#I hope you like this Mara ily!!!

[redr0sewrites]

OK HEAR ME OUT kafka pegging blade while he gives u head (or u fucking him while he eats kafka out whichever way works!!). i need this man RUINED....

UR SO REAL FOR THIS BRO IDK WHO U ARE BUT ILY‼️ FINALLY A HSR REQ AAAAAA<3 THE ALGORITHM FUCKED UP MY LAST KAFBLADE X READER POST SO I HOPE THIS GETS MORE ATTENTION! HOPE U LIKE IT<3 i liked both ideas/positions 🤭

Pairing: Kafka x amab!reader x Blade

🥀CW: smut(duh), strap, overstimulation, dirty talk, writer went feral, face fucking, marking, scratching, hickeys, i made the reader amab

🥀 minors dni

the routine was always the same after a stressful mission. blade and kafka followed you to your room, the tension wafting off of them both was practically palpable. it had been a relatively easy mission, but blades mara had unexpectedly acted up and kafka had needed to restrain him before he went too far. as kafka entered the room behind you, the both of you made eye contact. kafka gave a small nod, and you hummed in reply as blade entered behind her.

blade immediately moved towards the both of you, shutting the door behind him. however, kafka abruptly stopped him with a hand against his chest, and he looked at her in slight confusion.

"now now bladie, tonight is about you, hm~ get on the bed and relax, we just want to make you feel good, okay? can you do that for me?" kafka's voice was both sweet and sinister at the same time, like a beautiful gift wrapped in barbed wire. blade met your eyes and you nodded, lust already pooling in your abdomen in excitement.

blade moved to the bed, and kafka and you began to strip as blade did the same. soon, all of your clothes were discarded on the floor except for your undergarments and kafka looked at you expectantly. you turned towards blade, grinning wildly.

"bladie~" saying his name caught his attention, and he looked towards you expectantly. meanwhile, kafka was getting on a strap, but blade was so focused on you he didnt seem to notice.

"lay on your stomach" you said softly, and blade immediately flipped over. you moved to the head of the bed, removing your boxers as you went. you could see blades eyes on your cock, and you could already feel yourself growing hard. you sat down in front of him, legs framing his face and grabbed a fistful of his hair. blade whined softly, and kafka approached him from behind.

kafka applied a generous amount of lube to the strap, and immediately rubbed it against blades entrance. blade gasped softly, and his hips instinctively bucked against the bed. with his mouth wide open, you took the opportunity to bottom out into his mouth. blade groaned around your cock, the vibrations making you shiver as you yanked his hair a little harder, shoving your length deeper down his throat. kafka hummed in amusement and bottomed out fully inside blade. he let out a loud whimper at that, and you couldn't help but thrust roughly into his mouth, craving release already.

kafka began to thrust into blade at a steady pace, her nails raking down his back as you fucked his throat. blade was whimpering in pleasure, his whole body trembling at the overwhelming stimulation. the needy moans and pleas that left his mouth were muffled as you continued to fuck his throat, your own orgasm already approaching. you moan, hips jerking up as you thrust in deeper making blade gag around you.

both yours and kafkas thrusts speed up, the both of you were now focused solely on making blade cum. you could feel the coil in your stomach tightening as your release got closer and closer, and judging by the sinful sound escaping blades mouth he was close too. you could feel yourself on the brink of the burning pleasure you craved, and grabbed blades hair even rougher forcing him to deepthroat you.

"you better- ahh~ you better fucking swallow all of it- fuck." you groaned, blades mouth hollowing as you felt your release barrel through you. you were seeing stars, your legs trembling as you continued to thrust into blades mouth, prolonging your high. at the same time, kafka reached around blade and pumped his own throbbing cock while thrusting into him roughly, and he gasped and squealed as his own orgasm made him shudder and sob in pleasure. you pulled out from his mouth, looking down to admire your lover.

blades face already looked deliciously fucked out, soft tears were streaming down his face and a bit of your release was dripping from his lip. you used your thumb to scoop it up, and blade instinctively opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue to taste the slick. you stuck your fingers in his mouth, and he sucked them dry, making your cock twitch and begin to harden again.

"heh, looks like you both enjoyed yourselves~" kafkas voice sounding sweet, but you could tell that she was needy too. she hadnt had her release yet.

"wanna switch, kaf?" you ask, and she smirks at you knowingly.

"is that okay with you bladie?" she purrs, her voice soft. blade nods eagerly and she chuckles, switching places with you. you align yourself with blades weeping hole. you reached down and pumped his cock and he gasped. blade was already hard, and you began to slowly rub him as he rocked into your hand and against the bed. at the same time, kafka had grabbed a fistful of his hair, her sharp nails digging into his scalp as blade began to eat her out. you could hear soft moaning coming from both of them, and began to enter blades hole. he was still slightly tight from his last orgasm, and you abruptly pushed in and bottomed out causing him to gasp. you pulled your hand from his cock and he whined, yet you reassuringly ran your hands up and down his sides as he continued licking kafkas messy cunt. you had a full view of her bare form, and she was exquisite.

"like what you see?" she asks, her voice already rough from moaning. her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes were blown with lust. a pretty blush coated her cheeks and her perky breasts bounced as her hips moved against blades face. her pussy was already wet, slick coating the dark curls or hair surrounding her cunt and her thighs already had a few bite marks left by blade. you nodded, drinking in the beauty of your partners before you.

you began to slowly thrust into blade, starting with a steady place. your tip ghosted over a sensitive spot so deep inside him and he mewled, hips bucking as he pulled his face away from kafkas heat. immediately you stopped, and kafka hummed disappointedly. blade turned and looked at you wuth pleading eyes, and you reached up and yanked his hair roughly.

"you stop, i stop. got that?" blade nodded, teary eyed as he leaned down to press a soft kiss against kafkas clit. she moaned softly, and you continued to thrust into him roughly. one of blades hands moved up to finger kafka while he ate her out, and her moans of pleasure grew louder as she felt her orgasm begin to build. blade could feel her slick spilling against his tongue, drops of liquid hold dripping down his chin. you were thrusting into him mercilessly, and the coil in his stomach grew tighter as his brain went foggy with pleasure. blade was rutting against the bed, his whole body begging for release. both you and kafka were close too, he could feel your thrusts getting sloppier as kafka grinded her wet cunt against his face.

"p-please.." blade moaned softly against kafkas pussy, his second orgasm of the night approaching fast. you could feel you own release building, and your thrusts were messy and eratic. your nails raked down blades back and you grabbed his hips, forcing yourself in deeper as your hips slapped against his.

your brain was hazy as the need to cum overwhelmed your senses. kafkas moans were music to your ears as she came, she squirted soaking blades pretty face in her cum. blade shuddered, a broaking and pleading moan escaping as he came too, his release soaking his stomach and abdomen. his hole was squeezing you so, so tight, it felt too good to be true. the building coil in your stomach snapped as your release erupted from you, your seed flooding blades hole as he whimpered in pleasure beneath you. you thrusted a few more times, carrying the both of you through your high before collapsing against his back with a sigh.

kafka was the first to get up, you heard her walk away and seconds later the sound of your large bathtub running made you sit up. you slowly pulled out of blade, and he gasped in overstimulation as your length left his hole.

"you okay bladie?" you ask softly, laying beside him and stroking his hair lovingly.

"mhm. felt good..." his voice was husky with pleasure, and he looked like he might drift off. he didnt have the chance too however, as kafkas voice cut through the silence.

"the two of you should go get in the tub, i'll join you both in a minute i just need to clean up" she said, her voice soft and sweet. you nodded, and blade hummed. the two of you went to the bathroom, and sunk into the warm water. it accommodated all three of you with room to spare, and soon kafka returned and joined you. it had been another wonderful night with your lovers, and you couldnt ask for anything more. <3

AUUUGH TY NONNIE SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE 3 DAYS TO WRITE 😭 PLSSS BLADE AND KAFKA R SO SILLY THIS IS SO DELICIOUS I HOPE U ENJOYED!!!! FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE HSR THIRSTS AND REQUESTS, I WANT MORE!!!!!!!!

[mirangel]

💀 istg i thought i cried a little bit when i found your blog. been so so long since i met someone touches my taste. ily and your writing so much god damn it. dunno if i can but i hope i will get a piece of drabble- pervert blade with an unhealthy obsession over male/gender neutral reader. he stalks and takes secret pics of reader, using them as materials to jerk off and imagine he could fuck reader. eventually couldn't help himself, maybe oneday he would break inside reader's house and have his way with his poor little victim.

🥺 anyway i really hope to see more contents from you! they're delicious 😋 wish you a great day/night!

blade dark nsfw drabble 1

cw: stalking, kafka and silver wolf enables blade, masturbation, underwear sniffing, implied kidnapping, gn!reader

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

blade was so utterly enamored with you ever since he saw you. you didn’t even see him and yet when he saw you from his hiding spot in the xianzhou luofu, he knew you were the one. kafka teased him yet she would help him, enlisting silver wolf’s hacking prowess to give him access to everything he would want to know about you, including the live video footage of the camera the gamer had planted inside your room.

he never liked technology, finding it a waste when he could do it himself. however, blade found a newfound appreciation after he found himself going on his phone to watch you in your room when he physically couldn’t follow you around like the shadow he is. one day he broke into your room in desperation, ransacking your dresser to take clothes he knew you wouldn’t miss, especially your underwear, and brought it back to his room with him.

your scent smelled so good, calming the mara that rampaged throughout his entire body. he lets out a shudder at the mere leftover warmth of your body as he jerks himself off, letting out quiet grunts at how easy you controlled him despite not knowing it. he felt alive again, despite considering himself a dead man walking. he needs you more than he desires death. as his cum spills on his hand, he firmly believes that kidnapping you is an option.

WAHHH YOUR WORDS ARE SO SWEET!!! I LOVE YOU MORE!!!! i’m so glad my work is to your satisfaction!!! it makes me so happy!!!!!

[chiyoso]

yes, there was absolutely no need to make this, but i wanted to, just to show how deep my love is for the writing fandom, and those who i've encountered along the way.

i. 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 — @teapartyspilled

SFW, R-18; Genshin Impact Writer.

♡ letter ! nat, i don't know how many times i've said this, but that day, the day where i read your alhaitham oneshot, you truly, truly had inspired me that time, back then i was still in contemplation to return to playing genshin, i wasn't that much of an alhaitham nerd even, but that- that fic, it seriously broadened my views towards writing and fanfiction by so, so much. you literally opened a whole new world for me, inspired me to the point where i began pursuing writing too, i cannot stress that enough, and with that, thank you, thank you and thank you. i hope you're doing okay nat with how life is going for you, ILY, stay safe.

♡ recs; iconic lyney angst/pt 2. Scaramouche Angst Series (heh made me hate scara for a bit, Alhaitham oneshot that kickstarted it all for me.

ii. 𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐄 — @ainescribe / @lychniis

SFW, R-18; Genshin Impact and Honkai Star Rail Writer.

♡ letter ! AINE. One of my first few supporters who supported my first work (Cynosure's Ascendance), wrote so much sweet things to me in my time of need, and also a fucking AMAZING writer. how the fffuuuck did you even manage find me??? SHIT like, i was no one, i was new to tumblr, and then somehow you managed to find the very first fic i wrote where my inexperience was VISIBLE to everyone, even to you—whose fics left me mind fucking blown from how skillful, poetic and your words can be. Fuck Aine, thank you for your continuous support to me, even if i haven't been so damn interacted, ilysm ilysm ILY.

♡ recs; This made me cry (i love you neuvi, zhongli). THIS made me cry harder. THIS STOPPED THE TEARS. THIS was so fucking impactful for me (zhongli oneshot).

iii. 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 — @wanderingconstellations

SFW, R-18; Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail Writer.

♡ letter ! YUAAAA MY CRUSH. MY WANDERER. HEHE. YUA YUA YUA was one of many smut writers that kickstarted my obsessions towards Wanderer/Scaramouche, AND the one who made me think “Mmm... maybe I can write smut for Scara next time,” so YEAH. YOU'RE A WHOLE ASS INSPIRATION TO ME TOO!!!! Let's not forget your sweet ass asks and interactions with me, making me all blush n' all that. I've been noticing your absence lately too, I hope everything outside tumblr is okay, and I wish for limitless opportunities of positive choices to you!!! (I miss you and I hope you're really enjoying the banner I made for you <3)

♡ recs; Threesome with Wanderer & Scaramouche that keeps satisfying me til' now. Breeding w/Scaramouche after he consoles you (My ask). Manipulating Bully!Scara (My ask). Lyney HC THAT MADE ME BLUSH SO HARD.

iv. 𝐅𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 — @fueledbysano

SFW, R-18; Tokyo Revengers, JJK, AoT, Bluelock Writer.

♡ letter ! i plead guilty, your honor. i haven't interacted with you as much, but i really, really genuinely loved reading your tokyo revenger works robyn. you're actually one of the reasons that made me explore more of my writing styles, hence the creation of my hsr fic 'the mara's will' - i created it just perhaps a few days or weeks after reading your if/then series, you inspired and impacted me a FUCK TON TOO. you're also the main reason why i started to take things a bit more seriously and realistically in a writing aspect, given the message you telling me about the words power hold? yeah, that message changed me. thank you for existing and being a writer, robyn. <3

♡ recs; her if/then mikey series. i had a long ass manila mikey-crush phase because of this HNNH. THIS manila mikey bday oneshot hit fucking home.

v. 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐙 — @antimatterz

SFW; Honkai Star Rail Writer.

♡ letter ! HIII!!! hi enyoo!! i haven't interacted with you a lot, but as a reader (AND FAN) of your works, i seriously SERIOUSLY love the way you write, as well as the poetic goodness you bring in your works!!! your specialty? bringing so, so much comfort with a set story. i was in a state of spiraling depression and was going through a rough breakup when i read your fics, it was after the blade banner too, (the start of my blade obsession cough) so reading your self aware AUs, genuinely impacted me so much at the time, hence inspiring me to make that one jing yuan self aware au comfort fic. you're one of those impactful writers, please remember that! thank you ily <3

♡ recs; all of their self aware hsr AUs (heh) they're all SO comforting it hurts. AND her normal fics, i envy your poetics so much hnn. THIS SELF AWARE BLADE ONE IS MY FAVORITE OUT OF ALL.

vi. 𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐖𝐙𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐙 — @meowzfordayz

SFW, R-18; Demon Slayer, Jujutsu Kaisen, MHA Writer.

♡ letter ! fuuuck i haven't interacted with you in awhile too, BUT PLEASE ALLOW ME TO PRAISE YOUR WORK IMMENSELY. i also... couldn't find your tanjiro poetry fic, i wanted to include it in too hnngh. okay but PLEASE KNOW YOUR WRITING IS SO- IT LEAVES ME SO SATISFIED SO MUCHHH!!! i don't know how to word it, but its just... your writing genuinely leaves me full of emotion depending on the genre, like you know how you eat good ass food, your mouth wants more but you can't cause you've been well fed? YEAH THAT, but with emotions. I FUCKING WANT MORE FROM YOUUUUU RAHHH, another explanation is like- the warmth is addictive??? the bubbly, gushy feelings after reading your fic- its so addictive, its why i suddenly yk, come bursting your notifs at random times PFF sorry!!!

♡ recs; my emergency req (sanemi) fuck i was such in a low place at the time. THIS ONE WAS SO FUCKING HEART WARMING AND i just ADORE his characterization here RAHHHH. your honor, if i were to die, let it be near my man sanemi shinazugawa, ty. POETRY W/TANJIRO.

vii. 𝐕𝟑𝐋𝐕𝟑𝐓𝐅𝟎𝐗 — @v3lv3tf0x

SFW, R-18; Writer for a lot of fandoms heheh.

♡ letter ! fuck, you're kinda proving to be my no. 1 most interactive mutual pfft, i've seen you hover eagerly around my blog, always quick to gnaw at my updates, reblogs, all that—WHICH I FIND HEAVILY ENDEARING AND YOUR SUPPORT BRINGS NOTHING BUT GIDDY, ACCOMPANIED WITH DELIGHT. that and you are so damn underrated its insane, no matter what, you are an amazing writer, and i hope numbers won't stray you off from that opinion of mine. genuinely, when you sent off that gojo drabble of a depressive reader pov, shit, did i mention i had a crying spree at the end? i first felt happy finishing the fic because it was inspired by my words, then the dread settled in, the shittiness of my situation, cried a fuckton, then after i calmed down, i went something along the lines of “fuck, shit, that was a good ass crying session” THEN i asked for an alternative good end (since i'm not the type to push people away) FUCK IM RAMBLING OMFG NOT AGAIN

♡ recs; at my time of need, you put out such a HEAVILY comforting satoru fic- or drabble, either way, this one is close to my heart. here's the alternate end to the 1st link nnh.

viii. 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐌 — @vampyrsm

SFW, R-18; Jujutsu Kaisen, MHA, Obey Me Writer.

♡ letter ! its like im writing to a celebrity who doesn't know my existence, but you do. fffuuuuuckkk can i just say how much of a SKILLFUL WRITER you are????? the research you have to do for cor unum, perhaps even greek mythology to your other fics- you put so much calculative thought into your work and word building its INSANE. i aspire to write like you (tough aspiration considering my consistent burnout) BUT EITHER WAY, you're so admirable, i love how you handle gorey, realistic topics, and even if its just fanfiction? the realism is just so scrumptious, you're one of many major inspirations why i've decided to try and handle sensitive topics like cor unum too! and with whatever you're going through- prevail.

just like how sukuna would.

♡ recs; cor unum. cor unum. cor fucking unum. did i mention cor unum? this is a series i fucking wait for EAGERLY in each update (sukuna x you). greek mythology x bakugo is hot as hell HNNGHHFF.

more tba.

[911minds]

Yea bc your a asshat

We????

Who tf is we?

NOOOOOO

Fuck you

Tea time lmao

Fuck you ortiz

LmAo

Chimney dont poke the bitch

HUHHH????

They fucking firefighters they WILL break it

Oooo /neg

He going to live! (According to him feeling something on his foot. That's a good sign to me)

...nvm

Fuckkkkkk

OH shit...

Love maddie

NOOOOO WTF

Ngl maddie and chimney are so cute with mara

Also chim is such a girl dad*

Lol love Athena

Ohhhhh....

FUCK YOU ORTIZ

She had to fucking chose you bitch

Hate you Ortiz and GERALD

Ofc hen goes to talk

BUCK ILY LMAO

EDDIE!!!

"You don't like it :("

Love how the team came to complain to Bobby but also to get him to come back

LMAO chim

I hope GERALD gets eating by the Tiger

Lmao chim gonna died /lh /hj

LOL GERALD IS A FANGIRL

Eddie wtf

Yes he is right but

Eddie wtf why did you show him the video

Fuck both of you

Okay GERALD thank you

Awww

YIPPEE....

OH FUCK NOT DANNY

911 8x04

[mara-and-its-the-same]

mara my sweet, happy happy birthday!!!!! i hope u have the best day ever ily ily <33

Thank you Kait my darling 💞💞

I had such an amazing day

AND I can do so much now! I can legally enter contracts, I can get tattoos, buy lotto tickets,,,that’s really it logically. Like i’m not joining the army or anything

But i can go to juvie now 😔 so if anything crime wise happens im toast. If they finally catch me for putting in my phone number instead of making people make an account at work so I get their points, I’ll have no way around getting tried as an adult. Gosh darn.

[lovlieziam]

Hi, my lovely Brooke! 22. if you're up to, for my poor soul 🌻 Bonus points and my unconditional love if it's said by Z to Liam 😁 ly ❤❤

Mara, I’ll probably do anything you ask tbh. Your wish is my command 💜💜

22. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

It was nearing midnight, and the party was in full swing. Zaynhad been roaming around for the past couple of hours, forcing fake smiles andpolite conversation, all while wishing desperately that he was anywhere buthere.

The friends he came with had disappeared a while ago—he’dbarely been here fifteen minutes before they all scattered, leaving Zayn tomingle with people he barely knew. He had seen a few familiar faces, but he hadyet to see the one face he wanted to see.

Liam had said he was coming, yet Zayn hadn’t caught so muchas a glimpse of him. It was a little irritating, if he was being honest.

Zayn did another quick sweep of the room, hoping desperatelyto catch a glimpse of those short, messy curls. He came up empty handed againand was just about to give up and head outside for a smoke break when he caughtsite of Louis chatting someone up across the room. Zayn hurried over, pushinghis way through the throng of people and not caring if he was being a littlerude—he definitely was, there was no polite way to shove someone out of theway.

If anyone knew where Liam was—if he was even at this stupid fucking party—it would beLouis.

“Louis,” Zayn panted, interrupting whatever flirting washappening. Louis turned an annoyed expression Zayn’s way, obviously more than alittle peeved at being interrupted. Zayn was past caring.

“What?” Louis spat out. “’m a little busy here, mate.”

Zayn rolled his eyes—he was well aware, thanks.

“Have you seen Liam?”

Louis’ eyebrows shot up his forehead, his face morphing intoutter disbelief. “You interrupted me…to ask about Liam’s current location?”Louis’ voice rose towards the end, high enough that he practically squeaked outthe last couple words.

Zayn heaved a sigh, running a hand through his hair. Hereally didn’t have time for Louis’ dramatics. He was just flirting, for Christsakes. He could do that after he answered Zayn’s question.

“Yeah, yeah,” Zayn said, huffing out an impatient breath.“Y’know, the quicker you answer my question, the quicker you can get back toflirting or whatever—”

Louis let out a squawk, but Zayn continued nonplussed.

“Louis, seriously. Have you seen Liam?”

Louis rolled his eyes before crossing his arms. “No,” hereplied. “I haven’t seen lover boy since the start of the party.”

Zayn shot Louis a dirty look at the nickname, but Louiscontinued before Zayn could comment.

“If I had to guess, though, I’d say he’s up pouting on theroof.”

Zayn’s glare dropped off his face, a look of confusionslowly slipping over it.

“Why’s he pouting?”

Again, Louis raised his eyebrows in Zayn’s direction.“You’re kidding, right? You’re not seriously asking me that question?”

It was Zayn’s turn to roll his eyes, so he did beforehuffing out a short whatever andturning around, heading towards the stairs. Liam had always had a habit ofdisappearing at parties, but normally he took Zayn with him. This time hedisappeared before Zayn had even gotten a chance to see him. He was decidedlynot thinking about why that made something unfamiliar and bitter rise in histhroat.

Zayn jogged up the steps, pushing through the door to theflat roof of the building. Liam had always had a habit of sneaking up onto anyrooftop he could, sitting and sketching the city in front of him. Part of Zaynunderstood it—the city was something breathtaking at night, and even Zayn’s ownhands twitched with the desire to put the sprawling lights to paper—butanother, bigger part of Zayn was terrified at Liam’s habit. It was always sofucking high in the air. It made Zaynmore than a little jumpy, made his pulse more than double.

Still, he always found himself on these Godforsaken things withLiam. The things he did for his best friend.

Zayn found him sitting cross legged a couple feet from the edge,his sketchbook open in his lap and his hand idly tracing over something on thepage with a soft smile curled on his lips. Zayn was pretty sure Liam hadn’theard him come up, too lost in his own thoughts to be too aware of hissurroundings.

Zayn would probably yell at him for that later—it was dangerousenough up here, so high above the city—but for the moment he used that to hisadvantage, sneaking up on Liam.

He got right behind him, about to put a hand on his shoulder, whenthe open page in Liam’s lap caught his eye. The outline was achingly familiar,and Zayn felt his breath catch in his throat.

Liam wasn’t sketching the city, he was sketching Zayn. His pencil formed around Zayn’sjawline, darkening it so carefully, and Zayn felt an involuntary noise escapehis throat.

Liam jerked around at the noise, slamming his sketch book shutbefore Zayn could fully take in all the details Liam had included. He turnedhis startled gaze to Zayn’s face, his shoulders forming a tense line as herealized who it was standing behind him.

“Zayn,” Liam said, his tone impossibly tight. Zayn hated that tonea lot.

“Um, hi, Li,” Zayn murmured, still practically frozen to the spot.His brain was still trying to process the fact that Liam had been sketchinghim, unprompted and so focused—that soft smile curved over his lips as heconcentrated on the page, like thinking about Zayn, sketching him, made Liam happy somehow. It was mind blowing, iswhat it was.

“What are you doing up here?” Liam’s voice was still strained, hisshoulders not having relaxed the slightest bit since Zayn’s sudden appearance.That, more than anything, kicked Zayn into action, propelling him forward tosit next to Liam, close enough that he could feel the warm press of Liam’sthigh against his own. Liam relaxed slightly when Zayn nudged his shoulder withhis own.

“Was lookin’ for you,” Zayn began. “You disappeared. Couldn’t findyou.”

Liam let out a long breath, finally tearing his gaze away fromZayn’s to stare at the skyline in front of them.

“Yeah,” Liam muttered. “Sorry, I just. I needed to escape for abit, clear my head.” Zayn nodded as Liam spoke, turning his own eyes to thesight in front of them. It really was something.

“I get it, Li,” Zayn said. “It’s always ridiculously peaceful uphere, even if it is ridiculously dangerous.” Zayn couldn’t stop the grimacethat filtered across his face as he thought about how high they were right now, no walls to prevent them from hurtlingoff the edge. Never mind the fact that they weren’t even by the edge of thebuilding.

Zayn kept his head turned forward as Liam’s eye fell on him again,but he didn’t miss the way Liam was looking at him. He could still see the softexpression, the way his eyes crinkled up—not from the size of his smile, butfrom how much fucking affection wasin it—the slow, upward slope of his mouth as he smiled at Zayn. Those lookswere intoxicating, Zayn knew, but there was one problem with them: Zayn hadnever seen them directly. They were always fleeting—given out in moments whereZayn isn’t looking at him, but every time he turns to study that expression upclose, Liam either turns away or masks it in the blink of an eye.

It’s frustrating because Zayn has a feeling he knows what thoselooks mean, but he can’t ever catch Liam looking at him long enough to fullyprocess them. And maybe at first they had terrified Zayn—the thought of hisvery best friend having feelings for him? There was more than a littlepotential for disaster there, especially since Zayn had convinced himself hedidn’t feel the same—but it didn’t take long for Zayn to realize that thoughtwas absolutely ridiculous. He didfeel the same; he’d fallen for Liam a long time ago, it just took him a whileto pull his head out of his ass.

Zayn took a deep breath, finally turning to look at Liam. Justlike he’d expected, Liam turned his head back to the city, his expressionslackening into something less soft, less affectionate.

Zayn felt that familiar rush of frustration surge up his throat,threatening to spill out in a rough growl.

Well, maybe it was time for Zayn to take matters into his ownhands.

“I’ve seen it, y’know?” Zayn murmured.

Liam tensed up beside him, his eyes dartingnervously to the sketch book by his thighs, and Zayn wanted to laugh. He wasn’ttalking about the sketches—though he had definitely taken notice of that,too—he was talking about those fucking looks.

“Seen what?” Liam gritted out, his jaw clenchedso hard it had to be painful. Fuck, but Zayn was fucking this all up. Liamwasn’t supposed to be this tense, he wasn’t supposed to look like he was fivesecond away from bolting for the door. Zayn wanted to take it back, to sayanything besides what he was about to say. He wanted to erase that look fromLiam’s face—the panicked, painful expression that had Zayn’s heart aching inhis chest—and pretend like maybe he hadn’t seen the sketches, the looks. But itwas too late to back down now.

“I, um,” Zayn started, trying to force his nervesdown by shaking them out. He looked down at his laps, his own nervesthreatening to clog up his throat. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when youthink I don’t notice.”

If possible, Liam tensed up even further. Zayn was pretty sure hewas going to tear something with how tight his shoulders were bunched up, howstiff he was holding himself. He looked absolutely miserable, and Zayn wantedthat look to go away more than anything.

“I’m sorry,” Liam whispered, his expression still so hopelesslywretched, and—what?

Why was Liam sorry? Zaynwas so hopelessly confused in that moment that all he could do was squeak out aweak—

“Sorry?”

“Yeah,” Liam croaked out as he dropped his face into his hands andhis shoulders slumped. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly muffled fromhis hands. “I didn’t realize I was being so obvious with them.” He let out ashort, humorless chuckle. “I figured they would make you uncomfortable, and,well, obviously I was right.” Liam scrubbed his face in quick, rough movementsbefore dropping his hands back to his lap. “I’d make them go away, if I could.”His statement was followed with a self-depreciating shrug, and, well—

Liam was still refusing to look at him. And Zayn, well, Zayn wasstill a bit confused.

“The…looks?” Zayn asked, voice perplexed. “You’d make the looks goaway?”

Liam looked up at Zayn then, his own confusion clouding over hisfeatures. “What?” Liam gave a slight shake of his head before, “No, Zayn. I-Imean, yes, the looks, but I meant my feelings. For, um,” and Liam looked awayagain, picking at his own fingers as he continued. “For the feelings to goaway.”

“Liam,” Zayn started, “I don’t want—”

“I know,” Liam interrupted. “I know you don’t want me like that,Zayn. I do, and that’s why I’ve tried so hard to keep a lid on all this shit. Ididn’t want you to find out, to make things weird between us by going andfalling in fucking love with you.” Liam turned to Zayn again, his eyes wide andpanicked. “I promise I’ll work on it—o-on the looks, on making sure that I’mnot doing anything dumb with my face, just please don’t stop being my friend.Please, Zayn.”

Liam turned towards Zayn more fully, his legs coming mostlyuncrossed and his hands reaching forward until Liam immediately drew them back,holding them to his chest like he’d been burned.

“Please, Z,” Liam croaked, his voice trembling. “I-if you needspace, I get that, I really do. I’ll give it to you, just please. The lastthing I want is for my stupid feelings to take away my best friend, and I knowthat they have to make you uncomfortable, but I promise I’ll do everything Ican to make sure that they don’t show ever again and I’ll—”

“Liam,” Zayn cut in, his heart breaking as Liam kept talking. Liamcut off immediately, his mouth snapping shut and his posture slumping. Probably preparing for rejection, Zaynthought.

“There’s nothing stupid about your feelings,” Zayn continued. Zaynkind of wanted to laugh—Liam was so insistent on his feelings being stupid, soset in his belief that Zayn didn’t return them or want them, that he’d never even stopped to consider that maybe Zayndid. Even if his own revelation hadbeen recent, it didn’t mean it was any less powerful. “Not unless that meansmine are stupid, too.”

Liam’s eyes widened, his jaw slackening a little as he processedZayn’s words.

“W-what?” He asked, and Zayn couldn’t help the small, slightlygiddy chuckle that escaped him.

“Li, you’ve been giving me those looks for months, and I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I haven’t exactlybeen complaining about them.” Zayn shrugged, leaning forward to wrap Liam’shands in his.

“I kind of, um, actuallyreally like them,” he murmured, lowering his gaze to their joined hands. “I,um, I think I’d like them more if you stopped hiding them from me?”

Since Zayn wasn’t looking, it took him by surprise when Liampressed forward, connecting their lips in a breathless kiss. Zayn felt hisshoulders tense, trying to process what was happening, before he melted intothe kiss, untangling their hands in order to grip Liam’s shirt and keep himcloser for longer.

Maybe Liam had been in love longer, maybe Liam had been lesssubtle, and maybe Liam was the only one who was awful at hiding his feelings.All that just made Zayn love him a little more.

[aromanticmara]

opeli for the character ask game!!

Sexuality Headcanon: aroace!!!!

Gender Headcanon: idk but she uses she/her 🤔

A ship I have with said character: no one 🫶

A BROTP I have with said character: her and corvus gossip soooooo bad

A NOTP I have with said character: anyone 🫶

A random headcanon: she has severe adhd and has several stim toys in her office!!! her and callum share sometimes

General Opinion over said character: SHE IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOO <3

[corbs-seavy]

"vibin"

a nick mara imagine; fluff <3 too much to handle

key: y/f/f your favorite fast food

You were at work working it was almost time for your day to be done so you packed up your stuff, your computer etc.. you walk out the door and see nick waiting for you outside you looked confused then you realized it was national women's day, that's why he picked you up from work. so you got into the car "hey baby" nick says as he kisses you. "hey" you say back, "so what does the best women in the world want to eat today" nick says kissing your hand, "what about y/f/f/f" you say exited "ok coming right up" you giggle at his little gestor, nick starts driving to your y/f/r you turned on the radio and one of the prettymuch songs start playing it was solita, ngl you really like that song but you played it off. nick looked at you and smiled but you didn't notice, nick loves singing to you he just doesn't say it. so he starts singing his part in solita and you were smiling from ear to ear he also loved it when you smile. so you reached your y/f/f/f. so you both went inside ordered nick sayed "mamas you can go to the car if you want I can get the food ok" you shook your head "baby I'm not leave you in here I'm gonna say here with you ok" "ok" he says back. so you got the order and you went home. *skip to after you finish eating* nick decided to play some music , so he grabbed your hand and you both started dancing sharing laughs and smiles and ilys to one another, then a slow song play nick kneeled down and said "may I have this dance" "yes you may" you say giggling at him so you both started slow dancing *skip to after cuz I'm lazy lol* so after you do he sweeps you off you feet and then kisses you passionately after you pull away you say "was that necessary nick" nick says with a smile on his face "yes y/n yes it was" you got in the mood to cuddle so you asked nick "nicki can we go cuddle please" he looks back at you confused "ma is that even a question" he said putting his hands on his hips. so you guys go upstairs lay down and cuddle together ya know enjoying each others company when you were laying down he sayed "your the best women you know that" you turned and looked at him "really" you say "of course you are you are the highlight of my day y/n you make me laugh and smile you help me get though most of my day threw most aggravting ones and the most best days y/n most of the day you stay in my mind all the time ma I love you with all my heart" "aww nick that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me" you say looking at him "well its about time you know baby" he says kissing your cheek, and you both cuddled the rest of the night

hope yall liked it just wanted to say it was kind of cheesy and I'm starting to enjoy writing imagines when I wrote my first one i thought it was terrible and yall showed me that yall actually care so thank you for reading my imagines and I love yall I also decided to add a gif cuz why not 💖🥰 sorry if there's any misspelling

[ghostboyjules]

song letters: M O T H :^)

hiiiii Mooooth :3 🥰💖 Oooh 20 songs 👀 this could be a whole ass playlist.. maybe I'll make it one 🤔 anyway, here goes;

M- (god there are so many M songs that I love this was painful 😫)

1. Maneater - Nelly Furtado

2. Man in the Box - Alice in Chains

3. the Mara Effect pt 3 - Spiritbox (all parts are good but 3 is my fave)

4. mary magdalene - FKA twigs

5. Misled - Kool & the Gang

O- (also a hard one 😔)

1. Oblivions - The National (this song, y'all... god I love this song.. "it's almost like you're not afraid of anything I do... how I want you... here..."

2. The Ocean - Linnea Olsson (this is purely instrumental but it's gorgeous.)

3. Oh No! - MARINA (obvi)

4. Once In A While - Rosegarden Funeral Party

5. Over and Over Again - the Used

T- (not counting The's in this)

1. Tech Noir (Carpenter Brut remix) - Gunship

2. Teen Idle - MARINA

3. This Too Shall Pass - Danny Schmidt

4. Three Futures - TORRES

5. Two Slow Dancers - Mitski

H - (HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PICK OUT OF ALL OF THESE OMGGG pain)

1. Hate the Club - Kehlani, Masego

2. Hayloft - Mother Mother

3. Heartscam - DBMK

4. Heat Lightning - Mitski

5. Helena - My Chemical Romance

there ya go Moth!! hope this introduced you to someone new! I think I could probably do this exact same thing again and use an entirely different 20 songs, ugh ajdjsjd this was hard 😅 thank you for the ask :3 ily 🥰💖💙✨

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

EZEKIEL ‘EZ’ REYES x READER ⨟ PROMPT

Anon #1 asked: Wait! You are taking requests!!! Can I please get 46 and 51 with Ez please! I can imagine them at a party or something and he pulls her up with a cute af grin, being all cuddly and sweet!!!

Anon #2 asked: Ezzzzzz with 87 and maybe he whimpers “fuck...” when you do it 👀👀

Anon #3 asked: I’m so sorry, this is the last I swear. 72 and 67 from the prompt list with the youngest Reyes tysm ily!!!!

Anon #4 asked: FUCK, the thought of Ezekiel Reyes telling me I’m a good girl 🥵🥵 I’m wet . I have the biggest praise kink, pls baby, tell me I’m doing so well ! Do you think you could do a little sum for me please 🥵🥺🥺🥺

Prompts:

46. “I wanna dance with you”

51. “You kill me every time you smile”.

72. “Club doesn’t go first”.

67. “You and me, forever”.

87. “Put on my kutte”.

WARNINGS: NSFW, SMUT

Word count: 2.3k

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @chibsytelford ✨

Author comments: I hope you all enjoy. Gif credits: @xxrouxx

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“EZ it's okay, don' worry. I understand it”.

“I'm truly sorry, (Y/N). I swear to God”.

“Ezekiel. It's okay. Club goes first”.

“I promise we'll celebrate your birthday as soon as I'm back. I promise. I swear”.

“Hey, boy scout! We're leaving! Stop bitchin'”.

“Yeah! Give me a second!” He replies. “I have to leave you… I'm sorry”.

“Go, EZ. Call me when you're back”.

“I will”.

You can't lie. You're a little upset because he's not going to be in your birthday for first time in seven years. You met him at the jail in Stockton, when you were finishing your studies, working as an auxiliary nurse. You're best friends since then, and it's an special occasion. But at least, you have your other friends to celebrate with.

When they cover your eyes, inside the car, with a bandanna you know it's going to be a crazy night. You don't know anything about your birthday party, and you don't want to think about what they have been able to prepare. You just wait in silence to the car to stop. And when it does and Monique helps you to go out of it, you hear some murmurs claiming for silence. She guides you with both hands on your shoulders, until you're in the middle of the dark.

“Ok, wait! Don't take it off yet!” She says, listening how her steps go away from you. “Ok! NOW!”

You break in laugh, pulling down the bandanna, until you notice where you are.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”

The whole crew is in the front yard of the clubhouse, reunited with your friends from work and your housemates. Your eyes are filling with tears, watching EZ running towards you to lift you up on his arms. You hug him tightly, wrapping his waist with your legs.

“Fuck, you're so dumb! I thought you weren't gonna believe me”.

He's laughing, infecting you, while he covers your face with a lot of kisses all around.

“Happy birthday, enfermera”.

“You fucking idiot!” You say pouting and hitting one of his shoulders, when your feet are back on the ground.

“Eh! Don' need to be this aggressive, just because it's your birthday!”

“I hate you…”

“Hey, club doesn't go first”. He whispers right in your ear, holding you tightly. “Do you remember what I said once, ah?”

“You and me, forever”.

“That's right. And now… let's enjoy the night”.

So you do. There are a lot of meat that Felipe brought, latin music flooding the crowded yard, beers going from one side to another, your friends dancing with the Mayans. Bishop has ask you for a dance. That man is like your father since you put a foot in his club, and he's pretty good with salsa. But when the song changes to another more sensual, the president pushes you into EZ. He's sitting next to Angel and Gilly, watching you the whole time with that charming smile he's always wearing when you're together.

Your hips moving to the beat, letting yourself go without worries, with sensual and delicate moves. You know how much the skirt of your dress is provoking him, because of the obvious romantic and sexual tension between both since ever, always keeping a secure distance to not fuck up your friendship. But you have had more tequila than you can afford. He reclines on the chair, enjoying the show, while his brothers speak oblivious to the situation. Licking his lips, EZ chuckles supporting the beer over a thigh rubbing his chin while you come closer.

“I want you to dance with me”. You say offering a hand that he doesn't doubt to grab.

Leaving away his drink, EZ lets you guide him to the middle of the makeshift dance floor. His chest stuck on your back, moving your waist to the rhythm of the song, and your arms raised up, back to his nape. His breathing colliding against your neck, following every move so close you can hear his heartbeat. His scent filling your lungs, his lips caressing your skin. You don't even know which song is playing, because dancing with him is in the only thing you're focusing on.

Closing your eyes, you feel his hands going down slowly by your sides to reach the folds of the skirt, raising it some inches, dragging gently his fingers above your skin bristling it.

“Fuck… Stop playing with ma' mind”. He begs you leaving a soft kiss on your neck.

You just laugh tangling your hands with his, turning to face him, too close of his lips. Almost touching them.

“No”.

“I hate you��. He mutters placing his hands on your lower back, smirking so naturally that makes your legs tremble a little.

“You kill me every time you smile”.

“Really…? Then, erase it from my face”. He challenges you with a too sensual hoarsely tone.

You kiss him. No doubts doing it. His lips tastes so good, that almost dizzy you. You can feel the same necessity he has to happen, as you have. Many years enduring it. And it's finally happening. Your fingers caressing the back of his head slowly, contrary to how your mouth works against his. Your tongue finding the other so desperate you don't mind the shortness of air. You know that everybody is looking at you sideways, not wanting to interrupt the moment, and you don't even care.

“Fuck… now I have two birthday presents to give you”. EZ chuckles, touching his nose with yours in a dearly gesture.

“And what are you waitin' for, Ezekiel?”

The Mayan twists his head, biting his tongue with a naughty smile drawn on his lips. He has that look on his face he could use after killing someone and before adopting a puppy from the dog kennel. Now it also means he's going to show you how much he desires you. Holding your hand, he guides you to the clubhouse, under some claps and whistles from the guys. Of course they felt the tension, since ever, and they also are like five years old. Bad combination. They stop making noise when you cross the hall, right to the dorms.

You know pretty well that room. It isn't the first time you sleep there, after a long day at the hospital, a nap on a day off… Always with EZ. He closes the door when you two are already inside, pushing you with his body to the bed and his hands cupping your face in. He's on top of you, one of his legs among yours, on of yours between his rubbing the erection under his jeans. His tongue fighting yours desperate, while his calloused hands go below the white dress, dragging them on your thighs making you moan low. His fingers reach the waistband of your panties stretching it slightly, biting his lips with your attentive orbs over his.

“Joder, joder, joder…” He curses in spanish. “Fuck… stop me… Please, stop me”.

Yes, you think that could break your friendship, but it's the fear talking. Not reality.

“EZ, I want you. Since ever”. You sentence, leaning up to catch out his breath by kissing him, too hungry for his lips.

He doesn't need anything else to put down your panties, until finding the floor. His right hand ventures among your thighs and the heat that emanates from there, growling in your neck when he reaches your center.

“Shit, baby…” He sighs sliding a finger inside you, making you gasp low right on his ear. “Should be illegal be this wet…”

“And it's your fault”. You quickly highlight, biting his lobe.

EZ wants to enjoy it, to make it slowly for you. But he has wait for too long. Digging his finger among your folds, rough and deep, he rubs his hardness against your knee anxious for feeling some friction. And you're not going to keep containing yourself, using your natural tone of voice to moan, not caring a fuck if the crew and your friends hear you. You want to show him how bad you need him. A second finger gets curled inside you, exploring your wetness masterfully, while his mouth devours yours with the taste of tequila driving you crazy.

But he needs more. So you do.

Much to your regret, after some seconds, he pulls them away to take off your dress above your head, showing him your bare breasts. Ezekiel is fascinated, having you naked when he's fully dressed, under his mercy and his desires.

“You're so fuckin' beautiful, baby”. He growls before catching one of your nipples with his teeth, stretching it up some inches before sucking it gently.

You're squirming below his caresses, spreading your legs to accommodate him between them. Now you can feel how hard he is, thrusting you with the fabric of his jeans rubbing your clit so delicious you could cum like that. Your hands takes off the kutte leaving it by a side of the mattress, taking the advantage of doing the same with his shirt. Ezekiel is so hot, you can't deny that fact, starting to lose control. His long fingers undone his belt and his jeans, undressing himself as fast as you need it.

“Put on my kutte, baby. I wanna see you wearing it and riding me”. He whispers against your lips, biting them dearly, watching him sideways jerking himself off.

You don't say anything sitting up on the bed to do it. And you have to recognize that looks good on you. Eze rest his back against the wall, after throwing away the pillow to get comfortable, looking you while he continues stroking his cock. You can see the veins in his arms marking the toasted skin, licking your lips, being one of your weak points in life. His hands and his arms. Crawling on top of his lap, he plays with his glans among your folds, showing you the smile that makes you feel more wet.

“Fuck, baby… Look at you”. He soughs, while the tip of your tongue tours up his chin and mouth. “Take it all, my Mayan. It's all yours”.

That sounds so good, drowning your legs down, digging his dick inside you.

“Shit, Ezekiel! You're so big…”

“Do you like it, ah?”

“Yes… baby. Yes…”

“Ride that big cock, cariño. C'mon… Ride me”. He begs you, kissing your neck with short ones licking your skin.

Your hips start to bounce his hardness, discovering you can go deeper as much as you spread your legs. His hands nailed on your waist with both thumbs pressing your abdomen, keeping your eyes with his and parted lips. His erection hits your soul every time you jump by a frenetic and constant dance of pleasure, feeling his teeth biting your collarbone and his tongue drawing some bruises above it.

“Shit… just like that, mi vida… justamente así. Such a good girl...”

Ez's voice lost in what you make him feel is everything for you, claiming for more, begging for your warm pussy welcoming him delighted. He creates a road of bites, starting under your chin, sucking it slowly until he reaches your mouth. His tongue explores it finding yours in a filthy and dirty kiss, slapping your ass without expecting, thrice with part of his strength. Arching your anatomy and leaning your head back softly you let your heavy moans flood the dorm, before he turns you over the bed. With Ezekiel on top of you, he grabs your thighs to open your legs as much as you can handle it.

“You wan'me deeper, cariño?”

“And faster�� Fuckin' kill me, Ez”.

“Can you keep your legs opened for me, baby girl, ah?”

“Yeah… I promise, daddy”. You nod, getting desperate because he's moving his body to slow.

One of his big callous hands grabs tightly your throat, surrounding your back with the free one. And he does it. He goes deeper. Deliciously deep, with his abdomen hitting your wetted folds once and again, harder than the last. You're almost out of air crying out his name and some spanish curses every time he pounds you, maintaining your gaze burning in lust and pleasure. He wants to kiss you more than anything in the world, but he also wants to see your face and all the gestures your draw in it unconsciously, because of his cock thrusting your g-spot.

Biting his lower lip, Ez nails his knees on the mattress without pulling his dick out of you, but raising your trembling legs to his shoulders before lie down on top of you again. This position is new for you, but after the first push you know it's going to be one of your favorites.

“Wan'me to make you cum, mi amor?”

“Please, daddy, please…”

He chuckles giving you a smooth kiss, tangling your hands on his forearms. The rhythm becomes speedy and intensive, feeling the tickles in your low belly as you start to cry out rolling your eyes in white, when the orgasm wraps your body under his grip. He keeps going with every pound, seeing how red is part of his chest and neck because of the effort, starting to growl when he finds your lips again in a needy kiss begging you to hold for him just a few more seconds. You could wait for EZ all your life.

“Can I… cum inside you?” He asks you as well as he can, somewhat exhausted, close to the edge.

“Fuck… to bring another Reyes?”

He can't help but break into laughs, stopping his moves, as you do. The laughters floods the room for a second, imagining how bad could be for the world, but how good could be for you two. Of course, you've never talked about it. But, having a family together? You're in. And Ez is totally in too.

“Let's set the world on fire, mi vida”. He chuckles, lowering your legs to his waist to pound you again.

His body digging into your legs with somekind of fury, pinching your ass in the meantime of his cock punches your pussy without nonstop. He was so close, he can't even expect his warm jizz completely filling you with a hoarse and throaty moan, drilling your ears.

“Shit, baby…”

He falls deadbeat on your chest, whilst your fingers caressing the back of his neck, getting a little wet because of the sweat your bodies are wrapped in. Slowly pulling himself out, inside of your legs, he kisses a little tired your lips.

There's no hall of shame when you come back to the crowded yard, after having a short shower together, sitting on EZ's chair by you on his lap. Angel brings you a beer with pursed lips in a smile, not needing to use any words to make you know how proud he feels of you finally being his sister-in-law. He cheers your drink with his, before sitting again on his own chair. Resting your left temple on Ezekiel's shoulder, you have a sip of yours getting comfy against his body. His hand touring your thighs gently, joining the talk between his friends like if nothing happened seconds ago, taking pleasure of having you so, so close.

And you can't help, seeing him smile, but grabbing his chin with two fingers to lean him down so you can kiss him again. You feel like an addict, and by the way he has to drag his hand on your skin, he is too.

“I'm… assuming you wanna be my girl”. He mutters caressing your nose with the tip of his.

“Well, I need a Reyes to handle with a baby one”.

He chuckles shaking his head and closing both eyes for a while.

“Would you… really like it? The idea of having a baby with an ex-con, part of a motorbike cl—?”

“The idea of having a family with my intelligent, handsome, and super interesting bestfriend? Yes, Ezekiel. I would love it”.

“You forgot to say ‘best chef in the world’”.

“And best lover”.

“My ego es happy right now”.

“Good, that's one of my missions”.

“Te amo”. He whispers, hearing a loud ‘aw’ coming from Bishop, Tranq and Taza. The oldest with the most childish minds of all.

You laugh loud curling your legs above your boyfriend, hugging you tightly and filling your face with kisses.

[horde-princess]

so, when catra says i love you i always have and adora aks you love me? i love you too. when do you think she figured it out? how long has she known? you have three hours to give me a meta or i'll go to sleep eight hours and then wait patiently because you are great and no one jas the right to pressure you into anything ily💖

lkdjfldjdf see this is MOTIVATING. this is how its done 😌 ok so

noelle stevenson himself actually already answered this question and i have a convenient transcription of it for u 💕

this is just kinda my headcanon i guess based on what noelle said but the way i think of it is like. their friendship just naturally developed into romance probably around the same time for both of them when they were teenagers, but catra recognized it right away and adora didn’t until season 5. whats interesting to talk about tho are the reasons why

shadow weaver raised adora to be self sacrificing and obedient, to ignore her own feelings, basically to be a powerful pawn sw could control. then, the moment adora escapes that manipulation, light hope reinforces it with the same rhetoric (“let go of your friends” / “suppress your emotions or you’ll fail everyone like mara did”). ofc this is all a metaphor for growing up gay in church but i digress ldjkfld anyway its not until season 5 that adora finally gets out from under this lifetime of emotional repression!! light hope is gone, she stands up to shadow weaver, she can finally breathe. all that had to happen before she could even begin to imagine what it means to want someone or how to let herself want someone. ultimately the feelings were always there but when catra confessed i can imagine it clicking in her head like oh... i’m in love. we’re in love. that’s why the world suddenly makes so much sense 😭

u didnt ask about catra hehe but its worth comparing--while adora’s emotional repression came from external pressure, catra’s was more internal. it developed slowly throughout her childhood as a defense mechanism against sw’s abuse and trying to survive that, and then later got reinforced when adora broke her heart and sw betrayed her etc. so u can see how this was different from adora’s experience--for a long time adora didn’t even have the /ability/ to recognize her own desires, whereas catra had some space when she was young to figure it out, she just didn’t act on it for fear of losing her only friend / someone she relied on for safety.

😶 i think... thats all i have to say....... for now lkdjldj i’m crying honestly this was so fun to write. LOVE U TOO 😤💖💖💖 CATRADORA ENDGAME

[inacatastrophicmind]

happy birthday mara!! you’re a kind, creative and beautiful soul and i am v grateful to have your friendship. ily and hope you have a great day! :’) 🖤

Heidi, you're too damn kind and sweet. You are the one who deserves all that amazing praise, still, thank you so much. My day is going like shit, but your message has made it better

[sunoo-luvs]

Hey zaara! I just wanted to thank you again for your cute moodboard! Pink is one of my favorite colors and Han Jisung is my lifeline at this point so IT WAS SO HEARTWARMING. I hope you're well and healthy and your holiday season is bright! Much love - seungminotes

hii im glad you like it mara 🥺🥺 i hope the same too ! ily (っᴖ◡ᴖ)っ(っᴖ◡ᴖ)っ

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Literally Every She Ra Season Five Spoiler aka Things I’ll never shut up about -

Adora and her mighty staff

“For the Honour of— ooooohhhhh”

Prime serving jello

Prime instantly calling Catra out on her gay yearning

Everyone overdramatically entering Adora’s tent while she is trying to rest

Mermista leading a princess mission

Glimmer and Catra laughing about Adora’s sleep fighting

More Baby Catra and Adora flashbacks aka me crying

Entrapta’s surprise space walk

“Is this a good laugh or a bad laugh? Well the longer it goes on the more I think it’s a bad laugh…”

Adora’s pony tail hole in her space suit

Bow’s ab window in his space suit

God (Catra) save the Queen

The iconic Star siblings

Bow needing time to come to terms with his feelings about Glimmers actions

Scorpia “I’m great at keeping secrets!”

Then proceeds to drop the bomb “Like one time Kyle told me he had a crush on Rogeli— uhh, nevermind. I didn’t say anything. What? Anyways-”

Swift Wind still holding out hope for She Ra because he’s the smartest member of the rebellion obviously

Bow and Glimmer make up

“Ready to do something that probably won’t work?” “Always”

Purified Catra reveal

Will I get over the short hair look? Never. Never ever.

Wrong Hordak aka the love of my life

Micah and Frosta <3

The entirety of Perils of Peekablue

Like there’s no bad part

First off Catra’s entrance with the new ‘fit

And the sitting on Adora’s lap

Secondly

The undercover outfits? Fuckin smashing. Smexy. Just *chefs kiss*

Mermista admitting she set a boat on fire because she just wanted to see how it felt

Perfuma and Scoria ;-;

Scorpia’s performance like heLLO????

My wife

Double Trouble I would kill for you

Double Trouble calling Sea Hawk “hot stuff”

Again my wife Scorpia

Catra’s space suit with the ears

Bow loving how cute she is

Her baby sneeze

Melog imprinting on mommy Catra

Wrong Hordak’s existential crisis

Spinerella and Netossa. That’s it thats the post

Oh shit I forgot ice ball earlier

Netossa outing everyone’s weaknesses

Mostly fire

Bow’s dads leaving a note with a hidden message that is a dad joke

And then Bow’s dads literally save the universe by discovering the failsafe

“We don’t throw tanks at our friends!”

Scorpia purposefully missing Perfuma and Adora :,)

Catra “why did I get the water princess”

Perfuma talkin to Catra about friendship and love and it not being a weakness and then the looks at Adora

Perfuma been knew

Swift Wind helping Entrapta find data even though it’s literally a horribly dangerous plan

Catra running into fire for adora

The Eyebrows Adora wtf

Ok getting to the grande finale here

First of all

Everything made me cry in these last two episodes

First off Melog trying to get Catra to go back to Adora bc They Know

Bow serenading everyone with his music and making swifty sleepy

Adora’s Catra flashes on their way to the heart

Bow and Glimmers ilys and the forehead kiss had me floored and sobbing what the fuck

Mara and Adora She Ras having the deep convos

Sea Hawk distracting Mermista was so adorable and soft

Glimmer my strong baby fighting Micah and realizing her strength

Bow saving everyone chipped

Bow and Scorpia’s hug (+ Melog)

Bow’s message to the universe

And now

Finally

We see Kyle and Lonnie and Rogelio

Only for a second which broke my heart but at least we know they’re okay :,,,,)

aND ROGELIO HOLDING GARGOYLE SON IN A BABY CARRIER

ARE WE NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THIS

LIKE THE THREE OF THESE GUYS WERE LEAVING WHEN THEY SAW SCORPIA IN SEASON FOUR BUT ONE OF THEM HAD TO BE LIKE “hold up we Have to go back for Gargoyle Son he is all alone”

Give me a spin-off series or give me death

Bow’s dads must be so proud

Of him not of Rogelio and Gargoyle Son

Though I’m sure they’d be proud of them too

Catra fight the worm octopus

No SHADOW WEAVER fight the worm octopus

Finally giving Catra the recognition she deserves with the “I’m proud of you”

That closure

Not so sad for Shadow Weaver but sad for the girls

Hordak taking that jump and trying to save the day!!

He tried his best and that’s what matters

“He a little confused but he got the spirit”

Catra will not leave Adora even if they both die

“Pls don’t both die” said me

The final fight!

We get to see our fave Huntara make an appearance yes queen

Also baby Double Trouble again slaying the game

Everyone kicking ass taking names

Ok

Sigh

The future dream

I can’t deny I sobbed

FIRST OF ALL

Catra look

Glimmer look esp the hair

Bow my boy lookin hot af like damn son

They’re all adorable together I can’t

And finally

The I love yous

Let’s recap shall we

Dramatic lights

Reaching hands

Crying a lot

“Don’t you get it? I love you! I always have. So please, just this once, stay!”

I’m crying right now while typing not gonna lie

“You love me?”

“You’re such an idiot”

“I love you too”

Bet you didn’t see that coming Catra

But seriously!!! For years, for ever, Catra has thought this was one sided. She thought the feelings were just from her because she thought Adora hated her. But then she admitted she never hated her. And then they worked together. And then the admitted love. It’s always been there, always been mutual

And finally

The slow burn is over

We cry

They kiss

The universe changes

Literally lesbians kiss rainbow lights universe saved

Coincidence? No

The gays really do be winning guys

She Ra the pretty flower maker

Big Space Tree

Everyone is happy!

Except for our boy Prime

F in the chat

Entrapta and Hordak :,)

Mermista “so are we all just, like, okay with this?”

Yes yes we are hun

Catra and Scorpia reunited and happy cant help but to stan

Raz! So happy :,,,,,)

The Forehead Touch

And Glimmer and Bow in the background giggling because they are the biggest Catradora stans

The best friend squad ;—;

Everyone is adorable and happy and kissy and huggy and I sob forever

One last road trip? Hell yeah

Fin

[wintersxsoul]

You Saw Me (11)

Summary: You have the life you’d always dreamt of. The job of your dreams, the perfect boyfriend and the best group of friends. But what happens when that life is not enough and your soulmate is not who you thought it would be?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings: Angst and a bit of fluff maybe??

A/N: My lovely @all1e23 is the beta for this series so give her some love because she has to put up with my infinite bullshit because my brain was fried. A reblog and comment are always appreciated and what feeds my soul to keep writing. I hope you enjoy this as much as I am. Taglist is CLOSED. Special thanks to my lovely @writingsoftheloser for the support she always shows me and for fixing my grammar mistakes. I love you clown kbfjshf

“It’s been almost a week, what are you going to do?” Samara handed you a cup of hot coffee and sat next to you on the couch. For years, you made yourself believe you were happy, that you loved all the aspects of your life but now, you saw it as it was, a blatant lie.

You had amazing friends and an amazing relationship full of love and respect, but inside you, everything was slowly crumpling. You hated your job, you hated teaching and it was starting to show the last couple of months. You needed a change, you wanted to change and after a long conversation with Samara, you knew what you had to do.

“You kicking me out?” You looked at her from the corner of your eyes and smirked, bringing the cup close to your mouth to take a sip.

“I’d ask you to move in before kicking you out, you know that.” You elbowed her jokingly and crossed your legs, getting comfortable for the talk you knew you were going to have.

“For starters, I’ll quit. I’m done teaching. I want to work in a museum.” You nodded to yourself, reassuringly. This was a good idea, it’s what you’d always wanted. “Then I’m probably going to lock myself up in my apartment cause I don’t wanna face Bucky…”

“Quitting your job is easier for you than facing some dude?” You clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes, everything seemed easier when speaking to Samara, but you knew it wasn’t.

“Mara, you know I haven’t even checked my tattoo yet, you really think it’s gonna be easy facing him?” She set her mug on the coffee table and stood up, stretching out her hand for you to take it. She lead the way to the guest room, where you were staying, and made you sit on the bed. She brought from the bathroom the full length mirror and placed it in front of you, forcing you to look at the reflection.

“Where is Bucky’s tattoo?” You gulped, afraid. You knew there was no turning back now, but at least you wouldn’t be completely alone.

“On his shoulder blade. The right one I think, I don’t remember quite well...” Yes, you did. You have that image burned into your memory, the softness of his skin and how it felt to touch the tattoo.

“Take your shirt off then and with this, whenever you are ready, search it.” She handed you a small mirror and squeezed your shoulder reassuringly. “I’ll be outside if you need me.”

You grabbed her wrist before she could turn to leave and with fearful eyes, you asked her to stay with you. Samara nodded and sat next to you, placing her hand on your back, tracing circles with her palm to soothe you.

“You can do this, Y/n. I’m here with you.” You nodded and lifted your shirt, trying to avoid looking at your body for too long. You turned around so your back was facing the mirror, and with trembling hands you lifted the small mirror and checked your back.

“Oh God…” You gasped when you saw the white numbers, finally everything feeling real, palpable. You sized it up, trying to reach with your fingers to touch it, scared it would fade away.

“It’s real. Mara, it’s real.” You started to laugh nervously covering your mouth with your hands, but laughter turned fastly into quiet sobs, the tears blurring your vision.

“Hey, hey. Come here, I’m here.” She hugged you, running her palms up and down your bare arms, calming you a bit.

“What the fuck is going on?” You murmured to yourself, since your reaction seemed odd even to you. You wiped your tears angrily and straightened your back. You grabbed the mirror again and looked at the mark more focused on it.

“The date is not the same.” You frowned and looked at Mara, who was as stunned as you with the revelation.

“What do you mean it’s not the same? It has to be.” You shook your head and said no repeatedly.

“His date is 17th of October, 2010. Mine is 8th of April, 2019.” Mara was telling you something, you knew because you saw her lips moving, but you couldn’t hear nor speak, you couldn’t even move. The thoughts running wild through your mind, clouding all your senses.

“I need to call him. I need to call him, now.” You stood up and went to the living room to get your phone, the panic you were experiencing was evident when you moved.  

Jake looked at you and immediately knew something was off, and after trying and failing to get you to say what was wrong Mara explained it to him. You couldn’t find your phone anywhere around, so that gave Jake the time to think what to say to calm you.

“I need to call him, something’s wrong. I need to call him.” Jake stopped you to sit you on the couch, making breathing exercises with you.

“Easy there, peaches. You feeling better?” You nodded and rested your head on his chest. Samara left your shirt on your lap and went to prepare a linden infusion for you and also give Jake a chance to help you out.

“What am I supposed to do now?” You sniffed and put your shirt back on, wiping your tears and snot with your sleeve. Gross, but who cares? You said to yourself.

“Peaches, you are not supposed to do anything. You do what you want and feel like doing. Always.” Jake was always the heart of the relationship, leaving logic behind when it came to feelings but you just couldn’t. You needed to understand everything and have everything under control, and this was escaping you.

“What if he is not the one? That could explain the dates, right?” Jake could see the panic in your eyes, he knew you too well to know what was going on in your head.

“Y/n, stop trying to analyze logically this situation, because you won’t be able to.” You sighed and rubbed your eyes with the back of your hands, trying to stop the tears from falling.

“The date of your tattoo, you remember that day?” You nodded and began to explain everything that happened, how you felt when Bucky spoke to you so differently, how it felt like seeing a completely different person for the first time.

“He is so different now, Jake. He is so soft, caring, he listens and he really really cares. You’d like him now.” Mara and Jake exchanged glances and he shook his head.

“He is always been like that, Y/n. You were just blinded. That’s the Bucky we all know and love. Since the beginning.”

“Okay, give me five minutes to recover from my own clownery, please.” You took the cup with the infusion and gave it a sip, grabbing your phone next to text Nat.

 Everything’s alright, got a lot to tell you. Be back very soon. Ily xx

 “What he is trying to say is that maybe your dates are different because you truly met him that night at the park.” To say you were shocked was a bit of an understatement. You wanted to ask them so many questions you were finding it really hard to do them.

“What was it like for you two?” You tilted your head while Mara spoke, never breaking eye contact with Jake and that look, that glint in her eyes seemed so familiar it almost made you gasp.

“Why is he always looking at me with such a face? Gosh, he is so annoying.” Bucky was staring at you with a weird look in his eyes from across the bar, his expression shifting completely when his eyes landed on Jake, a huge smile plastered on his face. You rolled your eyes and squeezed Jake’s side for him to let go of your shoulders and join the boys.

 “Warmth, a feeling of extreme serenity and peace.” She smiled at Jake and before she could go on, the words left your mouth without a previous announcement.

“You felt him. You saw him.” You lowered your head and held it in both of your hands, sighing loudly trying to ease all the emotions that were weightening you down all at once.

“Yes, that is the exact feeling we felt.” They both frowned when they saw you standing up and grabbing your things.

“Where are you going?” Jake asked concerned. After all these years knowing you, it felt like he was with a total different version of you. A confused and disoriented version of yourself. Illogical.

“I’m writing Bucky a letter.”

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hi ily mara! all of your banners are cute and gorgeous like you!! 🥺💜

LAURIEEE ILYSM YOURE SO SWEET AAAAAAA thank u ❤️🥺 i hope youre having a good day love