#I will periodically think of this edit and my stomach will hurt and I will want to sob

[here-comes-the-moose]

I need to share- I once a few years ago I think back in like Season 1 saw this one Bad Batch edit that still has such a deep impact on me and every time I think of it it feels like a punch to the gut. Basically it was “Washing Machine Heart” and during the “baby though I close my eyes” part it was scenes of Omega and Hunter and then during the “I know who you pretend I am” part it was scenes of Crosshair and Hunter. When I tell you that shit DEVASTATED me-

[ginax0916]

✩ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 ✩

Sturniolo Triplets x bsf!fem!reader

Synopsis: The triplets try a period cramp simulator thinking it’ll be easy.

Warnings: period cramps ig?

*this is js platonic :)*

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“Hey guys welcome back to our YouTube! Today we have our best friend y/n here with us” Nick said as I waved to the camera smiling.

“Tell them what we’re doing today since you’ve been so enthusiastic about making this video” Matt says clearly not happy about the video idea.

“Well if you watched the boys stream the other day, Matt brought up that he bought a period cramp simulator but they’ve refused to use it. So with a little bit of begging and buying Chris a whole box of Pepsis I convinced them to film the video” I laughed excited to see their reactions to it.

“I’m so not excited for this” Chris groaned.

“I honestly don’t think it’s gonna be that bad” Nick says confidently.

“Whatever you say” I say giggling.

“Ok who first?” I ask.

“AHH OH MY GOD” Nick suddenly screams.

“What?” We all say scared from his sudden yelling.

“I searched up how bad period cramps hurt and it says that they can hurt as bad as a heart attack oh my lord” Nick says clearly scared out of his mind.

“Holy fuck” Matts jaw drops.

“Damn bro you gotta go through this shit every month?” Chris asks genuinely concerned.

“Unfortunately” I sigh.

“Alright who first?” I ask again, setting up all the equipment.

“Not it!” Chris screams.

“Not it!!” Nick screams right after him.

“Fuck fuck no” Matt panics.

“Ok come on Matt sit in the chair” I laugh.

“No I can’t I can’t” Matt says as he reluctantly sits in the chair.

“You’ll be fine” I giggle. “Ok lift up your shirt” I say.

“Oooooh it’s getting freaky” Chris says.

“Oh shut up” Nick slaps his arm.

I put the patches on Matt’s stomach and laughed at his flinching every time I put one on.

“Ok are you ready?” I ask him.

“Oh fuck Chris hold my hand” Matt says to Chris who was standing next to me.

“Ok we’ll start easy on level 1” I turn the machine on to the lowest level. Matt’s eyes close for a second and then he breathes out.

“Ok ok not that bad” He sighs.

“Level 2” I say turning the machine up a bit.

“Still not too bad just feels like a Stich” Matt says letting go of Chris’s hand.

“Level 3”

“Ok this one’s got a bit of a kick but not too bad” He breathes out again.

“4”

“Ow fuck this one feels like the type of stomachache you have after having too much hot sauce on something” He says making us all laugh.

“Level 5”

“Level 6”

“AH FUCK FUCK” Matt yells in pain reaching out for Chris’s hand again.

“Level 7”

“Oh my god stop it actually hurts like a bitch” Matt whimpers in pain.

“Someone’s gonna edit that” Nick comments making everyone laugh.

“Level 8”

“Y/n stop holy fucking shit I can’t” He moans in pain again. His head falling back as he closes his eyes.

“Come on get to 10 Matt” I say turning it up to level 9.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK” He moans loudly making his brothers laugh.

“And level 10” I say.

“Oh god. Oh fuck I can’t oh my god” Matt says gripping my arm with one hand and Chris’s hand with his other. Nick stood behind him massaging his shoulders dying of laughter.

“Ah- fuckkk” He whimpers “It hurts so bad fuck” Matt moans.

“How does it feel?” I ask softly.

“Turn it the fuck off oh my god” He moans.

“There you go” I say turning it off.

“Holy shit” He sighs in relief.

“Was it Bad?” Chris questions.

“It was fucking hell” Matt says clutching his stomach.

“Alright who next” I chuckle.

“Chris rock paper scissors shoot” Nick says.

“Ok ok loser goes” Chris states the obvious.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot” They play and Nick looses.

“FUCK OFF” Nick screams as get gets in the chair. 

I place the patches on him just like I did with Matt.

“You ready?” I ask.

“Fuck is Turn it up to level 4 straight away it can’t be that bad” Nick says with confidence but also fear.

“Damn Nick alright” I say turning it up to level 4.

“HOLY FUCK OH MY GOD” Nick screams gripping the chair so hard his knuckles look like they might turn white.

“See Nick it is that bad” Matt says laughing.

“Shut up I realize that now” Nick says trying to punch his brother.

“Level 5”

“Fucking hell” Nick groans in pain.

“Level 6”

“JESUS OH MY” He screams again.

“Level 7”

“I hate you for my making me do this oh my god” He moans in pain just like Matt.

“Level 8”

“FUCK FUCK FUCK NO IT HURTS SO BAD” Nick yells stomping his feet on the ground almost making the chair fall back.

“Damn relax you beast you’re gonna break our floor” Chris laughs.

“FUCK IT I CANT” Nick rips off the patches and runs into the living room screaming making everyone die of laughter.

“Oh come on Nick you didn’t even get to 10 I bet I could” Chris says teasing his brother.

“You sure about that Chris?” I say pushing his shoulder with mine.

“Oh I’m sure” He smiles sitting on the chair lifting his shirt up.

“There’s gonna be a shit ton of edits of this” Matt sighs covering his face with his hands.

“I’m looking forward to it” I laugh.

“Ok you ready?” I ask Chris.

“Go for it” He replies, closing his eyes in fear.

“You’re Fine Chris this is only level 1” I say as I turn it on.

“Ok not bad Like Matt Said” he says.

“Level 2” He gets through all the easy levels not making a noise only scrunching his face once in a while. Even on level 4 he barely has a reaction.

“Damn Chris” I say stunned.

“Holy fuck dude I was screaming” Nick says baffled at Chris’s pain tolerance.

“Level 5”

And again no reaction from Chris, only a slight scrunch of his face.

“Bro how” Matt raises his voice flabbergasted at his brother.

“Alright Chris you’re doing a little too good I’m gonna turn it up to 8 which is where Nick gave up” I speak up wanting to see him have a reaction.

“Alright I’m ready” Chris breathes out.

“Ok Level 8” I turn it up.

“Ok fuck fuck this one actually hurts” Chris whimpers and grabs my arm.

“Level 9” I say happy that Chris finally reached a pain limit.

“Oh my god wait this actually hurts -ah fuck” He moans throwing his head back and squeezing my hand harder.

“I’m actually surprised you lasted that long without a reaction Chris” Matt says rubbing his shoulder still surprised.

“And level 10” I turn it up to the max.

“Ah- fuckkkkk it feels like a bunch of pin and needles playing with my intestines” He groans.

“Do you want me to turn it off ?” I ask him.

“No I wanna see how long I can last” Chris says whimpering again.

“That’s what she said” Nick bursts out laughing.

“Shut up Nick” I laugh.

“Oh my godddd -ah shit” Chris squirms in the seat scrunching his face in pain. He moves one of his hand to cover his mouth which is letting out soft moans and whimpers.

“You sound like you’re having an orgasm” Nick points out laughing.

“Shut the fuck up you couldn’t even get to 10” Chris argues.

Matt Starts uncontrollably laughing and rests his head on my shoulder as he laughs.

“You want me to turn it off now?” I ask.

“Fuck yes please oh god-” Chris groans in pain one last time before I turn the device off and take the patches off his stomach.

“I’m never doing that again” He sighs in relief and falls forward to rest on the table.

“I’m actually surprised you lasted that long” I say patting his back.

“That’s what she said” Nick laughs and runs away.

“SHUT UP NICK” Matt screams and chases after him.

“Well thanks for watching the video! Give it 100k likes for a part 2!” I say.

“NO NEVER” I hear them all scream.

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I actually want them to do this video so bad 🙈

[dreamingunderacloudysky]

Hi!!!! It's me the biggest Anya lover here I got a question can I get some sick day hcs for Anya x reader? ^^ need more winners love winning Anya fluff

A/N: ON IT SORRY THIS WAS SO LATE IM JUST CATCHING A BREAK. Hello fellow Anya Enjoyer! I'm going to go ahead with writing for a stomach bug since that's what my coworkers are getting.

TW: Puking, typical stomach bug.

Sick Day HCs | Anya

Anya wakes up to the emptiness in the bed and the sound of groaning in the bathroom.

She gets up to see you hugging the toilet bowl for dear life and you can't help but give her the "I frew up" look as she stands over you groggily processing together what's been going on.

Anya immediately wakes up and gets to nurse mode the moment you dip your head again to vomit.

Now to actual Head-canons.

Please keep in mind I am writing this with voice to text since I sliced open a couple fingers at work and I can edit with one hand (good news it got me a couple days off to write!)

Anya being a nurse would be the most qualified to help you during a period of sickness.

Instead of fast food she's picking up hot water based soups from the store along with 7-up and saltine crackers. She knows all the tricks.

Typical binge shows when you're sick I feel like Anya would also has a soft spot for SpongeBob, a nice break from the reality TV she watches

Though watching other people's folly helps ease the pain of being sick.

Don't even think about lifting a finger. Anyas got it.

Whenever you're sick and she's at the store she'll pick up some random side gift for you. One time it's fuzzy socks, and another day it's one of those silly "as seen on TV" products.

Will call an off day at work to take care of you.

If you're laying down feeling like garbage she'll pull your head into your lap and massage the tension from your scalp while humming a tune.

She always tries and does what's best for you, making sure you're hydrated and well, but also don't expect kisses from her until you get better. She is a nurse and understands the logistics of being sick, though maybe a forehead peck wouldn't hurt.

A/N: OK going to try and rebandage my hand when I wake up tomorrow in away that allows both of my thumbs to actuallt function and type. Chat please do not use voice to text for fanfics. Editing with one hand was not fun. Thank you for the fun request!

[princessdimondheart]

That Time of the Month | TF-141 x Reader

Pairing: TF-141 + f! Reader

Summary: Reader is on her period.

WC: 447

Warnings: Mentions of periods/blood, cramps, etc., these boys are a lil dumb lol, 🥺

Edited: No

A/N: It’s that time of the month so I wrote this little fic. It’s so short! 😭 Sorry for not posting… procrastination and a new puppy does that to you… ((should I post a pic of her?)) I’m also getting another puppy soon so yeeeaaahhhh….. 😅 New banner… what do you think? I’m not sure if I like it that much… 🤷‍♀️

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Character banner ©️ Me

She made it a few steps off the ramp of the plane before she doubled over in pain. Catching herself on Ghost’s sleeve before she fell to the ground. A major cramp twisting her insides. Sweat from a long mission and hot flashes sticking her clothes to her body in an uncomfortable way, yet she was used to the sensation. 

“Gah!” She gritted her teeth. 

The men whipped their heads to look at her with concern. Ghost’s hand grabbed her elbow, stabilizing her. 

“Lass, are ya alright?” Johnny frowned when she didn’t respond. 

“Oi! You should have mentioned being hurt!” Came Price’s gruff voice. He walked closer to her with his arm stretched out to hold onto her shoulder. 

They all started to crowd her. Poking and prodding. Even Ghost was unlatching her gear to remove it and find where she was hurting. She swatted their intrusive hands away. 

“Where’s the blood?” Gaz asked, ducking a little to look at her stomach area where she had clutched in pain earlier. 

She chuckled before full on belly laughing. The sudden cramp fading away. The boys glared at her for taking her injuries lightly. 

“Oh, Gaz…” She patted the soft skin of his cheek. 

He looked at her confused, his bottom lip puffing out in a little pout. 

She gave them all a once over. Looking at their expectant faces before grinning softly. 

“Between my legs.” She said before walking off and leaving them to stew in her words in shock. 

….

“So, yous went through all tha’ on the mission while on your period!?” Johnny practically yelled. 

They had all changed and were in the rec room. 

“Yes, and dealt with the cramps too. I forgot to take a pain relief pill. Felt like I was gonna keel over for a minute. Haha.” She scratched the back of her head awkwardly. It’s not often she talked about her period with her coworkers, much less her male teammates. “I hate it when missions line up with that time of the month… but, there’s nothing I can do about it.” 

They stared at her. 

“What?” She looked between them. “I’ve had my period since I was eleven… Those weren’t even the worst cramps I’ve had. One time it was so bad that I threw up and passed out.”

“And all because I didn’t get pregnant. Shit.” She couldn’t hold back a grin, stifling her laugh. 

If their eyes could bulge further out of their eye sockets, then they’d be flying. 

Bonus: 

“Is there any way to help you with your cramps?” 

She thought about it for a moment and then hesitantly stuck her hand out to him. 

“Give me your hand.”

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[ipostwhatiwant1202]

More Boyfriend Headcanons: Donnie Edition

• "my head hurts." "aw sweetie, i'm sorry. go lay down." "really?" "dr. donnie is in the house."

• please help him keep his glasses clean

• you're more than welcome to sit on his lap while he works

• forehead kisses for days

• please ask him questions about what he's doing, he loves educating you

• can't really cook but makes very good coffee (if you drink it)

• insomniac so usually he'll nap with you instead of sleeping with you at night

• science pick up lines that you may (or may not) understand but it's cute cause it's him

• stares respectfully

• will call you princess if he's annoyed at you

• call him donatello and he gets very nervous cause he knows you're mad

• silent treatment? okay, have fun trying to crack the virus code that randomly got on to your phone or laptop

• trying to get your attention? stare intensifies

• loves the feeling of your skin, it's just so soft, expect constant arm caresses

• you have homework? you have your very own personal tudor

• "having a bad period? i know just the right temperature to help with cramps."

• "don't use that razor on your face, use this kind. your skin won't break out."

• "you look so cute when you're tired."

• "no, don't give me that face. y/n! ugh, fine, we can do that."

• if he's feeling playful, he will start messing up your hair

• door dashes your favorite snacks to you

• fixes everything around your apartment

• the reason why you had to buy a longer couch (he's 6'8, he needs to be comfy)

• stomach sleeper so do with that what you will

• churrs in his sleep

• not the greatest hygiene in the world so you will have to force bathe him at times

• tv show binges for date nights

• giant puppy when excited

• texts you throughout the day to let you know he's thinking of you

• makes you little trinkets

• compliments, compliments, compliments

• shows off his tech/fighting skills cause he can

• hand holding is his favorite

• no problem getting you tampons/pads if you get periods

• no problem helping you tuck/bind if you're transitioning

• therapist and sounding board in one

• tries really hard to balance his work, brothers, and you but sometimes has poor execution. this can lead to arguments but he's trying

• disorganized organized and it's amazing how he's survived this long

• chronic apple juice drinker

• sometimes misses emotional ques but tries his best to stay intune with your moods

• when he does get mad, he shuts down, so if it isn't a fight with you, don't take it personal. he'll open up eventually

• loves hugs and will just hug you randomly

• you said 'i love you' at the same time

[skywlker-sluvtt]

hi theree im on my period and i was thinking about period sex with anakin would be good rn 🤭 i was wondering if youre comfortable with it you could write something for it?

no pressure haha

HIIIII YOU'RE MY FIRST REQUEST SO THANK YOUU!!!! We're twinning cause I'm on mine too and the cramps are crazy. I wrote a lil one shot thingy and I'm not superrrr proud of it but I tried so lmk what you think. feedback is always appreciated and this is just a bunch of my weird thoughts poorly written out 😘

Warnings: Period sex lmao so 18+!!! Smutty stuff be warned, poorly edited

Word count: 1.1k

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You stifle a small groan shifting uncomfortably into fetal position to try and prevent the cramping and aching in your lower back and abdomen. Waking up with your period had to be one of the worse things in this galaxy. Another wave of pressure ripped through your stomach and you winced. Even after a warm shower the pain never subsided it got even worse. Anakin had been stirring in his sleep slightly before he rolled to his side pressing his body against yours and resting his hand on your belly sensing the built-up tension resting there. Lazily you cover his hand with your own and pressed it into your abdomen to relieve the pain. “What’s wrong love?” He mumbled. Anakin’s morning voice was deep and scratchy just listening to it might alleviate the pain you felt. “My period” You mumbled curling into a tighter ball.

His warm hand slipped under your thin singlet to rub where it hurt the most. “I’ll get you your hot water bottle” Anakin said slowly getting up. “Please?” You smile a little as he pressed a kiss to your cheek and got out of your shared bed. You watched with a little smile as he yawned and rolled his shoulders all the muscles in his back rippled as he exited the room. He’s so pretty. The smile on your face only lasted a second before another pang of pain hit you making you let out a groan and press on your stomach harder. Anakin returned after a few minutes with the bottle wrapped in a towel and he helped you tuck it tight against your body before returning behind you to give you emotional support. “Love you so much” You whispered. “I love you more” He grinned kissing the shell of your ear.

“Y’know I read about something that’s meant to greatly help period pains” He mentioned squeezing your hips. “What?” “Sex” He smirked. You giggled a little at the thought. “Anakin first of all that’s disgusting. Two I think you made that up and three I look hideous right now I’m sure you wouldn’t want to put yourself through that” You teased. Anakin sat up slightly and rested his head in the palm of his robotic hand before gently guiding your face to look at him. “I happen to think you look gorgeous in the morning” He grinned. “I happen to think you’re a dirty liar” He chuckled at your words and kissed you. “Let me try, I think it would relieve both of us” Anakin continued. “M’just trying to help baby, I wanna pull the pain out of your uterus with my dick” He teased making you giggle at his dumb analogy. “You’re weird Anakin,” You told him rolling your eyes.

“It might help Y/N we can just try” Anakin shrugged biting down on his bottom lip ever so softly telling you how much he wanted to do it. It might actually take away some of the pain and help your hormones release or something like that. “Fine but if it gets too bloody and gross I’m done” You replied. A smile grew across his face and you returned a similar grin. “Promise I’ll make you feel so good” He whispered leaning down to kiss you more passionately. You reached up to slide your fingers through his messy hair and rolled on your back. After a few minutes, Anakin pulled back to get you naked. He slid your panties down your thighs giving them a firm squish. “Good girl, lift your hips” He guided, you did as he asked feeling more and more aroused by the second. Anakin took the towel off the water bottle and folded it neatly underneath you then positioned himself between your thighs.

“Ani please” You sighed as he leaned back down to kiss you caging you between his arms. Another ache racked your stomach and you bucked your hips toward his. “Anakin please it hurts” You whispered. “Yeah yeah, sorry baby” He grinned. “Just wanna go straight to it?” He asked. “Please yeah” You nodded wanting to reduce the pain as fast as possible. He sat up and lined himself up with your entrance with a delighted smile and slowly pushed in leaning down to kiss you in the process. You both let out little gasps at the feeling, it felt extra sensitive you could almost feel every ridge and curve on his hard dick. You moved your hands across his back and he sighed. “How is it?” He asked. “Really good” You confirmed before he started moving, starting steady and long thrusts.

Your pain slowly subsided feeling as though his cock was able to massage the pain from inside of you. “Ani” You moaned, you’re whole body felt sensitive as he ran his hands from your tits down to your waist guiding your body to move with his. “Stars Y/N why didn’t we do this sooner?” He smirked looking down at the mess you’d both created. It made him harder to see the blood on the towel below both of you. Anakin focused on deepening his strokes taking his time to make the pain disappear. The cramps were replaced with pleasure as you felt the familiar knot grow making you clench tighter around him squeezing your eyes shut. “You look so sexy when you do that” Anakin groaned. “Kiss me” You whimpered.

Anakin gladly did pressing his lips to yours in a hot sloppy kiss. “Faster” You whispered to him. As he sped up he continued to whisper things against your lips. “God baby we’re gonna do this every single day you’re bleeding” He smirked. “Please Ani c-close,” You said arching your hips closer to his no longer feeling any cramping. “Maker, I’m gonna stuff you so full of my cum it’ll be the only thing coming out of you” He continued leaning back to grip your hips with one hand and fuck you harder. Anakin began to play with your clit rubbing it in tight circles. The sound of your high-pitched whines made him twitch inside of you before long moans spilled from both your lips and his cum coated your insides. He continued to try and fuck you through it his thrusts becoming sloppy he slowed.

Your chest moved up and down quickly as you recovered from your huge orgasm. Anakin hung his head low against your shoulder rubbing circles on your hip. “Did that help?” He asked softly. “More than helped shit” You sighed now rubbing his scalp he smiled wide and sat up to look at you and press a gentle kiss to your wet lips. “How messy is it?” You grinned. “Just a bit” He lied glancing down at the red pooling between your thighs with a little smirk.

[ayanominitrash]

Geto Suguru x reader // of all the days//

life is unfair, but Geto is thankfully a saint

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thinking about how you're the 4th student of the second year in Jujutsu High - the batch with the strongest sorcerers of your generation

you have a huge crush on Geto Suguru but always have his best friend Gojo Satoru cock blocking you, or should I say pussy blocking you?

you can't help it, Geto is quiet, gentle and kind. his dark eyes shine into yours, making butterflies in your stomach go berserk

so, not a day goes by where you don't try to convince the annoying white-haired man to leave out a mission so you can partner up with Geto for once. it's always the two of them, while you have to get left behind with Shoko Ieiri, who isn't assigned to many missions as she's only one of the few sorcerers who can heal

"as if you're strong enough to take on one of our missions," Gojo would scoff at you every time you beg him. "Geto's mine. Or I could fuck you over and have him partner with Shoko instead."

You're red in the face in your anger, "Principal Yaga or the higher-ups would never take her out on missions too much, you know. Just this once!"

Gojo hums in thought, hand caressing his chin. then finally looks at you with a smirk, "No"

"fuck you with all my being" you glared at him before stomping away

"that's not a threat, considering how short you are!" he shouts at your retreating figure

on your way home from a mission with Shoko one day, you find the perfect bribe for Gojo to sit one mission out - it's a limited edition daifuku, his favorite dessert

"Principal Yaga, believe it or not, I'm not feeling all that great today. I think I got the bad btch disease - that said, I'll let Y/N take the next mission with Suguru, -bye!"

"he's all yours," The tall man says before biting into the tasty treat

Finally, you meet up with Your Crush Geto Suguru, who smiles at you before opening the car door open so you can go in first

Your Crush Geto Suguru who was kind enough to ask you if you're nervous about the mission, in which you joke to him that you'd be more nervous if you were on a mission with Gojo with how reckless he can be sometimes and likes to go solo - Geto chuckles at you, eyes disappearing in the process

Your Crush Geto Suguru who politley ushers you forward once the two of you reached into the buidling of said mission, a light push from his hand on the small of your back. Once the curtains are pulled down by the assistant that drove the two of you there, he speaks in a soft voice about the situation. You nod at his words, trying to not get distracted by the gloss of spit on his bottom lip

Your Crush Geto Suguru who lets you sit down first while he clears the first floor of the building. You feel an uneasy pain in you, but you don't mind it. Instead, you help yourself to watch how Geto's broad shoulders move as he exorcise the low grade curses, his brows pinch together in concentration.

Your Crush Geto Suguru who asks you in concern when you told him you can't exactly stand up, he looks down at you with those pretty dark eyes, it makes you weak in the knees. But that's not the reason why you told him you can't stand up from your seat. Of all the days, it just had to be the day that you're finally in the mission with your crush, only to have your period come in early.

Your Crush Geto Suguru whose eyes widen when you tell him of your little unfortunate incident. You probably think he'd be grossed out by you or turned off. Or probably annoyed because you're insinuating to let him handle the mission all by himself.

Your Crush Geto Suguru who only voices his concerns for your being - are you hurting? can you move? Is there anything that I can do to help? You heart can't help but flutter of how considerate he's being with you. You tell him that you can still go on the mission with him but your skirt is probably soaked from your backside area. Maybe if you're lucky, you can find some pads in the abandoned building - gross, but what are you to do?

Your Crush Geto Suguru who removes his jacket uniform and wraps it around your waist "It's just the two of us, but if this will help you feel less uncomfortable around me, please take it."

Your Crush Geto Suguru who only puts his hand on the small of your back again as he ushers you forward to the next floor, shutting down your protests about using his jacket as your cover, how you're afraid about the stains.

Your Crush Geto Suguru who does most of the work, exorcising curses along the way so you don't have to push yourself.

Your Crush Geto Suguru who bridal carries you out of the building after the mission because your cramps got worse. You'll never forget the feeling of his strong arms around you.

Your Crush Geto Suguru who asks the driver to stop at a convenience store on the ride back to the school, so he can buy you some much needed pads and sweets.

Your Crush Geto Suguru who gives you that sweet smile of his when you return his uniform jacket the next day, all washed and clean.

Your Crush Geto Suguru who asks you if you two can eat lunch together that same day.

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(❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡ reblogs and comments are appreciated//do not repost my work anywhere

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This is my first time writing - I think this is called a drabble? brrttt I was gushing while writing this Daddy Suguru PLEAASEEE

[bella-rose29]

Darling

Nikolai Lantsov x f!reader

Woke up in a lot of pain because my body systems hate me, so I wrote this (I'm doing better now)

Word count: 1.4k (wtf i didn't mean to write this much lol)

Warnings: periods, anything period related, swearing, this is also based purely on my own experiences (although not the bit where he's hugging her 🥲), not proof read/edited

Tag list: @bubybubsters, @el-de-phi, @hauntedenthusiasttragedy, @iambored24601, @itsyoboo-jassy, @karensirkobabes, @kentucky-criedfricken, @little8sun, @mvidaaaa, @naushtheaspiringauthor, @notoakay, @simbaaas-stuff, @pietromaximoffsbabe (i'm so sorry lovely i completely forgot to add you earlier)

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking, fuck, fuck!"

"You alright, darling?"

"Yep, all good, Nik!"

Y/n was not at all good. She'd woken up next to an empty space that morning, smiling and shaking her head when she realised where her husband was, sat at his desk and already working, and then had felt an excruciating burst of pain in her abdomen. She heard Nikolai stand up, his chair thumping against the carpeted floor as he came over to the bed.

"Yeah, you're very clearly not alright, darling," he said as he took in her pained expression. "What's going on? Do you need me to get the healer?"

"Monthly cycle, and yes please," she gasped out.

"Okay. Are you able to move?" Y/n shook her head, blinking back the tears that were forming in her eyes. "Alright darling. I'll be back in a few minutes, okay? Just gonna get the healer." He planted a kiss on her forehead, then practically sprinted out of the room. Y/n would have laughed if she thought it wouldn't hurt.

Nikolai really was only gone a few minutes, returning on his own but laden with heat packs. Y/n felt tears form for a different reason as he knelt down next to the bed to activate the heat packs, placing them on her lower stomach, adjusting them so that they all fit. The healer appeared with an assistant then, bag in hand as she sent Y/n an apologetic look.

"How are you doing, Your Majesty?"

"Not great," she whispered, eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to force the pain away. It was times like these that Y/n wished she were Grisha; if she were a Healer or a Tidemaker then maybe she could heal the pain away or force her body to comply through the water in her brain. The healer and Nikolai were talking, although Y/n couldn't make out what was being said, but then a minute or so later her husband was out the room and the healer was placing her hands over Y/n's abdomen, attempting to ease the Queen's pain. The assistant had brought a change of underclothes, helping Y/n to swap them.

"The King has just gone to arrange some things so that your day is easier for you, Your Majesty, he'll be back in a bit. I'll stay here for as long as you need, and in a moment I'll ask you to take the tonic on your bedside table, alright?" Her voice was calm and soothing, and Y/n felt ready to drift off.

"What's the tonic for?"

"It should alleviate some of the pain. We've only recently developed it, but it's had an incredibly high success rate."

"Oh, okay." She was feeling better now, the work the healer was doing helping hugely, and the heat packs distracted from what pain was left over.

"Are you able to sit, Your Majesty?"

"I think so, hang on." Wincing at the stab of pain when she moved, Y/n gritted her teeth, and with the help of the healer was able to sit up in bed. Nikolai returned then, now carrying a box of some description, and his face lit up at the sight of his wife looking better.

"I've got chocolate," he said, lifting the box. "And I managed to convince the head cook to surrender a couple of those breakfast pastries you love so much. Don't feel you need to eat anything now, darling, just let me know and I'll get it for you." She laughed lightly, flinching when it made the pain increase, and took the hand he offered when he sat down next to her. He managed to manoeuvre them so that he was sat behind her, a leg on either side. He pressed kisses to her hair every now and then, arms stroking up and down her arms, sometimes drifting down to gently stroke her stomach.

"Do you think you're able to take the tonic now, Your Majesty?"

"Yeah, I think so."

It tasted bitter going down, and nothing seemed to happen, but the healer reassured her that it would kick in within about 20 minutes.

"I just need to go and sort a few things out, Your Majesty, but I'll come back every so often to check up on how you're doing and bring you more tonics, alright?"

"Thank you," Nikolai said, grateful smile appearing on his face. The healer and her assistant bowed, exiting the room. The couple sat in silence for a while, Y/n basking in the warmth of the packs and her husband's body behind her, and the soft touches of his hands on her arms. Her heart ached with how gentle and loving he was being, and the tears came back. Hearing her quiet sniffles, Nikolai panicked, thinking it had gotten worse.

"What's wrong, darling? Does it still hurt?"

"No," she replied, shaking her head. "Well, yes, but not as much. It's not that though. I guess I'm just a little overwhelmed by you, Nik."

Although she couldn't see it, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"Me? Why?"

"I've never been looked after like this before. It's nice. And I guess because we were arranged I thought you wouldn't care that much, but you do, and my body is all out of whack right now which isn't helping but it's making me want to cry because I love you."

Nikolai was silent for a while, never stopping stroking her arms, but Y/n started to worry. She was just about to speak up when he finally spoke.

"I love you too, Y/n."

Then she really did start crying, tears slipping down her face and wetting the bedsheets. Nikolai turned her face towards his, softly wiping away what he could and leaning in to press his lips to hers. It was brief, but more full of love than any other they'd shared, and Y/n couldn't believe how lucky she'd been in getting him as her husband.

"Wait," she said, pulling away with a frown. "What about your meetings?"

"Cancelled them," Nikolai shrugged. "You're more important to me, darling."

"Won't Zoya be mad? That you're leaving things to her?"

"She was actually weirdly understanding for Zoya. I'm fully convinced I'm going to be sent some very strongly worded letters involving death threats, though. Or made to plant face first into the lake by a strong wind."

Y/n giggled, picturing the scenario, and made a mental note to ask Zoya to do just that. Preferably when Nikolai was in just his slacks, suspenders and undershirt, and not for any particular reason.

"You'll be fine, Kolya."

~~~

Later that day, Y/n was feeling much better, having taken another dose of the tonic, and was sat outside by the lake with Zoya. Nikolai had rescued a frog (although the frog looked rather happy where it was) and was placing it on the bank. All of a sudden, the wind picked up, and Nikolai was pushed in the water, arms windmilling as he fell. It was a warm day, so he'd taken off his jacket, and while Y/n did feel a little bad for asking Zoya to push him in, all regrets were washed away when he emerged from the lake, completely soaked with water from head to toe.

He stalked over, trying not to smile at how loudly his wife was laughing, and pointed an accusatory finger at the Grisha General.

"I know that was you, Zoya. How could you, to your King, of all people!"

"I was just doing what my Queen commanded, Your Majesty," she mock bowed from where she sat, smirk on her face as she watched Nikolai wipe the water from his eyes. Y/n was still cackling next to her, and Zoya was glad to see her friend doing better than this morning.

"Darling Y/n?"

"Yes?"

"Would you like a hug?" Her eyes widened, almost comically so, as Nikolai leaned in, arms open wide. She shrieked with joy as he got closer, pushing him away (not really, he was far too strong).

"Nik!" she laughed, all thoughts of pain completely forgotten.

He did eventually get his hug, but only when he was clean and dry (Y/n had found bits of grass and water plants in his hair), and not threatening to cover Y/n in lake water.

"Thank you, Nik, for everything today."

"Of course, darling. I love you."

"Love you too," she hummed, drifting off in her husband's arms.

[braxlrose]

Hi!!! A new fan of tokio hotel here and I was wondering if you could write some dating headcannons for gustav for a gem reader whose also in a band? Much love btw <3

I've been looking through the requests and finding georg and gustav stuff so yall can get some more so here we go!!

dating gustav

cw: mentions of sex, cockwarming, kissing, oral (f and m recieving), etc.

✮ he's the type of guy who holds the side of your waist while walking down the street. not for possessiveness or any of that shit, just because he likes it and it makes you feel safe. He also knows the sidewalk rule. keep that in mind ladies.

✮ even though gustav is a fantastic cook now, he mostly just made stuff from boxes in the 2000s. but yall would always make stuff together.

✮ when you're on your period, he always makes you stuff. especially milkshakes. he's got a signature one, which is just vanilla ice cream, peanut butter and bananas. but it tastes amazing, and gustav always puts so much love into it.

✮ he gives you backrubs, and footrubs, brushes your hair and brings a heating pad for you. im telling you guys, he's literally the perfect bf.

✮ when yall finish a song on stage he comes up behind you and gives you hugs and kisses. and the fans eat. it. up.

✮ but if he's not wearing a shirt and he comes up behind you, he's gets you all sweaty. I just love you so much I can't help it. he says. but let's be fr. he's just a little shit. we still love him though.

✮ he tries to teach you how to play the drums, he sits you on his lap and holds your hands and wrists to show you what to do. and he rests his chin on your shoulder which he ends up breathing in your ear. totally doesn't make you clench your thighs and get wetter and wetter every single. but mans also gets soooo annoyed when you're doing something wrong 😭

✮ cockwarming while teaching you how to play drums is a must. i don't remember who wrote it, but I swear I remember reading it somewhere. @bored0writer edit: THIS IS WHO WROTE IT AND ITS AMAZING OMG

✮ like I had said in my last post, gustav is a soft dom. disagree w/ me all you want, but it's true.

✮ after concert cock sucking is so good. you both love it so much. you have adrenaline running through your veins and it feels so good.

✮ he has the softest lips in the entire world, it's insane. so kissing him is so nice.

✮ he takes you on the cutest dates. whether you two are going out to dinner, to a movie, or just staying at the hotel rooms, they're always amazing.

✮ he's also got super soft hair which is amazing to run your hands through when making out or fucking.

✮ he'll lay between your thighs for hours after teasing and leaving hickies on your thighs.

✮ he likes to hold down your thighs when he's eating you out and fucking you with his tongue because it gives him better control and he likes that. a lot.

✮ whenever you try and rut against his face while he's going down on you, he'll slap your cunt as many times as he wants until you learn your lesson (if you're into that).

✮ and on the other side, he's a big sub too. always moaning and groaning and whining and wriggling underneath you as you pump and suck on his cock. ironic huh. he's so sweet and whiny. and he's totally got a mommy kink. big time mommy kink.

✮ loves it when you ride his thigh. thinks you look so sexy.

✮ if you play the guitar, you'll try and teach him how to play too but he'll end up complaining how his fingers hurt. poor baby :(

✮ you two always share hotel rooms and stay up watching movies together

✮ I STAND BY THIS. he is the best cuddler to exist. he's so soft and squishy, and since he's got some chub on his stomach, he's so nice to cuddle with.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed!! TY for all the requests

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[sondheim-girly]

My submission for @outsidersweek day seven!! Heres the masterpost for this fic. I plan on editing all of it, adding a lot more, then posting it to ao3 in a few months!! Thanks again to @walmartbrandwhatever for being my beta reader!

October, 1967

Marcia

Two-Bit and his friends hadn’t been to the drive in for a while. Marcia wasn’t exactly surprised- after the tragedy from a few weeks ago why would they ever want to be around the people who caused it? So when Two-Bit and Ace finally did show up, she couldn’t help but stare. 

He was sitting on a bench a few rows ahead of where she and Trip were. Trips arm was around Marcia’s shoulder as he gazed up at the movie screen, and she did her best not to shrink away from him. It’d been getting harder and harder everyday. Physical touch used to be the only part of their relationship that consistently worked, and she now found herself just wishing she could find comfort in his arms the way she used to. She tried to bury her anger and emotion down deep the way she’d done a million times before. Look perfect, be perfect, get good grades, be happy, that’s who she had to be. So she leaned into Trip, pretending like the disgust in her gut was non-existent. 

She’d seen Two-Bit once or twice at school; the back of his head disappearing into a classroom during passing period, or maybe she’d catch a glimpse of him sitting on the hood of a car with his friends during lunch. But this was the first time since she’d sprinted out of his house a few weeks ago that she actually got to look at him.

His arm was around Ace, and they were leaning into each other and talking about something. Laughing about something. She saw a glimpse of his smile as he looked at Ace, leaning his head back to laugh and she felt her heart skip a beat. There was a time when she would have figured out an excuse to get away from Trip and flirt with that boy without anyone noticing. Now she doubted he wanted to see her ever again. But god that smile that haunted her dreams was even more gorgeous than she’d remembered. She wondered if Two-Bit was dating Ace- something that had never crossed her mind before. As Ace lay a hand on Two-Bits cheek, she couldn’t help but feel a pit of jealousy in her stomach. They must be together. But what right did Marcia have to be jealous? She was dating Trip. A boy who had jumped Two-Bit and his friends for no reason other than a twisted idea of fun. 

Two-Bit was facing Ace now- he was talking intensely about something that must’ve been funny, and when he finally reached the punchline he was sent reeling laughing over his own joke. Marcia felt her lips turn upwards despite herself as she watched his outburst. When he finally calmed down he caught her eye. They made eye contact for one charged second that felt like a million years and still not nearly long enough, until Marcia turned her face away. Towards her boyfriend. God what a state she was in.

She decided to look up at Trip. Trying to find the things about him that she used to love so much. He caught her staring, and turned towards her, leaning down to press his lips on hers. She used to love making out with him. Now all she could think about was if Two-Bit was watching, and if Two-Bit was jealous, and that the hand currently gripping her thigh was the very same hand that had hit an innocent boy just trying to get home. God she felt so sick. His hand moved up her thigh, and she wondered if it was covered in blood because why did it feel like it was covered in blood. And why was the hand tangled in her hair just seconds away from pulling it out and hurting her god if he could hurt that boy he could hurt her and if she was kissing him that meant it was fine he can beat up anyone he wants! Who is she to stop him but she has to stop him god she hates him and why is his hand covered in blood and- Marcia tore herself away, nearly shoving Trip backwards. 

“Baby what the hell- baby what’s wrong..?” He protested.

Marcia turned for a moment and saw the star shaped scar on Two-Bits' face. She couldn’t do this anymore. So she just started running- she had to get away, she had to go somewhere, anywhere. She didn’t have her car because Trip had driven her. She ran to the side of the concession stand where there was a phone booth and took a moment on the concrete curb trying to calm down her heart rate.

“Marcia? Marcia, are you ok?” She looked up to see Bev standing in front of her. Bev with a cigarette in between her fingers.

“What the hell's wrong?” Bev asked,

“I um- I feel sick” Marcia replied, not a complete lie.

“Oh poor thing, you must have gotten whatever Brill has. Do you want me to drive you home?” Bev took a drag of that damned cigarette and Marcia felt her stomach churn.

“No… I think I’ll just call my parents to pick me up.”

“Are you sure? I don’t know what kind of fight you’re in with Trip this time, but I'm just as capable of giving you a ride home.”

“Yeah. I’m ok,”

“Fine. Feel better, alright?” Bev said, patting Marcia’s shoulder before turning on her heel and trotting back to the hood of the car where she’d been sitting with Paul.

Marcia let out a breath, before shakily standing up and walking into the phone booth.

“Hello? I’d like to speak with Cher- Sherrie Valance? She’s a volunte… yes. Yes, thank you so much.” Marcia let out a breath, listening to the secretary from the hospital call for the only person Marcia knew would understand.

“Hello?” Cherry's voice was staticky through the phone line.

“Cherry…” Marcia felt the tears she’d been putting off start to prick in her eyes. She hesitated for a moment, but she knew what she had to say. She couldn’t hide from it anymore. Seeing Two-Bit again had solidified that. “I’m breaking up with Trip.” She finally admitted. There was a pause, and then Marcia continued, “I can’t do this anymore. Every time I look at my friends, and every time I touch them, the only thing I see and feel is the blood on their hands! And I just can’t do it anymore. I thought I could convince myself it was fine, I thought I could go on living that comfortable life but I just can’t. I just can’t stand this. I can’t stand it when Trip touches me with those hands that have hurt so many innocent boys I don’t even know about. I can’t listen to him talk with the voice that lied to me over and over again about where those bruises came from. I thought I could forgive him. I thought I could go on loving him because I do love him but I can’t. It’s wrong. I just can’t do it anymore. I’m sorry I didn't recognize it sooner.” 

Just by admitting all that, it felt like a great weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. Marcia couldn’t think of the last time she’d been so honest with someone, or with herself.

She heard Cherry take in a shaky breath, then ask, “Your parents are away right now, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want me to stay over tonight?”

Marcia let out a small sob. Cherry always knew what she needed. “Yeah. Yeah I’d really like that.”

“I get off work in about an hour, I’ll come over then, ok?”

“Yeah. Yeah that’s great. I- I love you.”

“I love you too. I’ll see you later.”

“Bye.” Marcia said softly, before hanging up the phone. She wiped at her eyes, attempting to not mess up her makeup, before stepping out of the booth. It was only then that she realized that she still didn’t have a way home.

Two-Bit

Steve had finally arrived at the drive-in after getting off work, and of course the moment he got there he started whining to Two-Bit about wanting popcorn. So Two-Bit was handed some money, and given the job of going to the concession stand for snacks. On a normal day he might have argued, but maybe subconsciously he knew that he did want to get up. That soc who looked pretty in green (it was easier if that’s all he saw her as) had run off that way. And maybe he was a little curious. But he tried to bury those feelings, instead thinking about where he planned on going afterwards so he could get boozed up. God he should have brought a drink tonight. This place had too many memories of the last time he got to see Johnny healthy. The last time things were normal. Yes, Two-Bit thought. He just needed a drink. 

As he walked towards the concession stand he saw a girl sitting on the concrete, her shoulders shaking. Before he could think better of it, he started slowly towards her. She seemed to sense his presence, and looked up as he approached, jumping to her feet and wiping at her eyes.

“That was quite the scene you caused back there,” Two-Bit joked,

“I- uh- sorry.” Marcia said awkwardly.

“Do you just plan on sitting here for the rest of the night? I will say, the view of the movie is quite nice from this far back. And only being able to see half the screen is kind of exciting- leaves part of the story to guess work, right?”

“Right. Actually, I’m leaving now.”

“Ah. Gonna walk all the way back to the west side on foot then? Or are you gonna head back to your boyfriend and make up?”

“He’s not my- or well- he is, but he won’t be soon. I um… I don’t know why I’m telling you this. And I have no idea how I’m getting home.” Marcia admitted 

Two-Bit tried to keep a straight face. So she was finally breaking up with her asshole boyfriend. After a whole month of pretending like she’d never ditched him to help out Two-Bit, and months and months of neverending public arguments, she’d finally had enough. He looked at her for a moment. Marcia. He had tried so hard to just think of her as some soc girl who didn’t give a dime about anyone but herself, it was easier that way. But at that moment he couldn’t help but see a scared, heartbroken girl, who maybe was trying to do the right thing for once. He didn’t know why his heart reached out to hers the way it did. She was a soc, she was rich, she was popular, she had everything. He should be bitter towards her, but for some reason he just couldn’t be.

“I can give you a ride.” He offered, before he had the chance to change his mind.

“What?” 

“If you don’t mind a no good dirty greaser driving you home, I wouldn’t mind it either.”

For the first time that night, Marcia truly smiled. “Well I wouldn't mind it at all, to tell you the truth. In fact I might even be quite grateful,”

Two matched her smile. Maybe he was doing something stupid as hell, but maybe, just maybe, she was worth it. 

Marcia

Marcia’d never been in a car this beat up before. She sat there in the passenger seat trying to make herself as small as possible, staring straight ahead and doing her best not to look at the boy who was driving. Why had he offered to give her a ride home? She didn’t deserve that. Her stomach felt like a pit of snakes, she could hardly even put a thought together from anxiety. Oh if Trip could see her now he’d be screaming at the top of his lungs. And then she started thinking about Trip, and breaking up with Trip, and a life without Trip, and a whole new wave of anxiety crossed over her, and she had to close her eyes because she was scared the world might start spinning. 

When she opened them again she watched the streets of Tulsa pass by for a while, before glancing over at Two-Bit. In an instant it was like a wall had been placed in between her and the shouting voices of all of her fears and worries. Suddenly the only thing in the world was Marcia, and the boy with moonlight making his curly hair shine, and his eyes gleam. He was chewing on the side of his cheek in thought, and oh the things she would have done to place her hand on his cheek to calm him. Run her hands through his hair. Look into his eyes and- 

Marcia whipped her head around to face forwards again, her cheeks burning. God she was an idiot. Perhaps she’d had a small crush on him for a while, but sitting next to him after a night as emotional as this one, she wondered if perhaps she could feel a little bit more. And now that she was breaking up with Trip… But god but she would be ridiculed if she ever went out with a greaser. And her and Two-Bit would crash and burn before they’d even truly started! Besides, there was no way he actually liked her in any sort of a way. She just needed to get home, out of this car. She just needed to be with Cherry where they could talk, and unpack the night, and plan on when she’d break up with Trip. Another wave of nausea hit her at that. Just make it home, she reminded herself. That’s all she had to do. And then she could process.

Two-Bit

Two-Bit glanced over at the girl in the passenger seat. She was staring straight ahead of her and was stiff as a board, with a sick expression on her face. He wondered if she was grossed out by his car. He wanted to say something to her, he wasn’t used to the awkward silence that formed a chasm between them. That night they’d first talked, neither of them could be quiet for a moment. Now it seemed like saying something was the scariest thing in the world. And what could he say?? ‘Isn’t it nice weather we’ve been having lately? Oh and why did you run away sobbing after making out with your boyfriend, and is there any chance you breaking up with him has anything to do with me? Because for a reason I don’t understand, I kind of hope it does.’ Two-Bit shook his head, he’d rather just keep his mouth shut. 

He snuck another glance at Marcia, her eyes were now closed and her head was leaning back like she was fighting off nausea. The moon hit her hair and made it look all glossy, and her hands were in her lap, fidgeting with her dress. If only he could reach out and take one of those hands. Tell her it was all ok. Ask her what was on her mind and listen as she talked and poured her heart out. Oh if he could have her heart he just knew it’d be something he’d treasure for the rest of his dirty life. But god, how could he be thinking these things about a soc? A girl who would never go out with him in a million years because it would sully her gleaming reputation that she held above all else. That’s the way all socs were, why would she be any different? Because she helped him after standing by as her friends beat him to a pulp?? Just get her to her house, then he can pretend like this never even happened. 

Marcia 

Marcia felt less anxious by the time Two-Bits beat up car had arrived at her house. A part of her didn’t want to leave that car, but the rest of her was more relevied than anything. The moment the car stopped she opened the door, then took a deep breath.

“Thank you.” She said,

“Who am I to ignore a damsel in distress?”

“I was hardly in distress!” Marcia protested.

Two-Bit laughed, “Sobbing on the concrete with no way home? Now I’m no genius on definitions, but that sounds pretty close to distress to me.”

Marcia giggled, her nerves calming. “Goodnight, I…” she paused, wishing she could say something more. Give him her number, even. “Thank you.” She finally said.

“Goodnight,” he responded, and then she got out of the car, heading up towards her house, but turning around at the last moment so she could watch him speed away.

[celestialspiritbabe]

Fairy Tail 100 Years Quest episode 10: thoughts + opinions

Uneasy Erza

I'm totally not shocked that Juvia has practiced kissing in front of the mirror at some point in time (she has to perfect it for her beloved Gray, am I right?)

but she's so adorable regardless

Gray's facial expression tells me this isn't the first time he's seen her doing it

Juvia the secret Jerza shipper ⚔️✨

J: ''Before I leave, I would like to encourage you to do some training of your own.'' E: ''Y-yeah, I'm okay, I think...'' J: ''Your kissing has to be up to snuff, or else Jellal will be displeased!''

I love how Erza is trying not to think about Juvia's words and is also trying to convince herself she's not bothered by that, although you can tell she's clearly disappointed she and Jellal aren't a thing yet (I know they aren't technically a canon couple, but they are canon to me because it's so obvious they have feelings for each other and have so much history together compared to the other big 3 ships) + I love how she starts practicing kissing as well lmao

Tattered Gajeel

aww, I love how Gajeel's been taking on more jobs because he and Levy are expecting a baby😭❤️

they look so cute snuggled up against each other + Levy's hand on her baby bump

Lily being a part of their little family, awww

Lucy's Leo x Virgo Star Dress Mix is soooo pretty😭😭😭

I love Lisanna's reaction to the Star Dress Mix lmao

wow, Lisanna getting one-shotted? geez, what a surprise🙄

Mira still standing isn't a shocker considering the fact that SHE'S A S-CLASS MAGE, but Elfman still standing did suprise me though

I LOVED VIRGO NOT SHYING AWAY FROM HER MASOCHISTIC TENDENCIES AND WANTING TO BE PUNISHED

AHHHHHH, A JERZA ENCOUNTER COMING UP! 🎉

I CAN'T WITH THEM

E: ''Why did you strip?'' J: ''Because you're here. Enjoy it.'' 😏😏😏 E: ''Wow, he's completely out of his mind! I've got to take him down before this goes any further.''

Gray vs. Thunder Legion rematch?

I LOVE JEALOUS JUVIA! // ''Has she touched him with the bare skin of her feet?''

nice logic Fried: turning into a demon when you're going against a devil slayer?

is this the same Thunder Legion that kicked ass during the Battle of Fairy Tail arc? welp, they pretty much all got their asses handed to them by Gray lmao

the whole ''stop it, he's already dead'' meme but Fairy Tail edition

they way Gray used Evergreen's and Bickslow's powers to beat them was really hilarious and smart!

aww, I love how Gajeel didn't want to lose yet another battle to Natsu and how upset he was over the fact that Levy joined the battle despite being pregnant; I also can't believe Natsu aimed for LEVY'S STOMACH, but as much as he can be dumb as fuck sometimes, I'm so glad he was hesitant about attacking her in the end

''Because no matter what happens, you are my number one.'' 🖤🧡

sillies🫶🏻

J: ''I almost forgot how strong you are.'' E: ''Stop, you're too close!'' J: ''I'm just trying to get a better look. Who could blame me?''

goofy goobers

sillies #2 🫶🏻

''Woah, looks like I'm interrupting something.'' // WELL LAXUS, YOU MOST CERTAINLY ARE

EVEN THOUGH HE'S BRAINWASHED BY THE WHITE MAGE, JELLAL STILL DOESN'T WANT TO HURT ERZA AND WANTS TO PROTECT HER😭

Wraith's one hell of a weird dude, idc

As much as I really looked forward to all the Jerza moments getting dubbed, this episode wasn't the best one to watch, mostly because of Jellal's VA change (I hope to gods this is just temporary, because no one can do Jellal's voice like Robert McCollum, period).

[ex0rin]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @hiddenxplaces-blog & @the-ravening 😘

How many works do you have on ao3? at the moment? 192

What's your total ao3 word count? 668,102

What fandoms do you write for? currently it's all The Walking Dead all the time but in recent memory we're looking at The Boys (AND The Boys RPF 😅) and MCU (winterbones specifically)

Top five fics by kudos: stoking at the fire for you (The Witcher) sing them songs of me (The Witcher, geraskier) just one more (The Witcher, geraskier) steady, steady (The Witcher, geraskier) unexpected, not unwelcome (TFATWS, winterbaron)

Do you respond to comments? i swear I SWEAR i try 🙃 (i'm so good at catching up and then Febuwhump happens and i fall behind trying to stay on top of the monthly challenge AND THEN by like November i've caught up again) (also i have the TERRIBLE tendency to stop responding once i'm out of a fandom BUT I SWEAR i read them all and sob quietly to myself on days where things are exhausting so please take this as a huge I LOVE YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH ❤️)

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? brb hitting the hurt no comfort tag and figuring out what the 'worst' one was… you know what, it was we'll be a fine line (Top Gun, roosmav) - still one of my fave fics tbh, it covers the time between the first movie and where we pick up with Rooster being PISSED at Mav for pulling his papers

OR hell, if i ever could stomach to edit it, i think elbow deep (The Walking Dead, cegan) would count for this - it's almost finished i swear, just need to walk away from it after every paragraph rn

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? for who? i'd say 'till the end of the line where Bucky finally leaves Steve because they're just incompatible after all that time and trauma

Do you get hate on fics? i've gotten a bit but that's just the nature of writing non-con and/ or hurt no comfort 😅

Do you write smut? do i write anything else is the actual question haha

Craziest crossover: i… i don't crossover unless you count RPF where the actors are playing their characters to bang (i assume this doesn't count but it's as close as i get)

Have you ever had a fic stolen? yep! hilariously it was my Watcher Entertainment RPF stuff

Have you ever had a fic translated? maybe? i'm honestly not sure

Have you ever co-written a fic before? i have! a few times! honourable mentions are hold you by the edges (Watcher, limadej) with @sequencefairy (which i still reread often tbh) and keep on keepin' on (Gotham, harvey/jim) with @ponderosa121 (also a SOLID reread)

All time favorite ship? this is unfair - it absolutely depends on the brainrot at any give time. if you're asking me RIGHT NOW it's cegan, no question but like…. three months ago? who knows

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? too many to count - there's a few i think about occasionally as like a nice memory of things that could have been but the thing I WISH i would get to finish is my RP with @sparklingbinjuice which i still hope we fall back into sometimes (but both of our attention is elsewhere at the moment)

What are your writing strengths? smut and run-on sentences 😂

What are your writing weaknesses? plot and punctuation (who needs a period when you have ; and -)

Thoughts on dialogue in another language? i used to be like FUCK IT WE SPEAK RUSSIAN but i cringe when i look back on those times (and have flashbacks to writing Japanese into Gundam Wing fic in highschool) which is to say, to each their own but if i can't speak it fluently or have a friend who does who can edit, i try not to include it in my own work

First fandom you wrote in? technically it was a sweet little Luke/OC insert from Star Wars circa, ohhhhh uh, early 90s but the first fandom i fell into a spiral about is going to be Gundam Wing FOR SURE (gimme that 1x5 please and thank you, strawberries are so sweet you know?)

Favorite fic you've written? this is also unfair - it's the unnamed one in my head that i rant to Abby about while i'm drunk at 4am thanks

zero pressure tagging: @sparklingbinjuice @duchessonfire @dcmonblood @unlikelymilliner (miss you ❤️) @sequencefairy

[wolfstargazer]

I would like to hear about Without you I'm nothing

This is my 150k in-progress edit of my Remus POV Wolfstar fic. It is a dual time period piece, focused on Remus after Sirius' death and the Marauders at school so all the classics are here from my perspective of the timeline (The Prank, Sirius leaving home etc). It picks up from Patient Potions Master, but could be read without it.

Rating: M

Pairings: Wolfstar (Unresolved), James/Lily, Sirius/OC (pre-Wolfstar), Remus/OC (pre-Wolfstar),

Genre: Drama/Angst. Hurt/Comfort. Coming of Age. Dealing with Grief. Friendship. UST. Extreme Slow Burn.

Title: taken from and inspired by Without You I'm Nothing by Placebo (Feat. David Bowie).

Synopsis: Remus returns from his trip to Hogwarts feeling desolate and confused. In dealing with his grief Remus is forced to face the feelings he has tried to ignore and explain away the bitterness of years that have passed.

Snippet:

Sirius had been thinking, his grey eyes serious as he looked at Remus. After a long moment of silence, Sirius cleared his throat and began to speak, his voice warm and genuine, "Oh I don't know about that Moony…" Suddenly Sirius' expression changed and as he beat his chest in a Neanderthal manner he teased, "Well, you certainly haven't got the charm, looks and charisma I have." Remus rolled his eyes. "But you definitely have…something…"  Something about the way Sirius had said the word "something" caused Remus’ stomach to lurch. But he tried to conceal it as he laughed lightly and said, “Oh really? What’s that?”  Sirius was regarding him closely, his eyes searching his face as he searched for the right words.  “You have that sort of thing that people…I mean girls go for.” He waved his hand before explaining, “You know what I mean. That sort of…distance…” “Distance?” Remus said, confused.  “You know. That sort of aloofness. Not that I’m saying you’re cold,” Sirius hastened to add, “It’s like a stillness, you know?”  Remus didn't know. "Oh, I don't know what I'm talking about…" Sirius mumbled, half to himself and half to Remus. Remus' eyes were fixed on Sirius who had now stood up and was busying his hands by taking off his tie completely. "Maybe I’m not exactly the expert on this.”  Remus watched the way Sirius wrapped the tie he’d just removed tightly about his hand.   “All I’m saying,” Sirius continued, the embarrassment gone from his voice, the blush gone for his cheeks. “Is that maybe you’re not quite the hopeless case you think you are. And perhaps, at some point, you’ll figure that out.” 

[cantgetoutofbed2]

just in case some of u can relate

When I was in the *grade edited out*, we got a new student. It was odd, as my school was really small. Her name was Ana. She was beautiful, at least I thought so. She wasn’t beautiful to everyone else, but there was something about her that intrigued me. She was everything I’d ever wanted to be. She was dainty, pretty, quiet, and small. I befriended her quickly, and welcomed her with open arms. At first, it was a miracle. She was so sweet and caring and knowing, she gave me the best advice. She knew everything I needed to know to become who I wanted to be. I wanted to become her. And she wasn’t jealous about it. Life seemed like a dream with her. Anything I needed, she’d help me out with. “Should I buy this shirt?” I would ask her. She would say, “no, it shows too much stomach, you’ll look weird.” I could only think about what an awesome friend she was for being honest with me. “There’s a lot of oil on this pizza,” I would tell her. Without skipping a beat, she would shrug casually, “dab it off. Don’t eat the crust either. Remember, pizza doesn’t even taste that good, you’re just bored.” I would smile back. She was just what I needed. I guess I didn’t even care the way my friends warned me against her. I’ve had toxic friends before, in this day and age, everyone has. But she didn’t feel so toxic. So, I never listened to my friends when they warned me. What did they know anyway? They don’t even know anything about her. Ana was a sweet girl. Why couldn’t anyone see her the way I did?

After a while, Ana got rougher with me. She became ruder and harsher with her replies. It felt like she changed completely. I realized she was exactly who people said she was. And in typical impulsive fashion, that only intrigued me more. It caused me to get even closer to her, leading her to have an iron grip on me and my life. I barely controlled anything I did anymore; it scared me. I knew I should have cut her off, but I would only do it once push came to shove. It only got worse from there. She got so much worse, she was so mean. But I kept her close. Oddly enough, I found comfort in her. She understood what she was doing to me. And that should have made it so much worse, but for once, someone understood. We became inseparable. She was with me everywhere I went. She was in my thoughts every time I did anything. Every meal I ate, every shirt I bought, every conversation I had. She controlled all of them. Everything I did was just for an ounce of her validation. As long as she approved, it was okay. It was no longer a friendship of vanity or happiness, but one of identity. She became an identity for me. I could always run back to her no matter what I did. I could always find comfort in her. She was like a mother, she might scold me, but she still loved me. It was at her peak when I abandoned her. Enough became enough, and as the buds became flowers, and spring break became graduation, I drifted from her. I isolated myself from her for weeks, and it was hell. All I wanted was her validation. Seeing anything that reminded me even a little of her ruined my mood for the day. I missed her so desperately, I felt lost without her. It felt like my personality had been stolen away from me. But that was only because I had made her my personality. Over time, I escaped her. I still look at photos of us and think “why?” That question was all I could think. “Why?” was short for countless questions. Why did she have to be so mean? Why’d I get so attached after such a short period of time? Why did she do what she did? Why

did I let her? It wasn’t till long after I had distanced myself from her until I found out many of my friends had dealt with her. The same ones who warned me against her. I realized I should have listened to them before it was too late. But it was too late. She had gotten to me. But that isn’t even what hurts the most. What hurt the most was when she got to my other friends. I’d warned them about what a mean girl she was. They didn’t listen. What hurt was the way they ignored me, certain that I didn’t know anything, and that I wouldn’t understand. What hurt is the fact that people like that are out there, and there’s nothing I can do about it. More people were willing to help me then I first realized, so I made it my priority to help others stuck like me.

some notes: it’s smtb I turn in for my CCW, so Ana is a metaphor/symbol for anorexia. I’m atypical. Couldn’t get into too much detail abt it bc the school can send complaints, but basically getting it, recovering, and pretending I didn’t relapse.

[soft-boi-eli]

Great Red Siberian (Mamesuke) x Reader

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He was warm and you needed comfort. You had sluggishly crawled to him and asked for him to cuddle and comfort. He went soft.

Warning this isnt edited. Pls know that. Also i am sorry that i havent been posting my life is hectic.

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Being a human and in the demon castle with a uterus sucked.

While yes the demons were very kind, it didnt help that over half of them were men right now, and the pain along with uncomfortable feeling left you feeling tired and gross.

So you had crawled to the only demon you could think of. Great Red.

His room was close to yours, enough so that you just had to walk not even 50 steps. And here you were crawling. You didnt even knock. Just opened the door, ignoring the flustered dog demon, and crawled right into his bed. It happened rarely. But he didnt expect to see you tonight.

Tonight was a normal night. No loud demons, no predicted storms. Nothing. He had frozen when he smelled the blood.

"Are you hurt?" Your back had faced him, resting flush to his chest. Your face snuggled into his arm. "I hurt. Alot." He froze panic flooding his body. You moved his other arm over your stomach, placing his hand over your uterus that decided to assault you. "Mamesuke. It hurts here." It had clicked slightly, he had heard of periods from a book on humans he had read, just so he wasnt caught off guards with their hostages.

"Here you say. Ok. Let me rub it to make you feel better." "Please Mamesuke." His hands already made you feel better from the heat and pressure.

You whimpered as his fingers pressed into your skin, kneading over the swollen organ and bloat. Yet he only burried his face into your neck, letting you use his arm as a pillow and his body as your own personal heater. It was perfect for you.

The pain had slowly melted away. "You cant sleep in this, it doesnt look comfy. Lets get you into something better." He had barely moved and you pouted at him. "If you change i will continue the massage. I will even do your back." That stopped you from pouting and you were sitting up and ready to strip off your clothes.

Great Red had faced the closet, pulling out a large worn out tee shirt. Only to turn back to see you in only your undergarments. He threw the shirt on the bed as he turned back to the closet fast.

"Mamesuke. Massage please." He had turned back to you seeing your laying on his bed on your stomach. Your body adorned in his large shirt.

"Ok." He slipped next to you, his hand found its way to the arch of your back, fingers pressed into each muscle as he softly kneaded. Your body relaxed. He couldnt help but to just watch you, your once tense body went near limp.

But while yes you enjoyed the feeling you couldnt help but want to be completely covered by him. "Cuddles?" His ears barely picked up the question. Sighing slightly at the sudden change he smiled. "Yes. I'll lay down and you get comfortable. Ok?" You only nodded into the pillow.

He was always so soft and comforting when you needed it. It might of been the reason you had falling in love with the big dog. He had laid on his side, giving you full acess to the full 6'10 of fur and warmth. Scooting back against him your back went flush to his chest. Head resting over a pillow as you maneuvered his arms around you.

One had resting over your stomach again and the other was once more forced under your head as a pillow. Your legs tangled up with his, your feet rested in the crooks of his knees.

"You can always come here. Whenever you want." He burried his face into your hair. His hand gently rubbed over your whole stomach as he curled up tighter to you. "Good. I plan on sleeping here for the next week. Your so comfy, Mamesuke." The scent of him and the warmth slowly lulled you to sleep. He watched as your breaths slowed and evened out. Through the whole thing he didnt realize nor did you feel but his tail had thumped happily as he too drifted off into a peaceful sleep, softly mumbling "i would be happy if you stayed forever."

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Thank you for reading again sorry i am MIA alot life is constantly in the way. Have a good day everyone.

[fairqves]

𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇ 𝑀𝑂𝑂𝐷 𝑆𝑊𝐼𝑁G𝑆 !

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 bf! 𝑛ishimura riki x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which riki takes care of you on your period ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 1102 ⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, cramps, food, pet names, y/n being cranky ! requested ⸝⸝ ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

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YOU STIRRED AWAKE WITH A KNOWING DEEP SENSE OF DREAD.

the familiar, unwelcome ache in your abdomen signalled the start of a tough day.

as you rolled over in bed, clutching your stomach, you realize your period has arrived with a painful vengeance.

the cramps are more intense than usual, and the deadly mood swings are already making their presence known.

riki, your playful and loving boyfriend, was already up and about.

he poked his head into the bedroom with a bright grin, clearly in a great mood, not mixing well with your own. — more under cut !

"morning, sleepyhead! want some breakfast?"

his cheerfulness is usually contagious, but today, it grates on your nerves harshly.

you mustered up a weak smile and shook your head.

"no, ki. not today, sorry."

he pouts, but you can see the mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes.

"oh, come on. you need to eat something. how about pancakes? or waffles- i could even make some-"

"did you hear not hear me? i said no, riki,"

you snap, a bit harsher than intended. the pain and frustration coursing through your body getting the better of you.

riki's smile faltered.

"okay, okay, no need to bite my head off,"

he mutters, looking hurt. he turns away, muttering something under his breath.

the guilt of your actions hits you instantly, but the pain is relentless.

you grab your pain relievers from the bedside table and swallow a couple, hoping they'll kick in soon.

as you lie back down, you hear riki moving around in the living room, but you can't bring yourself to get up and apologize.

minutes pass, then an hour. the cramps show no sign of letting up, and the painkillers seem to be doing little to no help.

you hear riki's footsteps approaching again, and he peeks into the room, this time with a more grim expression.

"do you need anything?" he asks, his voice gentle and soft.

"just some peace and quiet," you mumble, turning away from him.

you couldn’t bear to look at him, knowing quite well you've hurt his feelings.

he doesn't say anything, just closes the door softly behind him.

you felt a pang of guilt again, but you're too exhausted to do anything about it.

you told yourself you’d apologize the next time he makes his way into the room, with a grin making its way onto your features thinking about your boyfriend.

you close your eyes, hoping to drift off to sleep and escape the pain for a little while.

suddenly, you hear the front door open and close.

you sat up, alarmed. did riki just leave? panic sat in quickly.

what if he left because you snapped at him?

the thought made your eyes well up with tears. you didn't mean to be so harsh; it was just the pain talking.

you curled up on the bed, hugging your knees to your chest, and let the tears flow.

you feel utterly miserable, both physically and emotionally. the cramps are bad, but the thought of riki being upset with you is even worse.

time passes slowly, each minute dragging on like an eternity. you hear the front door open again, and a wave of relief washes over you.

riki's back. but you're still crying, and you don't want him to see you like this.

the bedroom door creaks open, and riki steps in, carrying a large shopping bag. he freezes when he sees you crying, his face softening immediately.

"hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asks, rushing to your side worriedly.

"i... i thought you left because i snapped at you," you choke out between sobs.

riki looks at you with a mixture of confusion and concern.

"why would you think that? i just went to get something."

you look at him, your eyes red and puffy, making his heart break.

"because i was so mean to you, and then you just left."

he places the bag on the floor and sits beside you on the bed, pulling you into his arms gently.

"oh, baby, i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to make you feel that way." he gently strokes your hair, his touch soothing.

"you didn't," you whisper, sniffling.

"it's just... everything hurts, and i feel so bad for snapping at you."

he pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes.

"it's okay. i know you're in pain. i should have been more understanding."

he kisses your forehead, then reaches for the bag.

"i went to get you some things to make you feel better."

curiosity piqued, you peek into the bag as he pulls out various items.

there are your favorite pads, a selection of chocolates, a cute teddy bear, and a huge selection of your very own comfort foods.

your heart swelled with gratitude and love.

"ki, you didn't have to do all this," you say, your voice trembling, all a sudden feeling incredibly emotional.

he smiles softly.

"i wanted to. i hate seeing you in pain. i’d do anything to make you feel better."

you throw your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"thank you. you're amazing."

he giggles, that familiar playful spark returning to his eyes.

"anything for my girl."

he kisses you again, this time on the lips, a sweet, lingering kiss that makes you forget about the pain for a moment.

for the rest of the day, riki stayed by your side, pampering you with affection and care.

he heats up a warm towel for your stomach, brings you snacks, and even puts on your favorite movies.

when the pain becomes too much, he holds you close, whispering soothing words and rubbing your back.

as the evening goes on, the pain starts to dull, and you feel a sense of comfort and peace.

riki's presence, his love and care, make all the difference.

you cuddle up to him on the couch, the teddy bear clutched in your arms, feeling safe and loved.

"thank you, riki," you murmur, your head resting on his shoulder.

he wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer.

"no need to thank me. i love you, and i'll always be here for you, no matter what."

“plus.. who else would deal with your mood swings?”

you smile at his words, finally feeling the day end as you close your eyes, snuggling into his warmth.

despite the rough beginning, the day has turned into one filled with love and tenderness, all thanks to riki.

and as you drift off to sleep, you know that no matter how bad things get, you'll always have riki to depend on.

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