#chatting 💌

[aiieera]

That’s sad lmao,,, though I’m a sub girlie myself haha

I had a girls night with one of my irl friends!! We got drunk, complained about life and watched anime!! We got through the first season of Haikyuu, went to bed, snapped awake at like 7 a.m. then watched most of BNA

Other than that work has been kicking my ASS

I JUST SAW A TIKTOK OF THE MOVIE’S DUB AND I GENUINELY DONT RECOGNIZE IT AT ALL???(except tanaka and kuroo) I SAW IT IN SUB BOTH TIMES BUT DID THE CASTING CHANGE OR HAS IT JUST BEEN THAT LONG SINCE IVE HEARD THE DUB

ALSOOO I JUST FINISHED WRITINGGG CHP 5

mighttt post it today but idk if i want to wait until tomorrow since the last chapter was also posted on a monday 🧐🧐

glad you had fun! it’s always nice to rewatch an anime especially w other people lolol

[madame-fear]

Imagine lucerys being betrothed to sunshine!reader😭💕 her parents meet with Rhaenyra when she becomes queen to arrange a marriage between lucerys and their youngest daughter, she’s just curious about everything because her parents never let her experience what her older sisters did because they sheltered her at a young girl age but she loves talking and making new friends. She’s so bubbly when greeting everyone like the Targaryens, and she’s not even scared of them because she believes that every one has kindness. And she’s so fascinated by dragons, she immediately comes to look at them and Arrax and Syrax actually like her and Rhaenyra just loves her because she’s kinda like the daughter she’s never had!!

AHHSHHSHD NONNIE thank you for feeding my mind with this !! i literally CAN’T get over this !! 😭

okay but literally imagine, I think everyone would be delighted by how bubbly & endearing you are. First thought I had beforefinishing to read the message, is that Rhaenyra would absolutely ADORE you the very second you greet her in a most respectful manner, with a wide toothy grin growing on your lips— it would take Nyra no time for her to treat you as her own daughter,, she would basically have you under her wing from that very moment.

Knowing that Luke is a little bit shy, I can picture him helplessly smiling at how lovely you simply are. Initially, he would be overwhelmed... But in a good way, of course! Much like his mother — and basically the rest of his family —, Luke would immediatly be swooped off his feet at the sight of, simply, how much of a kind young girl you are, and incredibly respectful as well to each one of his family members, and to him.

I can definitely see Lucerys offering you his arm to walk you around King’s Landing, or the Red Keep, for you to know your way around as you both gleefully chat. In a way, your personality wouod match perfectly with Luke’s— being the one to take him out of his shell, and swiftly improving his mood at the sight of your presence in the same room as he is in.

And since you have a great curiousity for dragons, and they have grown fond of you, perhaps even booping their snouts against your face playfully, Lucerys would take you to the dragonpit to greet them rather often. The way your eyes are simply impressed by the sight of these huge beasts is a loving sight to behold— and he’s most definitely the type to take you on dragonrides on whichever opportunity he has to do so; adoring the way your warm body eagerly holds him as the air delicately hits on your face whilst riding Arrax.

You are just perfect to be the Lady of the Tides, and I’m certain he would be thanking the Seven for gifting him such a wonderful little sunshine as his betrothed.

NONNIE THIS IS NOT ENOUGH,, I LITERALLY NEED TO WRITE A ONE-SHOT ABOUT THIS, WITH YOUR PERMISSION. 🙇‍♀️

[cheruverse]

what i feel upon laying my eyes on argenti:

[part-time-pixie]

Wow! Congrats on the 1k!! ^^ ^^ Well deserved btw 🥳🥳 you said fave ship?? resquest?? MariChat? pretty please??🥺🥺

thank you so much!

[pomribs]

the second ones kinda messy i hope it makes sense to someone other than me

[gisellecnz]

I feel like when riding on a bus and gojo and his baby was seated near a window, his baby would raise both middle fingers and show them to the people outside 😭. And instead of stopping the baby—Gojo joins in by also lifting up two middle fingers 🥲 You couldn't help but laugh at their silly little antics

[14dayswithyou]

I’ve read the rules! o7

ive been thinking abt teo and brainrotted like what if callboy/callgirl/callperson (?) reader person thing and teo is havin a moment and calls them up 🙏 does it make sense probably not but in my heart

✦゜ANSWERED: Realistically, I don't think Teo would need to resort to a callperson because he's already got an extensive list of people willing to "help him out". If he needs some company, he'll simply call up one of his regular hookups and go down the list until someone responds lmao

And if Teo already knew Angel was a callperson, I actually think he'd find it more fun to annoy them rather than book their services ^^; Things like htting up their line to see if anyone else has called, talking about the most random topics to waste their time, asking how much their services are before telling them they should pay him for his time, etc.

And while Teo would 100% pay a callperson for their services, he'd prefer if they did "it" out of their own volition instead (and not because it's their job or they need clients). He only has hookups/one night stands with people who are genuinely attracted to him and want to sleep with him, so if he knew Angel only showed interest in him as a way to make money, he might not see fully the appeal. But if they approached Teo with a genuine request to sleep with him — with no strings attached — then he'd happily agree.

[yung-notorious]

some major hints from chapter 8…coming soon y’all ready? 👀💕

[oracleact]

« nothing on me »

bayverse raph x reader / fluff + angst

notes: 1.8k words, first person pov, established relationship, gender neutral reader (no pronouns used,) details of injuries and tending to said injuries.

a knock on the window at 3am? that only means one thing: the turtles are here. smiling, I rub the remnants of sleep from my eyes and hop out of bed to open up the curtain. only one turtle faces me at the window though - raphael.

I open the window and help his wide frame step down from the ledge, but my previous smile fades fast when raph groans in pain as he steps onto the floor.

“raph, what’s wrong? where are the rest of the boys? what happened?” I speak as fast as possible to try and get to his answer, worry eating away at me with each second that passes.

my raph is the mass strength and rough hand amongst the turtles. he can handle a lot of damage since he always manages to deal out more than what is done onto him. seeing him bent over, actually using my arm for support and not simply holding me because he wants to, groaning in genuine pain rather than letting out his usual gruff noises of acknowledgment - that scares me. it terrifies me when I don’t know what has happened.

“I told them to check on dad,” he begins breathlessly, “I needed you. it’s really bad this time.”

my eyes widen and I hurry him to the side of my bed, the mattress creaking under his weight. I grasp his face in my hands to check him over, turning his head every which way, but see nothing apart from a few new scratches on his skin.

“what do you mean ‘really bad,’ raph? you’re scaring me.”

“my—“ he lifts his arm and tries to reach for the back of his shell, failing miserably and almost howling out in pain, “my shell, sweetheart. I haven’t seen it yet but I heard it crack and this pain is too much for it to just be taped up.”

I scuttle around his large form and am immediately hit with the sight of a deep crack in the middle of his shell. he was right to come straight to me with this one. he should always come to me with injuries but is too stubborn most of the time and rides out the pain: ‘it may look bad to you but it’s nothing on me.’

when the boys started to properly use their skills outside of the lair, with the risk of larger injuries increasing, I began to research and teach myself how to handle ones specific to these mutants. thanks to many in depth articles about turtle care, I have safely cleaned and covered up small cracks before. the only difference between the boys and ‘normal’ turtles in regards to care like this is their size - it takes longer and requires more focus to clean cracks, ensuring that they can heal appropriately over time. although tonight’s damage will take double that, and maybe more.

“oh raph, oh my…how? wait, don’t answer that. I’m doing my first aid stuff then we can talk about it, okay?” he nods with a sad smile and all I can do is reach out and cup his cheek, returning the expression he gave me. he moves my hand to his lips for a quick kiss before I start scurrying off to grab what I need.

let’s see - chlorohexidine solution, q-tips, cotton pads, adhesive patches and a towel. is that all I need? I have no idea right now; I’m so scared to touch him that I feel like stalling for as long as I can.

I walk slowly back to where he sits on the edge of my bed, his head resting in one hand as the other rubs at his tired eyes. I lay down all that I grabbed from the bathroom before taking a deep breath and sitting down behind him. the room is silent for a couple of minutes after that, my heart beating loudly in my ears. I can’t break my anxious stare away from the crack in his beautiful carapace.

“hey…” raph speaks ever so softly to get my attention.

“yeah— sorry. I’m sorry,” I feel tears begin to form in my eyes. I hate seeing him hurt like this. “I’m going to fix you up. I promise I’ll fix this. I’ll touch around your shell, away from the crack, and you tell me how it feels. let me know how much the pain has spread.”

he gestures ‘yes’ to me but with a frowned brow, “don’t cry, love. everything is okay. I’m raphael, remember? this is nothing on me!”

but I can see it - I can see the pain written on his face, the way his eyes look misty. I don’t want to push him to talk nor do I want to directly acknowledge the pain I can see; I don’t want to break his protective wall at a time like this. it wouldn’t be fair to do so. I wipe my tears and get straight to work instead.

my small hand reaches out for him, gently patting around the edges of his shell then smoothing over the surface, “that’s not bad at all. it just feels tingly, like the nice kind of tingly you give me.” I giggle at him. it’s a relief that the shell hasn’t shattered or anything and he can feel my hand like always.

I’ve spent so many nights tracing over the faint patterns of his plastron and committing the texture to memory. it helps calm him after a stressful training day or when he can’t sleep. it secretly calms me too because it’s just us in those moments, the rest of the world fading away and leaving only raph and I. there’s no need to jump away from my hold to save new york when my touch melts away the city completely. nothing can break us out of that warm paradise as long as we are together.

despite the touch test going well, the cleaning of his wounds will definitely be painful since the crack is open and noticeable. I pour some of the solution onto a q-tip and tell raph to start breathing slowly and deeply. I help him set a pace for it before I begin to clean.

he hisses in pain when the piece of cotton comes in contact with the wound and my tears start to flow again, “I know baby, but this part is important,” I sniffle and reach my free hand for his, “use me to balance yourself.”

“I’ll break your little hand,” there is a fracture in his voice as he speaks but he still manages to let out a chuckle with his words.

“breathe and squeeze, raph, don’t worry about me.”

and so he did - each time I dipped the cotton into the crack he inhaled and exhaled quickly whilst grasping my hand in his. I rubbed my thumb over his rough skin in an attempt to ground us both over and over again.

“one last clean and then I’ll patch it up and be done for tonight.” he lets out a loud sigh at that, obviously glad that the stinging will be over soon. I hear him lowly whimper but force a cough after in an attempt to hide the noise. once again I don’t press him on it, I just kiss the back of his hand to let him know it’s alright.

the last step is to cut adhesive patches to fit the crack, making sure to leave small gaps at the ends to allow air to flow through. this process isn’t all that different from putting a bandaid on a human arm, and thank goodness for that. I want to do everything I can to help raph, to ease his pain, so this being a somewhat ‘easy’ task to complete means luck is on my side right now.

with the last piece secure I get up from the bed to face him again, giving him a small smile to let him know it’s done. I slip myself between his legs and reach out to untie his bandana. his eyes close as he presses his head onto my chest to give me access to the tie at the back.

sliding the cloth from his face, I set it on the bed and wipe underneath his eyes; he looks so worn out. my fingers move down to draw along the scars from previous battles and to check over any new cuts, the pad of my thumb eventually landing on the most prominent scar across his upper lip. my raph, my hero, our hero…with the scars to prove it all.

“give it a week and see how the shell starts to heal. if we need to do more then I’m ready for that. I’ve done my research, you’re looking at a certified mutant turtle nurse,” I wink at him as he laughs and nuzzles further into my hold.

he looks up at me with those gorgeous eyes, the light of the moon catching in them. he may be hurt but he’s here with me and healing in my arms, and I’ll hold this man forever to show him how much he means to me. he’s looking at me in the same way - in awe of what’s in front of him - both of us dumbly grinning at each other. although, he does break eye contact when a yawn suddenly comes bursting out.

“do you want to talk about what happened, or do you want to catch some z’s first?”

“hmm…as much as I want to tell you about how much of a badass I am, I really want to crash.”

he moves to lay on his back before I catch his shoulders with high pitched squeak, “shell!” I whisper-yell at him. his lips form an ‘o’ and I shake my head. only raph could forget about his injuries that quickly.

I slip into the bed first and hold out my arms, beckoning him to follow and to lay on his stomach. he does so almost instantly, getting comfy against me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

“thank you for everything. I trust you with my life, you know.”

“and I trust you with mine, big red.”

I’m seemingly stuck staring down at him, just in stupid awe once more. watching how his eyes are effortlessly closed, evident that he is exhausted, with a faint smile playing on his lips as he shifts around to find the best snoozing position. his shell is now what catches the attention of the moon and I feel satisfied with my work on the crack. I’m still worried but the patch looks good and secure from afar so I’ll take it for it now.

I’m so happy that this brave and unstoppable mutant turtle trusts me with his open wounds, with his physical and emotional scars, with his love and being. this life of ours is crazy in so many ways but I wouldn’t ask for anything to change. well, less wounds here and there would be nice but that might be asking for too much.

[kithtaehyung]

DO WE WANT CONTEXT???? YES MA’AM 🙂‍↕️

ALRIGHT BUT I STILL NEED CONVINCING LMAO

[aiieera]

DOG I FORGOT ABOUT IT TOO LMAO NO WORRIES

Lucky!!! I haven’t been able to see it yet,,, I have CRAZY stupid anxiety so I don’t wanna watch it by myself and none of my roommates are into Haikyuu,,, but I FINALLY convinced one of my work friends to binge it so we can go see it together lmao

IM SO WXCITED TO SEE MY BOY ON THE BIG SCREEN THE LOML

BRO YOU BETTER GET READY I DON’T REMEMBER SEEING HIM A LOT

HE WAS IN THE MATCH THE WHOLE TIME BUT BRO PROBABLY HAD LESS SCREEN TIME THAN BOKUTO AND MOST OF HIS SHOTS WERE JUST HIM WATCHING IN THE STANDS

the scenes he was in were really cute tho 😭

being scared to watch it alone is real tho, i ended up watching it with people i know but am not really close with because i didn’t think my friends would wanna watch it w me 😭😭

[madame-fear]

Here to leave some Luke fluff because we need it. Imagine being Luke’s sweetheart and you’re set to be married, and he takes you for a dragon ride? He flys low and carefully while you’re on but doesn’t stop from teasing you. He’s making sure to get you splashed and making you cling onto the rope. It’s just so cute to think about! He says if you are to marry him he should show you of what he and your children will do one day!

Older Luke will also say. “Just giving you experience on how to ride a dragon.”

Oh my god, YES. This absolutely happens if you’re either being courted by him, or you’re his official betrothed. And dragonrides would be something usual if you are to be his beautifully sweet wife. 🤤💓

It might be a bit long of a thought/imagine, but my dear, you have the BEST ideas ever and I couldn’t help but shamelessly ramble around it. And I hope you like it, sweetheart! 🙈💕 (p.s; important note almost at the end JAKDKDOS)

Lucerys is more than keen in getting you to meet his dragonfriend/dragonchild, Arrax, the second you become his sweetheart. You on one hand are eager to see a dragon in person, but on the other hand, you feel like you could melt from nerves at the thought of such grand beast standing in front of you. What if he dislikes you and decides to burn you to ashes right there?

You of course expressed your concerns to Luke, earning from him a soft chuckle and the reassurance that dragons can feel what their riders feel, so Arrax would surely adore you just as much as he did. From there you gathered all your courage, and in a meek manner followed Luke towards Arraxes’ dragonpit.

When you did meet Arrax, Luke always made sure that if you wished to cling by his side, you should be able to do so. The introduction between you and his dragon was slow and carefully, merely to not spook you away, occasionally grabbing your hand in a gentle manner and placing it on the pearly-coloured dragon’s scales.

But as it was expected — and as Lucerys had told you — Arrax took an immediate liking to you, nearly purring like a soft kitten and huffing in delight as you caressed it’s scales, even pushing his hesd deeper into your hand, and reaching closer to smell you. For Lucerys, it was both funny and sweet to see you become stiff, but leisurely get used to it. After all, you were like Arraxes’ mother, if he was to be both his rider and like his father.

It did, however, take you a bit longer in getting fully convinced on going on a dragonride. But after much insistance — and you deep down inside being actually curious on riding a dragon —, you accepted.

And Lucerys immediatly pulled you on top of Arrax, feeling proud that he will manage to take you with him. You will probably be behind of Luke, tightly gripping his body with your arms to secure yourself just in case. Which, the young Velaryon has to fight back a teasy grin from appearing on his rosy lips.

By the time you were already flying on top of Arrax together, Luke made sure to fly as low and slowly as possible. You had never ridden a dragon before obviously, and by the way you firmly wrapped your arms around his waist it was clear you were slightly nervous about it, so naturally he would fly Arrax on a low level and in a slow manner until you became used to the feeling.

And of course... We all know Lucerys is both a timid, yet cocky little Prince, don’t we? So, keeping this in mind, Luke would be flying above the sea, dangerously close to it. Luke would definitely encourage you to take one of your hands out, and glide your fingers across the seawaves while you flew together.

And if you are too nervous to even do so (or perhaps you even would do so, but very quickly and cautiously), Lucerys being the teasing young man he is would probably fly Arrax slightly lower if possible just to get his wings splash slightly around on the sea water everytime he moves them just to get you splashed from water. There were several complaints and also giggles spurring from your lips, which makes his heart melt at the sound of it. And would too giggle along you.

In the middle of the flight, Lucerys would encourage you to place your hands on top of his own where he’s holding the reins. You of course are reluctanct as hell, but you decide to swiftly do as he did, and try to cling to the reins as he guides Arrax around. Expect Luke to endlessly tease you in different manners: whether it’s verbally, or things like getting you splashed with water, making you grip the reins and/or cling firmly from them, or even tease you by mentioning just how much he adores having you warmly clinging to his body for your life.

And MY GOD he would still be so sweet, even when teasing you! Obviously, Luke will remind you that not only these dragonrides will happen more often as you are his one and only beloved future wife, but as well that you will eventually have little dragon babes together, and he simply wants to show you what him and your children will be doing one day.

Besides, dragonrides are more fun with you on them, behind of him; and wants you to get used to them.

Plus, I have to add: my my, the last line killed me absolutely and it’s my fave 100%. I hope not to have misunderstood it because I’m shamelessly a dirty mind! 🙈 So just in case, I will have my dignity shovel in hand to dig a cave and shamefully hide there in case I misunderstood it! 😂

After the ride ends, you will get out of the dragons back with the help of your beloved — both of you giggling, and smiling brightly at how much fun you had together riding on Arrax. His hand would be gently grabbing yours and caressing your soft skin with his thumb, asking you how the vey first ride felt. Of course you had a good time, and you will express that to him immediatly.

You know when I (we, you and I) wrote previously that Luke would definitely tell you that since you are to be his sweet beloved future and motherodf his future dragon babes, you will have to get used to these dragonrides... Right? Well. An Older!Luke would tell you the same, but I can definitely picture him playfully placing several smooches on your flustered cheeks, praising you for how well you did on flying Arrax with him.

I can picture his lips grasping your skin sweetly as he moves upwards, reaching your ear. And would teasingly whisper that he’s just giving you experience on how to properly "ride a dragon". And with that last words, he pulls away to caress your chin with his fingers, and pridefully admire the way he made you blush with that being side.

His cheeky grin wouldn’t take long to appear, as you try to gaze somewhere else while heavily blushing at his words. Older!Luke would certainly be a very loving, yet teasing future Husband. And he adores how you react to him. 💓

[takami-takami]

I think Hawks would like sitting on the floor with you

Not because it’s comfortable (honestly, far from it) but because it’s fun to sprawl out without worrying about knocking things off of tables or needing to keep his wings bunched up

Him laying on his tummy while you lay on your back to talk about anything and everything

Hawks sits at the foot of your bed like a puppy and you're like, "babe, are you okay? The chair's right there?"

And he looks almost offended. This is his happy place, thank you very much.

There's irony in it somewhere, but despite his hero costume featuring those chunky headphones, Keigo never actually used them to listen to music. He needed every sense in his roster for hypervigilence hero duty, including hearing.

Keigo never cared much for material possessions. But every song you play for him on speaker on your bedroom floor is a treasure of the heart. Sprawled on the carpet, him on his belly and you on your back, Keigo closes his eyes and spirals deeper into the sound and more fantastically in love with you.

Hopeless, really. It's worth the stiffness in his joints, for sure.

[wosemi-sama]

bestfriend! asmodeus, who begs you to tell him who you have a crush on. hes just curious!!

bestfriend! asmodeus, who upon finding out who you like, has frown on his face. but before you realize, he smiles, as if the disappointment was never there.

bestfriend! asmodeus, who will wingman for you, giving you confession ideas and drawing hearts on fogged up windows with yours and your crushs first initial just to fluster you.

bestfriend! asmodeus, who helps you write a confession letter and quietly watches as you slip it on your crushs seat, wishing it was him.

bestfriend! asmodeus, who painfully watches as your crush accepts your letter.

bestfriend! asmodeus, who slowly begins to distance himself from you, unsure of what to do.

[gisellecnz]

send help it's flooded here 💔

[nariism]

You always write Neuvillette as the reader’s husband and that just makes me crave a backstory for these two. Cause I just KNOW that even if the reader is the more openly affectionate and playful of the two, it was probably a “they fell first, he fell harder” situation where the reader was patiently pining for a while and then Neuvillette was suddenly hit with a train of feelings.

i like to imagine that one day you were just a friend who he knew had a crush on him (but he thought it was harmless so he let it happen). and the next day he woke up in a cold sweat, pearls clutched, chest heaving because oh god he had a crush on you too

and i also like to imagine it was over something dumb like you were talking about something so mundane but then he couldn't stop thinking about it and you to the point where he had trouble sleeping. also, he wasn't able to figure out all the complex feelings he was getting and wasn't used to the idea of love at all so you two played the awkward platonic dance for literally AGES until furina or clorinde got sick and tired of it.

they probably schemed together to get neuvillette to do the whole accidental confession thing because he was wayyyyy too clueless about how to approach it himself. or it went something like this:

N: "i like you."

Y: "i know."

N: "you know?"

Y: "you're not very subtle..."

N: "could you please at least pretend to be surprised?"

Y: "...oh my gosh! the man who buys me flowers on his way to work every morning has a crush on me?!"

N: "nevermind."

umm he's a loser (affectionate) is what i'm getting at. an emotionally constipated loser that we love