#and i couldn’t finish them ☹️

[kudzucataclysm]

i made pancakes for the first time today and while imo i did an amazing fucking job with these shits i’m afraid i did an icarus

[solxamber]

Hii!! I hope you have a wonderful day/afternoon/evening/night (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)/ take your time in making this request lolll (this is romantic btw)

Pomefiore with a reader who's shut in/wallflower painter, like yeah— they can talk to people but they're too shy to actually approach someone (no one probably remembers their existence /j).. so they resort to this:

If they like someone, they'd paint them as a form of expression! If they paint someone endlessly, then that probably means they really like that specific person. And then suddenly, out of the blue— they just randomly have a big fat crush on this one person, like they were so blown away by how handsome he was, so they just started to paint them.. and then they got caught! (They're probably quaking because their crush might think it's weird for some random stranger to paint you!)

Hope you can understand my vision ☹️☹️

Pomefiore x Artist!Admirer!Reader

i see your vision and it's beautiful 🫡 i hope you like this <3

Vil Schoenheit:

You’ve always admired Vil from a distance, both intimidated and captivated by his beauty. Approaching him? Absolutely out of the question. You weren’t the type to strike up a conversation with someone so effortlessly elegant, so you resorted to your old fallback: painting.

You were finishing the delicate details of Vil’s eyes—those eyes, the ones that seemed to look straight through you even from the canvas—when you heard a voice that sent a shiver down your spine.

“You flatter me.”

Your brush froze mid-stroke. That voice was unmistakable, but there was no way… You slowly turned your head and nearly fell off your stool.

There, standing in your studio with an amused smile on his perfect face, was Vil himself.

“I… I…” Words failed you, your heart thudding wildly in your chest. You could feel your face heating up as his eyes scanned the room, taking in the multiple portraits of him. His lips curved into a smirk.

“I didn’t realize I had such a devoted admirer,” he remarked, his tone teasing but with a hint of something more—something warmer.

You scrambled to explain, feeling as though you’d been caught doing something terribly wrong. “It’s not—I wasn’t—” You swallowed hard, trying to find the right words. “I just… I really admire you, and painting is how I express that. I didn’t mean for it to be weird.”

Vil chuckled softly, stepping closer to inspect one of your paintings. “It’s not weird,” he said quietly, his voice carrying a gentler tone than you had expected. His eyes flicked over the details of the painting, and he smiled softly. “It’s quite beautiful, actually. You’ve captured me well.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Was Vil Schoenheit complimenting your work? You suddenly felt breathless, overwhelmed by the proximity of him and the unexpected praise.

“You think so?” you asked, barely above a whisper.

Vil’s eyes met yours, and he nodded. “Yes. But,” he added with a knowing smile, “beauty isn’t just about perfection. Don’t be afraid to explore the imperfections. They make things more… real.”

You blinked, completely mesmerized by the intensity in his gaze. For a moment, it felt like the two of you were the only people in the world. Vil reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair away from your face, and your breath hitched.

“Keep painting,” he said softly, his voice warm and encouraging. “You have a gift.”

You nodded, unable to form any coherent response. As Vil turned to leave, you couldn’t help but feel that maybe, just maybe, he saw more in you than you had ever realized. And that thought left you feeling both terrified and exhilarated.

Rook Hunt:

You had always thought Rook was like a walking masterpiece. Everything about him—the way he carried himself, the way he smiled, the way he moved—was simply captivating. Naturally, he became your muse.

You never thought you’d be caught, though. You had carefully set up your little studio in a secluded corner where no one usually ventured. But somehow, Rook had found you.

You were in the middle of adding the finishing touches to yet another portrait of him when you felt a presence behind you. Before you could react, you heard a soft laugh.

“Ah, mon cher, what a delightful surprise.”

You jumped, your brush clattering to the floor as you whipped around to see Rook standing there, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Your heart sank. How long had he been standing there? Had he seen all the paintings?

Your face flushed as you tried to find an excuse. “I-It’s not what it looks like!” you blurted out, but even you didn’t believe that.

Rook smiled at you, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he approached one of your canvases. “Oh, but it is,” he said, his voice low and teasing. “And I must say, I’m quite flattered.”

Your breath caught in your throat as he stood in front of one of your larger portraits of him, his fingers lightly tracing the edge of the frame. He turned to look at you, his expression softening. “You see me,” he murmured, his voice almost reverent.

You blinked, unsure how to respond. “I… I mean, I paint what I see,” you stammered, feeling utterly exposed.

Rook chuckled softly and took another step closer, his hand reaching out to gently lift your chin so that you were forced to meet his gaze. His touch was light, almost hesitant, but there was a tenderness in his eyes that made your heart race.

“And what you see,” he whispered, “is beautiful.”

Your breath hitched. He was close now—so close that you could feel the warmth radiating from him. His eyes locked onto yours, and for a moment, everything else seemed to fade away. The only thing that mattered was the connection between you and Rook, as if he had stepped out of the canvas and into your heart.

“I…” you started, but your voice faltered. What could you even say? That you had been painting him because you were hopelessly enamored with him? That every brushstroke was an attempt to understand the feelings you didn’t quite know how to express?

Rook smiled softly, his hand still resting under your chin. “You need not say anything,” he murmured. “I already understand.”

Before you could react, Rook pressed a light kiss to your forehead, his lips warm and soft against your skin. Your heart practically exploded in your chest, and when he pulled back, you were left staring at him in a daze.

“I look forward to seeing what else you create,” Rook said with a wink, before turning on his heel and exiting your studio, leaving you standing there, utterly flustered and hopelessly in love.

Epel Felmier:

You didn’t mean to develop feelings for Epel. Honestly, it just… happened. One minute, you were admiring how strong and determined he was, and the next, you couldn’t stop thinking about him. So naturally, you started painting him.

You had thought you were safe, tucked away in your quiet little studio, but apparently, Epel had other plans.

You were lost in your work, painting Epel in one of his rare moments of quiet—capturing the way his lilac eyes softened when he wasn’t putting on his usual tough act—when you heard his voice.

“Hey, is that me?”

Your heart nearly stopped. You spun around so fast you almost knocked over your easel. Epel was standing in the doorway, his arms crossed, his eyes narrowed at the canvas.

“W-what are you doing here?!” you stammered, trying to shield the painting from his view, but it was far too late.

Epel frowned, stepping closer to get a better look at your work. “Huh. You’ve been paintin’ me?”

You were utterly mortified. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to—I just…” You trailed off, completely at a loss for words.

To your surprise, Epel didn’t look angry. Instead, his frown softened into something more thoughtful. “You really think I’m worth paintin’?” he asked, his voice quieter than usual.

You blinked at him. “Of course I do,” you said softly. “You’re… you’re really handsome, Epel. And I wanted to capture that.”

Epel’s face turned pink, and he quickly looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, I ain’t never had anyone say that to me before,” he mumbled. “I guess I’m flattered.”

You felt your heart swell at his words, and you smiled shyly. “I’m glad.”

There was a moment of silence as Epel glanced at the painting again. “Y’know,” he said, his voice a little gruffer now, “you really did a good job. I actually look strong in this one.”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly. “That’s because you are strong, Epel.”

Epel’s blush deepened, and he muttered something under his breath. Then, in a rare moment of vulnerability, he looked up at you and smiled—a small, genuine smile that made your heart skip a beat.

“Thanks,” he said quietly. “Maybe you could show me how to paint sometime.”

You nodded, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “I’d like that.”

Masterlist

[slytherinshua]

BOY DAD INTAK

genre. fluff. headcanons. non-idol au but music-related/piwon related stuff is still mentioned!! warnings. pregnancy/parent/baby stuff. sooo messy i'm very sorry abt that. not proofread. pairing. husband!intak x fem!reader. wc. 1.1k. request. for @blue-jisungs <33 a/n. i wanted to finish this quickly esp with everything going on just so maybe u have smth to distract urself axe ☹️☹️☹️ i love u so much <33 net. @kstrucknet

When he finds out you’re pregnant he’s honestly so shocked

But a good shocked of course

Safe to say it wasn’t entirely planned sjdksjs 

You’re both still very young but even though it was unexpected Intak is ready to be a dad and super excited for it :( 

He’s the best at taking care of you during your pregnancy 

He always was when you were dating but he takes extra steps to make sure all your needs are met

He will always make sure you have whatever food you’re craving 

Plus he’s down to try the weird combinations as well

More often than not they taste terrible to him while you’re chowing down 

But he finds it endearing 

He’ll watch you eat from across the table with his head rested on his fist and a smile on his face

He keeps track of what meds you should be taking and reminds you when you forget

Although his work can keep him busy sometimes, he’d drop everything for you if you needed it 

He will always always make it to your appointments 

Just because he’s not the one growing the baby doesn’t mean he can skip out on any of the steps— it’s his child as well after all

And he makes sure to always answer his phone and check his texts even if you’re updating him about your day he’ll take the time to text you back 

He doesn’t announce that you’re pregnant to the other members until you’re well along in your second trimester 

But it’s met with excitement from everyone 

Probably a look from Keeho and a throwaway “aren’t y’all still young?”

But he’s over the moon excited to be an uncle trust he’s going to be present in the baby’s life

Theo would gift you all the practical things you could need like diapers, monitors, and bottles 

Once the baby arrives Jiung will probably meal prep some food for both of you (which you are forever grateful for) 

Soul finds the most interesting baby toys on the market but despite Intak’s slight judgemental look when he receives them, you think they’re all great

Jongseob is fully composing lullaby and nursery rhymes, except you’re a little unsure of how easy they are to follow once he throws in complicated rap rhythms 

Keeho’s proud of Intak and excited for you— he knows you’ll be the best parents

But as the leader, he’s also more than eager to help out wherever you need it, especially with cleaning or just little things to help you destress when you need it, mainly during postpartum :’)

Intak is extra clingy while you’re pregnant, especially when your bump starts to show

Even if it’s only been a few days since it was visible, he is all over you

You probably receive a million kisses a day, and trust his arms are always wrapped around your waist, feeling your bump with that proud dad smile on his face

Always says his son is gonna have the coolest dad ever, and you can’t even argue with him because you do think Intak is gonna be the coolest dad ever

And when your son arrives, Intak couldn’t be prouder

Definitely cries holding him for the first time, and is probably very emotional the first couple of days

But he is also your biggest support

He’s doing absolutely everything he can to make sure you can rest after delivery; seriously won’t let you lift even a finger

He shows you off even more than before, he just thinks you’re so incredible and amazing for everything you’re capable of, and how good of a mom you are

He’s more in love with you than ever

Each milestone your son reaches is so important to Intak, from his first smile, to his first word (which he’s proud to say was “dada”), to his first steps and first day of school

Intak is one of those dads who is constantly giving all his friends and family updates about your little ones and sharing cute moments of his son with him

He’s so close with his son, and you’re always happy to see them spending time together

Of course, he’s gonna raise his son right!!

From an early age, he’s always talking to his son about doing things for mom; whether it be cleaning the house cause you had a long day, planning a surprise date cause it’s been a while, or buying you flowers because it’s mother’s day

Doesn’t matter if your son can’t even talk yet, Intak will still be talking about every occasion that is important to you

And they plan all the special things together <3

Dressed up in matching suits for your first mother’s day, and your heart melted :(

Intak includes your son in everything, and they just make the best duo, you couldn’t be happier to have them in your life

Date nights with Intak used to be a super regular thing in your early marriage, but it becomes pretty tricky with a kid to manage

You rely on Intak’s friends to babysit a lot, especially Keeho and Theo who are more than happy to compete for best uncle award

You can usually sneak in at least 3 dates per month amidst your busy schedule <3

Intak is the best person ever to comfort his son and also to give the best advice

He’ll always wipe his tears and assure him whenever he stumbles, especially as a toddler/little kid around 2-6

He’s always telling his son how proud he is of him and how he can do anything he ever wants to and be backed by his dad

As your son grows older, Intak gets a bit more emotional about it

Because he’s not as small and dependent as he used to be :(

Especially at around age 5-6, he’s really getting out of his shell, and Intak feels bittersweet about it

Of course, he’s beyond proud of his son for making new friends and trying out new things by himself with the introduction of school

But he also misses those more quiet days when it was just you two and your baby doing everything together :(

Your son starts to develop some of Intak’s habits, and you find it so cute how he’s becoming a little carbon copy of his dad

They share the same interests and can always be found playing together

Definitely starts enjoying music with his son really early on and is always dancing and singing/rapping with his kiddo <3

And also loves to get into sports with his son and compete (although he’ll almost always let his son win)

You find it incredible how they can stay entertained together for hours

Of course, Intak doesn’t have endless energy like his son does, but he still somehow keeps up just running off of love and pride for his kid

Best boy dad you could ever ask for !!!

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[kissitbttr]

i absolutely love u and ur work sm 😖 miggy being drunk but loyal 🥲 like reader is going to take him home after a night out and he’s like “back off i’m taken” or something along those lines ☹️☹️

omg he so would!! i’ll use this one for the married miguel i have going on!

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it’s good to finally see miguel letting loose for once. her poor baby had been dwelling on work and stress that her heart couldn’t take it anymore. she could see it’s starting to get to him, but miguel being miguel, he always puts on the unbothered facade. unluckily for him, she could see right through her husband

so she proposed that him and the rest of the team to have a night out, miles and gwen are excluded.

miguel despises clubs, they’re pointless and reckless. music’s good. not worth the crowd though.

but since peter, jess, and her teamed up against him, he had no saying in that.

“you need to lay off my man a little, jess. poor baby has been working too hard” she points out, sipping on her lychee martini,

jess cocks an eyebrow. “i tried to! he’s the one who didn’t want to”

“you know how he is, y/n” peter chimes, “he won’t listen to any of us except you”

“yeah” she smiles, staring down at her ring finger. “sounds like him”

“where is he by the way? i need to get home soon. MJ would kick my ass if i’m even 5 minutes late” peter sighs, pulling out his wallet to put some bills,

she stops him with a hand gesture. “don’t. it’s on me.”

“girl, you sure?” jess asks,

“i make as much money as my husband. of course, i’m sure” she laughs, finishing her drink. “you two get home. me and miggy are going home too anyway”

jess fakes a gag. “i still have to get used to you calling him that. gross”

she laughs again, three of them standing up from the table before giving each other a hug, thanking them for coming.

soon as they left, she gathers her things before walking towards the bar where her husband is at. she smiles upon seeing his large back facing her, hunching slightly as he finished up the last drink of his.

it’s so easy to spot him,

“alright big boy, it’s close to one. let’s call it a night, yeah?” she appears by his side, hand on his shoulder,

to her surprise, he shrugs it off making her frown. avoiding her gaze before scooting away,

“miguel wha—“

“back off, i’ve got a wife. and i would appreciate it if you leave”

her heart soars,

the frown turns into a pleased expression, she crosses her arms with a playful smile. “oh really? she pretty?”

“gorgeous” he corrects her. “and the best damn thing i’ve ever had so please” his hand shoo her away. “i’m a man. i don’t cheat”

the heat blossoms in her chest when he does so. a frown forms on his handsome face, showing her that he isn’t playing around,

oh he’s drunk, drunk

“okay well, i happen to know your wife, actually. and i am very sorry but i mean no disrespect, I didn’t know you’re married” she plays along, watching him him but a stoic expression remains on his face,

“want me to get her?”

his face lights up at that, turning around to face her before nodding with a smile,

“yes please! that would be great. i miss her”

she awes at that, who knew her husband could be such a huge softie?

“okay, be right back” she responds before walking away only to reappear back to his left side, fronting a wide grin,

“baby! how you doing?!”

miguel eyes light up once more, mirroring his wife’s smile before his hands reach out to her, arms wide open to invite her to a hug,

“my love! mi corazón ! beautiful beautiful querida! i am so happy you are here!” he sighs dreamily,

she giggles at his cute demeanor, accepting his embrace as he pulls her in, arms wrapped around her waist.

“there was this girl who wanted to take me home and I completely told her off because i said, ‘my wife! is here with me and i would appreciate it if you fuck off!’ “

she holds back a laugh at how silly and sassy he is putting on his scowl expression,

“really? well good riddance! she should’ve known better!” she pulls away and cradle his cheeks in between her hands, feeling him lean against her palm,

he nods, circling his hands around her wrists. “mi corazón te pertenece, ahora y para siempre. got you this far, didn’t i?”

if her heart could burst, it would in that moment. even in his drunken state, he still manages to front a lovesick gaze everytime he looks at her. to speak like a true poet and aim for her heart just like that,

she nods back, pressing a soft kiss on his lips. “yes, baby. yes you did”

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I WANT HIM SO BAD YALL I CANT

[tojifile]

@Satosugu . . . ( ´ ꒳ ` )

Tags: NBAstars!satosugu, model!reader (f!), fluff, pining, competitive!satosugu, no curse au, 2018 style plot, surreal (obvious-fucking-ly)

A/N: I can’t stop thinking about Satosugu x reader fics.. I want them so bad, need them.. ☹️☹️ I will write the most self-indulgent fics about them. They’re my babies (especially Suguru). Someone get me a bf that looks exactly like Geto Suguru and another like Gojo Satoru!!!!!!!! Pretty sure most of the Geto pics I used are from a Satosugu manga fanfic but I can’t even find the original. (I don’t know a lot about bball, so I’m sosososoososososo sorry if this a bit inaccurate)

Links: Masterlist

Gojo Satoru

Geto Suguru

NBAstars!satosugu who always immediately look for you after their games. They know you’re always there to watch and support them.

“Princess!” Satoru yelled from across the court as soon as his eyes met yours. He was more than glad to see you. The ball game had just finished, he and Suguru then looked for you in the crowd. Satoru was delighted to be the first to spot you.

Like always, you happily ran to Satoru. He caught you, picked you up, and hugged you tightly. “You’re covered in sweat.” You huffed into the crook of his neck to which Satoru chuckled softly. He loved your little complaints, especially when your arms were wrapped around his neck.

Suguru then spotted the both of you. He walked over then whined with a faux pout. “Darling.. don’t you think it’s unfair that you’re only hugging Satoru?” He said as he gave you a kiss on your cheek.

NBAstar!suguru who always makes sure to receive a kiss from you before their games. It’s his “lucky charm” he says. You don’t want to jinx the game, right?

“Give me a kiss baby..” he whispered low in your ear to which you happily obliged.

NBAstar!satoru who popularized the “this is for you” look before shooting the ball. The camera that broadcasted the game got the perfect angle of you watching him play and him pointing at you before finishing the quarter. Satoru never missed a shot after looking at you.

NBAstar!suguru who likes to blow you a kiss during games. It makes Satoru jealous and pouty when you blow a kiss back. He was the one who shot the ball!

“That’s supposed to be my kiss!” Satoru whined, “You wish.” Suguru mocked.

NBAstars!satosugu who would sometimes model for companies with you. They’d do brands like Onitsuka Tiger, Calbee, Uniqlo, and other brands that you model for. The public love to see you all together and companies love milking that for publicity.

NBAstar!suguru who always makes sure you have a seat, specifically one he can see you in from the court. He wants to be able to see you and blow those kisses whenever he pleased.

NBAstar!satoru who was the one to convince you to move to the states with them. He didn’t want to leave without you but he also couldn’t deny that getting drafted to the states is a big leap in his career. Satoru made sure you were taken care of in the states and he made sure to hire someone to dote on your needs when they couldn’t.

NBAstar!suguru who was the one who helped you get a modeling gig at a large shoe company.

After training, Suguru was approached by a scout from the brand. He was told that they wanted him and Satoru to model for them. Suguru then called you and Satoru over and he said in full confidence, “We won’t do it if she’s not in it too.”

Soon enough, the three of you got more and more calls from businesses. You became more and more popular, especially with clothing brands.

NBAstar!satoru who loves posting you on his instagram. He makes sure you two look like a couple (he specifically loves this, this, this, and this). Satoru loves being touchy with you and he gushes about it when he talks to Suguru. He loves to brag about you.

His favorite picture of the two of you is when you were laying your pretty little head on his bare chest while taking a nap. He was giving you a soft kiss on the top of your head in the picture. It was so cute and your shippers thought so too! 700k likes in just an hour, breaking his notifications.

NBAstar!suguru who doesn’t post you as much but when he does it’s those intimate and sophisticated pictures. You guys in photoshoots, dinner dates, traveling, teasers (another teaser). He doesn’t love sharing his life to millions but he loves showing you off. (Agora Hills much?)

NBAstars!satosugu who overwhelm you with affection that you just can’t choose one or the other. Lucky for you, they sometimes find a way to share.

However, it’s different with the fans. Some of them say if they were in your situation they wouldn’t know who to choose, others would say you’re leading one of them on, and there would be people who just argue about who you should end up with.

At the end of the day, it’s still your choice. But god do they make it hard. You grew up with them both and you learned to love them both. How could you even decide between Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru?!

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[gatorbites-imagines]

Hey! I hope you’re doing good in ur exams!!

Can I request a Tomura x Male reader?

Before the whole war…please, I’m grieving a lot for way too many reasons. ☹️

Tomura Shigaraki x male reader

Headcanons

Big sucker for gamer Shigaraki, why did people stop writing it. So im basing this off earlier season Shiggy, but you can imagine him how you want.

Reader has a quirk vaguely based off Yaga from JJK, cuz I love JJK, and I love Yaga.

Dating Shigaraki was an… experience to say the least. He could be quite bratty or childish at times, but you couldn’t really blame him, especially after hearing about his relationship with that sensei of his.

You weren’t a villain. But you just… didn’t respect the system and thought the hero system was corrupt beyond redemption. You didn’t think Shigaraki’s Sensei had the right idea either. But you had been ignored more than once by the so-called heroes meant to save you.

You had what most would call a “villain” quirk, having the ability to make something akin to dolls or golems, some even being so complex they could think and feel on their own. You had even created more than one that didn’t know it was a doll.

Being raised by golems was an experience, as your parents had been so offput by your quirk and interest in how everything and everyone worked. They’d fed you and clothed you, but that was it. and when your younger siblings developed more “appropriate” quirks, the gap became massive.

It had led to you leaving home as a teen, having finished and graduated online school earlier than most.

You had left a small unnoticeable golem in your home, just to see how long it took your family to realize you were gone. The answer was three months, and it was only because your rich grandpa who had a string quirk, who had always supported your love for puppets, came back from abroad to visit.

The gratification of hearing and seeing your loving but serious grandpa rip your family apart verbally, and then take away all the monetary support he had been given them, was almost enough to cover up the pain of your empty stomach and warm you where you were huddled in an alley.

Meeting Shigaraki had been an accident in the beginning. Your golems had only gotten more and more complex, meaning you suddenly had an income that was more than enough to get your own place, with one of the golems as the “owner” of course.

After that you started selling information and different kinds of “defense” work. That meaning, you helped people hide from the hero commission, and get information other people couldn’t. what was better for that situation other than an army of people that just didn’t exist.

You were picked up by Giran, who had taken notice of your large net of people, whom he didn’t know were your puppets and golems. He, or rather All for one, paid much more than you really needed. But all these years had taught you more than most knew about the inner workings of hero society, so you didn’t turn it away.

You did have a slight feeling that All for one wanted to eat you after he learned about your quirk. But the whole having to build the skill and mental capacity seemed to stop him, for now, since he apparently didn’t have time to perfect it in time for what he had planned.

You were the first outsider in the league of villains, way before anybody else joined, which was how you and Shigaraki started spending time together.

In the beginning hed been his dry snappy bratty self, and he just reminded you of the dirty street cats that you used to feed when you still lived in alleyways. They’d hiss and spit, trying to puff up and look tough, but they always just looked so frail and vulnerable.

Neither of you could tell when your relationship became more than just coworkers. Maybe it was when Shigaraki had Kurogiri warp him to your penthouse since your tv “was bigger and better” than the one he had in his room.

Or when you started bringing him designer clothes that would fit him better than the rags he wore, or had your golems break into different shops to get him some ointment that would help with his scratching.

You even caught yourself once or twice trying to play his games, but you figured out your usual strategic and put together mind lost all its footing playing LOL. Never before had your age quit, and you were too shamed to try again after that.

Shigaraki would admit later that he had tried to get into your hobbies too, with a big blush on his face and a sour expression, like he didn’t want to admit that he had feelings. He couldn’t really get into the art that was doll and golem making, and just how detailed it got for you had his head spinning.

Neither of you ever outright asked the other to date, it just kinda progressed to that point. Shigaraki spent more time at your place than at the “villain hideout”, even after the rest of the league joined.

You started going on dates, which were you booking an entire arcade or restaurant, and having your golems serve you. Or letting Shigaraki lean against you playing his handheld as you planned stocks or different businesses you had your fingers in.

In front of others, you two just seemed like allies, maybe friends on a good day. And it only came out after Magne and Toga had been teasing Shigaraki about having no experience, where he snapped at them that he had a boyfriend, you.

The rest of the league were shocked to say the least, since you two didn’t act anything like a couple around them. But both you and Shigaraki just raise a brow going “why would we be all lovey at work”.

It didn’t surprise you that Shigaraki was touch starved and loved to cuddle. In the beginning he would almost act like it pained him to be touched and cradled. but so many years with no normal human contact always had that effect.

You weren’t used to it yourself, having gone so long with only the touch and comfort of your dolls and golems, but none of it was the same as when it was another person.

The two of you were pretty much dating in your shared opinion, before you ever really got physical. And by that, I mean, you started out by just sitting close or you wrapping your arms around Shigaraki.

Your lover was understandably scared of touching you with his hands, even when he wore gloves to stop his quirk from working. So, it was a major breakthrough when he did return the hugs, or would hold your hand.

But when the floodgates for affection opened, Shigaraki would always find himself clinging to you like a cat searching for warmth. It was pretty damn cute in your eyes, and whenever he would shuffle into the room, you just life an arm and let him melt into your side.

Most days you could keep working, answering the phone, checking your laptop, and what else. But there were also days where Shigaraki would grumble about dusting your stuff if you didn’t cuddle him right.

Part of you had a feeling it was Shigaraki wanting you to take a break, and the other part was sure it was just cuz he liked to be squeezed tight and snuggled. But who were you to complain.

[pretty-blkgirl]

Soul’s Desire [Ch. 3]

- Masterlist -

A/N: Upset cuz I didn’t put anything out for Binnie day ☹️ I’ll write something soon!

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You felt unstoppable as you danced along to the chorus of your new song. The crowd screamed and cheered as they listened to Dae effortlessly rap her verse, perfectly setting up Yumi to start singing her part. Penny is next, dancing across the stage while holding her notes, making it look more than easy. Hana’s right after her, and you try your hardest to not get distracted by how gorgeous her voice sounds through the mic.

She gives you a reassuring look before moving over and allowing you to take your spot at the front. You bring the mic to your lips, open your mouth… and nothing.

Your throat feels scratchy, and the only thing that manages to make its way through the mic are tiny, pathetic squeaks. The crowd turns on you instantly, booing and yelling at you. You look at your members, seeing them all wearing matching frowns.

“Y/n, are you serious?” Hana asks, disbelief written all over her face, “How long have we practiced this? Huh?”

“You seriously choose to mess up now?” It’s Penny’s turn to ridicule you. Her fists are clenched and the anger she feels is obvious.

Yumi looks devastated, “Y/n, how could you?” She doesn’t allow you to apologize, running off the stage with tears streaming from her eyes.

Most of the other members follow her, leaving only you and Dae. By now, the stage lights have turned off, but the crowd’s dissatisfaction is evident by the way they start to boo louder.

“Y/nnie” Dae starts. For a second, you think she’s going to comfort you, tell you everything’s okay, tell you it wasn’t your fault.

But she doesn’t. She only takes the mic from your hand, giving you an unapproving look, “I’m so disappointed in you” She says. Then she leaves you, all alone, on the stage.

The crowd starts to chant, making you turn around to see multiple angry faces staring at you

“WAKE UP” They call to you, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion

“WAKE UP”

”WAKE UP”

“WAKE UP”

“Y/n? Wake up” You feel a hand on your shoulder and a warm voice right above you. Your eyes open, allowing a few tears to escape.

“Are you crying? What’s wrong?” You recognize Yumi right away. She’s in her performance outfit, and three staff members stand behind her as they look down at you with concern.

A nightmare, of course.

You guys hadn’t even gone on stage yet. However, a quick look at your phone told you that you guys had about 20 minutes before it was time to perform.

You sit up on the small, leather couch you had been curled up on, and your makeup artist rushes from behind Yumi and immediately starts to fix your tear-stained makeup.

She finished quickly, and you thanked her with a small smile and a bow.

Once the alarmed staff dispersed, you sighed and got up to hug Yumi, her nervousness plastered on her face.

“I’m fine,” You say, “Just a little nightmare”

She sighs, “I’ve never seen you cry after a nightmare”

“It’s nothing” You promise, “I’m okay now”

You know your friend is not fully convinced, but Penny rushing over to you guys in a panic forces her attention off you.

“Guys, look at my hand” Your older friend urges, showing you guys her right palm

You gasp dramatically, making Yumi try to hide a small smirk

“Your hand!” You exclaim, “It’s….its…”

Penny waits for you to finish your sentence, and when you don’t, she starts to frantically wave her palm in your face. After a few seconds, you finally shrug and Yumi lets out a laugh.

“I’m confused, Pen. What’s the matter?”

“My symbol!” She reveals, “It’s gone! They made my symbol disappear”

Oh right, her soulmate symbol.

At the age of fifteen, you’re blessed with the ability to possess your symbol. If you’re lucky enough to find your soulmate and make eye contact with them, your eyes will “sparkle” and create a unique mark on the palm of your hand.

Back in the day, people obsessed over their soulmate symbols, believing that true love couldn’t be achieved unless you found your fated match.

However, as time progressed, it was discovered that most people felt more inclined to seek out others who weren’t technically their soulmates. Sure, the symbol represents true love but everyone is different.

Most people just love who they want, following their heart. Some people find their soulmates but discover that “true love” doesn’t stop at romantic love. Others find their soulmates and live blissfully with their partners.

And then there are people like you, who haven’t found their soulmate and desperately want to.

When you first joined the group, you were shocked to discover not only one of your members had their symbol, but three did. Penny, Hana, and Dae were all lucky enough to find their fated loves.

Yumi hadn’t found her soulmate, but she wasn’t that concerned about finding them. She was happy to be single, and she was happy to date whoever she liked.

Though, you were just itching to find your soulmate…literally.

Your left palm itches frequently, and it only got worse as you got to Korea. Something told you that you were meant to find your fated partner, so you wished for them every night before you went to bed.

Since becoming an idol, however, you realize that it’s important to keep up the “single” image. So if you ever found your lover, you’d have to hide your symbol.

That fact is why Penny was currently on the verge of tears, her makeup artist and Yumi desperately trying to calm her down. She loved her soulmate more than anything, being with them since they were seniors in high school.

She knew she’d have to hide her mark but whatever cream that was applied to her hand made it seem like it never existed.

“It’s just temporary” Dae groaned, walking over to you all while looking down at her hand, “The cream wears off in twelve hours”

“That’s too long” Penny stresses

Hana emerges seemingly out of nowhere, her hands in her pockets, “Well, you decided to be an idol. This is something that has to be done”

Dae and Hana were very calm about the situation, not surprising since they usually stayed cool and collected.

“Now stop freaking out. We have a performance in ten minutes and I don’t wanna go viral for one of our members having a meltdown on stage”

With that, Penny seems to calm down, albeit her frown stays on her face.

“Alright girls, let’s huddle up” Dae calls, instantly getting you five to huddle in a small circle.

“This is our first public performance, don’t get hurt, don’t get scared, and make sure to have fun” She says

You smile widely, “Don’t forget the music video comes out right after the show airs”

Dae rolls her eyes fondly, “Yes, it’s the pre-debut day, let’s be excited. May the song get tons of love”

There’s a short group hug before you five are rushed to the stage.

Your heart beats out of your chest, but you’re confident you guys will do well.

~~~~|~~~~

Taglist: @chuuyaobsessed @h0rnyp0t

[diorsluv]

feather , part 13

“ i finally cut you off ”

series m. list previous chapter next chapter

( socialmedia!au )

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next chapter notes ) i’m not kidding when i tell you it took me forever to make this BUT I HOPE EVERYONE STILL LIKES IT

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot

[querenciasturniolo]

can you do matt & reader who has ocd? (like actual ocd)

i have clinical ocd and i never see any fics ab it☹️☹️

here ⮕ m.s.

word count: 967

warnings: she/her pronouns, hinting of intrusive thoughts, anxious thoughts, crying, angst, comfort, obsessive compulsive behaviors

summary: request

a/n: as someone who doesn’t have clinical ocd, i did a LOT of research before writing this, and i’m still not sure about it. if anything is incorrectly represented, and i mean ANYTHING, please let me know and i will try my best to fix it 💓

everything written is completely fictional. the people i write for are written with characteristics and mannerisms that i made for them, this is in no way depicting what would actually happen in real life.

Your hands felt like they were on fire, but you kept them under the scalding water.

You timed yourself, but each time limit didn’t feel right, so you kept going. You’d been at the sink for over ten minutes, and you couldn’t help but feel a slight relief when the hot water began to run out. Matt was going to be there any minute, and you needed to pull yourself together so he didn’t see this. The moment the knock on the door sounded through your apartment, you felt your body tense.

“Fuck.” You whispered, pulling your hands from the sink forcefully and shutting off the water. Drying your hands felt wrong, too soon, bad, catastrophic, but you needed to let Matt in. You tried convincing yourself you were okay, that you not finishing your routine was fine, but every other thought in your head was telling you otherwise. You couldn’t pull yourself from in front of the sink, every fiber in your being telling you that if you moved from this spot before you finished washing your hands, something bad was going to happen.

You groaned, your hands immediately going to your hair, tugging slightly as you flipped the sink back on and began your scrubbing again. “It’s unlocked!” You said, hoping he couldn’t hear the stress in your voice. Your eyes were locked on your hands, wincing slightly at the feeling of the soap getting into the cracked skin. You felt dirty and wrong, and you couldn’t stop until your hands were clean.

“There’s my girl.” Matt said, pressing a kiss to the back of your head and resting his chin on your shoulder. You were on high alert, even Matt’s sweet gesture feeling like too much. You didn’t speak, your hands still moving at their quick pace under the cooling water. He was quiet, but you could feel how tense he was against you.

You couldn’t stop, not yet. It wasn’t the right time, just a little longer and everything would be okay. Matt wrapped his hands around your middle, resting himself against your back. He was silent, no doubt staring down at your movements and wondering what the fuck was going on. You winced, trying to shake every negative and painful thought out of your head. He didn’t know what you were doing, you tried convincing yourself. You could explain afterwards and everything will be fine.

He doesn’t understand.

He won’t understand.

He’ll leave when he finds out what’s wrong with you.

He won’t be able to handle this.

He couldn’t love you when you were like this.

He wouldn’t understand.

Tears stung your eyes before you could even register you were crying, a choked sob leaving your lips. You shut off the water, relief filling your body as you grabbed the towel and dried your hands, still shaking your head and trying to ward off any more thoughts that could have you spiraling.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Matt finally spoke, turning you around to face him. His eyes were sharp with concern, the blue of his iris’ practically glimmering as he examined your face closely. You were trying to contain your sob, but the strained whine leaving your lips didn’t help anything.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see that.” You said, the knot in your throat not loosening in the slightest when you swallowed. “I-I understand if you want to leave.”

Matt’s brows furrowed as he pulled you into his chest, holding you to him tightly as you sobbed into his shoulder. “What are you talking about? Why would I leave?” He asked, his voice sounding almost broken.

You sniffed and cleared your throat, feeling as though you were suffocating against him. You didn’t pull away though, as much as you wanted to. “Something is wrong with me. Sometimes, I get these urges. I have to follow through with them, or else I’m convinced something catastrophic will happen.” You said, finally pulling away from Matt and lifting your hands up to show him. You knew what it was, you’d gotten your diagnosis months ago, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say it.

Realization dawned on him as his eyes slowly scanned the dry, cracked and bleeding skin of your hands, another choked sob leaving your lips. “I couldn’t stop, I wouldn’t let myself.” You whispered, Matt’s eyes meeting yours again. “That’s why I said I understand if you want to leave…you couldn’t love me when I’m like this.” You finished, your voice raw and broken.

You felt so lost. You couldn’t stop these urges, and now, the person you loved most in the world saw you at your lowest. Matt shook his head, his hands cupping your cheeks lightly and guiding your gaze to his eyes. His eyelashes were wet, as though he was holding himself together for your sake.

“Nothing, not even this, could ever make me leave. I love you, Y/n. I may not understand it fully, but I’m willing to learn.” He said, your heart pounding in your chest.

He’s lying.

He doesn’t mean it.

He feels bad for you.

It’s just pity.

You winced, closing your eyes tightly and trying to force yourself to look on the bright side. Matt’s thumbs were caressing your cheeks, his touch grounding you ever so slightly as you repeated the words he’d said before in your head, trying desperately to drown out everything else that was screaming through your mind. He pressed a kiss to your forehead before he spoke again, pulling you into his chest and holding you for what felt like centuries.

“I’m not going anywhere, I’m here.”

You weren’t cured, his touch and his words couldn’t fix this. But knowing that he wasn’t planning on leaving gave you hope that maybe what he was saying was true.

tags: @strniolo , @ssturniolo , @thetriplets3 , @stvrni0lo , @gabbylovesreading , @dwntwn-strnlo , @tylerscreat0r , @toyourloves , @lvrsparadise , @tuktuk34 , @angelcake-222

[mossyivy]

I just finished seeing this tik tok, and an idea popped into my mind…☹️

One day you’re looking through your closet, just organizing and throwing out old things you and Leon don’t really need anymore. There’s a pretty large box tucked under a pile of dust, reluctantly opening it hoping to not find some dead spider or something.

Opening the box, you find so many recordings, cameras, photos, photo books, Polaroids, just filled of you, Leon, and your kiddos. You couldn’t help but get a bit emotional, remembering the time when Violet could barely even walk…Her adorable little baby cheeks, cute and silly poses she’d do.

Now she was all grown up, barely even wanting to take pictures because it was ‘embarrassing’. You’d find a couple of Cecilia as well, not many for Scottie thanks to modern technology and everything being on phone now. It hurt your heart a little bit seeing everything. Videos on old dusty cameras of them running around in the yard while Leon chased them, picking little Violet up in his arms and smothering her with kisses as she erupted into her sweet giggles.

You’d look through all of those for hours, getting a bit teary eyed as you found old pictures of you and Leon together. When the two of you were still young and could do anything without kids, pictures of when he took you to the paramore concerts.

You were grateful for being able to watch your kids grow up; you really were. But sometimes you wished you could just turn back the clock, hold them one last time before they ultimately decided they didn’t wanna be held by mommy anymore.

Let’s just say, Leon found you sniffling in the closet and you rambled to him for what felt like hours. But he just held you and listened, pressing kissed to the top of your head. Like a good husband does.

- Anon! 🎀

(Live reaction of me tearing up over these fake children growing up... 🎀Anon it's your fault!!!!)

Leon would rub your back, sitting on the floor of the closet as he held you close. You stare down at the old picture from the day Cecilia was born. You remember it so vividly...

Leon coming back into the hospital room with Violet as she excitedly ran over to you holding baby Cecilia, barely an even hour old yet. Leon picked her up and sat her up next to you in bed so she could see her baby sister closer.

"She's got your eyes mommy, just like me!" She squeals, kicking her feet as she moved in closer to your side, cuddling up to you nicely. The flash hit your eyes as you look up, watching Leon take a picture of the moment, wiping his eyes as he sniffed and joined you to greet your baby girl into the world...

"I just want our babies to be babies again..." You take in a shaky breath as you put the picture back and slide the lid back on.

"Sweetheart, they're still our babies. Just bigger."

"I know..." You look up at him, blinking the tears down your cheeks, you can even see he's starting to get a little choked up.

"Violet doesn't even like being seen with us half the time... She's almost 14. Lia's going into middle school in a few months and Scott... He's gonna be talking soon... Why can't they just stay small?" Leon chuckles, smiling affectionately as he kisses your head and helps you up.

"I know. They grew up too fast. But we gotta let it happen."

"Says the man that sobbed when his oldest stopped calling him daddy."

"I know I'm a hypocrite, you don't have to rub it in." He leans in kissing your forehead and rubbing your arms. "C'mon, come spend time with the kids at the dinner table while I finish cooking dinner."

You nod following him out of your room and downstairs, rubbing your eyes as you walk into the kitchen. Violet sitting at the table blasting music over her bright pink headphones while staring at her phone as Lia finishing up a project from her girl scout meeting. Scott makes grabby hands at you from his highchair. You walk over, scooping him up as you look at your two girls, years older now.

Violet with her hair under a black beanie and no longer in pigtails or ribbons and Lia not carrying around her stuffed animals around. Just a cute little bunny bag across herself. You walk over pulling Lia into your side as you lean into Violet giving them both repeated kisses on their heads. Lia squeals as Violet pushes her headphones around her neck. Trying to pull away.

"I love you both, remember that. You'll always be my babies even after you grow up and move out. Even if you're 80 you'll still be babies... Okay?" Violet looks over as Lia just nods squirming out of your hold. You start tearing up again.

"Oh God...." Violet looks over at Leon noticing his own red eyes and nose as he lowers the temperature on the stove.

"Is someone dying? Are you getting a divorce!?" She looks panicked as Leon turns almost snapping his neck in the process.

"No! Violetta, why would you even assume that!?"

"I- I don't know you're both crying!" You chuckle, putting Scott back in his highchair as you hug your oldest.

"No sweetheart everythings fine, mommy's just emotional and you know how your father is."

"A big baby." Lia giggles, smiling as Leon gives her the stink eye from the stove.

"I'll remember that after dinner. No dessert for you."

"Nooo! Daddy please!" Lia shoots out of her chair as Leon turns away pretending not to hear her as she pulls at his shirt. You look at Violet, sniffing again. You cup her face, squeezing her cheeks like you use to when she was little.

"You're just as adorable as when you were 4..."

"That's not creepy at all." Her usual sarcasm, even that's cute at times...

"Can I hold you... Just for a minute please?" Violet looks at her mother, seeing the red in her glassy eyes.

"Yeah... Sure."

[melonminnie]

Requested by @liawoo:Hiii!!! I'm here to ask bout an Atil Takar x Reader can be fem or they/them ! Their relationship is like a puppy love and them being a parent to lil Lyrica! Haha if that's okay :P

And say “I miss you” -Atil x fem! Reader

-Tysmmmm for requesting enjoy <333 this is my first time writing 4 atil So Ty again hehehe lyrica is sorta OCC sorry ☹️ </3

Atil was ranting about something that was Going on with him, a few moments ago he had barged into your room with desserts in his hand ready to hang out with you knowing he wasn’t supposed to.

“Atil what are you doing this time?” She acted shocked as if he hadn’t done this a million times, “hanging out with you of course” he stated laying on the girls bed with a smile on his face.

He put his hands behinds his head and still laid down, “what are you even doing at this hour still awake?” He asked his blue eyes focused on her.

“I couldn’t sleep” she stated, “Why are you here?” She questioned him. “Same reason” he replied.

there was a moment of silence on both your parts, for some reason this was the first time none of you could utter a word to each other, maybe it was just sleep taking over your body but the boy looked troubled.

“What’s wrong you look sad” she asked, rubbing her eyes. “Nothing..” he replied his eyes drifting away, “Open your mouth” The girl stated grabbing a cookie from the tray, He complied opening his mouth, the sweetness of the desert filling his mouth his eyes light up slightly.

“Please don’t be sad” She smiled, “I won’t as long as your with me I’m happy”.

The next day was going usually okay as normal, Except you and the prince had something planned today, but he didn’t want to let you go from the brink of dawn he’d forced you to follow him like a duck.

it would’ve been fine if you weren’t as busy as you were, “Atil can I leave now?” The girl questioned impatiently, “Nooo, Why do you wanna leave me?” He whined, his head rested on his desk piles of books around him.

“Because I’m busy too you know!” She explained, “I’ll take over your work then” he murmured staring at his assistant (forgot his name sorry)

You swore you saw him cry at that moment, “I need to meet lyrica too” you stated again, “Mmmm I’ll go with you” he declared standing up.

“Are you sure?” She smiled standing up with him, “Yeah I am” he answered eagerly grabbing your hand and practically running out of the room to his younger sisters.

The door was pushed open by force, Before the crown prince declared his presence, “I’m here!~” he answered smiling, the brown haired girl turned her head at the voice her eyes lighting up.

“Atil!, y/n” she ran up to the two hugging them, “How are you?” The older girl asked, “I’m Perfectly fine!” She chirped smiling, “What’re you doing?” Atil asked scanning the room.

“Nothing! I was eating cake with brin” she replied, “Y/n! Join me” she insisted, “I can join you later, I have something later so I can’t eat right now” she apologized.

“What are you doing” she asked tilting her head, y/n hesitated for a moment looked into atils eyes for confirmation, he shrugged giving her the green light.

“I’m gonna eat with atil later” she answered, “Ohhh! Where I wanna know” she urged, “In the garden” Y/n stood up brushing the dust of her dress.

“Can I come? Pretty please?” She questioned. The entire room was silent for a few minutes, “Of course the more the merrier, only you though don’t invite anyone else” Atil interrupted.

After a few hours, the three of you were seated together on the ground. Assortments of food spread on the cloth.

“Waah! There’s so much food” The princess stared at the food in glee, “wait can I eat this!?” She questioned staring at Atil, the boy nodded staring at her.

Lyrica took the invitation eating as much as she can and as fast as she can, “Lyrica please don’t eat fast you’ll get hiccups” The older girl warned, lyrica noted that and started eating slowly.

After the three of you finished, You noticed there were some food on her face.

“Lyrica” you spoke, she turned her head towards yours, “You have food on your face, here” Y/n took a handkerchief and wiped the girls face.

“Thank you!” She thanked the girl going back to her conversation with Atil. For a few moments Atil didn’t process what his sister was saying.

he leaned forward, indicating he wanted to say something in your ear, you leaned forward towards the boy giving him your ear.

“I’m glad I met you y/n” he whispered.

[stvharrngton]

💌 for stevie with prompt 4 from list 3 🤍 something about the way your name sounds next to his makes him feel giddy and soft. DEFINITELY writes your name out with his and daydreams about it all the time. also harrington is a hot last name ☹️ give me it.

-bella <3 @pouringmyheartoutforpaper

a/n: this concept is so cute i almost died writing this 😭 thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy my love! <3

pairing: steve harrington x gn!reader (no pronouns used)

word count: 1k

warnings: none, lots of fluff, best friends to lovers, mutual pining

prompt: asking them how your name + their surname would sound like (or/and vice versa)

taglist: @sweetiestevie @dukesmebby @sw34terw34ther @sweetbabygirlsworld

1k celebration

“Do you ever wanna get married, Steve?”

Steve knew his answer before you could even finish asking the question. He’d known for a while now, his views on marriage skewed by his parents less than adequate example of a successful marriage.

But you. You had changed his view entirely. The idea of forever with someone now sounded rather nice. Especially if that someone was you. Obviously, you had no clue about his feelings towards you, oblivious to the way he stared at you so dreamily when you weren’t looking. No idea about how he dreamed about spending the rest of his life with you.

Steve Harrington was totally, and utterly in love with you.

“Yeah, sure,” he said, taking a sip of his milkshake, “don’t know if I could find anyone to put up with me, though.” Steve said it with a light chuckle, though his features turned glum.

You wrinkled your nose at his response, chewing on your fries thoughtfully.

“I think you’d make a great husband, Steve.”

“Yeah?” Steve asked, eyes lighting up at your statement. Lips tugging towards his cheeks, a toothy grin spreading across his face, “You think so?”

You returned his grin with a soft smile of your own, your hand reaching over the table to lace your fingers with Steve’s, like you often did, “I know so.”

Steve felt like his chest was caving in, his brain short circuiting at your words, your hand in his, everything. You gave his hand one final squeeze before turning your attention back to your fries.

You left him in a daze, warm brown eyes blinking straight ahead. Mouth hanging open just a little, his heart thumping against his rib cage. The boy only snapping back to reality when you’d asked him a question, your finger prodding his hand when he hasn’t answered.

“Huh?” His eyes flitted back to yours, your brows pinched together, “Sorry, what did you say?” Steve mumbled.

“I said, do you think our names would sound good together?” You stated, matter of factly. As if it was a perfectly normal question to ask your best friend.

Steve quirked an eyebrow at you, not sure he fully understood your question. Or rather, he didn’t want to jump the gun and read too much into it.

“I… what—?” He stammered, his tongue not able to form any words, “What do you mean?”

You giggled at the poor boy’s confused stare, rolling your eyes playfully, “I mean, like, if we got married, would our names sound good together?”

Steve almost choked on his milkshake, eyes bulging out of his head as he answered almost a little too quickly, “Yeah, I think so.”

Heat rose to your cheeks, a cute pink flush sprinkling across your skin at Steve’s reply. It was your shameless attempt at flirting, sneakily trying to gauge his reaction and whether there was any truth behind Robin and Eddie’s teasing.

Your booth was silent for a beat, the noise of the diner flowing around you both. You and Steve sat there with warm cheeks and pursed lips, both trying to hide the grins you couldn’t help sport.

“I’d take your last name though, right?” Steve spoke, a light teasing to his tone.

“What? No way!” You squealed, swatting at his shoulder from across the table, “I’d be taking your last name, Harrington.”

You both leaned on the table by your elbows, your faces inches away from each other. You and Steve always seemed to gravitate towards one another when alone but never able to cross that theoretical line.

“Yeah?” Steve asked, flashing that same grin that was reserved just for you, “That sounds nice. I like that.”

Steve would be lying if he said he’d never thought of it before, never imagined his name next to yours. In reality he dreamt of it constantly, doodling your names next to one another in the back of his notebook when his mind lost focus on the task in hand.

“Me too.” You breathed, eyelashes fluttering up at the boy innocently.

“Shall we get out of here?” Steve asked, his voice soft and quiet in the busy diner. His heart hammered against his chest, his palms clammy against his own thighs.

You nodded as Steve moved to dig out his wallet, chucking a couple bills on the table as you exited the diner side by side, his arm slung around your shoulders. Steve walked you to the passenger side of his Beemer like always, opening the door for you and closing it behind you.

The tension between you had changed, something in the air had shifted since your playful flirting in the diner. Something lingered in the space between you both, something new, something exciting. A long awaited confession on the tips of your tongues.

Steve pulled up outside of your house, pulling up the parking brake. You moved to get out of the car, having said your goodbyes, your feelings for Steve being stuffed back down as he stayed silent, a nervous look on his face.

He sighed as he watched you walk to your front door, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel, “God, what are you doing, Harrington?” Steve mumbled to himself.

And with that he was out of the car in a flash, door slamming behind him as he ran after you, “Hey, wait up!” he called out after you.

“Steve? Wha—“ you were cut off by his lips crashing to yours. His large warm palms cupped your cheeks so softly, the tip of his nose pressing into your cheek as Steve kissed you hard.

Your breath hitched in your throat, your hands resting on his firm chest. You were both panting as Steve broke the kiss, his forehead resting against your own as you both started to giggle at each other.

Steve sighed contently as he brushed his lips against yours once more, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” He spoke against your lips.

“I think I do, Stevie.”

[duexdub]

I want to ruin Childe so bad ☹️

Who doesn’t tbh…

Sub!Childe X Male Reader

CW/TW: nothing really. Vanilla pretty much

You sat on your bed under the warm sheets, keeping yourself warm from the chilly weather that was filling up the house. Right beside you lays your boyfriend, the tall ginger playing with something in his hands.

You were finishing a chapter in a book you haven’t been able to read due to being busy. You sat quietly, reading the pages as time went by. You always enjoyed these moments, you weren’t doing anything with Childe but his presence was enough to ease you.

You continued to flip through pages though suddenly something else had caught your eye, the sneaky hand crawling up your thigh. You looked to Childe, seeing him with a smug look on his face. “Can we?” He asked with a seductive smirk on his face.

You put your book down on the nightstand and started to strip off your clothes. Childe’s face lit up as he sat up and started taking his clothes off too. Once you two were fully naked, he started to crawl up to you, resting his bare body on your lap, your faces being right in front of the other.

You looked at your view of him, moving your face closer to his to connect yourself with him. Your lips interlocked with his, his tongue moving straight into your mouth. You started to feel your chest heave along with his, his soft lips caressing yours.

After a while, the smooth and soft kisses turned sloppy. You started to detach yourself from him, a string of saliva still connecting you two. You moved to attack his neck, kissing and starting to suck on a spot that would soon turn purple. You felt his slender hands move to your hair, gripping chunks of your hair. You heard the small whimpers and short moans that came from him.

After littering his neck with spots, he moved your head off of his neck, chuckling with a red face with beads of sweat dripping down it. “That’s enough” he laughed lightly, moving to reach the nightstand grabbing a bottle of lube, opening it and putting the gel all over your hardening dick.

Childe never liked prepping himself, finding great pleasure in the pain of the stretch. He grabbed your neck and pulled you forward while he fell back onto the bed. You pumped your dick a few times, going to line up with his eager hole. “You ready?” You asked gently. “Y-yeah” you heard back.

You slowly started to enter him, feeling the tightness of him around you. Both of you let out a loud moan while you pushed forward Into him. “Move.” You heard from below you. Staring to retract your hips back, you heard Childe’s moans start to get louder as time went on.

You continued at a steady pace, speeding up when it was appropriate. His tightness loosening and letting your dick out of suffocation.

You were going at a fast pace now, Child’s moans going through your ears. He looked away from you and let the pleasure take him away. Closing his eyes, he let your body take him to a feeling of ecstasy.

You started to grab onto his legs more, pushing them upwards and putting one to reach over your shoulder to get deeper into him. “F-fuck!” You heard. Loud moans that overrode yours continued to fill up the room.

You looked at Childe in the face seeing his eyes look down at your crotch, eyeing out your stomach to you fucking his hole. You looked closely and started to see small drops of tears roll down his fair skin.

You continued at your fast pace, making Childe and you feel incredible pleasure. “A-Archons..” you heard “Close?” You moaned out to him “yeah.” You heard back. You started to press on his lower stomach, really feeling yourself in him. To him, this was just the push he needed to cum. His back arching and his bright red dick twitch as cum Spurtes out of it, you continued to fuck him through his orgasm, not slowing down your pace.

After Childe felt like his euphoric feeling was over, he couldn’t help to keep moaning as you never stopped fucking him. You kept up such a quick pace, bringing him to tears over the overstimulation you were giving him. You had yet to get your orgasm, still trying to climb up to your high. “Holy a-shit~!” You heard his sobs and cries as you continued to pound into him endlessly. “I’m getting there” you moaned out, letting the warmth of his insides bring you right to your release.

“Shit~” you let out a gasp, quickly pulling out of him and releasing your cum on his stomach, some of it reaching his chest and neck. You both panted endlessly, slowly being able to get your breath steady again.

“Sorry.” You giggled, your hand moving to his face, wiping the tears from his eyes. “It’s alright, felt good.” You heard and laughed, moving down to hug him and lay beside him.

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I just wanna say I’m so sorry for ditching y’all for a month and a half 💔 I’ll be doing my requests through out the next few weeks they’ve been sitting in dust for way to long.

[dingleberry-art]

I saw @captainblou do this so I decided to try myself😓

this is what good omens as a series has done for me in the past 4ish months I’ve been into it :)

-got me back into reading (YIPPEE!)

-From drawing Azi and Crowley’s side profiles multiple times I’ve improved a lot on my art :)

-Made me start learning to animate on paper (I needed to see those motherfuckers dance🗣️🔥)

-gave me my first TRUE hyper fixation since 2022 (honestly felt like myself again lol)

-3 days spent making the bookshop in sims and didn’t finish lmao

-I love media analysis and gomens is PERFECT for it, so it gave me something to analyze🙏

-Started reading fanfic (I was desperate😔💔)

-gotten a ton of fun moots that also like gomens on TikTok!

-Got back into cosplays, mainly making them tho👍

-This is the first time I’ve been truly old enough to enjoy the fandom culture of my hyperfixations so that’s cool!!

-ALSO learned how intense hyperfixations can be and it’s very interesting to say the least… (couldn’t burp because I felt like the characters were judging me, WHAT THE FUCK?!?)

-Fans introduced me to other media I’m going to watch next! (Dr who, supernatural, Hannibal, etc.)

-New fav actor! (DAVID TENNANT IS SO FINE I STG😭🙏)

-Made me lose around 90+ hours of my life to this series😓 (including reading time, all rewatches, all audiobook time)

-I now have 2 gomens shirts, some earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet. So cool new accessories!

Even tho I can tell the hyperfixation is dulling out (WHYYY☹️) this series is genuinely amazing and really helped me feel like my true insane weird self again. Can’t wait for season 3 :D

[paopaupaus]

part 6 of The Buddie Development by moi ->

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10

S2:E17 Careful What You Wish For

This is the part where we get more into the development and less into the Buddie, but i’m willing to jot down anything that seems relevant, just for you 😚 Eddie is happy, Shannon (Chris’s mom) is being present, Christopher is happy, they are having a good day at the beach, but when inevitably Shannon asks “what are we?” Eddie gets doubts, he is indecisive about making the relationship that he “always wanted” and what seems easy, official.

Eddie is working on his marriage, and asks Buck if he has to remarry since they were separated, but Buck tells him it’d be better if he asks Bobby since he’s the one who knows about that stuff.

At this point, i don’t think either of them realize they have a man-crush on each other. Wanting to kiss you friend against a wall isn’t fruity, right? we’re just really good friends 🥰

S2:E18 Life As We Choose

This is one of my least favorite episodes cause Buck gets crushed by the firetruck :”( i couldn’t help but notce that Eddie went in the ambulance ride with him, even though the paramedics (Hen and Chim) were already there and he didn’t have any need to be there. remember only one official family member is allowed to go in the ambulance, Bobby stayed behind, but not Eddie. do you think he held Buck’s hand? 😫✋

~days later~ When they’re at the station the team welcomes Bobby (after he almost got fired), and Hen says “things are finally getting back to the way they should be” and trust Eddie to look sad and say “almost” ☹️😔

When Maddie is going to take Buck to Eddie’s ceremony for finishing his probation period she says that he shouldn’t go because he should focus on his health, but Buck is keen on going and says that it is more important. and i think it’s such a cute moment when they are about to hug and they have to work around the crutches, doing like a little awkward dance.

S3:E1 Kids Today

5 months have passed and Buck is just about to get re-certified to be a firefighter, but he throws multiple clots and can’t come back, here comes the hard stuff 😭😤

When Buck refuses to get out of bed and out of his loft for weeks, Eddie (obviously) is the one who goes and forces him out. He knows how to work Buck, so he leaves Christpoher to be looked after for the day, Eddie to Chris: “he’s hanging out with HIS Buck todaaayy!” grinning so wide.

And not Buck working out his issues career wise with Chris😭 he’s such a child you guys.

S3:E2-3 Sink or Swim/The Searchers

hi guys. um… i can’t see through my tears. i have to warn you if you plan on watching season 3 be ready for the tsunami episodes, i haven’t stop crying pls send help. i don’t even know how to explain this but the way that Buck would do AND DID everything and more for Chris is just beyond words, it’s beyond Love. i can’t think of an episode that expresses what Eddie and Chris and Buck have for eachother more than this one. i saw a gif of when Eddie grabs Buck’s shoulder (after the tsunami, back in Buck’s loft, the next day probably) and OP said ���if anyone worked that hard to keep eye contact with me i would have to marry them” Eddie phisically follows Bucks line of sight and reassures him that he trusts him more than anyone with his kid/life. 😭

now that the tears have dried and i rewatched the scene i can say that they are so funny together.

Buck: you want Me? to watch Christopher?

Eddie: it’s easy. he’s not very fast.

😭🏃‍♂️

Buck: i lost him eddie

Eddie: no you saved him. that’s how he remembers it. Now it’s his turn to do the same for you.

Eddie: *reassuring Buck* I’ve failed him more times than i can count, and i’m his father, but i love him enough to keep trying and i know you do too, Buck. there’s nobody in this world who i trust with my son more than you.

I’m in love with these two idiots. i had never connected so much with fictional characters, and it is not just them but the whole cast in 911, they are doing and amazing job 🫶 so that is it for this post, hope you like it, and comment your opinions so we can talk!

[rotnow]

And so she has done it, she finished the latest manga chapter and will now show her favourite parts (er well not all of them only a few bc she has limited storage-)

SPOILERS FOR KAITOU JOKER: ENCORE FOR THOSE WHO HAVENT READ IT YET‼️‼️‼️

Not Mr Kaneri exposing them on a live stream damm ok WAIT STOP THE COMMENTS SAYING “Hey, that weirdo millionare is doing pretty good!” Thats so funny what 😭

Do you ever what he called the stream? Like “Watch me finally FINALLY capture that damm theif and his assistant after taking all my treasures” or something like that probably.

The news company is punching the air right now because they got this information live from KANERI out of all people.

DJ Peacock and Emily (oc) making homemade pizzas at his place and then the stream comes up. He’s like “WHAT? WHAT???” while Emily just drops her tomatoe sauce with a “😧”

Holy crap Kaneri as a streamer. Just imagine that.

ANYWAY HEYYY ITS PANDA YAYAYYAYAYA MY BOY

Just like some streamers, he got arrested 😔. Not suprised though, he blew up a police property…while the police was there

And I know the comments arent seen that much BUT I CAN TELL BRO THEY ARE DISSING HIM 💀💀💀

HELP “His face is hu-“ HU WHAT?? I WANT TO KNOW I WANT TO KNOWWW

aw mans crying live as well 😭 his wife is probably holding the phone..

The cops couldn’t get Joker and Hachi but at least they got to arrest one criminal that night

Huzzah!

HOLD THE PHONEEEE THE MOTHERFLIPPING AMAZING SPECTACULAR COOL AWSEOME PHOENIX IS BACK‼️‼️‼️🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻‼️‼️🙌🏻🙌🏻👏🏻👏🏻‼️🙌🏻🙌🏻👏🏻 (sorry im a fan)

How odd..he arrived on earth again by almost crashing into the road joker

AND YES AUTHOR

THERE IS SOMETHING STRANGE ABOUT HIM

WHAT THE HECK IS ON HIS CHEST

WHAT IS THAT TENTECLE THINGY WHATS IT CALLED

he’s probably getting controlled by it

Omg its like the fungus in resident evil yeahhhh (I don’t play the game I was game, I watch super horror bro)

Aw Hoshi is there too. Please dont tell me he’s controlled by that ugly tentecle thing too..☹️

SPARE THE GREEN SPACE CAT PLEASE

And that is a wrap! Can’t wait to read the rest when it releases, thank you @kaitoujokerscans for translating it in english, you do us all Kaitou Joker international fans a favor 🙂‍↕️🫶🏻 we apprecitate it

I wonder whats gonna happen in the next chapter? 🤫

-Huhu