#he gave her a library 📚

[pose4photoml]

True love language is listening and acting accordingly ❣️

[causenessus]

YAY CONGRATS ON 1k!! you totally deserve it and your work is phenomenal and i can’t wait to see what else you make <3

for the event.. could i get a fluff 📚 fic w/ kuroo where the reader helps him find a book as a library aid??

see you again. | kuroo t.

kuroo x f!reader

written in 3rd pov

one word prompt from 1k followers event: 📚 -> library

"my heart's on mars, kinda hard to see, but you know i'll see you again <3" from when will i see you again by shakka (DOES NOT fit the vibes at all i mean kind of in my delusional brain but i just like the song and it fits the title <3)

word count: 1.9k words

notes: lots of fluff!! kuroo being down bad for the reader upon first meeting her, reader also being down bad. kuroo being a nerd bc man could be sexy or flirt to save his life <3 bokuto being the real star of this entire follower event apparently who knows how many more fics he's gonna make it into. also this was really fun to write bc little lore drop but one year in high school i once got kicked out of a class (very convoluted thing, they thought the class was triggering me which was lowkey a fair statement) so i got to be a library aide instead <333 i'm going to say this is not edited bc i don't want to deal with my mistakes or take responsibility for them. THANK U FOR THIS REQUEST WYR!! I LOVE YOU SM <3 I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS FIC

although she enjoyed the solace of re-shelving books on her own, she enjoyed helping others just as much. it was like getting snippets of people’s lives through the books they were in search of. sometimes students came in looking for books for classes, which allowed her to meddle a little into just how many majors her school really offered, and how niche they could be. others came in looking for books to pass the time and she was always happy to recommend one of her favorites if they were open to suggestions.

while some of the other aides were there because they saw the job as an easy, quick way to make some extra money, she took pleasure in her job. when lost students came up to the counter asking for help locating a book, most of the aides felt that they had done their job well when they gave the student some kind of cryptic number and last name to scour the shelves for in return. however, numbers revealed nothing of where a single book could be in a large room piled with books that lined and stuffed every shelf and corner they could fit into.

she often took it upon herself to go on a search with the students who came to her for help. she’d consult the system for where a book was located and then lead the student to where the book was located rather than just sending them on their way. sometimes it took a few minutes to find what they were looking for, but they always found it in the end.

asking someone to wander around a university’s library and expecting them to know where a book labeled “796.31 dearing” was located was the equivalent to asking them to find a needle in a haystack. she didn’t expect anyone to know where a book was right off the bat; that was her job, and she was happy to help.

kuroo always dreaded going to the library. he dreaded everything about it. he loathed having to be quiet, aware of every noise he made, every rustle of his pant legs brushing against each other, and he hated trying to find the single book he was looking for amongst thousands of others. sometimes he felt like he'd be better off pirating a pdf version of a book off the internet, but it never appealed to him as much as a physical book.

over lunch with bokuto one day, he had rubbed a hand down his face and groaned at the thought of even stepping foot into the library, “i have to get a book for one of my social science classes, but do you know how hard they make it to find any kind of science book?”

“you should ask for y/n!” bokuto responded with a mouth full of food, “she’s really nice, she actually walked with me to help find the book i was looking for.”

“you went to the library to get a book? i would’ve expected you to just sparknote it,” kuroo teased with a sleazy grin.

his friend huffed, crossing his arms, “you should have more faith in me! i did read the book, but... it was because my professor had already caught me using sparknotes and said she’d fail me if she caught me using it again...” he trailed off and kuroo laughed.

“i think you just proved your own point wrong, buddy,” he rested his hand in his palm, looking down at the table they were sitting at. “you said her name’s y/n? what’s she look like?”

“mm, i don’t remember,” bokuto said, after a thoughtful pause, “she’s probably wearing a nametag, though. or just ask for y/n! someone will direct you to her.”

“that’s weird, man. what am i supposed to tell her when she questions why i specifically asked for her?” he responded with a sigh.

“just tell her i sent you! she knows me pretty well now, she won’t mind,” the dual hair colored boy shrugged before shoving more food into his mouth, “it’s that or search on your own for your book, but i’d say just find y/n, she can help.”

bokuto had a way of making everything seem like it would turn out fine, but all that confidence left him the moment he walked through the library doors. all he knew was he was on the lookout for a girl; nothing about what she looked like, just her name.

he could pretend to be cool and suave from afar, but when it came to actual interactions, he was never the best at maintaining his composure. he always talked too fast, or would regrettably talk more than was acceptable by his standards.

he settled for trying to find the book himself first. it was some kind of book about behavior, by a last name he thought sounded slightly like a serial killer. if he couldn’t even remember the author’s name, he was helpless. was it even worth trying to find someone to help him? or would he just make a fool of himself trying to describe the book he was looking for?

but he needed to find this book tonight, he knew that. he’d already put off reading it for long enough, and his deadline was coming up. knowing his grade was at risk, he defeatedly dragged his feet to the foot counter. it was impossible for him to casually stand there, looking at people’s name tags, and a girl at a computer was already looking at him, waiting patiently for him to tell her what he needed.

“uh–” he started off, trying to keep his voice low, “is y/n working tonight?”

the girl’s eyebrows knitted together, and he was distracted by the way her lips pursed before he tried to focus on her eyes instead, “that’s me. did you need something?”

perhaps it was luckier that he had found her on his first try rather than walking around like an idiot looking for a mysterious girl, but he couldn’t help worrying about how this interaction was already off to a bad start. he couldn’t believe bokuto could ever forget a face like hers when he was sure it’d be stuck in his head for weeks. “yeah, i’m looking for a book…?” he cringed at his own words. what else would he be here for? she only raised her brows, waiting for him to continue. “it’s um, a book on behaviorism i think. i’m majoring in sports management and i need this book for a social sciences class but i don’t remember what it’s called.”

his honesty made the corner of her lips lift, and he found himself staring again. she had to be wearing lipstick; there was no way her lips could be that red. “behaviorism? and you don’t remember what the book is called? what about the author?”

he shook his head. did he tell her his analogy? he’d already made a stupid first impression, “i don’t remember what his name was, but it sort of sounded like…”

“like a serial killer?” she finished, eyes flicking up to his own.

his own brows raised in surprise, “yeah, how did you know?”

she laughed softly at his remark, “i took a psychology class. it’s how i remembered his name too. i called him beef skinner, but his name’s b.f. skinner.” he found his own lips turning up, and they shared a smile before she cleared her throat, turning back to her screen. he watched her fingers fly across the keyboard under her hands before she turned her monitor screen around so he could see it. “does this cover look familiar? maybe by the title?”

it was a simple cover, dark blue with a tri-colored atom at the bottom. the title was written in bold capital letters: Science and Human Behavior. it clicked with him as he read the title and he could only nod, dumbfounded as she returned the screen back to its normal position.

“that’s exactly it. you’re like a genius, i can’t believe you found it based on three basic words,” he complimented, watching as she stood up, dusting off her pencil skirt. 

he felt a puff of pride in his chest, seeing the way she smiled at his words. “it’s my job,” she laughed again, “i think i had someone else come in looking for it a few days ago. too. call it good timing. your book should be somewhere in the 300s, i’ll lead you there.”

she waved a hand, motioning for him to follow as she came around the side of the counter and he was quick to follow. they walked along the aisles, her head tilting up ever so often to look up at the number plates adorning each shelf. “if you don’t mind me asking, how did you know my name?” she asked, turning back to him.

he fell into step walking alongside her as he hummed in thought, “i had a friend that mentioned you. i always get lost coming here and i was telling him about it and he said i should try to find you because you’re really nice.”

“aw,” she commented with a small smile as they turned down an aisle, “that was sweet of him to say. i’m glad i could help.”

their conversation went silent as they continued walking, and he found himself tugging at the collar of his sweater nervously. “he was right,” he mumbled.

“what was that?” she looked at him again, and he inhaled sharply again, looking into her eyes.

“nothing. i mean—i was just saying my friend was right. you’re very nice,” he spoke quickly, averting his eyes towards the floor. this was what he’d meant when he said he always talked too much; he really needed to learn to keep his thoughts in.

but when she laughed at his compliment, he thought maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to make a fool of himself if he could hear her voice again. “thank you, i’m glad to hear that. what was your name, again?” she asked, a blush dusting her cheeks. she couldn’t believe she was letting a boy’s words affect her in such a way when she didn’t even know his name.

he was thinking the same thing; how had telling her his name completely slipped his mind? “kuroo,” he said, stopping when she stopped, crouching to run her fingers along the spines of a row of books close to the ground. “my name’s kuroo tetsuro.”

“well, kuroo,” she said, standing back up and looking at him with that smile of hers. paired with the sound of his name on her tongue, he felt like he was going to pass out. “it was nice to meet you. and here’s your book. maybe i’ll see you again?”

“definitely,” he said too quickly, but it was worth it to watch her nose scrunch as she laughed, “i’ll definitely come back, it what meant. um, not just to see you. well— actually— it’d be kind of nice if maybe we saw each other again. maybe over dinner? could i get your number?”

“yes,” she answered, and when she bit her lip, trying to stop the way her smile had grew, he felt like he was standing in front of angel, “to all of that. meet me back at the counter?”

"okay," he breathed, watching her walk off, her hands grabbing fists full of her skirt. maybe the library wasn't as bad as he thought, after all.

[satureja13]

While Vlad, Jack and Ji Ho do their research at the library, Saiwa and Jeb took Kiyoshi to the Cat Cafe. They have the hope the cats would bring him out of his tree state. And really, he reacted on them! Saiwa was giving Jack last instructions and told him to call should they need them at the library.

All our ingame cats are here today ^^'

The waiter was flirting with Saiwa. The Waiter: "I'll serve you in a minute ;) "

The Waiter: "Which crime did you commit to have to spend the days after Winterfest with your two professors?" Saiwa: "Oh, we're working on a project ^^' " Tha Waiter gave Saiwa his number: "Call me in your freetime. I'll show you the town."

Poor Jeb. He still thinks that Saiwa doesn't play in his league and is way too hot for him...

Jeb: "Why didn't you tell him you're my wife?" Saiwa: "The Professor/Student story is more plausible, now that Kiyoshi is with us. It would look weird when two grown men hang out with a 'girl' like me."

Saiwa: "You can punish me later for this, hm?" *winks* Jeb: "Uhm...ok ^^' "

'She doesn't give you time for questions As she locks up your arm in hers And you follow 'till your sense of which direction Completely disappears' In the year of the cat - Al Stewart

Meanwhile Kiyoshi and Kira carefully approach each other.

Jeb: "I hope we have him back soon." Saiwa: "We will. In his world he'd been a tree for decades. He just needs time to accustom."

And about an hour later, Jack excitedly called from the library. He'd found a Star Wars book! Saiwa pinched the bridge of his nose: "Jack, you only had one job to do and ended up with Star Wars?" Jack, over the phone: "This time you will thank me for this!"

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[noneedtoamputate]

This may be too broad but may I please inquire as to any reading or book headcanons you may have for any of your characters, and/or BoB characters? 📚 (also thank you for a trip down memory lane re: book fairs)

I LOVE THIS ASK!

So in case you missed my earlier post, I worked a book fair at an elementary school for the past four days. I loved book fair growing up, and there's is nothing better than seeing kids excited about chosing their own books. I also spent too much money at the fair I financially supported the school's PTO so students can access new books at the school library.

And I know we have bookstores, but I think we should have adult book fairs, with flyers about the books, and money our parents gave us, and posters we can buy for our bedrooms.

I do have ideas about my characters and books. Ellen is a voracious reader and always has a paperback in her purse and a hardcover on her nightstand. Ellen is going to devour Peyton Place when it comes out in 1956 and doesn't care that Chuck calls it trash. She will cook her way through Mastering the Art of French Cooking in 1961. She's a bit of a foodie, and she'll be on the lookout for a challenge during her stay-at-home-mom years.

Chuck still has a hard time reading since the accident and sticks mostly to newspaper and magazine articles since they're shorter. Sports Illustrated starts up in 1954, and he'll have a subscription. But one book he reads as soon as it is translated into English is Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl. Ellen brings it home one day and Chuck picks it up. He reads one or two entries a day. He's never told Ellen about the camp, and he can't talk with Joe about it, either. He thinks about the men he saw there, about the lives they had before. Reading her book makes him feel connected to someone who understood what happened.

I'll do another post for book and magazine ideas for other BoB characters!

[touristbree]

📚Piña Ananas📚

Piña Ananas is a student of Naranja Academy, autistic, frequent reader, and Giacomo’s little sister.

[ID: Piña is fairly short, wearing the Naranja Academy uniform with a purple vest and purple leggings, she has hair covering her eyes. In one corner is an image of her having her hair ruffled by her older brother (Giacomo) and on the other side is an image of her when angry, her hair standing up and revealing she does in fact have eyes.]

📚Overview📚

Name: Piña Ananas

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Sexuality: Questioning, leaning towards Lesbian.

📚Personality📚

Piña is very shy, but she had a habit of showing this by acting a bit mean. She has a hard time making friends but often tries playing teacher’s pet, only really befriending Ms. Raifort. She is also well known for being a rattle tail at the school, which doesn’t help her friends issue. She also doesn’t do well with face to face confrontation, unless her brother is being seriously threatened where she goes ballistic and shows her true strength. She’s a little stuck in a mindset that things can’t change so she doesn’t try to break out of the mold she’s in.

As previously mentioned, she’s autistic, being sensitive to loud sounds, Momo will lower the volume on his music when she’d around. She’s hyper fixated on books, having read every book in the Naranja Academy library, memorizing their location in said library, and even having made her own library organization system for her bedroom and dorm. Her favorite book is the first part of a horror mystery series written by Shauntal.

📚Relationship📚

Giacomo is her older brother and their relationship is somewhat complicated. When Giacomo was in the student council, they were fairly close since Momo didn’t have many friends and had the time to spend with his sister, and when he was being bullied, he didn’t tell Piña anything because he didn’t want to worry her, it was his own problem… and then he joined Team Star and made friends… drawing a rift between her and Momo, in her eyes. She still holds Operation Star over his head and is frequently nagging him about nearly everything she can… but she’s the only one who can or she’ll get angry. They do genuinely care for each other but Piña struggles with learning that things can change and she doesn’t have to be alone.

Larry is her father, she has a bit more of a strained relationship with him since she was closest to her mother, but her mother left after the birth of Piña’s little sister. He tries to be there for his kids, but also has to work to give all three of them a good life.

Laurie is a toddler and Piña blames her (a little) for their mom leaving, and it doesn’t help that Laurie hates everyone except Giacomo.

Raifort is the one teacher she could get close too since they’re both avid readers, and because Piña is willing to listen to her rambles about history.

📚Team 📚

Mimikyu used to haunt the library, and being a quiet lil’ghost, Piña easily made them close friends, Mimikyu now being her ace pokemon.

Skeledirge was given to her as a gift from Larry, back when it was just a Fuecoco. He helped to train it up and it’s now a mobile library seat for her.

Misdreavus haunted her dorm room and now helps to keep her library and the Naranja Academy Library organized.

📚Backstory📚

Growing up, she never really noticed her mom and dad fighting, her mom giving her special treatment and treating her like the favorite. Giacomo also gave her attention after student council meetings… but then, her baby sister was born and her mom walked out. Her brother was making friends while she was just on the side. She's sorta against Team Star out of jealousy and anger, but is slowly repairing her relationship with her brother.

[lilacs-and-lavenders]

The man was a tool, though. The beast was mean to her at first yes but she eventually understood why he acted the way he did. It took time for them to grow to love each other. He protected her from wolves almost killing her. He changed from the selfish and cruel person that he used to be hence why he was cursed in the first place. Gaston tried to kill him after he found out from her father (whom he tried to send to an insane asylum) that she traded places with him to stay in the castle in order to protect her father. He didnt care about Belles' needs or wants. He only cared about himself and what HE wanted. She didn't want to marry him. She loved reading and Gaston ridiculed her for it. [To be made fun of for your interest...I been there. It sucks.] The beast gave her a whole damn library and they read together. Honestly as someone who loves journals and books and the aesthetic of them I would have lost my mind if someone would have gave me my own library. 😭📚

The beast did entrap her at first yes but he did eventually let her go since her father was in danger. He actually cared about what she wanted because he loved her.

It's not always about looks. You can be the most attractive person in the world but have the shittiest attitude. A person that genuinely loves you and values you and doesn't make fun of you for your interests but instead takes the time to spend time with you and engage in them with you...that's a rare treasure in this day and age. I hope to find that one day.

Sorry I went off on a tangent there. This has been one of my favorite movies since I was a kid. 🙈It's such a precious fairytale that I will always treasure. ❤️

Plus not only did she marry a prince but she also made so many amazing friends along the way. ☺️❤️

[innerdreamercollective]

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📚MOONLIT THORNS by P. Rayne

🎤Narrated by Marcio Catalano & Rose Dioro

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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “Catalano nailed it as Asher, playing the grumpy billionaire perfectly, and he was just as amazing performing the roles of his brothers, and other male characters, too. Dioro was spot on as Annabelle, grasping all aspects of her personality, including her sass, determination and strength. They set the perfect tone for the story, captured all the characters’ emotions, and had you feeling each one.” - Bette, Goodreads

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “Narrators Rose Dioro and Marcio Catalano were sublime in their portrayals of Asher & Anabelle. This book is definitely darker and more intense than the romcoms I know and love by Piper Rayne, but it was just as captivating — albeit in a very different way! I can't wait to see the other Voss brothers fall in love!” - Sunny Shelly Reads

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “The narrators were phenomenal. Rode Dioro delivered Annabelle’s brattyness PERFECTLY. Bratty Annabelle is my favorite. My favorite thing with books like this, is the sexual awakening and learning to accept and embrace who you are. And, HE GAVE HER A WHOLE ASS LIBRARY. Swooning.” - Emma, Bookbub

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[mariaperera-mga3385]

WEEK 3 - ASSIGNMENTS📚🖋️

Hey hey everyone! So this is the fun post for week 3! (like I mentioned in my previous post…we hardly had any notes for this week). We had quite a few assignments/ activities we did this week.

1 - Let’s start with the ‘Caricature Assignment’! This was my favorite assignment for this week because I put in a-lot of effort to create my partner’s Caricature.

Before we got this assignment we were anyways given partners for the drawing activity I mentioned in my previous post. So I was partnered up with Ayodya again. For this assignment we had to first talk with each other, find some similarities and present them in a unique way to the class! After talking with Ayodya I got to know that she’s a musician!🎻🎹✨ I on the other hand used to be a violinist. We both got to know that we were both part of our school’s western band! So we centered our presentation on our music preferences!

After that presentation was done we were assigned to create a Caricature of our partner based on their life story. I was invested in this activity because I wanted to learn about Ayodya’s reason for joining the MGA degree program, her passion and her goal in life so I could create a sophisticated Caricature for her.

After talking to her in the library I learned that her passion is to pursue a career in music. However, since there aren’t many opportunities here in SL for musicians her parents asked her to choose something else to study. So she decided to do this degree. After doing the degree she hopes to learn the Electric Guitar and dreams of owning one. One of her goals is to go to Greece and watch ‘Busking performance’ (it’s a popular musical Street performance in Greece)

So, taking in all this information, I got all the inspo I needed to create the perfect Caricature for her. I created her as a Greek Goddess who owned an Electric Guitar and played it in her marble temple with a beautiful floral background in the scene.

Now for some info on the designing process! I first started off my sketch the character and the palace with pen and pencil. I created her guitar by painting on burned news paper since I believed it would give a cool look to the picture (Almost burnt my bedsheets while burning the newspaper💀) After the cut out process I painted a floral background on a separate paper and stuck the cut out onto the floral painting and ✨VOILA✨ My Final Submission!!!

In all honesty, I have to give some credit to Madubasha (He was the other lecturer for this week) He gave me the design idea to cut out the caricature and the temple using a pen knife and then to stick it on top of a Greek floral background design. I was so happy with the final design. Even though it was tough to cut out the designs, it was all so worth it!💖

2 - Our next assignment was to draw our route from Home to AOD and we had to draw out 4 - 5 land marks as well. It was a pretty simple assignment. Short and sweet. (Had to mark the route in a way that no one would be able to stalk me all the way back to my house haha 👁️👄👁️💧)

3 - For our last submission we had to bring an object that held a special place in our hearts, present the object and the memory we recall by seeing it and then we had to write it down. I brought a holy coin that belonged to my grandparents. Then got it on one of their pilgrimage tours in Europe. Looking at that Coin reminds me of all the time I spent with them before they both passed away. They were both precious to me. Therefore, I thought it would be perfect to talk about them❤️

After our submissions on Friday, we were requested to arrange the class for a small exhibition where are submissions would be exhibited for anyone to see.

This are a couple of pictures of how we arranged everything!

The exhibition was unexpected but went along well. After the exhibition the lectures asked for our feedback on this week’s work and that was it. This is the end of Week 3!

Hope you look forward for what’s in store in week 4! Sayonara~✨🏃‍♀️

[ameliasbitvh]

MANNERS ; J.P.

a/n : you guys i couldnt post it the first time so i just decided to redo the post & shit but i’m lazy so it felt like a real chore 💔 anyways! happy birthday to my old man james potter <33 ik i usually write sun!james so this is a lil different from the usual 🙏 (also i’m not adding in links & tags rn bc i’m scared i’ll lose this draft so like i rather not risk it and add them in later 😁).

library account 📚; @ameliasbitvhlibrary

summary : james has had his eyes on you for awhile now but you being his best friends daughter and him having a wife & child obviously restrained him. but on his birthday, there you were, at his birthday party. your pretty thighs on display, glistening as the sun hit them. your skirt flowed behind you, revealing your ass and white laced panties for a moment. fuck, he thought. he knew it was wrong to think about his best friends daughter this way. but how could he not? you were gorgeous, absolutely mesmerizing. he didn’t know if he wanted to fuck your pretty brain dumb or hold you in his arms to protect you from the big and bad people out there. himself. ( READER IS OF AGE )

wc : 2.8k (2827)

warning(s) : reader calls james “uncle james” in the beginning 💀 dacryphillia, crying, crybaby!reader if you squint, smut, daddy kink, innocence kink, breeding kink mentioned, oral sex (f & m receiving), brat!reader, jealous!james, dads bsf!james, dilf!james, james is married & has a kid, cheating, and some cringe parts i should’ve left out LMAO

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED !!!

there you were, at his birthday party. your pretty thighs on display, glistening as the sun hit them. your skirt flowed behind you, revealing your ass and white laced panties for a moment. fuck, he thought. he knew it was wrong to think about his best friends daughter this way. but how could he not? you were gorgeous, absolutely mesmerizing. he didn’t know if he wanted to fuck your pretty brain dumb or hold you in his arms to protect you from the big and bad people out there. himself.

he wanted to protect you from himself, because god wouldn’t even know what he’d do if he got his hands on you and you let him. fuck, he didn’t even know.

slowly, his eyes traveled up your body. your back faced him as you picked up a toy that had fallen in the grass, his eyes glued to your ass. picking yourself up, you gave it back to the little girl who dropped it. james’s little girl, his daughter.

oh yeah, he has a daughter and a wife.

you granted her with a smile and kiss on the cheek, the man's heart warmed at that. a small smile rested upon his lips.

james knew having a wife and child was even worse, but he couldn’t stop himself from the filthy thoughts flooding his mind. it was like a tsunami coming down on him and he relished in it, letting the salty water decorate his skin, he glistened in the dark. he took advantage of every moment he had with you. either it was a gentle touch on the shoulder or tucking your hair behind your ear. he did it all. he craved you, fucking needed you.

“hey, y/n!” he heard a voice shout, a male voice. his head immediately snapped towards the direction of a young man, maybe around eighteen to twenty. around your age.

he saw you smile at the imbecile, fucking smile. “hi, jason. what are you doing here?” you replied, opening your arms to welcome him with a hug.

yeah, what the fuck was he doing here. james thought agreeing with you. the fury in him only rising as he saw you embrace him, jason’s hands way too far down for his liking; right above your ass.

of anyone’s hand were to be there, it’d be his.

james had wanted you for the longest time, and he was disgusted by it. he had watched you grow up, from a little girl to an adult. you were his best friends daughter, god he was filthy. he had a wife, a child. but something, something about all these things made him want you even more. you were the forbidden fruit that he took a bite of. he just wanted a taste. just so fucking bad.

just as you and jason were about to continue talking, you heard a voice. a cold, deep, alluring voice call out to you. the same voice that sent chills down your spine, the voice that you thought of when you got yourself off, the voice that you heard spewing dirty words and phrases from his filthy mouth when your hand was down rubbing your clit. you felt like a slut, an actual slut for wanting him. a married man. a father. your dads best friend.

you knew it seemed insane, but sometimes you feel like his eyes are on you. watching your every move, and you would be lying if you said it doesn’t make you feel cautious. careful that you short skirt wouldn’t lift up too high, you didn’t bend too low, or your top didn’t rise up, showing your bare stomach. but you wanted him to see it, all of it. tell you how pretty you were, how pretty you looked full of his cum, or maybe just how pretty you were, his dirty little secret.

“y/n!” james called your name out again, snapping you out of your embarrassingly erotic daydream.

“i — um — yes, uncle james?”

“c’mere for a quick sec, doll.” he beckoned you over, his legs man spread on the chair he sat in.

you nodded your head yes, he loved how obedient you were. quickly you scrambled to him. standing in front of him your fingers fidgeted with the edge of your skirt. you swore to merlin he was looking at your thighs for a moment. clearing his throat, he got up from his chair and looked you straight in the eyes. your cheeks flushed, you felt your stomach churning. your lips pursed together. “so, who is he?” his voice was liquid smoothe, yet crisp and sharp. “oh — jason? he’s a friend.” you mumbled, your eyes looking anywhere but him.

“when i ask you a question, speak up and look at me, baby.” he said softly, so fucking soft unlike the hard in his pants. his fingers found your chin and tilted it up, your eyes stared into his. his blue eyes, always so mesmerizing, you could get lost in them for a million years and yet you’d want more time.

he felt the same about yours.

“y — yes.” he was always so assertive and demanding, maybe that’s what drew you into him. well, ever since you were fifteen, you thought he was quite attractive. but you also thought any guy older than you was hot. you had a type, what can you say?

“so tell me, who is he and what is he doing here.”

“i’m so sorry, uncle james! he’s just a friend, i didn't know he would come. he asked me where i was and i told him i was here and then he just…came?”

“mhm, tell him to leave then.” he demanded.

“wh — what, why?” you questioned, your eyebrows immediately furrowing, a frown on your pretty lips, forming a pout. a pout that he longed to kiss away.

“because, if you’ve forgotten, sweetheart: it’s my birthday and i get anything i want, i wish for him to be gone.” and for you to be in my bed tonight.

he smirked. his fingers leaving your chin making your frown deepen until his fingers caressed your jaw, moving up to tuck your hair behind your ears. this man wanted you to die, you just knew it. your cheeks grew hot and merlin, you hope he didn’t notice it.

“i’ll tell him — tell him to leave.” you sputtered out, your teeth bawling on your bottom lip.

“atta girl.” he praised you and sat back down, man spread. heat flowed through your body down into your core and you clenched your thighs for a moment, a moment too slow because he saw you. he fucking saw you close your legs together to try and get rid of the ache in your core. he knew it and you knew it.

his eyes trailed from your calves to right where you needed him to be. where you wanted him deeply buried in you.

you swallowed the lump in your throat, you were embarrassed.

shit, james thought. there was no fucking way that you just — something inside him, something ruthless, shameless, filthy, dirty and savage erupted. he knew where he was looking wasn’t for a man like him, but fuck it was right there. and he wasn’t letting this opportunity slip away from his grasp like that.

“forget the boy, let’s go inside to have a talk.”

following him, you both entered the comfort of his home. it wasn’t too big nor too small, it was perfect. a home you would want in the near future, with a man.

james hoped that man was him.

he led you up the stairs into his bedroom, the bed both he and lily slept on.

once he closed the door shut and locked it, he saw the look in your eyes. you were in shock, adrenaline pacing back and forth, it took everything in you to not pounce on him. fuck you needed him so bad and he barely even touched you, yet. pathetic.

your eyes screamed, fuck me! to him.

“look at you,” he cooed, his hand reaching out for your face and you nuzzled into it.

“prettiest little thing i’ve seen.” his thumb drawer out and dipped into your mouth. you gasped feeling it in your mouth, innocence, pure fucking innocence coating your eyes as you slowly began to bob your head up and down. your tongue swirling around his thumb. the things you could do, things you could do to him. he could’ve came just looking at you suck his finger like a dumb whore.

but then you remembered why you both came up here, pulling away from his thumb, “what did we need to talk about, daddy?”a pout decorated your face.

“we need to talk about that little boy who’s been following you around, hun. tell me, do you want him?” he asked, his hand then trailing up and down your leg, getting dangerously close to your sex. you felt the bundle of tingles inside erupting, you needed him so bad.

“want him like how? like how i want you? like how i want your cock inside me, like how i want you to fuck me?” you teased him, pushing him into the bed. someone was feeling bold today. usually, you’d never do this, obviously, but you couldn’t let him go like that. you threw your legs over him, now straddling him, your hips rocked slowly. his hands came up and gave your ass a tight squeeze and a slap. “no teasing, sweetheart.”

his strong hands then gripped your waist, drilling you down onto his hard cock. you moaned, head thrown back feeling his sex against yours. whimpers falling from your lips as he bucked his hips up.

you felt that churning in your core again, you were about to snap and let loose. and he had barely done anything to you.

“‘m getting close. s’close, james!” you cried, your arms wrapping around his neck and in response he captured his lips in yours. fuck, you finally got a taste of him and you couldn’t hold back, neither could he.

he immediately flipped you both over. his clothed sex thrusting against yours.

your arms were still latched to him, his hands on your hips, bucking them up to his, bringing you closer to the edge.

“please, can i cum!” you sobbed, tears streaming from your face and this was all from dry humping.

“yes, baby. such a needy thing, barely touched you and you’re a little crying mess.”

letting go, the coil snapped and you writhed beneath him. your legs jerked up and a cry let your lips, he relished in the pretty noises you made. an animalistic growl ripped from his throat and he buried his lips into your neck, immediately nipping and sucking; finding your sweet spot.

his lips traveled, but stopped at the fabric of your shirt. “can i take it off, bun?” you nodded your head eagerly in response, your mind still foggy from your recent orgasm.

he unveiled your soft skin, he watched the shirt slide up revealing your tummy to the delicate skin of your breasts covered by your white laced bra. immediately his face dove into your breast and planted hot kisses on it. “so pretty, love.” he praised and your back arched, bringing your breast closer to him. “want to taste them so bad.” he murmured more to himself,

his hand crawled behind your back and unclipped the restraining bra.

peeling it off, your nipples peaked feeling the cool air surround it quickly. “you’re my birthday gift, aren't you? all mine, not his. mine.” he smirked, his lips quickly attacking your nipples. your mouth opened in an “O” shape feeling his skilled tongue on you. “taste so sweet,” he mumbled.

“all f’you, james! please want y’to use me, wanna be y’good girl!” you pleaded, a pout on your lips, finally one that he could kiss away. pulling from your breast, his lips melted onto yours, the fit perfectly together, molding together.

his hands tracked down your body, finding your skirts zipper, he unzipped it: revealing your hot skin.

you began tugging at his button up shirt, that’s when he realized you were only in your panties, while he was fully clothed. “tut, tut, tut, baby. want daddy’s clothes off, gotta ask first. mhm?”

you nodded your head and asked, “can i take your clothes off, daddy?”

he gave you a nod and your hands quickly nimbled with the buttons and took his shirt off; revealing his toned body, your hands caressed from his chest down to his strong v line. a smirk graced his damned good looking face and his hands played with the waist band of your panties. “white laced panties, baby? so pretty on you, but i wanna see something even prettier.”

planting kisses from your breast down to your inner thighs he placed a kiss on your clothes core, his nose nuzzling into your clit. he inhaled you, so fucking intoxicating. his tongue teased your hot cunt, he licked and lapped and you could barely feel it through your panties. “so wet, so fucking wet and for me. i feel selfish for keeping you to myself.” (a sequel? 🙈)

he peeled your underwear off your hot and sticky skin. finally, fucking finally. he thought as he saw your cunt, “fuck, sweetheart — so — fucking…beautiful.” he said in between the kisses he gave your sex, you whined, your body twisting a bit, feeling all the butterflies in your stomach soaring through the roof.

suddenly his tongue dived into your pussy, immediately your back arched as a cry left your lips. “shh, i know, i know, princess.” he groaned against you. he needed you quiet, he didn’t need his wife to come up here and find him eating out his best friend's daughter.

now wasn’t the fucking time to be disobedient but you couldn’t hold back all the pleasure spiraling through your body. a loud cry, maybe even a scream ripped from your throat. in a blink of an eye the tongue against you stopped it’s movement and a slap was delivered to your breast. you whimpered from lost of pleasure and the burn in your breast. “what did i say, toots? you need to be fucking quiet, don’t need no one finding us.”

your eyebrows furrowed. “what if i want someone to find us? huh? what’re you gonna do about it? tell my dad?” you laughed, teasing you opened your legs wider and lifted a leg up, giving him a better view.

getting off his knees, his tongue rolled against his cheek, you could tell he was fuming. he grabbed your jaw, his grip was fucking strong. his other hand fell to his buckle and immediately unbuckled it, his pants falling to his ankles. quickly, he took his pants and boxers off. his tip leaking with precum slapped his defined abdomen, all those years of quidditch really paid off didn't it.

his hard fucking cock was right in front of you and holy shit…it was bigger than you thought. how could a dick be that big —

“you wanna be a fucking brat? hmm? i’ll give you something to suck on so you can shut the fuck up.” his hands grabbed the back of your head, gripping on your hair and pushed you onto your knees. he slammed your mouth against his cock. his dick quickly slid into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, you immediately gag and tears fill your eyes. your mascara smeared against your delicate eyes.

“yeah? try to fucking talk back to me like a bitch, ima treat you like one.”

your head cocked back and forth, your tongue swirled against his tip and your hand pumped the rest of his shaft that you couldn’t take.

he gripped your hair even tighter and began to thrust, fucking your mouth with all his might. tears streamed down your face.

you looked up at him, giving him your best good girl eyes. “keep looking at me like that and im gonna cum — fuck, you stupid bitch. i’m not gonna be able to fuck you if you keep doing that.”

i guess all those times you practiced giving head on a popsicle worked out after all.

you didn’t care, you wanted him to cum: in your mouth, in your cunt, on your stomach, back, or hand.

almost about to come undone he pulls away from your warm mouth and you whine at the list of him.

immediately he man handles you and tosses you onto the bed, his hand grabbing your throat, giving it a tight squeeze closing your air way. a dumb smile graced your face, only a slut was stupid enough to do that. your body squirmed under his, his lips came close to your ears. “you never fucking listen, do you?”

backing away from his former position, his hand still on your throat. “guess i gotta fuck some manners into you.”

[darkherolovercroissant]

What Lies Beneath

Library 📚

Simon Ghost Riley

Warnings: Mentions of angst, fluff. Ghost being the best dad. I had to jump on Dad Ghost trope.

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Simon Riley, a man that’s been through a lot in his life. A man that has been to the darkest part of his mind, yet still is more level headed than most. A man that has been alone for so long that when he finally had someone, he believed it would be some stupid dream and often panicked if you weren’t in bed when he woke up.

Simon was many things, more bad than good, but you still loved him. He couldn’t believe his luck that life had given him something to love and love him back. That was all he wanted, he accepted that you would be all he would have in life. However he wasn’t expecting to come home from a mission to learn he was gonna have a baby joining the little family soon.

You two were polar opposites and that’s why you meshed well. You were the calm and loving one, while Simon was the aggressive and headstrong one. You were peacefully sleeping for once as you entered the eight month of pregnancy, while Simon was wide awake. His hand rubbing your stomach as your baby started kicking. He felt it and for the first time since you two got married, he smiled. His little baby kicked again and he swore the whole world finally started spinning his way for once.

With every traumatic thing he’s witnessed, Simon was unfazed with you giving birth. He allowed you to squeeze the hell out of his hand. When you both heard those little cries, you both relaxed and Simon kissed your head before checking up on the baby.

“Congrats, it’s a boy.” The doctor says

Flash forward to a year later and a very sleepy baby Riley cuddled up in his fathers arms as Simon went towards his crib. Placing the little boy down, he had then joined you in bed and almost crashed for the night. Not before rubbing his hand on your growing baby bump. He was excited to welcome a new baby into the small family.

———

The Riley boys were the scariest part of coming home. You never knew where those three could be and you wouldn’t until they attacked.

Simon would tell them to attack and your 5 and 4 year old would attack you while Simon would “finish you off” before they ran off and set up again. They were trouble, but you loved your boys so much.

Simon crawled into bed that night with a smirk on his face as he pulled you closer.

“I want another.” He smirks

“Oh for crying out loud. You trying to increase your army?” You tease as his hands start removing your clothing.

“I was thinking on trying for a little girl. Maybe give the boys a run for their money.”

“We both know you’ll find a way to capture our daughters heart. I’m outnumbered in this house” you were laughing as his lips leave marks on your neck.

“I’m not complaining.” Simon shrugs smugly.

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“So you can tie fancy knots, but you can’t braid your daughters hair?” You short as your little girl comes into the dining area with messy hair.

“I tried. She won’t sit still” Simon shrugs

“Mommy, can you fix it?” She asks and you just snort again before fixing her hair.

She is cuddled up in her fathers jumper as she lays on his chest while he’s watching a movie that she asked him to watch with her. His babies were his pride and joy. He never thought he would have something like this, but he’s glad he’s finally got it.

His family is his source of happiness and security. He would fight anyone who dare hurt his family. He was in shit with you when he gave his daughter a knife to teach the kid who yanked her pigtails a “lesson”. His baby girl giggled and ran off to put it in her backpack when you caught her.

Simon was in shit, but he didn’t care. He even voluntarily dropped the kids off at school and then had a ‘talk’ with the boy. Needless to say, the boy was told that if he touched his little girl again, he would live to regret it.

So now you had a husband that threatened children….no shortage of interesting topics for tea time with others.

And now he sat in a helicopter with his heart beating as he was finally going home after weeks away for some mission. His exterior was cold and unwelcoming, but on the inside he was smiling and wanting to get home as fast as he could.

It just goes to show that the true meaning of everything is what lies beneath.

[afeelgoodblog]

#036 - The Best News of Last Week - April 18, 2022

📚 - Now I really wanna start a "Banned Books Club"

1. Pink Floyd have reunited to record their first new material in 28 years, a protest song against the Ukraine war.

David Gilmour said the song was a show of "anger at a superpower invading a peaceful nation"

Hey Hey, Rise Up! features David Gilmour and Nick Mason alongside long-time Floyd bassist Guy Pratt and Nitin Sawhney on keyboards. But the song is built around a spine-tingling refrain from Ukrainian singer Andriy Khlyvnyuk of the band Boombox.

2. Major solar breakthrough means energy can be stored for up to 18 years

Dr Kasper Moth-Poulson and his team have found a novel way to store solar energy. In 2017, scientists at a Swedish university created an energy system that makes it possible to capture and store solar energy for up to 18 years, releasing it as heat when needed.

Now the researchers have succeeded in getting the system to produce electricity by connecting it to a thermoelectric generator. Though still in its early stages, the concept developed at Chalmers University of Technology in Gothenberg could pave the way for self-charging electronics that use stored solar energy on demand.

3. Homeless 17 Year Old Living Under Bridge Who Surrendered 4 Month Old Puppy So It Would Be Taken Care Of Reunited With Dog

A homeless teen who surrendered his dog to a Mississippi animal shelter because he couldn’t care for her has been reunited with his dog. We’re told the teenager has a place to stay now and was scheduled to reclaim Jada and take her to their new home Friday.

“He left Jada there with a bag of dog food.” - This broke me. He's homeless, doesn't even have a tent anymore, and he still has dog food.

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4. Book banning efforts are inspiring readers to form banned book clubs

Book banning -- or at least, book banning attempts -- appears to be having a resurgence. The American Library Association recorded 729 challenges to library, school and university materials and services in 2021, the most since the organization began tracking those attempts in 2000.

And while attempts to remove those books from library shelves or classrooms haven't all been successful, the efforts themselves have garnered interest in banned books from readers across the country.

That was the impetus for the Banned Books Book Club. Nicole Cardoza, the company's founder and CEO, said that young readers had increasingly been asking for resources on how they might engage with books being targeted for removal.

"This conservative pushback is actually generating a lot of interest in books that might not be something the average student is being exposed to otherwise," she said.

5. Wildflower believed to be extinct for 40 years spotted in Ecuador

A South American wildflower long believed to be extinct has been rediscovered.

Gasteranthus extinctus was found by biologists in the foothills of the Andes mountains and in remnant patches of forest in the Centinela region of Ecuador, almost 40 years after its last sighting.

Extensive deforestation in western Ecuador during the late 20th century led to the presumed extinction of a number of plant species, including Gasteranthus extinctus – the reason scientists gave it that name.

6. Wildlife Sanctuaries Welcome Lions, Tigers Rescued From Circuses

Four Bengal tigers and four lions have been rescued, after much of their lives were spent in circuses and tight living quarters, as part of two rescue operations. They will now live in wildlife sanctuaries in South Africa.

In the case of the tigers, two of the Bengal tigers had been part of a circus, but the traveling circus operators asked a local farmer in San Luis, Argentina to watch after the animals temporarily. But the circus never returned. The tigers later had two cubs, and the big cats spent over 4 years together in a metal train carriage.

7. ‘Historic’: global climate plans can now keep heating below 2C, study shows

For the first time the world is in a position to limit global heating to under 2C, according to the first in-depth analysis of the net zero pledges made by nations at the UN Cop26 climate summit in December.

Before these pledges it was more than likely that at the peak of the climate crisis there would be a temperature rise above 2C, bringing more severe impacts for billions of people. Now it is more likely that the peak temperature rise will be about 1.9C.

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[zablife]

Dear Lee, once more congratulations on your milestone. I love the variety and creativity in your celebration and I can't wait to participate.

📚First of all, I'd like to announce a book return, but I have brush up on some old knowledge because I want to do it justice but the title stands: "Aristos Achaiōn" and I hope you will like it.

☎️ at the reference desk, I'd ask for what subjects you'd think each of the Shelbys would have studied at University

Then I'd also like to register for a library card, but I'll leave it to you if you want to give me one now or when I publish my story

✨🤍

Tysm for the ask, Val! I loved writing these! I hope you enjoy reading them! I look forward to your submission as well! I'll probably issue your library card then since I'm still thinking about your tag.

What the Shelby Siblings Study at Uni

Arthur never cared for school and was never there. When he was present, he only drew pictures of horses. It wasn’t possible for him to go to university as he never sat for his exams. When the time came, he decided to go to trade school instead and opened a successful garage.

Tommy attended one of the best universities money could buy on scholarship. He’d always been good at maths so it made sense that he would go into business or accounting. However, once he was at school, his classes couldn’t hold his attention. He was far too ambitious. He didn’t understand why he should be stuck in a lecture hall when there was money to be made so he left after a year and began a company of his own. 

John never gave university much thought until Esme wanted to go. She wanted to become a veterinarian and studied hard to make her dream a reality. One day out of boredom, John picked up one of her textbooks and began reading. “Esme, you’re going to have to put your whole arm up a cow’s….”

“Give me back my bloody book,” she interrupted as he laughed.  However, after his laughter subsided, John began asking her serious questions and night after night they discussed her studies. John entered school the next semester with her and they eventually opened a clinic together on a large farm. 

Ada knew she wanted to study political science from the time she met Freddie. Much like John, her partner encouraged her in her studies. “You’re brilliant mind is going to change the world, love,” he would often tell her. She was the darling of all her professors even though she argued with them vigorously in class. After one particularly long session, a professor convinced her to join the debate team and she became a legend at her university, winning every tournament she entered. 

Finn is much like Tommy when it comes to school, never going to class. However, he wastes the Shelby family money in doing so and never works to pay them back. He is reluctant to work, claiming nothing suits him. The reality is, he is lazy and wants to spend his days in the gym with Isiah and Bonnie and his nights out in pubs drinking and finding pretty girls. Ada tries to get through to him, but it’s Tommy and Polly who end up threatening to cut off his allowance for good if he doesn’t work full time for the Shelby Co. Limited. He’s really nothing more than a glorified errand boy though.

[princessmisery666]

July 2021 - Fic Recs Master List

Please heed all the warnings on the individual fics. I am not responsible for what you choose read.

I challenge everyone who sees this to read and Reblog one fic from the list 🤩🥳 tag me if you do

📚 Sam Wilson

Here We Go Again - @xbuchananbarnes - Prompt: This Love by Camilla Cabello

📚 Frank Castle

All's Fair - @wonder-cole - Gif drabble with a flirty Frank.

📚 Steve Rogers

The Shadow at My Window - @cockslut-padalecki - Y/N is forever losing things, and when she misplaces her purse one day, it’s down to Steve to return it to her.

📚 Clark Kent

Stubble - @the-wrong-providence - Fluff | Long-term relationship | Mentions of smut | Bad writing

📚 Bucky Barnes

The Right Partner - @tarithenurse - This beautiful piece of music (“Ghost of You”) by Caro Emerald got me to write a little something about Bucky Barnes that can be either from reader’s or Steve’s perspective for when they are apart.

The Lost Converse - @firefly-in-darkness - Last nights party was a bit of a mad one, what do you do when you wake up in someone else’s bed?

Yes Ma'am - @sidepartskinnyjeans - Bucky Barnes has a thing for a girl in stockings, for a specific girl in stockings. And don't you know it. Tony is a meddling shit.

Shreds - @xxindiglow - Bucky's ex-gf goes to collect her things after a breakup wearing a skimpy outfit and deliciousness ensues.

Safe - @gogolucky13 - Bucky is out for a late night walk when you’re in need of saving.

Demon Bucky x Reader - @angrythingstarlight - I've been thinking about a priest trying to "save" the reader from Demon Bucky, only to fail miserably and gets forced to watch Bucky fuck the reader in his own church.

In My Dreams - @river-soul-library - Every night Bucky dreams about chasing you through the forest

📚 Erik Stevens/Kilmonger

The Dot Of A Leopard - @tarithenurse - Do a killmonger X reader fic please!!!

📚 Chris Evans

You and Me - @jamielea81 - Mostly fluff. Talk of trying to conceive.

Who On Earth Could Say No To That Face?! - @xxindiglow - I’ve had this fluffy/cute little blurb about Chris & Dodger that keeps popping up into my head.

📚 Sam Winchester

Riding Crop - @rockhoochie - Sam Winchester, in the Bunker Dungeon, with a riding crop.

Awakening - @b3autyfuldisast3r - Reader helps Sam get his soul back with the help of some physical persuasion

The (almost) Perfect Crime (ch.1) - @1000roughdrafts - SPN AU Sam is a shaddy lawyer.

Seriously - @capsheadquaters - “How is my wife/girlfriend more badass than me?!” / “Sorry isn’t going to help when I kick your ass!” / “Stop being so dam cute” / “What are you¦ five?!”

Soft Spot - @winchest09 - When you and the Winchesters are out on a case, it comes as no surprise that you and Sam clash over your theories of what you could be hunting. A clash that ends in something unexpected.

Gum - @watermelonlipstick - You help Sam get gum out of his hair.

A Hospitable Birthday - @calaofnoldor - It’s your birthday and you’re stranded at the hospital. Good thing your boyfriend’s a total dreamboat.

Hidden Heart - @idreamofplaid - Sam has been hiding how he feels about the reader. Finally, his emotions erupt.

Stripped - @pinknerdpanda - This is my offering for Smut Appreciation Day. I was wanting to write more sam x reader x dean, but didn’t have any inspiration, until I ran across this post x.

Guilt - @there-must-be-a-lock - With my remaining 5% battery, may I pls request a Dean/Sam/reader threesome but one of them is remote in some way (left a note/on the phone/gave instructions).

The T-Shirt - Part 2 - Part 3 - @lipstickandwhiskey-blog - Sometimes a t-shirt isn’t just a t-shirt.

📚 Dean Winchester

United Front - @justagirlinafandomworld - You and Dean set Sam up. Your intentions…purely selfless.

Dean's Jeans - @watermelonlipstick - A late summer afternoon on your cul-de-sac with Dean, Sam, your daughters, and their cousin DJ.

Heaven On Earth - @firefly-in-darkness - You finally get to spend time with Dean, all to yourself.

Money From Pie - @deanwanddamons - Gif drabble

Heard, Seen, Believed // Heard: Cursed & Blind // @stusbunker - After a messy witch hunt, you call your roommate desperate for some help with the aftermath. Everything changes between you.-

Put On A Show - @justagirlinafandomworld - Song Prompt: Circus by Britney Spears

📚 Ketch

Ketch-22 - @idabbleincrazy - Beka gets cursed on a hunt and the cure is not something she’d ever thought she’d have to do.

[garfieldsladybird]

hi garfield!!! i was wondering if i could get 📚 library; i’ve maxed out my book limit • so ill tell you who would be your lover, best friend, and enemy/rival!! — send in a description about yourself; personality, appearance too if you'd like, gender preference & fandom.

personality: i’m a very sarcastic person, i’m kinda mean but only if we’re friends or you’re rude to me. to strangers i’m pretty nice and stuff. i’m a very funny person even w/o meaning to and i’m very loyal. i have a lot of negative traits tho including anger issues, bottling up my feelings, and being quite judgmental even if i don’t voice my judgements.

looks: i’m 5’6-5’7, i currently have bleach blonde hair but i’m dying it orangey-brown soon, it’s very shaggy and dead :,). i’m kinda tan but not super. i have freckles and moles on my face and arms. i have hazel eyes and a heart shaped face :)

i’m agender and use they/he prns, my gender preference is male and if you could i’d like stranger things and hp (but if just one then stranger things please<3)

i hope all that’s enough!!! have a good day/night :)

okay sorry if I get any of the details of Stranger Things wrong because I’m not super into it yet ;) you never said if you wanted The fruity four or the party..  I gave you the party, it just felt right :))

mike wheeler; he’s kind of a dick so if you were a dick back to him maybe he would like that. by dick I mean sarcastic. but yeah.  but ngl he seems like he has a lot of problems, like you said you have anger issues and I feel like he has anger issues too so i feel like you would go at each other… now I feel like you and Dustin would have a lot of fun <3 just being sarcastic the whole time ;) I feel like you both would raise dart together <3 (was that his name?) same with Will, he seems like a more comforting friend so I feel like he would help with the feelings and just talking about it instead of getting mad about it. I feel like Lucas would be mean back too but would also be playing with you yk yeha

you’re nice to strangers; when eleven came to Hawkins, you most likely welcomed her in ‘cause like she was in pouring rain in a big shirt so you now have your first girl best friend and then moving onwards when Max comes to hawkins, and her and eleven became friends, it was eleven’s mission to make you two become friends!! once she introduced you two, she put her hands on both of your shoulders like in a side hug and said, “friends!” nodding her head with her beautiful big smile while you 'nd max just said, “yeah, sure.” shrugging into the side hug, then all three of you went to the mall <3

I really don’t know about the fruity for though :) i’m kind of set on the party with you.. if you want the fruity four tell me what you doing your free time? ;) i just don’t know. like I don’t know who would you love in the party so yeha. maybe you have a little crush on Steve 😭

I don’t feel like you would have a rival… except for venca but like a person that hates you.? no one could hate you. maybe what’s up bitches name in season four release she was bullying El… idfk I don’t need to know her name.. maybe she would hate you bc you fucked her up yeah!! ;DDDD

okay now hp :)) yeahhh you didn’t choose marauders or golden era 😭 i’m sorry I should’ve stated this in the post, im choosing which one I think you would be the best in <33

I feel like you would be best friends with Lily!! oh yeahhh, but then you would grow very close with Marlene once you met her, similar personalities I feel like ;) I feel like Alice & Mary are great with like feelings and so it lily, I feel like Lily would know how to deal with your anger issues or when you get mad or something. if you were to say something maybe judgmental I feel like Lily would scold you on that and also school you school you on that, like if you’re unknowing of something maybe.. I feel like she would also help you grow from your negative traits like if you were to pointed out to her or she was just seeing that you were acting different. somehow.

Remus lupin. just yes! you give me sirius vibes ngl. I feel like you and Sirius would be best friends too, and slowly build into something more. BUT. you and Remus were also close too and yeha, you were building closer with him your friendship with Sirius was becoming something else. and then you got with Remus right.. Sirius is still very flirty to both of you and he was the biggest shipper EVER!!! and then since you and Remus were already together you guys like talked and since Sirius was into both of you you then talk to him and I don’t know if you like into poly relationships but I feel like you three together would be good!! <33 

enemy um except for Voldemort I do not know…

also thank you && goodnight <33

[mara-xx217]

Howdy! Would it be alright to request something with Max and a survivor who was an author before they were taken by the Entity? My heart just melts at the idea of reading stories to the sweet chainsaw lad 📚✨

Aww this is exactly what our boy needs 🥰 I will NEVER stop writing Max fluff!

This is kinda funny, but I used a personal childhood book for this one. It's called: Richard Scarry's Best Story Book Ever. It was my mom and her siblings' before it was mine, and I have a lot of fond memories of this book, so it seemed right to use, lol

“You want me to read to you?”

Max’s ears burned at hearing you repeat his request. As embarrassing as it was, he could barely read and write. His parents never really taught him, and his TV could only teach him so much… He shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact out of pure shame. Max wouldn’t blame you if you started to laugh at him, or ridicule him or- He sighs, hanging his head. Just as he was about to rescind his request, you shuffled closer, smiling softly.

“I’d love to, Max!” His head snapped in your direction. There wasn’t a trace of annoyance or disappointment on your features. You simply smiled at him, gently beckoning him to follow. He does so without complaint, secretly relieved that you weren’t angry with him for asking you to do something so ridiculous.

There was a single bookshelf remaining in his old home that was relatively intact, and in the short time that you’ve entered his life, it’s now almost overflowing with books and loose, handwritten manuscripts that you’ve made yourself. Even if he couldn't read most of it, Max was thoroughly impressed that you’ve put so much time into creating something. He wished he was able to read what you’ve written…

“Okay, sweetie… Let’s see, here…” You hummed to yourself as you skimmed your limited collection. There wasn’t much to choose from, but you couldn’t complain much. Max was ridiculously easy to please, and you could probably make something up on the spot, and he’d be overjoyed by simply spending time with you. It saddened you that he was so starved for such simple affection, but that was why you made sure to shower him with as much love and positive reinforcement as you possibly could. God knows he needs it…

“Is there anything you want me to read? Or-?” Max awkwardly shifts foot to foot, worrying the insides of his pockets. He always gets anxious asking you to do things for him, and it’s usually up to you to continue whatever it was that he was wanting to do. Slowly but surely, he’s been gaining more and more confidence in himself, but sometimes he’s still too self-conscious to elaborate. Pausing for a moment, you take another quick glance at your limited library. Well, we certainly don’t have much to choose from but…- Ah!

An old, tattered spine caught your eye. You recognized it. It was one of your favorite childhood books that you didn’t have the heart to let go. Even though it’s practically falling apart, it’s still in good enough shape to be read, and since you were teaching Max to read…

“Here, what about this one? It used to be my mom’s before she gave it to me. What do you think?” You carefully remove the book and hold it up for him to see. His eyes immediately light up. It wasn’t the first time you’ve read it to him, but he always seems to enjoy it. It was a relatively simple read, and has helped him immensely with his reading. He gives you a lopsided grin, bouncing on the balls of his feet. You chuckle and smile as you follow him to the living room, taking your place on the couch as he all but crawls into your lap, resting his head on your shoulder as you open the book.

There were so many different stories to choose from. A garden variety of Mother Goose tales, little quips teaching young ones things like colours, the months of the year, different kinds of clothes, and many, many different one-off stories, all of which have colourful pictures accompanying them. It may be a bit simple, but it wasn’t babyish. Even if it was, as long as Max enjoys it, you couldn’t care less. Seeing him this happy, this relaxed, all curled against you..?

He lays his head on your chest and wraps his arms around you, while you loop a single arm around his shoulder, absentmindedly rubbing his back as you read a story about a little mouse and his equally little house.

You’ve never had much, and you had even less when the Entity stole you away, but right here, right now? You had everything you needed: a little house, a partner that loved you more than anything in the world, and all the time in the world to spend with him, helping him better himself while learning a thing or two about yourself along the way. You rested your cheek on the top of his head. Yeah, you had everything you needed, and then some.

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[rukia-writes]

Teacher! Eren K. X naughty student! (Fem) reader

Setting: modern au

Warnings: teacher/student dynamic, 18+, no minors

A/N: I’ve never done a naughty/bad reader ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ so this should be fun ✨

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Late again.

College life was filled students from all walks of life. Some good and some were bad.

Eren Kruger currently was teaching to his fairly large class about history until his famous student came in late going on a month straight, despite him warning her not to show up late to class anymore.

(Name) was actually great student academically she just wasn’t for all the rules and would do whatever she saw fit and if coming in late was what she decided to do then that was going to happen. Unfortunately, for Kruger he didn’t have time to scold her at the moment as he looked at the time and had to give his history students a history test.

Sitting down in her usual spot the rebellious student talked with her friend until Kruger told everyone to be silent as he passed out test papers, rather he asked his favorite student to pass out the papers while he finished up some paper work.

(Name) and Kruger’s favorite student didn’t exactly get along as she was the complete opposite of her in personality, a goody two shoes down to the bone and while she was very pretty (Name) was actually considered prettier by her peers.

Once class was over the students left for their next classes or went to go study in the college library, (Name) and her friend decided on going to the cafeteria.

“Ms. (Last Name), I need to talk to you for a second.”

(Name) grimaced as though she was agony as her history teacher called for her just as she and her friend were going to the cafeteria, almost like he planned it. Turning around the rebellious college student smiled the best she could while avoiding Kruger’s intimidating gaze.

“Can it wait-“

“It won’t take long, and then you can go back to doing whatever it is you need to do.”

Sighing (Name) waved bye to her friend and told her she would meet up with her later. Once everyone was gone (Name) walked up to her teachers desk with a smug smile on her face, a smile that just made Kruger roll his eyes.

“You do realize you been late for my class for 30 days, right? This is really unacceptable.”

“The line at the coffee shop was really long.”

The smug smile (Name) had on her face only grew when she heard her history teacher say “Coffee?!”With a look of disbelief of what he just he heard. Sighing in frustration the tall and handsome teacher rubbed the back of his neck and then flicked his troublesome student on the nose startling her a bit as she covered her nose with her hands, a bit surprised her teacher actually flicked her on the nose.

“I suggest you make your own coffee from now on. If you’re late for my class again it won’t be good. You’re such a good student you just need to arrive to class on time.”

“You just flicked me on the nose! I bet you don’t flick Ms. goody two shoes.”

“…Goody two shoes?”

“Yeah, your little pet.”

In all honesty, Kruger had no idea who (Name) was referring to until he thought he heard the word “pet”.

“She’s not my pet, she just a good student. Maybe you should take a page from her book.”

“Sure, whatever. Can I go now?”

“Watch it (Last Name).”

Kruger really didn’t like that tone she used with him as he gave her a glare that made a shiver go up her back and made her get excited in a certain body part, but played it off the best she could and once she left his classroom and found a private spot behind the stairs she let out a little moan while covering her mouth with her hands as she sat down on the ground thinking about her sexy history teacher and how he scolded her before she left.

“God. What a daddy.”

Later that night Kruger had to finish grading papers at home, his office was always organized and clean. It was nearly midnight when he was just about finished grading test papers, and of course he was able to get to his favorite rebellious student’s test paper from earlier that day. Muttering a “Can I go now?” In a mocking tone still a bit irked from what she said to him, then muttering a “the nerve of that girl.”

The test paper had a front and back and Kruger would actually find it a bit funny if his little rebellious student forgot to answer the back. As he started grading her paper he was starting to get a bit angry as she would leave little comments beside the questions saying

“This is so easy. Why ask this?”

“Again. Easy. This isn’t a test at this point.”

“I think you made this question up.”

What made it so aggravating to Kruger is she actually answered all of his questions right so far. Kruger knew she was gifted academically but was so rebellious sometimes, not wanting to work with anyone but her friend, showing up late to class, eating in his class, etc.,

Flipping the page and looking at the back (Name) did answer all the questions on the back, Kruger was just about to grade that side of the paper as well until he saw a message on the bottom of the paper saying,

“You know you’re handsome when you’re angry, really brings out your eyes. But in all seriousness you have the sweetest ass out of all the teachers I’ve seen. I really like it when you wear khaki pants. So ya know I can see everything. But seriously you have the sweetest ass I’ve ever seen and you should let me smack it sometime.♡︎”

Oh.

Kruger didn’t know if he was red with anger or sexual frustration as he read the message over and over again. Muttering a “That…that…what a bad girl. She’s so..wait until I..” Thinking to himself she could kicked out of college if he turned this in and he was certainly obligated to do so. However, the smile on his face and the way his cock twitched at how bad she was said otherwise he wouldn’t.

“God. What a bad girl.”

The next day (Name) arrived on time making her friend hug her and congratulate her for being on time. All in fun of course.

“Everyone I’m passing out papers!”

Sitting down In her chair while talking to her friend they both received their test papers from what (Name) nicknamed “Kruger’s pet”.

“Congratulations, (Name). You got a perfect score. I did too, but congratulations. Also, congratulations for showing up on time today.”

Kruger’s pet was a bit smug in her tone of voice but (Name) didn’t care as she gave her a choice of words.

“Fuck off, teacher’s pet.”

A smug smile came to (Name)’s face as she heard the sweet girl gasp and tell Kruger what (Name) told her.

“You’re going to get it now, (Name).”

“I hope I do.”

(Name) was actually looking forward to being reprimanded by her history professor as she looked over her test paper that was marked as a perfect score. Flipping over on the back she was surprised to see a message on the top of the paper that was from her Kruger.

“Ms. (Last Name), your little message is very inappropriate and could get you expelled from this university. Also, you shouldn’t be looking at my ass and if I catch you looking I’m going to write you up. Congratulations on a perfect score.”

The smile on (Name)’s face was hard to contain and it was only when Kruger announced he was starting class that she snapped out of it. As class went on Kruger knew (Name) was looking at his ass as he was writing in the whiteboard, he just knew. The history teacher didn’t wear khaki pants like (Name) was hoping for, they were black.

Once class ended (Name) figured she was in the clear as she and her friend were just about to leave class until Kruger called for her again.

“Shouldn’t have told Ms. perfect to fuck off. I’ll save you a seat at the cafeteria.”

“She had it coming, also thank you. This might be awhile.”

Her friend smiled and waved bye as (Name) walked over to Kruger’s desk as the room was now empty.

“What’s up, sweet cheeks.”

“Excuse you?!“

(Name) had to smile a bit at how fast she was able to piss Kruger off, that glare he gave her was just fueling her fire.

“Don’t call me that, that’s very very disrespectful. I could have you suspended or expelled for that comment. Not to mention your little note you gave me.”

“I can appreciate nice things when I see it. Is this about me telling your pet to fuck off.”

“That too, you know that’s disrespectful too. You should apologize.”

“Yes sir, I’ll apologize to your little pet. But before I do, here take this.”

(Name) handed Kruger a piece of paper with her phone number on it, only making Kruger mad.

“Didn’t you listen to a word I said?”

“Not really, too busy admiring how sexy you are. Call me sometime, sweet cheeks.”

(Name) gave Kruger a wink making him roll his eyes.

“I’m not calling you or texting you.”

“You really should. It would be fun, sweet cheeks.”

“Stop calling me that.”

With that (Name) left with a little playful smile to the cafeteria as Kruger sighed in frustration as he sat in his chair.

“What a pain.”

Looking at the piece of paper Kruger realized there was a message right below her phone number.

“Well, I guess you will have to write me up because I was totally looking at your ass today, sweet cheeks. You should call me sometime, it’ll be fun.”

A little scoff left Kruger as he couldn’t believe the nerve of his rebellious student, placing the paper on his desk he muttered a

“I am not texting her.”

Taking a deep breath Kruger decided to take his mind off things by grading papers and while he didn’t get rid of the piece of paper he placed it in his pocket.

Even when the professor arrived home he still wouldn’t text her, but he certainly thought about her.

She was his naughty student after all.

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