#I dont like this at all

[micehusband]

Shadowban fucking me over on my other account so this goes here

[holographic-mars]

DID SOMRONE JUST TAG ONE OF MY ART AS SOUNDWAVE/RAVAGE

[the-daiz]

#26— touch me, please?

—Angstober day 26: Persuasion

Pairing; Flashy flash x reader

part 2 of ‘without touch, we die.’ In a sense

Warning(s); suggestive, established relationship(?), anxious attachment style flashy flash, avoidant attachment style reader, emotionally unavailable reader

Synopsis; In a distant universe where somehow the S-class hero Flashy Flash is bound by these overwhelming feelings of limerence and endearment for an average, drained university student. x2

✎Word count; 1.2k

♪ Playlist; Eric

A/N; not that angsty. this was sitting in my drafts for a good 2 weeks. NOT proofread since I wrote this on my phone and im sick

A mere few seconds was all Flashy Flash needed for his heart rate to slow back to its steady tempo, the rhythmic sound of his breaths fading along with it. A slow exhale breezed past his lips, his undone muscles pressing further into the mattress.

Your inhales on the other hand echoed faintly in the expanse of the dim-littled room. Your heart drummed dully in your ears and your body lined with sweat as you slowly caught your breath.

He shifted to lay on his side, his eyes marveling at the sight of you, so beautiful and ineffable in his temple. A smile stretched across his features, woven with uncharacteristic warmth, something that he would rarely ever let loose in more open circumstances. The wash of reverence that followed the former ecstasy was overwhelming, and he, despite his stoned facades and reputable means, was still human after all. He couldn't help but relish in it.

Your eyes fluttered open to stare ahead at the ceiling, your pants growing quieter. Your eyelids weighed heavier all of a sudden, and ghostly exhaustion ebbed in you. You let out a final, long exhale whilst his feathered touch traced aimless lines on your arm. 

You glanced over at him, prompting his grin to stretch and his eyes to squint in glee. Your thoughts paused as you took in his mien. He looked flawless, as always, except maybe for his vaguely tossed hair.

His other hand rose to brush back his bangs and his hair fell behind him in sleek, smooth waves. You blinked.

Ok, now he looked flawless. His fair skin was as soft and delicate as usual, with no marks to taint its beauty- unless you bring up his scars, but in your opinion, it just made him look all the more ‘him’. Blonde strands and lashes making him gleam beneath the faint light, and his eyes, looked as ensnaring as can be.

You didn't have to look at yourself to know you were in a completely opposing state to his. Probably disheveled, ragged, lined and riddled with exhaustion. A complete contrast to him.

The more you let your mind muse on your situation, the more strange and unbelievable it seems. You two were immersed in completely alternative worlds, in every sense. And yet, somehow, you've found yourselves entangled with each other. You weren't sure if it was truly a good thing.

You gave him a quick, small smile, then turned back to stare at the ceiling.

He shuffled closer, his arms enclosing your waist and pulling you slightly.

"You're incredible." He nuzzled his face into the side of your neck, his breath scattering over your skin. Your limbs kept unmoving, even as he pressed himself further against you. 

"hm, more than you?" You smirked, pressing your cheek against the top of his head.

"hundred times more." A shudder prickled across your spine as he brushed his lips against your pulse. Gentle and tentative, just as he always was with you. Yet your arms still laid rooted onto the mattress. 

"What's this? Did I break you?" You let out a short chuckle.

"Guess you did." He hummed into your skin.

His pecks continued to travel across your neck, jaw, collarbone, occasionally lapping over past declarations. With each kiss sealing a new promise and rewriting his devotion.

But, still, your arms didn’t move.

He paused, his head motionlessly tucked under your chin. You felt that grating discomfort settle in you once more as the quiet stretched, probably serene to him yet suffocating to you.

You gave him a few light pats on his back and shifted slightly, prompting his grip to loosen and his head to move away. Once your gazes locked, you flashed him another half-hearted grin then quickly wrung out of his gentle hold.

He didn’t attempt to hide the dejected frown on his features whilst his eyes watched you waste no time to shuffle off the bed and pick up the clothes discarded on the floor.

“You’re leaving already?” He asked as he sat up, disappointment evident in his voice.

“Yeah, my lectures start early tomorrow.” You replied. 

Of course. After the moment had passed, your mind was already back to its routine, thinking of nothing except your work and studies and your oh-so busy schedule. 

He was busy too. His frown deepened.

"Can't you just watch the recording later?" He suggested

"If I have a chance to attend the lecture, then I'm going to attend it. I have no excuse to skip."

Your tone was firm as you spoke. You paused when you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror of his dresser, moving closer and lifting your chin up to inspect the small bruises trailing your neck. You let a small pout set in as you tried to remember if your buttoned up shirt was still in the laundry or if it had been cleaned yet.

"You could..." He muttered, “have an excuse.”

You sighed and stepped away from the dresser.

“What? Is the S-class rank 10 hero not good enough of an excuse for you?” He leaned his back against the headboard and crossed his arms.

“You know I don’t bend like that.” You knelt down beside the bed, on the side he was seated, to pick up your socks that had been tossed carelessly under it.

“Much to my misfortune.” He mutters. You stood up and peered down at him, his face faintly creased with a frustrated glower as he averted his gaze from yours. You tucked the small pile of clothes in one arm while your other hand reached out to caress the side of his face, urging him to look at you. 

Slowly and almost reluctantly, his head moved to your view, and he found himself loosening up a bit; his features softening and shoulders sagging upon gazing at the apologetic smile you offered.

A ghostly constriction stung in him following the vague comfort. 

Your hand started slipping away from his face, with your legs turning to step away, and he felt the constriction in him tighten at that.

He grabbed your wrist before you could completely slip away from him.

“Come on, just for tonight.” A charming smile masked his yearning. “I promise I won’t bother you that much.”

Your eyes screwed shut and you expelled a long breath before turning to look at him. Your brows were drawn inward and your features crinkled in exhaustion.

"Don't do this now, flash." 

His expression grew taut at your words, smile instantly faltering.

Did you really have to say it like that? Why did you have to say it like he was inconveniencing you? Rather than he was trying to adore you.

The pleading sheen that glassed in his eyes met immiscibly with your remote gaze, shouldering a different beg than his.

Faith retreated from his posture, his flingers letting loose around your wrist but still faintly ringing around them, urging you to tug at him this time, instead.

But why would you.

His hand drew back and fell pointlessly on the sheets, his head turning to look out the window and away from you.

[a-drama-addict]

waht the fuck is this

[mynameis-star]

HE HASN’T EVEN BEEN INAUGURATED YET AND PEOPLE ARE ALREADY SUCKING IT IM DONE

[the-eye-of-big-brother]

Finished the first vol of Invincible just because the feeds were down so much today. Cant believe BB made me so bored I read a book.

[imperfectercell]

can we Cell's costume? 👁👁

its still halloween somewhere

[katiefratie]

Asking for Nana Morri to save them all..... Orym...... WHAT DO YOU MEAN HES COME HOME NO THANK YOU NO HE HASNT

[muirneach]

this is so scary

[emailsicansend]

WHY ARE THERE PEOPLE KNOCKING ON THE FROMT DOOR AT MIDNIGHT

[bexisanidiot]

Bee be snoking

Cigar great grandma

[micehusband]

Shadowban fucking me over on my other account so this goes here

[peaches-are-sweet]

New Years Party: Prelude Pt. 1

31/12/2022

Dawns apartment 

22:49

The strong scent of Booze clogged the air as the apartment was filled with the many sweaty, drunk, and slightly unhinged teens dancing the night away and it made me glad that I had opened the balcony doors a few hours earlier.

‘Give me everything’ by Pitbull was playing in the background but was drowned out by the millions of voices talking over it on the 2 large speakers, these voices were due to the cluster of people, that occupied more room than I thought it would and in this cluster stood me, Dawn Hikari, tall and proud to of hosted such a spectacular event in such little time, since it was just last week that Andrew Hayden, or drew as many people liked to call him, asked such a daunting task from me since we should “End this year with one more bad mistake” and thus a party was born. I had invited many of my closest friends and distant acquaintances, this list includes but is not subject to: Ash Ketchum, Misty Waterflower, May Maple, Leaf Green, Gary Oak, and Paul Revere. 

I tried to keep close tabs on them since I was closer with these people than the random ones who either were invited by Drew or just some random people that somehow wandered in here… yeahhh, I have to do something about that. 

“Dawn!” yelled a charismatic voice while walking towards me, distracting me from my previous thoughts,

“Ash!” I shouted back with just as much enthusiasm. 

“God you look amazing! Let me tell you right now that black dress is doing wonders for you right now!”

“Awwh, Thank you… I think….And may I say you look Great! But where’s your Blazer?” I asked, looking around a little in case it was floating mind-air around somewhere:

 Ash always made the impossible seem possible.

“Oh yeah, umm, so Misty said she was a little cold earlier on and being the chivalrous man i am, i decided to give her my blazer” he said sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck,

“Awhhh, look at you two! Remind me again: why aren't you two dating?” I said cheekily and giggling a little bit 

“Shut it, You know i could ask the same question about you and-”

“ASH KETCHUM IN THE HOUSE!” shouted Gary wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “Do you mind if i steal this fine young chap from you? I need him,, for an experiment” Gary asked turning his gaze towards me 

“No No it's fine, by all means, take him!” I said shoving them away 

And with that they were lost in the sea of people and never to be seen again… oh wait that reminds her, Ash and I need to finish a school project later, oh well I guess she has to look for him later. 

As the party progresses I talked to many, many people and ran many, many errands like refilling drinks or hanging out snacks, or having the ambulance on speed dial because one of the guests was a little too drunk and a little too close to the balcony railing for my comfort. 

And by the end of it, my feet were on fire so when a few spots on the couch opened up I practically leaped over there. 

“God's sake, how on earth did Drew convince me  again?” I mumbled as I rubbed my eyes a little 

“Oh, he doesn't convince people, “ someone’s voice started to say, a voice she recognized a little too well “, he borderline manipulates you into doing it” Paul finished with a faint giggle being heard from the blunette in response. When I turned to look at him he had his head leaning on the couch facing upwards and his eyes closed.

“Are you doing okay?” I questioned with some worry lacing in my voice. “You looked fine a while ago?” 

“Yeah, Yeah I'm fine, just kinda drunk” he signed a little, his head now turning to face her with his onyx eyes now piercing into mine.

“Oh”

 “Oh,” I said a little quietly this time taking in his features  ‘Jesus Christ we are close’ i realized and some heat began to rise to my cheeks. ‘I need to say something, quick’

 “Uh so, uhh…”

I stuttered averting my eyes in many directions and fidgeting with my hands while Paul’s eyes just stayed on me making no effort to ease some of the tension rising. 

“Hm?” he questioned, quite seductively may i add with that deep voice of his and… wait a minute… is that a smirk she seeing? 

“Ohhh, okay I see what your doing” I rolled her eyes jokingly a small smile showing 

“What?” he asked back faking innocence his deep voice really shining though… oh god that deep voice of his.

“You pulling that face”

“What face?”

“Are you kidding me? Your face is making a face!”

“Really?”

“Yes! And look at how close we are”

“How close we are?”

“Yes, we look like were on the verge of kiss-”

shit. 

“...”

Shit.

“Do we?”

SHIT.

What the heck should i say? ‘Yeah, we’re so close we may as well make out on the couch here’ nope. ‘Yah, can you kiss me right now?’ God no. ‘Please make out with m-’ Okay i'm going to stop now.

“Should we?” he asked

“what?” she in absolute shock

He said nothing as he chuckled and sat up again. “Nothing”

But I was not about to settle for that.

“No wait,” I hurriedly said as I sat up as well, “What were you going to say?”

“Dawn!!” yelled a voice from behind me by my fiery redhead; Misty. ‘God's sake Misty!’ Dawn thought ‘Literally anytime but now! Why now??’

 “Two things!,” said Misty walking up to us in her sparkling deep blue dress with ash’s jacket loosely hanging off her shoulders, first holding one finger up as I stood up from her spot on the couch“, one: Leaf wants to know if the sandwiches have ham in them”

“Yeah some of them do but there’s another tray of sandwiches that don't: i think i labelled them?” 

“Okay that's great i’ll tell her, second is that drew wants us all to meet on the balcony in like 5 minutes, so it's great that you two are together, that's make it's much easier”

Said misty while waving a finger between me and Paul.

“Okay yep, message received we’ll be there” i said with a thumbs up 

“Great, because hes been trying to round up us and I think Drew is this close to popping a vein” she replied with the index and thumb being quite close together. Actually i think they were touching. 

“Noted” Said Paul getting up from his seat on the couch 

“Okay great! See you there in 5!” said misty waving back at us as she turned and walked away into the party. As she was walking away I turned my gaze toward the clock; 23:12.

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Lol, this has been sitting in my drafts for ages and I didn't know what to do with it. Reading back over it it's quite shit and I may change the storyline to make it make more sense if THAT makes sense. I need to go develop the characters more but yeah.

Hope you've enjoyed it and if so could you like this and maybe follow?

✍(◔◡◔), Thank you

[ghost4ghosts]

his scar finally healed. it faded. it wasn't an angry red, wasn't a reminder of how he failed. but he fucking died anyway

[girlchomp]

got out of a coma recently and i don't like it. put me back

[wordsofone]

oh okay. heart steps right out of my chest and falls down the stairs