#but u thought WRON

[puretopia]

Brought along all her old furniture so nothing too exciting!

[itsnotmika]

brandon sanderson had me crying sobbing screaming for an entire year over the ending of cytonic just to bring m-bot back in chapter 2. that man is evil!

[swoo0zy]

wander is DEF fucked emotionally i jyst didnt feel like fitting 2 paragraphs into 1 image also. comeduc effect ig BUT YEAH I SIGN UNDER EVERY WORD

this is starryeyed to me

[dollywoo]

woosan! — no one’s gonna hurt you, darling. not while im around.

a small woosan hurt/comfort oneshot! sorry for the messy writing, its been awhile lol and im sleepy! i hope u guys like it ! <3

tw: violence, injury, blood, weapons, mentions of assault, symptoms of trauma !!

pairings: fighter!san x nurse!wooyoung

san found himself lost in a daze, his almond orbs admiring the view that laid before him — how the sunlight laid perfectly on the tanned skin of his beloved lover. his gaze wandered along the other’s physique, how the slight breeze caused the younger’s baggy sweater to flow ever so slightly whilst his arm extended towards something. the raven haired male refused to look away from the true masterpiece before him, that was until his favorite tune crashed into his ears.

“sannie! are you even listening? hello?” wooyoung whined out, a slight pout laid on his plush lips, san wanted nothing more than to kiss that pout away.

“huh? what? yeah of course” the older lied, his gaze tearing away to land on what his boyfriend was pointing at.

this caused the younger to roll his eyes, tucking strands of blonde behind his ears adorned with dazzling earrings, one ear was decorated beautifully with a star shaped stud, the other was the matching set — a chain hanging down from his pierced helix to attach to the moon stud that sat at the lobe of his ear, another star dangling to his jawline. “you’re an awful liar, san” wooyoung scoffed, playfully slapping the broad shoulder of the older.

orbs filled with constellations moved from the taller back to the sight that wooyoung was fixated on — a cute bakery with pastries of every color fixated in the window. he wanted to try every single one!

“lets go there? sannie? pleasseeee” the younger knew damn good and well that san could never really resist his pleading, especially when he incorporated his classic pout and puppy dog eyes.

san let out a soft giggle, rolling his eyes. before he could even speak the blonde knew he had him, he was the fighter’s only weakness. ever since the two moved to america, the taller had been booking more fights and winning each one — all with his most prized possession by his side — jung wooyoung.

“of course, pup.” san cooed lovingly, he knew that he could never say no to that face, even after 5 years of dating, he could never say no to him. if wooyoung asked for him to stop a train with his bare hands he damn sure would try. anything for him. anything.

after all, the couple did deserve a nice treat before san’s next appearance in the ring in a few hours, right?

letting out a high pitched giggle of joy, the smaller grabbed his lover’s hand and dragged him in the direction of the baked goods. even though san was much stronger, he allowed for his boy to drag him anywhere.

before they both knew it, they had arrived at the counter, ran by a young man that definitely didnt care much for the job — annoyance evident as the giggling blonde ran inside, his raven haired boyfriend following closely behind. wooyoung didnt mind it much, he never really did.

san on the other hand was eyeing him down, almost daring him to say anything that would upset his precious boy. this caused for his bruised hands to squeeze the smaller’s, pulling him closer.

the atmosphere was different — threatening even, this caused for the fighter’s catlike gaze to scan the area, landing on three men in suits laughing and eyeing what was his. their sickening gaze running up and down wooyoung’s physique, landing on the back of his tight jeans. all the while, wooyoung was ordering some treats for the couple, as san watched the men like a guard dog. his grip became tighter on the blonde, he was sure to bruise the next day.

~~~

the entire time as they sat in the bakery, the couple talked for what seemed like hours, however san’s guard was never down, clenching his fists underneath the table until the three men left. after this, he was finally able to relax — atleast thats what he thought.

“whats wrong, honey?” a concerned tone came from the younger, tilting his head as he analyzed san’s beautiful features, frowning at the scars he had acquired from his fights over the years. wooyoung was a pacifist, if you could believe it, however the two had to make ends meet and due to san’s extensive training, fighting was his best shot. the blonde was always eager to stitch his wounds, learning almost everything he could about medical care just to take care of his san.

san was taken aback, not realizing his jaw had been clenched this whole time, he couldve swore he was hiding his possessiveness, but wooyoung could read him like a book. despite this, the toned male refused to worry his boyfriend, assuming the danger had passed anyway. “just worried about my fight tonight, that dude’s huge!” he lied, hoping that his boyfriend would believe him.

raising his brow, a small giggle left wooyoung’s lips, “c’mon, sannie…ive seen you knockout dudes 3 times your size!!” he refuted, rolling his eyes. san was relieved that he had believed him.

“babe! hes like seven foot, 300 pounds! i heard he has a mean right hook…” san laughed, a pout settling on his own plush lips.

“you got this you big baby!” the blonde teased, rolling his eyes, “c’mon, lets get back to the hotel so you can rest before you fight goliath!”

at this, san rolled his eyes, standing from his seat and grabbing his boyfriend’s hand, leading the younger out of the bakery. the sun had set, the sky adorned with gorgeous constellations. had the sun really set that quickly?

“maybe you’re ri—“

wait. why was his hand empty?

“woo?” san questioned, whipping his head towards where his boyfriend SHOULD be. only to be met by the closed sign being flipped on the bakery door.

then, something that shone brightly laid on the pavement, no…no it cant be.

his bruised hands reached for the item, dropping to his knees. he prayed before opening his hand, though he knew exactly what it was.

wooyoung’s star earring.

then, a whimper.

his wooyoung’s whimper.

“WOO?!” san’s voice boomed into the dark, bouncing off the walls of the alley to the right of the bakery entrance. without a second thought, san ran full speed into the darkness, he cursed himself the entire way, vowing to make sure whoever touched his beautiful sunshine would never see the light of day again. this was a promise to not only himself, but to wooyoung.

he nearly fell flat on his face when he stopped in his tracks, the sight before him caused his vision to darken and his heart to drop.

the three men from before, one had the blonde pinned to the brick wall littered with graffiti, while the other had a hold of wooyoung’s bag, emptying out to locate any valuables. while the third —

the feeling of cold steel pressing to the back of his slicked back locks of obsidian stopped his thought process. there he was, the third.

tears filled the younger’s brunette orbs once he locked eyes with his boyfriend, crying out, “no please! just take all of my shit, please! dont hurt him, please..” his voice sounded so defeated at the end, cutting off as his own heart sank.

without his sannie, he was nothing.

“oh look, the pretty bitch is crying” the one that held the smaller against the wall taunted before using his free hand to land a harsh slap across his cheek, right on his mole, the mole that he loved to call his dot. this enraged san, jaw clenched.

“the only bitch here is you, broke enough you have to steal from us, huh? then fuck with someone way smaller than you?” san spat, glare locked directly onto the male. “you are pathetic.”

san didnt give a fuck about the barrel pressed to the back of his skull, all he cared about in this moment was wooyoung. his wooyoungie. angered eyes panned back to his boyfriend.

is…

is that blood?

all feeling was lost as crimson began to pour from wooyoung’s flawless skin, from the cheek that was struck a mere second before. all of a sudden, all san could see was red.

catching the man behind him offguard, the fighter grabbed the barrel of the gun, snatching it from him and sharply smashing it against his head. the culprit fell to the ground, blood pooling underneath as san faced his attention to the one that had a hold on his wooyoung, charging him and tackling him to the ground. the gun was tossed towards wooyoung, who slid down the wall, knees against his chest as he watched this scene unfold. his hand reached for the pistol, just in case.

san was rabid, uncontrollable — the sickening thuds of his fists connecting with the man’s face were unforgettable and nonstop. the taller hit him over, and over, and over.

all san could hear was the ringing in his ears, all he could see was blood.

“NO! —“ pop

what was that?

pop pop pop

wooyoung.

shaky hands held onto the smoking pistol as a terrified wooyoung stared lifelessly at the man next to san, who had forgotten about the third male. the man had tried to attack him as the fighter was too focused on beating the one who had touched his wooyoung to a bloodied pulp.

san’s eyes went from the still body to his side, then to the look on wooyoung’s face.

he looked numb.

wooyoung felt as if the life had been sucked out of him, the stinging of his cheek no longer was felt, he felt nothing. his mind was blank, all he could hear was the sound of gunshots — the ones he had fired.

then, his eyes met san’s, he felt warm again. his gaze drifted down to his beloved’s bloodied and cut knuckles, instantly dropping the gun and crawling towards him.

“sannie…” his gentle hands caressed the fighter’s, examining the damage and immediately running to his bag to grab his supplies, thankful that they were still intact.

“woo, honey…”

the blonde returned, beginning to clean his boyfriend’s wounds with alcohol, ringing in his ears filled his mind as he continued his work, his heart felt so heavy. he tried to keep his mind off of what happened, the hands all over him…the cold steel in his hands…the gunshots…

“wooyoung.” san’s voice finally broke through the impenetrable thoughts that plagued the blonde’s mind, “honey, you’re crying.”

sure enough, tear drops had been falling onto the bandaged knuckles that belonged to san, causing wooyoung to quickly reach up to wipe his own tears. his hands were covered in both his and san’s blood. “imsorry” he whispered in a small, hushed voice, his body trembling as he felt his boyfriend begin to bandage his cheek.

the alcohol burned, bringing feeling back to his numbed brain. “no apologies.” san whispered lovingly, orbs filled with admiration traced the outlines of wooyoung’s face as he patched him up.

woo only watched, his teary eyes admiring the duality of his lover, feeling himself chew on his bottom lip as he admired how the moonlight danced on san’s honeykissed skin. all of the negative thoughts left, in that moment it was just him and san.

before he knew it, the blonde was being scooped up into the taller male’s toned arms, bag being placed in his lap as san cooed softly. “so proud of you, baby. its okay…everything’s okay..”

san’s words were warmer than sunlight on a summers day, wrapping around wooyoung in a protective blanket that caused the younger to smile. though he never thought he would again.

“let’s go home, youngie. im skipping the fight.” san spoke softly, exiting the alleyway as wooyoung found purchase in the crook of his protector’s neck, leaving small kisses on his glistening skin.

his raven haired savior carried his prince the entire way home, vowing to never let his boyfriend out of his sight ever again.

this was a promise he would keep, even after death.

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[nightghoul381]

|ω･)ﾉ👉👈 could i get some fluffy comfort pwetty pweaseeee(´,,•ω•,,)♡ mm, mc/emma is just… having a bad few weeks and it all piled on top of her and beat her down a lil, she's lost all confidence in herself, in her ability, and her looks ._. she lost her sparkle and her bounce so… silvio being silvio and trying to give her her sparkle baaack ;u; either pov is good!! ;uuuu;

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Silvio Ricci x Reader Hurt/Comfort + Fluff WC: 1.1k

It seemed that everything you’d been doing recently was destined to be a disappointment. The paperwork you’d done: riddled with mistakes. The event that you were planning: A complete mess after three different vendors cancelled. Even your cooking seemed to be nothing more than a Clavis-esque conglomeration of ingredients.

After so many repeated failures, you could feel your confidence slipping. It had been hard coming to Benitoite; the culture was so drastically different from Rhodolite, and to say you had been feeling out of place would be an understatement. You’d managed to get through the first couple of months easily enough since Rio and Silvio had rarely left your side, but life goes on and responsibilities piled onto both of them relentlessly, leaving little room to cater to you any longer.

You’d hardly seen either of them this past week: Silvio out on a voyage and Rio up to his ears in fixing a collection of trade agreements. You know it doesn’t help to feel sorry for yourself, but you couldn’t seem to stem the rushing tide of negative, self-deprecating thoughts that flooded your brain.

Even now, as you sit staring out over the sea from the balcony you couldn’t seem to shake the dark cloud hanging over you to truly enjoy the beautiful colors of the sunset. You let your head drop into your hands, heaving a heavy sigh.

You hear the sound of the door bursting open, followed by the obvious jangling of your fiancé as he strides into the room. At first you feel a brief rush of excitement that is devoured by the shame you’d been burying yourself with all day.

“Okay, what the hell happened?” Silvio barks, flopping onto the sofa beside you.

You curl in further to yourself, trying to become smaller, but of course Silvio isn’t going to accept that. He pulls you into his lap, turning you to face him.

“Ya gonna tell me why you didn’t run up to greet me like an excited puppy? Something obviously musta happened or you’d be bouncing all over the place and yappin’ my ear off.” He grumbles, pulling your hands away from your face.

When he sees your forlorn, defeated expression, his gaze softens.

“That’s the last time I leave you under the watch of that damned dog.” The statement is meant to be inaudible, but he can’t hide the growl in his throat.

“Come on, tell me what’s goin’ on,” he whispers, tilting your chin to force you to look at him. Staring into his sea-blue irises sends warmth through your body, but you still feel like opening your mouth would only make him more upset.

“…it’s nothing.” You whisper, leaning into his shoulder and taking in his familiar spicy scent.

“Bullshit.”

He shuffles around, pushing you back so that you can’t hide from his piercing gaze.

“Talk to me.” The deep frown on his face pulls at your heart and you finally let out a sigh.

“It’s just been a rough week, is all,” you admit, forcing an unconvincing smile. You lean in to give him a kiss and he puts a hand on your forehead, pushing you back again.

“That ain’t gonna cut it, you’ve had rough weeks before and they don’t have ya lookin’ like that,” he scoffed. His eyebrows quirk up in question and you feel your heart sink.

You swallow, feeling the emotions you’d been bottling up for the past few weeks bubbling to the surface. The gentle kiss to your forehead causes the dam to burst.

“I… I can’t seem to do anything right…” You feel your voice catch, “Everything I’ve done for so long just falls apart and I can’t help but wonder what’s wrong with me? Why can’t do anything myself without completely messing it up.” You feel your eyes stinging with tears at the admission. A shaky breath escapes your lips and suddenly you’re falling backward.

As your back hits the couch, you see Silvio leaning over you. He threads his fingers through yours and squeezes tightly.

“You ain’t supposed to be thinkin’ like that dammit. How do you not see how amazing you are?” He says, voice softer than you’d ever heard it. He leans in and presses a kiss to your lips, so gentle and full of love, your chest aches.

“One of the things I love most about you is how you try so fuckin’ hard all the time and put your all into everything you do. I get that since stuff’s been fallin’ apart, it probably does hurt more for you. You take everything so seriously. But you don’t need to blame yourself. You came into royalty outta nowhere. No ordinary woman would be able to handle the ridiculous work load without cracking. No other person I can think of would be able to do what you’ve done.”

Letting out a long sigh, Silvio reaches up and strokes your cheek with his thumb, staring deeply into your eyes.

“What I’m tryin’ to say is… if you’re feeling like nothing’s going right…remember that you’re my favorite person in the whole world and I can’t have you thinking bad stuff about her, okay?”

The earnest passion in his voice twists your heart and you’re unable to hold back the tears.

“Aahhh shit! That wasn’t supposed to make you cry!” He mutters, sitting back on his knees, running his hand through his hair. He hops up, beginning to pace anxiously.

It takes you a moment to regain your composure, but soon you’re standing and just as he turns back to face you, you throw yourself into Silvio’s arms.

“What the—”

You cut his response off with an aggressive kiss. When you finally release his lips, you hold Silvio’s face in your hands and looking him directly in the eye.

“Thank you, Silvio,” you whisper.

“You’re so damn confusing.” He murmurs, a smirk lifting the corners of his mouth before he leans down and captures your mouth in another kiss.

You’re not really sure how, but his less than eloquent reassurances are able to soothe your worried mind more than anything else ever could.

The rest of the evening passes with the warmest of snuggles and the sweetest of words shared just between the two of you.

The next morning you wake in his arms, his vibrant gaze rested on your face. The tender love you can see in those deep oceanic pools brings another wave of affection rushing through you and you pull him into a brief kiss.

“You back to being you?” He asks with a chuckle as you part.

You nod, smiling happily at him.

“Good.”

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[applebyraven]

i'm rambling to myself about dead poets society like i'm literally talking to myself and making points but maybe i'll just make a post so i don't sound too crazy. so... anderperry and chameron and how they have parallels, according to me.

disclaimer: this is just my opinion, just my perception. if you think otherwise you're wrong, just know that it's my point of view.

i Hate it when they write richard cameron as nothing but the uptight character of the group when he's pretty much not that. i mean, cameron was literally the Second person to join the dead poets society. right after charlie.

and of course, he was always reminding the poets about the rules and what could go wrong (which charlie clearly hates), but despite that and even though he could perfectly well have stayed in his room and not risked anything, he was the SECOND to join and attended the DPS meetings.

and it's important to emphasize that he did it right after charlie did it. i think a part of cameron always wanted charlie to accept him (as a friend. or more. i fervently believe that cameron comes from a very traditional family and is repressed. and liked -or even loved- charlie).

my point is that cameron was willing to "bend" his righteousness, step out of his comfort zone and take a risk. things went to shit when they went to shit, but the intention to actually carpe diem life was there when it wasn't even necessary for cameron to do so. he just wanted to.

i even believe the reason why he was always reminding them the things that could go wrong weren't even to protect himself because, again, if he wanted to protect himself, he simply would've stayed in his room and call it a day, but he didn't. i think he just truly cared about the poets' safety and well-being. even when he "betrayed" the poets, i feel he knew it was already a lost cause and everyone would lose (continue to lose, that is) if they kept going against the grain. but that's another issue.

that brings me to one of the reasons why i love chameron. besides the scene of charlie wearing cameron's shirt and the face cameron makes when charlie brings the two girls to the cave, i 100% believe they could be good for each other. which is crazy taking into account what happens in canon.

but charlie is like so fearless and kind of rebellious, that i really think that pushes cameron to get out of his comfort zone and try new things. like anderperry, but in a different way...

both neil and charlie are like two faces of the same coin in that sense of fearlessness and kind-of-rebelliousness. and they encourage todd and cameron, who usually prefer the comfort of the status quo and don't tend to try new things. one pair more directly than the other, but that dynamic is somewhat similar. and at the same time, that same fearlessness tends to get neil and charlie into trouble, which is why they also need someone to remind them of the possible consequences. and that's when todd and cameron step in.

we already know that cameron usually does it and charlie hates it and i don't think i should specify when cameron does it, because it's a frequent occurrence. and with todd, when he tells neil that keeping the lie from his dad about the play is impossible and when neil was writing the letter pretending to be his dad and he told him he was crazy for doing such a thing.

i don't know if it would be correct to say that they're their voice of reason, but at least they're the voice that tells them, hey, before you proceed, this could go wrong... and they don't do it with the intention of preventing neil and charlie from doing it, they do it simply because they care.

but then we know what happens and how it all goes to shit for both anderperry and chameron... i guess that's just another parallel: how it ends so tragically for both pairs. so, anyways, i just wanted to ramble about this random thing i thought about and that's it.

if you read this, thanks? and if u have thoughts, share them (only if you agree. i don't want to read wrong opinions /j).

[celeatiallenses]

---"S U N S E T, P A R T 2: C O N F E S S I O N"---

Boy: MERCY ME OH MERCY ME : (

Thirteen: "Quiet. Listen to me."

Boy: NEVER DID NO ONE WRON... GUH X(

Thirteen:"You test my patience, you lunatic"

Boy: ...

Thirteen: "What is your name?"

Boy: get out of my head words! it hurts my feelings...

Thirteen: "I will keep calling you a lunatic and other things if you keep disobeying me!"

Boy: *whimpering*

Thirteen: "Oh please..."

Boy: "Forgive me... I have been a very bad, Sohn..."

Thirteen: "Wait, Sohn?"

Boy: HE TRIED TO KILL ME FOR BEING BAD

Thirteen: "..."

Boy: AS HE STABBED ME, HE TOLD ME THAT I WAS EVIL : (

LUNATIC

DANGEROUS

MAD

FOOL HE WAS TO STAB ME

I STABBED HIS FACE

I stabbed his face...

Forgive me...

Thirteen: "Are you... Mune?"

Boy(Mune): HOW DID YOU KNOW MY NAME?

Thirteen: "Lucky guess. What happened?"

Mune: ... HE UPHELD THE GREATER GOOD

I WAS GOING TO BE EVIL

SO HE TRIED TO KILL

SOHN ALWAYS KNEW BETTER THAN ME

Thirteen: "oh... Why are you... Here?"

Mune: THIS IS MY HOME

OR AT LEAST UNTIL I FIND MY HOME

I AM HIDING

I WANT TO MAKE PIECE WITH SOHN

BUT YOU DENIED ME THAT : (

Thirteen:"Where is the old hero inside of you?"

Mune: ...

Thirteen: "I am going to leave you to you moping. No thanks for you traumatizing me and a whole bunch of other people. Asta la vista chump."

--------

Turning away from Mune, I reached into the depths of my mind and activated my power. It was a terrible gift, the ability to reshape life into anything I wanted. I am always afraid that gift would corrupt me and turn me into a monster, just like Mune. But here I stood, transforming a near by plant into a portal, leading back to earth. I turned back to the moping mess of the former hero, now huddled on the ground. So many questions raced through my mind as to what had exactly happened to turn Mune into a mess, but the one thing I knew was that I had to get back to earth before Mune had enough mad thought. I stepped through the portal and closed it, watching Mune and the strange world close behind

[exjailbird-a]

starter call  |  @haschanged

        “  did  you  just  tell  me  to  go  back  to  kansas  out  there  ?  “  this  charade  they’ve  been  keeping  up  around  their  friends  &  family  is  becoming  ridiculous  ,  but  she  can’t  deny  the  amusement  ---  or  the  excitement  ---  it  brings  her  .  “  ouch  ...  “  she  purrs  ,  feigned  offense  riddling  her  features  as  the  corner  of  her  mouth  evidently  lifts  into  a  half  smile  .  

[noncommittal-trait]

everytime i think i want to learn to make custom content, i stop myself because blender not only confuses me, but scares me

[devilishoon]

Request by anon: Hi there! Since requests are open I would like to ask for a suggestive and crack (?) writing in where drunk and overconfident enhypen's hyung line kiss and confess their feelings for reader without knowing she's not into boys, thanks!

There u go! 👀✨👇🏻

Heeseung

After getting drunk with your best friend Heeseung at a party (although he was the one who truly got drunk), you stayed in his house, because you didn't want to leave drunk Heeseung alone. Last time, he almost jumped through his bedroom's window so, this time, you accepted when he asked you for a sleepover.

When you both finished your chitty chat before going to sleep, you noticed that your friend was having a weird behaviour, but you just ignored it since he was drunk. The thing is that, after a while, he crossed the boundaries and kissed your lips, which was something you couldn't ignore anymore.

"What the hell are you doing??", you pushed him aside.

"I love you, y/n", he innocently smiled at you, making you feel sorry for him, because he didn't even know what was he saying according to his face expression.

"And I love you too, but...", you caressed Heeseung's face, looking into his brown eyes. "Come here", you felt the need to hug your poor best friend.

"You said you love me?", he asked, staring at you from below.

"I love you, but not in the same way you do", you replied, rearranging his hair strands. "I'm not into boys, Heeseung", you confessed, expecting an answer that you would never receive, because he fell asleep on your chest. "Have you really-? God, what am I supposed to do with this guy...", you tenderly laughed.

Jay

You went to the karaoke and sang a couple of songs with Jay, one of your best friends. He drank way too much that night, otherwise he could've never sing in front of you (something you didn't understand very well because his voice was wonderful).

Anyway, he was all drunk and it was getting late, so you let him sing one last song before leaving. But, what you didn't expect was him to dedicate you a love song and kiss you right after.

"I really like you, y/n", he hugged you, reeking of alcohol.

"Listen, you're a cool guy and all that but, to be honest, I'm a lesbian", you talked without mincing your words.

"I'm willing to have a threesome in any case", he insisted, but you stopped him.

"Jay, I'm a lesbian, lesbians only feel attracted to girls."

Jake

"Jake, stop singing."

Your friend was drunk and you were taking him home.

"I need you to stay, need you to stay hey. I get drunk, wake up, I'm wasted still. I realize the time that I wasted here", he kept singing out loud.

"Oh, please, shut up", you were ashamed of him. The neighbors of that area stared at you and Jake with judging faces.

"Shut me up", he dared you.

"How am I suposed to shut you up?", you furrowed your eyebrows.

Suddenly, he stood in front of you and joined his lips with yours. To be honest, he had the softest lips you've ever tasted, but you couldn't enjoy it at all, since you were not into boys and it was your guy friend the one kissing you.

"Et voilà", he smiled at you with his shiny eyes.

"Jake, I like girls, I thought you knew that", you were confused by his actions.

"Well, I'm in love with you, I had no idea of your orientation", the shine in his eyes dissapeared. "Nevermind, forget what just happened", he realised he had made a fool of himself.

Sunghoon

It was Jake's birthday and, to be honest, you weren't feeling that comfortable. Jake had invited a few of his Australian friends to his birthday party, friends who tried to flirt with you everytime. And if that weren't enough, your friend Sunghoon started to feel sick after drinking way too much, and you had to take him out of there so that he could catch some air.

"Do you have any problem with me?" you asked, as he kept pushing you away everytime you tried to make him feel better by rubbing his back.

"You were having fun with all those hot Australian guys, why don't you go back in there?"

Something was wrong with him, he had never talked to you like that before.

"What do you mean, Sung...?", he interrumpted you once again, but this time he did so by kissing you with his soft lips.

"I wanna date you, but you're always busy thinking about somebody else", he confessed, remaining near your lips.

"Sunghoon...", you tried to tell him about your sexual orientation, but he kept going.

"I've been loving you since the day I met you, but aparently you...", this time you were the one who interrupted him.

"That's enough. I'm not even into boys, Sunghoon", you finally expressed yourself.

Out of the blue, he turned over and threw up. "Oh wow, how seductive", you thought, laughing on the inside, but helping him to stay upright.

[pepprs]

psa im dead inside

[iwriteweightgainbullshit]

A cupcake and a date part 2

Part 1 https://chubbybuckyforlife.tumblr.com/post/658723638986555392/chubbybakerbucky-x-reader-tw-insecure-bucky

Chubby!(baker!)bucky x reader

Words: 1117 words.

TW: insecure bucky, body image issues, cussing

You go on a date with Bucky Barnes and realize how much you two have in common.

Not my gif @thosekidswhohuntmonsters

At 7 o’clock you’re standing in front of Bucky’s house as promised.

-“Hi handsome are you ready for our date?”

-“Hi doll, I guess… I just find it weird that you are taking ME on a date and not me taking YOU on a date.”

-“Why is that so weird for you love?”

-“Because you deserve to get taking out to the best restaurant in town and not you taking some guy.”

-“Some guy?” you chuckle “you think you’re just some guy to me? Bucky I’ve been flirting with you for months now. I had a crush on you since the moment I saw you!”

-“You have a crush on me?” he blushes.

-“Of course I do, have you seen the way I’ve been looking at you? Or the fact that I literally spend all my lunchbreaks at your bakery?”

-“I- uh I have a crush on you too” still blushing.

-“Hihi you are a cutie! Now are you ready for a ride to the restaurant” You turn around and point at your motorcycle.

-“W-we’re going on t-that?”

-“Yes! Why? Are you scared big guy?”

-“N-no… Just didn’t expect that…”

-You chuckle “here put on this helmet and hop on big guy”

-“Okay”

-You start driving away

-Bucky grabs you tight around your waist

-You blush and wish you could stay like this forever

-But then bucky gets insecure “oh god now you’re she’s going to see how fucking fat your arms are and besides that what kind of man is scared to be on a motorcycle. I’m so pathetic” he thinks. And he starts letting go of your waist.

-You notice this and think “oh hell no! you aren’t just going to let go of me like this!” and grabs your arm again, give a small kiss on his hand and put them back on your waist. Then you whisper, “don’t you dare even thinking of letting go of my waist again!”

-He’s shocked and blushes “I thought maybe you thought I was pathetic for holding you like that”

-“WHAT? No! Why would I not like that my crush is holding my tight?”

-Bucky blushes “You’re so cute doll”

-“And you’re hot big guy!”

-Bucky chuckles

You arrive at a cute restaurant, it’s small and cosy.

-“Wow doll, this is an amazing place!”

-“Thank you handsome, please sit down”

-You order a coke since you still have to ride back and bucky orders a beer.

-“So tell me more about yourself handsome!”

-“Uhm, like what?”

-“Tell me about the bakery, what’s the story behind it?

-“Well uhm I moved here because my ex-girlfriend broke up with me and I wanted to start a new life. Since my heart was broken and I didn’t want to be reminded everyday with the fact that she broke my heart. So, I decided to do what I’ve always wanted to… Get my own bakery…”

-“Wow, that’s cool” you say excited

-“Uh? That she broke my heart or?”

-“Oh sorry, I mean. I also moved here because my ex-boyfriend broke up with me and I wanted to start a new life!”

-“Oh yes that actually is kinda cool” he chuckles. “Anyways I didn’t really deal well with the breakup and turned to food as comfort…. Started gaining a few pounds… And then losing my self-respect…”

-“Ow, I’m sorry for brining it up buck… I know how you feel though. I didn’t really deal with the breakup well too… I stayed in bed all day, didn’t have the motivation to do anything, not even shower…. I was disgusted of myself, but I still couldn’t get myself to do stuff. Till one day I saw that there was a job available at my favourite clothing shop. That’s when I knew I had to change, and I started getting control over my life again.”

-“I’m so sorry doll, I’m sorry you had to go thru that.”

-“That’s alright, now shall we order?”

-“Oh yeah sure doll”

-“What are you getting buck?”

-“U-uhm I think the salad…”

-“You’re getting a salad? They have the best food in town and you are getting a salad?” you say confused

-“Well yeah”

-You see pain in his eyes. “Buck?”

-“Yes doll? “

-“What’s wrong?”

-“N-nothing doll….”

-You hear his voice breaking. “Buck don’t lie to me. Why are you getting a salad?”

-“Because… I’m fat... I should eat salads... And work out…”

-“Buck… you’re not fat! You are a bit chubby,I won’t deny that. But it looks so good on you! Buck you’re happy with not eating salads, right?”

-“Yes but-“

-You interrupt him. “No but buck! This makes you happy so you shouldn’t change.. You’re so cute… You are so much better then all those fit guys, you are cute, soft and so huggable! And you’re so kind!”

-“Oh my god doll, I love you” He realizes what he says and puts his hand in his face. Oh my god what is she going to think of you now.

-You look at him in shock but then you smile. “I love you too”

-“Wait really?”

-“Of course my love, I wasn’t expecting to tell you that on the first date though. I don’t think a lot of couples said they loved each other on their first date but we aren’t really like other couples though. We are so much better!”

-Bucky chuckles. “You are right about that, but uh does that mean we are a couple?”

-“Do you want us to be a couple buck?”

-“Yes I do! More then anything in the world!”

-“Then we are a couple now” you say and kiss him

-He kisses you back soft but with passion.

-You both order chicken with fries.

-You talk all night and get to know each other better, till the restaurant closes.

-You bring him back home and just when you kissed him goodbye, he says: “Don’t go!”

-“W-what?”

-“Don’t go, stay here for the night!”

-“Are you sure you are ready for that?”

-“100 percent”

-“Okay, then I’d love to stay”

-You drink a couple beers and talk for a while till you both get tired and decide to go to bed.

-“Would you like to borrow some clothes to sleep in doll?”

-“Oh yeees”

-You both get ready to go to bed and cuddle nice.

-You are laying with your head on his arm, and he is holding you tight.

-It didn’t take long for the both of you tall asleep while cuddling.

To be continued

[kazuhasbunny]

AHEM May I please get your thoughts on a Brat Tamer Thoma?

brat tamer thoma .... hmm ..

him being busy with the yashiro clan and taking care over ayaka ... he might not have that much time to tend to your cares

sure , you both hang out alot .. meeting him at kamisato estate or at the komore teahouse ..

something came in your mind suddenly wanting to .. tease him and be a brat , so when you both meet up

you’d purposely whine out to him , asking him to fuck you right there when there’s quite some people around you both . or disobey him , always running away from him making him search for u everywhere

were u enjoying this ? yes u do . but for him ? oh , his temper is slowly rising . why did you decided to act like this all of a sudden ? you know he has no time for any of this

he went searching for you until he notices that you were talking to .. a guy . you both seem to conversate real well .. thoma was not gonna have any of this , stomping to you both and grabs you by the arm harshly

“h-hey thoma what’s wron-“ “shut up . just follow me”

bringing you back to komore teahouse where no one is there , thankfully . taking off the horns wrapped around his head and covers your eyes with it , blinding your vision

your breath hitched , scared as to what’s about to happen next as his tongue trails from your lips down your collarbone . he laughed at how easily you submit to him , your lips let out a small gasp as his fingers rub on your clothed core , dampening your panties from your wetness

his lips met your ear and whispers “as punishment , i’ll be shoving this up your cunt . but , you won’t be cumming till i say you can . understood ?” you gulped , not sure as to what he’ll be shoving in you . whining out his name , thoma slowly takes your panties off . once it’s off , he inserts the thing in you .. seems like it’s a bullet vibrator ?

all your curiosity was gone once it starts vibrating , letting out a loud moan he instantly shoves his fingers back into your mouth gagging you . his laugh makes you shiver underneath him , his voice truly is attractive .. it makes you feel tingly all over ..

“quiet , whore . oh and i almost forgot , you’ll be coming with me back to kamisato estate , with no panties on . got it ? let’s see if anyone could notice your essence dripping down your thighs ~”

and that’s what you get for being such a brat . not my fault that you don’t get to cum tonight 🙄

[goldenkirstein]

Hiii :) From the prompt list, 84 + Eren please? <3

prompt: “The key is under the mat.”

cw: mentions of food, modern! au

wc: 937

a/n: i'm sorry this took so long, but this was a very cute prompt, hope u enjoy !!

The white door mocked Eren as he sat hopelessly on the front steps of the house.

If there was anything he was, a patient man was not it.

He hated people who walked too slow and never waited for his food to cool down before scarfing it down. And at almost every holiday, his mother liked to bring up the one time he threw a tantrum because he was picked last for the community soccer team (the tantrum didn’t last very long; a popsicle can go a long way in taming an unruly child).

As much as Eren could roll his eyes and scoff at his mother’s words, he couldn’t deny the simple fact of his life that even as a grown man — he was impatient in every sense of the word.

He just liked things done quickly, efficiently, didn’t want to waste his time; that was it.

This was just the way he always was, always had been. And, Eren, for the most part, was okay with that.

Unconsciously he had put up a barrier around him, get too close, and you’ll get burned.

So, people stayed away, never wanting to poke the sleeping bear that was Eren Jaeger.

Except you, of course.

He grimaces when he thinks about how his first date with you went: it took 30 minutes for the restaurant to find a table for the two of you, the food took too long and was cold by the time it arrived, and the waiter kept flirting with you despite Eren sitting right there.

At one point, you playfully asked him if he had another date and if that was why he looked like he was in such a hurry, to which Eren almost choked on his drink before sheepishly replying no.

Typically, that would be the part that he got up and left, citing some family emergency as the reason, and yet when he saw how you were trying to suppress a giggle at his beet-red face, there was a weird tightening in his chest, and before he knew it, he was laughing with you.

And so he sat, and he waited for once in his life.

Because it was during that time, he learned that you had more compassion and patience than he ever thought existed in the world. He managed to feel his annoyance slip away and fade into something else, something unknown that he would later find the answer to.

He liked the way you casually eased the bumbling waiter when they finally arrived with the food, eyes glinting as you told them that the wait wasn’t too bad.

And sometime during the date, he realized how much of a fool he was to think that you and he wouldn’t work out, worry filling his chest instead. He was used to people being put off by his abrasive nature, so he was sure that you would never want to speak to him again, scared that all the kind smiles thrown his way were out of politeness and you actually couldn’t stand him.

Yet, at the end of the date, you kissed him on the cheek and told him you would text him later about a second date.

A second date turned into a third, and soon Eren found himself falling for you and going against his impulsive nature, trying his best not to rush things. It took him six dates to make things ‘official’ with you and more than a couple of months to even think of a plan to tell you he loved you.

However, if there was anything else to know about Eren, it was that he wasn’t the best at following plans.

Which is how he found himself sitting on your porch, staring at your front door as worst-case scenarios ran through his mind.

Although being with you helped tame some of his impatience, it would be a lie to say that the longer he waited for you to open the front door, the less worried he got. What if you didn’t love him back? What if you found him intolerable?

The sound of the doorknob twisting broke him out of his thoughts, worries cast to the side as he saw your sleepy figure emerge from behind the door.

He realized how much of a creep he must have looked like, coming to your place unannounced.

“Eren? What’s wrong? It’s the middle of the night.” You stared at him, eyes squinting as you tried to make sense of the situation.

“Couldn’t sleep. Had to tell you something.” He stood up abruptly, hand running through his hair for the umpteenth time.

“Well, come inside-.” You turned around, arm nudging the door wider as you walked inside.

“I love you.” He held his breath, watching as you paused your movements, turning around to face him. The corner of your lips upturned into a tender smile as you blinked at him.

Eren watched you intently, heart beating loudly in his chest; he almost missed hearing the gentle I love you too that slipped past your soft lips.

Relief washed over him, and a light laugh escaped his mouth. He walked over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him before pressing his lips against yours.

You broke away from the kiss first, giggling at him as he tried to kiss you again, “for next time’s sake, the key is under the mat.”

He smiled against your lips, walking backwards with you in his arms to push the door shut. “It’s okay; I didn’t mind sitting outside — the wait wasn’t too bad.”

a/n: did i get carried away with this? maybe. but its okay, right? right.

[izur-x]

Uhh Hi! May I request Izuru, Hajime and Miu (separate pls-) Where the reader are with them for a long time, but broke up with them since studies and the stress that they didn't make time for each other for how many times... Angst please if okay 😔

Broke up study

Pairing ~ izuru/reader, hajime/reader, miu/reader

Genre + warning ~ angst, not too heavy but still an angst, fight, break up, Friendzoned 😄.

Summary ~ none

Note ~ ah yes break up, of course you can! Hope you like this anon! Also, I apologise if i took too long on this request.

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Izuru Kamukura

-please. His heart is uncomfortable. He already knows what is going to happen next, he wished he could stop fate, but he couldn't.

-he couldn't sleep well without you, he keep dragging you to bed, and of course he grow bored of it. He become bored of you.(Oh wow)

-as you got home, you went straight up to your studying room, but you see izuru there, you couldn't remember the last time you two were interact, you feel guilty by thinking of that.

-"hello zuru'! You've been spacing out...are you alright?" "S/o..." You hummed and tilted your head "what's wron—" "why did you do this to yourself, i...miss your voice. Why s/o."

-"izuru..." "I thought I could be with you forever..." "Of course we can! What do you me—" "s/o, you haven't realized it yet?" He sigh, you were confused, as you look around. Well, nothing changes.

-"umh, izuru? What do you me-" the moment you realize, your heart stopped, your eyes became lifeless "oh...that...what you trying to say.." he nodded.

-you bitterly chuckle trying to not drop a single tears, but it failed. He still care for you, his heart is already set into you.

-he walk towards you, wipe up your tears, "i-im sorry—" "it's fine. I guess...we taking a break from this." You choke up some tears, "we should stay as friend..." "A-are you moving out?"

-he stay silent for a moment, "I'll be back anytime soon." You were still sobbing, he got out of your room without saying anything.

Hajime hinata

–Hajime kinda do the same, but of course he take a few break before studying again. Hajime were concerns about you, he was thinking, is this how it be to be an ultimate?

–he was soo patience with you, remind you to eat, drink, sleep, everything. He grow frustrated of it, he don't want to end this relationship either.

–he was too scared, what is he going to do without you? What will happen if you doesn't by his side? Negative thought control over hajime.

–you were studying, like always, there's two cup of coffee, you've been staying up since yesterday, he was really mad at you.

–"s/o? Can we talk?" "Oh, sorry hajime, i am really busy right now—" "this is important (y/n)." You stayed silent for a moment, trying to process what just happen.

–you look at him, "okay, please continue." He take a deep breath "I don't think this relationship is working anymore, you've been focusing on study so much, although i never tell you to not too, but you never spare any of your time.".

–your heart break a little, "I'm sorry.." "no need to, i already got tired of this." You look to the floor, "we should break up." You close your eyes, don't want to accept any of this, you don't want to believe any of this.

–"we should stay as friend..." You nodded, didn't say anything, you afraid that if you say something so hurtful, and cause this even worser.

Miu iruma

—you and her is the same 💀

—When she really needed you (ex: cuddle, hug and other kind of PDA and affection.) You kindly reject it. You keep saying that until she snap out of it.

—"oi s/o! Please spare your time with meee, you never take a rest, let me take care of you." Tugging you away from your desk, "miuu, this is imporrtanntt" "am i not important to youu."

—"of course you are, what do you mean?" "Spare your time with me! This is an order!" You chuckled "what kind of order?" "IT'S! U-UMH, uh..." She pause little.

—you chuckled again, "alright alright fine, come here." You got up from your desk, your eyes are tired, and sit on the bed and open your arms.

—and of course, miu is very very happy, and then cuddle with you <3

Side note ~ TBH IN MIU PART IS A CRACK AND FLUFF 💀💀 I DON'T SEE HER WANT TO BROKE UPNFNDNDN I'M SORRY ANON

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

TEQUILA AND DAIKIRI

Johnny “Coco” Cruz x Reader

Anon asked: can you do an imagine with coco in where you two are best friends and one night you got drunk and go to his house and kiss him and you tell that you love him and he is like in shock and you thing he doesn’t love you back so you run away and you start ignoring him preventing from realreal heartbreak

Word Count: 1.3k

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @chibsytelford 💘

Author comments: I hope you all enjoy. Gif credits to: @angels-reyes

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“Are you sure...?” Ez asks again whilst you're taking off the helmet with some difficulties, because you drunk too much. More than usual.

You nod very convinced, while he turns his gaze from the building where Coco lives, to you. He shrugs his shoulders, taking the helmet to hang it in the handlebar. Ez turns off the motorbike when you're inside the hall, going upstairs to the flat you know by heart. The mexican and you met like ten years ago, being in inseparable since then but some months ago you started to feel something else, something bigger, for him. You think it's happened in a Mayan party, when you found yourself laying on his lap with both arms around his neck and his wrapping your body, with some fingers traveling over a side of your left thigh so kindly that melted you, your beliefs and your whole soul.

Your knuckles hit the main door, more loudly than you could think being partially deaf because of the music that was playing in the pub. You wait for some seconds till you see some light under the door. Coco opens it, rubbing his eyes kinda sleepy without wearing a shirt. You gawk at the tattoos on his chest, until he slaps your forehead with his fingers.

“Yo! Mami, it's five am, 'foc' is wro—”.

Before you let him to finish the sentence, your lips collides with his placing both arms on his neck. The kiss it's weird and a little uncomfortable, but he tastes like tequila and that's really good. Pulling him away looking at his face you know it wasn't a good idea. He's bewildered staring at you with pursed lips as you kiss them. Raising your right forefinger, trying to say something, you decide to turn over your sneakers to run away downstairs even if he's calling you, telling you to wait for him. You don't look back, down the avenue, while your legs are burning because of the fast steps going to your house.

┅┅ ┅ ┅ ┅┅

You growl squeezing in pain with the sheets tangled in your almost naked body. The sun is on, illuminating your room in a unpleasant way. Hiding your head with the pillow, you snort heavy because of the headache hitting you thanks to the hangover. You know that what happened last night it wasn't a dream, nor a nightmare. Anyway, you confirm that fact when, after palming the bed, you find your phone. There are thirty-six missed calls and seventeen text from Coco. Turning off the wifi to avoid the double blue check, so he can't know you read them, you open the conversation.

(05:03) 💬: (Y/N) ????

(05:06) 💬: where r u ????

(05:06) 💬: pick up ma calls!

(05:11) 💬: you ok ???

(05:15) 💬: d fuc u did ???

(05:16) 💬: r u drunk mami ??

(05:19) 💬: why u kiss meee

(05:31) 💬: where r u ????????

(05:33) 💬: why don u answer

(05:33) 💬: am callin 911

(05:47) 💬: shit

(05:47) 💬: d fuc is wron wth u ??

(06:08) 💬: (Y/N) hello ?????????

(06:15) 💬: r u dead ????

(06:36) 💬: did u fockin mix tequila nd daikiri again ????

(09:43) 💬: yo u r worren me

(09:43) 💬: im comen 2 ur house u little fockin craze bech

The last message makes jump the pillow over your head to the floor. The door is almost closed and you can hear the tv on with some action movie on it. You sob because of the pain lashing your head and the shame is consuming you. Getting out of the bed, praying it's Angel who is there, you grab a shirt wearing it, sticking your head out the frame. You sob again when you find Coco staring at you, closing the door as if he didn't see you. Dragging your back down through it, you sit on the floor with your knees against your chest being surrounded by your arms.

The man pushes the door a little, but you close it again. Hearing him sighing, you shake your head.

“We have to talk”.

“Get outta' ma' house, Coco”. You blub without tears filling your eyes, just making the sound.

“That's all? You come to mine, kiss me and you're not gonna say anythen'?”

No words. You can't answer him. You're regretting what you did 'cause you thought he could feel something too. But, by the way he didn't move, nor kissed you back. The next thing you can hear is the main door being closed loud with a dry hit. You're fucked. You fucked up ten years of relationship in three seconds.

━━━━━━ ﹅ ━━━━━━

Two days passed since he left your house and you wrote Taza to ask him to change your turn at the car scrapping, so you don't have to work with Coco. And even you think that the talk it's something that will not happen, you're very, very, very wrong.

After finish your turn, when the moon is almost on top of the sky, you go out of the office downstairs seeing the mexican sitting on your bike and smoking a cigar with a no-friends-face. He's kinda angry, upset and tired of being running behind you the last days, till he finally get the perfect opportunity. You're wearing your helmet, giving him the silent treatment and checking your pocket looking for your keys.

“I got them”. He says raising his free hand, with them on his palm. “And 'am not gonna give you, if you don' talk to me”.

“There's a beautiful night with a lot of stars”. You play fool, actually talking to him as he wants.

“Why you kissed me, ah?”

“I was drunk”.

“Yea', but I know you drunk and you didn' try before”.

“For god's sake, Coco, forget it. It was just a fuckin' kiss”.

“No, it wasn't”. He says shaking his head and having a smoke. “You told me you love me”.

“I didn'”.

“Yea', when I was helping you to get outta your dress”.

You frown, gasping and trying to say something else. But you're getting so nervous that you can fall down unconscious.

“'Course I love you, you're ma' best friend, idiot”.

“Not in tha' way, shithead”.

“Wha' you wanna hear, uh?” You ask crossing your arms and curling a leg. “Yea', 'am fuckin' in love with you, but who cares? You're not. Easy. I get it. Get outta 'fuck of my bike. I'm tired and I wanna go home to keep rolling in my misery”. Taking away your keys and pushing him, you sit on.

“Who the fuc' said I'm not? 'Cause I didn'”.

Turning your head at him in slow motion, you wrinkle your nose, shaking your head for a second as if you didn't hear what you actually heard.

“'Don' know. Maybe your rude texts? The fuck you did? The fuck is wrong with you? Why you kiss me?”

“I though' you lost a bet with the fuckin' boy scout”.

“What da'... Why I... Are you fuckin' stupid?”

“No, you are! You're the one who's giving me the back!”

You sigh taking off the helmet to put it in the handle bar, as you do with your leather gloves. You're gaze is down, staring at the keys in the lock, unable to look at him. You didn't act as you should and now you don't know what is worse.

“I'm sorre'”. You mutter looking him sideways.

“Yea', you better did, bech'. 'Cause I didn' fuc' anyone for one year waitin' you and you kissed me in a weak moment”.

“Jesus Christ, Johnny!” You start to laugh loudly with your hands on your lap, licking your lips. “Sweet Jesus Christ... You're a fuckin' moron, I swear to god”.

“Move your fuckin' pretty ass to ma' house, mami. Dare to do agai' what you did last night”.

“I accept that bet, Coconut”.