#hello i love you plz have the best birthday!!!!!!!!

[victimeyez]

Happy Birthday 🎂🥳🎁 (I also have a September birthday so I think that’s neat)

I think overall, the thing about p/v that keeps me hooked is the intensity of the whump. I’ve read other whump stories before and while what the characters go through in them is horrible, I’ve yet to find another character that goes through the kind of stuff Tommy does. The man’s life is just brutal, and as a avid horror fan I find that deeply compelling. I want him to one day get his final girl moment, even though I read early on that it’s probably not gonna happen.

I think the two whump moments that stand out the most for me so far are the meat hooks and the use of Agent Orange. The meat hooks scene was such a intense body horror moment it almost made me think about quitting, but I also couldn’t get it out of my head. I had to know what was gonna happen next to this poor dude. By contrast, the Agent Orange bit had me thinking to myself, “whelp Tommy and Caius better pray that stuff wasn’t real, otherwise their both dying of cancer lol”

Anyways I’ve rambled on enough. I hope you enjoy your birthday and that you get to do something fun with the people you love. (Tommy sure won’t lol)

Thank you, and happy birthday to you too!!!

Ooh, where to start. A few years ago, I discovered a writer online that wrote the most brutal content I had ever read. To this day, she makes my writing here look quite tame. We bonded over a mutual fandom that was difficult to find content for. One thing led to another, and I ended up helping write and edit her first original book.

I’’d never had someone before that I could talk to about enjoying really twisted stories. I was always admonished for a blossoming interest in horror by my mom, who believes horror is the work of the devil. It is still hard for me to share darker ideas. I get nervous about being judged for going too far, being too much of a freak. 

A big part of what made me decide to write Pro Vic with the design it has is that I wanted to be able to explore lots of different whump scenarios, without things getting too stale of the same things over and over. I have fun with Caius, but I can also explore whatever other forms I want to with clients in my own version of a monster-of-the-week formatting lol. Plus I can throw in extra time with Sam, or Rory, or Michelle, orrrrr whatever! As for the meat hooks and agent orange - Once again, I am sorry, and you are welcome lol. Can I blame Dead by Daylight and weirdly specific Vietnam War nightmares?

I love me a final girl! I actually have a shirt that says FINAL BOY in bloody letters lol. 

I have a long game in mind. Tommy is going through it – that’s not going to stop any time soon. But without wanting to say too much - Tommy has a future ahead of him where he plays a very different role...👀

I cannot tell you how much it blows my mind that people are actually reading this. I’m grateful for the readership, the notes, the tags, everything, I read them all a thousand times and lay on my bed kicking my feet while I write about it in my diary. Okay maybe not literally that, but mentally that is where I am. Getting to be the random person that wrote something you find compelling is the greatest badge of honor in my life. That’s not a joke. Sharing my creative passions has been the one thing I have known I wanted since I was three years old. When I was sitting on the floor of the kitchen, banging pots and pans together for drums and screaming my best “opera”.

[harrystylesfan2686]

Lewd Thoughts

Pairing: Cassian x Reader.

Summary: Just reader simpin' over cass😁

A/N: Again unedited🫣 I changed it a little from the original story plz dont mind😅Also I'm 5'1 so I wrote this from my perspective. I hope you like this!❤️

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The Winter Solstice has always been an important day in Night Court. The celebration and gifts and everything about it is always perfect. It has to be and Rhys makes sure of that. This time especially since it Feyre's birthday too. He goes all out. Doesn't matter if it's just between family, he still did his best.

I wear red cotton dress with white puff sleeves and stockings, matched with pearl earrings. Mor dressed me up tonight making sure I look my best. She even painted on my face with somethings and even though I thought it'd be too much, I love how I look.

We were allowed to bring one guest if we wanted tonight, I didn't invite anyone but mor didn't let the chance go. She invited two people a female who she met at Rita's and a male named Gabriel, I think. When I reminded her that the option was only one guest she told me Gab can be my date to which I had laughed but agreed.

We sit around the living room, talking and waiting for others to come. Rhys, Feyre and Azriel were already there when Mor and I arrived, our guest informing us they'll be a little late. We are now waiting for Cassian, Elain and surprisingly Nesta. I have to admit, I was a little shocked hearing she said she was coming too but then I got to know that Feyre had threatened her to come, using the small apartment she is living in at the moment.

I and Mor were conversing our gifts to everyone when Cassian came exclaiming his arrival. I take him in while he wishes everyone. His tan skin and tousled half ponytail, those silky hair I always wanted to run my finger through and those amazing Hazel eyes that I wished were always on me. His casual clothing hiding those strong muscles that always make me drool. I never could pay attention to my morning training sessions because if he was near, all I can ever think about is how hard they'd feel against my body.

A pinch to my elbow makes me yell out and snap my eyes to the provider of my pain. I glare at mor, rubbing my sore skin I exclaim,"What?!". She raises her eyebrow at me and says,"Stop looking at him like that. You're drooling."

I gasp,"I am not! You-"

"Hello my dear friends." Cassian interrupt me. I turn to him, towering over me he smirks. I look at the end of his tugged up lips. Oh what I would do to feel those full lips wrapped around my nip-

Nope, not going there. I blink out that thought as quickly as it came and smile in return. I greet him back, hearing Mor do the same. They talk about something which I'm not paying attention to and use that time to adore him. Oh how good he looks. My eyes trail from his eyes to his sharp jaw and his stubble. I wonder how those tiny hair would feel like if we kiss. They'd tickle my chin, deffinately. I'd like that. And I'd for sure like feeling them on my sensitive skin when his head is between my le-

No!

I avert my eyes and scold myself for thinking these lewd imagines with him right in front of me. I sigh to myself and try to fosuc on what he is telling Mor. I fix my eyes to his neck knowing if I see his lips again I'll go crazy. But their voices again drone out in the background when I focus on his neck. How is it that I find even his neck so sexy? I want to suck on it. Leave a little trail of red markings with my lips. Even bite a little as I sink down on his co-

"Are you even listening to me?" I hear his voice, bringing me from my imagination. I blink up at him in embarrassment when I realized he had said something to me and I didn't listen. My face flushed with heat as I try to recall what he said.

"I-um," I stammer glancing at Mor in hopes she helps me a little but all she does is give me a knowing look. Cassian chuckles above me and I look back at him.

"What's gotten into you? Are you alright?" He gives me a soft smile. "I-yeah! Yeah of course I am! Yeah." I nod and give a, what hopefully is a, convincing smile. My few loose hair strand away in front my face, before I can raise my hand to put them back, cassian's hand tucks it behind my ear. I freeze. The callus skin of his hand feel too good against my ear. It lingers their for a second before droping back down. I stop myself from shivering from the intensity of these situation.

A yell of Mor's name catches our attention and we all look at the female and male that just walked through the door.

Right. I forgot we invited plus ones. Gabriel's eyes lock with mine and he smiles, walking towards us. I observe him. His white skin and ocean blue eyes with high checkbones and sharp jaw. I have definitely seem him before. I juat dont remember where. Mor introduces five of us and walks away with her friend leaving Gab, Cass and Me alone.

"Y/N, Its been a while." Gab smiles. I, in return, and nod to him, stilling trying to remember him and failing miserably.

Maybe I should juat ask him... No that would be rude. Wouldn't it? Oh I don't remember anyway so might as well.

I clear my throat,"I'm sorry if I offend you by saying this but I don't really remember you." I smile apologetic, watching his face fall and nod. "It's alright," He nods,"I understand, I mean it was almost a century ago. But I can try to make you remember." He tilts his face.

"I would love that." I breath out a chuckle. I notice cassian's face switching between Gab and me depending on the speaker.

"Well, it was seven decades ago, on starfall. We met in the celebration party and got along well, wether that be our personalities or the alcohol, I don't remember." We laugh. Cassian still listening. "That night I walked you to your house and well, we kissed." My eyes widen as forgotten memories flash through my eyes.

"Oh, I remember! We kissed and I invited you in and we-" I abruptly stop remembering how the rest of the night went. We didn't even make it to the bedroom. After the adrenaline ran out along the drunkness, we had been so tired that we fell asleep on the floor. "Yes, We did." He eyes fall to my lips, down to my body and come back to my eyes.

Cassian frowns. He clears his throat and I look at him. Confusion fills me when I something like anger in his eyes. Gab's words makes me look at him again. "So how have you been?"

I go to answer but the words get stuck in my throat when I fell a pair of arms hug my waist. I look down, seeing the arms of the man I adore so much. My heartbeat fastens when he pulls me back to his chest. I gasp when my back touches his hard muscles. He puts his chin on top of my head and my heart feels like it will fall out of my chest. Gab's eyes take in the massage Cassian is clearly stating.

Stay away.

I know almost all versions of Cassian. His friend version with me. The brother version with Az and Rhys. The teacher version during training sessions. This is new. I love this version of Cassian too whoever he is. It's exciting.

"I'm doing really good." I answer Gabriel's question, blushing profoundly. "And you? What are you doing nowadays?"

He answers but I hear none of it, thanks to a certain lord of bloodshed wrapped around me. I'm sure he can feel how hard my heart is beating right now and still choosing to ignore it.

All I can think about how hot the veins on his arms are. And how large his hands they are. How they fold around waist perfectly. How his two hands cover my entire stomach. How good it would feel it they tighten around me. How his big palm would feel covering my neck. I bet I'd look and feel so small with his chest passed tightly to my back, one hand choking me, and other wrapped around my waist holding tightly so that I don't move and have no choice but to take everything he gives me while thrusting-

"Are you listening to me, Y/N?" Gabriel's question intrupts me. I try focus on him again, smile and answer,"Yes. Of course."

This is gonna be a long night.

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[gowiththeflo]

Dating Florence Pugh HC’s (fem! reader)

Hello hello!!

hope you all are doing well, i apologize for my absence. i’ve written so many things but i haven’t had the energy to actually post it 😭😭 I have SATs next week and i’m SO SCARED PLZ WISH ME LUCK

anyways pls enjoy!!

TW: None!

(she’s so cute i need her ☹️❤️)

-Sweetest girl ever

-God she loves you so so much

-She is an angel and she cares about you so much

-She loves dates with you, especially when you stay home and she teaches you how to cook her favorite foods <33

-She’s both an early bird and a night owl

-Some days she’ll wake up at 6:00 am and other days she’ll sleep till noon

-Big cuddle bug :3

-She loves to hold your hand

-She doesn’t really like spooning, as she likes it when you’re facing her when you’re sleeping more than anything, mostly because she wants your face to be the last thing she sees before she falls asleep at night and the first thing she sees when she wakes up.

-She loves everything about you; your eyes, smile, laugh, etc.

-She loves finding freckles on different parts of your body

-She does it all the time, and she traces them gently with her fingers when she finds them. She finds it fun, and it helps you sleep, so it’s a win-win situation :)

-She also really likes to write little love letters for you and leave them around the house for you to find :)

-She also will give you “just because flowers” bc she’s a sweetie

-“Darling” “My Love” “Sweetheart”, “Babe”, “Baby”, “Angel” “Babygirl” (but in a sweet way bc it’s flo flo) “Sweetness” “Cutie”

-She loves it’s when you guys wake up extra early to watch the sunrise together every anniversary or birthday <3 (with billie ofc)

-Overall just the best girlfriend ever

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Thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed! if you have any suggestions please send them in!

-Shea :P

[jazminrhode1]

Heyyyyy Jaz, I love your writing sm (I'm sure you hear that a lot). If you do have time can you plz plz write something where the reader has a crush on Matt but, he has a gf? Take it how you want tysm xx

If I Can’t Have You Matt Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: You’re friends with Matt, you have a crush on him but, he has a girlfriend.

Word Count: 1294 words

The hardest pill to swallow was that he wasn’t yours. Matt had started dating his girlfriend 6 months ago and you had slowly been distancing yourself. You felt horrible. He was happy and you couldn’t find it in yourself to be happy for him.

You had almost run out of excuses as to why you couldn’t come around anymore. You knew that made you a terrible friend but, your heart couldn’t stand seeing him with her.

She was perfect and perfect for him. She was funny, she was kind, she was beautiful, she was patient and she even liked Pokemon Go. If Matt had a list of traits that would make up his perfect girl, she checked all the boxes.

You wished there was something to hate about her. You wished you could find a reason to validate your feelings. There weren’t any. The truth was that you missed your shot. You had spent almost every day with him for the past 2 years and nothing ever happened between you. Not a longing glance, not a stolen kiss, nothing.

Chris had invited you to their birthday party. You wanted to say ‘no’ but, all your friends were going and it was surely going to be a lot of fun. You figured there would be enough people there to keep you from bumping into the happy couple and, if not, you could always hide in the bathroom.

As you walked upstairs with your besties in tow, you realized that there were way more people here than you had anticipated. A couple of people you knew, mostly people you didn’t - maybe this was going to be fun.

Nick pulled you into a hug at the top of the stairs. “When the fuck did I last see you?” he yelled over the music. He introduced you to a few of his friends - he was in his element.

“Hello, stranger,” Chris said as he walked towards you. “I nearly forgot that you existed,” he joked as he gave you a hug.

You scanned the room, as you always did, looking for Matt. You used to make a B-line toward him but, now you were hoping that he wasn’t there.

“Can I get you a drink or something?” Chris asked, gesturing to the fridge. You shook your head as you looked around.

Chris grabbed your shoulders with his hands and shook you gently. “What's going on? Will you try and have some fun?” he asked playfully. There were times he annoyed the shit out of you but, he had a softer side too.

He didn’t know how you felt about Matt, no one did. He initially thought you and Matt had a fight, then he thought you had a secret boyfriend you weren’t telling him about. Regardless, he missed you and whenever he did see you, he always felt like you didn’t want to be there. You didn’t but, it was never because of him.

“I am having fun,” you lied. “It’s your birthday. Go hang out with people, I'll be fine.”

Chris placed a friendly kiss on your cheek as he made his way over to Nate. You started to regret even coming. Who were you kidding? You were a fucking buzzkill. You considered sneaking out and getting an Uber home but, that would have been really shitty of you.

“Y/n”, she shrieked as she came around the corner hand in hand with Matt. Your heart jumped into your throat as you did your best to match her enthusiasm. She pulled you into a hug, “Oh my god, it’s so great to see you. I'm so glad you could make it.”

The worst part was that she really meant it and your attempt to return the sentiment flopped. You caught a second of confusion flash across Matt’s face before it was replaced with a smile.

You crossed your arms across your chest as you said, “Happy Birthday, Matt. This party's awesome.”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up, “Don’t I get a hug?” he asked, confused.

As he pulled you in you couldn’t ignore how awkward you were being. You tried to relax but, before you could, the hug was long over.

You tried to pull your shit together, today wasn’t about you. Today was about three of your best friends and you’d do good to remember that.

“Let’s cut the cake,” Nick said as everyone gathered around the table. Chris draped an arm around your shoulders as he squeezed in between you and Nick.

“I’m just so grateful that you’re all here to celebrate with us,” Chris said.

“Me too,” Matt chimed in as Nick nodded in agreement.

As Matt and his girlfriend stood next to you, you could feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of your head. “Everyone get in for a photo before we cut it,” Nick said as he set up the camera on a tripod.

Matt moved in closer, placing his hand on the small of your back. What once would have given you butterflies made you feel sick at that moment.

As time passed ever so slowly, you could see your bestie and Nate engrossed in conversation. You were pretty sure something was going on between them and if you were going to wait for her, you would be here all night.

You sent her a text to let her know that you were going home, grabbed your bag, and rushed down the stairs. You felt awful not saying goodbye, but you were sure they’d understand.

As you reached for the door, Chris appeared at the top of the stairs. “Y/n,” he yelled over the music, “are you leaving?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t find you,” you lied as he made his way down to you.

“It was great seeing you,” he said, “I’ve missed hanging out,”

You nodded sheepishly as you pulled him into a hug. “I’m so glad you’re in my life,” he said. Your heart lurched in your chest. You knew what he meant. Whatever was going on, he was still going to be your friend.

You kissed his cheek before sliding out the door and making your way to the corner. Your Uber was 5 minutes away and you just wanted to get out of there.

As you stood under the street light wishing you stayed home in bed, you heard footsteps coming up behind you. You knew exactly who it was and you didn’t want to turn around.

“Y/n,” Matt said as he finally made it to where you were standing, “You’re leaving?”

You turned to face him, forcing a smile, “I’ve had a headache all day that I just can’t seem to shake,” you lied. Well, it was partly true.

He buried his hands deep in his pocket as he rocked back on his heels. You stood in awkward silence for what felt like an eternity.

“I miss you,” he blurted out. “I don’t know what I did but, can we fix it? ‘Cause I would really like to be your friend again.”

That was all that you wanted. You felt awful that you let your feelings get in the way of your friendship with Matt. The thought of third wheeling with him and his girlfriend made you sick but, wasn’t it better than not seeing him at all?

“We are friends,” you replied. A smile spread across his face as he pulled you into a hug. Less awkward than before but, still not quite the same.

It hurt to think that you couldn’t be with him in the way that you wanted but, you knew deep down that you couldn’t live without him. If that meant breaking your own heart just to keep him in your life, that is what you were prepared to do.

[vxqyz]

"To the Night we Wed." TrueformSukuna x inexperienced!fem!reader Heian era AU, 4.1k words

A/N: I've never written a fic before and I've never written anything professionally on tumblr... please forgive me if it's not formatted as you're used too! I have no photos to add or how to correctly break the paragraphs/storyline up. Also, there's a part where it goes into depth abt the wedding..! Don't mind it, I added it to make it seem more legit if you get what i mean. @sukunamylovexoxo thank you for listening to me complain while I wrote this :)!

Warning: smut in detail!! minors plz dni! hateful father, and strange language, just in case you don't like either of those!

You are a girl in the Heian era who recently came of age from an honored clan of powerful sorcerers. Unfortunately for you, your cursed energy is extremely low, however not low enough for you to have gained a heavenly pact. You are extremely useless to your clan, being born a woman already ruined your chances at making it far in life. Your father and the head of the clan, your grandfather, were known for marrying off the women if they were anywhere near as useless as you. On your 19th birthday, your wedding night, a monstrous man was sitting on the bed waiting for you. 

It was a day like any other day, simply learning more calligraphy and practicing your handwriting. There wasn’t much more for you to do besides clean and look pretty. you knew everyone in your clan, besides your younger and older sisters, hated you. You were a disgrace to them. Your father came from a long line of powerful sorcerers with extremely high amounts of cursed energy, your mother was an average woman with an average amount of cursed energy from a neighboring clan. It was shocking how a single child could diminish a clan’s reputation. 

you heard a knock on your thin door. “Excuse me, y/n, your father wishes to speak with you…” It was one of the housemaids. Your father was coming to you? Every morning you’d greet him and receive nothing back. What could be so important? “Please, come in.” you timidly responded, putting away your calligraphy equipment. The door slid open, and your father slowly entered your room. He made a disgusted face- as if looking at you was bad for his health. It hurt. “Hello, y/n.” He coldly greeted you. You understand you’re useless to him, but he could at least pretend he loved you. “I was talking to your grandfather about you and what to do with you. He suggested that we marry you off.” He paused. “I accepted the offer,” He mentioned with indifference. “You’re getting married in two weeks.” Married? In two weeks? You could feel your heart shatter. “Ah…” you quietly let out. “Who will I be wed to?” You were trying to keep a smile on your face. You think he knew it was a front. “His name is Ryomen Sukuna. I’m surprised. Out of all your sisters, he picked you.” He scoffed as he turned around. “I expect you to start working on your appearance. I wouldn’t want to marry a pig like you.” He left your room. This was the way your conversations would usually go, however rare they were. He couldn’t help but insult you. You were left alone with your thoughts as soon as he left your room. You turned eighteen last year. In two weeks, it would be your birthday. Your father didn’t know that, of course. Out of your five sisters and two brothers, it was hard to keep track of birth dates. But you knew he never bothered to remember yours.

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Your daily routine usually consisted of waking up at 5:00 in the morning and getting out of bed to eat the breakfast your maid had prepared for you. This week was different. You woke up at 4:50 and noticed your breakfast wasn’t at your side. You were a little bit shocked, even when you woke up as early as 4:15, there would still be breakfast ready for you. You got up and decided it would be best not to think about it, after all, you have more important things to do. Your father was so sure that no one would want you as their bride, that he refused to allow the maids to teach you how to be a proper wife. He recently ordered about five of our maids to teach you the correct way to address your soon to be husband, wifely duties, and activities such as washing clothes and cleaning. This was something you weren’t looking forward to. you were previously refused such education since your father treated you like the plague. He had no intention of allowing you to touch anything that didn’t belong to you, believing you would take away his or your siblings' cursed energy. It was a ridiculous and irrational fear that made you realize you would always be hated by him.

As you were changing out of your sleeping attire, you heard your father’s footsteps walking towards your room. You hear a slight knock. “Please wait a moment!” You blurt out, and quickly return to changing into your daily dress, a simple kimono-esque outfit. “You may come in.” you reassure him. He slowly opens the door and stays about 15 feet away from you. “Ryomen Sukuna will be visiting you today.” He said in a professional way- an uncommon tone. “Be ready in three hours. I expect you to look the best you can.” He closed your door and walked away. Your future husband? Is he truly that eager to meet his wife-to-be? 

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It was half past seven, twenty minutes before Sukuna was supposed to meet you. Your maids had dressed you in a somewhat formal kimono, more flashy than your daily clothes, but less fancy than a ceremonial outfit. Your silky hair had been done into a lovely bun with unique flowers tied into it. You looked beautiful. You patiently sat on your knees waiting in the main room of your family’s home. The open space terrified you. Large pillars holding up the roof on each side of you, beautiful paintings on each wall and tatami mats below you. You felt nauseous. It’s probably because I'm anxious about meeting Sukuna. You rationalize with yourself. You let your thoughts run wild- what type of man could he be? A stoic man with a large frame? A diligent sorcerer focused on the wellbeing of his clan? Or maybe an old man simply moving from wife to wife? Your head was starting to hurt. All of this thinking only stressed you out.

Minutes pass, and your anxiety is increasing. You could feel yourself growing tired, this waiting has made you quite bored. As you’re slowly drifting to sleep, you hear the sound of a door opening- is he here? You quickly open your eyes and sit up straight. Your father rushed to greet him- blocking Sukuna from your view. However, you could see short pink hair, sleeves, and a spear. This was confusing. Who walks around with a spear? You ask yourself, still unable to see all of Sukuna. After about thirty seconds of frantic voices, your father moves to the side of him. You’re greeted with a large man, at least seven feet tall. You quickly move your eyes around to investigate him more- and see a strange thing on his face. Is that wood..? With eyes on it? You pondered, unable to remove your gaze from him. The eyes blink. A wave of fear is shot throughout your whole body. You close your eyes and take a deep breath before you return to examine him. You see increasingly concerning things- he has four eyes. On the right side, his face consists of a strange wooden textured… second face? And on the left, a normal human face- ignoring the fourth eye. You move your eyes down to recognize he’s not wearing a shirt- that's when you notice his markings. Previously, you were too appalled by everything else to see the markings on his face. He had markings on his chest too. You noticed he was wearing baggy pants, tightened around his waist with a black ribbon. You couldn’t see his arms- they were covered by the large and loose top he was wearing. 

You finally stopped inspecting him and stood up. He walked over to you where a low table sat in between the both of you, with a beautiful tea set laying in the middle. You bow as a form of respect and sit back down. He doesn’t say anything and takes a seat. Upon closer scrutiny, you notice his arms are abnormally thick. This concerned you. The more you looked at him, the more terrified you became. As you were sitting there and waiting for anyone to speak, you ascertained that he has four arms. Four arms… four… arms..? You panicked. At this point, you couldn’t stop shaking. Your whole body was having a reaction of pure terror. This man is a monster. A simple glance at him could cause anyone to convulse and pass away. “H-Hello, Ryomen Sukuna… It’s a pleasure to meet you.” You say with a shaky voice, your attempt at sounding smooth proved fruitless. He slowly looked up at you. The roles were reversed. Instead of your eyes on him, his eyes were scanning you- everywhere. “The painting your father showed me wasn’t accurate.” He finally growled, sounding a bit disappointed. You could feel your heart squeeze- even your future husband doesn’t like you.

You could feel his red eyes staring at you, your face flushed from the overwhelming emotions you’re experiencing. Your father, who was in the room with you and sitting on your side of the table, decided to speak up. “So, Ryomen Sukuna, I apologize for not asking you earlier, But is there a reason you chose y/n instead of my five other daughters?” He inquired, basically rubbing it in your face that you were the worst choice. You glanced upwards with a slight smile, and noticed Sukuna was shaking his head. “I chose y/n purely because I wanted to.” He said bluntly. He was so straight forward. Your father looked like he wanted to attack him. “Any particular reason?” He prodded Sukuna. You had a feeling that wasn’t the best idea, considering how fierce he looked. Sukuna let out a sigh and stared at your father as if he was planning out your father’s murder in his head. He adjusted himself and sat in a more comfortable position. “She looked pretty in the painting.” He once again bluntly responded with a dull expression. “So does this mean she doesn’t look as beautiful as you were expecting her to?” Your father questioned, basically on the edge of his seat. He couldn’t take this anticipation. He wanted Sukuna to admit that you’re hideous. “No. Although the painting isn’t accurate to her actual appearance, she’s still beautiful.” He says with a straight face, almost like what he said was scripted. You looked over to see your father’s face. He looked extremely angry. 

After your first meeting with Sukuna, the next week was extremely dull. You were constantly learning new things about being a wife, and the possibilities of copulation. Since you were always kept in the house, never being allowed to leave the courtyard, you didn’t know much about relationships. Besides familial connections, you haven’t been exposed to much else. You never got to see what marriage is like due to your mother’s death shortly after giving birth to you. Even then, none of your siblings got married off as quickly as you did, so you were too young to understand what marriage was anyway. Your maids were kind enough to share their experiences with their husbands, letting you know what each of them liked. You felt happy that they were teaching you all of this important information, but you didn’t think they knew you were getting married to an anomaly like Sukuna. One week away from your wedding day.

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Each day was passing slower than the next. The sun rose at 4:00 in the morning and you awoke an hour later. You would space out during your lessons, only thinking about Sukuna. You hated to admit it but- he was attractive. Albeit his second set of everything, he still had qualities that made him extremely handsome. His eyes, on the left side of his face, were stunning. They were a lovely red, not too saturated that they looked like rubies, but not too dark that they looked dark brown. They were a perfect mix of light and dark- like the color of blood. Each time he stared at you at your first interaction was filled with a certain type of yearning. You couldn’t understand what he wanted, but you could tell he wanted something. His muscles were chiseled and firm, as if he had no body fat whatsoever, and his tall frame made you feel a certain emotion you couldn’t quite put your finger on. You loved his beautiful hair, a lovely pink that could only be found on tulips. And his markings, his lovely markings. Those are what intrigued you the most- after his four arms, four eyes and two faces, you just couldn’t understand how they were on him. Were they ink? Was he born with them? He drove you crazy, there were so many things you didn’t know about him.

Days passed and your birthday finally arrived. You feel you’ve learned enough, and you’re prepared to be a dutiful wife. Maids are all around you, getting you dressed in an intricate and traditional gown. It was strikingly red- just like his eyes. You felt a strange sensation in your lower stomach, a fluttering phenomenon. This has been happening to you recently whenever you thought of Sukuna, and it confused you. But it made you feel warm inside, a comforting sensation, so you were fine with the occasional flutter-feeling. While in your room, you could hear the chaos outside. Your younger siblings were eagerly awaiting to see you in your gown, and your two older sisters were helping you. This was the one time your father allowed your siblings to be near you. You considered this to be the happiest and most eventful day of your life. Although your siblings were excited, your father wasn’t. He was making sure that your wedding wasn’t as extravagant as your other siblings’ weddings were. Despite the fact you were marrying Ryomen Sukuna, a rumored mass murderer, which you had no idea about, your father only cared about making your life a little bit worse each second.

After going through all of the formalities of a wedding, such as greeting guests, paintings, and feasting, it was time for the actual ceremony. You were sitting in a room with Sukuna in your extremely beautiful kimono, while he was wearing a black kimono- however, nothing was covering his chest. You were observing your family walk onto the isle on the left side, each of them taking a seat on the left side. At the same time, you noticed no one was walking on the left side- the side Sukuna’s family was supposed to walk on. You were confused, and wanted to ask him, but decided it’d be best if you didn’t question it. Once your family is finally sitting down, a lovely shinto maiden comes into the room. “Y/n, Sukuna, please follow me and allow me to lead you in.” She said with a polite smile and a bow. You get up and slowly follow her, with Sukuna to the right of you. Once you’ve reached the entrance, a priest calls upon the benevolent spirits to bless and purify you and Sukuna. Sukuna makes a faint scoff and ignores the priest's actions. After the priest purifies both of you, he starts a ritual prayer to announce to the deities that he seeks protection and blessing for the both of you. Your family stands and bows. After everyone is seated, you and Sukuna complete the sankon-no-gi, despite his reluctance. A shinto maiden enters the room and performs a dance as an offering to the gods. Once she’s completed the dance, you and Sukuna make your way to the altar where you will read your vows. His vows sound fake and heartless, but you add your name to the end to show that your vows are both ‘heartfelt’. After offering the Tamagushi to the gods, you and Sukuna exchange rings. Your ring is a lovely silver with diamonds encased in it, and a dazzling ruby right in the middle. Sukuna’s ring is a normal silver ring with streaks of ruby. It’s hard to imagine how these were made. Finally, you complete the last few steps of the ceremony. Your father and Sukuna both pushed for no after party, no sort of casual party, since the only attendees would be your family. At this point, the wedding is over, you and Sukuna are ushered to your room. You couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable.

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Sukuna walks into your room first, his arms crossed. You slowly follow him and shut the door behind you. Once you turn around, you see Sukuna sitting on your bed. It’s that feeling again. After hearing all of your maids’ stories with their husbands, you couldn’t help but imagine such actions with Sukuna. You felt an unfamiliar throbbing in between your thighs. You couldn’t understand what was happening to you. Sukuna just stared at you for a while. “Come here.” He said with a bit of a commanding tone. You practically waddle over to him- not only is the Kimono difficult to walk in, this strange sensation makes you want to avoid rubbing your legs together. Sukuna easily slips off his kimono, revealing his four arms and his magnificent markings that make your heart race. He leans over and wraps you in his arms. It’s warm. He looks up at you. You recognize that look. He wants something, and you think you know what that something is. You slowly embrace his hug and sit there for an uncomfortable amount of time. Your mind is racing about what to say. You can’t properly convey what you’re feeling, and nor can you act on your desires. The most you can do is hug him at this very moment. Eventually, he lets go. You’re confused for a split second until he easily throws you onto the bed. You were still in your kimono, so movement was difficult for you. Sukuna didn’t care, he tore it off of you, thankfully without actually ripping it. You were exposed. Your makeshift bra that didn’t look too fancy, only functional, and your panties, average and nothing too extraordinary, were the only things left covering you. You hid your face with your hands out of pure embarrassment. You didn’t know how to react.

 Despite your relatively useless attempts at self defense against humiliation, Sukuna grabs your hands and puts them over your head. His hands were abnormally large, just like everything else about him. He was scanning you all over, your slim figure, your hips, your covered but obviously perfect breasts. He still had three arms he could use. This time, he actually tore off your bra and panties. You were laying on your bed, fully exposed to a man you just met two weeks ago and just got married to. You could see the sweat forming everywhere on Sukuna. Neither of you spoke any words. Not only were you too afraid, you just didn’t know what to say. Sukuna, on the other hand, was too focused on trying not to hurt your much smaller body. He kept biting his lower lip, most likely as a way to keep himself in check. Watching him like this made the throbbing return again. You could feel some sort of liquid seeping out of you ever so slowly. You noticed an unfamiliar bulge on the lower half of Sukuna. Out of pure curiosity you picked up your leg and poked it with your foot. His face changed with little delay. It looked a bit like he was in pain… You didn’t understand. You didn’t have much time to react before he dove his face onto yours, his mouth on your mouth. Is this kissing? One of the maids mentioned it. You didn’t know why, but… it filled you with a sort of satisfaction you’ve never felt before. You tried reciprocating the kiss, only for you to be an absolute amateur. Sukuna pulls away and takes a few deep breaths. “You’re horrible at this.” He whispered with a whine, regretting the fact that he pulled away from you. He instantly went back to kissing you, despite your lack of experience. Your hands were still above your head, so you had nothing you could do to defend yourself from any possible moves Sukuna might make. He started to softly grope your breasts, eventually evolving into him using two more hands to play with your nipples. You couldn’t think properly, this was too much stimulation for you. You’ve never experienced anything like this before, so to you, Sukuna was extremely skilled. He still had one free hand just resting on your hips. While he was greedily kissing you, as if you’d run away, his hand slithered closer between your thighs. He starts to rub where the throbbing originated. You practically started melting. You didn’t know how Sukuna was holding up, but you assumed he wasn’t feeling anywhere near as good as you were. And your assumption was correct. Along with the greedy face chewing, he was hard, and he could barely stand it anymore.

 He pulled away and quit rubbing you, using that hand to pull out- something you’ve never seen in your life. It was sort of scary, but before you could oppose anything, he shoved it inside of you, causing you to let out a loud moan of pain and.. Pleasure? Your ears start to ring ever so slightly, and Sukuna starts mumbling, intermittently interrupted with panting. You maneuver your head around to see what he was doing, and noticed- there were two? Two of those ungodly things? Your head was spinning, but for some ridiculous reason, it made you want him even more. All of the stories your maids told you were running through your head right now. But you were confused about one thing- why he wasn’t moving. You were concerned for him, this monster, but you needed to know if he was ok. “S-Sukuna..” You cautiously address. You could barely talk, you felt.. full. “Are you ok..?” you asked with a concerned look on your face. He doesn’t answer you. He just stares at you, heavily breathing with eyes he could barely keep open. He lets go of your wrists and puts two hands underneath your back, pulling you to his chest. He was still inside of you, this time slowly moving. You could feel it hit as deep as when he shoved it in. Each thrust of his made your mind go blank. You could hear him praising you, something along the lines of: “You’re holding up so well for being a virgin..” That was an unfamiliar word. He continued to thrust into you, each thrust getting more and more frantic as time went by. He let go of you and put your back on the bed once more, allowing him to move much more easily. He was going in a relatively rhythmic way, increasing his speed over time. “Fuck…” He moaned, pushing his dick deeper inside you with each movement. He was desperate for you. He’s acting like he’s been abstaining from doing such acts with a concubine for months, preparing for you. Could that be the case? Could he have wanted you for that long? You shake away the thought and focus only on the current events. His breathing was sporadic, you could tell he couldn’t handle these feelings for much longer. Though you could barely keep your eyes open, his powerful movements prevented you from properly looking at him, you got glances of his face. It was contorted in a way, but you could tell he was enjoying himself. Two of his hands were tightly gripping your hips as he thrusted into you. He continued to babble incoherent nonsense. You could tell he was close to this epitome of pleasure- something you could feel yourself. Every passing second you felt the build up, only for you to reach the climax when Sukuna allowed you to. Moments later Sukuna’s movements became less and less rhythmic. You could feel a warm sensation inside of you- your body slightly seizing up from the intense feeling you were receiving. Throughout that pure sensation of ecstasy, you felt a hot liquid shoot inside of you. You were slightly puzzled but had a more important thing to focus on. You slowly opened your eyes to Sukuna leaning over you, just staring at you… again. I suppose he doesn’t have a way with words… you thought to yourself. “...Good.” Sukuna muttered, still catching his breath from the rigorous activity you were both performing earlier. “R-Repeat that, please?” You calmly asked, tilting your head to the side to represent your confusion. “You did good.” verbatim, just this time audible. He pulled himself out of you and got up from the bed. He grabbed his ‘kimono’ and his pants, got dressed, and left. You laid there on the mattress, sweaty and uncomfortable. You felt dirty.

[randomratty]

[💎] Hello, welcome to my blog!

Let’s get things started by a few things shall we? Listed below are things along the lines of dont’s and do’s. Please read those so we don’t have any problems in the future!!

I’m in the SFW/Tickle community!

If you think it’s weird I’m sorry..

and if you do not like it that’s okay!, just don’t be rude okay? ^_^

(if you are a close friend of mine who sees this text who never knew)

Now you know But please Dont Be mean abt What i like qwp Because if You DID not know i was gonna tell you but I wasn’t ready yet because I Fear That I’ll lose My Friends,

I have ADD and other stuff.

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Art Request: OPEN

check here for more info!

(For the fandoms!)

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requested fandoms!

I’ll draw for it I know the fandom

Do not be afraid to ask! ^_^

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I’m in a lot of fandoms, and will (most likely) post some things about those fandoms, listed are the fandoms I’m in (warning, there is a lot-)

[🪄] Fandoms I’m in:

Fnaf

Super Mario

Dbh(Detroit become human)

Little nightmares

Mha(my hero)

Assclass(assassination classroom)

Among the sleep

Dying light

Cuphead

Crk(cookie run kingdom

Wander over yonder

Gravity falls

Tbhk (the bathroom hanko kun)

Yandere sim

The promised neverland

Demon slayer

Danganronpa

Doors

Undertale

Roblox

Minecraft

Fornite

Tattletale

Doki doki

Misfortune

Franbow

Valorant

Spookys jumpscare mainson

Hotel trasylvania

Scp?

Backrooms

The mandela catalogue

The owl house

Fnf?

Don’t hug me I’m scared (semi into it-)

Bendy and the Ink Machine(sorta)

Down To Earth

Home sick

Dead but not gone

Welcome home

Billie bust up

Spy x family

Wandering witch

All saints street

The walten files

alternate invasion

Alternate watch

Scratchin melodii

The amazing digital circus

A plague tale innocence

Angel hare

Wii deleted you

Ponytown

Ashes town

Mythical meadows

Breezy town

Luminous kingdom

Balvenie Birthday Party

Poppy play time 1-3

Fundamental paper education

The boilled one phenomenon

Don’t not take this cat home

Indigo park

The classrooms

Kinitopet

Dandys World

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[🚫] ⚠️ IM A MINOR! NSFW DNI, IF YOU DO, ITS AN IMMEDIATE BLOCK AND REPORT. ⚠️

Please don’t randomly DM me if I do not know you personally. Either if you’re a follower or not. If you also have little to nothing on your tumblr page and is following me, I will block you, I may assume you’re a bot of some sort.

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[👧] She/Her pronouns plz! I support any pronouns, just plz tell me so I don’t mess that up!

Plz no homophobia, transphobia, creeps, NSFW, etc. I WILL block you if I experience any of it here. Plz take your negativity someplace else.

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[🔞] Remember, I AM A MINOR! Plz take caution when talking to me either in DMs or in my ask box.

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⚠️Here are the boundaries that I have for myself.. please follow them, thank you!⚠️

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Okay so first up;

[🤞✨] 1. I have a phobia of spiders, so please don’t show me any spiders in my ask box or DMs. If roleplaying with me, you can type in “*throws spider at you*”, that’s it, just no showing me any spiders.

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[👑] 2. If I don’t know you well enough, please don’t call me anything but Trinity. Only close friends can call me anything besides that.

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[🌸] 3. Please do not vent to me WITHOUT ASKING. Please ask first, only close friends/best friends can vent to me anytime, though yes, they still need to ask for permission.

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[🌟] 4. I AM UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ANYTHING NSFW/18+! I am a MINOR (below 18). I may be in some 18+ fandoms but please.. for the love of god don’t send me anything nsfw/18+. Just don’t act weird near me and we’re fine.

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[🍭] 5. If you follow me and ask for something for the first time, please don’t make it personal or anything.

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[💞] 6. I can be sensitive to stuff and easy to scare, and I worry a lot about my close friends who I care about dearly. So please be cautious when talking to me and don’t be rude to my close friends, thank you!

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If I have anymore boundaries I will add to the list.

I’m adopted by 6 father figures

The father figure are 6 different people, (by roleplay)

NOTE: ONLY CLOSE PEOPLE CAN CALL ME RAT AS A NICKNAME/the People I tagged in my blog, well most. If I just met you a few days ago pls don’t call me Rat,

People who Can call me A Rat: @/Angryxxsigh @/kennyisntavablie @/witchyroman @/tickling-giggles @/wally-darlings-stuff @/itsbarnaby And my other bestie (she Doesnt have tumblr/

My music playlist!! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2QeCeaUP5a86nbMZDXsTUD?si=byS9uazPRlG1JhQw_f3JGw&pi=u-SWPOhq78RPKI

Ask first just incase By the new people who has been added.

I like Cartoons and Disney

I do not do any head canon request! I only did two? But I prefer not to do them,

My roleplay Blogs: @julie-joyful-1, @ellie-jade-harper And a lot more blogs-

Thank you for taking your time to read this! Feel free to enjoy my blog! 💞

@ashwasfound was the one who made it for me:3 so ty!

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I post a lot of different stuff,

I MAY or not post my own art on there (depends if I have the courage because my art is bad)

I love Caffeine!… I’m obsessed with it I’m trying to slow down sorta

I’m abit shy if we ever Vc

But I will Most likely get used of it And be hyper.

I’m Childish at times by that like asking for like Plushes etc,

I won’t always Post Because if i need a Break or something,

Got any questions? Feel free to ask Me in my inbox!

I love a lot of animals,

I like collecting crystals,

If your a SYS/SYSTEM you are safe here!

Gacha maybe Posted Here

Don’t be afraid to ask me stuff or ask stuff to roleplay!,

I Tend to get clingy

Sometimes I get upset easily

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My besties<33 @angryxxsigh @itscreamytears @kennyisntavaliable @ashwasfound @tickling-giggles @wally-darlings-stuff @itsbarnaby @yourdearestmailman @jinleebelee @yourlocalzayzay @flufflover7 @trashyswitch @yourdarlingneighbor @chocolateydinosaur @bea-joyful @xobittersweet @netuniark @chocos-universe GO FOLLOW THEM 👹

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[cammie-morgan-goode]

Hello!!! Can you plz write something about Zammie's first valentine's as an official couple? Tysm, love you and your wroks 🫶♥️♥️♥️

Cammie hadn’t thought about Valentine’s Day since her dad’s disappearance. He would bring her and her mom a rose each and a box of chocolates. Her mom would laugh and eat hers while Matt and Cammie would share the pieces of chocolate, laying on the floor on their stomachs in the living room.

Valentine’s Day was bittersweet and a holiday that her father had said was overrated. She hadn’t cared, besides she never had a reason to celebrate it. Cammie Morgan had never had a boyfriend for Valentine’s Day, until this year.

She didn’t know whether or not she had to get Zach a gift. Did she need to get him chocolates or make him a card? Cammie didn’t know. Zach hadn’t said anything about the holiday so did that give her a free pass? Or was it a surprise and she’d show up empty handed looking like a jerk?

Walking the halls of the mansion was different. Girls handed cards and various items made of chocolate and strawberries to each other. Valentine’s Day at the Gallagher Academy was just a day to celebrate the friendships within the ivory walls. (And a day to steal some ice cream and chocolate from the cafeteria without worrying about burning it off in P&E)

Cammie racked her brain for the perfect gift. The only way to get Zach something was to sneak out of the mansion and pick something up from Roseville. That was her next best bet.

So she enlisted the help of her friends. Bex would be her partner in crime. Liz would work the comms. And Macey would stay back at the mansion to make sure that nobody would notice them missing.

On February 13th, operative’s Morgan, Baxter, and Sutton left the walls of the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women at 1800 hours, skipping dinner which operative Morgan was very upset about.

Shopping for a gift for your boyfriend in the town of your ex boyfriend is completely new territory.

Bex took one side of the street and Liz followed Cammie on the other. It was safer for Bex to be alone than it was for Liz. (Liz once got lost in a Walmart in Texas for two hours!)

“So what are we thinkin, Cam?” Liz asked, looking up at her best friend. “What about a tie to match his eyes? Or a new pair of socks? You can never have too many socks! Because you always get that one hole by your heel and then another by—-“

“I got it, Lizzie. Thank you.” Cammie says, cutting her off. Liz had a tendency to rattle… a lot.

Zach wasn’t the type to wear a tie. Also as far as Cammie knew, Zach had a ton of socks. Right?

So going from one shop to another, Cammie and Liz searched high and low for the perfect gift for Zach. However, nothing stood out to Cam. Zach didn’t need deodorant or shaving cream. He didn’t need a prescription for back pain. (Although she did need some allergy meds. It’s so not attractive to keep sniffling as you’re talking!)

Operatives Morgan and Sutton came back to the gazebo at 1925 hours empty handed much to Operative Morgan’s disappointment. Although Operative Sutton did get a magazine from Tiger Beat.

“Maybe Zach forgot about Valentine’s Day. Statistically men always forget major important holidays.” Liz said.

Cammie shrugged. Maybe it wasn’t a big deal. Maybe she was only making it a big deal. After all they hadn’t even established the whole gift giving process! Wasn’t that the one of the first things that gets talked about? Major holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries?

“I’m sure it’ll be okay, Cam. We told Bex we’d be back here at 7:30. Where is she?”

Liz was right. Bex was nowhere to be seen. Cammie scanned the street, looking for her best friend. It wasn’t like Bex to be late…. Usually.

“Didn’t I tell you she was beautiful?”

Cammie spins around and there’s Bex. And Zach.

And Cammie is totally empty handed.

Zach makes his way towards Cam and offers her his hand. Cammie looks back at Bex and she winks which makes Cammie feel a little bit better.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at school?” Cam asks.

“I can ask you the same question, Gallagher Girl.” Zach shrugs. “If I got the dates right, tomorrow is a certain heart holiday.” Cammie follows next to Zach, both of them holding hands.

Part of Cammie wondered where Bex and Liz would wander off too. But she didn’t truly care. Not now.

So obviously Zach hadn’t forgotten. And Cammie still didn’t have anything to give him. Girlfriend points were severely lacking.

“Is that so?” Cam says and Zach laughs. He actually laughs.

“Did you think I would forget?” Zach glances at her while they walk.

And then they come to a stop.

Again.

“No but I—“ Cammie cuts herself off.

In front of them in the gazebo was a blanket with flowers and chocolates placed on top. It was simple. It was perfect. How had Zach accomplished this?

So Cammie follows Zach and they sit on the blanket. It’s quiet. It’s perfect. And maybe just maybe… Cammie will start to like Valentine’s Day.

(Written by: @cammie-morgan-goode)

[rubynationwins]

~Masterlist~

(last updated 10/22/22)

Hello, I’m Ruby! I’m a 23 y/o plus sized gal who likes to write steamy stories that mostly star my current obsessions *cough* Sebastian Stan & Chris Evens *cough* I often write PlusSize!Reader fics bc curvy babes are gorgeous, gorgeous, girls<3 Currently I’ve been on a dark!fic kick so keep that in mind if u don’t like those topics. Warnings are listed for each fic. Please feel free to talk to me or send me a request, if you want to know if I write for a certain character, just ask! I always appreciate feedback so plz comment, like, reblog, send me a hand written review-or all of the above! I cross-post on my AO3 Ruby_Nation but my works should not be posted anywhere else without my express permission.

🥵 = smut 😈 = dark fic 🥰 = fluff 😭 = angst 

Steve Rogers (MCU)

Happy Birthday Mr. America (Drabble) 🥵

Steve Rogers x Plus Size!Reader

A steamy drabble in honor of Chris Evans’ 41st B-day!

The Best Part of Waking Up (One Shot) 🥵

PA! Steve Rogers x Dom!Boss! Reader 

His boss may not be a morning person, but it’s up to Steve to get you to work on time. Things don’t exactly go the way he expects, though.

Bucky Barnes (MCU) /Sebastian Stan

Hard To Handle (One Shot, rpf) 😈 🥵

Soft!Dark!Sebastian Stan x Plus Size!Handler!Reader

You risk your safety trying to find Sebastian when he runs off, but you don’t understand why he’s so upset. As his handler, it’s your job to keep him in line. Plus, why would any man try something on a girl like you? He decides to show you just what men are capable of.

When Words Fail (One Shot) 😭 🥰 🥵ish 

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Who said running away from your problems couldn’t solve them? Well, Bucky sure didn’t seem to appreciate it.

Sleeping With A Friend (In Progress Series) 😈 🥵 😭

Soft!Dark!Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Reader

When Bucky sees what you’re wearing for pajamas–or lack thereof–he can’t help how his body reacts. You’re a heavy sleeper anyway.

Wanna Be Yours (One Shot?) 🥰 😭

Sugar baby!Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Reader

You don’t have a problem letting Bucky see other people, but Bucky wants to tell you that you’re all he wants.

Touch Me (Drabble) 😭

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Random angsty late night drabble

Moon Knight Boys (MCU)

I Saw Him Standing There (In Progress Series) *Hiatus* 

Marc Spector x reader, eventual Steven Grant x reader

Marc Spector has become somewhat of a regular at your (very legitimate and not at all illegal) business-much to his chagrin. When three months roll by with no word from your grumpy “friend” you decide to search him out. What you discover has you baffled.

Series Masterlist

Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)

Actions Have Consequences (Drabble) 😈 😭

Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Reader

Lloyd is so happy to have you home, but he needs to show you what happens when you don’t listen to his rules.

Front Row Seat (One Shot) 😈 🥵 😭

Soft!Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Plus Size!Reader

Lloyd gives you something to do while he’s getting information out of his target–keep his cock nice and warm.

Put On The Costume  (Drabble) 😭 😈

Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Reader

Late night angsty drabble 💍

Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

What’s In A Name? (One Shot) 😭 🥰

Soft!Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size!Reader

You finally tell Ransom how much you hate the nickname he gave you.

So You Want To Tango? (In Progress Series) 😈 🥵 😭

Stepbro!Ransom Drysdale x Virgin!Plus Size!Reader 

All you were trying to do was lose your v-card, was that too much to ask? Apparently so, according to your stepbrother.

Castiel Novak (Supernatural)

Kiddo (Modern Day AU Completed Series) 🥰 😭 🥵

 Older Bro’s Best Friend!Castiel x College Student!Reader

What can a girl do when the guy she’s loved since middle school still calls her “Kiddo”? Well, maybe a night no one expected and a few too many drinks can change everything

Pt.1

 Pt. 2 

 Pt. 3 🥵

Jack Kline (Supernatural)

Baking With The Devil’s Son (One Shot) 🥰

Jack Kline x Reader Platonic Relationship

It’s Jack’s birthday and you’re gonna make sure it’s a celebration to remember! Which means you get to deal with baking the cake. Jack does have some concerns about your expertise, though. (For @squirrel-moose-winchester Crack Fic Challenge. My prompt was ‘Jack Asks Questions’)

[movedtolilmouzee]

Hello! Could I plz request a Mikey x Reader where Mikey's s/o revives Shinichiro. Like Y/n has powers to bring people back to life and then on Mikey's birthday Y/n surprises Mikey with Shinichiro. It's ok if no tho!

𝕭𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖍𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊...

𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧.

𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳!

Mikey knew of your power, but never knew just how powerful it was. It fascinated him to watch you bring someone back to life, his mind wondered through different possibilities that you could do but he pushed the thoughts away not wanting to overwhelm you or make you feel like he was only with you for your power.

Mikey's birthday was quick to come up too quick it made you panic, it was almost impossible to get Mikey a good birthday gift. You knew what he loved but you couldn't just get him dorayaki and taiyaki, it was his favorite but even you knew that wouldn't be the best gift. You could get him bike parts but you wouldn't even know where to start, it was hopeless nothing came to mind when you thought about your boyfriend, until his older brother Shinichiro came to mind

Mikey talked about him almost constantly it could be about his favorite food, bike, anything. You knew how much Mikey missed his older brother and it hurt you to see how sad Mikey would get thinking about him. This started the idea of reviving Shinichiro.

Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya and Takemichi all agreed with your idea and planned to help you execute it perfectly. Everyone agreed to take Mikey out to his favorite restaurant and take him out around tokyo while you revived Shinichiro. Worries went soaring through your mind but you shook your head thinking of how happy Mikey would be to see his older brother and finally get to live his life with him just as he wanted. The plan worked just long enough for you to revive Shinichiro and explain everything to him, while also helping him adjust to the sudden new change that was dropped on him.

You set up the apartment you and Mikey shared with balloons, A cute hand painted birthday streamer, Everyones favorite snacks and a cake for Mikey, hiding Shin in the bathroom before Mikey got home. When your blond haired boyfriend did get home he immediately pulled you into his arms, caring about nothing expect getting to hold you mumbling about "How much he missed you" and pouting because you weren't with him.

Draken had to pick up Mikey like a kitten for him to even notice how much effort you put into decorating the house. The pout quickly changing into happiness and pure excitement, Mikey looking at you with pure love and pure innocence knowing he picked the right person in that moment.

The party went on smoothly, Everyone happy, smiling, laughing and finishing up their pieces of cake as you announced it was time for presents. Mikey bouncing with joy as he plopped down onto the couch. Ripping off the wrapping paper of Drakens gift throwing it all over the living room ignoring Draken and Your complaints. Draken's gift was a cologne Mikey had been eyeing for awhile, Chifuyu'a gift was Mangas that he thought Mikey would enjoy, Mitsuya's gift to Mikey was a jacket he had sewn.

You swore you'd never seen Mikey look so happy before, he was like a dog that has just gotten to see its owner after a year, it was adorable. "Ok, now that you've opened everyone's gift's, I have one that I'll think you'll be very happy out" Your words catching mikey's attention, everyone nodding as you walked out of view, telling Mikey to close his eyes before you came back into the livingroom with Shinichiro following close behind.

The moment Mikey opened his eyes his eyes flickered between you and his older brother, making you nervous. Did he not like what you did? Was he angry at you? Did it upset him? "Y/N...d-d..Did you get a life size cut out of Shinichiro?" Mikey asked making everyone in the room expect you snort. It annoyed you but you understood where Mikey was coming from but it still annoyed you. "No baby, I used my powers to revive Shinichiro. I know how much you missed him and wished he could be here for your birthday so I make your dream come too" You said holding back laughs at how confused Mikey looked.

The confusion Mikey felt washed away as he quickly hugged you, tears staining your shirt as Mikey held onto you for dear life "Thank you so much, baby. Thank you" as all he could muster as he broke down in your arms in pure excitement and love. "This is the best birthday I ever could of asked for" he whispered between hiccups and sobs "I love you much, mikey" "I love you too, angel"

[ryugujitr]

HELLO, HI, HOW ARE YOU- I COME HERE WITH NEWS ABOUT HOW I ALMOST WENT APE SHIT FIVE ON THE FIRST DAY OF THE SEMESTER-

1) Okay so we have the same professor teaching us THREE WHOLE COURSES

2)SHE DOESN'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT THE OTHER TWO

3)THEN SHE SAYS 'WE'LL ALL WORK TOGETHER' -LIKE NO WE AINT GONNA DO SHIT PLZ

4)SHE'S NEW- so while taking introductions she spent 10 min on EACH student, CRUSHING THEIR CONFIDENCE (minD YOU A GROWN ASS WOMAN TREATS GROWN ASS STUDENTS AS KIDS)

5) THE BEST PART IS - EVEN THOUGH EVERY FUCKING THING IS SUPPOSED to be IN ENGLISH- THIS WOMAN; USES JARGON OF LITERATURE FROM OUR national language - LIKE WHY? THIS AINT THE FUCKING 15OO'S , SPEAK IN NORMAL THANK YOU MucH VERy.

PS i was supposed to be Unhinged like Klaus this sem- I've become S2 Five.

This wonderful set of gifs (that i've reblogged too) is a visual representation- IN ANY ORDER THIS IS WHAT IT FELT LIKE - OH FUCK ITS ONLY TUESDAY MY GOD.

Thank you, have a lovely evening/morning/afternoon❤️❣️🥺🌼

OH MY POOR DEAR FRIEND, WHAT HELL DID THIS BITCH COME FROM BECAUSE SURELY IT ISNT THE ONE WHERE REGGIE AND HITLER ARE PLAYING TENNIS

i feel so bad for you and trust me i feel the exact same way for two, now three years. 😭😭 we’ll be going ape shit five together i swear bc i have THE EXACT SAME PROBLEM WITH MY SERBIAN AND GEOGRAPHY TEACHERS LIKE TF IS GOING ON WITH THE WORLD ANYMORE

i start my very last year of middle school on 1st of September, and probably the only motivations that will keep me going are congratulating people on their birthdays. thats it. also tua serotonin. and you. thats it.

THAT SET OF GIFS IS HOW IVE BEEN FEELING FOR THE PAST 2 YEARS OF MY SCHOOL LIFE LIKE PLS JUST HELP ME GOD OR WHOEVER TF MANAGES THIS BS TO MAKE MY LIFE BETTER

im supposed to be allison this year. i can already feel my inner five pushing her aside and being like “let me handle this” and proceeds to make me go on a yelling spree at everyone who irritates me

I love you sm my dear friend, please do keep me updated on your well being and day! I gotta hear from you now bc that lady is outta her mind and I cant lose you to her 😭😭😭😭😭 WE GOTTA MAKE IT OUT ALIVE UNTIL THERES A PORTAL TO THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY, YOU CANT DIE ON ME YET

[hollowsart]

because I have no idea what a pinned post would do to my blog layout on desktop, I’m gonna do this for mobile users just like what I did with my faq:

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Hello and Welcome!

My name is Ghostie and I love to doodle and draw, I’m an amateur artist trying my best every day. Feel free to ask me questions about whatever you may be curious about, I’m always happy to answer anything as best I can!

Age: 25+

Birthday: May 3rd

Gender: Cis Female

Pronouns: She/Her/They/Them

Orientation: Asexual || Demi/Panromantic || Aegosexual

Zodiac Sign: Taurus (Boar)

MBTI Type: INFP

Favorite Animal: Sloths!! but I also really love crabs and bats!

Favorite Holiday: Halloween, like a good majority of tumblr agrees on.

Miscellaneous:

Debilitating Social Anxiety, Socially inept, Depression, Possible ADHD, and probably more I have yet to find out about myself.

Simultaneously aware and oblivious, friendly reminders are appreciated, unless it’s something already touched up on in my faq.

Trying to improve myself and step out of my comfort zone little by little, plz be patient with me, I am trying my best “orz

I like spooky themes like ghosts and such, which is reflected in my sona’s design and concept which you may see now and again!

Current interests: Spamton, Pokemon, and Doc Ock for some reason.

Rules: please don’t be rude or gross... there’s no need.

Please enjoy your stay!

[shingia]

hello angel <33 for the weekly prompt can i get suna+👭

is this me subtly but not so subtly asking you to fuel my 'suna&suna's sister vs suna's s/o&suna's sister' brainrot it seems i'm always bringing up w/you?? well yeah. AKSJAJ THEIR NEW SIBLING DYNAMIC WOULD BE SO CUTE and i wanna see where you take it 🥰🥰 (but you do whatever you want with that emoji omg i dont want to pressure you love)

ahHHH PLZ THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER LET’S NEVER STOP TALKING ABOUT THE SUNA SIBLINGS 😭 also, i kinda didn’t respect the event because this is definitely not a drabble, i wrote a whole ass fic but i just couldn’t help myself oopsie 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️

fun fact : i was brushing my teeth when i read your request for the first time and i gasped so loud that i swallowed half of my toothpaste. so not a fun experience but the request itself? pure gold 💘😫💘 

⇢ suna x f!reader | fluffy + wholesome sibling dynamic | word count : 1.5K 💀

if ever asked, suna rintarō would say that the list of his flaws was pretty average.

like many people, he was terrible at remembering birthdays, his bedroom was an absolute mess most of the time and he always pushed the door when the sign said to pull.

however, there was one flaw he had always prided himself for not having, and that was jealousy.

but he never would’ve thought that saying this out loud only once would mark the start of an infallible alliance between the two girls who mattered most to him.

« yeah no, i’m not buying it. » his sister had stated, arms crossed ever since you had burst in her room to tell her about the claims of her brother « we’re talking about the guy who used to cry when it was my turn to ride our tricycle. i’m telling you, he’s mad jealous. we just have to create an opportunity for him to show it… »

and from this discussion was born your clever yet childishly simple plan.

you and suna had been hanging out in his bedroom for about thirty minutes now, you lying down on his bed and him sitting at his desk, deliberately ignoring his homework for tomorrow.

leaning against the black wooden headboard, you immediately straightened up with a poorly dissimulated smile on your lips as the long-awaited message of his sister popped on your screen.

‘ok, i’m behind the door. don’t forget to turn your sound on’

you chuckled silently ; how could you forget when the whole purpose of this was for suna to hear every single one of the notifications she was about to bombard you with ?

scrolling down on his phone with one knee scrunched up to his chest, your poor boyfriend had absolutely no idea of what was coming at him.

suddenly, your phone started profusely ringing and vibrating at every single message that his sister was hastily sending from the other side of the door on your left. but if you had expected to receive them, you definitely had not expected to laugh so much.

‘you know’ ‘sometimes i look at you two’ ‘and i’m thinking WHY’ ‘i mean, take a good look at him’ ‘you seriously look at my brother and think « yup. that’s the one, right there »’ ‘how?’ ‘WHY?’ ‘his scoliotic-looking ass ?’ ‘his nonexistent cooking skills ?’ ‘i don’t get it’

suna’s head had jerked up after the fourth message, mostly out of surprise because he knew you usually did not have your sound on. but just as he was about to throw a pencil at you and ask you to turn it off, something piqued his curiosity. well, maybe more than just curiosity.

that smile on your lips was definitely not the kind of smile you had while reading texts from your friends…

with one eyebrow lifted, he put both feet on the floor and rested his elbows on his thighs, « who is it ? » he asked as nonchalantly as possible.

bingo, you thought without even trying to dissimulate the grin that started spreading on your lips. but you kept your eyes on the screen, which was now being flooded by messages about how you had ‘done the hardest part’.

« so you’re just not gonna answer me ? » he asked again, jaw clenched and right leg impatiently bouncing up and down. as much as he loved and cherished each of your smiles, he could not help but feel conflicted about the one that was plastered on your face right now.

was it selfish to be angry at the thought that someone other than him could make you look so happy ? probably…

hearing the irritation in his tone, you finally looked up from your phone, just long enough to formulate your answer. « just a friend » you shrugged, your indifferent tone contrasting with the obvious contentment in your eyes « you don’t know him anyways ».

and just as you had planned, that was the last straw. 

suna had never been a fast walker, but for some reason that you could easily guess, he covered the distance between his desk and his bed in a split second.

« well, introduce me then » he stated, half sat on the mattress with his green eyes staring right into yours. he was more than ready to make sure you would not ignore him again.

« rin, we’re talking about something else right now » you sighed, still carefully hiding the screen from him « i’m not interrupting our conversation to introduce you ».

his brows that had been lifted in surprise up until now suddenly went down in a frown, like the weight of his suspicions had suddenly doubled. 

« fine, then i’ll interrupt it myself » he declared just before stretching out his arm to grab your phone. you let out a startled gasp - but your reflexes were quick enough for you to dodge his hand by leaning back until your head met his pillow.

but suna was strong-willed when it came to you. and he did not stop until his body was hovering over yours, his hands pinning your arms to the mattress with a victorious smirk that only lasted a second before giving way to a worried pout.

« if you wanna break up with me, do it now » he told you, his voice much lower than before. it almost sounded like a last warning while his fingers were finally grabbing hold of your phone.

your jaw dropped at his words, because there was absolutely no way you had heard him correctly, right ? were a few texts enough for him to fear that you might want to break up with him ? since when was he so insecure ?

« oh my god, rin i’m so sorry » you gave up, letting out a distressed chuckle that surprised him enough to let go of your arms. your hands immediately found their way to his cheeks, squeezing them so hard that he had trouble articulating his next words, a short yet efficient « what the fuck ? ».

on your left, the door suddenly slammed open as the silhouette of his sister appeared at the corner of your eyes. « yeah, what the fuck ?! we almost had him ! » she exclaimed, fists planted on her hips. there was an absolutely scandalized look in her eyes, that looked so much like her brother’s. « oh and for the love of god rin, get off of her ! » she added, looking away until he accepted to sit back down on the bed.

it only took suna a glance to his sister’s phone screen to understand what you two had been up to. he knew this day would happen sooner or later, the day where a dreaded alliance would finally see the light of day : his sister and girlfriend plotting together against him was only logical given how much he picked on the both of you.

« i hate you, you know that ? » he sighed, his gaze alternating between the two of you.

« pfft, no you don’t » his sister scoffed, quickly grabbing a pillow and throwing it at his face before walking away. but suna’s reflexes were just as good as yours and he easily caught it with his hand before throwing it right back at her, with about twice as much force.

« CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR WHEN YOU LEAVE ! » he yelled. but the only answer he got from her was a bold middle finger, that he cursed himself for teaching her when she was only four. 

on a normal day, he would probably have run after her and dragged her back here so that she could properly close the damn door. but his mind was elsewhere today. and as his eyes darted back to you, you understood that you were not going to get with this so easily.

with a short sigh followed by a click of the tongue, he grabbed your ankles and pulled them towards his body, bringing you much closer. the victorious grin on his lips was lasting much longer this time.

« hey, i thought you were supposed to hate me ? » you teased, turning your head when he inched his face towards yours.

« yeah well i thought you were supposed to be on my side, not hers…» he retaliated, resting his elbows on both side of your head. it was hard for him to look annoyed, because although he would probably never voice it, your friendship with his sister was the best thing that could have happened to him.

with a roll of the eyes, you joined your hands behind his large back and, after admiring his features for a little while, placed a loud kiss on his chin.

suna looked down at you, perplexed as to why on earth you would kiss his chin when his lips were so close. but he made it right less than a second later, as you finally let him kiss the smile he had been so worried about earlier.

and as a strand of his hair brushed against your cheek, you could not help but think about how much you loved his scoliotic-looking ass.

[nostxlgia18]

heyy heyyy!! i know your social media had its last chapter yesterday buuuttt can you please take in 1 request :)

can you do sonething about Chris proposing Tia in a unique way, maybe Tia (reader) can be a big F.R.I.E.N.D.S fan!!!

i love your blog plz take in my request!!!

thank you <3

PS: i just got to know that this time i can't have a party for my bday, this might cheer me up :(

Hiii, happy birthday to you in advance 💞 . I'm sorry to hear that u won't have a party but I changed your request a bit. How would u feel the celebrities wishing you huh!!!

I love this idea, its going to be a 2 parter let me know what you guys think ✌🏻

Warning: A very long chapter & please imagine yourself in the place of our favorite Lizzie in the pictures, bear me plz ❣

~ birthday proposal pt.1 ~

Taglist: @beck07990 @calimoi @violacavs520 @girl-toxxic @everytimeyousaygoodbye @julialuv1d @teenagecloudflapscissors-blog @thereisa8ella @mandybug39 @justreadingthatsit @fanficworld @mrspeacem1nusone

'Its my birthday tomorrow, I can't believe I'll be 27 jeez.' You thought

Your phone rang next to you, it's Aiden

"Heyy" you answered

"Hello Sister, so it's your last day being a 26 year old!" Aiden teased me

"Ughh yeah, Don't remind me please" you huffed

"Okay so, mom wants to spend the day with you and she has invited the both of us to her new Malibu beach house...woohoo" Aiden cheered

"Great! I mean I didn't have any other plans so this works" you replied

"Wonderful, I'll tell mom then. Pack up now we leave in 2 hrs"

"Okayy byee brother" Before i could cut the call

"Byee old sister"

"Aiden!!!" You heard Aiden chuckle

You were about to keep the phone aside when a notification popped up

The thought of your boyfriend not being there on your birthday saddened you but again its his work

You quickly packed your stuff and got ready to leave for the Road Trip

You heard your doorbell ring, you ran to open it knowing it's Aiden

"Hey, you ready!" Aiden asked

"Yup, let me go get my bags and we can leave" you replied going back to your bedroom to get the bags

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"Wow, it's so beautiful" you exclaimed admiring your moms house

"You like it!" You heard your mom say

"Ofcourse it's wonderful" you hugged her tight

"Okay so here's the plan for tomorrow, we will have your favorite breakfast made in the morning, then watch some of your favorite movies in the afternoon and then for dinner we go to a very fancy restaurant, whats say?" Your mother exclaimed excitedly

"Wow, so it's all planned" you giggled

"YUP." Aiden and your mom replied

"Now let's get you guys settled in come on, let me show your rooms"

"We have our own rooms here!?" Aiden asked

"Obviously, your my kids dumbo" your mom smacked Aiden's head

"Aww ma I love you" Aiden hugged mom, acting emotional which had you laughing uncontrollably

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It's 11.58 pm

"Mom's asleep" Aiden said entering your room

"Good" you replied yawning

"Happy birthday sugarcup!" Aiden wished you hugging you tightly which made you both fall back on the bed

"Oh God, Thank you" you replied giggling

"Jeez, Aiden I can't take your weight get up"

"Okay I'm gonna go get your gift now" he kissed your cheek

As soon as Aiden left the room, your phone started ringing

A video call from Chris

"Heyy!" You answered the call

"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Tia, happy birthday to you" Chris sang

"Haha thank you" you were grinning

"Is this your new room?" He asked looking around

"Oh yeah, mom built one for me and Aiden here" you turned the camera around to show him

"Damn, I'm going to try best to get out of here quick I promise" Chris pouted

"I know Chris I'm not mad!"

"I'm so lucky to have you babe, your so understanding. I thought I'll have a hard time to convince you" He sighed

"Oh really, how long have you known me huh" you arched your eyebrow

"I love you, I miss you so much" Chris confessed

"Don't make me barf now guys come on" Aiden stated entering with a red box

"Here!" He handed the box to you

You curiously opened it and gasped

"It's so beautiful" you were mesmerized

"Thank you so much Aiden" you hugged him

"Look at this babe" you showed the box to Chris

"Wow it will look so beautiful on you" Chris exclaimed

"I'm gonna wear this tomorrow for sure" you told Aiden

"Okay, I'm sorry but I gotta go. I have to wake up early tomorrow!" Chris sighed

"But we haven't even spoken properly yet" you were very confused at his statement

Chris didn't even reply to you he just sighed heavily

"Okay byee" you replied sadly

"Don't be sad babe, you know I can't stand that" Chris's eyes gleamed

"Yeah yeah I'm not, go now or you will be late for tomorrow" your replied with a sad smile

With that he cut off the call

"You okay?" Aiden inquired

"Yeah yeah, um can you sleep here today?" You asked him

"Are you sure?" Aiden asked

"Yeah I don't wanna be alone" you eyes welled up

"Hey I will okay, every things gonna be okay" Aiden comforted you

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The next day went really really well, you got phone calls and messages from all you friends and colleagues.

You replied to all the people who wished you on instagram

Everybody called you expect Chris, which was very weird but you figured he must be busy and scratched any weird thoughts from your mind

Part 2

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[aphrodite-would-be-proud]

I just read the Erwin date scenarios and it’s so hood AGH could you please do one for armin? Plz 😚

You read my mind👀 ngl I think about Armin each time I write something for Erwin, despite them being alike i like to compare the differences and think they have different tastes and love languages.

Erwin strikes me a more act of services and gift giving guy while Armin would definitely go for words of affirmation and quality time.

Type of dates with Armin PT.1 {pt.2 in masterlist}

{ Armin x reader | tw: none | fluff, romance | modern }

{ "in bloom" by Abbott Fuller Graves 1859–1936 }

Ideal dates : these are dates he plans up ahead, makes sure they go smoothly and you're both are having fun. He really looks forward to these dates, they're like an event for him. He saves them up for important occasions like your anniversary, valentine's day, birthday, etc.

1. Spending a full day on the beach: when i say a full day I mean it, he's driving you there really early in the morning while you're struggling to stay awake in the passenger seat. He doesn't even need coffee he's running on 100% pure determination and will.

You'd arrive before anyone there, to get the best spot of course. It's close enough to the sea that you can feel the humidity of the water in the air, yet far enough from the rest of the beach that other people won't bother you.

He'd understand if you were too sleepy to help him set things up, he'd just kiss your forehead before letting you go back to sleep, promising he'll get you something to drink when the stores open.

You wake up to the smell of your favourite hot drink, just around 8am. The sun is up and the air is refreshing, you can hear the quiet chatter of people far away just arriving here. You sip your drink as Armin guides you to the small comfortable space he made, proudly showing off his work.

Please praise him and give him a kiss on the cheek, he will melt.

The rest of the day is spent with you two swimming lazily in the water, feeling the warm sunlight on your skin. Collecting whatever pretty seashell you see, using some to decorate the sandcastle Armin built with you. He takes a pictures of you at seemingly random moments, he promises to show you when he devolps them later.

You help him dry his hair afterwards, he take you to get ice cream. Despite getting you one too, he still ends up sharing his own with you, and if you're up for seconds he'd happily oblige.

When night falls and the people began leaving, the waves of the ocean get a little higher, wind turning colder. Don't worry, Armin thought about that, that's why he brought blankets.

He'd wrap you both in the same one, even holding you close to him, it's for warmth he says and yet he seems like he was looking forward for this. You help him in making a small bonfire, he brought marshmallows.

The rest of the night is spent with you laying against him while huddled in a blanket, looking at the heavens above and the constellation of the stars.

He takes your hand in his, guiding your finger to where polaris is. "It never changes" he says "no matter what" and from that star, he guides you through the formation of the little dipper.

Just right under it, directly under the polaris, begins the big dipper, a close replica to its little sister.

You spend hours like this, looking at the stars as new formations come and go with the time. You were early enough to catch Aries as it was leaving, pleiades, the seven sisters shining brightly next to it.

And just after midnight it was Sirius turn to say goodbye. That's when both of you decided to call it a night, he hugged you close to him, you could feel his heartbeat slowing down, he was oh so warm and tasted just like chocolate and marshmallows when you kissed goodnight.

2. Going on an adventure and trying new things: Armin has the need to try new things and gain new experiences, despite being someone who prefers small groups of friends and getting lost in a book than socialising. It's something that's been a part of him since he was a child, he wants to experience what the world has to offer and won't say no despite how utterly terrifying it can be to him.

And he wants to have those experiences with you, to share his love for the unknown with you, to see your reactions and share his own thoughts. The only thing that's better than going on adventures to him is going on adventures with you.

An adventure could be anything really, it could be going diving underwater or going to that creepy looking supermarket that never closes, you never know. An adventure is an adventure after all. The possibilities are endless.

So don't be surprised when he asks for you to go with him sky diving for his birthday despite knowing how terrfied he is of heights and how even a carnaval ride can make him sick.

Good or bad he doesn't care, he just wants to try and learn everything. He's full of curiosity and surprises that you'd never get bored, although a good thing about him is that he never is unprepared.

Yes he will take you on seemingly dangerous adventures but know that he really deeply thought about this before hand and is prepared for all the different scenarios that could happen, he likes the unknown but he's smart and cautious on how to approche it.

Not to mention that a single adventure can leave him satisfied for a long time before craving a new rush, probably once or twice a year. Just frequent enough to be something to look forward to but not too frequent that it becomes boring or too repetitive, he manages to keep that balance and walk on that thin line.

3. Hot air ballon ride: just imagine, it's early autumn, the weather is just right to wear those cozy yet good looking clothes, the earth seems like it's turning slower than usual as the trees change colours.

Around sunrise or sunset, both of you are high up in the air, the sun clearly in view with the golden clouds surrounding it. The world managing to look so small yet so vast at the same time.

Armin is wearing his favourite sweater and scarf combo, he's holding your hand in his pocket to keep it warm. It's just you and him isolated from the rest of the world like other people dont exist anymore, and strangely he's okay with that, at peace even.

He brings a camera and captures how the sun reflects in your eyes, how the chilly air makes you rub your hands together for warmth and how utterly breathtaking you look.

Beautiful, gorgeous even, these are the only thoughts in his mind at that moment.

And so Armin made a promise to himself that in the far future, when he wants to be even closer to you, to vow his life to yours, he'd propose on a hot air balloon.

But as much as he likes staying up in the air with you being his angel, the process of booking a ride is much more complicated and time consuming than he originally thought. Meaning he doesn't get to enjoy these rare heavenly moments as he wants to.

He needs to make reservations in advance, not to mention how important it is to choose a trustworthy company. Lastly how rides depend on the weather conditions, needing to reschedule if the weather takes a turn to the worse.

4. Visiting the aquarium or planetarium: he's just a boy with oceans for eyes and stars in his smile, can you really blame him for gravitating towards these places? Or for diving too deep in knowledge about the sky above and sea below?

Whenever the weather is too harsh for a beach trip or the sky is too cloudy for a stargazing night, these two places are his to go backups.

He's memorised the place like the back of his hand, no need for a map. Want to see the shark tanks and how they're doing? He'll take you there and introduce to them and the silly nicknames he gave them. Or how about saying hello to the dolphins who'll show off some moves just for your attention, or maybe you miss seeing the adorable penguins wobble around?

He knows endless facts about each fish kind, he makes it seem so fascinating and the way he phrases the information and coats them in milk and honey makes it impossible for you not to engage.

You both could have a slow with few words spoken walk and it still be as interesting, he'd even make special playlists to listen to while walking around and sharing his earphones.

Meanwhile at the planetarium, sometimes in the early mornings you'd run into kids just arriving for their school trip. Racing each other to the solar system panel and looking in amazement when the stars show begins. You and Armin have a nostalgic feeling when watching them, yet when you look at each other you remember how good it feels like to be grown and have someone special.

You never could get bored of seeing the stars, especially not with Armin.

5. Trying a new kind of art: one time you asked him what does he think the meaning of art is, what even is art?

"Art is communication" he said.

Armin has a deep love and appreciation for all kind of art, from classic oil canvas paintings to old greek sculptures. He doesn't pick a side, he likes both the modren and classic.

Music is art, writing is art and even making pottery is a form of art too. He wants to experience it, not for a need to acolmplish something or to rival Shakespeare, but for a need to communicate his emotions in a more subtle and personal way.

Like a secret language only he can decipher the meaning of, after all he was the one to create it.

Whenever he tries a new form of art, his usual fear of failure and absurdly high expectations actually go out the window. There isn't good and bad art, there's just different levels of communication and different styles.

So to him, the act of bringing you both some watercolours and cotton papers to paint on for a date is incredibly intimate, that's his true feelings and emotions he's showing you. But don't worry, he isn't here to take the whole thing seriously, he's actually playful and mellow most of the time.

Or maybe he'd like to make pottery with you, an excuse to put his hands around yours while sitting intimately close, maybe even give your shoulder a couple kisses while you shape the vase you agreed on making.

The next day, you find the finished vase near the window with a sunflower arrangements inside.

It also could be you two sitting next to each other, working together on a page of an adult colouring book or maybe to each one his own book. He'd hog the color blue most of the time so watch out, and don't lend him yours because he will hog it too.

Or maybe as a fun past time, you'd both attempt to make poetry, expect you're getting more and more drunk on the fruit flavoured beer he brought with him. You had fun laughing while reading what you came up with the next morning.

6. Going fruit picking in summer: it's his favourite way to celebrate the arrival of his favourite season, wear something light, pack some lemonade and go enjoy what mother nature has to offer.

You two would walk around in the fields, he's wearing a straw hat to block the sun, he thinks it looks better on you. Both of you looking at the fruits waiting to be picked, choosing the really unique shaped ones, the colourful ones and the especially delicious looking ones.

You might meet some small friends along the way, like a couple ladybugs that were crawling up Armin's arm. Two butterflies dancing in the air and even a frog that's taking a walk from its lake home nearby.

Going home that day with baskets full of different fruits waiting for your use, Armin and you discuss all the different ways you could use them for, like making delicious smoothies, or maybe saving them for baking a pie or cake. Maybe cutting them in small bites and covering them with different kinds of chocolate, maybe just making a fruits salad to enjoy while Armin reads you a book

Or maybe, maybe just washing them and eating them raw. Yeah that option sounds the most appealing after a day of walking through fields in the sun.

He'd feed you some, push them against your lips and smile when your eyes subtly light up at the sweet taste....maybe a kiss after so he could taste it too?

[finn-ray-nal-beads]

i’m tryna vibe into the christmas season which i know you hate, so spin me a yarn w the dastardly boy mr sackler buying presents for us. 🥰

@maybe-your-left HOW DARE YOU PUT XMAS SHIT IN MY INBOX I HATE IT SO MUCH. But for Sackler, I guess I can get... Creative.. Plz take a gander at these THOTS I have about our boi and his dirty ass mind. 

- Sackler isn’t a really patient person, to begin with, so Xmas shopping is a combination of stressful and manic for him. 

- After walking into every single goddamn store in New York, he got a brilliant idea... who needed fuckin’ presents when you had the best gift of them all? HIS BIGASS COCK WRAPPED UP IN A FUCKIN’ BOW LIKE THE PRETTY BOI HE WAS. 

- He B-lined it home, grabbing red ribbon and some tape for extra good measure, to become the gift that kept on giving... and BOY were you in for a surprise that evening. 

- He waited around until about fifteen minutes before you’d be stumbling in the door from work, exhausted as all hell from the insane day at the office. 

- He stripped himself down into his birthday suit (or Xmas suit as he referred to it during the holidays) and wrapped his pretty pecker like the fuckin’ gift it was... running out of ribbon because of it’s... GIRTH 👀.

- When Adam seemed satisfied with the wrapping he’d done, making sure to pump his cock in his hand gently to make it nice and stiff for your arrival. 

-Thinking of you, tied to the bed in the very ribbon he’d used, naked and starving to be stuffed like an Xmas stocking, writhing under him to spray his seed over your jiggling tits... Ya, ‘that makes him nice and hard’, he thought glancing with a smirk at the clock, moving over to the tree, laying like Burt Reynolds to show off his endowment. 

- And just in time too as the keys jingled in the lock of the apartment door, signaling your arrival. 

- You trudged in, holding your purse, a brown grocery bag, and your phone up to your ear, speaking to your sister as you shut the door with your heeled boot behind you, “no, God, please tell me she’s not coming to dinner,” you whined into the phone, not even paying attention to the large gift under your tree as you set your effects on the table. 

- “Fuck!” you rubbed your eyes, listening to her drone on about who was going to be coming for Xmas Eve dinner, glancing over to see if you had enough wine to keep you satisfied while your family would crowd your shared apartment. 

- “Hold on, sis,” covering your hand with the phone to look over the back of the couch, eyes going wide as you saw the majesty before you, “I-I’m gonna call you back,” hanging the phone up to click your heels over to Sackler and his display. 

- “Why, hello there babe!” grinning from ear to ear as you crossed your legs at the warming sensation developing in your panties, “what the hell is this?” gesturing to his Eiffel Tower dick wrapped crudely in tape and ribbon. 

- “It’s my gift to you, kid!” smirking as he rubbed his heavy balls, staring you down like an animal, “couldn’t think of anything better than 25 days of dick!” he yelled out, jumping up to wrap your waist in a large hug, kissing your open neck as you took his hulking figure in. 

- “You gonna let me unwrap it, babe? It looks kinda suffocated!” chuckling as you pushed him playfully off your body. 

- “Kid, you can do whatever you want with it,” giggling back as he gripped your cheeks, kissing your lips a few times, “it’s the gift that keeps on giving all year!” smacking your ass as you led him back to the bedroom. 

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OH NO! DID I COCK TEASE YOU LIKE YOU DO ME ALL THE FUCKIN’ TIME? YES, I DID MERRY FUCKIN’ XMAS I LOVE YOU, SISSY! 🖤

[fairycosmos]

I hope you take this as a complement because I mean it as such but you look like someone I could have had a really close friendship with in secondary school as we navigated through the trials and tribulations of adolescence and later developed into a romantic relationship that ended up dissolving as we grew apart but I would always think back to that time and remember you fondly, you give me old friend who I always remember when their birthday passes every year even though it’s been half a decade since we spoke and my email password is your phone number vibes, you give me the girl I once saw on the late train home in 2015 with smudged mascara and glitter on her cheeks and a cool grungy outfit that I really liked but was too shy to compliment you vibes, you give me the girl I met when I was seven on a summer trip to PleasureWood Hills (lol) with forest eyes and a friendly smile who I instantly get along with that I never see again but one day 10 years later I sit next to a girl on a crowded bus on a hazy, august day and she has a friendly smile and forest eyes and she asks me if we’ve met before vibes

omggggggggg listen listen listen i have literally been rendered insane by this 😳😳😳 you have bewitched me heart and soul quite literally angelll on earth oh my fucking god!!! help!!! 999 someones stolen my breath </3 first of all i’m going to need you to write a book immediately because HELLO?? i feel like i need to read a million pages of how you see the world. rn. this is soooo beautiful and heartfelt, it makes me yearn to know you so i can be all of those people for you somehow !! like it’s criminal that we are not in fact childhood besties with a complex past and an unspoken love. also i bet we have met in another life cuz how else are you able to warm my heart like this hmmmm. and second of all, i’m not even proposing to you - i am just now considering us already married and together and best friends for eternity. please let me get this tattooed on the inside of my brain so i never forget it <3 thank you sm my lovely plz know that i’m with you nd rooting for you always from my corner of the earth. you deserve the universe x