#btw im open to feedback on this stuff

[three-soulmates-askblog]

What’s the difference between, like, romantic and queer platonic relationships/soulmates?

Kusuo: and it's different for everyone this is just how it works for us

Mikoto: yeah every relationship is its own!

Reita: we just vibin'

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I'd like to note I have never been in a queer platonic relationship myself. But I am an aroace individual. This explanation is based on the research I did for myself in writing this askblog. I feel it's important to note this bc everyone's relationship is really the peoples involved own thing. I didn't want to go too deep with their explanation bc like I said I don't have experience with it myself.

Anyway that's all 👍 thanks for reading my note

[rose-pearls]

Hi there!! If your requests are still open i’d like to make one, btw Im not very good at requesting, so im sorry if this doesn’t make any sense.

Could your possibly write a Clairrise x Hephaestus’s Nb kid reader. Like we’ll make/repair weapons for her, and we weld her flowers with nuts and bolts and cute stuff like that!!

Feel free to skip this request!! Have a good day/night!!!! :D

Hi!! Thank you so much for your request, it was so cute and I loved the fact that it was a reader from another cabin then the Aphrodite cabin! I hope you like it and that it is what you wanted! My requests are open for every fandom I write for!

Main Taglist: @avada-kedavra-bitch-187, @nyx2021, @thestarspangledcaptain, @kmc1989

Percy Jackson Taglist: @niktwazny303

Clarisse La Rue Taglist: @peanutbelley, @abbersreads

Non-binary reader, if there is a mistake somewhere please tell me and I'll fix it! I am always open for feedback :))

When you started dating Clarisse a lot of people were surprised, it wasn’t often that a child of Hephaestus and a child of Ares got along, let alone date each other. But it had just made sense when you had met her during your first day of camp. You had tried to find what you were good at, with the help of Luke, and as you were trying to figure out how to use the spear he had given you a beautiful girl had arrived.

“Why don’t you let the expert teach them, Castellan?”, the brown-haired girl says with a confident smirk, making you blush. Luke had just rolled his eyes at the words before telling you that he would get you at the end of the hour to try something new.

“Now, you should watch your grip when you wield it,” she says before starting to show you how to adjust your hands, making your skin tingle at the touch.

It wasn’t until later that you realized why so many people had been watching the two of you, Clarisse wasn’t really the type to help someone out or to be patient with anyone. When your father claimed you after two days of being at camp the whole camp had been waiting with anticipation how Clarisse would be reacting to the news, after all she was a proud daughter of Ares.

“I don’t care about who your father is and what beef he has with mine, Ares always has beef with everyone. So, what do you say of ignoring who our parents are and just moving along?”, Clarisse had seemed unaffected, but she had been preparing the speech in her head since last night, when one of her siblings had told her who your parent was. She was hoping that Ares wouldn’t ruin this for her either, she only knew you for three days, but you were someone she cared about, whether she liked it or not.

“I would love that,” you had told her and after that the two of you had stayed close friends, much to everyone’s shock and your sibling’s dismay. 

Getting together with Clarisse had been the most difficult part, she didn’t see love as something good or worthwhile. She had seen her mother getting into depressive episodes after Ares left her to raise Clarisse alone and she didn’t want to ever experience that, let alone be that cause of someone’s pain. It had taken you a while to try and convince her that you could be something more than just friends and that love was something incredible to experience. 

“I just don’t want to hurt you or lose you, it would hurt far too much,” she had told you once, when the laughter of the campers could be heard from far away.

“Wouldn’t it hurt more to know that we could have been something but that we just didn’t try? I know that we are demi-gods and that we could die any day but I don’t want to die and regret not having had a chance to spent every single day with you and showing you how much I love you,” there were tears in her eyes at your words, and you could see the conflict in her eyes before she brought you into a soft kiss, as if she was scared she could break you.

“You’re right,” she had whispered before bringing you back into a kiss, this time more fervent as she showed you just how much she loved you.

It had been two years since then and you couldn’t be happier, watching Clarisse spar with her siblings and preparing for Capture the flag while you made some flowers out of a few things you had found around your working area. 

“That for me?”, you hear behind you before your feel a soft kiss on your cheek.

“It is,” you tell Clarisse as she sits next to you, watching the intricately woven nuts and bolts you had found around.

“I love it, thank you,” she tells you before bringing you into a kiss.

“I’ll add it to my collection,” she says with a bright smile, already trying to figure out where she was going to put it.

“I’ll see you after capture the flag?”, you ask her, and she nods in agreement as a pout forms on her lips.

“I can’t believe you aren’t going to be playing capture the flag today,” you smile softly at her words before taking her hand in yours.

“Well, I need to teach every single thing I know to my new sibling but next time I’ll be there,” you promise her and enjoy the satisfied smile on Clarisse lips.

“Fine, but I need a good luck kiss first,” she whispers, and you quickly do as she requests, smiling as she deepens the kiss.

“See you later sunshine!”, she tells you before joining her siblings, making you smile as you watch her putting on her armour. 

It was just an hour later when you heard the door of your cabin slam open, your new sibling looking scared at the sound, as if he was expecting a monster to come in. But it was Clarisse, tears in her eyes and a broken spear in her hands. 

“Why don’t you go to your station and work a little bit on the things I taught you?”, you quickly ask your sibling, who quickly scurries out of the room. 

“Clarisse?”, you whisper as you look at her trembling form, she looks like she is desperately holding back her tears but as you carefully put your hand on hers, she breaks down.

The tears are falling down her cheeks as you bring her into a comforting hug, holding her close as she holds on to you for dear life.

“What happened?”, you ask her softly, hoping not to make her cry even more at your words.

“That new kid, he broke my spear,” she whispers, and a sob leaves her lips at the words, making you hold her tightly. 

“Gods, I’m so sorry Clarise, I know how much it meant to you,” you whisper in her hair, wishing you could go back in time and save it.

“It was the only thing he ever gave me, to show me he cared and now it is gone,” she says, tears falling into your t-shirt, but you don’t care as you try to calm her down.

It takes a moment to calm her down, stroking her hair and letting her talk it all out. You know better than to say it was going to be okay, she had just lost something incredibly valuable to her and you didn’t know what to do. 

“I can try to fix it,” you whisper softly, and it takes a few seconds before she moves her head to look at you, teary eyes looking into yours.

“You can?”, she whispers, hope appearing into her eyes, and you smile lovingly at her.

“I can try, I can’t promise anything about it still being able to burn someone, but it can be repaired. Nothing is too broken to be fixed,” you tell her, and she takes a deep breath, like she is trying to get herself back together.

“If you can do that, I think that I will marry you,” she says with an emotional smile, and you laugh softly at her words.

“Common let’s see what we can do,” you whisper before taking her hand and bringing her to your station. 

It takes time to put it back together, as the metal had been broken by Percy’s sword but after finding the right metal to fix it you manage to bring the two pieces back together.

“And there we go, nearly as good as before,” you tell her as she looks over the spear, watching how it was once again a whole spear and not two broken parts.

“Thank you,” she whispers with concealed tears in her eyes, but you just shrug your shoulders.

“It was my pleasure, now I can watch you train with it again,” you tell her, and she looks excited at the words, she kisses you lovingly on the lips before dragging you to the training ground, an excited smile on her lips. 

[phinkslave]

haii , may I request yandere!sukuna X gender-neutral reader with the prompt 30 and 34 ? :3 -🎀

No Where to go

30. “I’m bigger, faster, stronger, do you really wanna do this right now?”

34. “Watch your tone.”

Okay guys i think im getting the hang of tumblr, once again any feedback is appreciated 💞. btw requests like this is fine ofcc, but i hope that in future requests, if you guys could please be a bit more specific, like idk if you want smut in this fic or not n so on so forgive me 😓💔. but anyway enjoyyy. (this writing stuff is lwk so hard)

warnings: detailed violence, described gore, implied oral sex, (yandere?) sukuna, degrading, language

Sukuna, The King of Curses, was also known as a heartless king. Mainly known for showing no mercy, killing without a second thought, no remorse or regret ever seen in his eyes. Choosing people to be his slave, choosing people to work for him, to slave around for him. Everyday these people would be killed, no one would be spared. Though y/n changed that.

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Today was the day. Today was the selection. Shibuya has been taken over by King Sukuna for about 3 months now, all hope lost. Each week he picks around 50 more people to serve him as he kills them so often. It seems to never be enough, and whatever he wants he gets. The only person to ever be tolerated by him was his loyal dog, Uraume, mainly known to be cooking Sukuna all his meals. She’s also the only one who calls King Sukuna, Master Sukuna. The only one he’ll ever truly trust.

“Do you wish for your death?.” It’s Uraume.

Her voice bringing me out of my thoughts, i quickly look around me seeing everyone in my single filed line has been bowed down as I remain standing. If looks could kill…i’d be dead.

“Forgive me Lady Uraume! I wasn’t thinking.” Quickly getting on the floor to pay my respects. My life is on the line.

“Hmph. You weaklings never do. If it was up to me, I would already have killed you. You’d clearly be of no use.” She continued to walk down your line, carefully observing everyone. Creating different piles, specified of either people of old age or ones who have disabilities. Who knew such a calm tone could make you tremble more than any angry voice could. Oh how I wish I was strong. I hate being weak…. .

After around 10 more minutes, with someone even being yelled at for apparently looking up for only 5 seconds, everyone was ordered to stand and we were being led to a huge building. As we walked, the groups of old people were pleading for their lives as everyone knew what was about to happen to them, i couldn’t help but shut out their depressing cries. This was all too much, we need help. Walking, everyone’s shackles connected to the person in front and the person behind. Controlling our pace, controlling our movement. Surely for how much longer can we really continue without dying? The closer you got to the building, the more you felt the amount of cursed energy pile up. I can’t do this. I would rather die than even enter the cursed energy fully. Not everyone could feel it since most of them are normal people, but us sorcerers, we couldn’t help but tremble. Knowing what was awaiting us.

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Approaching a large Hikone, giant double doors opened at once, energy flooding out, as I felt mine somewhat fade. This power? This amount?? How is this possible???

“Attention insects!” Uraumes voice boomed. Sucks she has a hideous personality, she’s actually really pretty. “You are now entering the presence of your Lord. King Sukuna. From here on out, you have no purpose in life. Your only purpose is to serve him, to accommodate all his needs. If he says to bring him an item, you will! If he says to end your life, whether with your bare hands or with a sword provided to you, you will! And with no hesitation. Now, pay your respects!” By the time Uraume was done, i along with everyone else was already on the floor, ‘paying their respects’.

“Look at me.” His voice, caused every single nerve that ran down ur back twitch. Everyone looked up, though no one dared to look into his eyes, some immediately crying and begging for their lives.

I look up. There he is. Some stupid smug grin on his face. He enjoys killing. He enjoys being a monster. He enjoys tormenting the weak.

“All of those who just spoke without my permission. Step up. Now.” Four people slowly stood up, their knees almost giving in. “Are u trying to fool me? Do you think I am some idiot? I have many eyes for fucks sake. Stand up.” Two more people stood, but as much as they tried to stay up, they kept falling.

Before you could even blink, all of their heads popped, their bodies falling on top of the still bowing people. Their blood splattered on your face. No one dared to move, no one dared to speak. I kept my position, wide eyed, feeling the blood droplets going down my cheek. I didn’t dare to lift my hand and wipe it from dripping down my lips.

“Disgusting brats, ruined my scarf. Uraume.”

“Yes Master Sukuna.”

“Get me a new scarf, and..” this time he spoke to us, “…take that side of the room. All you pathetic people. Stand up and follow her now.” They stood up, trembling, lining up behind Uraume. The shackles that once connected you all was suddenly just gone.

A man accidentally fell while standing up.

*POP*

His head……

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Everyone stayed bowing, no one dared to move. it’s been atleast 15 minutes since uraume has left and you just assumed that he was waiting on her to come back. Your back was aching. your wouldn’t risk your life just cuz of some back pain though, your stronger then that.

“Did it go smoothly Uraume?” Sukuna said with no care in his voice. Like he didn’t just murder 6 people in a heartbeat.

In total you would say there was about 37 people. Originally there was around 60 but canceling the elders, and the disabled….as well as the just killed people. Your numbers were going down.

“Yes Master Sukuna. We are checking for every health condition. For only the best possible is worthy to be at your service.” She said bowing to him.

“Good.” and for the first time in what felt forever, he turned his attention back towards you guys. “Stand up.” Everyone doing so as quickly as possible.

“Uruame. My scarf?”

“My apologies Master Sukuna. For i haven’t forgotten but they are making you one as we speak. I couldn’t have just given you an ordinary one, you deserve only the one of a kinds.”

“alright alright….now. Shall we begin.”

“As you wish dear Master.” As she said this, she blew into her hand, forming a long sharp rod of thick ice. Sort of like a katana. “As well known, your lord deserves only the best. We cannot have any of you weak species that aren’t physically appealing, at his service. For those of you who don’t please my master. Your death is awaiting you. Master Sukuna, I await your orders.”

“Everyone stand up straight and look at me.” After not even a few seconds he already pointed at someone, and in the same second his throat was pierced. His gasps for air terrified you all. “Hideous one he was.”

A girl spoke up, “Please, any mercy we beg—!”

Her throat was slit.

“Master Sukuna didn’t give you permission to speak.” Uraume said, venom lacing her tone.

Sukuna chuckled, “it’s a shame, she would have lived.”

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The next few minutes were torture. Each second felt like my death was next. For some reason I wasn’t as scared as the other people. Maybe because I had experience with this curse stuff, but it still didn’t make sense. Down to only 6 people now. Geez……he’s picky for someone who can quite literally have anyone he wants.

“Uruame. That’s all. Take them out of my sight and put them to work.” As he said this I looked up, accidentally meeting one of his four eyes, I looked down as soon as I realized. Praying he didn’t notice. “Take them all….and leave them.”

Now. Now you had some fear kicking in. Taking all his cursed energy in again, coming to the understanding of what his true power is once again.

“As you wish. Follow along.” She exited the room. Leaving you and Sukuna alone.

The room was dark, had some bright red ominous glow everywhere. The blood of the now dead bodies making everything darker. You were beneath a set of around 25 stairs, as Sukuna was in a huge throne at the top. Resting comfortably with his head in one of his four arms. You were standing there awkwardly. Standing in silence looking down, unsure of what to do. Dreading each coming second, each coming second facing the possibility of joining your once fellow friends on the floor.

“Why don’t your eyes meet mine as they did before?” He said, trying to imitate a voice of someone who’s actually interested. He’s toying with you. What a pathetic jerk. You immediately remembered, ‘when spoken to answer’, you had about 20 seconds to respond or he’d get upset. You immediately began to think.

“Forgive me my King. For I was not thinking.” Fuck. I just risked my life saying that. Geez i’m so stupid. If Uraume said that made her wanna kill me, why wouldn’t he..

“Well. You better start. This is the only warning you’ll get. Do i make myself clear? What is your name?”

“I understand my King. I am forever grateful. I am only known as the lords slave from here on out my king.” you tested your luck, bowing down.

“Pathetic. Don’t humiliate yourself. it’s pretty obvious you are trying to kiss my ass. i don’t appreciate it. hmmm. If you weren’t so amusing, i would have snapped your neck by now. Look at me.”

You looked up, he had a crazy look in his eyes.

“come up these stairs.”

You had half a minute to think. You could run, and be killed, or you can go up the stairs and be killed. What to do what to do what to do. Fuck, there was no right answer. Even if you ran right now, where would you go? He would catch you before you could even turn around fully……you slowly made your way up the stairs. Finally reaching him, staying a few steps below to stay humbled.

“If you do not listen to my exact orders next time. I will kill you. I said to come up these stairs, or do you have some sort of hearing issue?”

“My apologies…” you mumbled.

“Now tell me, do you feel the fullness of my energy?” He said all proud and cocky.

“I….I do my King.”

“Yet. You still dared to look me in the eyes. Out of the three months I have taken over. You are the only person who has yet to do that. How dare you?” His voice becoming dangerous in his last sentence.

“M-….My king….I am afraid i do not unders-“

-SLAP-

He slapped you. He slapped your right cheek. The hit was so hard you felt your right ear begin to ring. You were shocked.

“Hmm..no tears? Tough one huh. The average human specie would have had been knocked out by now.”

Feeling encouraged by his words you stood up, still holding your now red cheek though….”Thank you sincerely my lord. Your words mean a lot.”

-SLAP-

“what made you think you could speak?”

“…”

Next thing you know, he lifted his index finger and tapped your belly. That simple act causing so much force throughout your body, you fell at the bottom of the stairs. This time, your wrist broke. Sukuna stood up.

“You dare not answer me. You little brat, speak only when spoken to! How do you not know that much. Maybe I should end you. Worthless piece of crap.” Sukuna made his way down the stairs. A little confused himself but he didn’t show it. If you were anyone else by now he would have had them gone, but you. The constant fluctuation of fear and confidence in your eyes made him want to know more about you.

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He was making his way down. Fuck! I hate being weak so much. I have no time to think. This is it, i’ll be damned if my last words were me kissing ass to this monster.

“….fuck you…” you said almost non-audible. But of course if anyone could hear that, it would be Sukuna.

He stopped in his tracks. “excuse me..?”

“I said fuck you!” His pace to you became faster, “Your just a sick son of a bi—!”

His hands wrapped around your neck, not letting the full word come out. “Watch your tone. Do you not fear for your life?” He started laughing. “Maybe I will just watch the life leave your body, hmm?” he said smiling, his face extremely close to yours. He then let out an exaggerated sigh, “relax, I’m bigger, faster, stronger, do you really wanna do this right now? For your pathetic state can’t fight me right now. you don’t ever seem to use that tiny brain of yours do you?”

Your hands scratching and slapping any bit of skin it could come in contact with, clearly showing your resistance being futile.

“Though, i can’t kill you yet.” His lands leaving your neck, allowing you to drop and gasp for air like a fish out of water. He looked down at you, “To bad, deal with me longer. I enjoy this. Been a while since someone had the guts to face me.”

He sighed, “I will give you a couple of minutes to rest. Then after that we will spar. If you land one hit on me, i shall let you leave and live as u please. If you can not….lets just say i’ll give you pain. For i don’t know why you think you are so worthy of speaking to me however you like.”

You were just listening as you tried to control your breath. “I refuse to be your play thing. Kill me now.”

He scratched his head, “Well now that that you said that, i don’t wanna kill you.” He boomed laughter, “I really like you, your a few hierarchies below Uraume, but that’s still a lot.” His expression became one of a cold killers all of a sudden. “Now, stand.”

You thought for a second. “My king…if i may….”

“Hmm, all quiet now are we? just a second ago you were using such filthy language. For such a beautiful face like yours, your mouth should know nothing but decency. What is it you please to say?”

“King Sukuna…my wrist is in immense pain, i am at a big enough disadvantage already. For i don’t think it will do me any good sparring with a broken wrist, i need more then a few minutes my king.”

“Fine. As you wish. Heal or don’t, my order of our fight has been decided.”

He stared at you a little longer. He stared at you, making you feel nasty, making you feel gross. He walked up to you and started pushing you down on your knees by your shoulders. You felt his eyes roam your body.

“I will heal your wrist. But first, you need to be punished for that naughty little mouth of yours…”

“please….“

“Let’s make this quick. Gonna teach you a lesson yeah?”

[duckieduccss]

NEW KAIJU OC?!?!

Well, yea technically. Basically i was interested in figuring out how id go with making my own kaiju. At first i wasnt sure where to go for designing one. So i chose to base it off another existing kaiju for inspiration. I kinda wanted to go for a dragon type kaiju (i like dragons) and the only thing i could think of was Ghidorah so i went with that (now that i think about it more, I could’ve maybe used Manda too prob but oh well, Ghidorah was still a good option). I added some different details to mine that make it unique to the og Ghidorah

My idea was that it could potentially be a relative to Ghidorah (being of the same species) but still far apart from one another to the point they arent all that aware of the other existing (theyre in for a shock when & if they do encounter each other lol). This version actually relies on cosmic energy derived from such sources like stars & generally anything that produce some form of energy within the vast universe (basing it off how Ghidorah themselves originally came from space & this variant being much more dependent on that factor). It stores that energy & relatively stays in a dormant stage for an extended period of time until when faced with the challenge to defend itself or fight off those it deems as a danger. Then it would release all that ginormous amount of space energy that manifests itself as a rapidly expanding glow of extremely bright light. Enough to cause extreme damage & bring down the opposition. It can gather energy by using special crystals it can grow (took that also as inspiration but from Space Godzilla) & become as some form of attracting & absorbing the energy. In a way, the energy is like its main source of food & energy to maintain itself (right after releasing a lot of it during its final attack of using that glow, it would be put in a highly vulnerable state if not recovered by regaining some energy back soon enough). For the most part, they mostly sleep (being lazy 24/7 just like me fr lmao) to keep all that energy but can be potentially dangerous if disturbed or provoked in some manner

(Here’s a better closer look at their faces. Realized the canvas’ too big to properly see each of them-)

The name of this kaiju you may be wondering???

It’s Ryudorah

(Yea i know im the most creative person out there. I combined another nickname i use for myself and just added the end part of Ghidorah’s name to make it clear it’s related to the other kaiju. I couldn’t think of anything else im sorry😭)

And also each head has its own individual name:

Do, Re & Mi

(Named after intervals in the musical scale (ex: Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do)

Did i mention this kaiju can also technically sing too :)

I did have a lot of fun with coming up with the concept for them (tho it honestly took longer in designing them due to a busy schedule ive been put in as of late & finding the time to finish it) but im glad to finally be able to share this with you all. Hopefully I can share more about them soon (i have a whole google doc’s worth of lore lmao) & probably draw them again (tho maybe a lot more simplified by then). Didn’t wanna overwhelm ppl with the huge amount of info so I’ll prob slowly reveal more over time.

[Another thing too is that i still am new to the fandom (tho with more knowledge from getting to learn more from the source material) & most of this i gathered from already know stuff i knew. Tho im also open to feedback & maybe some ideas to add onto my own kaiju. So id very much appreciate it if there’s any suggestions from you guys ^^⭐️]

(I’ll only be taking constructive criticism btw. Anything hateful will obv be ignored)

[frizzybizzy-21]

Reality (Atsumu Miya x Reader Timeskip!)

Prologue

I forgot to mention, this won't really be following the timeskip in haikyuu. and since Im not in university, please give me feedback on what is wrong in this! I would really be thankful. Btw, this is a female reader, I'm sorry!

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You had just finished summer break. Now you are getting out of your parents car to finally move into your own apartment. You were debating if you should get a dorm instead of an apartment. You found out that the apartment wouldn't be so bad since the rent would be split with your roommate. So, you of course trying to spend little to no money right now decided to go for the apartment.

When you got out of your parent's car, you walked to the back of the trunk and pressed the button to open it. Once it opened, you grabbed your luggage out first. You knew that the heavier stuff would be easier since it would go by faster, but you didn't really care. You wanted to do the lighter stuff first. You placed the luggage on the ground and went to grab another one. Once you had both on the ground, You started to walk toward the doors of the apartment building.

"Y/n! Don't you want to do the heavy stuff first? It would be easier," Stopped when you heard your mom yell your name out. You turned around, walking back to the car. You knew she would say that, but you also knew that she agrees with anything you say. "Nah, it'll be fine. Trust me." All she said was if you say so. I smiled at her, turning around while walking toward the apartment building again.

You stopped in front of the building. You placed the luggage down and put your hand in your pocket. You started to search in your pocket, digging deeper to see if your paper was there. 'Come on...I know I have it in here!'. As you were about to give up, you realized that it was in the other pocket. You pulled your hand out to reveal the paper of your apartment number was there. 'Thank God! I should probably write things down on my phone instead.'

As you were about to walk in, your dad walked in front of you. He opened the door and grabbed one of your luggages from your hand without saying anything. You thanked him and the both of you started to walk to the front of the desk to ask for your keys. Your dad was about to open his mouth, but you nudged him on his side. You knew that he was going to ask for you, but you also knew that you had to do things by yourself now. You sighed and faced toward you.

"I can do it. Trust me, I can." You turned and walked toward the desk. You already practiced in your head what you were going to say so all that practice would've been for nothing. You reached the front desk and saw that guy was there. You waited there until he had realized you were there. "Oh! Hello there! Is there anything you need help with?"

You sorta just stood there, not until your dad hit your shoe. "I uh...I'm just moving in and I wanted to know if you had my apartment key." you mentally wanted to slap yourself. 'Of course they have your key!!!! Why wouldn't they???' You realized that you were overthinking it, maybe he didn't notice? Whatever, you just wanted to go to your apartment already, you were tired of traveling and being in a car for hours.

"Okay, what is your name?"

"L/n Y/n" You gulped. The anxiety started to kick in slowly. You started to fidget with your fingers. 'Just calm down, just calm down'. You kept thinking to yourself. You looked down at the floor, waiting for the guy to say something. "Okay...", You looked up from the floor and watched as the guy placed a hand under his chin as he was looking at his computer. He started to squint his eyes, taking longer and longer to find your name. 'Damn, how long is this going to take? What if my name is not there?! What happens if I'm not at the right addr-' Your thoughts were cut off as the guy finally opened his mouth.

"There you are! Okay...here are your keys! And here and some of the papers that you would be needing to sign with your roommate! Sorry for taking so long! Have a wonderful day!" He reached his arm toward you and smiled. You grabbed the keys from his hand and bowed. You said thank you very quietly, but it was still loud enough for the guy to hear.

You turned to face your dad and motioned him to start following you. As he started to walk toward you, you headed to the elevator. As you made it in front of the elevator, you heard your dad sigh. You glanced at him seeing that he was looking down with a frown on his face. "What's wrong? I've never seen you like this." He looked up and just stared at the doors of the elevator. He still had a frown on his face.

"I just...I just thought I would wait longer. Seeing you grow up so fast. I thought maybe it would be slow, but I guess I'm finally letting you go now." You never really saw or heard your dad like this. So him being like this is obviously going to make you tear up. You waited a few seconds to make sure that you were prepared to talk to him without crying.

"You know I'm still going to be your little girl, right? Even if I'm busy with school, I'll still call you and mom when I can. Okay?" you placed your luggage on the floor and hugged your dad. As you were hugging him, you felt the tears coming back again. No matter how hard you try, you seem to cry when your dad says something. You pulled away not really knowing what to do, but you felt him pat your back.

"Okay. But just promise me that you'll be careful? I don't want you getting in trouble while I'm not here." you heard him chuckle at the last part. You smiled when you heard that. Even if your dad didn't really show it, he really wanted to cry. "I'm smart enough to know what's trouble and what's not." As you said that, you both laughed and watched at the doors to the elevator open. You both walked in not really saying anything, but you two were smiling in secret.

You pressed the button with the number 3. You were thankful that your apartment was on the 3rd floor. After waiting a minute or so, you walked out with your dad behind you. You looked down at your paper and saw the number 13. You look up from the paper and scan the hallway to see where the door was. For a few seconds, you didn't see it. But your eyes landed on the door that was on the far right. 'Yes! Finally!'. You turned to your dad and motioned to him that you had found it. You felt like a kid when you found it, you had run to the door, not even waiting for you dad. You got your keys, frantically trying to put the key in the keyhole. 

You struggled a bit, but you finally got it open. 'Omg! I finally can't wait to rest now!', you stretched like you were finally home from a long day of work. "You seem like it's already home!" You rolled eyes playful to your dad, "I mean, it is home. Now, let's go find mom. She's probably lost by now!". The two of you laughed and placed the luggage in the living room before walking out and trying to find your mom.

TIME SKIP!!!!!!

After getting everything out of the car and into your apartment, you told your parents that it was fine that you took care of the rest. But, of course, your mom was worried.

"Are you sure you don't want us to help out with unpacking? Your father and I don't have anything to do!" You raised your hand and waved at them no. "No, it's fine mom. You two have already done enough. Either way, it's getting late. By the time you two are halfway done with unpacking my things, it would be 10pm. Just imagine how late you two are going to get back to the house!" Your mom looked at you then at your dad.

"Well, you do have a point there...But just call us if you need help! We'll be having dinner nearby, so just call us okay?" You nodded at them. "Okay mom. I'll text you guys, just to see if you found your way home." your parents laughed. They made their way towards you, hugging you one last time. You hugged them back and stayed that way for a while.

"I'm going to miss you." you didn't realize that your mom was crying until you felt your shoulder being a bit wet. You rubbed her back trying to comfort her the best way you could. She finally pulled away and looked at you. "We will too..." You hugged them one last time and walked them out. As you saw them leaving, you yelled out, "I love you!" your parents turned around and yelled it back. You smiled, waving at them as they entered the elevator.

You walked into your apartment and closed the door behind you. 'It's now just me. I wonder when my roommate is going to be here? I better start getting everything unpacked.' You walked towards all of your luggage and started the long process of unpacking everything. 

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[butchfortress]

HIHI QUICK UPDATE

hi first of all so sorry for being dead!! life was definitely a thing for a while but im trying to come back a bit

secondly i was originally hoping to start clearing out my inbox for requests since may but after my finals week came and went i genuinely couldn't find any motivation to draw what was in there. and in return i had trouble drawing the stuff i actually wanted without feeling like i wasn't doing the thing i was "supposed" to draw first, so there was a bit of a feedback loop here.

this isnt anyones fault btw!! i just burnt out :( i feel really bad about not fufilling everyones requests but for the sake of keeping drawing tf2 stuff fun ive cleared out my inbox. ive taken note of all the requests and theres a few i still want to use at least as prompts but otherwise requests are CLOSED!!

...HOWEVER my inbox is still open! i still wanna chat so if anyone has anything about the game itself or headcanons or takes or etc please come right in!!! ive also turned off anon just in case (and if there's a request you really really want i do have commissions and $10 kofi requests, wink wink)

also im strongly considering changing my url? we're past the point in the hyperfixatiom where im drawing every waking moment but its sitting comfortably as a long-term interest shhh

[windvexer]

waait. how do you actually consistently go from the basic divinatory interpretation to the nuanced and detailed one? currently this level of detail is Exactly what im trying to accomplish. im happy with the feedback i get and the last year and a half ive done more progress than i did in 7 years of reading casually but i lack that oomf.

did you base this on a very specific card combo? is it something that you and your divinatory spirit have agreed on specifically? whats the actual process? btw just wanted to say thanks for posting such consistently cool stuff 🍻 invaluable

Hi! Great question.

I worked heavily with Mystical Origins of the Tarot by Paul Huson during this process, exactly because it cuts through quite a lot of the fluffier nonsense we now see with cards.

When I started developing my notes, I sat down and decided that I would only include statements which were specific enough that they could not apply to a majority of situations.

In more modern texts, almost any card can be applied to almost any situation because the meanings are like, "this is a good time to start a new project! Power is around; is it your power, or someone else's power? Maybe your project should be contemplating power!"

Which is encouragement that applies about equally well to someone deciding what career path to take as someone trying to figure out how to elude the police in a murder investigation.

So the actual process, the lighthouse that was my beacon into a harbor of meaning, was that the meanings I generated must be so specific that a seeker could easily say, "sorry, that's not what's going on with me at all."

Which has made reading a lot easier and a lot more accurate.

Like, if you think of a note to add and get anxiety about it being so specific that seekers would immediately know you're wrong, you're on the right track.

So, as an actual process, I'd open up my word processor, read the entry in that book mentioned above, and start with a few key words.

Ace/Swords Key words: Authority, triumph, and conquest. Borders and confinement, and overcoming them.

I based the key words off of historical meanings of the cards, but also based on my own feelings about the card.

I worked on these notes by contemplating card meanings, exploring my own ideas about the cards, and also trawling modern meanings (after all, people have had great ideas about tarot since the early 1900s - no need to throw the baby out with the bathwater).

Then, I created my notes structured as sentences that might actually be said to a seeker.

Meanings: Do not trust that person. Are you actually helping, or are you steamrolling the victim? No, they're not going to apologize. You're making up a lot of stories to justify your bad decisions, but this time your friends are right.

(**the above meanings I made up for this post; don't add them to your personal notes about the Ace/Swords!)

I added notes until I felt every facet of the card had been explored. I often went back and edited old entries. Often, when working on a new card, I'd realize that it overlapped too much with a card I'd already written up, or that it gave me new opinions on an old card. In these situations I worked with both entries until I was satisfied that the cards were all represented in a unique way.

Some cards ended up relying almost entirely on historical meanings. Some cards ended up being much more modern. Others ended up being a lot less based on external sources at all.

I also took care to note down omens/portents when possible. "This card is an excellent omen; success is assured." "This is one of the worst omens in the deck - there is nothing you can do." And so on.

When I worked with my spirit, he directly told me what to type. A lot of his meanings were much more biting than mine were. He's a very direct guy.

Because the meanings are so direct, reading has become easier - it's a bit like sliding panes of glass over each other and finding the places where the light shines through; the thread of truth common to all cards.

Now, all that being said - I rarely work completely within this system. When actually doing readings, I also use other various methodologies to interpret the cards.

Knowing lots of methodologies of reading tarot is IMO like speaking many different dialects. It's all one language, but as a translator of the cards, you can pick up so much more nuance if you know more forms of the language.

[violentviolette]

i think i have aspd or traits . but i dont wanna go to a psych and be like " btw here are my symptoms ive never told u about before , have fun ! ( insert the entire ASPD criteria here ) . sorry " because that makes me look bad & i appear the opposite ( passive , fearful , not aggressive ) , & dont want to appear as a threat and i most definitely dont want them to think im manipulating them when im not ( like for example when im just telling them my symptoms regarding other conditions ) . and i dont want to admit to committing crimes incase they report me or i have to go through a security clearance for job reasons and they go thru my stuff . anyways as far as anyones concerned i seem nice but weird but not the type of person to have those kinds of symptoms , and i want it to keep my Good Girl(tm) image . but also . i dont want to start having legal issues , become dependent on substances , pursue any illegal occupation , etc since it would suck to get caught and im only 21 so i keep trying my best to avoid it everytime i almost continue with it , but i need help bad lol . any idea of what i should or can do ? anything helps

okay real talk but literally do exactly the opposite of everything ur doing and also get out of ur own head and stop overanalyzing every thought u have to find justifications for not doing the very simple basic first step towards what u know is the right thing to do but just dont want to because being vulnerable feels yucky and ur scared

i say this with genuine compassion and no judgement because i *absolutely* did and still sometimes do the same thing but unfortunately the only way to get urself out of that cycle is to get over urself and touch grass (encouragingly) so that u just Do The Thing u know u need to do

being open and honest with a therapist about ur thoughts and feelings is the only way to get any actual positive growth or help out of it. u cant fix what u dont talk about and keeping it all to urself will only drive u more and more insane. staying cooped up inside ur own mind without telling other ppl what ur thinking out loud creates a feedback loop of crazy. u gotta hear urself talk to another person sometimes to actually really *hear* urself, u know? ur brain is where the crazy is and u cant stay there alone and expect it to work out and get better. u have to talk it out and be confronted and challenged with other viewpoints to realize where urs are disordered if u look for reasons not to do something u will absolutely find them, and while i could offer rebuttels to a lot of ur concerns, things like how ur medical records and psych details are not that detailed. u doing illegal behavior like stealing or doing drugs is not something that gets listed on those and falls under patient confidentiality. the only thing that gets documented is the official diagnoses name which most therapists are going to be very reluctant to hardline diagnose someone with aspd (and even then it only gets logged with that practice and submitted to ur insurance only if ur seeking care like meds or hospital stays or get incarcerated. otherwise, if u dont tell someone "i saw dr.x at yclinic from 2019-2022, then they have no way of knowing or finding out what that dr wrote on their internal records/notes. there is no centralized database of "medical history" outside of ur insurance company and specific practices internal networks) individual symptoms like "illegal activity" do not get listed and unless ur planning on enrolling in the military or working for the feds no job is looking more deeply than that into ur history unless u personally volunteer it. what comes up when specific companies do background checks with a medical history is ur insurance records. ur insurance only knows what gets submitted to them specifically, if ur therapist doesnt file paperwork with ur insurance to list aspd as a diagnosis they are looking for ur insurance to pay them to treat u for specifically (instead of more generalized things like "depression" "anxiety" or just "mental health care" ect, which they have to get ur permission to do) then there's no paper trail of what u two talk about in that office or how ur "good girl" image is legitimately worthless garbage and will grant u absolutely nothing in life and clinging to it in the false hope that other ppls perceptions of u will change who u actually are and make u happy is only gonna lead u to looking at ur shitty unhappy life in 5 years and being filled with nothing but regret and anger and wanting to kill urself or that while u cant know or control how ur therapist sees u or reacts to the things u share with them, u can control who they are. if u fuck up with this therapist or it takes a turn u dont like or they start treating u badly, u can very much just get another one. u can request a different person at the same clinic for any reaosn or u could switch clinics entirely. most insurance in the us is taken by more than 1 provider in an area and there are almost always multiple practices that take the local insurance. and even then, if u wanna drive 45mins to see a therapist a town over cause u burned a bridge with this one u can do that. ur not beholden to a single person, u can get dozens and dozens of opinions. ive had over 15 different therapists in my life. if u fuck up with one u can always get another

but all those rebuttals dont really matter because if u want to, i have no doubt u could find counter points to all those points. i know i could if i tried. so really it just comes down to the simple question of are u going to keep standing in ur own way or are u going to cut the bullshit and take it seriously and do the hard thing because u know its what u need to do? ur young still, uve got so much time, dont waste more of it waiting for the perfect solution or situation because it will never exist. do it now, do it messy, do it scared, fuck it up and get it wrong a bunch, and then try again and again until it works

[mousemilf]

what is the secret behind your gorgeous gorgeous cake creations

my current manager who i sorta consider my mentor in this is literally one of the most talented people ive ever met and and amazingggggg teacher so im really lucky to learn from her. and also i have a painting bfa and icing is pretty similar to oil paint. and also i work really hard at it and just care very deeply about what i do and im open to feedback and not afraid to learn stuff. i think the last parts are basically just a lifehack to be good at any skill though tbh. thank u so much btw!!!!!

[officiallyisagibrainrotted]

Ok ok ok I'm ik I said that I'm gonna try and post more often on my page but look at me not keeping my promise and I feel bad for the people who are being kept waiting. I absolutely hate keeping people waiting . Believe me I do, it makes me feel dirty inside, if that's a good way to put it???????.

But remember this is not a Instagram page were u just click the like and follow button but never actually interact with person behind the screen/no feedback/constructive criticism/reblogs/say please and thank when you're requesting ect......

But I have some stuff to work on as well like not ghosting you guys, and stop procrastinating on things, make time in my schedule.

So we all have stuff to work on but I can't be the only one who is pulling the weight .

Btw I'm wasn't totally sure how they would feel about shout-outs and it's already to late to ask someone something . So I won't say names .

Thank you so much for liking my post with Big Bird busting open the door. It shows me that you are actually listening and it's not just me speaking to a void of nothingness . Despite the number of followers I have.

But anyway just had to get that off my chest!!!!

Btw IT'S SUPER RAINY DOWN HERE WHERE IM AT .

But anyway goodnight you guys!!!!!!!!💤💤💤💤💤💤

[risingsunresistance]

ough ive not spoken for some time but . 1. im curious ur takes on finnegan and all of the stuff that comes w him:0

2 ive decided to snap n ask abt . any advice to do w doing crystal nucleus,,

ive not been playing as much sb lately bc . busy . but aa id like to say . im near 500 commisions finally hehe and im a bit pffput as i decided to not collect from my minions until a mayor w skill exp multiplier appeared but apparenly theyre gonna nerf minion skill xp ? augh i couldnt get info abt it besides jus someone saying it but . if so thats kinda tragic </3 -crenshaw121

finnegan is fun!! i'm a freak that actually enjoys collecting pelts so i liked having him as a mayor lol. ALSO THE 10% INCREASE ON JACOB'S CONTESTS IS HUGE that's gonna be VERY helpful in trying to raise the cap for farming 60. the cultivating/math bonus is surprisingly helpful too! i didn't think that one would make a huge difference but getting gold in a few more contests was pretty easy bc of that

about the skill exp, this is a FUTURE plan. possibly wayyyy in the future, but we can't be sure when they'll decide to test it. it was mentioned in the 1.0 design thread, which is currently unfinished. it's not a 100% guarantee it'll even be happening, the thread is open to community feedback and everything will likely be playtested on alpha too

i'm gonna assume your question about the nucleus meant completing a nucleus run and not just general advice on what to do in the hollows itself, so that's how i'm gonna answer. if you have any other questions feel free to send another ask... also this got long so i'm putting it under a read more 😅

biggest advice i can give is just ask for coordinates! most of the time people are willing to give them out. if they don't have any, use a wishing compass to try and find the structure. you can get them pretty easily from chests. if you're having trouble finding the chests, try to familiarize yourself with some of the rooms! set chests always spawn in the same places in rooms, but you can also dig up chests randomly from the hardstone (less reliable if you don't dig REALLY FAST). and if you need any compasses and i'm online i'll gladly give you a ton. i uh... i have a lot of spares i keep for friends

every once in a while a lobby might spawn without a structure or with one of them glitched (i've had so many chunk errors in the mines of divan...) so if that happens just hop lobbies. if you find one with all 6 structures relatively easy to reach, consider sticking around! having the tunnels already dug out and all the coordinates listed down is very helpful in getting runs done faster

okay so actually DOING the nucleus stuff. for amethyst... i have no advice. just learn the parkour as best as you can. keys are pretty cheap, but if you're on ironman or something you'll need to find a key guardian or odawa to get keys for runs. topaz is an easier one, bal loses health based on the amount of hits done NOT on the amount of damage done. hit it 100 times with any bow and get out before you burn 👍 if it's been defeated recently, you don't even need to fight. you can just click the crystal and get it. no advice for jade, it's free but annoying, and the time it takes to complete is up to RNG. amber can be easy if you know where the king is. after you've found the king (there's two chests in his room btw if you need goblin eggs, one above him and one below him), the queen should be VERY close by. using a compass should get you to her, so once you've found the king it's pretty much a given. i recommend doing this one last bc the king's scent lasts 20 minutes (unless you touch water), so if you're fast you can just run back to the queen and take the crystal again immediately

and sapphire is the harder one just bc getting robot parts is annoying. if you buy all of them, it'll cost you around 1m coins. this is Fine, you'll probably make it back from the loot in the run anyways, BUT if you wanna farm robot parts ahead of time that can cut down costs. you can farm automatons with high magic find bc they always spawn in the same places in the lost city, OR if you're insane like me and have a lot of powder and hotm6, you can upgrade mole and great explorer and get parts out of chests while mining hardstone in the precursor. i currently have mole 71 (definitely overkill) and great explorer 15. this is all of my spare robot parts AFTER giving ark half of mine

farming parts like this also gives a lot of powder btw! but it's very boring and VERY time consuming so i understand if it's not your thing

since you said you're close to 500 commissions, keep in mind that the nucleus warp is at 750! that is a major game changer for getting runs done. but until you get that, just remember that the nucleus is always around 500x 500y :]

[andvys]

hi babe im back after reading part 13 and i loved it! i know you said you weren't satisfied with it but for me it was perfectly calm and sweet after all that stuff that happened recently! here are some of my fav moments

Idiots. 

well said babe!! they don't deserve you

“You didn’t seem okay before you left. Did we– was it too much?” 

what the fuck do you think. ugGHHHh

“Fuck,” he mumbles, cupping the back of his neck, he looks up into the dark sky, “you fucking idiot.” 

oh! he thinks! 😭

“I’d rather deal with you than love,” you mumble bitterly as you stare at Michael Myers on the TV.

SHE'S SO ME

“You’re not Michael Myers.” 

i can imagine the fake disappointment in her voice and the confusion on eddie's face 😭😭

“See, this is why she’s my favorite.” 

YASSS I LOVE MAX SO SO MUCH 🫶🫶

He regrets what he did before, what was he thinking? 

no bc for real eddie what were you thinking?? (i definitely didn't find the last chapter and the steve eddie sandwich hot)

“You seemed to enjoy kissing him.” 

BAHAHA THE EXPOSING

You can’t even help it, you chuckle at his anger, “I fucked two guys at once, one was a guitarist and the other was a drummer, they looked so good and their di–” he cuts you off by smashing his lips against yours, kissing you possessively again. 

SHE'S SO SASSY 🫦🫦

“I’m taking Henderson to the mall, he wants to buy some last minute christmas presents,” he chuckles, “do you wanna come with us?” 

aww now im in a christmas mood! i also want to buy presents:(

She furrows her brows in confusion, “what do you– oh!” Suddenly, her eyes are wide open and she gasps, cupping her hand over her mouth, “no fucking way,” she mumbles as her facial expression twists into a mortified but amused one. 

I LOVE ROBIN THAT WAS LITERALLY MY REACTION TO THE LAST CHAPTER

“Did your boy toys get sick of you?” 

im swinging through the screen rn

“You take Eddie and fuck his friends while you’re at it too! First Steve and now Robin too?” 

damn wish i had the opportunity to have all 3 😁

“Jesus Christ, girl!” You exclaim, rolling your eyes at her as you finally turn to face her. Her cheeks are red and her eyes are wide open, “shut the hell up,” you mumble in annoyance, “anyone ever tell you that your voice is fucking annoying?” 

AAAA I LOVE READER HAHA

“I just want to be free… like you.” 

oh wait i feel bad for her kinda

She shrugs, “I’m not proud of it but yeah, I guess so.” 

yeah i guess so- GIRL 💀

"Hey," you mumble, "have you ever considered that you might not be into men?" You ask, catching her off guard.

READER IS UNHINGED 😭 i mean good for her but- "hey btw i think you're gay" THAT'S SO ICONIC 😭😭

i think this chapter was absolutely perfect 🫶🫶 also! i just saw your post about witch!reader 👀 i am intrigued... ;) and how are you today? honey anon <3

hi bby🥺 you just put a smile on my face! thank you <3 i’m so happy you liked the new chapter!!! & thank you for the feedback, reading your fave moments always makes me so happy 😭

the disappointment on her face when she said “you’re not michael myers” is so funny to imagine 😂

ALSO YES MAX>>>> she is one of my favorite characters!

“swinging through the screen”😂

omg reader could easily have all 3…..😌

reader just says whatever she wants, she has no filter, especially when it comes to people like chrissy. she really made chrissy think tho, girly spent all night thinking about readers words 😂

and yes omg! i really wanna write something with witch!reader (maybe a fic where she finds powers through her grief after “losing” Eddie…. he is obviously not actually gone)

And i’m good! i finally got starbucks today! how are you, love? 🫶🏻

[fiymywings]

sooo i pretty much only?revived this blog because i wanted to post my alma/karma and hollow tls (+ little bits amongst their guilds and other interactions)

since ymkr is now shutting down however uh. obviously that might not be feasible unless they pull a 1014 and revive with a new game (which, not off the table considering i imagine with how well ymkr did it wouldnt be poorly anticipated or anything) that means i'll be going back into hiding o7

for anyone who might want to keep up with me i have a yume account on twitter called cantoVl (L instead of I), i dont really post my ymkr riako/yume stuff there often and im sharing for hollow but totally understand if anyone else isnt (no NS yume hate here btw we respect yumes of all types)

in the mean time i am gonna be archiving what i can of hollow and alma/karma's stories !! if i do upload them to youtube, they'll be unlisted and i'll link them here respectively but i don't really wanna put em out in the open since even though the games ending there might still be some IP protection stuff and i dont wanna step on the toes of JP fans either who might see it as encrouching

for any nonfinished story tls, im not sure if i'll ever finish them since i preferred posting summaries/small translations where i was confident in than fully fleshed out tls but if i do decide to give them a try i'll post them here

for anyone wondering if i might go back to akaseka/ym100 the truth is this kinda made me a bit too salty to want to go back to akaseka and i kinda said farewell to ym100 a while ago mentally so my yumesekai path ends with ymkr o7 i do still love vashti though. weird lil fella that guy is

ANYWAY this is just to clear the air about the future of this account, it wont be closing or going priv or anything since i might come back for some other mobile game in the future so no worries about TLs disappearing unless tumblr decides to nuke me but yeahh . rip ymkr i still have no idea why youre EoS'ing when you were doing so well but i guess some stuff behind the scenes with costs/feedback were causing issues

[taintedcigs]

pretty girl [bucky barnes x reader]

summary: basically a fwb!au with a mix of college!au

words: 2.4k ish?

warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!! this is some filthy smut to start off!!!!, swearing, breeding kink-ish?, degrading kink!!!!, lots of filth!!!, use condom lads this is a fictional imagine where they can’t get pregnant or get stds!! if you are uncomfy with degrading skip this one if you would like btw!!

a/n: HELLO EVERYONE!! this is my first imagine ever and im so excited to write more! as of right now my requests are open and im going to post all my drafts!! <33 let me know your feedbacks & thoughts likes, reblogs & comments are VVV APPRECIATED!!

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You brushed your hair slowly as you took a look at yourself in the mirror, fiddling with your hair, you smiled in relief when you finally got your hair to look the way you wanted to, slowly getting up from your seat, and hanging your heavy bag on your shoulders.

Slowly exiting the dorm and then quickly making your way out into the halls of your college, walking slower now as you heavy bag was causing your pain, you were walking mindlessly as a hand on your shoulder startled you.

“Hey, pretty girl.” Bucky’s raspy morning voice echoed through your ears startling you, “Shit! you scared me..” you said slowly as you chuckled, making a small smile appear in Bucky’s lips.

“Hey, Buck” You returned smiling and blushed softly at the nickname as Bucky’s heart started beating faster, your smile making him weak in the knees, “What class do you have right now?” Bucky questioned as he kept admiring your features.

“Sociology.” You answered softly as you looked up to meet Bucky’s blue eyes, “You?” you asked, Bucky’s gaze shifted to your soft eyes, “Uh.. Sociology too, I think.” He said unsure as you chuckled softly.

“You don’t even know what class you are going to right now?” You asked softly as Bucky shrugged, “I don’t really feel like going into any classes, That’s why I’ve been meaning to find you..” Bucky said smirking, “How does the pretty girl feel about skipping classes with me?” He asked smiling.

You giggled softly at the nickname but sighed with Bucky’s question, you didn’t want to go into the boring class either, but you also didn’t want to miss anything, “Bucky don’t tempt me.. I have many stuff to catch onto with classes, I can’t skip..” you said puffing your cheeks, making Bucky smile again.

“C’mon.. I’ve got really good plans..” Bucky said nudging your shoulder softly as you giggled.

“Yeah? And what exactly do you have in mind?” you questioned softly as a smirk plastered onto Bucky’s face, “Oh amazing plans.. it includes you, me, in my dorm, on my bed, and preferably without clothes.” He said sending a smirk your way.

You chuckled softly, “That really sounds tempting...” You said huskily, as Bucky’s gaze shifted from your eyes to your lips, watching your every movement, his breath quickened as you licked your lips, your hands traveling on to the end of his shirt, slowly tugging it as you brought the boy closer to face.

Bucky’s eyes were tempted as he looked at you in awe, You slowly smirked realizing at the effect you had on him as you softly brought your lips closer to his ear, opening your mouth as your warm breath hit his skin, sending shivers down his spine.

“But... I have classes to catch up to...” You said teasingly as your lips softly brushed over his neck, pecking it quite softly to make the effect much harder, Bucky stiffened under your actions, growing weaker in his knees. “Y/N...” Bucky groaned softly.

“I have to go to class, Buck.” You said as you slowly distanced yourself from the boy and winked, leaving the boy in shock and fully wanting more.

As he came to his senses, he quickly followed after you to the class.

He took the empty seat next to you, and you slowly smirked, “Hello again, gorgeous.” you said teasingly as Bucky’s breath quickened at the nickname, he just looked at you dumbfounded and you shifted your gaze to the class.

The class went on fairly boring but for Bucky it was unbearable, you kept on teasing him through out the whole class, biting your lip seductively and inappropriately touching the boy at any given time, your hands slowly tracing his legs up and down, it felt like hell for him.

But the little game took a different turn when the Professor decided to pair up people for some assignment stuff, you were paired up with the stupid Henry boy Bucky hated while Bucky was with Sam.

He could feel his mouth dry up quickly at even the thought of you getting paired up with Henry, but watching the two of you work in pair throughout the whole class was making him absolutely red.

You caught onto Bucky’s jealousy quickly as you felt his gaze burn through your skin, eyeing you up and down and eyeing up Henry up and down with a scoff, you smirked as you realized you could have fun with this particular situation.

You slowly started fiddling with your hair, throwing your head back giggling as Henry said something, your laughter filling the room made Bucky’s jaw clench harder, his neck veins were about to pop from anger.

He felt his hands curling in fists in anger and he had to stop himself too many times, his angry gaze burned through the two of you, he was sure.

You not wanting to ruin your little game, continued to flirt with the boy, leaving an angry Bucky with nothing to do but stare.

Your hands slowly traced over Henry’s arm, as you threw your head again laughing, your hair fell behind your back, Bucky was tapping his foot into the ground angrily, but his anger spiraled as he saw the look on Henry’s face.

The boy looked too fond and flirty with you, Bucky’s hands formed into a fist again, he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself this time, he got up slowly and just then a voice interrupted him, “Very well! Class is dismissed for today, we will continue this tomorrow everyone!” Professor announced excitedly, as Bucky then turned his attention back to what mattered.

He quickly made his way over to the pair, throwing staggering looks toHenry, “What do you think you are doing?” Bucky said as he stood way too close to you, his gaze still burning through, your breath hitched at his actions, “I.. Nothing..” you stammered as Bucky chuckled bitterly.

“You’re coming with me.” He said sternly as he not too harshly pulled the girl out of the classroom, hurrying out, he stopped after a while of dragging the girl around, somewhere in the halls, but more private.

“What do you think you’re doing, doll?” Bucky asked again as he turned his attention and body to the girl, slowly backing your up through the wall, your back slowly hit the wall as you gasped, your eyes meeting up with Bucky’s now darkened blue eyes.

“What did I do?” You asked innocently as Bucky’s face inched closer to yours, he chuckled darkly, “You know exactly what you did, princess...” Bucky said lowly smirking. “But I will show you who you belong to, truly.” He said darkly as his hands slowly traced through your neck, traveling through your body slowly, his face closer than ever, with every breath hitting on your skin sent shivers down your spine.

Bucky eyed you up and down smirking once again as he smashed his lips onto yours harshly, and even though you couldn’t comprehend the situation instantly, you responded to his kiss quickly.

He quickly pulled away as you groaned, “Don’t worry doll, we are nowhere near done.” Bucky said hungrily as he dragged you to his dorm quickly.

─⊹⊱☆⊰⊹─

Bucky did not want to wait anymore second as he quickly hopped onto the bed with you, positioning himself on top of you as he almost ripped his top and yours harshly, a whimpering noise coming out of your mouth as your breasts were now exposed for Bucky’s liking.

He smirked as his eyes stared at your body with lust, “You’ve been driving me crazy all fucking day doll... and now you have to pay for it..” Bucky growled you smirked slightly, his lips harshly colliding with yours wasting no time.

You gasped at his sudden harsh movements as Bucky took the opportunity to slip his tongue right into your mouth harshly, exploring your mouth fully, earning low whimpers in return.

His hands travelled through your body tracing the exposed skin, you took this as a sign to travel your hands through the boy’s pants, rubbing painfully slow, not breaking the kiss, you earned a throaty groan from Bucky.

Bucky groaned as you rubbed harder, but slower, “Stop being a fucking tease...” Bucky growled slowly as he harshly gripped your hands, making you giggle innocently.

He quickly got up and zipped his pants slowly, freeing himself, with that he looked at you for permission, and you nodded softly, and he harshly took your skirt off, almost ripping it, earning more giggles from you.

He looked up at you once more as you nodded again, giving him a quick kiss, “I want you, Buck…” You said sultry as he almost growled, his hands slowly slid over to your panties after your permission, slowly rubbing through the thin material, this caused your smiles to falter and turn into slow moans as Bucky smirked.

Bucky’s movements quickened, as your whimpers got sloppier, “Bucky..” you softly whimpered as Bucky continued, “What is it, princess?” He asked.

You could barely speak, “Please..” you said slowly as Bucky chuckled, “Please what doll, use your fucking words.” He said harshly now as you could barely stand the teasing.

“Please.. please just fuck me..” you said softly as Bucky smirked, now entering one of his fingers deep inside your, earning shakier moans from the girl.

“Mmm.. does my little cock slut want me to fill up this tight cunt?” He asked purring, his hand rubbing slower against your clit, and you let out another whimper.

You could barely hold it in now “Yes… please Bucky… I want your cock!” you said louder this time as Bucky smirked once again, “As you wish...” He said.

Bucky slowly removed his fingers as you groaned and he threw your panties aside, and quickly took off his boxer, freeing his erected cock, as it plopped onto his stomach, he groaned softly.

Your hands went for his cock, but Bucky stopped your quickly, “I don’t have time for your teasing.” He said almost growling as he positioned himself at your entrance.

Bucky slowly grabbed onto your hips, then plunged his cock into your cunt, gasping in delight as he did so, and earning throaty groans from you underneath him, he took his time as he slowly pushed deeper inside of you, moans filling the room as he did so.

“Fuck.. such a tight fucking cunt, doll…” He murmured, “You feel so good inside of me..” You said between your whimpers as Bucky’s lips quirked up into a smirk as you could feel him fill your cunt, making you whimper even louder.

Bucky’s was already getting the tingling feeling as if he was about to ejaculate, but he didn’t want to just yet.. so he slowed down a little bit, plunging his cock in and out of your cunt slowly, driving you crazy.

Your moans became sloppier and quicker just as he did so, you could barely speak, “Bucky.. I’m going to- I’m gonna cum..” You said whimpering as he slowly shook his head “Not yet doll, I’m not done with you..” He said slowly and could barely get the words out in between his own whimpers, continuing his painfully slow pace.

Your hands were gripped onto his back, nails were lightly digged as low whimpers and moans were still coming out of your plump lips, Bucky’s slow movements driving your crazy.

“Bucky… please faster… please let me cum..” You pleaded and begged and Bucky’s smirk didn’t falter now as he realized the affect he had on you.

"I shouldn't let a slut like you come so easily..." He hissed under his breath as you cried out,

"P...please Bucky..." you felt yourself tighten around him with your begging, making him let out a guttural moan.

"Flirting with that Henry boy in front of me… on purpose… I shouldn’t let you cum.." He growled as his blue eyes bored into yours, they were filled with jealousy.

“Please.. Buck… please…” You begged more as he plunged his cock into your cunt harder and deeper earning a throaty moan from you, he gasped again in delight, his movement and pace were becoming quicker now as your moans were also driving him crazy.

"Bucky... fuck..." You cried out as you could feel him fill you up. He thrusted into you harshly as your whines grew louder, you could feel a tight knot in your stomach, signaling your orgasm getting closer, your eyes shut closed.

“Who do you belong to, doll?” Bucky asked smirking as whimpers left your lips again, “Y.. you..” you said stammering.

“Who the fuck do you belong to, dollface?” Bucky asked once again as he harshly grabbed onto your, getting a new angle as you could feel him fill up entirely.

“You.. you, Bucky!” You moaned out, your mind began to get fuzzy as the ever so familiar tingling in your stomach appeared, knowing you were close.

“Buck.. please let me cum..” you barely let out the words between your whimpers as Bucky’s eyes filled with lust. “Cum for me baby..” Bucky let out between his moans as waves of pleasure rippled into him now, signaling he was also close to his orgasm.

You cried out softly still whimpering as you finally came, this sending more waves of pleasure through Bucky’s cock, making his mind fuzzier than it is.

Then finally, Bucky cried out as he came deep inside your cunt, his cock contracting as he finally ejaculated, filling you with his warm cum, still holding onto your hips, his breathing was slowing down as he was finally coming down from his highs slowly.

Bucky was trying to catch his breath as he slowly removed himself from you, plopping into the bed blissfully.

Silence filled the room as the pair were breathing deeply, but you broke the silence as you finally regained you breath.

“That was amazing..” You let out softly as you chuckled, resting your head against his chest tiredly, as Bucky was still trying to even out his breaths, he nodded quickly, a smirk still on his lips.

“It really was, pretty girl.” He said as he smiled, kissing your hair softly, you murmured into his chest, feeling pretty tired out.

“Get some rest darlin’” He said gently as you nodded slowly, slowly closing your eyes as Bucky played with your hair softly.

[idy-ll-ique]

Paparazzi.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: TOO META, m*sturbation, mentions of s*x

Requested: nope

Summary: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me... Y/N Y/L/N writes Marvel fanfictions. One day, Sebastian stumbles upon her account and, unable to help himself, reads all the stuff she has written about him. He didn't mean to fall so hard for her but he does. How can he not? She has shown him parts of himself that he never even knew existed.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! Okay so a few weeks ago I read a similar (but dark) fanfic and I really wanted to write a softer version of it... Enjoy!

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Same old, boring routine.

Y/N hit post and slumped against the headrest of her bed, sighing. She waited; a minute, then two passed and she noticed that someone had liked her post. She smiled to herself as she kept her phone away. Though boring, she wouldn't trade her life for the world. Y/N… well, she was a university student first and foremost but she was also a writer.

Being a big fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she had started writing fanfictions a few years ago. She posted them on Tumblr, where her blog, though not very well-known, stood out enough for her posts to get around 800-1000 likes per post. She loved it; she loved writing, she loved posting her stories and especially, she loved the feedback.

Sometimes people were rude, but most times, the reviews she got were fantastic. She read each and every one of them, smiling goofily as people freaked out over her fanfictions. It warmed her heart. A smile automatically blooming on her face, Y/N lay down on the bed and decided to go to sleep, it being almost 3 am.

Unbeknownst to her, someone else was up at the same time, tossing and turning in his bed, restless.

Sebastian sighed as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. He drank some water and lay down again, closing his eyes but it was like sleep was mad at him. Refused to be anywhere near him. He groaned to himself and picked up his phone from the nightstand, deciding to go through Instagram, hoping he'd finally fall asleep to the glare of the screen.

As he logged into his account, he skipped the activity page and went straight to the explore page. Bored, he continued scrolling until his eyes landed on a specific photo. And the breath escaped his lungs when he clicked on it; the woman in the picture was absolutely gorgeous. He just couldn't resist going to her page, smiling widely when he read her bio.

It gave him her basic information; her name, her age, the university she attended. But what caught his eye was the link below the bio. My Marvel Fanfictions Master List. Marvel fanfictions? She was a writer? Smirking, he clicked on the link and it took him to Tumblr. Of course, he'd heard of the site, but didn't have an account on there. At 3 am, his mind sure wasn't working right.

A post popped up on the screen, the same master list she had mentioned earlier. And his eyes bulged out of their sockets; damn, those are a lot of fanfictions. He went through the whole thing, smirking again when he noticed that she had written the most fanfictions about him. Not Bucky Barnes, no, Sebastian Stan.

He clicked on the first one. The date of posting was way back, in 2019. He started reading; nothing about it felt weird to him; he was intrigued, if anything. And as he continued reading, he couldn't help but imagine her being in the stead of the female protagonist. Her, the writer. The woman whose picture had made him end up reading in the first place.

When he finished the story, his heart thudded wildly in his chest. Wow, she really has a way with words. And he had also noticed how in the author's note, she used a lot of slang but reading the story had made him realize that she had an amazing, extensive vocabulary. He went back to the master list and clicked on the latest post under his name.

Posted: 15 minutes ago.

His breath hitched in his throat when he read the warnings: there was going to be sexual intercourse in this one. For one moment, he hesitated; did he really want to read this? "Oh fuck it," he huffed and scrolled, starting to read. The more he read, the more his shaft twitched in his pants. He wasn't really like that during… but oh damn, he wasn't complaining.

"Oh, Seb…"

His hand slid down and he rubbed himself through his boxers, unable to take his eyes off the text in front of him. His strokes got harder and faster as the sex got steamier. "Ungh, I'm gonna cum—" And he suddenly came in his boxers, groaning. Slumping down on the bed, he quickly finished reading the rest of it, going back to the master list.

He took a screenshot with the account's name in it and then went back to her Instagram account to take another screenshot. Keeping his phone away, he slipped out of his boxers, cleaned himself and pulled the covers on top of him, finally feeling tired enough to fall asleep.

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Y/N was walking across the campus of her university, going to the cafeteria when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Taking it out, she opened Tumblr to read the message someone had sent her just then.

his-username: Hi there! I was binging your account last night, you write really well

your-username: Omg thank you!!!! I really appreciate it, I love getting feedback! 🥺❤

his-username: You're welcome! Especially your latest post, that was really good ;)

your-username: hehe 😈 glad you liked it!

Smiling widely, she kept her phone away and continued walking, not knowing that the person who had texted her was the same man she had written about. Sebastian smiled to himself when he read her text. After getting up in the morning, the first thing he had done was install Tumblr on his phone. Then he made an account for himself.

Figuring out the app was easy; he found out that there was an option to keep your liked posts and the accounts you followed hidden, and selected it immediately. No one needed to know what he did on the app. Then he went back to her account, pressed the follow button and started binge-reading her fanfictions again. Last night had he read only two, and that had left him wanting more.

Funny how much things can change in a night. He liked and reblogged all her posts without a second thought; he even read all her Bucky Barnes posts. She understood his character so well, put him on what he thought was an undeserved pedestal while writing about him. Some of the stories were AUs, which he found out stood for Alternate Universes. Mostly mobster or mafia stuff.

He had the day off, and he spent the entire time cooped up in his apartment, on his bed, reading. The more he read, the more he started fawning over her, over the version of him that she put out to the world. Dominating, suave and just perfect. He loved it. At the end of the day, he decided to text her again, hoping she wouldn't think he was weird or find out the truth.

his-username: do you wanna be friends, maybe? I'm new to the app, don't really have any friends here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

That was a lie, he knew Mark Ruffalo had an active Tumblr account. But it's not like he could tell him.

your-username: Yes sure!!!! I was also thinking of making some friends on this app lol

his-username: You don't have any on here? But you've been here for years, haven't you?

your-username: haha yeah, but I don't really reach out to people much. Sometimes people leave their feedbacks on my posts, text me but that's that

his-username: Ohhh

his-username: well, let's start with names. Mine's Sebastian

your-username: Really?????? omg that's so cool lmaooooooo (didn't think you were a boy but 😳👀)

his-username: Not a boy, I'm a man 😤😂

your-username: 🤣 im y/n, btw

his-username: Y/N, that's a nice name

your-username: thank you!!!! So, what do you do?

his-username: nothing really that interesting, I'm in theatre

your-username: theatre is nice! I'm studying at [university] in New York lmao

his-username: Wait you're in New York? So am I!

your-username: ASDFHKSHKGF that's awesome!!! also I noticed that you've been going through my account the whole day 😏 notifications upon notifications keeping my phone busy

his-username: Oopsie?

your-username: 😂😂 I really don't mind, it was great! Despite the amount of likes on my posts, I only have a few loyal followers lmao gaining one more felt nice

your-username: You a big fan of Sebastian Stan? Cuz I noticed that you were only reading his and Bucky's fics 👀

Sebastian's face heated up.

his-username: kinda yeah 🤷🏻‍♂️😁

your-username: Cool cool cool, I'm a big fan of his too!!!! also got a crush on him but whatever 😳

Sebastian smirked at his phone. A crush on him, huh? That… was acceptable. He suddenly felt his cocky side coming out; the one she described in nearly all her fanfictions.

his-username: wouldn't blame ya, I mean, look at him. You have also written the most fics about him and Bucky

your-username: right????? damn that man has raised my standards. Anyway, I gtg now, I have to finish a paper before midnight. ttyl!

his-username: Bye! 👋🏻

He kept his phone away and took in a deep breath. This was the most fun he had had in years, and he was not letting her go so easy. He realized he was quickly falling for her; rather unhealthy, but he couldn't help it. Look at her. She looks like a goddamn angel, writes like one, makes him feel like one, do you really expect him not to fall for her? That's insane.

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Months passed by like a breeze. Y/N and Sebastian had become very good friends, and he knew his way around words just enough to keep her from finding out his identity while not lying to her. Y/N also appreciated his friendship, because he was the one to whom she could rant about her most favorite man in the world— Sebastian Stan.

Sometimes, she thought about how weird of a coincidence it was that her new friend and the actor shared the same names, but then she used to brush it off; that was a common name, right? They talked for hours on end; Sebastian (her friend, not the actor) was extremely witty, smart and fun to talk to, she had to admit. Sebastian felt the same way.

His feelings had worsened. Y/N entirely owned his heart now. Somedays, he'd just go on Instagram, go to her account— her username memorized by him— and stare at her photos until he grew tired; he'd never get tired of looking at her beautiful face but his stiff body afterwards begged to differ. She was just so Elysian. He longed for the moment when he could meet her in real life.

His personality had also changed majorly, and people had caught on. Especially his Marvel co-stars, who knew him to be introverted, shy and, in Anthony Mackie's words, "boring". They were surprised at his sudden change in attitude; he knew his worth and Y/N had helped tremendously in finding it. Now, all those adjectives that she used in her fanfictions fit him perfectly.

Sebastian was never tempted to read fanfictions about himself from authors other than Y/N. No, he only loved her work. He was sure no one else could write as beautifully as she did, he was her #1 fan. Y/N even sent him funny Marvel memes she found on the app and he used to enjoy them heartily; God, the others have no idea what they're missing out on. Our fans are awesome.

Everything was going well.

Until one day.

Sebastian was getting bored at home, so he decided to go to the nearby library to clear his mind. He had read not one book in the past few months, hung up on Y/N's fanfictions. At this point, he was obsessed with her and he knew it. It was nothing dark, per se, it was— it was similar to how Y/N was attracted to Sebastian. How she was a fan of his work.

Just the same. He was a fan of her work in the same way. Just how she was attracted to him, he was attracted to her. Walking into the library that he visited often, he gave the librarian a smile and ventured further into the dark place. He checked his watch; the library closed at 12 am, it was currently 9:30 pm.

Not many people were around, heck, nobody was around. He thought himself to be all alone until he heard it. A sigh, coming from a few aisles away. He walked in that direction and peeked around the corner, freezing when he saw the other person. Y/N? Her books were strewn all across the table as she sat alone at the booth, rubbing her temples.

"You okay?"

She looked up and her breath caught in her throat. I'm dreaming. This is not real. Now I know for a fact that Sebastian Stan is not standing in front of me, asking me if I'm— "Hello?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, pulling her out of her thoughts. "I, uh— I'm— h-hi," she stammered and he almost chuckled. "Hi." She gulped visibly and blinked at the table, not meeting his eyes.

"Can I have a seat?" He wants to sit with me?! "Y-Yes, sure, sir," she blurted out and he easily slid into the booth next to her. "Hey, please, call me Sebastian. What's your name?" He gave her a friendly smile, even though all he wanted to do was push her back into the booth and kiss her wildly. His shaft twitched just by thinking about it; Y/N was a thousand times more beautiful in person.

"I'm Y/N, it's very nice to meet you, I'm… I'm a fan," she admitted, playing with the ring she wore on her left thumb. I'm your fan too, sweetheart, the biggest one. "Y/N, nice name. You come here often? I haven't really seen you around." She shook her head. "Oh no no, I moved to this part of the city just a week ago, this is my first time here. The library is cozy," she shrugged, easing out of her tense position.

Sebastian nodded. "Yes, I know, this place is awesome. Got all my favorite books here," he chuckled and she smiled at him. "What's all this?" A groan left her lips. "Ugh, stupid university work. I have to write a book report but I don't even know what to write about." He smiled gently. "Well, I have a few favorite books, would you like some suggestions?"

"Oh, please! Tell me!"

He started listing some of his favorite works and Y/N noted the names down until he said the last name. At that, she froze. That's the name of my latest— She looked up but he had a smile on his face. "Oh, and the last one is by my favorite author." He took a pause. "Y/N Y/L/N." She froze completely, staring at the man with her jaw dropped.

Sebastian grinned. "We finally meet, Y/N, I've been waiting for months." Her mouth opened and closed several times as she recalled every interaction she had had with her online best friend— scratch that— her celebrity crush. All the times she had confessed her love for Sebastian Stan, all the dirty and inappropriate memes that she'd sent him…

Embarrassment flooded her entire body as she exhaled shakily. "It was you," she croaked out, "On Tumblr, the account— I'm so sorry—" Sebastian frowned in confusion when she blinked back sudden tears, a few still rolling down her cheeks as shame replaced embarrassment. "Y/N, please don't cry…" She looked up at him, his figure blurry due to her tears.

"You've read everything, haven't you? I just— I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable—" He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. Y/N couldn't hug back, though she appreciated the hug especially since it came from him. "You don't know how much you mean to me, doll," he mumbled into her shoulder, using the nickname she often used in the stories she wrote about him. He grew accustomed to it easily.

"Huh?"

He pulled away to wipe her tears. "It was an accident," he admitted, "But I stumbled onto your Instagram account from my explore page. Then I clicked on your account, saw that you wrote Marvel fanfictions and I just couldn't resist the urge to read what you had written. Blame it on 3 am me, to be honest. You're a great writer, and I was immediately drawn to your works. They're awesome.

"They've helped me so much in the past few months. You see this changed attitude that everyone's been talking about lately? All because of you, sweetheart. I'm sorry for keeping my identity secret, but after reading your works, I knew I had to get closer to you. I made the Tumblr account just for you, just so I could talk to you. I'm sorry for lying, but thank you."

Y/N dumbfoundedly stared at him for a few moments, her heart beat getting steady with each thump. Here was a man she admired, loved more than anyone else in the world, telling her that he harbored the same feelings for her. How crazy was that?! Not trusting her words, she simply pulled him into another hug. Sebastian wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her flush against him.

"Can I kiss you, doll?"

She slowly pulled away from him and nodded, shyly biting her lip. Grinning at the endearing gesture, Sebastian cupped her face and leaned in, gently pressing his lips to hers. The kiss grew hungry in a matter of seconds, and Y/N responded just as eagerly. His hands slid down to her waist and tugged on it, pulling her on his lap. She straddled his thighs as they continued kissing.

"Fuck," he groaned when they finally pulled away from each other, out of breath and panting. "You see what you do to me, doll?" Sebastian spoke huskily as he took her hand, placing it right on top of the tent that was forming in his pants. "Oh," Y/N whimpered when she felt him, the sound going straight to his shaft. "How about I take you home and we recreate some of the scenes from your stories, hm?"

"O-Okay."

"Good girl."

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A/N: What a meta experience 🤡 Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!

[thinkin-abt-ninjago]

i finished the rest of the costume stuff for the garmadon cosplay yaayyaayy

im not sure if I like the crown instead if the helmet but idk how to make a helmet

if I end up hating it then i will make a helmet anyways

(this isnt the complete cosplay btw theres also makeup and some accessories that i didnt feel like putting on)

also i might put on a long sleeved black shirt instead because i am ✨insecure✨

probably recording some tiktok stuff tomorrow!!

also feedback is greatly appreciated please tell me if you have anything you think i should add i am very open to ideas to improve this