#ah idk man giffing this month has been Hard

[ishikawayukis]

to my happiness, happy birthday 💕

[ethvn-torchio]

Mon Cala Nights | Anidala

A Prequel To I’m Feelin’ You

Summary: Tonight, they could take their time. Tonight, they weren't General Skywalker and Senator Amidala - they were just Anakin and Padmé.

Warnings: Smut, sub!Ani, dom!Padmé, an eensy weensy bit of angst(?)

authors note: aisjdhf this fic was literally inspired by this gif so uH <3

"I've missed this, Ani," Padmé whispers.

Anakin nods. "I know what you mean, Padmé. It's been torture being around you and having to pretend like we're...friends," he spits out the last word as if it's something distasteful.

"I'm here now. We're here together." She assures him, cupping his cheek. "I've missed you."

Anakin rests his forehead against hers, letting out an audible sigh. "I know. I’ve missed you too."

"Maybe one day..." she closes her eyes. "Maybe one day we can be more than just...stolen moments." she trails off.

Anakin sucks in a deep breath. "Soon, Angel. Someday we won't have to hide..." he assures her, pressing his forehead to hers. "Someday..."

"With the way this war is going, I don't think that'll ever happen." Padmé whispers, almost inaudibly.

She pulls back and takes him in, once again, staring into those blue eyes that pierce her very soul. He looks so weary, exhausted. There is nothing there, in those brilliant blue eyes, not even the light he's grown accustomed to seeing in them...nothing.

"Maybe when everything is over, we can...be together," he says, frowning. "I'm not saying maybe everything is going to be okay, I'm saying, maybe we can do more than...this."

She grins despite herself. "So you're saying being in my bedroom isn't enough for you?"

He laughs. "Don't worry, it is. Trust me."

"I always have." she replies. She kisses him gently on the lips.

Their gentle kisses steadily grow more fervent, and before they both know his shirt is off and she's straddling him.

"Padmé... could you- would you-" he struggles to ask.

She simply smiles at him, running her fingers through his silky hair.

"These walls aren't that thick, Ani, so I hope you're quiet," Padmé says. "If you get too loud, I'll stop." She informs him.

Anakin nods frantically. "Okay. Yes, fuck-"

She runs her hands across his sculpted abdomen, tracing a fairly fresh scar, making his breath hitch. 

She missed this, missed the feeling of his skin. It's been at least a few months since she's been able to get any real alone time with Anakin. Her last night with him was a rushed, adrenaline-filled night under the stars; a few stolen moments amongst war and soldiers and secrets. 

“What’s this from?” she inquires absentmindedly.

He pauses, trying to recall. “I- ah, Trandosha, maybe?”

Tonight, they could take their time. Tonight, they weren't General Skywalker and Senator Amidala - they were just Anakin and Padmé.

"Let me see you," Padmé whispers, an almost desperate edge to her voice.

"Yes." He lifts his hips and she slides her hand under the waistband of his pants and pushes them to his knees. He kicks them off impatiently, leaving him bare before her.

"Good boy, Ani." She murmurs appreciatively, lowering her head to him.

Only a few months ago, she felt Anakin's lips on her, once again. It was a fleeting thing, stolen by time and circumstance. But now, here he is, and she's taking her time. 

She felt the need to study him as though she had never seen a man naked before. "So perfect. My Ani," she whispers reverently, running her hands along his torso, his strong thighs, his perfectly hard cock.

"Padmé…" he whines.

"Shh…" Padmé tells him, closing her fingers around his hard cock and gripping him. "Let's see how long you can last without making noise."

She drops to her knees before him and takes him into her mouth. Her tongue flicks across the head, the tight underside of his cock.  She runs her hands along his thighs. She has a new appreciation for his body laterally, the way his muscles move beneath his skin, the way his legs look strong and graceful.

She draws him in, her hands gently guiding him into her mouth, to her throat. She had always enjoyed this, the feeling of having him in her mouth, the slide of his skin over her tongue.

Anakin hisses. "Padmé-!"

 She knew he would make some sort of noise at some point - Anakin was a vocal person in the bedroom.

"Ah, ah, Ani. Remember the rules." Padmé tuts.

Anakin whines at the loss of contact. "Wait, no!" He almost shouts. "Please, don't stop."

"Ani, Ani. I can't help you if you're just going to keep making noise," Padmé taunts him as hands passively rest on either of his thighs. 

"Stop teasing me, Padmé." He complains, thrusting his hips forward in an effort to regain contact.

"Shh…" She rises and presses her lips to his.

His mouth is desperate under hers. His tongue slides against hers, his body moving to press himself against her. 

They part, and she stares at him. Her ringlets of hair are beginning to work out of the neat bun on the back of her head. She reaches up, and removes the hair tie, allowing her hair to fall down around her face, turning the style from prim to disheveled.

Anakin smirks, appreciating the change in her. "I love the way your hair looks when it's down,"

She kisses him again, feeling Anakin tug at the clasp on her bra. She breaks off their kiss while he continues to tug on her bra, not wanting to lose contact for a moment.

She reaches up and unclasps the bra, allowing it to fall away, and feels Anakin's hands immediately dive into her breasts. His fingers trace circles around her nipples, pulling lightly. "Yes, Ani. Good boy," Padmé moans. 

His hands cup her breasts again, pulling them together, pinching lightly.

Padmé moans into his mouth, feeling his tongue in her mouth again, his hands squeezing again, rolling her nipples between his fingers.

Anakin's hands were on her breasts, on her sensitive nipples, his tongue in her mouth. 

This was what she had missed. This was what she wanted. They had something special, something that made them both feel alive.

She groans softly, shifting so that the only thing between her and Anakin's cock was her underwear. She wanted him inside of her. Knowingly, he reaches down and grabs her underwear, pulling it off of her. 

"Please, Padmé, will you ride me?" He asks.

She nods. "Of course," She straddles him, and sinks down, he groans in appreciation. She hisses for a moment, it always felt so good, him filling her with his girth. Her hands run over his chest again, tugging lightly on his nipples.

"Padmé-!" He gasps.

She quiets him with a kiss, setting a quick pace, pushing herself down against his cock, feeling him pulse against her walls, relishing in the fullness.

One of her hands goes to softly rest on his stomach, feeling his muscles tense as he thrusts slightly, and deeply into her.

Padmé runs her hands along his chest, feeling his muscles, feeling his heartbeat, runs her hands over the skin on his wonderfully defined chest. She stops at his abdomen, leaning down to kiss him once again. She feels herself tightening around him, moving her hips to ride him. He moves his hips up, pushing himself as deep inside of her as possible, then pressing himself back down.

Padmé shudders. She grips his forearms, burying her head against his neck. Her hips rock forward and back, sped up on every forward thrust. She can feel herself on the edge, Anakin's cock rubbing along her walls.

She can feel her orgasm beginning, feels her muscles tighten, feels the pleasure rushing through her.

"Don't stop, Padmé. Don't stop, don't stop," he begs.

For every one of his pleas, his thrusts become more determined, his hips moving towards her, pushing himself inside her. He moans quietly, fingers digging into her flesh. She lets go, her back arched, moving up and down along his body. She thrusts against him, feeling him fill her more than she had thought possible. Her hips move forward, pushing herself against him, feeling the skin on his stomach against her, feeling the head of his cock hit her g- spot.

His hands are on her hips, her back is arched, her hair is falling around her face.

"Padmé, I'm gonna-"

He shudders, a wordless cry escaping his lips as he empties himself inside her.

Padmé curses, feeling her own orgasm approaching, and with it, she feels herself clamp around him, milking his cock, grinding herself against him.

When she thinks she can move, she rolls off of him, laying so that she's facing him. His fingers trace along her cheek, combing through her hair.

"I don't want to fall asleep," she sighs. "We never have enough time together."

"I know," he whispers. "I love you."

"I love you too," she responds. "I'm sure it won't be too long until we see eachother again..."

"I don't think I have to be back until later in the morning. Maybe we can sleep in," he suggests.

"Or...we can go to sleep now and have an early morning," she smirks.

He snickers. "I was just about to say that."

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a/n yeah idk I was trying to get a more like, different vibe for them than my x reader fics skdjjflsjdg like y'all know how they act in the movies ya feel

[espytalks]

i’m still on hiatus as of writing this, but by the time i post this i won’t be.

ive been watching a lot of netflix lately, and i’m pretty much just going through my “to watch” list, so i thought i’d give some thoughts on some of the show’s ive watched so far. 

this’ll probably get super long.

oh shoot i forgot i had this post as a wip. i went on a phase of watchign shows for a bit when i tried to step away from tumblr for a bit a few months back. this is definitely super long, so heads up if you click read more, you’re gonna scroll for a while.

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i watched this show all the way though at least twice, and many scattered episodes several times over the course of years, up until i stopped watching tv altogether, which was quite a while ago. at some point i realized the last time i watched it, i didn't know i was asexual. it kinda made me realize why i didn't quite get the romancey bits when i was younger.

i don’t want to spoil the show on the off chance you haven't seen it, cause this is one of those i think is best watched unspoiled, but even if ya know it, the show is incredibly fun to watch. 

it has amazing fight scenes, fantastic animation that still holds up (impressive for a kid’s tv show of it’s time, if you ask me,) and incredibly complex and interesting characters that change and grow along with the plot, which raps up nicely by the end of the third season. 

10/10 one of the best shows of all time, even outside of animation. amazing rewatchability, too! 

BNA:

all i knew of this going in was from gifs a friend kept reblogging. 

it’s basically a zootopia-esque story, about a human who has turned into a beastman, which are these human-like creatures that can also turn into animals? it’s kinda weird but ok my suspension of disbelief has worked harder before. it’s also pretty short (12 or 13 episodes i think,) so the story is pretty packed together and moves pretty fast.

i loved the animation. it’s an anime from studio trigger, and i LOOOOOOVE that animation style!! hoooly shit guys it’s SOOOO GOOOOD!!!!!! the colors and general feel of the show visually is just top tier. lots of interesting colors and shapes and expressive poses and expressions! i’d recommend it purely on it’s aesthetic, cause it’s gorgeous.

unfortunately, i think the story kinda sucks. i don’t think it detracts from the show much, but i felt like a couple of the story twists (especially towards the end) kinda came out of nowhere, or where kinda crammed in there as best they could to make it fit. the best twist i think was with shirou, which was set up in episode 1, and i pretty much was expecting that reveal.

tbh, the best episode was the filler one, where michiru plays baseball with some bears. idk man it was just fun. wish there were more episodes like that, where she just got to have fun being a beastman. I did like how the bears stuck around after that episode, though.

8/10 i’d say it coulda been better, but it's till good for what it is. ya can’t have a perfect show, and i’d say it’s still fun. i’d watch it again with someone, cause ey, i liked it. i think i was mainly dissapointed cause i was expecting a lot more, and i watched it right after avatar, which i think IS a perfect show. i’d watch it again, though. it’s good!

She-ra and the princesses of power:

all i knew going in was that someone i watched on youtube thought it was good. i may have seen gifs at some point, but idk. no one i know watches it, or at least they don’t talk about it if they do.

if you liked mlp, you’d like this. it has some very almost corny “friendship is powerful” messages, and it’s obviously girly. it’s still good for all audiences imo, but the sheer girliness of it may be hard to get through at first. it mellows out as it goes on and the story gets a bit darker, but those themes of friendship and love don’t go away. tbh, “power of friendship” is one of my favorite tropes, and this show has a lot of it.

aesthetically, this show id my fucking JAM! PURPLE!!! PURPLE EVERYWHERE!!!!!! HOLY SHIT EVERYTHING IS PASTEL AND PURPLE GUYS I LOVE IT! 10,000/10 man i love purple. The animation wasn’t as good compared to the last two shows i watched, but i mean, i came from anime. that’s not a fair comparison.

i also really liked the story, especially as it went on. Early on, Adora and Catra end up on separate sides of the fight, and it was really interesting seeing the two’s progression in the story. I especially love Catra. i think her progression was interesting, and complex, i loved seeing her manipulate her way to the top. also she’s tsundere, in a way that i actually liked.

i should say i kinda didn’t like Bow at first. The first two-ish seasons, they really played up the girliness with him, but he gets more interesting later on, and ends up really likeable to me. He reminds me of my character Carter, though, in that he’s a male character that is very feminine and ain’t afraid of it. it was kinda jarring at first, but i can respect that.

also, the show has tons of gay characters, and at least one nonbinary one (though they’re a neutral character that initially aligned with the villains. take that how you will.) 

9/10 i think the beginning is a bit too over the top girly, but ya kinda jive with it as the show goes on, and the story gets darker as it goes on, kinda like avatar. if ya liked that, follow it up with this. Also, hnnnn purbleee’

Kipo and the age of the wonderbeasts:

i had no idea what to expect going in. all i knew was what i saw in the promo.

it’s a post-apocalyptic type of setting, where animals are mutated, and most are sentient. humans live underground in secret societies called burrows. kipo is separated from her dad when her home gets destroyed, and meets up with a couple of humans and a mutated bug in order to find her burrow. things escalate from there, there’s more going on, but alla that is spoilers, so i won’t elaborate.

it seems like it’s currently in progress, (i just finished season 2, and i’d bet there’s at least one more season) so i can’t judge it as a whole just yet. it’s interesting, and i like the idea, but tbh i didn’t find it quite as engaging as everything else ive watched so far? I like it, and i’m invested enough to watch the next season whenever it comes out, though. hopefully whatever’s next changes my mind, though. 

i think i mainly just didn’t like the characters much at the beginning? but as i’m thinking about it, they’re starting to grow on me. i like kipo the most, cause she’s a goofy nerd who’s kinda just being nice to everybody, and it’s making her a lot of powerful friends who’ll have her back. i like how kid’s cartoons try and teach ya that being nice is a good thing.

7/10 it’s not bad, and i’d recommend it, but i feel like this story isn’t quite for me. it’s got a lot of potential to end up as something i’d really like by the end, though, so i’m gonna keep my eye on it. 

Glitch techs: 

i’m gonna write a bit before i watch it, but all i know is that its a show a mutual reblogged somethign about once. i think it was the theme song? which, if i remember correctly, was awesome. it looks cool, like a scifi show about kids who save a digital world or smthn.

ah so i never watched this show. will update y’all if i do, but i mean, i got into yougioh gx recently instead so it’ll be a while before i get back to this show. also, kipo got a new season since i started this, and i havent finished it yet but what i saw so far is really good.

[mysteryartisticwriter]

Caught in the Closet // Peter Parker X Reader

A/N: Wow, finally something else more than Bandersnatch. Shocking, isn’t it? I’m working on a request at the moment for Bandersnatch right now but here’s something I worked on just to help get me out of a bit of writer’s block. A pretty short one but a good one.

NO CIVIL WAR AND INFINITY WAR AU

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BTW

Requested: Yes (my friend recomended this one) // bro i saw that you had nothing done on your masterlist for my sweet boi peter parker and i thought maybe you could do one where y/n and peter get frisky while training ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) but then get caught by nat or someone else idk??

Warnings: References to sex, slight cussing (just a few big words and some minor ones)

Not my gif!! (Please tell me if you, the owner, would like me to take the gif down!)

“Come on, Peter! Harder!”

“But (Y/n)—“ Peter begged.

“No buts! You need to learn how to get your punches in a better angle.” You told Peter.

Today, you were the one chosen to train with Peter, otherwise known as Spiderman. While you would rather train with Wanda or Sam, Peter wasn’t bad either. But Tony thought it would be better if you trained with someone your age.

You used to be an old Hydra experiment, infused with in heightened senses to allow you to fight faster. Raised and trained to be a weapon, but never actually used.

You were kept inside an enclosed cell, away from the rest of the world. You were kept there until the Avengers found you and rescued you, which led to you joining the team. You practically thanked them almost everyday for giving you another chance in society.

It’s been only a month since Peter was made an an official Avenger and, upon moving into the tower, has been a really good addition to the team. And although you barely talk to him, he’s a pretty cool kid as from you know.

But at the moment, to say you weren’t being a little too hard on him was an understatement.

“Your stance is off again.” Peter groaned at your reminder and looked down at his feet position.

“My stance is always off to you.” He complained. You rolled your eyes at him.

“I’m just trying to make sure you know how to keep your position. Now, let’s try that move I showed you an hour ago.” You suggested.

The both of you started to move to your fighting stances and Peter lunged at you. Unfortunately for him, you saw it coming and moved to the side and jabbed your right elbow into his back. Peter fell forward to the mat in an instant.

“Come on Spider-Boy. Show me what you’ve got!” You teased.

You rubbed the sweat off your forehead while Peter took deep breathes before standing up from the ground. 

“It’s Spider-Man!”

Peter tried to go toward you again, but since he was so exhausted from training, you ended up getting the upper hand and twisted his arm around his back. Peter hissed in pain.

“Give up?” You asked, smirking.

“Not a chance.”

Peter kicked his left leg back into yours, causing you to fall to your knees and Peter take the lead. He took his arm back from you and flipped you onto your stomach. You laid on the floor as Peter stood over you, your right arm twisted much like his before.

Just then, you twisted over onto your back and punched him in the face with your other hand. Peter’s head flung back so you took the opportunity to get your arm back and push him onto his back on the mat.

You straddled his waist and held both his arms down. Gazing into his dark brown eyes, you smirked.

“I win. Again.” Peter shut his eyes in defeat while you bragged.

You let go of his arms, laughing a bit but you stayed sitting on his waist. Peter waited and expected you to leave by now, but instead you just sat there, staring into his eyes and studying him.

“Um uh...(Y/n)?” The web head started to say.

“Yes?” You leaned forward and put your face up close to his.

“W-what um...what are you d-doing?” Peter finally stuttered out. You giggled at his reaction.

“Just admiring the view.” You replied, playing with his hair a bit. You bit your bottom lip and watched as his eyes grow dark.

Peter’s face flushed into a darker shade of red each second you stayed on him. You knew what you were doing to him, and it was pretty funny to see his expression.

You could already feel the tent in his shorts build up. To tease him even more, you grind your hips back and forth a bit. The action caused Peter to groan and grab at your waist. Suddenly, his eyes shot open, revealing the lust filled pupils.

“Ah, fuck it.”

Peter let go of your waist, only to find your face between his hands and force your lips onto his. You were a little surprised at first, not knowing that Peter, the sweet and caring Peter Parker you knew would do something that quick. But you brushed it off and kissed back, eyes closed, with as much energy as him.

His soft, plump lips brushed against yours with hunger, showing just how much he wanted you. Your hands found his dark brown hair and pulled at it, causing Peter to moan in your mouth.

All of a sudden, you felt a hand smack to your bottom. You gasped out in shock, giving Peter the chance to shove his tongue into your mouth. As both of your tongues fought for dominance, Peter ended up winning in the end.

Making out for a few more minutes, you finally pulled back, a slight string of saliva showing just how long the two of you kissed. Taking his hand, you pulled him up.

“Follow me.”

Without any hesitation, Peter followed you to where you led him.

A few minutes later, you shoved Peter into a supply closet that was on the same floor of the training gym you two were in. It was the closest source of privacy you could find. 

Once you shut the door, you practically threw yourself onto the boy. Peter’s back was towards the shelves and yours was towards the door. The hero chuckled a bit at your eagerness.

“Want me so bad, already?” He teased, getting close up to your face.

“Just kiss me, Spider-Boy.”

Peter complied instantly. Switching places so your back was against the shelves and his facing the door.

Locking your lips with his once more, his firm hands searched and found your hips before sliding his hands under your training tank top. You shivered at the touch and gripped his brown hair in your hands, emitting a groan from Peter. 

You smirked against his lips and lightly grind your hips on his own. Another, but much louder, groan came from him, as did a small growl.

Just as Peter was about to remove your top when the sound of the closet door opening interrupted. Immediately, your both froze up.

‘Shit, I didn’t lock the door!’ You scolded yourself.

Slowly turning around, you saw Nat and Sam wearing their training outfits, standing at the doorway. Nat had her hands on her waist and Sam was crossing his arms, both had big smirks on their faces.

Peter and you retracted from each other, making you whine on the inside from his missing touch. The two of you both had slightly pink faces, embarrassed from getting caught.

“I was wondering where the two of you went.” The red headed spy said.

“But seriously guys? You were gonna have sex on the damn towels? At least do it in your room or something.” The male complained.

“W-we weren’t going to have sex...but can you guys just get out!?” You yelled at them, feeling really touch deprived at the moment.

“Alright, alright. But at least hand us some towels first if you’re gonna be in here for a while.” Nat asked, pointing to the pile of towels behind you.

Peter grabbed some of the towels and tossed it to the adults at the door. They thanked you both and shut the door quickly, leaving you and Peter alone in the dark, small room again.

The boy turned to you again, a slight smirk on his features. While he grabbed at your hips once more, you wrapped your hands around his neck to pull him close.

“Now, where were we?”

Suddenly, the closet door reopened.

“Need some condoms?” 

“GET OUT!”

A/N: Let me know if you wanna be tagged in my Marvel stories!

[green-eyeddragonfanfiction]

A Dance With the Devil: Part 1

Pairing: Incubus!Bucky x Reader Summary: You’ve been plagued recently by sexual dreams, all featuring the same man. He has long dark brown hair and piercing steel blue eyes. Every time, the dreams ends before you’re ever really satisfied (but, truly, you don’t think you would ever stop wanting more of the man). Then, one day, you see him in the waking world, and he seems to know every dirty thought and dream you’ve ever had about him. Warnings: Language (as always), smut, NSFW, 18+, porn gifs, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) Word Count: ~a lot I guess idk. Maybe 3k? A/N: I feel it’s only fair to warn all of you, this is porn. Plain and simple. There is almost no plot whatsoever, but I figured that the other three each had their own unique thing (unexpected/horror ending, sweet story w/ magical reader, heartbreak/bittersweetness, and so… we have smut). Enjoy, my pretties. This has been reposted after my original was deleted in the Great Tumblr Purge 2k18.

Masterlist // The Monster Series Collection // Next Part

“Yeah, baby, just like that,” he purred, holding his cock steady as you speared yourself on it. The stretch was delicious, making you moan loudly as he bottomed out inside of you.

“You take my cock so nice, Doll,” he murmured, reaching around to rub your clit gently as a reward.

“Oh god, please fuck me, master,” you pleaded, hips bucking against his hand.

“God isn’t the one inside of you, my little slut. But since you asked so nicely…” he said silkily, pulling his hips back slowly before snapping them forward again, making you cry out with pleasure. Every move inside of you was the epitome of pleasure, better than anyone you’d had before.

He fucked you relentlessly, setting a brutal pace that had you screaming your satisfaction in minutes. He grabbed your hips, pulling you back onto his cock with every thrust forward, his balls slapping lewdly against you. He bent over you and took a nipple roughly in his grasp, pinching it almost painfully hard, causing you to mewl and arch your chest into his hand.

“Please- fuck- I’m so close. Don’t stop!” you begged, savoring the way his pace sped up at your words.

“You gonna be a good girl and cum for me, Doll?” he whispered in your ear before biting your earlobe.

You turned your head to look at him, capturing his lips with your own. His blue eyes never left yours as you nodded and begged, “Please, sir, I wanna cum. Want your cum in me,” you murmured, eyes pleading with him.

“You’re such a fucking slut. I love it,” he said, grinning wickedly. His lips latched onto your shoulder, sucking hard enough to leave love bites. You gasped in mingled pain and pleasure as he bit your neck before soothing it with a lick.

His fingers on your clit picked up their pace and you felt yourself nearing your climax. You reached behind you and gently cupped his balls, causing him to murmur praises in your ear, and you felt yourself about to-

     BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP  

You sat up in your bed, suddenly wide awake. You turned and glared at your phone, which was blaring that god awful alarm.

“Just when I was about to get to the good part…” you muttered angrily, fighting the urge to throw the thing against your wall. You angrily jammed your finger on the Dismiss Alarm button and groaned, flopping backwards onto your bed. Maybe you could just… go back to sleep and hope to pick up the dream where you’d left off?

Bah, that never fucking worked, and you had to get to work if you wanted enough money for food this month.

You wiped a hand over your face, glaring at the sun shining merrily through the window. You were tired. In fact, you were always tired nowadays. You attributed it to the fitful sleep the man in your dreams caused. You weren’t sure exactly when you started dreaming about him, but you enjoyed yourself immensely every time he made an appearance in your dreams… which was every night.

You groaned and got up from bed and went to get ready for your day.

You gazed around the room, base-filled music pounding in your ears. Monsters from almost every species you’d ever heard of were dancing around you, unaware of the perfectly tasty main course in their midst. You still weren’t entirely sure how’d you’d been convinced to come in here. You’d lost Wanda a while ago and you sincerely hoped you wouldn’t end up dead tonight.

The conversation had gone something like this:

“I refuse,” you said bluntly, glaring at your friend, Wanda.

“Come on, it’ll be fine! They won’t know you’re human!” she insisted.

You see, Wanda was a witch. A powerful one, at that. You’d become her friend after a particularly harrowing escape from a vampire together and had been inseparable ever since. She was now trying to convince you to come with her to a supernatural-creatures-only night club, but you weren’t biting.

“Wanda, they’ll spot me from a mile away. Or, if they have ‘wolves at the door, smell me,” you said, crossing your arms obstinately.

“Please, (Y/N)! I’ll mask you! It’ll be fun I promise!” she pleaded, falling on her hands and knees, looking, frankly, a bit pathetic.

You groaned, rolling your eyes. “Fine, but you’ll owe me. Now, stop grovelling. It’s beneath you.”

She leaped up and cheered in excitement then quickly ran off, dragging you behind her to get ready for your night out on the town.

So now, here you were. At a club full of supernatural beings, at least half of which would eat you in a heartbeat if they knew you were there.

To Wanda’s credit, though, she’d done a spectacular job of hiding your true identity; Not even the werewolves guarding the door had sniffed twice.

That was, until a familiar set of eyes caught your attention from across the room.

He was staring directly at you, blue-grey eyes trained on you like a hawk watching its prey. The smirk on his lips was just as familiar as his eyes, and you felt heat pool between your thighs at the sight of him.

You knew that people in dreams were people you saw in day-to-day life, but to see him here, of all places-

You stood, frozen, as he gracefully got up from the table in the corner he’d been sitting at, and made his way over to you. He dodged people easily, cutting a path straight to you. A small voice in the back of your mind told you to run, but it was silenced by the other hundreds of voices telling you to run to him; throw yourself at him, even.

Before you knew it he was in front of you, wicked smile on his face. He leaned down until his mouth was by your ear; you could feel his warm breath caress your neck and you shuddered involuntarily.

“Hello, pet. How did you get in here?” he asked quietly, breath tickling your ear.

You felt your blood drain from your face. “H-how did you-” you sputtered, turning to look at him, shocked. How could he know you didn’t belong here?

“Oh, come now, Doll. You think I wouldn’t recognize you after all the fun we have together on a nightly basis?” he asked, tucking a piece of your loose hair behind your ear. His fingertips brushed against your skin lightly and you sighed happily at the contact, however brief it was.

You tried to focus on his words, though just being around him seemed to dull every sense you had and muddle your train of thought.

“What do you mean? I’ve never met you before in my life,” you said, brows furrowing in confusion. I mean, sure, you had a dirty mind, but those were dreams. He wasn’t making any sense. Then again, how often did you hear guys nowadays calling girls “Doll”?

He tsked at you, eyes turning hard as he gazed down at you. “Now, pet. You know how I feel about lyin’,” he chastised, fingertips trailing from your cheek down your neck, lingering over the spot which the man in the dream had sucked a hickey onto your skin. It felt tender under his fingers, as though there really was a bruise there and your hand flew to your neck, covering it self consciously.

“I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong person,” you said, turning on your heel to leave. The tiny animalistic part of your brain was telling you to run, and run fast.

He was in front of you a half second later, head tilted to the side as he regarded you. You froze, looking up at him, your eyes wide with fear. His gaze softened at your expression and he reached towards you slowly, giving you time to move away. You were too terrified to move, and he cupped your cheek gently with his hand. “You don’t need to be afraid of me, Doll. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to,” he promised, stroking your cheek gently. “Do you understand that?” he asked, eyebrows raised in question.

“Yes,” you murmured, unable to look away from his enchanting blue eyes. You felt yourself take a step forward, but you hadn’t told your body to move. It was like he was an irresistible force and you weren’t sure if you even wanted to try and resist.

He leaned closely to you, voice quiet in your ear. “Now, I think there’s been a misunderstanding. You do know me, Doll. You know me quite well, in fact; intimately, even. Just like I know every nook and cranny of your body, and just how to bring you the pleasure you so crave,” he purred, other arm sneaking around your waist to pull you slowly to his broad chest. Your heart pounded in your ribcage as you listened to his words. Could he really be the man from your dreams? It seemed the only logical explanation, even though it was illogical on principle.

You inhaled his heady scent deeply; even that was the same. It made you dizzy and you leaned farther into his embrace, relaxing. “Ah, yes. There we go,” he said, smiling widely. “You know I’m right, don’t you?” he asked, using his index finger to tilt your chin up so you were looking straight into his eyes.

You nodded, smiling warmly up at him. “Master is always right,” you said devoutly, standing up on your toes to plant a kiss on his neck.

He pushed you back gently but firmly, making you frown. Had you done something wrong?

“Not here, love,” he said, placing a kiss to your forehead. “As much as I love a good show, I don’t want the bottom feeders in here getting any ideas,” he said, glowering around at the assembled monsters in the room. “Come with me, Doll. The pleasure I bring you in your dreams pales in comparison to the real me,” he said, hands roaming down your back. One gave your ass a squeeze and the other snuck around the front to rub your core through your jeans. Your fingers gripped his shirt, knees suddenly weak. “Do you want to come with me? I’ll bring you unimaginable pleasure,” he cooed, planting kisses on your neck and shoulder. You nodded eagerly, fingers tangling in his hair and he chuckled against your skin. “I need to hear you say it, pet,” he purred as one of his hands slipped under your jeans and began teasing you through your underwear.

“I want to go with you. Please, I want you,” you said, biting back the moan in your throat.

His lips were on yours a half second later and he forced his tongue in your mouth, claiming it for his own. You moaned into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“(Y/N)! No!” you heard Wanda yell. In your lusty haze you turned and stared at her, head tilted in confusion. He turned and smiled devilishly at her, eyes completely black.

“You should keep a better watch over your playthings, witch,” he said darkly, looking her in the eye as he snapped his fingers and the two of you vanished from the club.

“That was a demon, (Y/N),” she said incredulously, staring at the spot you’d just been. “You just sold your soul to a demon!” she despaired, hands flying to her face in horror. She’d just doomed you for eternity.

You were aware enough of your surroundings to recognize the room; it was the one you were always in with him in your dreams. The large bed felt just like you remembered, and you stretched out on the silky sheets, reveling in the feeling.

“I take it you remember this place?” he asked, smiling as he laid down beside you, already shirtless.

You turned to him and smiled, placing kisses on his chest as you nodded. He sighed happily at your attention, moving you onto his lap as he scooted up the bed and leaned against the headboard.

“You’re my favorite, you know. It’s why I visit you every night,” he said, burying his face in your neck. “Do you remember my name, Doll?” he asked, peppering light kisses over your skin as his hands roamed under your shirt, rough fingers mapping every inch of your skin.

“James,” you breathed, head thrown back in ecstasy.

“Oh, you remembered! I’m proud of you,” he praised, pulling your shirt over your head.

You reached behind you and unclasped your bra as his hands traveled down to your hips. He pulled you down onto him and gave a slow roll of his hips, making you squirm with need as his cock pressed against your clothed core. You threw your bra to the side, exposing your breasts. He smiled at the sight, and leaned forward, taking a nipple into his mouth. A gasp flew from your lips as his tongue swirled around it and one of his hands reached up, pinching it and rolling it between his fingers. You arched forward, needing more, and ground your hips against him, pulling a low groan from him that rumbled in his chest.

Your fingers ran over the hard planes of his chest, worshiping every inch of it. He was right, even this was better than in your dreams. He felt real and solid beneath you and if he felt this good now-

“Patience, Doll, I know what you’re thinking. We’ll get there soon,” he purred, smirking up at you as he took a nipple between his teeth and nibbled at it gently, causing a moan to escape your lips. “Get up and take everything off, Doll,” he said, relinquishing his grip on your breasts.

“Yes, sir,” you whispered and stood without hesitation, though you missed the feel of him between your legs. You tore at the button with every intention of ripping them off as quickly as possible, but his voice stopped you. “Nuh uh, (Y/N). Slowly,” he said, grinning wickedly at you as he pulled his jeans off and began rubbing his cock through his boxers.

You bit your lip, desire coursing through your veins. He looked delectable laying there, and it took every ounce of your self control to strip slowly.

You made a show of it, knowing it was what he wanted, running your hands slowly down your body before you undid the button, on your jeans. You stared him in the eyes as you slowly lowered the zipper, rubbing your legs together in a desperate attempt to provide some friction for your aching core.

Zipper undone, your hands went to your hips where they slipped in the waistband of your jeans and you slowly- oh, so slowly- shimmied them over your hips, down your thighs, and to the ground. You stepped gracefully out of them, eyes never leaving his except to glance at the erection straining against the thin cloth of his boxers.  

“Not done yet, baby,” he chastised, giving you an expectant look. You snapped out of the daze you hadn’t realized you’d been in. You’d been groping your breast without realizing it, your nipple pinched between your middle and index finger.

You reached down to the flimsy fabric of your underwear, fingers playfully dipping in and out of the fabric. He smirked at you, obviously enjoying the show. “Does that feel good, pet?” he asked, eyeing you hungrily.

“Yes, master,” you murmured, fighting the urge to run your fingers over your clit and through your wet folds. He was letting you have this little pleasure, but that would be crossing a line and you knew it. You turned your back on him and slid your underwear down slowly, bending over so he had a clear view of your soaked lips. You kicked them off, and turned back slowly, eyes full of desire.

He grinned wickedly as he took in your naked body, drinking in every inch of your bare skin. “Even more beautiful in person,” he murmured as he threw his legs over the side of the bed and stood, walking towards you, still stroking his cock through his boxers. “My turn, Doll,” he said, reluctantly letting go of his dick.

You sunk to your knees almost reverently, running your fingers over his chest as you went. You kissed his cock through the fabric, smiling with satisfaction when it twitched due to your attention. He carded his fingers through your hair, and pushed your face gently but firmly closer to himself. You didn’t need any more of a signal. You tugged his boxers down and his cock sprung free, swinging heavily between his legs. He stepped out of them and smiled down at you.

“Do you wanna taste it?” he asked, smiling benevolently down at you.

You nodded eagerly, mouth practically salivating at the sight of the pearly drop of precum on the tip.

“Open up, then, Doll,” he commanded, hand coming down to wrap itself around his thick member. You obliged, opening your mouth widely, and he guided it slowly between your lips. His other hand was tangled in your hair, holding you still.

You licked the precum from the slit, moaning at the taste; It was absolutely amazing. You sucked greedily at his tip, wanting more. He groaned softly, obviously trying his best to stay still while you got used to his size.

When you took so much of him into your mouth that he hit the back of your throat, he stopped trying. “Relax your jaw, pet,” he warned. You had a second to follow his command before he thrust forward, shoving his cock down your throat. You fought the urge to gag against the sudden feeling, but he pulled back a second later. “Damn, Doll. You’re so good,” he murmured before thrusting back in again. You were ready for it this time and had to admit it was easier to take the second time. His other hand joined the first in your hair and he set a slow, sensual pace as he fucked your mouth and throat. You moaned against his cock and the added vibrations made him groan in pleasure. “Yeah, baby, that’s it. I love seeing your pretty mouth wrapped around my cock like that,” he praised, looking down at you hungrily. One of your hands moved to gently cup his balls, the other playing with your nipples.

He pulled out of your mouth suddenly and you nearly followed the movement, missing the feeling of his cock in your mouth, but he pulled you up and, with inhuman speed, bent you over the edge of the bed. You turned to look at him, confused, but a split second later his fingers were teasing your folds, making you gasp and buck into his hand. He massaged the entrance of your ass gently, making you look back at him in concern. Even in your dreams you’d never-

He smiled warmly at you and you immediately felt yourself relax a little. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll save it for another day. I’m just going to give you a taste,” he said wickedly as he slipped a finger in your ass and another into your pussy. You crumpled the sheets in your fists, shoving yourself back onto his hand with a moan. It felt so damn good. You felt so full, so full of him. “So greedy,” he said, admiring the way you were fucking yourself on his fingers.

With a smooth movement, he switched his fingers around until two were in your cunt and you whimpered at the loss from your ass, making him chuckle. “Another time. I promise,” he said, moving his other hand to massage your ass, spanking you lightly every few seconds.

His fingers worked themselves in and out of you, getting drenched in your slick juices. You squirmed, moaning as his fingers brushed your g spot. His fingers were so good, but you needed more. You needed-

“I hear you, Doll,” he said, smiling down at you. He slipped his fingers from your soaking heat and popped them in his mouth, licking them clean. He moaned at the taste, eyes fluttering with pleasure. “You taste even better than I’d imagined,” he said wickedly. Before you knew what was happening, you were on your back and he was over you, kissing you passionately on the lips. He spread your legs open wide as he placed himself firmly between them. His tongue invaded your mouth and you let him; you were his to command, after all.

He broke the kiss after a moment, gaze lustful. “Beg for it,” he commanded, teasing his head against your entrance. “Tell me how much you want it,” he cooed, nibbling on the shell of you ear.

“I want you so damn much, master. I’ve wanted you like this since our first night together. I’ve dreamed of you fucking me for months. I need you inside of me; need you to make me yours,” you pleaded, gasping as he ground his cock over your clit.

“You’re already mine,” he growled, kissing you hard on the lips as he entered you slowly. He broke the kiss, smiling wickedly at the thoughts running through your head as his cock stretched you out. “You didn’t ever let on that you were a virgin… my lucky day,” he murmured, moving to your neck to suck love bites into it as he began fucking you at a steady pace. His hips were slamming into you so hard that he had to hold you in place.

  “Master, your cock’s so good! I feel so full,” you moaned, hands playing with your breasts.

“You take it so good, my little cock slut,” he praised, hips snapping into yours.

“Always want you in me,” you said, moaning as his hips met yours again and again and again, the lewd sound of skin hitting skin filling the room.

“Oh, little pet. I intend to never stop fucking you,” he said, groaning as he plowed into you.

You smiled blissfully. “Thank you, master. Fuck, thank you!” you gasped, release coiling tightly in your lower stomach.

“Feel that?” he asked, fingers ghosting over your clit, putting you one step closer to your orgasm. You nodded eagerly, wanting him to know how good he made you feel. “You’re gonna cum all over my cock soon, aren’t you?” he asked, hips snapping into yours.

“Yes, sir!” you moaned.

“If you cum without my permission I won’t cum inside of you,” he warned, speeding up his already unrelenting pace. “Understand?” he murmured, kissing a line down your neck to your breasts. He sucked a nipple in your mouth, steel blue eyes looking at you expectantly.

“Won’t cum. I promise,” you said, breathless. You didn’t want to disappoint him, but you weren’t sure how much longer you could hold out.

He smiled at you, seemingly satisfied. He grabbed one of your legs and tilted you a little, somehow managing to get even deeper in you at the new angle, immediately putting your promise to the test.

You guessed he was getting close; his hips were beginning to stutter in their rhythm. Then, his hand flew to your clit and began rubbing it in small circles. “Cum for me, Doll,” he said, blue eyes locking onto yours.

The order was all you needed and you came on his cock, walls fluttering around his throbbing dick. You screamed his name, how much you loved him inside of you, how much you needed him. With a grunt, he was cumming, thick ropes of cum painting the inside of your walls, his cock twitching with the release. He pulled out of you a moment later and collapsed heavily on top of you. He turned his head to the side and peppered your temple and cheek with kisses.

You giggled, turning your head to catch his lips with your own. You kissed lazily, post-sex haze satisfying the two of you for the moment.

“I’m keeping you forever,” he murmured, rolling on his side, and pulled you to his chest. You snuggled against it, loving the warmth he provided against the chilly air.

You were tired, so tired. You looked up at him and gasped. His eyes had turned completely black.

He sensed your unease and frowned. “I’m an incubus, babe. Sex demon. Normally, what we just did would have killed you. Lucky for you, I’ve taken a liking to you. We’re going to be having fun together for a very, very long time,” he said, hands venturing down your body.

“I don’t care what you are,” you murmured, gently brushing his hair out of his face. His eyes flicked back to their piercing blue and he smiled brilliantly at you.

He lifted your leg and his cock prodded at your entrance gently before he sheathed himself completely inside of you. His mouth found your neck and he bit hard enough to draw blood, making you gasp from the mingled pain and pleasure.

Yes, you would have fun with your James for a long, long time.

Next Part

[imnevergonnagiveyouup]

I honestly have no idea how there’s over 450+ of you now but there is and I wanna let you all know how thankful I am to have you all around. Roleplay has always been like a small window of escape for me for stress and a distraction but aside from the roleplaying I’ve also come to meet some pretty amazing people and have the honor of befriending them so I’m really thankful for that the most. To meet such amazing and talented people and just be able to have a wonderful and good time together is what I appreciate the most. I’ve been in this site give or take for a good number of years now and a lot’s changed since I joined but overall I’m very thankful to all the people I’ve gotten the chance to write with, talk with, and get to know so thanks for putting up with me and my sunshine boy like I really appreciate it a lot cause Cloud just really means a lot to me okay. And I could probably ramble on about him but this isn’t about him so I’m gonna hold back on that, stay tuned lmao. So on wards we go!

I am a music lover leave me alone all of my follow forevers have mood music. I say all of my follow forevers when in reality this is just my second one cause I skipped like four I should’ve made tbh lmao.

In the wise words of Rihanna: I WANT YOU TO STAAAY.

@fairlegacy: Honestly what is there not to appreciate about you? You’re very to yourself most of the time but I’ve somehow managed to chuck through that hard exterior of yours and now we’re best friends, you are my bro, like I see you as my big brother and part of my family, someone I can trust and go to for logical advice. Though our personalities and ways of seeing things are different we somehow manage to understand one another by the end of it. I’m so thankful to have you in my life and that you’re in it. Like I legit can’t imagine it without you my dude and I don’t want to so thanks for sticking around and for putting up with me. I really admire you and look up to you in many ways. You’re also such an amazing Zack roleplayer but honestly that’s a plus okay to me that doesn’t mean everything since I’m interested in you the most aside from the roleplaying. I love you man and thanks for always being a shoulder and a rock for me when like things get rocky. Thanks for helping me up when I think I can’t stand up anymore. You’re an amazing friend Sam and a very good person I’d move mountains and fight dragons for you my dude. This is gross as fuck but you need to know that I love you okay.

@gaeaguard: You’re an awesome friend and I always look up to you cause of how much effort you put into a lot, always trying your best to be as understanding as you can and to be there for people and let them know that you care for them. I appreciate it a lot when we get to talk and we’re usually just joking around and like just crying over final fantasy in some aspects lmao but you’ve also given me advice and like showed that you care for me a lot and just want what’s best for me so thanks for that. Thanks for being a good friend and a good person to a lot of people I feel really lucky to know you a bit and be able to talk to you from time to time. Aside from being an amazing Aeirs rper/writer/graphics maker you’re a really cool and wonderful person so thanks for being in my life as well friend.

@jjillekkot: Bestest friend! You and I grew close pretty quickly and I’m so happy to have you in my life, extremely thankful in fact and like I don’t know to be frank you’re just a blessing to me? You’re always there for me you always wanna talk to me and like you just give me some time of your day or as much as you can to spend time with me and that just really means a lot to me. When I’m feeling down you always try to cheer me up or remind me that I’m not by myself and that I shouldn’t take on things on my own and I really appreciate that sentiment a lot. I enjoy talking to you, roleplaying and writing with you, you’re such a wonderful writer and such a sweet person. You’ve dealt with so much and yet you try to understand everybody and tend to put in more effort than another person which tbh to me isn’t a very fair thing to do and honestly you shouldn’t deal with half-assed bs like that so it’s why like I try to remind you all the time that I’ve got your back for anything and everything as well. I’m just so glad to have you in my life and know that you’ll always have me as well.

@mccnoracle: Tbh you’ve been in my life for the longest time and we’ve gone through a fair amount of things together. Good and bad we always seem to stick together somehow no matter how much we struggled. I know you’re going through a hard time right now and I really do mean it when I say I’m always here for you and I’m here to help you, that I can be someone you can depend on as you have for so many years now and you’ve pretty much done the same for me. You’ve been in my life in one of the hardest times in it, I struggled for months maybe even a year and you were there (regardless of the bad) and that still means the world to me that you didn’t abandon me when I was struggling and sometimes even falling apart. You’re more stubborn than I am but I want to be there for you the same way you were for me well ish this time without like the arguing and stuff I think you know what I mean lmao. You’re a very important and special person to me and I really do hold you dear to me, I’m extremely thankful to have you in my life so thanks for putting up with me. I know you struggle with a lot but do know that you’re a wonderful person okay.

@sanctiichor: KOKO! Ah I’m so glad that I met you! You’re such a wonderful person Koko and like you’re also a wonderful writer and I really admire you for that and not just that but your art is always so beautiful? When I get the chance to see it or when you decide to share it and it always leaves me in like shook okay? You’re such a wonderful friend and you’re just such a wonderful influence in general and I think that doesn’t just apply for me but for a good number of people. You always have me laughing at your gif reactions when you send them out and you just have such a wonderful sense of humor I can’t believe that when I first followed you I felt a little bit intimidated by you lmao. Honestly it was probably your son, he so tol and majestic okay but anyway I’m glad that we managed to be in friendly terms and that we talk every so often! I feel really blessed to have you in my life you’re awesome! You go glen koko! 

@phylxrchus: Eyyy Kaoru! You’re a really good friend of mine and you’re just an overall warm person at least to me. Always know how to have a good time and I think you’re also a very positive influence for me so I also feel pretty lucky to have met you and be able to also call you a friend of mine. I know you’re going through quite some stuff at the moment that’s pretty big so know that I’m wishing you a lot of luck and that I’m always here waiting for you! With whatever you need you know I always got your back and I’ll always try my best to be as supportive as possible for you just like you’ve been for me which I appreciate extremely. You’ a pretty amazing person and I really appreciate you and your muse too when you throw him at Cloud lmao. 

@lockethart: YOU! YOU DORK YOU! YOU AWESOME AND COOL PERSON YOU! Ok but it’s funny how we first started to talk because it was just us screaming about nt and tifa like literally I think we were caps locking each other for a good set of minutes there lmao but on a serious note you’re an awesome person and you’re also very sweet. When we get to talk I laugh, you have a beautiful sense of humor and you’ve told me that I make you laugh as well which makes me happy that I can bring you to smile and laugh like you do for me. I really appreciate that cause I’m always very busy more often than not, head of my household so like there’s a lot of stuff I have to keep up with and in mind and coming here to talk with you from time to time or just plot or pick at each other/our muses is always such a nice thing to me. Laughter truly is the best medicine and though to a personal level I don’t know you too well I don’t doubt that you’re a magnificent individual. Thanks for sparing me some time of your day whenever you get the chance and for like talking to me cause tbh I’ve always wanted to but never knew how to approach you cause I thought I was too lame and you were too cool. Tifa is queen okay, and keep on rocking!

@aetla / @valfreyan: Let me just start this off by saying that I love every single one of you and that you’re all very awesome and cool and that I wish you all only the good things in life cause Bunny’s gonna kill me for this. Ok now that I got that outta the way I can talk about Bunny the Bully. Realistically speaking I’ve only been talking to Bunny for a few days that’s legit it and most of the time she’s just punching me around not joking you can even ask her to verify lmao but she’s a very wonderful and considerate individual. She might be yelling at you that she wants to fight you and beat you up but she’s a very soft person and very caring and I get those vibes from her. She’s also very helpful, gives great advice and is a hex girl so be careful about that too lmao. No but seriously Bunny’s a blessing and I guess I just get easily attached to people I’m always a friendly dude so like I already consider her a very nice and good friend and I will beat anybody up if they mess with her too, I still can’t believe I was intimidated/scared by you arxrxr but even then I always thought you were amazing when I saw you on the dash through mutual we had, you make me smile and laugh and that’s honestly one of the best gifts I could ever be given. Thanks for being so amazing and wonderful Bunny.

@valkiris / @ladydames / @cosmicworn (idk what blog you’re on ok): DAWN! Ok so I’ve told you before that for the longest time I’ve admired you and been like too nervous/afraid/unsure/idk of how to approach you and talk to you but like I always had that want to get to know you better. I always thought you were cool and amazing, and tbh I still do now and even more now that I’m like actually talking to you little by little. You’re such a fun person like muses and writing aside you’re really chill and you make me laugh too quite a lot like yesterday when I told you about my phobia I thought that was hilarious and adorable okay that was gold to me. You also made a comment about how like usually nobody would know if you’re not doing okay cause you’ll keep it to yourself and honestly I’m the same way you are with that but like always know that you can depend on me okay? That I’m always there to want to lend a hand and to help you out like you’ve handed me advice just the other day and helped me handle something. Aside from being an extraordinary writer you’re an equally extraordinary person and I’m just really thankful and feel so lucky that I’m like passed that wall that was preventing me from socializing with you and getting to know you? I just didn’t want to come off as annoying cause I guess I do tend to talk too much to people but like thank you so much? For just being your wonderful self.

*SALT BAES SOME GLITTER DUST ON Y’ALL*

These are people that I’ve either talked on occasion/have went out of their way to talk to me/I want to get to know better and are just really amazing okay you’re all really amazing and if I could tag every single one of you I would but I’m doing this by memory rn and this is taken much longer than it should have cause I started doing this like….. ..3 hours ago and I’m now just getting it done BUT THE POINT IS THAT I LOVE YOU GUYS OKAY A LOT AND THANK YOU SO MUCH.

@magitekelite @qkslvr @exiistisms @moonfayth @foughtsorrow @lockedfighter @lazuliss @leviathkand @legacycarry @gamenu @thighsbitch @eruditorem @ryusxnka @rosalithe @rude-at-your-service @tactiquess @trashkingizunia @triggerxhappy @honorificus @hatsuuharu @white-bird-in-a-cage @wutaiiwarrior @witchinfest @firixn @goddessoath @gxnwrought @jen-ova @astralchose @asouldivided @duelbreak @aloofleader @residentangel @kingdomkxy @islelight @xkuja @xkuja @xfarron @catncore @crystarium-rose @appointedescort @vxmpirehunterd @badassbarmaid @blackmage-lulu @klcpto @praesidioest @adventurouswind @ablackwing @stcrmblade @solauctor @serpentsun @lanahub @osolars @braskide @drexm-eater @dragooniv @pathoftrials @drgfyre @depthsbled @smashkick @visumbra @spiraledeye @scphiiroth @stellaux @ofbesaid @re-no @chezqah @wildrosemonarch @galbanaspired @faeriesboon AND THERE’S MORE PEOPLE OK BUT I CAN’T REMEMBER THEM RN.

&. YOU

I know for a fact I missed a lot of people and there’s so many of you and I wish I could tag all of you but everybody in general really who follows me or like spares me some time of their day like thanks so much you’re awesome and you’re the real MVP. I truly appreciate it and hope that the future ahead only gets better for you!

TLDR;

[spntvdhunger]

“The best thing I’ve ever had in my life”

Imagine: You turned your humanity off after finding out Damon cheated on you. And now he’s desperate to get you back.

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GIFS/IMAGES NOT MINE CREDIT TO OWNERS

Pairings: Damon x (vampire) reader! Humanity off. / Elena (mentioned) / Stefan (mentioned)

Warnings: Angst, a little of fluff I guess... Strong Lenguage and violence

Word count: 2619

A/N: This is the first thing I write abourt Damon but I’m very excited.. I had this in my mind for weeks or months idk.. So here is it. Italics are flash backs ;)

You were sitting at the edge of your bed, struggling with the tears, your heart aching and you could barely breathe. The only thing you could felt was your heart breaking a little more every second. That pain had a name; Damon Salvatore.

You arrived at the boarding house, and as soon as you put a foot inside, you heard some noises on the second floor. You sped to Damon’s room and you saw your biggest fear in front of you.

Damon was on the bed, shirtless and kissing Elena.

They heard you and they pulled apart. “Oh my god… Y/N” Elena whispered, covering her body with the sheets. “Y/N… Hey, it’s” Damon started. “It’s not what it looks like, right?” You said, trying to hold your tears. “Fuck you two.” You abandoned the room as fast as you arrived and you continued running until you get to your house.

And there you were… Crying over the love of your life, who had betrayed you with one of your best friends. You knew that he had feelings for her, especially because of the existence of Katherine in his past, but he had said to you so many times that he loved you. “Bull shit.” You took your lamp and throw it at the wall, shattering everything. You couldn’t take it anymore, tears pouring out of your eyes and there was no way to stop them.

As a vampire every emotion was heightened, happiness, love, but this type of pain was almost physical. Your limbs burning in pain as your heart broke more and more. And the only reason you transformed into a vampire was to be with Damon… But now, now you were alone and tired of crying.

You closed your eyes and slowly you reached that switch placed at the back of your brain. You knew that you didn’t want to turn it because of him, you didn't want to give him that much power over you… But he had it. You only wanted to stop feeling. So, you turn it.

You cleaned up your tears and get up, ready to go anywhere, not longing care.

In the middle of a road, you were laying, facing the sky, simply looking at the stars, when a vehicle stopped in front of you, just how you’ve been waiting. You stood up just to see a young man getting off the car. “Hey…” He said. “Are you alright? Do you need help?”  Your sight caught a girl in the car. You looked back to the man. “Stay here.” Just like that you compelled him and reached to the woman. You opened the door and the woman looked you with panic in her eyes. You took her arm and forced her to get out the car. “Let me go!” She screamed. “Jason! Jason! Help!” She called the man, but he couldn’t move. “Stop it.” You ordered. “Don’t move.” And she did what you told her.

You looked at both, intrigued and entertained. “Are you a couple or something?” “Yes.” They answered. “Well, this is going to be fun!” You looked at Jason and took his chin with one hand. “You are going to answer everything I ask, okay?” He nodded. “Tell me, Jason, have you cheated on her?” He shook his head in denied. “No? Really?” You giggled. “That’s kind of unbelievable. Who the hell is faithful nowadays?” “I have been faithful to Sara the four years of our relationship.” “Hmm… Now shut up.” You then looked at the girl, Sara.

Fear was filling her eyes. “And tell me honey, have you cheated on him?” She bit her lip. “Answer!” You ordered. A tear escaped from her eye while she nodded. “Speak!” “Yes, I have!” Jason turned to see her and opened his mouth to say something but he was compelled, he couldn’t. “I’m so sorry, Jason… I…” “Oh dear, stop that, please.” You rolled your eyes. “Do you really regret it?” Sara looked at you, with tears in her eyes. “No…” Her voice broke and you almost laugh. Now tears were coming down Jason’s face. “Oh, tell me something more, honey, who was he?” She fought, she didn’t want to speak but she did it anyways. “Marc… His brother.”

“Damn, girl.” She was shaking. “When was the last time you did it?” She looked at you, asking for mercy with her eyes but you couldn’t feel anything. “Last Friday.” She answered. A huge laugh escaped from your throat. “Oh, Jason, tell me how do you feel.” Betrayed. Broken… In pain.” He said. “No, Jason, I love you…” “Shut the fuck off!” She closed her mouth. “I’ve been with a bitch the whole time.” “Yes, sometimes that happens sweetheart…” You could tell how angry he was. “Do you want revenge?”

“I want her to pay for what she has done.” He hissed. “Do you want her to feel your pain, Jason?” “Yes.” You smiled. “You want her to die?” He remained silent for two seconds, but then he spoke. “Yes.” “Well, today is your lucky day.”

You jumped to the woman’s neck, tearing it apart with your fangs and sucking her blood. She tried to fight but that was even better, she failed. You dropped her dead body to the ground and then went for Jason.

Damon gave you your time, well, he didn’t really know how to talk to you again, but when he went to look for you, you were already gone, but left a body trail behind you. And that made it even worse for him; knowing that you turned off your humanity… Because of him.

“Two more corpses were found today morning.” Stefan said, throwing the newspaper to his brother. “I think this is her, Damon, I really do.” He had been helping him tracking you down for almost one week.  “I think she’s going to New York… You have to find her now.” Damon glared at him and shook his head. “I don’t think Y/N wants to see me…” “If you were the reason why she turned it off, you are the only one who can turn it back on.”

“I don’t know how I’m going to be able to look at her, Stefan.” Pain was audible in Damon’s voice. “I ruined everything.” He stood up and grabbed his empty vase and then throw it at the wall, breaking it into little pieces. “I ruined the best thing I’ve ever had in my life.” He whispered, struggling with tears. “I ruined her, Stefan.” “Well, it’s time for you to fix everything, Damon.”

“Maybe it’s the best I leave her alone.” Stefan walked to his brother. “No, Damon. She´s lost, what’s going to happen when her humanity slowly slides back? She’s going to be alone, overwhelmed with all the regret of killing that many people.” Damon looked at his brother, he knew he was right. “What have I done?”

You took the man’s hair and pulled his head, making him look at you. His hands traveled to your pants, trying to unbutton them. You leaned and kissed his neck, making him moan, then you bit his skin. “Oh, baby girl, not that hard.” He mumbled. “Oh, sorry.” Your fangs descended and perforated his neck. “What the hell!” he screamed in pain. “Let me go!” He fought, but he wasn’t strong enough for you. In just two minutes you drank all his blood, killing him. You threw his body to the side of your bed and then laid over your back, enjoying the feeling, getting high in blood.

You were asleep, you had been sleeping for too long… Hours, maybe even days. A thud noise wakes you up. Some familiar hands took your arms, blue worried eyes staring at you. “Y/N?” You heard his voice far away. “Y/N!” You opened your eyes and hit your back with the bed’s headboard. “Damon! What the heck are you doing here!” You set you free from his grip. “Leave now!”

“Hell no, I’m not leaving you alone until you turn your humanity on.” “Well, I have no intentions of doing that. Now I’m better, I’m not a stupid little girl in love with you.” You licked your lip. “But… We can fuck if you want… For the good old days, you were good at that.” You placed a hand on his knee and got a little closer to his face. “This is not you, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes and moved back. “This is the best version of me. No feelings, no strings attached, just fun.” A little smirk appeared on your face. “When I met you, you were way more fun. Shame.”

You jumped out the bed and sped to the door, but just before you could leave, Damon snapped your neck. You hit the ground unconscious, and Damon took you in his arms, then he put you in the trunk of his Camaro and drove back to Mystic Falls.

You woke up in the middle of the darkness, you tried to stand up, but your face hit something hard. “You are awake, Y/N” you heard Stefan's voice. “What the hell… Where the hell am I?” You hit a metal board with your hands and then kicked it. “You locked me up? Seriously? You know I’m a vampire, right? I can be here literally for centuries.”

“That’s not what we were planning.” Damon took a little handle of the cage and then slide the board. “Oh… Hi… Ah!” You started to scream in pain when the sun burned your skin. “You took my daylight ring!” You yelled while you moved uncontrollably inside the cage, trying to escape from the sun. “Stop! Stop! Stop!” Damon shut the board. You laughed, laughed like you had heard the most hilarious joke ever. “If you think that´s how you are going to make me turn it back on…” He slides the board one more time and you screamed when the sunlight touched your skin, burn it like acid.

Damon repeated that action thousand times more, not getting any progress. You laughed every time he closed the gate. It was almost more painful for him than it was for you. You were started to desiccate thanks to all the burns, and even with the pain in your veins, you could take more.

He took off the board one more time. Your face burning, but he got closer, took your head with his hands and snapped your neck again. “What the fuck you’ve just done?” Stefan screamed. “This is not going to work… Stefan, if we are trying to Y/N to feel something… Burning her is not going to help.” He answered. “So, what you have in mind?”

You woke up again, with the sound of your neck getting in its original place. “Good morning.” Damon murmured, with a smirk on his face. You jumped, hitting yourself with the cage. “What the fuck are you doing here.” “Making you feel.” You rolled your eyes.

The cage was small enough to make you uncomfortable. It wasn’t made for two people. You were laying on his chest, facing him. A vague idea came to your mind… Ripping his heart out. You actually tried, but space didn’t let you… You couldn’t move a muscle.

“You are getting angry don’t you.” Damon said, with his classic cocky smile. “Don’t even get me started.” You moved, hitting the board with your back, trying to move it, or break it, or do something, you wanted to get out of there. The last thing you wanted was to be in the same space as Damon and share oxygen. “You are going to hurt yourself.” “I don’t care!” You hit it again, again and again. Tears of desperation threaten to abandon your eyes. “Get me out of here!” You yelled, hoping somebody could hear you.

“Yes… Focus on that feeling Y/N.” You closed your eyes and tilted your face, so couldn’t see Damon. “You are angry because you are in this excessively small cage, with me.” Your body shrunk. “Is that what you felt when you saw me kissing Elena?” That image flashed in your brain and you could feel the pain. “Or what did you feel? Did I break your heart?” “Stop!” You begged. “Think about the people you killed. How many families have you destroyed? It’s impossible to know…” “Damon stop!”

“Think about all the pain you have caused…” Suddenly all the memories of the people dying on your hands invaded your brain. “Some of them were parents, sons, daughters, partners…” Tears were coming and you couldn’t stop them anymore. “Stop, please! Shut up!” “They had all their lives ahead.”  You started to sob on Damon’s shoulder.

“And remember what drove you to take that decision… Me.” The little switch was shaking. “I cheated on you, I lied to you, I disappointed you. I broke you.”

And then everything. You cried uncontrollably. Everything that Damon said hurt him too, seeing you in that way hurt him in a way he could never describe.

He tried to hug you, but you didn’t want to be close to him anymore, you wanted to escape, to never see him again. “Stefan!” You called him.

A few days passed. You didn’t leave your room for anything. Stefan accompanied you most of the time, but when you were alone, when you tried to sleep, you couldn’t stop thinking about everything you’ve done, in all the people you killed… And then Damon. It hurt you but you needed him and at the same time you hated him.

Elena tried to call you, but you didn’t want to talk with her, at least not for now. You wanted to talk with Damon first, but you weren’t ready for that and maybe you’ll never be it.

“Hey… Y/N, can I come in?” You doubted a little but then nodded. He walked to your bed and sit at the edge, looking at you. “I wanted to talk with you.” He mumbled. “I know.” You knew you have to, but you really didn’t want to.

“I know that ‘sorry’ is too short to express how I feel…” His jaw clenched. “I can’t stop thinking that everything that happened to you was my fault, Y/N” You swallowed. “I know you don’t want to listen to this… Me talking about Elena… That was something… I… I can describe it.” “You love her, don’t you?” That almost felt like and insult to Damon but he didn’t show it, he probably deserved it. “No, no, that’s where I want to go… It felt good for a single second, but then it changed. Everything felt wrong, I was just thinking about you… I was about to end everything when you arrived, I know you may not believe that… But… Yes."

Yes, that was hard to believe, but deep inside your heart, you knew it was true.

“That made me realize one thing… That I love you, Y/N. I love you more than anything in this world.” Tears, you had to hold them. “And yes, I’m a stupid, I did the dumbest thing to realize it. And… Ah…” He shrugged. “You are the best thing I’ve ever had in my life… And I ruined it.” Damon sighed.

“Damon… This hurt, very much… But I… I… I love you.” You murmured. A flash of happiness lighted Damon’s face. He took both of his hands to your cheeks. “Really? You do?” “Yes… But it’s going to be hard for me to finally forgive you.” “I know, I know.” He nodded.

You smiled and then you approached to him, to his lips and slowly, gently kissed him on the lips. A small kiss, full of emotions and with a promise of love.

Damon’s tags: @dean-winchesters-favorite-demon.tumblr.com @fandomlover03 @supernaturalbaesduh @noworries418

Forever tags <3: @shut-ur-face-and-get-in-the-car @strawberryjuiceboxxx

[awriterincrime]

Just A Click Away - Peter Parker x Reader

Prompt : Reader has to choose between her sweet online friend and her cute blind date. (not my gif)

 Warnings : nada 

 Word count : 2.7k 

 A/N : Italics = messages 

I kinda miss writing Peter Parker stuff, so i decided to post this. I might write some more, so if you want something, ask me here. If i get some i like, ill write.

Read my other shit : I Have To Keep You Safe : Part 1 Part 2  Part 3

It had all started a few months back, you meeting Peter. It was by chance really, a bit of dumb luck. You had joined this dumb website your friends had told you about. It was a way for teenagers to meet other kid near them and make friends. Most people used the site inappropriately, for sexting or something crazy, but you were just bored. 

 You had talked to a few guys, a girl here and there and they were all the same. The guys usually started out with “send a pic (;” and you would automatically close the chat. A few tried to start an actual conversation, but you knew their true intentions. You were close to giving up as a whole, and spending your time elsewhere, until you met Peter. 

 Peter was in the same spot as you, he just wanted to talk to people, make new friends. He had more time to himself than before, considering his new secret as Spider-Man, and wanted someone he could talk to, without having to worry about being called up to go to the movies while he was stopping a robbery.

 The two of you were matched up by the site, stating you had similar interests. The conversation had a rocky start, Peter still being nervous to meet someone who couldn’t even see him. Eventually, the conversation began to flow, you both sharing your love for computers, Star Wars, and a liking for your neighborhood vigilante, Spider-Man. 

 The conversations became more consistent, talking to each other almost every day. You both had agreed to keep your names anonymous, and often just referred to each other as ‘internet friend’. You two never ran out of things to talk about, and overtime, you felt as if you were developing feelings for your internet friend. You only knew his username and had never seen his face, but it felt like you had known him forever. 

 @(y/n/u/n) : You truly think that Spiderman and Captian America are evenly matched? 

 @spdy93 : It’s possible ! Spiderman is pretty strong 

 @(y/n/u/n) : You act like you and Spiderman are best friends 

 @spdy93 : maybe we are (; 

 @(y/n/u/n) : In your dreams ya nerd :p 

 “You’re still talking to that guy, (Y/N)?” Your friend asked, looking over your shoulder as you messaged your internet friend about some parts of your day.

 “Yeah, why?” You asked ironically, not really caring about your friends opinion either way. Your friends thought your online relationship was strange, especially to be going on this long. 

 “It’s just weird. You should being going on real dates, not talking to some guy whose name you don’t even know.” Your friend snapped back.

 “Fine, get me a date then.” You snickered sarcastically. 

 “Really? Great! I’ve got just the guy!” Your friend squealed, picking up her phone and running of to make plans for your Friday. 

 “Ah crap,” You sighed to yourself, following behind her, hoping for the best.  

Friday night came sooner than you had hoped. You were sat inside a smelly cab, on your way to a blind date with some guy named Peter. He was your friend’s cousin and she thought the two of you would be “oh so perfect” for each other. She refused to tell you anything about him, so you were going in completely blind. 

 You reached the restaurant, stepping out of the cab and handy the driver a $10 dollar bill, letting him keep the change.  You stood awkwardly at the front door, suddenly nervous to go inside. You didn’t even know what this guy looked like, what if you sat down at the wrong table and made a fool of yourself? What if he saw you, got embarrassed and ditched before you could even say hi? 

Before your nerves completely consumed you, you felt a small buzz in your pocket, a message from your internet friend. 

 @spdy93 : I was forced to go outside today, so I’ll have to talk to you later 

 You smiled lightly as his sarcastic message, replying back about your own worries. 

 @(y/n/u/n) : Same here, going on a blind date, haha. 

 @spdy93 : Oh really? Good luck. He’s a lucky guy. (or she idk) 

 You chuckled a bit, shoving your phone back into your pocket, feeling somewhat comforted by his words. Taking a deep breath, you made way into the restaurant. It was a pretty calm and romantic atmosphere, a little more mature than the burger joints that you were used to. You gazed around at all the happy couples lost deeply in each others eyes, and the other couples who seemed to be deeply lost in their phones. 

 You felt slightly uncomfortable standing at the front door like a lost puppy. The tables were mostly full, and you had no idea what your date even looked like. 

“Um, (Y/N)?” You heard a soft shout from the opposite side of the room. You turned to see a boy about your age standing at a table, waving his hand to you. You quickly made your way to the table, not wanting to cause a scene in the restaurant. 

 “Sorry for shouting.” He started out, rubbing the back of his neck. “You looked a bit lost, and I wasn’t sure if you were my date or not, since this is a blind date. I accidentally yelled at two other ladies before you got here.” You laughed, taking your seat across from Peter. “That’s ok. Blind dates are always hard.” 

 After a few minutes, the date was going perfectly. Peter was funny, sweet, and just an all-around great guy. You both agreed that the restaurant wasn’t truly your style, and you were more comfortable getting an ice cream cone. You two ditched the restaurant, and crossed the street, grabbing two ice cream cones and walking the New York streets together.

 “I had a really great time Peter. If I’m being honest, I wasn’t really looking forward to a blind date, but it was really fun.” 

 “Yeah me neither, this isn’t really my style, but I’m glad it was with you.” Peter smiled. You could feel your cheeks burning, gushing at how sweet Peter was. 

Time flew by with him, and before you knew it, you had walked all the way back to your neighborhood. “Would it, um, be too forward to ask to see you again sometime?” Peter mumbled, staring down at his shoes. 

 “No, it wouldn’t.“ You smiled beamed, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. “I would love to see you again.”

 “Really?! I mean, that’s great! That’s, um, awesome, yeah.” Peter tried his best to contain his excitement. You giggled softly, making Peter smile.

You wished Peter a final goodbye, closing the front door behind you as he walked out into the night. You leaned your back against the door, sighing in relief that your date had actually been fun. 

 After Peter left, you jumped into your bed, pulling out your phone immediately to text your friend. It was funny, you really did enjoy the date, but for lots of it, you were thinking about your internet friend. 

 You thought he and Peter were such alike, they possibly could be friends. It was like seeing your internet friend in person for the first time. How much you wondered what he looked like and what his name was, but you were afraid of being too forward and possibly creepy.

 @(y/n/u/n) : best date ever ! 

 @spdy93 : haha, you had fun? 

@(y/n/u/n) : yeah, he was a lot like you c:

 @spdy93 : so he was ridiculously handsome and charming ? (; 

 @(y/n/u/n) : actually he was more of a nerdy know-it-all (: 

 @spdy93 : ouch :/ 

 You laughed to yourself, shaking your head as the two of you continued to talk until you fell asleep. 

 A few weeks later, you and Peter had your second date, and another one after that, and another after that. You had so much with fun, and you could slowly feel yourself falling for him. But in the back of your mind, you kept thinking about your friend. 

 It felt strange for some reason, like you were leading Peter on. Here was this guy that you just met but had such a strong pull to you , and one you’ve never met, but felt like you’ve known forever. You could see you and Peter becoming more serious in the future and you wanted to make sure that you knew what you wanted. Peter or your mystery guy. 

 @spdy93 : hey what’s up? 

 @(y/n/u/n) : I want to meet you. 

 @spdy93 : what? 

 @(y/n/u/n) : I want to meet you. in person. We’ve been talking for months, and I don’t even know your real name. I think it’s a good idea.  

@spdy93 : oh 

 @(y/n/u/n) : Do you not want to…? 

 @spdy93 : I do! I do! I just got caught off guard, y’know? I would love to meet you. (: 

 Those words tugged at your heart, a jittery feeling flowing through your whole body. Moments like this is what made you cautious Small things like mentioning love, or saying that he thought something you said was cute made you feel like you were flying. 

 The day had come. You were going to meet him. 

 You had decided to meet around noon that Saturday. You had given him the address to a coffee shop nearby, and told him to meet you there. He agreed and told you he would be wearing a green Zelda shirt, so you would recognize him. You told him you would be wearing a gold owl necklace, hoping this would make your meeting somewhat easier. 

 You got there 15 minutes early, too anxious to even wait.You had barely gotten any sleep that night, tossing and turning, wondering what would happen. Was he tall? Short? Did he have a lisp, or a large wart on the side of his face? Would it even matter? Would it be worth it? 

 You found your thoughts slowly drifting to Peter, and wondering if what you were doing was right. Here you had this sweet guy, who was practically perfect, yet you were still thinking about another. They were so similar, yet why couldn’t you choose? 

 Your nerves were starting to get the better of you. It was 12:05 and no sign of a green Zelda shirt. The front door had a small bell on it and would ring every time the door would open. That soft sound had become the bane of your existence, turning your head wildly to the front door, hoping to see a green shirt, and run into someone’s arms.

 It felt as if hours had passed by, and still no green Zelda shirt. You were starting to give up hope and your anxiety was eating you alive. What if he didn’t really want to meet you? What if he saw you and left? Was this a mistake? What if he’s actually a 40 year old man? You were biting at your nails now in anticipation, more nervous than ever before. So focused on your new thoughts, you barely noticed the loud crash at the front door. 

 You turned to see two people laying together on the floor, both in a certain amount of pain. They seemed to had crashed into each other and now coffee was spilled all over the floor and each other. 

 "I’m so sorry!” The boy cried out to the waiter next to him. “I was in a hurry, I’m looking for someone and I’m late.” He began to ramble on, but the waiter just brushed him off and made his way to the back to change clothes. You sighed in relief that all the excitement was over, but then realized there was something familiar about that voice. 

 “Peter?” You said to yourself as you watched the boy attempt to stand up, obviously out of breath. He hadn’t even noticed you yet, panting to himself as he anxiously searched around the room. 

 “Peter! What are you doing here?” 

 “(Y/N)!” He spoke breathlessly. “Wh-what are you doing here? I-’m supposed to be meeting a friend here. I just, I don’t know where she is.” 

She. Your heart fell. He was meeting another girl. Why you were upset, you didn’t know. You and Peter weren’t exclusive, just a few dates, and you were here to meet another guy yourself. 

 “Oh, so what’s her name?” You asked shyly. Peter chuckled to himself shyly, looking down at his shoes. 

“This is gonna sound crazy, but I don’t know. I’m meeting her for the first time. 

“Oh, so a blind date?” 

 “Not exactly. It’s more of a -wait, can I see your necklace?” 

 “Um, sure, I guess.” You were confused, why would he be interested in your necklace at all? He slowly moved in closer to you, gently lifting the gold necklace that rested carefully across your collarbone. 

“I-is that an owl?” 

 "Yes, why?” You chuckled slightly, still confused as to why he was so curious. 

At that moment, your eyes trailed down his coffee stained shirt to see the bright green and gold Zelda logo sprawled across his chest. 

 "You.“ You both muttered softly to each other, now staring into each other’s eyes. It was Peter all along. He was the one you had been talking to. He was the one you were falling in love with, in more ways than one. It was always him.

"This is, wow.” Peter exclaimed with a smile. 

“Did you know?” You shook your head vigorously. 

“Not at all. I just really wanted to meet you. I can’t believe this is happening." 

"Maybe we should sit down.” Peter suggested, and you nodded, sitting across from the brunette at the small coffee table. 

he two of you went on to talk for hours about anything and everything that came to mind. You both felt so stupid for not asking each others names, and if once thinking that maybe it was them all along.

 As you spoke to Peter, you felt your heart swell with every word he spoke. The way he lit up when he would talk just made you flutter. You two has been talking for hours now, and decided to take it outside in the park. You walked side by side quietly, making small comments every few minutes, but mostly just taking in each other’s presence. 

 "This is quite a story.“ Peter remarked, breaking the comfortable silence between you two. 

 "You can say that again.” You giggled softly. Peter had stopped walking, and was now standing in front of you, looking nervous again. 

 "I want to ask you something.“ He started. 

 "Anything.” With his eyes closed, he took in a deep breath, and then began to speak very quickly. 

“I know that we’ve only known each other for a short time, but I feel like I’ve known you for a long time especially since we’ve been friends for so many months without even knowing it and I just think that you’re really cool, inside and out. And I really like both of you, I mean there is only one of you, but I mean internet you and real life you and I know we’ve only been on a few dates but I really wanna kiss you and call you my girlfriend, but if you’re not ok with that then we can stay friends, and I’m totally cool with that too but-” Peter continued to ramble on nervously as you laughed to yourself at the boy. 

 You smiled at his frantic state, leaning up on your toes, and placing your lips carefully onto his. He froze for a second, then leaned into you, carefully kissing you back and falling into a quick rhythm. A rush of fireworks and lust filled inside of you, a euphoria like never before. You felt his hand grip tightly at your waist as you placed your arms around his neck. It all felt so natural with him, two bodies moving in sync with each other, meant to be. He felt so soft and with every touch you felt more alive than ever. 

 When you slowly pulled away, Peter was still frozen, attempting to gather his thoughts. “I’ll take that as a yes?” He joked. 

 "Of course, Peter.“ You smiled, wrapping your arms comfortably around him as you hugged tightly, smiling with complete bliss. 

 Who knew that love could be just one click away.

[todokori-kun]

(Ok, so I wrote out this super-long message but wifi died when I was submitting it. Tumblr told me I’d lost connection so I’m pretty sure it didn’t reach you.

If it somehow did, though…sorry for sending in another one OTL And sorry this keeps happening, my computer is being really weird ^^;;)

Tysm ;-; I’m glad I’m not annoying you or anything :D Queen Luna is honestly one of my favorite people to talk to as well, though. Thanks for being so amazing and supportive <3

Yep. Ishida’s Back.

I’m honestly not too sure how I feel about this pregnancy though. On one hand, since I never really cared too much about Touka I don’t think I’m going to have a hard time caring for this kid, even if they ARE also Kaneki’s child. I also think this wasn’t really necessary and I don’t want drama between Touken and other ghouls over the child- I want the plot to move forward and to get some questions answered…

However, it is really interesting how this parallels with other parents throughout TG’s story. Touken right now reflects the Yoshimura-Ukina-Eto dynamic, and I’m pretty sure the Touken child is meant to connect to Eto.

See, what I’m thinking about is that TG’s parents have a history of abandoning their children in favor of their ideals, even if they don’t always mean to do so. We have Mado, who was blinded by his black-and-white worldview and ended up dead, Arata, who sacrificed so much for his children that in the end he couldn’t even stay with them, Yoshimura, who left his daughter behind to create Anteiku (no matter if he meant well, it still affected Eto in a negative way and Yoshimura’s actions could be seen as partially selfish; he never considered how Eto would feel about this situation, after all), Kaneki’s mother, who was unable to choose between her child and her sister, and Kaneki himself could also count, having completely abandoned the Qs the moment Arima and Eto gave him the title of ‘One-eyed King’.

The only non-background-character who was actually a good parent is Shachi, I think.

So the question is: will Touken (Kaneki really, Touka seems to have made up her mind completely about this) be able to break this cycle? Will Kaneki choose his child like he wanted his mother to choose him over his aunt? Or will this child become motivation for him? (he’s never been the best candidate for the OEK after all, and he basically admitted to Amon and Seidou that he’s seriously depressed and just doesn’t care)

I’m also curious: pregnancies take a few months, y'know. I sincerely hope there won’t be a time skip. Or a miscarriage, because not only would that be too much for Kaneki and Touka, it would also be bad for the plot (why make Touka pregnant in the first place then?). Maybe the baby will be born in an epilogue or the last chapter. Maybe Kaneki and Touka will die, this kid will become the new OEK and Ishida will make a third TG series. Idk.

Wow, I didn’t intend to make such a long rant ^^;;

I think Thor’s new hairstyle looks cool (sorry Queen Luna) but yeah, it does also look a bit weird on him. Like, now I can’t look at him and think 'oh that’s the god of thunder’, I just think of Chris Hemsworth lol

That typo tho 'Nat and Clit’

Even after all that’s happened in canon, I still feel like Blackhawk have a deep bond and understand each other in a way the rest of the team can’t.

I feel like the fact that Sharon is Peggy’s niece alone makes it a 'NO’ ship XD the lack of development for both the relationship and Sharon as a character just added to that.

As for Loki…ah, well. If he wasn't such a jerk he wouldn’t be Loki.

Oh that sounds really cool :D And well, like I said above. It’s Loki. What can you do.

Haha, thanks ^^ I was obsessed with Bucky’s costume for a while after Winter Soldier. I literally had never heard of Captain America up until then so I didn’t even care about him (sorry Steve…do you still ship me with him? lol). I might actually have had a crush on Bucky at the time. Idk. I was nine(?).

I will drag you into Remember This Cold hell no matter what. It is my MISSION. I WILL make you have feels about Loki’s kitty (Steve got him a cat because he thought he might be lonely). I WILL make you sob over Loki’s redemption arc and his reaction when anyone dares to lay a finger on Steve (SPOILER: when he thinks Steve is dead he teams up with Bucky and absolutely destroys Hydra. When he and Steve are captured and tortured for information he threatens to cut open his own veins and summon a beast with the blood to destroy them all…he’s completely serious about that. One of the major things Steve has to help him with is how he gets desperate and suicidal whenever he thinks he might lose Steve).

Oh, so you won’t talk about Kanae, huh?

With my short existence, I can make a difference- I can be there for him, I can be his knight

Imagine this is Matsumae teaching Kanae about kagune usage and what it means to be a servant of the Tsukiyama family. For bonus angst, imagine that the slip-ups ('do it for her- that is to say, you do it for him’) are Matsumae talking about the late Mrs. Tsukiyama (HC that Matsumae was around when Shuu’s mom was alive, though I guess that’s unlikely considering her age…shush. Just ignore it for the angst.)

Kanae singing the 'I love you’ part from If I Could Tell Her as they fall off the building

Kanae singing 'But what you do when there’s this great divide? And what do you do when the distance is too wide?’ when Shuu is ill

 'I wondered how you learned to dance like all the rest of the world isn’t there’ and 'There’s nothing like your smile, sort of subtle and perfect and real. You never knew how wonderful that smile could make someone feel’ as they remember their memories with Shuu as a child.

'I love him, but every day I’m learning- all my life, I’ve only been pretending’ from On my Own when Eto is torturing Kanae

And then most of 'It’s Over, Isn’t It’ is from Kanae to Sasaki/Kaneki, of course, but then imagine that the chorus ('And she chose you, and she loved you, and she’s gone- it’s over, isn’t it? Why can’t I move on?’) is like a duet between Kanae and Shuu. Kanae’s pining over Shuu, of course, but Shuu’s POV is after Kanae’s death (referring to himself as 'you’).

Hope you liked this :)

But wait, if you knew all of Urie’s songs, that means you know Still Sane…does this mean you’re a Lorde fan? Because I thought Still Sane was one of her lesser-known songs. I’m obsessed with Lorde’s music, so…

And I’m also a fan of Fall out Boy and Marina and the Diamonds. It'd be cool if you listen to them as well :D

Seriously?! Because blue is my favorite color…wow!

I haven’t watched FMA but I know quite a bit about it (the Roy rain jokes are the best lol)…we actually talked on your FMA blog once ^^ And I’m excited to hear about any of Queen Luna’s OCs! I’m sure they’re all amazing :D (hahaha, I can relate about embarrassing old OCs. I can’t think of any right now but I know I have some). I’ll send you a little info about my OCs in a seperate submission, since this one seems to be getting a little long (though I can’t be sure) ^^;;

Oh, all four of those are lovely! I feel like the girl with the yellow hat (top row, left) has the most icon-ish look, if that makes sense? She also reminds of Queen Luna a little bit, idk why XD but that’s just my opinion, all four of those characters would make beautiful icons <3

Yep, your internet did die ^^;; This is the only thing I got from you... So no worries about spamming me ^^

Aww *hugs* I love talking to you a lot, a lot! So if you ever need anything, I’m here ^^ (I’d add gifs, but internet is slow).

The pregnancy is as out of place as that chapter (once again avoiding pervy words hahah). But... if Kaneki’s a ghoul (halfway) and Touka is a full ghoul, why does the baby need human food? I’m gonna assume Kaneki is the dad because I don’t want to think about the other options. 

I, too, think that the ghoul eating human food/human eating ghoul food for the baby to survive is a parallel for Eto, but we all know how that ended, so idk how i feel about it. Maybe the baby will be a cute and healthy kid who’ll live a nice childhood? Hopefully? Pls let me hope. 

Maybe Eto’ll adopt the baby since she knows the feeling of being abandoned and will give it a nice, happy childhood? HOPEFULLY???

Honestly, I don’t remember who Shachi is, so...

*gasp* you wound me... How could you like that hideousness that is the hair (or lack of it). Jk, you’re free to like what you want ^^ I mean, it’s not that bad I guess... I just liked the old version a bit more.  A lot more.

So much for avoiding risqué words.

I think their bond is mostly platonic? I mean, if Clint wasn’t married and didn’t have tons of babies, I’d assume there was more, but this way, I’d like to think it’s more of a brother-sister relationship. Why am I getting Love, Rosie flashbacks ;-;

Don’t tell me Sharon’s another Jane, this time with even less character -.-

I guess I’ll just avoid Civil War as long as possible :))

AS FOR KANAE

That’s my feeling about everything.

Well, my music taste isn’t quite definable by ‘likes this artist’ or anything, because it’s mostly a ‘I’m browsing youtube and I like this song, so i’ll download it’ one. So Still Sane just happens to be there. As for Fallout Boy and Marina, I do have quite a lot of their songs there ^^ But, generally speaking, most of my songs that aren’t idol songs ?uncomfortable cough* tend to go in the rock direction. Sometimes remixes and sometimes songs no one ever heard about, like Texas by Magic Man or Change My Life from Ashes Remain. Also, Holy by Zolita, although I mostly like that song because it’s so different from most songs nowadays. It’s a bit weird, though.

I really, really want to see all your OCs, especially the TG one that suffers a lot :))

Oh god, here’s my most embarrassing one, the FMA one:

Kk, her name’s Arya, she’s an alchemist (of course) and depending on how I felt at the moment, she was either shipped with Roy or Ed. Most of the time, it was Roy, so the info I wrote down was based on that. Is the cliche ‘sarcastic, but actually a huge softie’ character with right about 0 character flaws, other than being stubborn (’But it also helps when she’s suspicious about the homonculi!’). Now, this isn’t so bad. But here’s the best part. She has a stepdad (bc no oc can have a normal, fully functioning family) that tried to ‘merge her with a wolf, giving her enhanced senses and strength and making her hair white + eyes purple’. I still cringe when I think about her. Literal nightmares.

Then we have a soul eater one, where the girl is both a meister and a weapon (which is, by the way, impossible by the laws of that universe, since the souls of the two types differ greatly) AND a witch to top it off.

Thankfully, I never went too far with the looks, the white hair + purple eyes was as far as I went, but I knew to change it to normal (or try to make an excuse *coughwolfcough* if the universe was one where the colours were mostly normal. And I never gave them DDD+ boobies. 

As for the newer ones, I don’t have many, but from the fandoms we share, I have 1 for YoI and 1 for MCU (this one was created yesterday :P )

The YoI one’s name is Nara and she’s a skater from Detroit, therefore Yuuri and Phichit’s rinkmate. Honestly, she’s not that talented at skating, but she does try to make up for it by practicing a lot.  However, she doesn’t magically get better and lands 1st place, she’s content doing her best and just participating in the competitions, since she has a secondary job.

The MCU one’s a bit more mary sueish, but that’s what makes it fun. Kya, her power is ‘manipulating’ animals (well, not manipulating, it’s more along the lines of ‘animals like her and listen to her) and in extreme cases (when she gets very emotional), human manipulation (technically, humans are animals). When she was small, she was experimented on, granting her the powers. However, the faculty was attacked, allowing her to escape. She tried to live a normal life and was actually succeeding, but then Loki attacked New York and lo and behold, she actually managed to do some hero work, so the avengers were like ‘we’re not recruiting you, but you could be useful in the future so we’ll keep an eye on you’. That’s as far as I got, but I do plan on expanding a bit.  Also, probably predictable, but Loki is her love interest ^^;;;;;;

Alrighty, seems like that’ll be my icon ^^ I’ll probably change the general colour scheme of the blog, so don’t be surprised if everything’s different the next time you visit :P  The name definitely stays the same, though.

As for the ‘she reminds you of me’, you couldn’t be more right ^^;;; In the whole Love Live series, she’s the most similar to me looks wise, but also personality wise. A quiet bookworm who’s fine staying in the library whole day hahah I always cry during her character arc, because I relate waaay too much ;-;

Also, completely random, but I’m listening to ‘Merry Go Round of Life’ from Howl’s Moving Castle as I write this and it would actually make a pretty nice waltz song...