#his FRIENDS that hes finally decided to TRUST

[writingwisterias]

All of me for All of you

DI!Leon Kennedy x AFAB! Fem! Reader Warnings: SMUT, MNDI, Fluff, Friends - Lovers, Insecurities, Oral (F- receiving), Praise Kink, Slight Breeding kink ;), Unprotected sex, Summary: He was always the best at surprising you Words: 2.8k Happy valentines day! I know I said it would be a drabble but I'm starting to think I don't actually know what the word is. Stay safe tonight if you do have plans! and hope you all have fun ;))

It was probably better for you that he cancelled instead of waiting in the restaurant for the dickhead to show up with some cheap chocolates and dying flowers in exchange for sex. Dating was hard enough these days, with all of the apps being used for a quick fuck instead of a meaningful connection. Did that not matter to anyone anymore? The idea of a relationship with someone who felt like your best friend seemed like a distant dream at this point. 

Instead, tonight you were sitting in your apartment with a glass of wine and some expensive chocolate you treated yourself to. It just always felt so sad spending the one holiday that is meant for people to declare their love to each other like this. To make matters worse you were the only one alone today, you couldn’t even have a galentines day since their dates didn’t decide to cancel. The only person you knew that was free was Leon. A recent edition in your life after joining his workplace. Your relationship progressed quickly into best friend status as your skills worked well together, trusting each other almost immediately. Humor even more so. 

The ideal couple if the office had anything to do with it. You wouldn’t be yourself by ignoring the blossoming crush you had on him. After all he was the office heart throb there were many others that felt the same. Yet, with his lack of text today you assumed he was slumped in some bar or busy on a mission. Too busy to deal with you stewing in your self worth. 

The rom-com playing in the background did nothing to improve your mood, only adding to the sense of loneliness that suffocated your brain. You hadn’t realised how sad it felt being alone when there were so many people booking up the restaurant spaces. To make a bad evening worse you couldn’t even get a takeaway dinner because of all ‘Love day’ deals. 

Leon however had remembered the brief comment you made yesterday about the date cancellation. The backpack he was wearing was full of dinner supplies, wanting to make sure that at least you had something to make you feel better. Did he have a date because you had one? Yes. Did he cancel it because yours was cancelled? Also yes. 

Perhaps this is just the life of someone smitten. It took him a while to even gather the courage to ask you on a date, spending days calculating every moment of it so he could finally admit how he felt only for you to crush it by showing a picture of sir dickhead. His plans ruined and replaced with some woman he found that same night at least then he wouldn’t be alone he thought. Hopefully you’ll settle for some homemade pizzas as the poor guy couldn’t even get the shop bought ones in the frozen section. 

The knock at your door surprised you more than anything, scrambling the mountain of blankets you had on the sofa for your phone in case you missed a text. He could hear your feet thudding to the door. Leon stood in the doorway, rocking on his feet as you turned each lock but the nerves settled quickly when he caught a look at your adorable face. You were wrapped in a blanket, hair down and messy, the house highlighted by the soft glow of the fairy light he helped hang up a few weeks ago. It felt like you, a ball of warmth. 

“Happy valentines day?” He chuckled holding out the squashed flowers from where they were crushed in his backpack along with a squashed box of chocolates. He grinned as the confusion on your face was slowly wiped into a happy expression. The corners of your mouth twinging upwards slightly until it finally broke into a fill on grin. “Leon, what are you doing here? I thought you had a date or something?” You questioned, stepping aside anyway to allow him to enter. He placed the flowers and chocolate on the table, his jacket finding the spot you reserved for it on the hanger by the door. “It..uh…got cancelled? Anyway, no point in us being lonely” He spoke. 

The backpack landed on the table with a thud before he started to unpack it. Various pizza toppings, bags of many types of cheeses. “What is all this?” You asked, picking up a few items trying to correlate his plan. “Well I tried to pick up some pizzas but there wasn’t any. It might be fun to try and make our own, I thought” 

You could have melted in a puddle right there and then you swore as you turned to look at him. The smile he wore was genuine for a change not the forced one he often used around the office or when the team went out for drinks. He really wanted to be here with you tonight, even going as far as to conjure up a last minute plan. So with a large grin you turned to face him, rolling up the sleeves of your pjs “Guess we better get cooking I’m starving” 

Music slowly filled the kitchen, flour covering every surface as well as each other as you both shaped your pizza bases. “We should do hearts, to keep in theme” You suggested as you started to create the arches perfectly. Leon nodded, giving an attempt himself laughing at the mess. “At least we will tell each others apart,” He joked. Whilst he lacked the artist approach that yours did it was still endearing anyway, it gave it character. “I can see the attempt” You giggled, resting your chin on his shoulder as you looked at it. Leon’s breath faltered – he hadn’t expected the night to turn so domestic, to feel like a relationship with you was something he always missed. It fuels the determination inside him to correct it to ensure that no matter what he succeeds.

“Yeah well yours was always going to be perfect, everything you do is” He spoke, catching your eye briefly before turning to look at the pizza creation he was working on. It was a prime opportunity to wrap your arms around him, hold him close and just feel his warmth seep into your bones. You didn’t though; instead you reluctantly peeled away moving towards the oven to begin cooking them. It felt like time had slowed as you both waited, sitting on the counters opposite each other whilst the pizzas baked in between you too. “So how come your date cancelled on you then?” You asked him, legs thumping on the cabinets as you swung them. 

Leon shrugged he wasn’t sure if was ready yet to admit the truth, the real reason why he was here. He was currently enjoying the atmosphere. He spent time with you often breaking his rule of allowing people close, letting them worm their way into his closed off world in case they got hurt. You didn't even need to try. You just did it, made him crumble and falter; gave him an adrenaline rush of something that wasn’t fighting death. “Rather be here instead anyway” He stated. You believed him, the look in his eye told you he was content. Happy even. The beeper on the oven interrupted your own admittance, cutting the tension you had both created before it was too late. You didn’t want to ruin this. 

“How come I have the shit blanket?” He grumbled as you both curled on the sofa, the pizzas cut and ready on plates in your lap. He was letting you choose the movie today, after all he chose the last one a few weeks ago. “Because this one is my favorite” You stated eyes glued onto the screen. You were both a respectful distance away, curled up in either corner of the sofa, your legs touching slightly as you sprawled out at a diagonal. You had managed to find a cheap candle, lighting them around the tv which added to the warmth of the room. It was the perfect night in. “I like that one as well though” He whined. You knew he did, he stole it every time you got up to the bathroom, used it when he slept on your couch. It smelt like him every time he left; that's why it was your favourite. 

“Cry about it. I could have not given you one” 

It was true he supposed, he could have been left to the cold. His body moved before he thought logically about it, sliding across the couch holding his pizza carefully. Worming his way next to you under the blanket. You stiffened as he moved the pillows around to create a fake arm rest, kicking his legs out on the coffee table in front of him. He was so close, you could feel his arm brushing against yours as he moved them to bring the food to his mouth. Brushing his hand against your thigh as he rubbed the crumbs off his finger tips. 

“This pizza’s great, what a great idea. I wonder who came up with” He joked but when he turned to look at you his breath caught in his throat. You gazed at him with a soft smile, your eyes twinkling in the fairy lights. Your hand landed on his, holding it gently. “How do you want your credits?” You whispered, heart pounding as you leaned closer. Leon could feel your breath against his cheek, feel the weight of you as you leaned in closer to him. His eyes scanned you, looking for any sign that he was reading the situation wrong only to find that yours were doing the same. Waiting for the rejection from him, for him to push you away and leave you alone again. 

Leon didn’t dare, not when your lips tasted this sweet once he finally closed the gap. Your skin soft underneath his palms as he held your face and brought you close. The empty plates clattered to the floor, the sound muted as the blanket fell with them. Leon dominated you, pushing you back against the couch. “Are you sure about this?” He asked nervously, his body caged you in. His aftershave intoxicating you as you nipped at the skin of his neck. “I’m sure” You whispered against the stubble that covered his jaw. Slowly making a trail back to his lips. “I don’t want this to be a one time thing because we are lonely” 

“Good. Me neither” 

With a smirk his fingers began to slide up your pj top, helping you remove it quickly. “No bra?” He teased as he pulled one of the hardening buds in his mouth. Sucking at the flesh loudly, his tongue circling the bud with an infinity symbol flicking as he moved over it. You couldn’t even respond to him if you tried, your heart thumping as he kissed along the valley of your breasts. His fingers replacing his lips on the breast he left behind. Your fingers tugged at the strands of his hair, pulling him closer to your chest like you were trying to suffocate him with the sweet smell of lavender that lingers on you. 

You felt him smirk his teeth grazing the bud, small nibbles around the area that was soon to leave marks. He wasn’t even doing anything but devouring your breasts and it got you all hot and bothered. Your breathless moans were your only form of communication; words failing you as he continued to move south. His grip was gently – barely there as he moved his hands down to your thighs. Leon’s fingers dug into the soft flesh prying your legs apart. Your grey shorts are already displaying your eagerness to him. “Never pictured you to become this horny” He teases, his tongue moving up the insides of your thigh marking the journey he made. You felt him suck against the fabric, moaning deeply as the muted taste of you hit his tongue. 

His fingers returned their teasing touch, hovering above the waistband of the shorts. Leon however paused, glancing back up to you waiting silently for a final form of approval before doing anything. Your fingers stroked the soft strands of his hair as you smiled down at him and nodded. The shorts were removed fairly quickly and discarded somewhere in the room. “Cute” He chuckled upon seeing your underwear. You had totally forgotten about the heart shaped ones you wore this morning after not expecting company. “I…I wasn’t planning on this” You chuckled nervously. Your cheeks are heating up as embarrassment flooded through your system. You knew he didn’t care, not when his lust blown eyes watched the unveil of your underwear as he exposed your pussy. 

He watched the poor thing clench around nothing, the cold air making it twitch and spasm as you silently begged for attention. Who was he to deny you? This is what he wanted after all. To finally prove his affection and how much you mean to him, how much effect you had on his life since entering it. His kisses were firm, your arousal was just as sweet as your personality. Now sweetening up his bitter outlook on life. Fuck it was addictive, to ellicite each whine and whimper as he devoured your taste. His cock throbbed in his jeans. It was almost painful.

You didn’t miss the subtle shift in his hips as he ground them into the couch trying to give himself any form of pleasure he could. “Leon- please..more” You whimpered, tugging at the soft strands of his hair to get him to face you. His mouth curved into a grin upon hearing your request. Your slick coating his lips like lip gloss as he finally lifted his head to face you. “Anything for you” He grinned. The warmth seemed to follow him as he stood up, his presence immediately missed as began to remove his jeans and boxers in one fluid motion. 

His cock was pretty, the tip flushed red – cum beading in greeting of your greedy eyes. The shaft decorated in veins you knew would feel perfect as he moved himself through your folds. He knew he should fiddle through his pockets for that shiny wrapper, keep each other protected but at this moment he didn’t seem to care. Not when you were looking at him like that. Your legs spread even wider, pulling them back towards your chest as he returned to his spot. The couch had barely enough room for this type of motion, the coffee table limiting his leg room meaning it was an awkward angle. It didn’t matter in hindsight, not as he sunk himself in your welcoming warmth.

For the first time in years his mind was empty, no thoughts except for the pleasure that coursed through his cock, all of his blood rushing south. Fuck you were devine, he wouldn’t regret what he did to get to this moment. That poor woman who thought she was going to get lucky is now sobbing at home alone. He didn’t care not when you felt this fucking good. Tasted this fucking good. 

“I’m never letting you go” 

His obsession with you was rising, jealousy making him sick with thoughts of the competition he didn’t even have. Leon poured everything he could in the movement of his hips, hoping you’ll never forget the way his cock curved slightly as he entered. The tip brushed against your cervix as he pushed you further into the couch. Your nails grounded him, dug into his shoulder blades as you lost yourself to the feel of his cock. “I don’t want you to” 

The words were breathless, teased against the nape of his neck as you spoke them. His eyes met yours, he didn’t have to explain anything. Not with the history of his love circling around them. You had both been through too much, the job you shared demanding so much of everything. You both needed this. Something to return to – to remind you both you were still human. 

Your orgasm builds up quickly with his rhythmic thrusts hitting every spot you need him to. Your back arched with a gasp as it finally shattered through you, Leon smiled at the sight of you, his hips moved against yours at a bruising pace. It was a dangerous line to push himself this close without pulling out, the claim he could have by finishing inside you. Prevent you from finding anyone else, get anyone else from looking at you. He craved you for so long and it was gone too soon. “Where?” He grunted, burying his head in the crevice of your neck. “Inside” you whispered. 

He smiled against your skin, biting down as he finally let himself go. Your nails dragged along his skin as you felt his warmth flood through you. The two of you laid there, basking in the aftermath of your affection. Breaths mingling as you stared at each other with giddy smiles. “Happy valentines day” He whispered before bringing your lips in a sweet kiss. “Thank you, Leon” 

[malsmind]

first tattoo

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series link

warnings: tattoo needles

wc: 1.4k

english is not my first language!

after you and matt texted back and forth about you wanting to get a tattoo, you sat on your couch, thinking about if you should really do it. it was permanent, likely painful, and for scome reason just scared you. you couldn't explain to yourself why it seemed so bad, you had piercings after all, so it can't be THAT bad. seeing the tattoos on your bestfriends arm was so cool to you. you loved tattoos. the look of them, how amazing they looked on some people, and the creativity of the various art designs and meanings behind the art pieces that people engraved into their skin. so after sitting there for hours on end, scrolling trough pinterest and finding ideas to what you really wanted to see on yourself, you decided to finally make an appointment. a hip tattoo.

it was a bold decision. the typical pain level for a hip tattoo was at about a 7 out of 10. you googled that, even asked a few people you knew who also got hip tattoos done. you texted back and forth with your tattoo artist aswell. usually, for a first time tattoo, people wouldn't reccomend to do anything that's known to be quite painful, but at the end of the day, it was your call, and you really wanted it.

so here you were, sat in the passanger seat of matt's car, matt driving to the adress of the tattoo studio that you booked your appointment with. "you nervous?" matt asked you, his eyes staying on the road ahead of him. "kind of a dumb question to be honest" you huffed out a chuckle, growing more nervous with every mile you got closer to your destination. matt chuckled. he knew how bad you wanted a tattoo, but he also knew how scared you were of actually getting one done. he understood your fear and doubts, especially since the place you picked for your first wasn't going to be too nice. "you'll be fine. y'know, once you have one, you can't stop. you'll just keep getting more, trust me." matt tried to reassure you, thinking about his first tattoo and how he got many more after that. it is known to be addictive to some people, some of your friends told you that, telling you constantly about how they want another one after they had just gotten one done.

you neared your destination and your stomach started doing small flips, excitement mixed with nervousness making your palms sweaty. when the car came to a halt, parking right infront of the studio, you took a deep breath, stepping out of the car. the stress was overwhelming but your excitement kept you going, you were going to do this. you stepped inside, the smell of stencil and burnt incense hitting your nose, it was a comforting scent. the tattoo artist who was already waiting for your arrival held his hand out to you, giving you a warm smile, "y/n l/n?" you nodded, "nice to meet you. so we're doing your hip today, huh?" the tattoo artist asked you, gesturing for you to sit down on the black leather chair and you did, matt following behind you to stand by the chair. you had asked your tattoo artist if it was okay to bring along someone and he didn't mind. "yeah," you sighed, "i'm really nervous" the tattoo artist smiled, nodding, "most people are, you'll be fine. we can stop whenever you need to take a break. did you eat?" you nodded, "have you consumed alcohol or any other substances in the past twentyfour hours?" you shook your head no, watching the tattoo artist pull out the stencil sheet with your desgin that you chose. "alright. whenever you're ready. i'm gonna have you lay on your side, you can get comfortable, watch something if you need to, maybe take his hand and squeeze it." the tattoo artist suggested. you tugged your sweats down, keeping them on, hanging loosely around your knees. you laid down on your side, getting comfortable, taking the tattoo artists advice and holding your hand out to hold matt's. matt placed his hand in yours, giving you a reassuring look, his thumb rubbing over your hand in a comforting manner.

the tattoo artist started his preperation, shaving the spot on your hip where the stencil paper would be placed and your tattoo design applied. the transfer gel made you shiver a little, the cold smily feeling on your hip making you nervous, reminding you of what you were about to do. you watched the tattoo artist intently, a small, proud smile forming on your face. you were actually about to get a tattoo. matt saw your face and smiled aswell, thinking back to the countless of times you told him about how bad you want to get a tattoo done.

the tattoo artist placed the stencil paper on your hip, dabbing it lightly to get the stencil ink on your skin. he pulled it off carefully, "alright, you can get up and walk over to that mirror, see if it's good for you like that". you got up, walking towards the mirror and turning to the side to look at the design. "yep, that's perfect!" you were happy with the positioning, so you walked back over to the chair and laid down on it, taking matt's hand in yours again. the tattoo artest nodded, finishing up with his preperation, positioning himself by your hip with the tattoo gun in his hand. "you let me know if you need a break at any point, yeah?" you nodded, giving him an appreciative smile.

the sound of the tattoo gun buzzing, made you take a deep breath, mentally preparing for the constant sting of the needle going in and out of your skin. when the needle made contact with your hip, repeatadly poking in and out, tracing its first few lines, you sucked in a sharp breath, your face contorting in pain. you squeeyed matts hand, and he squeeyed back, rubbing his thumb over your hand soothingly as he watched the ink being tattooed into your skin.

it wasn't a big design, or anything complicated, just a few small finline stars. the tattoo artist asked you if you were okay to keep going after he finished the first star, you said yes. you had a hard time getting used to the sting as it spread trough your hip, aching in places the needle wasn't even getting close to. it fascinated you how that worked, how you could get a tattoo done on one spot and feel pain somewhere else too. it was painful, worse than any piercing you've ever gotten, but it was bareable. after the third star, you started getting used to the pain. it didn't fade away or hurt less, but your skin and body became used to the sting.

matt kept comforting you, letting you squeeze his hand whenever a fresh wave of pain washed over you, squeezing back and placing his other hand on your shoulder for comfort. you looked down at the tattoo artist doing his work, inking your chosen design into your hip. a wave of excitement washed over you when you caught a glimpse of the small stars on your hip, you definetly made the right decision. you were proud of yourself for finally growing the balls to get a tattoo done, matt was too.

when the last few touch ups were finished and the tattoo artist wiped the cleansing foam off, wrapping it in tattoo wrap, he spoke up, "alright, you're all done". you sat up, stretching a little from being laid down on your side for the past hour. you got up and walked over to the mirror, matt following you, looking at the finished tattoo on your hip trough the mirror like you did. "looks nice." he smiled, placing his hands on your shoulders, rubbing them up and down. you nodded, smiling ear to ear at the result. you loved it. "it looks amazing, thank you so much."

"of course," the tattoo artist smiled, getting up. "looking after it is easy, i'm sure you looked into it aswell. no swimming and no direct sun until it's healed, use tattoo soap once a day and moisturize it at least two times a day." the tattoo artist instructed. you nodded, following him over to the desk to pay and buy the tattoo butter and soap directly from him.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

after everything was paid and done, you and matt got in the car, driving to McDonald's to get some food. "see? wasn't that bad, right?" matt nudged you "oh no, it was. but one hundred percent worth it"

matt shook his head with a small laugh, looking over at you. "you did good, it looks amazing" you smiled at him, appreciative of his words and that he came along with you as a mental support. "sorry if i crushed your hand by the way" you laughed, nodding towards it. he scoffed, shaking his head. "yeah, honestly can't tell who was in more pain. you or me."

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LAWLULAW FIC RECS PART 2

Link to part 1: here I finally got around to making a part two. I've read many fics since, and down below I'll link some of my favorites. There's a massive amount of incredibly talented writers in this fandom, and every day I feel so grateful to be a part of it, so please, don't take my recs as gospel, and look for fics yourself too. There are many amazing works that I've definitely missed adding, or that I haven't even read yet. I trust you all to shower the authors in kudos and positive comments! As a side note, I also write fics for this ship, so if you want to read my works, you can do that here!

Completed works:

Sating Hunger by xairylle 5,336 words, M "At the end of the day, even with all the major blunders that almost cost him his life, Law decided that this alliance had been worth it. Until he fucked it up by not being able to hold himself back from kissing Monkey D. Luffy." i will follow you into the dark by koudai 14,822 words, T "In the aftermath of Luffy’s and Blackbeard’s fight at Laugh Tale, Law dies as he performs the Perennial Youth Operation, to save Luffy’s life.

we've got blood and honey (getting high and getting some) by Trashgalore 11,158 words, E LawLu. Wound fucking, blood play, masochism... need I say more? Absolutely delicious. Easy Come, Easy Go by traszka 3,312 words, Gen "So, not-ally," Straw Hat strikes up again, "are you gonna kiss me, or what?" in your darkest hour (you belong to me) by Jien_o 4,555 words, E LawLu. Absolutely love this one... morally dubious pre-ts. Jien serving us a delicious meal as always. i’m a saint living in sin by corasonrie 4,340 words, M Human!Law, vampire!Luffy. Beautiful prose in this one.

Broken Hearts by Dragon_Falls 33,943 words, M Canon spoilers. "After retreating from Blackbeard, Bepo takes Law to the Thousand Sunny for help. Law is so broken that he doesn't even realize that the virus from the battle has returned. He now has to deal with his grief and a new body that he hates." Here Cums Peter Cottontail by Alte 13,802 words, E LuLaw. Ridiculously horny encounter between bunny hybrid Law and a hungry Luffy. Read the tags! Ice Ice Baby by killyhawk 9,265 words, E Hockey AU of my dreams. Fireflies by Martilla 63,531 words, E LuLaw. Old man yaoi AU. Absolutely adore this one. on every candle (i wish for you) by Minniaa 6,941 words, E LawLu. Luffy makes Law's birthday a million times better. So hot! Fog by Oh_Whoa 9,244 words, E LawLu. "Zoology professor Law hitches a ride on the Thousand Sunny." This one is so effortlessly hilarious and delicious. Obsessed with it! hanabi by quackquackcey 4,840 words, E LuLaw. "A lazy sunset at the beach, a stroll through the summer festival, a dash amidst hanabi—their feelings finally connect." Beautifully written omegaverse. Pirates Don't Have Love Stories by Kyrathel 19,617 words, E LawLu. Mpreg. "Luffy gathers a crew and battles with his gender identity." I love this fic so much and have reread it several times. Read the tags! We Should Get Rid of our Innocence Together by vomsa 44,109 words, E Switch. This one is such a fun story of our boys losing their virginities to each other. Humor, delicious smut, and just a great read! ᚴᚱᚢᛘᛘᛁ by MisuAnonimasu 10,589 words, E LawLu. Viking!AU of my dreams! The whole series is a fantastic read. like sunshine and marigolds by fallflowers 42,182 words, E LawLu. The perfect childhood friends to lovers fic. you're not just a human being (you are art) by orphan_account 3,127 words, E LuLaw. Law grows his hair out and Luffy has a crisis. So cute! The Doctor is Snowed In by Anonymous 35,867 words, E LawLu. "Wherein Luffy learns a little more about his anatomy and tests the patience and bond of his newly formed alliance while stuck in a cave on Punk Hazard." I love this fic SO much. and we'll have a spring wedding by Killyhawk 4,895 words, M "A 40-year-old Luffy appears on the Thousand Sunny with unexpected news." AMAZING READ. One of my faves for sure. Logistics by ST_Osmanthus 4,241 words, E LawLu. "The alliance succeeded. The mission is over. It’s time to go." This one is so fun! A Good Man Is Hard To Find by Masked Deuce 29,566, E DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. Serial killer!Law and cannibal!Luffy. Read the tags. Love this one so much. Tea'sing All The Way Through by Camafeu 274,600 words, E This fic made me experience every single emotion that exists. I have no words other than this is a MUST read! Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response by DidntThinkofAName 9,302 words, E LawLu. "Luffy sees Nami fiddling with a pair of tiny transponder snails and begs her to let him try them out. Things get out of hand.

Or, the one where Law does ASMR." I'm so obsessed with this fic, I could read it a thousand times. I shine only with the light you gave me by bokkuroo 5,766 words, E LawLu. God of Death Law and God of the Sun Luffy. Very sweet and spicy. Treats by Rainy_atw 6,124 words, E LawLu. "Luffy gets golden-retrieverd." This is so fun and hot, OBSESSED. Lavender's Blue by Cooknumber3 33,850 words, E LuLaw. Cinderella/fantasy AU with fantastic worldbuilding.

Ongoing works:

After the Fall by Minniaa 4/? chapters, E LuLaw. Beautiful AU based on the Icarus myth. Sun King by Newmoondust 1/? chapters, E Roman empire AU where Luffy is a gladiator, and Law is a priest. Gorgeously written and I'm so invested only one chapter in! a scripted empathy by lances 2/8 chapters, E Law is a serial killer and Luffy is an underground fighter, but that's not enough to explain how riveting this fic is. Unique and captivating! Hold My Heart, it's Beating for You Anyway by 7raffy_law 5/? chapters, E LawLu. My absolute favorite vampire fic. Beautifully written with an engrossing plot, and fantastic characterization. shadow rises (and you are here) by shishiswordsman 8/11 chapters, E This author is one of my absolute favorites, and this fic makes you feel despair, sorrow, pain, but also flickers of hope masterfully weaved inbetween. The angst is spectacular, and the bond between Law and Luffy and how it's written takes my breath away. Of fans and filmstars by N_Moonbreeze 6/? chapters, E Switch. Pornstar!AU that hits the spot. Love this author's writing style and this fic in particular has me in a chokehold.

Don't Assume by Kyrathel 14/? chapters, E LuLaw. Fem!Law. This fic is so much fun to read, with delicious smut as well. "Luffy meets Law online playing a game. He isn't really what he thought she was..." Curiosity Killed The Cat... But The Hot Wolf Doctor Brought Him Back by vomsa 15/? chapters, E Such a fun and yummy omegaverse fic. Absolutely adore it! until you're mine by Jien_o 7/? chapters, E "Luffy has a stalker." All of Jien's fics are worth subscribing to! This one has me on the edge of my seat.

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# STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH THOSE EYES ! YANDERE! AXEL KOVACEVIC X READER, WRITTEN

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# WARNINGS: not a good interpretation of a yandere (not intense), lowercase intended, female! reader, use of y/n, spelling/grammar errors, possible OC axel and gullible reader, established relationship, messy writing, and maybe bad descriptions. good ending!! + a cute extra scene at the end

# SUMMARY: you decided to follow your boyfriend to the torment he was participating in. due to not making many friends in highschool in croatia, being in a new environment and country could be a possibility to make new friends, but by the way axel is acting, he doesn’t seem to like that.

# AUTHOR’S NOTE: i did have to watch season 6 again to really get a good intro on axel again, i also did some research/watch interviews, hoping it is right. in this axel is 16 years old and is from croatia, balkans. meaning that axel is going to school in croatia and went to hong kong for training with sensei wolf. i know that it wasn't shown but pretend that axel and reader actually had time and would at least in someway interact with the other characters (more like just miyagi do). i apologize for this being on the short side, i’m still trying to get the hang of writing again. word count: 1100. here is the link of the song the title is named after!

# REQUESTED: YES

axel has been your boyfriend for a while now, and you've always been by his side—more voluntarily than anything, considering how hard it was for you to make friends in your high school back in croatia. it wasn’t that you were unlikable, just that people didn’t seem to care enough to get close. axel was different, though. from the moment he noticed you, it was like you were the only person in his world.

when he told you he was leaving for the tournament, you didn’t hesitate to follow. a new environment, a new country—it sounded like an opportunity, a fresh start. maybe this time, things would be different. maybe you could finally belong somewhere. but axel… he didn’t seem to like that idea.

it started small. a hand on your lower back when you tried to talk to someone new. standing just a little too close when another competitor greeted you. answering for you when someone would ask a question. his grip would tighten, his voice always calm but firm, a quiet reminder.

stay close to me.

you brushed it off at first. axel had always been protective. he said it was because he knew what people were really like— how they used and discarded others when it suited them. you didn't want to believe that.

but then came the glares. the cold, sharp eyes watching every interaction you had. the way his jaw clenched whenever someone so much as smiled at you. the way his mood soured whenever you laughed at someone else's joke.

then the words.

"we're leaving soon, don't get to close"

"they're pretending to be nice, they're trying to get to me"

"i'm the only one who understands you"

at first, you tried to ignore it. axel had always been intense— possessive, even —but he had his reasons. he didn't trust easily, and he never let his guard down. but now, that wasn't just directed at his opponents in the tournament. it was now aimed at anyone who got too close to you.

it started off small. a hand on your wrist when you lingered too long in a conversation. a sharp look when miguel or hawk cracked a joke that made you laugh. the way he always seemed to position himself between you and someone else. like an unspoken barrier.

at first, the others found it ammusing.

"man, your boyfriend's intense," hawk had said nudging miguel after axel all but dragged you away from a conversation. "you sure he let's you breathe?" miguel had given you a sympathetic glance, but he didn't push. sam, on the other hand, did.

"you know that you can talk to whoever you want, right?" she asked one afternoon when axel had stepped away for a minute, due to his sensei wanting to have a conversation with him.

"i know," you had said, but the words felt hollow. because deep down, you knew it wasn't about permission. it was about him. about the way axel saw the world— how he believed people couldn't be trusted. and more than anything, it was about his fear of losing you.

but it couldn't go on like this.

that night, after most of the competitors had gone back to their rooms, you found him outside, leaning against the railing of the balcony of your shared rooms. the bright active city lights reflected in his eyes, but his expression was unreadable.

"you're mad," he said before you could even open your mouth. "i'm frustrated," you corrected, stepping closer. "axel... you have to stop this. i want to be here with you, but i can't do that if you keep pushing everyone else away." his grip tightened on the railing. "i'm not pushing them away. i'm protecting you."

"from what?" you asked, starting to get irritated. "from people being nice to me? from me finally being able to have the chance to make friends?"

he turned to face you then, his gaze sharp but conflicted. "people lie. they act friendly, they pretend to care— but in the end, they always let you down." his voice was steady, but there was something beneath it. something raw. "not everyone," you said softly, reaching for his hand. "not me."

for a moment, he didn't move. then, slowly, his fingers curled around yours, his grip firm, but not forceful. "i don't want to lose you," he admitted, voice barely above a whisper. "you won't," you promised. "but you have to trust me the way I trust you."

axel exhaled sharply, looking away. you could tell it wasn't easy for him, to let go of control. but after a moment, he nodded. "...alright," he muttered. "but if they give me a reason to not trust them—"

"i know," you interrupted, a small smile tugging at your lips. "you'll be watching." a smirk ghosted across his face, and for the first time in a while. his presence didn't feel suffocating. it felt grounding.

— extra scene funny and cute!! (y/n and axel are sitting with miyagi do in this scenario and they have a good relationship with them in this scene.)

the shift in axel hadn't gone noticed. while he still had his moments—hovering nearby whenever someone got a little too friendly—he wasn’t shutting you off from the rest of the world anymore.

during a lunch with all the teams in the tournament, miguel nudged hawk and nodded toward the two of you. “dude, i think your little intervention worked.” hawk smirked, taking a bite of his food. “told you. y/n just had to remind him that she’s her own person, and won’t go anywhere.” hawk replied quietly.

demetri, who had been wary of axel ever since the tense standoff, finally realized enough to sit at the same table again. “so, we’re actually allowed to talk to you now?” he teased, raising an eyebrow.

axel shot him a look, but there’s no hostility behind it. “don’t push it.” tory leaned back in her chair, smirking. “hey, progress is progress.”

even sam, who has been quietly observing, gave a small nod of approval. “it’s nice to see you with us instead of watching from a distance.”

you squeezed axel’s hand under the table, and for once, he didn’t flinch away from the attention. instead, he met your gaze, a silent understanding passing between you.

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the end!!! 😄😄 if anyone from the better norris series is reading this, part three is coming soon! just trying to get through the axel requests, which i am open to more requests, before posting the third part. ( i am working on part four rn )

[pinkteethmarks]

GOOD AND PLENTY; K.B

witchy tip

➤ love spells work better when cast during a waxing moon or a new moon as it symbolises new beginnings

20. bona et multa

m.list.

a soft knock rang through katsuki’s dorm causing a slightly nervous shiver to travel up his spine. the love spell gave him confidence to act like a love drunk fool but now he was faced with the reality, the fact that he does feel strongly about you and does not exactly know how to convey those feelings properly.

he got up from his desk chair and opened the door slowly, as through he feared what was standing behind it.

“hey.” you breathlessly said, holding up the giant tub of peaches and apricot yogurt as well as two spoons, your face pleading to be let in as a shy smile was plastered onto your face.

katsuki’s eyes wandered between the tub and your face, it looked apologetic and soft. your eyes gleamed with hope and the way you slightly bit your lips in apprehension sent his mind spinning. how could he ever say no to a girl like you?

“come in, you witch.” he gruffed out, heading inside his dorm as you followed suit, a bright smile not adoring your beautiful features.

you moved to sit in the middle of the floor, thinking that either you both would sit down or that he would take a seat on the bed.

“what are you doing? sit on the desk chair, i’ll stand.” he scowled.

“no, it’s fine, i’ll stand! it’s your room anyways.” you smiled.

there you go again, making things hard for him with that damn smile that lit up a room and your effortless selflessness that melted his heart. gosh, he really hated you.

more so, he hated how you made him feel and how you could manipulate him with a single look.

‘damn minx.’ he thought to himself as he stared at you for a little while, his hands becoming clammy in his pockets and causing tiny explosions to explode in his hands.

“do what you want, i don’t care.” he muttered, sitting on the chair as you got up to put the yogurt on the table. you handed him a spoon, opened the tub and started eating.

“so, where do you wanna begin?” you asked after swallowing the spoonful you just took in.

katsuki stayed silent, choosing instead to continuing scarfing down large spoonfuls of yogurt.

“okay, i’ll just start with the love spell then… i’m sorry.” you started.

“it wasn’t fair to do that to you, i didn’t do it on purpose. i was so angry with you beforehand and i decided to do a bad luck spell but for some reason i did the wrong ingredients and… well you know the rest.” you apologised, offering a sheepish smile before going in for another bite.

“and i’m sorry for what i said before, about you not being easy to love. previously, i said i didn’t mean it but i think what it is is that i didn’t mean it in the way i put it across. i meant that this- ” you gestured between the two of you. “was hard. loving you is the easiest thing i’ve ever done in my life kat, this whole journey was hard was what i meant. constantly feeling hopeless was hard, seeing that second year happier than ever after hearing about you two was hard, feeling as though my love was unrequited was hard. i’m sorry for saying that, i knew right afterwards that i hit a really sore spot and i don’t want you thinking i did it on purpose.” the more you spoke, the more it felt like there was more to say.

yet, you cut it there. so that you could allow katsuki to process everything and hopefully reply.

“i- uhh, well… it’s not exactly like i made things easy for you.” katsuki muttered awkwardly, his eyes trained on the tub to avoid eye contact with you.

“listen, i get it. i can be… difficult or whatever the fuck you wanna call me, but it just annoys me when the one person i thought could handle me sudden backs out.” katsuki said slowly, talking about his feelings were hard for him but through therapy and having crybaby best friends, he’s managed to learn how to do it.

“i understand, and trust me, i am not backing out.” you responded firmly, causing katsuki to finally look up at you, a smirk growing in his features.

“damn right you aren’t, your stuck with me forever now.” katsuki chuckled.

“right where i wanna be.” you smiled in response.

“but i do have to say something… i, um, i am.. kinda- sorry.” katsuki struggled to get it out.

even though he sorted out his problems with izuku, apologies were still quite hard for him. it felt awkward and clunky coming out of his mouth, but you very much appreciated the effort he’s made.

“katsuki bakugou apologising in 4k?” you joked

“shut up you wannabe mage, a man’s gotta do what he’s gotta do.” katsuki scoffed.

“someone’s been hanging around ejiro for too long.” you further joked.

“anyways… i just… i was doing a lot of thinking about everything that happened before hand and i realised something, i never apologised for leading you on for so long and that whole second year thing.” katsuki explained.

“i never meant to lead you on, i was just scared to be honest. i didn’t think i was, the man you needed or that i could even become the man you needed. plus, the only reason i texted that extra was because, i was planning on asking you out and i need to test out my skills on some loser. i wanted it to be perfect, only the best for you. but she ruined it by opening her big mouth and causing a shit ton of rumours.” your eyes were fully blown out wide as katsuki explained everything.

you thought back to everything, how the whole reason this whole love spell conundrum started was because of that second year. just for you to find out, she was never even the main goal for him to begin with? he did it all for you?

you felt so stupid now.

you slapped your hands onto you face and groaned loudly, feeling embarrassment crash into you like a wave and drown you as you realised you started a whole problem over nothing.

“i feel so dumb, i feel so stupid. please, kill me now.” you muffled out through your hands.

“you should and i will, if you had just waited instead of spinning your shit, we would’ve skipped all of this. you would’ve been my girlfriend by now.” katsuki rolled his eyes, pretending a blush was not presenting itself on his face.

“so confident that i would’ve said yes?” you joked around, hands still covering your face.

katsuki pulled you on his lap, peeling your hands from your face slowly as his crimson pool washed any other feelings away, keeping your focus on him.

“of fucking course you would’ve said yes! what, we have a little arguments and now all of a sudden you thinking of other guys?! fucking cheater.” katsuki yelled, ruining the slightly romantic moment.

“calm down kat! yelling down this entire building, damn. who even said i was thinking about other guys?!” you laughed.

“yeah, well, you’re mine and that’s that.” katsuki replied angrily.

“are you… asking me out?” you raised an eyebrow.

“sure, if that’s what you wanna call it.” he muttered out softly.

“ask me properly, then.” you smiled as you playfully hit his chest.

“ok, be mine.” katsuki said sternly.

as soon as he finished that sentence, you crashed your lips onto him. this time, there was no internal conflict, no moral integrity being questioned nor was that feeling of forbidden desire. this time, there was no question about it, it was completely right.

you two melted into one another, becoming whole as you both kissed each other feverishly. katsuki’s lips slightly quivered with nerves, you can tell he’s still new to this - it was unlike the kiss done while he was under a spell, this was raw and real.

you felt as though you were high, you could taste the faint whispers of peaches left on his tongue, you could feel his his heartbeat spell out your name, chanting for your body and mouth to call to him, respond to him.

you were in heaven.

after a little while, you pulled away, both your lips slightly swollen from intensity of the kiss and grins decorating both of your love struck faces.

“holy fuck, was it that good the last time we kissed?” katsuki sighed out as his eyes were trained onto your lips.

“definitely not, guess this is what love does to a person.” you giggled.

“good, because i like this and i love you.” katsuki said, his eyes bouncing between your own and your lips.

“say it again.” you laughed giddily.

“i love you.” katsuki repeated.

you squealed as you peppered his face in kisses, his heavy blush intensifying by the second.

“nerd.” katsuki rolled his eyes, pretending to be nonchalant about you, his first love, finally being in his arms after so long of all these stupid games.

and he’ll be damned if he ever loses you again. like he said, you’re his and his only forever.

NOTES; IM BACK (never left but now i’m properly updating !!) but omg this fic is FINSIHED (except for the epilogue but you get it) THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR SO MUCH SUPPORT DURING MY FIRST EVER FIC?? LIKE HELLOOOOO lowkey gonna miss my baby, but check or easy with oliver aiku and im cooking up a haikyuu sakusa vs iwaizumi fic so just… LET ME COOK. ANYWAYS THANK YOU GUSY AGAIN, ILYSM ❤️

[tessasturns]

UNDER THE INFLUENCE

summary… how matt and influencer!reader met :)

warnings… drinking, use of y/n, throwing up, partying, pampering, not proofread and i think that’s it :)

divider creds… @dollywons

blessings and riches, tessa

(masterlist) (taglist)

the music blaring through the room made you even more dizzy, if possible. you were at tara yummy’s valentines party, just trying to have a good time with your girlfriends.

you forgot how much you’ve had to drink, but it’s starting to catch up to you. you stumble around the room, trying to re direct yourself to tara and her friends.

you nearly trip over your feet, playing it off and just sitting at a bar stool.

“uhm one vodka soda please” you babble to the bartender, hoping he could make out what you’re saying.

the bartender sighs, knowing he has already given you a lot to drink but nonetheless gets you the drink.

you sip on the drink, soon deciding you didn’t just come to this party to sit around. you get up looking for a guy to dance with, or at least trying to in your drunken state.

as your walking, you notice him; the brunette boy shying off to the side. you know you’ve seen him before, or someone who looks like him. the alcohol acts before you do, your legs walking right up to where he’s standing.

“oh hey, have i seen you before?” you say, trying to not fall as you walk up to him. “uhm… i don’t think so. what’s your name?” he asks.

“oh i’m y/n l/n” you explain. “shit, my brother watches your videos” he tells you. “i’m matt, matt sturniolo. i film with my brothers”

and then it clicks. “oh my gosh yeah! holy shit i have seen you” you giggle. “you’re cuter in person”

“hm?” he hums, your last statement being more of a mumble. “nothing” you reply quickly. “wanna get a drink together?”

“i’d love to” matt responds, following you to the bar. you’ve watched the sturniolo’s videos before, you and nick commenting on each others posts here and there.

matt orders the both of you some drinks as you sit down on some random couch near by.

“i just got you a daiquiri, it seemed like it fit your vibe” he smiled, handing you the drink and sitting next to you.

“oooh thanksss” you say, sipping on the drink. small talk sparks up between the two of you, just questions about being an influencer.

“ugh i’m bored, let’s dance” you say placing the drink on the table and getting up. you start slowly dancing to whatever song is playing, holding your arm out for matt to grab it.

he chuckles, reluctantly getting up from the couch. you grab his hands, attempting to dance but being to drunk to.

then it hits you. your mouth fills with saliva, your head starts spinning, eyes start to blur, and everything you hear is getting louder.

“sorry i-i have to go” you let go of matt, running to find a bathroom. you finally find one, lifting up the seat to throw up the drinks you previously had.

you feel someone grab your hair back, pulling it away from your mouth. you finally finish puking, flush the toilet and sit against the wall.

“you okay?” matt asks. “mhm…yeah” you say. “sorry about that” he purses his lips, sitting next to you.

“it’s all good” he says, rubbing your shoulder. “had too much to drink?” you chuckle. “yeah, probably more than everyone here”

he laughs with you. “i know this is a weird way to meet, but i swear i’m more fun than this” you smile. “trust me i’ve seen your videos” he laughs.

you watch the door open, a short woman entering. “oh thank God you’re here, i was looking for you everywhere” tara says, sitting down with you. “hey matt” she nods to the boy.

“you okay? drink too much?” she asks, wiping your mascara. “yeah, i’m good” you respond.

“let’s get you some water and a ride home, yeah? you could stay here but i’m sure you just want to sleep” tara explains, standing up with you. “thanks for taking care of her matt” she says as the three of you leave the bathroom.

“yeah no problem” he says. tara grabs you a water and calls you an uber, waiting with you. the uber comes and you wave goodbye to your friends, matt insisting on walking you out.

“thanks matt, a lot. i really appreciate it” you smile. “yeah anytime.” he says, walking you to the uber. “oh and y/n? we should keep in touch”

you smile at his words. “yeah, i’d like that.”

tessa’s notes… OH MY GOD THIS SUCKS AND IM SO SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE I LOVE YOU ALL THANK YOU FOR 200 FOLLOWERS OKAY BYE I LOVE YOU SM

taglist… @emely9274 @baileysturnz @sllutty-sturniolo @chrisspussygang

[butterfly--empress]

And Another Thing...

Because actually, the more I think about it, the more it just pisses me off...

If The main writer wanted this to just be a simple formulaic "magical girl powa" kids show that sells merch. With no overarching story plot.

MLB could've just simply BEEN that. A cutesy Sailor Moon inspired story!

MLB could've just BEEN an all female superhero team with Marinette as leader, Alya second in command, and Chloe and/or Kagami being her love rivals/friends for Adrien's affections.

And Adrien could literally just BE THE DAMN LUKEWARM LOVE INTEREST that she wins in the end. Because the Deuteragonist of this show, sure as shit ain't been him since at least S4, let's be so for real.

Nothing against Alya, I love her, but girlfriend has overshadowed what used to be Adrien's role.

But in this version of MLB, being an all girl team of superheroes with a secret identity. Marinette's absurd 'whacky' antics in this show could easily be ignored/deflected/handwaved away, if we never knew much about Adrien outside of him being a popular, good looking rich kid, whom Marinette crushes on and daydreams about often.

And TA doesn't have to twist himself into a pretzel to defend his poor writing choices, when the only POV that matters is Marinette's.

There would be no need for the lore, or vaguely changing it when he feels like it. Or worrying about the unnecessary drama of the whole 'they can't know each others identities' main plot that has all become meaningless.

The original main plot of the whole secret identities for romantic drama and the reason many of us were drawn to this show to BEGIN WITH, is moot when the writer constantly refuses to do ANYTHING with the setup he writes for himself.

He won't let none of his characters have any real development and growth and only seems to care about ONE-HALF of the original two man team.

And I'm over it. 4 episodes and a lame ass Special that literally excuses the main heroine's reasons for LYING to her One True Love has shown me this show is NOT interested in doing anything beyond what it's given.

All of us invested or holding your breath for any real progress with the romantic/main subplot are going to be waiting for naught.

I was already convinced but now I'm certain:

There will never be a big reveal. And if there is one, it'll be purposely left to the VERY end of the series. And it won't even be satisfying.

Nothing will EVER be done with the Lie. Why should it? Marinette finally has the boy she wants, and even if it ever got addressed, the writer would handle it in the most contrived way possible that somehow excuses Marinette's decision anyway.

How much you wanna bet, he'll just end up retconning his own story to SOMEHOW scapegoat Marinette's bullshit to be Lila's fault?

Or Chloe's? Because even when she's not around, not in the same school, city, or even country, the writer STILL finds a way to hate on Chloe.

No...wait even better! Adrien finally finds out and to avoid allowing Marinette to own up to her fucking mistake/betrayal of trust, she decides to 'sacrifice' her memories and being Ladybug...and oh my fucking god.

......This is why TA had Marinette entrust Alya as the new leader isn't it? He thinks he's so goddamn clever!

Marinette's gonna fuck up big time in this season and then get temporary or semi-permanent amnesia to forget EVERYTHING to avoid owning up to her mistakes?

And instead of people seeing the manipulative writing to handwave away how she's been very selfish and self-centered, and her need to control everything. People are going to praise TA for believing or redeeming her bad decisions/behavior on how much she was finally willing to 'sacrifice' herself for a change for Adrien.

*groans*....god this sounds even worse.

You know what, this post had a point and I spiraled again.

Oh yeah...MLB should've just been another inspired typical 5 teamed magical girl knock off because hoping the writer does anything worthwhile with his Deuteragonist, is just waiting for Levithan to reveal itself from the deep, dank, ocean depths, and in this timeline the world's in rn, that's actually more plausible than hoping for meaningful character arcs after 6 seasons of MLB...

[blitziwitchwrites]

pairing: online boyfriend!satoru gojo x reader

content tags/warnings: fluff, imagines, teenagers dating online, discord and gamers, mentions of potential grooming (satoru’s friends tease him that you might secretly be some old man), lowk teenagers having a general disregard for online safety 

author’s note: we all knew at least one person like this in middle school/high school, let’s be fr. anyways, always be safe when online, people! i just fuckin love dorky lovesick satoru, lmfao, he’s the absolute best. please let me know if i should make a part two!

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imagining online boyfriend!satoru gojo facetiming with you for the first time.

online boyfriend!satoru who met you through a big discord server for a ton of people who all play the same game. after dealing with a troll in the group chat, satoru told them off and then privately messaged you to make sure you were okay. after comforting you and talking to you after a while, you two decided to go and play your mutual game together, and you’ve been close online friends ever since.

online boyfriend!satoru who knew he was in love with you before he ever even saw your face for the first time. by the third month of you two talking, he would always insist he didn’t even consider you an online friend anymore. you were just his friend. he’d sit at the lunch table at school, ignoring his friends shenanigans at the table, too enveloped in his phone, texting you while you snuck your phone out to respond after you finished whatever exam you were taking that day.

online boyfriend!satoru who randomly dropped a picture of himself to you on one random day and felt like he was going to throw up from nerves when he saw you’d been online for a good few minutes and had left him on read, terrified that he overstepped or, even worse, the one girl who he wanted to be impressed by him would be the first person to tell him he was ugly.

online boyfriend!satoru who felt his heart leap out of his chest and run across his bedroom in circles a million times when you responded to his photos, telling him you were sorry for leaving him on read but you’d quite literally been staring at him and debating with your friend on whether or not his eyes were real because they were so beautiful, resulting in satoru sending you more photos of himself and a video of him literally poking his eyeballs to try and prove to you that they were, in fact, his real eyes and not contacts or photo editing.

online boyfriend!satoru who was so used to receiving compliments all the time on his appearance, but the only time he ever really felt butterflies or anything meaningful about the compliments was when he would receive them from you.

online boyfriend!satoru who would constantly talk about you to his friends because they started to call him out on how red his face would get when he was texting you. people would always tell him that he was getting catfished, or that you had to be ugly or not real if you hadn’t shown him a photo. online boyfriend!satoru who knew he’d be absolutely devastated if you turned out to be some forty year old man just grooming him, and maybe it was foolish of him, but trusted in the depths of his gut that you were who you said you were.

online boyfriend!satoru who noticed that, not long after he first sent you a photo of him, you would slowly not respond as quickly to him. you seemed a little more busy. online boyfriend!satoru who slowly stopped sending you as many pictures, fearful he was making you uncomfortable, but still couldn’t help but randomly drop you them sometimes because you’d always call him pretty or make a funny comment on whatever he was doing in the photo, and it was the only thing that made him feel better when absolutely nothing else could.

online boyfriend!satoru who finally decided to ask you one day if he was overstepping your boundaries and getting too personal, noticing you’d pull away from him a bit more whenever he would send photos of himself. online boyfriend!satoru who almost poured his entire heart out to you, telling you all of his feelings, and how much he adored and loved you and genuinely didn’t care how you looked when you told him that he wasn’t making you uncomfortable, just insecure because you felt like you did not deserve such a good looking and gorgeous guy to be texting you and giving you so much attention when you absolutely did not compare.

online boyfriend!satoru who had to just stare at his screen and be careful how he worded himself when he asked you to send him a picture of yourself, not wanting to make you uncomfortable, only to be surprised when you called him, insisting you didn’t have any good pictures of yourself that you wanted to send him.

online boyfriend!satoru who actually passed out when he picked up the phone and saw your face over video and heard your gentle voice, causing you to panic because of the loud bang from his phone and how his face had been on the screen for all of one second, before it was suddenly just on the ceiling spinning fan in his teenage bedroom.

online boyfriend!satoru who needed a full two minutes to collect himself when he realized he fainted, staring at your face while making sure his could not be seen, not wanting you to see how bright red his face was when he saw you for the first time. despite what you thought, online!boyfriend satoru thought you were the most gorgeous girl he’d ever seen.

online boyfriend!satoru who sat on the phone with you for hours that night, despite the fact it was a school day the next day, falling asleep on videochat with you because he absolutely refused to hang up the phone and have to stop looking away from your face or hearing your voice for even a moment, now that he finally got to hear it and see how real you were and how you were even better over videochat than you were online.

online boyfriend!satoru who woke up the next morning to see you’d also fallen asleep on video chat and watched how your hair fell in your face and you were snuggled into your pillow, and stayed on video chat as he got ready for school, and sat on video chat on the bus until you finally woke up for your own school day, before finally hanging up so he could go to class and you could get ready for your day.

online boyfriend!satoru who jumped in his desk in the middle of class later that day when he decided to spill his feelings out to you and ask you to be his girlfriend later that day, after thinking about you all day and hearing how much you enjoyed videochatting him, and seeing that you said yes and that you also really liked him, too.

online boyfriend!satoru who is already looking up part time jobs for the first time in his life, just to save up enough money that he can travel out to you during his spring break after begging and begging his parents to let him go, who agreed as long as they could talk to your parents and he paid for his own plane ticket, to which you agreed and talked to your own parents. online boyfriend!satoru who, now that he’s seen your face and heard your voice, wants to see you in person and actually get to feel your squishable cheeks and kiss you until he can’t breathe.

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[lavenlady]

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Hello! Could you do Cybertronian Reader with the Personality of Starscream with an alt mode as a Jet. Getting transported to Metal Cardbots, good at hiding and aerial attacks from the war but not seriously enough to hurt others. they couldn't be contained due to not being a Metal Cardbot like themselves so it's hard to contain reader. The reader is Gender neutral and platonic for the characters. Also Have a Good Friendship with Anna like with Alexis from Transformers Armada.

OMG I love the Idea! Here you go @hkgcsecondsblog ! Enjoy!

❇︎ Transported ✈ | Platonic Metal Cardbot x Starscream!Cybertronian!Gn!Reader

It was unexpected - you got sucked into one of the portals that got created by an explosion caused by the fight between Autobots and Decepticons. It was not ideal, but better than dying so you didn't complain.

Still - it was confusing at first where you got transported, but that is when Anna came into the picture. A really polite little girl, but it became a problem when she couldn't exactly lie. You happily taught her some tricks.

Of course the mayor found out about your existence, but decided that you were having a more positive impact than a negative one. He let you stay, because you could protect Anna from harm and be her company.

It was quite easy maintaining your disguise, you loved the sky and you often would give Anna rides to and from school. She was more on the rich side, which made ot easier to explain how she got a jet, if anybody saw that.

How much Anna loved you! She really enjoyed spending time with you, doing homework or simply having fun. You could finally rest from the war as it had not followed you here.

It was weird when you started picking up other signatures, they were different than yours. The mayor was sure you could stand your ground, but still asked to look after his daughter.

When you first saw Blue Cop, you couldn't believe he was so much younger than you. Their species were so much younger than Cybertronians. It made you think back to the war, to the slaughter of youngsters, that is mainly how your species slowly started dying out. You kind of wonder what is going on in your world.

The Cardbot, as you have learned, had been staying with a korean child named Jun Grant. He was one of the classmates of Anna. He tried ... Sealing you? What even does that mean. You noted that his wrist watch-thingy could store other Cardbots as cards. The kid was quite shocked that he couldn't take you with him, but ultimately decided to make you his friend later.

It drove you crazy. Every time he obtained another one to the collection he tried defeating you. He only stopped at Heavy Iron, which he still wasn't able to beat you. That is how Anna found out about the cause of you injuries. She was rightfully mad - someone was beating her friend behind her back? Nope, not gonna happen. Jun had to ultimately stop trying to seal you to get you to listen.

You really were towering nearly over all of the Cardbots, the only exception was Heavy Iron and Black Hook. You found the outlaw funny as he was similar in looks to Optimus and in his doings to Megatron. It was such a hilarious mix. Though you wouldn't really trust him with other Cardbots, seeing how easily he burned the floor of the Auto shop - what would happen with youngsters? You wouldn't trust Black Hook fully either, with his ... specific personality.

The Cardbots were quite embarrassed after being called young, but they had to suck it up after you really started to treat them as children. Some of them didn't mind, they loved your attention. They would do anything in their might to grab it whenever they could. Shadow X especially - he would often try to prank you, but it always ended up in a failure. Though, he got fussed over when he nearly damaged himself.

Buffalo Crush would often ask you to join him for fueling. He learned your favourite kind - just for you. He gives you so much of it, that it lasts you for weeks. It really brings him joy to eat with his parental figure and he doesn't deny his fondness of you.

The rest was just like them, though not everyone would admit it. Mostly Heavy Iron, Wild Guardy and Buster Gallon. You really liked the Cardbots, wishing to live a war-free life, but deep down knew you needed to get back to your world. Your new companions really hope to keep you here as long as they can, you were not valued back then at all so ... Let them shower you with everything you deserved.

" I am not a child again [Y/N], I was a Star Guardian for Deus Machina's sake! "

" You had your own songs?! Do you have anything that would be similar to Musica Latina? I could even show you some moves! "

" It doesn't matter why I do not have a doctor's license. Let me take care of your health, even if I do not posses as much experience as your medics from your home planet. "

" Don't worry [Y/N], it was just a nightmare. You know, the usual, flames everywhere and you - huh? Hah, thanks for the hug. It really made me feel better! "

" Why won't you fall for my pranks! Uhg! You better pay more attention to me or I will do something to gain it! "

" Would you like to explore the forest? I could teach you some things about animals! I have heard you liked cats! "

" How about a relaxing flight? As a flyer I know just how much you need it and with how much you care about us, I hope you will enjoy it. I could even play on my flute for you. "

" Stop treating me like a child! I am going to become the next best Star Guardian! Stop petting my helm! "

" Would you like to fuel together? I just have your favourite! And we can meet up with Yuri, she sew something for you too! "

" Stop trying to get me to sleep! I just need to finish this and - HEY! Put me back down! My invention! - "

" I have just a spot in my crew for you! Don't worry, they won't be jealous - they want you there too! "

" Who is this Optimus and Megatron? I look like their fusion? Get you optics checked ... I don't want you to become blind. Don't get any ideas. "

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[softxsuki]

Hi! May I request a Valentine's letter from Gojo Satoru, Jujutsu Kaisen, for a fem!platonic reader? The reader is a civilian. I would prefer if he addressed the reader as "my friend" instead of using her name. I want the letter to be bittersweet and angsty, sort of like him saying goodbye and apologize for not getting in touch with her for so long (cause, well, he was sealed, so) . I imagine he wrote the letter after he got unsealed and before fought Sukuna because he lowkey hinted at the fact that he knew he was going to die. Well, yeah, something like that.

Please and thank you in advance 🫶

Goodbye Letter from Gojo to His Friend

This event is now CLOSED, but you can view the masterlist for the other letters here.

| Pairing: Gojo x Fem!Reader (platonic) | Genre: Just devastation really| Post-Type: Letter | Word Count: 640 |

Warnings: heart wrenching angst, spoilers for people who aren’t caught up to the manga! Bad ending …

Note: I’m seeing a trend where you all want me to cry and suffer while writing these…who hurt you guys this year 😭

You sigh, checking your phone for what felt like the millionth time.

Did you do something wrong? Was he okay? It had been over a month since you last heard from Gojo, and you couldn’t help but worry. He had let you in on the world he lived in; the reality of curses and sorcerers and the like–but it had answered so many unanswered questions you had about things. He was someone who kept you safe, made you laugh, and who you could trust with your life.

The strongest. That’s what he had called himself…so he had to be fine. Right?

What went wrong? Where was he? Why hadn’t he reached out to you?

You get up and decide to check the mail, better get moving to distract your mind than rot with these haunting thoughts. You open your door and collect the contents of your mailbox, closing the door and throwing yourself back on your couch.

Bills, bills, student loans, bills, spam…and a letter from…Gojo?

Your heart stops and you sit up a little straighter, discarding the other envelopes to the other side of the couch, quickly opening the letter;

My Precious Friend,

I’m sorry for keeping you in the dark for so long. Did you miss me? It’s moments like these where I can’t help but think of you. You’re doing well aren’t you? Perhaps writing this is a bit selfish of me…but I felt guilty just disappearing on you. I wish I could get the chance to tell you what happened in person…but let's just say I was stuck somewhere for a bit and just finally got free. 

By now, my fate is probably already sealed. As I write this, I’m off to face my greatest challenge yet. A challenge I felt confident about facing before, but things are complicated now. You’ve been a dear friend to me, you tolerated my dramatics and laughed with me, listening to me moan on and on about those damn elders…so thank you for being a better friend than I could have ever asked for.

I guess I wrote this to you to help you move on? As much as I’d like to keep my friend all to myself…If I haven’t shown up at your door by now, then it probably means I can’t…Am i spilling too much about this to you? Maybe, but I need you to know. 

Don’t wait for me anymore.

I hope only for your safety and happiness, that’s all. My friend…my lovely, wonderful friend. One of the few who have been a true friend to me, please stay well.

This is goodbye, until we meet again one day, hopefully.

Love, 

Satoru :3 

You couldn’t control the sobs escaping your lips. What happened to being the strongest? He was supposed to be undefeatable? Why?? Why had he left you all alone?

It was obvious that he was gone from this world. He should have been back by now if he was okay, smiling at you and teasing you like he always did.

Would you ever learn the truth behind why he left? Why he was gone? Would you never see him again?

Your heart felt empty. Your anxieties for the past few weeks had all been accurate in worrying. You should have left to look for him yourself…but then what? You were a normal human, no cursed energy, no super strength, nothing…Why couldn’t you do more for your friend who had done so much for you?

“Goodbye Satoru,” you choke out, hot tears running down your face. A small part of you couldn’t help but hope that one day you’d see him again. Whether it be in this life, in the next life, or in the afterlife, he was your friend. Yours. And no one would replace the mark that he left in your life.

Posted: 2/14/2025

[evecolourshock]

:)

Tron pouts, curled up on the floor of his folders.

New folders.

Whatever.

He's done them all up painstakingly pretty, agonized over wall colours and carpet and accents and generally fried his processor trying to choose between cushions and lamps and so many fantastic decorative things...

Only to find out Flynn has minimal intention of bringing Yori. Tron had to walk away, otherwise he would have lost it.

He's tried asking - nicely, and then less so. He's tried pleading. He's tried cajoling. He's tried bribing. Every avenue he can think of short of threatening Flynn somehow, he's tried it.

All failed.

Which leads to now. Sulking like a beta, refusing to come out of his room and talk. He does his job, not that there's ever much to do, but... other than that? Tron is very pointedly not engaging.

No Yori, no Tron. That, he's decided, is how things work now.

Flynn tries to ping him again. Tron swats the notification away. Blocked. Denied. Install program YORI then try again.

It is absolutely the pettiest thing he's ever done. But damnit, Tron did not get separated from his counterpart for millicycles on end, reuniting after who even knows how long after defeating a tyrant beyond compare, only to never see her again because his friend is an idiot.

He growls at Flynn's next ping, swatting that one away too. Blocked. Denied. Install program YORI then try again.

Telling Flynn in his own vernacular to fuck off unless he brings Yori and grovel for forgiveness is tempting, but Tron's determined to keep being petty. It's entertaining.

A proper message pops up - Flynn must be on the Grid now, then. "Look Tron, I know you're mad-"

Tron puts his fist through the alert screen, watching it dissipate into glowing motes. Blocked. Denied. Install program YORI then try again.

On and on, he does this. Maybe this time, he'll get results.

(It takes about a week for Flynn to cave, stymied at every turn until he finally gets Yori and brings her over. Tron still considers Flynn his friend, but... that doesn't mean he trusts the User, any more.)

Kevin: Look, Tron, I know you’re mad at me, but you can’t just shut me out.

Tron: Access blocked. Check connection settings and retry.

Kevin: Come on, man. We can talk about this.

[thebestjjenthusiast]

carolina’s children

06 | 07 | 08

“being a singer means i have the y/n driving me around? why didnt i audition earlier?” jj joked as i parked my car temporarily outside his porch.

“i just dont trust you with maps and coordinates” i shrugged as i unlocked the doors, watching him as he walked over to the passenger seat

“so, are you finally relaxed about tonight?” he looked at me as i revved

“relaxed is… not exactly my state right now” i looked at him for a brief moment and hit the gas

“well me and the pogues have a little surprise for you after the concert. y’know, to make you feel better” he smiled, and i felt my checks heating up just a little bit

“a surprise huh?” i smiled as he hummed. we are now on our way to chris’ house to start working.

i mean the fact that he had covid didnt mean we couldnt use the garage right? open space (sorta), a whole different floor than the rest of the house and all the gear we needed. i figured we’d be alright, and pope the big brain already said itd be okay.

chris of course agreed. he actually really loved each and every single one of us, bandmates and our friends. and i did love him back. if he discretely disliked the band as in working in it had nothing to do with our friendship (unlike mike).

“rafe where had you been hiding those skills?” jj trolled him ironically, making rafes temper rise.

“will you shut it” rafe shot back and tried his best to focus.

“how about instead of mocking him you start singing boy?” i growled as i continued studying my sheets.

pope was focusing on his bass, especially since we decided to cover a lot of red hot chili peppers. it was easier for jj and his vocal chords.

after what felt like ages, the time was six pm, and we were doing fairly well considering the circumstances. rafe was not acing it, but he was pulling it off. jj was messing up a few lyrics here, cracking his voice slightly there, but i had faith in him.

now, it wouldnt be a classic the band performance, but the audience will at least have live music to hear.

just as soon as we finished revising our last song, song,we heard my phone ringing, then suddenly stopping as i got a notification.

“that was a good one well done guys” i said removing the belt of my guitar and putting it on a sofa near me.

i grabbed my phone to see i has a few missed calls and a text message from trixie

❛ trixie.. or trixie the pic tricky as many called her around the island for her insane photography skills. she often worked for us during our concert days, mostly photographing and then posting them on her platfrom, boosting ours and her career. but since we bonded so fast, and her dad owned the bar we were performing, she took some manager duties from time to time, such as telling us when we needed to head over there to start preping up just like she was doing now ❜

“guys tricky just texted me” i announced, earning two confused looks and a response only from pope

“oh shoot, we gotta go guys come on” he ordered as he started placing his bass inside its case

i started taking my stuff too as rafe took the drumsticks and jj took the sheets he didnt fully remember

“may i ask whos tricky?” jj breathed as we we’re basically running towards my car to take off

“shes our photographer slice manager” i stated “her names actually trixie” i continued

“wait trixie with the bob and the bangs?” rafe questioned

“yea thats the one” i replied getting on my drivers seat “now buckle up”

“why do i know her” rafe was mumbling to himself as pope turned from the seat next to me to look at him

“you went to the same high school probably, shes rich as shit” he stated as he watched rafe fading a smile with agreement

“yea shes really sweet but will kill us if things go south” i pulled pope to sit properly on his seat as i was speeding a little too much “did you tell her the news? shes off twitter” i asked him

“uh.. i forgot” he squinted his eyes and an elbow came right towards his ribcage

“i will kill you heyward” i shouted as questions begun flying from the back seats.

taglist: @rafeysworldim19, @amterasuu, @bee-43, @eviepostssometimes, @imsiriuslyreal, @sarahmaybank

an: i love doing random introductions i feel like im tarantino😛but no splatter here 🙏

[fizzseed]

assorted thoughts on ep 134, written as i listen. im so unwell about this show rn

martin having to correct himself from archival assistant :(((

ADELARD DEKKER???

wait wait wait WAIT! A FIFTEEENTH??????? A FIF TEENTH?

the extinction is TERRIFYING. nuclear winter.

so interested in what gertrude had to say about this considering jon was never taught about it. and then why is peter lukas so intent on teaching martin about it????

The Mother of Puppets is a SICK ASS name for a ritual holy shit?? Terminus too but the Web is so sketchy lmao

but WHY wouldn’t the eye want to stop the extinction??? or is peter lucas just so intent on it?? and how would the avatar of the eye be a participant in stopping it

and martin coming to peter lukas after the flesh attacked?????? WHY specifically

”Like a grubby jesus” show has comedic chops too i love it when they just bust out a hilarious line

MARTIN was stacking tape recorders on the coffin????? i thought they just appeared,, holy shit. okay.

”we’re you compel” peter not being able to comprend that martin did it of his own free will because he CARES. or he knows that martin cares and it’s his goal to STOP that.

he’s for SURE worried about jon, even though he says he isn’t, and knowing if jon could compel martin EVEN THROUGH the influence of the buried would be incredibly important to know. he’s working WITH the eye, but i don’t know if i trust The Lonely to work with anyone for any extended period of time.

[detective-piplup]

i am SO hyped for new world of steam. not even bc Layton’s back, but because i am literally dying to actually analyse and compare the differences between LS and NWOS of Luke calling for Layton’s help. level 5 you should give me the game early so i can be So Normal

[tackrusso]

show tempe gang crossover with the morris islanders would actually have been the best episode of bones ever. btw

[sonchiildren]

Chi-Chi is NOT the jealous type, she knows and trusts her husband. She does not care if he has friends that happen to be women or even calls another woman pretty or compliments them, she knows he is loyal. The ONLY time Chi-Chi will ever get protective or such over her husband is IF someone cannot take the hint that he is not interested or gets too handsy with him. Especially if they start making him uncomfortable or cross his boundaries than she will defend her husband.