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[tenshikawa]

kisses w. makoto yuki, akira kurusu, goro akechi

once in a blue (haha. get it) moon, makoto gets the urge to shower you in a bit of physical affection. it doesn't happen often, but when it does, you're reminded each time how gentle he is - almost too gentle, like he's afraid of hurting you.

he presses close to you, peppering your face in lots of tiny little kisses, all the while failing to suppress the slightest of blushes. "what's going on, makoto?" you laugh lightly, tilting your head to make things easier for him. he huffs, the blush darkening, but carries on with his slow, butterfly-light touches. "it's... nothing," he murmurs, barely louder than a breath. then, after a pause, "i like you."

akira is of the more affectionate sort. his kisses are mostly to tease, to draw the kind of funny little reactions from you that only he can. one saving grace is that he saves these moments for private... it might be his only saving grace.

"boo." he chuckles when you jump, pressing a kiss into your hair. "good luck at school today." he squeezes your side. you yelp, jab him in the kidneys, to which akira dances away and kisses you on the other side of your head.

akechi is painfully shy when it comes to the smallest displays of affection, let alone kissing, so he only ever does it in private. even then he's blushing furiously, and you swear he's on the verge of breaking out into a cold sweat. for an ace detective with a bunch of fans, he sure can be squeamish...

"uh. hang on." akechi catches your hand. you turn back, curious. the kiss was barely a peck, but he's tomato red when he steps back, hiding his face behind a hand. "g-goodnight," he stammers out, and before you can react, he's disappeared somewhere in the apartment.

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[nativegirltapes]

angel send this when he is hanging out with Odessa and his stupid friends when she is at college and he is CRASHING OUT……

https://x.com/superficialxoxo/status/1874825709207867415?s=46

🔗 i love when yall send pics like this 😫 also ‘his stupid friends’ made me lollll

drew would be set into a panic, suddenly he’s “gotta run to the bathroom” and he’s blowing up your phone. but of course angel sent it and immediately put her phone on dnd, drew wants to ignore her for hours on end? she can do the same, and even worse!

[bucksangel]

okay i just need to get some stucky x reader thoughts out of my system

tw: soft!dom!steve, mean!dom!bucky, kinda sub!reader, unprotected p in v sex, oral, anal, double penetration

soft!dom!steve with mean!dom!bucky?? steve being all sweet and soft, praising you for taking them so well. but bucky is there right behind him telling you how slutty you look taking both of them, how good of a slut you are, how tight you are despite several rounds that each lasted upwards of almost an hour.

damn their super-soldier stamina.

they each take turns fucking your mouth while the other fucks your pussy, sometimes playing with your ass, giving you load after load in and on you. you can't even count the amount of orgasms you've had, you're on the verge of passing out from exhaustion and pleasure, crying loudly each time you're forced over the cliff of ecstasy, but you're fighting sleep with all your might because you'll be damned if you let this end.

Finally, when they decide they've ruined you enough, steve lays down in the middle of the bed - not caring about the amount of cum staining the sheets. they both have to help you straddle steve's waist, steve holding onto your hips as bucky guides your hands to brace on steve's chest.

you're struggling to stay upright as you sink onto steve's cock, and even through the haze of pleasure you know he's trying to hold back on his urges to fuck you until you do finally pass out.

but then bucky lines himself up with your asshole, pushing in oh so slowly because even though he's rough and mean he'll never ever hurt you. but once they're both buried so deep inside you that you can practically feel them in your throat they don't hold back. bucky fucks you like he hates you and steve fucks you like you're an angel - but you know both of them worship the ground you walk on.

and then, when you've finally blacked out from your umpteenth orgasm, they cum one final time, steve holding you tight to his chest while bucky covers your body with his, covering you in their warmth.

they're very careful when moving you from between their bodies, steve taking it upon himself to clean yourself of the sweat and cum coating every nearly inch of your skin while bucky goes to retrieve new sheets. steve holds you close to his chest so bucky can change the sheets.

once the clean up has finished, they both arrange your limp body in between them so they can cuddle you close and coo sweet nothings into your ear while you slowly come back to consciousness.

and when you do, they make sure to praise you over and over and tell you how much they love you, how good you are for them, how they trust you and honor how much you trust them.

ANYWAYYY

[moonchildsthoughts]

If words could just hold you, tell me you feel me

Oh, just to know you, tell me you see me

Stephen Sanchez, Be More, Angel Face, 2023

[teddybeartoji]

i have this other idea that just lives inside my head but it's soooo silly i can't like imagine gojo goes on love island lmao and everybody ofc expects him to be a a full on fuckboy right? but then on the FIRST DAY like the first ever time all of the contestans meet each other he meets the reader and he's just gone he knows you're the one for him and i mean it could go either way - the reader not being that into him and him just trying to prove himself OR they both just instantly feel the connection i can see them both not being able to look away from each other with kind of shy smiles while someone is reading out the task or some shit lmao

[alessabriel]

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[fangel]

i just read attic angel finally (it’s been sitting in my tbr) and let me just say… i am OBSESSED. this is my type of shit bro. you did so so good. any chances at a part 2? i neeeeed to know what the boys will think cause i can only assume jake is gonna tell them 🦅‼️

that makes me soooo happy !! thank you a lot a lot :’) chances of part 2 are likely!! i debated doing a whole series when i started writing but idk if i wanna do all that lol and IDKKK i dont even know what jake’s gonna do yet 😭

[tenshikawa]

sleeping positions w. makoto yuki, akira kurusu, goro akechi

typically, makoto likes to maintain a little bit of distance between you and him (he doesn't like being too warm...) but still curled up close to each other like a pair of cats. very occasionally, usually when the weather turns cold, you wake up to find him snuggled up against you in the night, none the wiser.

akira likes to hug you from behind, tucking his legs all up with yours and wrapping his arms around your middle. on the contrary, he can never be warm enough, and refuses to sleep without a blanket even in the hottest weather. going to the toilet is also a struggle once he's gotten his hands on you, and he knocks out like the dead. it's kind of amusing... but only in hindsight.

akechi moves far too much for there to ever be just one regular sleeping arrangement, but if there has to be one, akechi does like pressing his face into you (aggressively, i might add. you have thought him to be suffocating on many occasions). he's an incredibly restless sleeper, but you being there does seem to help. sometimes. <3

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[barbieb0y]

this fuckass self-indulgent style savvy fanfic is becoming longer than i expected

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[aplaceforyourhearttorest]

You seem so sweet and nice, yet you've written some of the filthiest smut i've ever read..

i am nothing less of an enigma

[bucksangel]

ok but who would read a poly alphas!stucky x naive!omega!reader where stucky are trying to court reader but ur so confused bc they’re together, why would they be flirting with u? and their advances go right over ur head until they literally have to corner u to tell u that they love u if i wrote it??

[librarian-minx]

Veil of Despair

↠ I applaud all women who are or could've been mothers Warning: extreme angst, mentions of descending into madness, hint at loss, grieving, coping, hysteria

The blaring of the sirens felt as if it were coming closer, suffocating me, to take me away to a place I wasn’t ready to be taken to. I have something to protect, the starlight. I had something to protect.

It blurs my memory of what occurred after. Being taken, howling in pain, moved from my home to an enclosed space filled with lights, to an even bigger space with even more people. The strong scents, the noises, the lights, it all became too much. With my consciousness slipping in and out, I could only hold on for so long. 

When my eyes finally decided to open again, I found myself staring directly at white ceiling. Confused, I attempted to move around, finding it stifling the more I tried to get up. It wasn’t until I lied back down with an exasperated sigh that I heard a sound from the side of my bedside. 

Turning my head, there stood all sorts of people. Family, friends, doctors. They gathered around, faces all filled with different emotions. Scanning the room through the familiar faces, I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed. 

There was one person missing, someone who had every right to be in the room yet nowhere to be seen. 

The doctors shoved everyone out the room, probing and inspecting all kinds of nooks and crannies without saying a single word to me. A little disoriented, I lay there in confusion, all kinds of thoughts were throwing themselves against the walls of my mind. 

After what felt like an uncomfortable eternity, a nurse wheels in a cart with light foods and beverages, a smile on her face. It wasn’t a celebratory smile, it felt like a sorrowful smile. One of consideration. 

Why would she stare at me with such powerful inflicting emotional facial expressions? 

She offered me a cup of water, I obliged. Sitting up and prompted with pillows, I took the plastic cup filled with cool water and aligned it with my lips. The cool water made its path down my body, waking up my organs and nerves. 

She walks out, leaving her wheeled cart by my bedside, and I watch the doctor watch her leave. Finally, as the door clicks, he turns to me and speaks. 

He speaks, his mouth moves but the words he has coming out his mouth does not make any sense to me. No, it can’t be. 

In an instant, I rush to remove myself from the sheets, tossing my body forwards. Stumbling, I don’t stop until I make it to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror but a different woman stared back at me. 

Her looks were guanting, eyes sunk in themselves, hair with a mind of its own. But her stomach felt flat, it felt hollow, it felt empty. It wasn’t supposed to be feeling this empty. No.

The women in the mirror stared at me before letting out an ear piercing scream, one filled with everything a human could offer. She collapses to the floor, unable to hear the bustling in the room.

A tall man in a suit rushes in, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her in for a hug. Shelter. The doctor looks inwards, sympathetically leaving them to have their moment. Inconsiderable he tried to calm her by telling her to hush, caressing her hair into more of a mess. 

Several days had passed, and the woman was not any better. Hell, I could say she’s even worse! She hasn’t cleaned the house, or made any food in days, she barely remembers to wash herself! 

It’s getting a little too much. Yet her husband lets her indulge in laziness. If it were my husband, he would have shaken me to my senses. I tried to understand the first couple of days but then those days multiplied into weeks, and now months. 

Her guests are shooed away, she has no decency to host them. When she finally manages to get out of bed, it’s just to walk to the next room over and sit in a chair by the window. 

Her husband leaves it as be because he thinks it's her way of getting some vitamin. I think he’s entertaining her foolishness all too much, my husband would have told me to go to our back patio for some sun. 

Soon, it seems his patience began to wear thin. It was all too sudden for her liking though, when she walked to the room next door but found it locked. It snapped her out of her trance as she tried the knob again but to no avail. 

Not budging, she fiddles with the knob as if it were to magically change the outcome. The door clicked, the knobs twisted, and it flung open. The woman followed the door, body hurling to the ground. 

Her husband caught her, she leaned into his arms for support. Glancing up, something caught her eye, causing her to nearly fall again. Pushing herself up, she looks around the room. Her heart shattered. 

The once cherry blossom wall turned into a minimalistic brown and black design. Wallpaper half on the other walls, covering the comfort pink color. The things that took up the room were gone; the bed, the drawers, the mobile, the box of unused treasures. 

She turned to the window, it was gone. The rocking chair she adored had simply disappeared. 

One hand held to her heart, she slowly walks around the room to examine the changes. Her other hand trembled at the appalling sight. Reaching to touch the surface, it was like a quick flash, her husband startled. 

Now, in her hand, she held a piece of wallpaper. Unable to quell these emotions, she does the action again. And again. Each one adding fuel to the flames, hot streaks ran down her face as she moved from wall to wall. 

Why stop at the wall? This mad woman threw all sorts of things around, breaking them. Befuddled, her husband rushes to stop her, shouting her name. She pauses, arms above her head, holding a wooden clock. 

He storms over to grab it from her hands but she pulls away, huffing and puffing about, the faucet in her eyes continuously leaking. He pinches the bridge of his nose before explaining how all this was for her own good. 

My, if that isn’t something my husband would say! Maybe she’ll finally reach her senses, considering she might be the one having to deal with the consequences of this later. She shouts to the top of her lungs before smashing the clock on the ground between them. 

Her husband grabs her by the side of her arms, sandwiching her to keep still and look him in the eyes. He seemed furious, looked furious. He shouted for her to calm down – even called her hysterical. 

Throwing a fit, though she began to wiggle and squirm from his grasp, it turned into an actual struggle. She screams, kicks, scratches. When her nails graved his cheek, he finally let go, and she took a step back. 

She turns to the side to find a mirror. A big, body mirror that finally showed that horrid woman what she looked like. She was disheveled, her hair unkempt, her clothes wrinkled. She seemed aged, but she felt as if her heart would leap out her chest. 

She walked closer. Her perfect lips were chapped, her nails were uneven, her ring loosely fit. A ring that cost more than she could afford to lose, the one she treasured so dearly. She crumbles to the ground. I collapsed to the floor. 

That stubborn, mad woman who did not hold the virtue of womanhood was me. I stare in the mirror and she stares back. 

I’ve lost more than I could have, starting from the starlight I couldn’t hold.

[officialdaydreamer00]

it's always "ily"

but never "for you, my dearest angel, i will gladly left the world to burn to ashes. if it means loving and holding you close to my soul, divine war crimes i shall willingly commit."

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[moonchildsthoughts]

Stephen Sanchez, Evangeline, Angel Face, 2023