reality, he finds himself alone in your room. “Y/N noona is gone.” His face falls, suddenly feeling sad. He walks towards the charging area and quickly connects himself to power.

He closes his eyes and settles on the seat. As the cyborg starts to view your countless pictures in his memory, he feels a weird overwhelming vibration inside his metal chest.

Oh, how he could stare at you forever. He could, if only you’d allow him to... Jungkook considered himself the luckiest robot ever made. He feels very thankful to your father for creating him for you.

His Y/N... he was your Jungkook, only made for you. The robot felt a strong sense of emotion towards you. It felt a lot stronger... noticeably since his latest update.

His senses of feelings were improving a lot.

The feelings that he felt for you. “JK loves Y/N noona. Very much.”

Walking towards your father’s lab, you feel confused. He never really called you to his work place, unless...

He made a new creation. And the last time you visited the lab was four years ago, when JK-97 aka Jungkook came into your life. But... you did not feel excited this time.

You just weren’t feeling good.

This time, you were feeling like your life was going to be turned around forever...and boy in a good way. You closed your eyes and inhaled. No.. you’re probably overthinking.

It was going to be good, right? Your instincts were strong but you had to let go of the paranoia settling in your mind. Exhaling, you knocked on the door in front of your eyes.

“Dad! I’m here!”

[elbiotipo]

I still haven't watched the Obi Wan Kenobi seriessss I need to but I need to save my academic future first

[onthepageoftears]

Hold Them Closer ~ Ch.11 [Jaskier x assassin!reader] || Witcher

A/N: Two chapters left! Imma miss this seriessss

Your kind words and reviews mean a lot to me, so please don’t afraid to leave a message/comment!

Summary: A side job brings more than you could have imagined.

Warnings: language, banter, mentions of fighting, cliffhanger :o

Words: 1,098

Please Don’t Plagiarize My Work!

The next morning, the four of you were off to return to the small village in Velen. The night was slow, taunting you as time moved at its painfully sluggish pace. You let your eyes rest on the path ahead of you, Jaskier’s arm wrapped securely around your waist. You heard his voice behind you, along with Theo’s, but your mind was elsewhere.

That was until Jaskier’s voice was particularly loud from behind you.

“You really think I will take lessons from a child?”

You turned your head, catching the look of annoyance on Theo’s face as she followed alongside Buttercup on her own horse. “I’m grown.”

Jaskier scoffed. “No one who’s grown actually has to prove it.”

“Will you shut your mouth, old man?”

“Old man?” Jaskier’s grip on your waist tightened, his teeth gritted as he tried speaking quietly, “Why do we always get stuck with children?”

“I told you, I’m not a child! I’m practically an adult.”

“Practically being the keyword.” He turned his face back towards you, speaking lowly into your ear. “At least Lilla was quiet.”

You snorted at the mention of the other little (or, grown) girl you had previously come across. It seemed you weren’t the only one making connections to your experience with Lilla and Theo, though Jaskier’s had more of a…spiteful reminiscing.

Though it certainly wasn’t amusing everyone (Jaskier was nearly steaming and Geralt was extremely quiet — even more so than usual), Theo and Jaskier’s interactions left a warm feeling in your chest. Maybe it distracted you from your own journey, from the hope you were losing every second.

Deciding to break the undoubtedly entertaining tension between the bard and girl, you cleared your throat. “So, Theo. Where’d you learn to fight?”

She ignored your gaze for a moment, letting her eyes settle on the road ahead. “My mom and I learned from the blacksmith in town. She said we needed to be ready for anything.”

You pursed your lips, keeping your eyes on the girl. “I thought you said she didn’t trust you?”

Theo rolled her eyes dramatically. “Just because I know how to fight doesn’t mean she likes me to do it.”

You pursed your lips, eyebrows raising in surprise. You knew you were very different from the girl — as a kid, you never would’ve have spoken as she did, but then again, you weren’t exactly silent. If Rauf had been like her mother, you wouldn’t have nearly the same amount of issues you did now. Fighting would be a choice, not a lifestyle. You wouldn’t have the guilt you did now — instead, you would probably have done just what Theo did: used your skills for real good.

A wave of newfound respect for the girl washed over you as you watched her atop her horse. With a sigh you nodded your head, turning away from her. “She seems like a good mom.”

Theo took a second before responding, her voice lower than usual. “She is.”

The sound of hooves took over once again, everyone seemingly lost in their own thoughts. You tried to keep your mind away from your mother, for now. Instead, you focused on Jaskier’s fingers tapping on your waist, the rhythm calming you as his music usually did.

Geralt’s gruff voice took you out of your trance, now riding alongside Theo’s horse. “Where did you get your sword from?”

“It’s a hand me down.” She didn’t bother giving any more information, and Geralt didn’t press her. Instead, she gripped her horses’ reigns tighter. “My village is just up here. Mom’ll probably have the reward waiting.”

Before you could respond, she was riding ahead, face firm in determination. You followed close behind, watching as the village came slowly into view. Not much had changed since you were last here, though it was only a day.

Theo slowed down as the four of you entered the village, ignoring the eyes that followed you as you passed. Your eyes settled on the back of Theo’s head, wondering what she was thinking. It was as if all of a sudden she had gone really quiet, which, from the time you had spent with her, seemed very unlike her.

Instead of saying anything, you followed close behind, and soon, the three of you were led you to what looked to be a small shop — one you hadn’t seen the other day. Theo slid off her horse, taking her time tying it to the post in front of the shop. You did the same, keeping your gaze on the girl beside you. She was avoiding anyone’s gaze, tying her third knot by the time Jaskier slid to the ground next to you.

He placed a hand on your back, face scrunched in slight annoyance. “What are we waiting for?”

Theo looked up, finally leaving her fourth knot alone. She looked up from you to Jaskier to Geralt, her eyes shifting so she didn’t keep anyone’s gaze too long.

You spoke, finally getting her attention. “I’m sure she won’t be mad.”

“I’m not worried about that.” Theo snapped, making you raise a brown in response. She rolled her eyes, avoiding your gaze once more. “She always gets…uptight about this stuff.

“Can’t imagine why.” Jaskier scoffed, but let out a small ‘oof’ when you elbowed him in the stomach.

“We’ll be right with you. To back you up.”

Theo bit her lip. She looked at you for a moment, and you couldn’t tell what flashed in her eyes — worry, annoyance, or respect. They were very different emotions, but reading Theo was almost as hard as reading Geralt; only with Theo, her emotions were close to to your own.

After another second of idle waiting, Theo huffed and practically marched her way towards the front of the shop. The three of you followed close behind, getting ready for the Mama Bear that was about to attack. But when you stepped foot in that tiny little shop, your mind only on helping Theo, you weren’t expecting what was there in front of you.

The breath was completely knocked out of you at the sight of the woman at the counter. Her eyes widened once you walked in the shop, immediately falling on the young girl in front of you. She gasped, rushing out from behind the counter to collapse into the girl with a hug. Your mouth was slightly ajar, heart beating faster than anything you ever felt. Because the woman standing in front of you, hugging Theo with a grip unlike anything you’d ever seen — that woman was your mother.

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