#It'll be okey

[keeps-ache]

new designs new me!

[morelikesin]

The beast was uh. Not wrangled let's say

The urge to throw Sam in one of the outfits from the You Like It - Bimbos music video is a beast I am struggling to wrangle

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

Sanzu oneshot

Warnings: angst, argument, obsessive behaviour, toxic relationship, slight physical abuse, reader dies in the end

Sanzu opened the door of your shared bedroom, harshly shoving you inside, not caring if you almost fell on the floor. He was angry, furious even. You seriously started thinking that he might have killed you today or tomorrow. "Why the hell did you say that to Mikey?! I told you thousands times to don't fucking disobey, didn't I?" He yelled at you, which was nothing new by now.

It was always like that, he placed Mikey above you. If you as much as thought badly of Mikey, Sanzu immediately would start arguments with you. Bonten, in which you forcingly were dragged into, has completely ruined your life so you wanted to leave the organisation as soon as possible but there wasn't a turning back without betraying Mikey. But that wasn't possible for you in the fear of your own lover, Bonten's number 2, mercilessly killing you.

Month ago, you started half-heartedly doing the missions given by Mikey and today, at the meeting, you refused to do certain mission he gave you due to you not feeling comfortable with it. Which lead you to where you are now. Alone in the room with furious Sanzu who's fighting himself to don't beat you up right where you stand.

"I can't carry out every single mission, okey? There are times when I get hurt and uncomfortable with it." You defended yourself, definitely not planning to sleep with some random men in order to kill them just because someone asked you to.

"Well sorry, love, but this is criminal organisation you serve, not the freaking kindergarten!" He raised his voice higher, spreading his hands widely as if to tell you what an obvious thing your head couldn't process. "We all get hurt here and we all hurt others. As if it's a your fucking first time doing it-"

"Well it'll be last." You cut him off, making his eyebrows furrow. "Sanzu, I..." The urge to just end things between you two and leave Bonten was so strong but you were terrified. Who wouldn't be? The thought of being killed by your lover is terrifying. "I want all of this end. I can't take it anymore." You finally uttered the words, trying to explain to him, trying to make him understand how you feel.

He just stared at you with blank look before stepping towards you, alarming you. Sanzu just casually walked towards you, grabbing your head with both of his hand unbelievably gently. You couldn't tell what he was thinking about while staring at you with those eyes. He was eerily calm before his grip on your head started to tighten to the point it horribly hurt. "Sanzu...Sanzu!" You hissed in pain, trying to push him away but he didn't even budge.

It hurt. It felt like he was trying to break your skull with his hands. Finally, he spoke. "End things? Who gave you right to do so? I don't give a fuck if you can take it or not. You got into Bonten and you'll stay here. You fell in love with me? You won't fucking fall out." He chuckled but nothing was funny. He wasn't joking, he was furious. He finally let go of your head as you grabbed it to soothe the pain, falling on the bed.

He pinned you down on the bed, his veins popping on his forehead but he smiled. The chills run down your spine, sweat rolling down your forehead. "I can't let you go without teaching you a lesson now, can I?"

He threw you further on the bed, grabbing your ankle when you tried to run away, pulling you to him. "Sanzu, please..." Your eyes started watering up. Gosh, you hate him. He was fucking deranged, why did you even fell in love with him? Why are you still trying to convince himself that he'll change? Why are you trying to excuse his behaviour as if he's not caging you in a relationship.

"Please what, hm? C'mon doll, speak up. You had so much to say to Mikey earlier. Speak now too." He bit your neck way too hard. It hurt, gosh it horribly hurt. Small amount of blood started rolling down from the bite. "It hurts, Sanzu..." You hissed. Why were you even saying this? It's not like he'd care, at least not now, not in this moment. "Good. It's supposed to."

He harshly grabbed your chin, putting strength to it, making it hard for you to breathe. "You seriously didn't think that I would kiss the pain away when you decided to mess everything up, did you?" He mockingly laughed, shaking his head.

He was about to give you your deserved punishment, the one kind that would erase every thought of betrayal from that pretty brain of yours.

[elliesspacewalker]

"You see someone unwilling to change, I see someone who hasn't been connected with yet. You see denial, I see someone hurting. You see someone nodding out, I see god telling us they need help. Addiction is a game, and it'll kill you if you let it."

Warnings: 18+, use of drugs, narcotics, ice, blood, mentions of suicide and depression, some flirting, mentions of sex but no smut, shit gets DEEP. :))

Based off this this

You and Dina had been friends for years, she knows you well and you know her well- you were somewhat of a shy college girl, always sticking to your friend group and never really involving yourself in other groups of people..

With this being said, you had always suffered from chronic pain, just the usual back pain and knee pain like a fucking 80-year-old man that's had 5 kids and has no desire to live.

Dina had given you Ellie's number so you can buy off her, a nice dealer who you've interacted with a few times, she was unaware of your addictive habits because she didn't know you well, it started off with a text asking her for some narcotics and her coming to your apartment.

"Hey" she smiles kindly as you open the door "y/n right?" you nod, she smiles again, looking around your small tidy apartment.

"here's the stuff" she pulls out a small baggie filled with a brown substance, "here's the cash" you hand her a 50 dollar note and she looks at you confused "this is 50... It's only 35" she frowns, holding the cash in her hands.

"it's a tip" you grab the substance from her hand, "you don't need to tip your dealer" she explains and you chuckle "I'm aware... I've purchased narcotics before, I only tip the cute ones anyways" Ellie chuckles at your statement and bobs her head up and down slowly with a smile on her face "righttt, so I'm lucky?"

"Consider yourself lucky" you clear your throat, trying to clear the slight awkwardness in the air. "Well, it was nice meeting you Ellie" she smiles at you and makes her way out of your apartment.

As soon as Ellie leaves you find yourself having a great time with the narcotics, the feeling of warmness and Euphoria filling your altered-drug state, you couldn't stop smiling- it felt amazing, and you never wanted to let go of this feeling... Soon enough you fell into a deep drug-induced slumber, you felt like no matter what the world throws at you, you'd be able to handle it, this was only the beginning of your addiction.

Dina was at your apartment the next day, talking about Jesse's party and inviting you along, obviously, you agreed almost immediately; upon arriving at the party you realized that it wasn't really a party without some drugs, you got a few shots in, and text Ellie, your drunken mind all over the place- Ellie was a bit worried by your drunken messages and flirty texts but brushed it off fairly quickly, arriving at the party.

"elliiieeee" you smile and she laughs, walking over to you "hey, you okey?" her question is sincere and filled with a hint of concern "I'm great" your voice is slurred and Ellie pulls out a baggie of a clear, crystal looking substance "ice is what you wanted right?" you nod quickly, "you got a pipe or?" you shake your head "shoot up time mother fucker" you laugh and Ellie grows concerned, but she's never sold you ice before so doesn't think anything of it so she brushes off her concerns.

"Dina, keep an eye on her will you? I'll still be here" Ellie asks Dina firmly and Dina agrees, watching you dilute the drug in a random sort of liquid-

as soon as you feel the drug travel through your veins, your mind runs to places- it almost makes you feel invincible, you feel happy and very talkative. Pupils huge, you walk around the party, sweaty and yapping everyone's ear off, people looked at you like you were fucking insane, but why the fuck would you care? This shit feels good in your veins, soon enough the teeth grinding happens, and you could barely understand what was going on besides how fucking funny everything was.

In a rage to look for Ellie, you finally find her. "Hey, you, you feeling good?" her voice unsure, tilting her head to the side, wow, she looked hot, really fucking hot and suddenly all you could think about was how fucking horny you were, you nod quickly and laugh, eventually yapping her ear off about everything and anything you could think of- your confidence shining through "did I ever tell you how hot you were?" you giggle, she smiles. "ahh, yes, the drunken and high you, wonderful" her voice is slightly sarcastic but still genuine, "you wanna go home?" you nod, and you basically skip to her car, filled with energy.

"Look, I know I'm your dealer and everything, but maybe lay off the drugs, please?"

Days eventually turned into weeks of using, and you felt like you couldn't stop anymore, but you didn't care all that really mattered to you was getting your next fix.

The blood stains your arm after every shoot-up, you never really bothered to shower to get rid of the stains, the high was too good and too powerful- days started to morph together, you couldn't sleep anymore, your weight quickly dropping, your mother growing concerned after seeing you at your apartment, barely functioning, you would hyper-focus on cleaning your apartment- hours and hours you would go on and you'd still be cleaning the same spot.

Eventually, Ellie came over more often because she was slowly growing attached to you, but would get concerned after seeing you hyper-focus on the stupidest shit, it could be learning how to play piano or watching 3 movies in a row, not a single blink out of you, just staring.

"you sure you're good?" she asks cautiously, you look at her with tired eyes and a drug-fueled mind you nod, and before you know it the feeling of bugs crawling all over your body was set in your mind, these bugs wouldn't go away no matter how much you fucking showered or fucking itched, they wouldn't go away- but if you smoked more the feeling would go away, only temporarily though and as soon as you were sober withdrawals kicked in. It was at this moment Ellie knew you had an addiction, she didn't know how to help, she felt almost helpless to your addiction but she knew if she kept selling to you she'd be enabling your behavior. You both shared a lot of memories while you were high 24/7, cuddling with her, and watching movies, she even taught you how to play guitar and she couldn't forgive herself for the guilt that she had started this problem.

You were out of everything you had no more ice left, no more morphine, no more heroin, nothing... It was 1am and you were frantically texting Ellie for more, you knew she was seeing the messages but she wasn't replying, you groaned loudly "fuck" you mutter under your breath, hovering over the call button and finally pressing it.

"hello?" Ellie answers the phone, her voice unsure of what to expect "do you have any more stuff?" the line is quiet "hello?"

"y/n, I-" she huffs out "I can't keep selling to you, you're hooked. I'm sorry" this is when your mind goes into a straight fight or flight response "Ellie baby, please I'm desperate I'll take anything you have please"

"dude, your fucking let off the hook. I can't keep supplying to you and knowing you're struggling- go to rehab" her voice is firm "you're my fucking dealer Ellie, not my friend, what the fuck?"

"well, fuck me for fucking caring about you dude, I got attached and I can't keep doing this to you, so no, stop asking me" the guilt straining her voice "This is your fault, you did this to me" Ellie hums, knowing how addicts act, "you asked, I supplied, you're struggling- please, for yourself, not for me, quit and get help, you need it"

"can I come over?" your voice is weak "why? so you can steal my pills from my cabinet again? Fuck no" you scratch at your legs, the feeling of bugs still there, life felt fucking unbearable, you would rather just fucking kill yourself right now- one line would put you out of this fucking misery and you knew that it would, but only for a short time, your voice breaking as you speak, your eyes filled with tears.

"Ellie..." she cuts you off "we'll talk about this when you're sober babe, no more kiddo. I'm sorry"

I didn't die, but I'm still in writers block so I don't know how good this will be but enjoy, I'll probably make a part 2 at some point

Just going to put this out there, I've struggled with addiction myself and I know of people who have, and if you ever do struggle don't feel ashamed to get help.

[shiny-jr]

hi shiny ! i saw ur post on that anon who was asking abt AI i use it too ! i don’t use it to write my works but i use it to refine it like my grammar and punctuation.. i feel like it’s bad. even though all the ideas, and writing are mine (minus the better synonyms and punctuation)

so need a genuine writer on how they feel abt it cause i feel like after all the AI hate i don’t think my writings are okey.

Well, there are a lot better sites to use. I can recommend some resources? So maybe take a look at some of these and consider using them as tools without the need for AI!

WordHippo - This one is my personal favorites, and I've mentioned it in multiple other posts. It's great for finding anything word related, like definitions, synonyms, antonyms, etc. I literally use it all the time, whenever I'm writing something.

GoogleDocs - This is my preferred site to write. It's where I keep all my drafts and saved files when it comes to writing. There are others though like Word and such, but I just prefer this application because it can be used without downloading any app and it's free. Plus, some of the time, it'll catch spelling mistakes and such. Additionally, recent updates on it added a feature to create subtabs within a single document, which really helps when I'm creating an extensive project. So for example, I'll create the document, and have a separate subtab on it for the story, another subtab for notes, another for ideas, etc.

Reading - It's also important to read. I don't mean reading of your own work, but while that is important too, I mean read over things you like. Try to understand why you enjoyed what you read. Was it something about the style, the word choice, descriptions, plot, characters, themes, etc? The list goes on. Find what you like and build on it. Maybe you like a certain author's style. It's okay to attempt to emulate (not directly copy) it, and form your own style from that.

Share - Sharing is vital, and posting falls under this. While I understand this may be more difficult to complete depending on if you have mutuals that would give good critiques or not, if you do have friends and are confident in them, maybe they might be willing to read one of your works and give pointers. Keep in mind, this doesn't work for everyone. I know a lot of writers who prefer not to share their work before posting, I only share my own work with like one person before posting, others have multiple friends who read their work before posting. It varies.

Acceptance - I will say this: accept that your writing is not perfect. And that's okay. Literally, no matter what you do, you will have supporters and you will have haters. You yourself may sit there and believe your writing is not good enough. Believe me, this is a very common thought process amongst writers.

I remember being so hesitant and scared to post in the beginning. My writing was BAD, I will be the first to admit. But that's because I was inexperienced. With time and effort, my experience grew and so did my skill. It became something that I'm sometimes proud of, sometimes I'm not. That's just how it is. Even now, years later, I still get those negative thoughts and anxiety as I look at the post button when finishing a project. Those thoughts creep in and I begin to doubt myself. But, I think I would rather post it and risk the chance of maybe regretting it later instead of the alternative where I never posted something and regretted never sharing it.

[selfloverrrrrr]

The Fallen Angel~

Chapter 2

Masterlist , This Story Masterlist

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

Warnings : love, fluff, a lot of plots, smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, Kidnapping, physically and emotional abuse, biting, torture, size difference, fallen angel gojo....

Summary: Gojo Satoru was an angel. But instead of falling in hell accidentally he falls on earth and got a life like humans. Then the story begins....

The privious chapter

We finally reached the garden. But what was that...? All of our eyes widened. We've never seen this in our whole life. There was a man on the ground of our garden. But he wasn't like normal human. He looks like a normal human but it has two big white wings on it's back.

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"Uh... hey...ummm hello? Who are you?" Geto asked. That creature looked towards us. He has the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. "P-Please.... P-Please don't kill me.... I'm not any monster... P-Please help me" he sobbed looking at Geto. "It's... it's okey we're not gonna kill you..." Geto said. "W-will you help m-me?" That creature asked. "Yes we'll... can you tell us who are you?" Geto asked.

"I-I'm.... I'm an angel....h-he... He threw me out of heaven" the creature said. "Who is he...?" Geto asked. I put a hand on Geto's shoulder. "Geto, I don't think he's in a state to explain everything...we should bring him inside and clean him...he looks injured" I said. Geto nodded.

We bring him inside our house. There were some cuts on his legs. I was cleaning those cuts. Me and Shoko were there and the boys were in the other room discussing something. "So... what is your name?" I asked cleaning those cuts on his legs. "M-my...my name is Gojo Satoru" he said looking at me as if he was scared. "Really?... that's a very nice name!" I said smiling at him. "Thank you" he said smiling in joy. His fear was gone in a second...he was like a child. "Gojo Satoru?... I think I've heard that name before somewhere..." Shoko said. "Where?" I asked. "Tsk... can't remember" she replied.

"yeah... Gojo Satoru is really a nice name" Geto said. We saw Geto, Nanami and Haibara came in our room. There was a knife in Geto's hand. "Can you come here please...we wanna talk" Nanami said. Me and Shoko went to them. "What?" We asked. "We've to cut his wings" Geto whispered. "Wtfff...why??!!!" I asked. "Are you out of your mind?!" Shoko said. "Look try to understand!!! The royal family will kill him if they saw him and find out he's an angel or maybe gonna torture him!!!" Geto said. We all got silent. "But... it'll hurt him" I said. "And if they find out he's gonna get more hurt!!!" Nanami said. Again we all got silent. "Let me do it" Geto said and we'll went to Gojo.

Gojo looked at us with doe eyes. "W-what are you all doing?" He asked. "Nothing...we were talking about help you" Geto said and sit infront of him. "You all gonna help me??" He said it loudly with joy. "Ofcourse we'll" Nanami said who was sitting behind Gojo.

They both grabbed him tightly. "W-what are you doing?" Gojo asked innocently. But when he looked behind he saw a knife on his wings. 'a-are you gonna c-cut my wings...?" Gojo asked looking at Geto with panic. "P-Please don't... please stop" he begged. Geto tried to cut it. "PLEASE NOOOO....STOPPPPP!!!!" Gojo screamed. Geto jabbed on Gojo's Wing but didn't cut off. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" GOJO CRIED OUT. He was crying and sobbing now. "Geto stop!!!" I said and Geto stopped.

As Geto stopped. Gojo immediately got out of their grab and rush towards me. He hugged me. I hugged him back. "It's okey... it's fine" I said. "Please don't cut my wings...it hurts too much" he sobbed. "Don't worry... noone is gonna cut your wings" I said. " But what if the royal family find out??...we have to!" Geto said. Gojo's hug got tight as Geto said that. I can understand he was frightened. "I don't care... we're gonna handle it...you can see it's hurting him...we can't hurt him!!!" I said. "Fine..." Geto Singhed. "It's okey... you heard it... they won't cut your wings " I whispered stroking Gojo's hair. He finally stopped crying.

Chapter 3

[ragnarockz]

*rolls window down* Hi, hello! Can I have? Wait a minute, I have written it on my notes app, the menu was so extended, hehe

Okey, so it'll be an order of:

9. Don't hold back

23."Don't be gentle with me—I like it when you're rough."

25."Fuck—uh! I love it when you touch me like that."

With Butch!Agatha, agent Vidal and a medium-sized strap, please? I can make it large for only $1? Yeah, sure, I think I can take it :D

Thank you very much, have a lovely day ✨️

*Rolls window up and drives away without paying*

Motherfucker didn't even pay! 😡🤬

ENJOY YOUR PROMPT, ASSHOLE!

I'm sure these two are at least 👀⬇ Callback to this post and, this song being the inspo for the room number!

Agnes pulled into the parking spot outside of their motel room, number 21, and parked the car. She reached over to the passenger seat, grabbing the 'have a nice day!' plastic bag with all her and Vidal's 'necessities' she had run out to grab at the nearest gas station. Most, if not all of it was junk food, a bar of soap and, a lighter since she had misplaced hers somewhere between this motel and the last. She grabbed her bag, got out of the car and locked it before pulling up to number 21.

She tried the knob, open, as Vidal said she would leave it just in case she was going to jump into the shower. Agnes didn't hear the water running. A quick turn to her right and she was face to face with Agent Vidal lounging on their bed in a emerald green satin teddy. Her hair was down; tousled as if she had just shaken it free from her claw clip. It looked soft around her, how it fell on her shoulders. She didn't look bothered by the head at all, not how Agnes looked and felt in her frizzy, messy ponytail. Vidal smiled wide when she saw Agnes back with their belongings, looking hot and sweaty from the late afternoon sun.

Agnes strode over to the bed, placing the bag down. Vidal didn't even glance at it, didn't even sneak a peek. She was too focused on Agnes; too focused on the bulge between her legs.

"What did they say?"

"Who?"

"Whoever. At the gas station. They say anything to you? Did they even notice?"

Agnes shrugged, tried to play it off cool but she was already turned on. She had left turned on. Drove to the gas station turned on. She had walked up and down the few aisles grabbing the stuff they needed and caught sight of herself in the glass of the fridge doors. Vidal had asked her to wear her toy out, to be ready for when she got back to the motel. It felt like a promise, a dirty secret. Sneaking around in a motel, just the two of them in between state lines. Time bleeding into itself as they spent another hot night together; the AC blown out in the room and the mini fridge not stocked.

"Don't hold back, Vidal...help yourself,"

Agnes whispered as she stood as close to the edge of the bed as she could so that Vidal didn't have to reach too far. Vidal reached her hand out, looped her pointer and middle fingers through the belt loop on Agnes' shorts and pulled them down with a hard tug. The deep purple silicone cock bounced free, stood erect for Vidal as if it was a true indication of Agnes' feelings. How many times did she wish she could get hard herself just so Vidal could 'see' her arousal for her? Too many times to keep track of.

Vidal's fingers wrapped around the base of the toy, grasping gently, running her nails over it. Agnes hissed, trying to soak in the possible feeling of it; what it would feel like if it was her own. She glared down at Vidal, clenching her teeth as she pulled her hips back in protest,

"Don't be gentle with me...I like it when you're rough."

It was Vidal's turn to clench her teeth, holding back a moan as she nodded her head. She got to the edge, sat over it with her legs hanging over and Agnes closed the gap. Vidal's face was basically touching Agnes' stomach; the toy almost touching her. She took the silicone back into her hand again, clutching harder this time. Her left hand found its way underneath the toy, trying to rub at Agnes' clit from behind the harness.

'Did you...ever think you'd...be getting a hand job from me? FBI Agent Vidal in a motel?"

Agnes moaned loudly, pushing her hips forward. Vidal kept the tension in her hand, deep and long strokes. She was pumping at the toy, applying pressure. She glanced down only once to see Agnes' legs shaking, trying not to buckle as she both felt the tug from the harness and the rubbing of Vidal's fingers in between her legs.

"God, Baby, you're so wet for me already...."

Vidal moaned under her breath as her fingers dared to push up inside of Agnes. She was soaked; completely turned on by everything Vidal was doing to her, for her. She prodded the two fingers that had grabbed the belt loop earlier into Agnes' pussy; embracing the warmth and wet, the arousal. Agnes moaned; trying to move even closer to Vidal, to the edge of the bed. Her right leg moved, thigh coming in towards Vidal. She was close enough to ride it but not at the right height; the mattress too high for her. Agnes moaned in frustration, her words coming out rushed, irritated,

"Fuck, Vidal...uh! I love it when you fucking touch me like that."

Vidal smirked, moving both her hands in a rhythm that only worked for her. She was staring up into Agnes' face, seeing how she wrinkled her nose, the way her top teeth bit down on her lip and created that dent into the skin. It would be rough there when they kissed but Vidal didn't mind, knew it was that way because of her.

"When I touch you like what, Daddy? When I rub your cock or when I finger your cunt?"

Agnes pulled away completely, felt the spring of the toy between her legs, Vidal's fingers leaving her. Vidal giggled, crab walking backwards onto the bed so Agnes could get on, coming in between her. She loved when she could drive right home to Agnes' arousal, her libido. It was easy to make her ruthless, to get her to hone in on her desires. She thew away any formality, any manners. She was crawling now towards Vidal, cornering her between the pillows and headboard.

They smiled at one another, teeth and all. Agnes noticed how hot the room had become, sweltering with barely any air coming in from the open window. Vidal noticed how Agnes' hand had gone in between her legs, guiding the toy towards Vidal.

The smiley face printed bag laid abandoned on the bed; the contents no longer needed for the time being. Their necessity becoming more than an indulgence in the face of their desire; their utmost need for one another instead.

[canonisdead]

Po and Guardian are my favorite unhealthy duo.

They'd purposely fuck over the other if it'll make them survive.

Right now I'm just thinking of scenes that idk if I'll write.

Guardian: Okay we need to stick together and get to the station to call for help

Po, crossing her fingers behind her back: Okey dokey :)

Later Po knocking out Guardian in the Mountains and stealing all of his stuff and bolting to the gate

Then Yeti just stumbling upon Guardian's unconscious body oh look free food.

And when Guardian wakes up he realizes with slow shock that his night vision camera is gone, his notes are gone, and his map is gone. "Did that little brat take my stuff"

[tinymehilainen]

this one is under the cut because it is NSFW. dialogue only, so not that explicit. minor references to puppy play.

Puppy's new trick, part one.

"Bojan, hei, listen I'm sorry now is really bad time for video call, can I call you- Bojan, are you-?"

"Naked, yeah."

"Oh fuck."

"Exactly. Where are you?"

"Going to studio."

"You sure this is a bad time?"

"Really bad time. Fuck you look good."

"I do, don't I. But it's a bad time for you so I guess I'll just end the call and uhh.."

"And what?"

"Have my own fun. Without you."

"You can't wait half hour?"

"I could... but I don't think I want to."

"Bojan please."

"Please what?"

"I want see, please."

"Well you're looking at me right now."

"Bojan I have record label boss in studio right now, waiting for me."

"Looks like one of us is going to have to keep waiting. The boss or me. And I really don't think it should be me. Because you see.. see this right here? I don't think it's fair to keep me waiting rock hard like this, do you?"

"Vitun vitun vittu."

"Did you just close your eyes? And here I thought you said I looked good."

"That's the problem! I can't walk into studio with my dick like- like- like lipputanko watafak is lipputanko in English I can't think- fuck! I can't look at your lipputanko and not get it too."

"I don't know that word but if you don't want to see that... then maybe this? You gave me this one, you remember? You said every puppy needs a cute tail, right?"

"Ei saatana, Bojan."

"How long is that boss of yours around, hmm?"

"He said he have half hour."

"Okay. Well I'm going to give you twenty minutes, starting from the end of this call. I can be a good puppy for twenty minutes but no more, not a minute more."

"Okei, okei twenty minutes."

"You said you want to see, yes?"

"Yes, fuck yes."

"So call me back, before the twenty minutes is up."

"I call you?"

"Yes. Because if you feel your phone in your pocket vibrating, that's me letting you know that you are missing it, right at that moment, and puppy is not playing anymore, okay?"

"You mean if I don't call you- "

"Then I will be hitting the call button just in time to let you know I'm coming. It'll be like I'm coming in your pocket. You'll know it's happening... but boohoo, you will not get to see it. Might even have to look your boss in the eye while knowing I'm coming all over myself."

"Jumalauta sä oot julma. You are bad, bad puppy Bojan!"

"And you have a record boss to talk to. Twenty minutes! Hurry along now!"

"Fuck - I'm calling you! Seventeen minutes! No, sixteen!"

"I - ah, that feels good - I hope so, for your sake."

"Stop touching your dick, Bojan!"

"Ahh, nope. Tick, tock. Bye now!"

"Perhana! Vitun Bojan."

[silly-1lesbian]

Imagine this;

Rainy day and Agatha is cuddled up with Nicky and Rio, they are watching Disney (I feel like Nicky is the type of kid that watch the same movie every night) and it's everything so perfect and peaceful, they are laughing about Nicky, about how he already knows all the dialogues of the movie and still insists on watching it, Rio looks at Agatha with so much love, it still seems like the first day of their relationship, where everything was so intense...

And then Agnes wakes up, confused by a dream of a woman she swears to detest in a magical world where her son still lives.

Okey, so, I'm writing a fanfiction like this and it'll be publishing in some days, I'll be in ao3, but I'm not sure if I should publishing here, what do you think?

[ilikethecolorredsstuff]

Yeah Okey, but i firmly believe that hogwarts founders programed the sorting hat to sort students based on aesthetics or just picks what color suits them best out of the houses colors, but since they died and no one was there to correct the hat when it felt like exaggerating its purpose, we have houses stereotypes 1000 years later.

The hat is just too embarrassed to admit that it caused all the chaos so it just keeps up the act hoping it'll fix itself.

[yoselin-uyu]

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Okey so for me it's something to have 300+ Followers although i don't even post Often or almost everything are oc's of mine, So im actually even Surprised that I reached 100, but yeah why not? It'll be a new year soon why not start like this?. Im not the best but thanks. :')

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Winners will be tagged in the future, there will be 3 winners (or 5 depending on if I feel encouraged to do others) Here or some examples of how the drawings are gonna be...

For the first winner it'll be a ship art or just two Charecter's together!

2nd winner, a +half body Charecter :')

And for the 3rd, a Bust drawing !

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[the-s1lly-corner]

Okey hiiii, anon who ordered like 10 leters for Adam with the bonus. I am extremely sorry, I have no idea how I overlooked the info about the limit. If that's okey I want to ask for the right amout of letters this time.

It would be lovely if you did N,P and Z

Thank you very much and again im sorry for my mistake.

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N AND P FOR ADAM

You're all good!! Sorry if I seemed a little annoyed or rude when answering you 😭 I was already in a bit of a sour mood but that's no excuse to be a like that to me innocent person!! Writing this for the queue so its gonna be.. weird.. but Z has already been done! Hopefully it'll be out before this so you dont have to wait for it !! If it is it should be linked in the mastpost!

Sorry if this is a little short by the by !! Was a little stumped with the N!!

NO:

Adam doesnt have a lot of deal breakers, actually. "Game is game" mentality if I'm understanding it right; there aren't a lot of things that will outright totally instantly break his attraction to you. Sure he might be grossed out or annoyed by small petty things.. though perhaps those could snow ball into something that can break the relationship?

PETNAMES:

He likes calling you "Babe" and "Dollface" though there are a few more vulgar or dirty names he likes to call you. I'm sure you can use your imagination!

He likes being called a myriad of things, notably "Hot stuff" and "Babe" gets a reaction out of him

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

hi i would like to make a request (headcanons or one shot, what do you like more) with baji x fem reader (where he is 14 years old), she is his girlfriend, and also she lives with a neglectful father and has to raise her younger siblings on her own. (maybe if you watched "shameless" you can make the father look like Frank, and the reader like Fiona, if you don't know it's okey but I will make a note that even though Frank was a bad father, Fiona was still his favorite daughter) and how Baji would treat her in this situation, maybe help her with siblings or chores, also please make it so that they know each other since childhood

Hello! Yet another request that I'm doing way too late lol. Thank you so much for requesting tho! And no I haven't watched Shameless but I've seen enough Tiktok of it to get the idea.

You and Baji have known each other since childhood and your families are very close. It wasn't much of a surprise for your family when you two started dating, considering how much time you two have spent together.

Though, starting a relationship was extremely big choice for you and you've been very hesitant in that because of your family's situation. And Baji has been nothing but understanding towards your situation.

He's very aware of what kind of family you have and he's genuinely very understanding and comforting to you because of that.

I feel like he'd take you to amusement parks and etc a lot because he wants you to enjoy your childhood. Since amusement parks are kids' favourite and you just...didn't get to enjoy any of it before.

Yes he'd come over a lot, especially when you need help, and would help you out even if it's with chores.

His home's door is ALWAYS open for you. If you just don't want to stay at your house and need a break from all of it, you're more than welcome to stay at his place.

Genuinely gets so angry when your family, especially your parents, don't appreciate you and your efforts. Yea he wouldn't get too involved since at the end of the day, it's still family business. But he'd say things like "Don't you think you're just being selfish? I mean, if I had a sister who would give up her entire childhood just to raise me well, I'd go as far to kill for her and die for her." or "You're asking her to support you when you have never in your life supported her?" to your siblings after they'd complain about absolutely stupid shit that you didn't do for them.

When you seek any kind of comfort, he'd gladly comfort you. For example cuddle with you and calm you down when you're crying, telling you how he's proud of you and etc.

But seriously, there has been times when he just snapped and told you to pack your things up and live with him because he can't stand to see you suffering.

Just say what you need and he'll do it. He'll help you. Your siblings are being piece of shits? He'll talk sense to them. Your father is drunk asf and starts a fight? He'll take you away to a date or to his place. You need a shoulder to cry on? He's right here, pretty. You need financial support? He'll help you out. You need help with housechores because there's sm to do and you need s hand with it? He's coming over rn to help you out!

He purposely doesn't beat tf outta of your father or siblings because he knows it'll upset you and he doesn't want that. But, trust me, all he wants is to bash your family's heads on the wall and take you far away from those monsters and make you happy.

If your father or any of ur family member gets physical, he'll absolutely lose it. I swear he'll make them regret that forever.

[arachne4]

Okey, imagine Wesker is trying to learn about reader (stalking them) and one day reader is pair up with a coworker (any character if you like) and they have a conversation and it goes deep and it tells how sad reader life was and Wesker is just listening and he tries to treat them better or just straight up takes them away. Your choice!

yan!wesker x bsaa!reader

Wesker decides that the world doesn't deserve you

Tw: stalking, from weskers perspective/slightly unreliable narrator, creep Wesker, toxic mentality/behaviors

He lingered behind you, in shadows and corners, just lurking. And today was really no different, sitting in and listening in to your conversation.

"I'm not sure I can do it anymore, Chris."

"huh? What're you talking about?"

Wesker loathed how you talked to chris, how you were so comfortable telling him every little thing about you. It was sickening to him to say the least. That should've been him there! He should've been the one comforting you.

"I can't keep living like this Chris. Every single day I work my ass off to make bioterrorism come to an end. But it never does. When will I finally, finally be done, Chris?" You look over at Chris, eyes watery and glistening.

And while normally, Wesker would love to see you cry, here is not the place nor time for that. Instead he merely sits quietly, cursing to himself everytime Chris talks.

"I don't know.." Chris closes his eyes, head hanging down low. "I'm not sure that in our lifetime, it'll ever end." He looks back over at you, his face distraught.

Wesker sighed and rolled his eyes, was that the best Chris could do to comfort you? If he was over there, he'd hug you and tell you everything was okay, that you don't need to worry. But instead, Chris just has to make all about himself.

"But, just because it won't end for us, doesn't mean it won't end. What about future generations? It's our job to do as much as we can for them."

"Yeah... I guess you're right..."

Wesker stared, appalled at the scene before him. There's no way you could actually believe what Chris was saying? If He wasn't in the middle of bsaa headquarters, he would've snatched you up that instant. You deserve to know true comfort, not whatever bullshit Chris was spewing.

Begrudgingly, Wesker slunk away, a few ideas brewing in his brain

So basically um I had to rewrite this two times, because Tumblr drafts r lame... sorry if the ending isn't that great, by the second rewrite I was losing it.

If you like what you see, send a request in :3

[nogenderbee]

How would Isagi, Reo, and Chigiri be like with an s/o who can see the future?

Yeah, of course! Sorry for taking so long but I just couldn't find the motivation for pretty long time... but I still hope you like it!

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Isagi, Chigiri, Reo with an reader who can see the future

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @miya-akane

Isagi was a bit stressed because today, his group was supposed to play against other group which he saw as a lot better than them. He knew all his training lead to this moment and that if they put them in this position, they must have chances of winning! But that didn't seem to stop his worries anyway...

So you used your abilities to something good and reassure your partner.

"Isagi, I swear it's gonna be fine. Stop worrying so much."

"I know I shouldn't... but I just can't help it. I'm sure it'll be fine once I enter the field."

"I'm telling you, you're gonna win."

Your partner smiled at you gently knowing you well about your gift, but he also couldn't rely on only your words.

"I'll do my best then!"

And he most definitely did his very best leading to his groups victory just like you predicted!

Who knows? Maybe it was your prediction who helped him be so confident?

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You had a bad feeling today... And what's worse, Chigiri had a game today... But you could feel that something bad is gonna happen to him and you just couldn't ignore that...

Before match, you ran up to him, worried look on your face even tho you were now more at ease when you saw him safely standing there.

"Chigiri! Did anything happen yet?"

"Huh? Why would it? Did you saw something?"

"Yes! Please be careful while running today..."

He gently nodded as an answer, seemingly trusting you words.

"I will make it my utmost priority, don't worry."

After a bit of chat, he had to leave. You were considering if you're interested should convince him to not go play this time but you knew he cared for that and will definitely take great care of himself and be more careful.

During match, he was about to take the ball but he noticed ground being a bit uneven and slowed down. He lost a chance and his teammates were slightly disappointed in him, same as audience... but both him and you knew that he just avoided an accident.

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You and Reo were discussing your plans for the day, apparently he wanted to take you to your favorite cafe and you couldn't complain, but you got that one feeling telling you it was not a way to go... so instead you suggested simple walk around the park. Although it looked like your boyfriend REALLY wanted to treat you today...

"Y/N I know you can foresee the future but don't you think it's a bit impossible for a cafe small like that to overflow with customers?"

"It's still possible... better safe than sorry, don't you think?"

He could only sigh and nod his had, agreeing to your plan with small "yes ma'am/sir/love".

But your walk turned to be a great one because when you were passing few meters from your favorite cafe, you noticed long line and you just had to smirk at your partner as he sighed, knowing well what you're about to say...

"Told you!"

"Yes, I'm sorry for doubting you and your abilities. I'll make it up, okey?"

You chuckled with a nod. Maybe it wasn't cafe date like you originally planned but it was still very admirable date! After all, it's the company that counts and you for one definitely couldn't complain!

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