#hug me tite

[luv-lee]

[cherrywrecked]

g!p reader x virgin kazuha??? I'M SOLD kinililig na ko agad pls lang oh lakas tama!! maadik ka sa tite ko zuha ems I WANT HER SO BAD

-🧋

YOU'RE SO REAL FOR THAT. virgin!zuha and camgirl g!p reader!?!?! ouh... imagine living a double life, one where you're a normal, law abiding citizen and the other, you're a slut who gets off of people watching you fuck yourself or other girls on camera? and kazuha, your best friend—ah, it's such a shame you can't do it with her, can't you? but you can talk about your sex life with her, as, well, you know, she's a virgin. she wouldn't mind, right? she was happy you were getting the sex your body needed, but she also felt... pressured. like she had to do something about her being a virgin too.

kazuha didn't take any action regarding the thought in mind, but it only lasted until you started talking about how good chaewon was in bed. how chaewon sounded when you were eating her out, or with how chaewon practically begged for your cock and took it like the fucking slut she is, that even your viewers found her amazing. chaewon took your cock u til the both of you are close to passing out on that live that all you ever talked about was chaewon. the day has been filled with chaewon, chaewon, chaewon! kazuha was fucking full of it. she was jealous. why can you fuck her friend and not her?

one night, while you two were hanging out in your room, you noticed kazuha grew quiet. she normally was, but it was... off today. she wasn't her usual self. “hey... if you could, uh. fuck, how am i going to say this.”, kazuha, timid, played with her fingers, heaving a sigh before she continues her words. “can you fuck me? take my virginity and fuck me. own me. show your viewers you own me.” her words baffled you that you could only stare at her with shocked eyes. excuse me? kazuha... she was a virgin, right? she IS a virgin.

“zuha, no... i can't. i can't take advantage of you, come on.” you said, but at the same fucking night, you fucking took kazuha's virginity with hundreds, spiking to thousands, of people watching. of course, both of you wore masks to cover your faces, but that night, you almost forgot you were on live.

it was the very first time you didn't read or cared about the comments. it was just you and kazuha and her tight fucking cunt that hugs your cock perfectly. the way her cunt bled the first time you inserted your cock into her too... but she couldn't bare to make you stop... her pussy is the perfect fit for your thick, long cock. you loved how her walls felt around you, but more over, you loved how kazuha submitted herself fully into you. “please, please—! daddy! it h-hurts! n-no, don't! don't stop!” she doesn't even know if she wanted to stop or keep going, it was such a sight to see. 😭😭

[live-laugh-loverpool]

Just Checking

Something I've had in drafts for a long time 🤦

Tags: @millythegoat, @alissonbecksfan234, @moomin279, @rubybecker-rb2, @liverpool-is-life

Fabinho crashed onto the locker room bench, leaning against the cool metal with a sigh. He hadn’t played in Brazil’s round of 16 match against South Korea, but merely watching had left the defender with his heart lodged firmly in his mouth.

He glanced around the locker room. Ederson and Weverton were making stupid jokes. Neymar, Vinicius Jr and Paqueta were dancing in the middle of the locker room, while Casemiro held a beverage in his hand and cheered them on. Fred and Dani Alves sat next to each other, shirtless but still enjoying the impromptu performance. Marquinhos started singing some French song—loudly and terribly offkey— and soon Thiago Silva had picked it up. Fabinho internally groaned, thanking God that he’d set his teammates up to be footballers instead of musicians. Then again, Memphis Depay did both, so Fabinho wasn’t out of the woods yet.

Making a mental note to report Marquinhos’ singing to FIFA, Fabinho checked out what else was going on. Martinelli and Raphina were on their phones again, Eder Militao pulled on his shirt, and Alisson was huddled in front of his locker, wrapped in a blanket.

Hold it.

Normally, Alisson bundling up wasn’t an issue, or even a sign of an underlying issue. The issue was when he started going into corners and withdrawing from the team’s celebrations.

If Fabinho was among his Liverpool teammates, he would've been more open about his concern. But this was Brazil, open to all types of questions and remarks. So Fabinho brought up his secret, rarely-used weapon—subtlety.

“You okay, Ali?” Fabinho scooted closer to the keeper, trying to seem as casual as possible. “What a game, huh? 4-0 at halftime, they should’ve just ended it there.”

“That scoreline brought up memories of the Undivided thrashing.” Alisson, who remained in the cocoon of his blanket, immediately brightened up once Fabinho was next to him. “Sonny didn’t make it easy, though! I had to sweat to keep him off the scoreboard.”

“What do you think about the new kid?”

“Weverton? He's good. He didn’t concede any goals, I’m happy for him.” Alisson nodded towards Weverton, who was in the center of the dance ring. “We all got our World Cup dream.”

“You sure you're okay?”

“Fabi, I’m perfectly fine with the substitution. I know Tite well enough to know he didn’t mean me harm. If anything, he was doing Weverton a world of good.”

Fabinho raised an eyebrow, glancing at Alisson. “I know you well enough to know the little voice in your head is saying it’s because of the goal.”

“Okay, maybe a little. But Tite’s a nice guy. He wouldn't do that.” Alisson’s grip on the blanket loosened as he pulled Fabinho in for a hug. “Thanks for checking on me anyways, Fabi.”

“Any time, mano.”

[tetzoro]

aims!!! you angel!!! happy birthdayy babyy <33 higging you so titely and we all better kurooo has something planned up his sleeve (he does its. surpirse)!

ZEN !!! thank you so much bbie :3 hugging u back just as tightly !! kuroo is about to show me his surprise so 🤭🤭🤭

[ayamisc]

Manga Rant - QUATREfold

(c) Kishimoto Masashi (Naruto) (c) Hino Matsuri (Vampire Knight) (c) Tite Kubo (BLEACH) (c) Bisco Hatori (Ouran High School Host Club)

Kinda.

Today, will talk about 3 mangas and my recent…and surprisingly ANIME hobby…

1st manga. BLEACH 339

SIGHS nothing's really happening. Except Stark and Kyoraku is finally gonna fight. BUT… i have a feeling Ichigo's fight is gonna be center stage for now… >_>

regardless. Despite the fact I know one of them is gonna have to die… unless of course one of them is a traitor, which neither of them are…… I still hope I get to see more of the Stark vs. Kyoraku fight.

They are THE BEST. haha… i really love their lazy attitude so…. i really hope……yes.

Naruto 429

…is APOCALYPSTIC! Daaaang.

You know when I read fanfics about Konoha becoming destroyed, it's fantasy. I never thought it….yes. >_>

Mah, I suppose that's okay since none of my fave characters are in the village? ….on second thought, some of them are…

but i just don't care much anymore since Kishimoto seems to LOVE taking them away from me. >_>

anyhow. i hope something good happens soon. THIS IS GOING CRAAAAAAAAZY.

…but at least Sakura's still alive, neh?

Ouran 66

BIG SIGH

I swear. I don't know what to make of the chapter. haha….

but GOD… KYOYA, I LOVE YOU! YES!

haha. he's the BEST BEST FRIEND ever!!!!!

and. and.

it's nice to know Haruhi's not THAT much of an idiot anymore either! ^_^

And Tamaki's just continuing on redeeming himself… by that i mean he's becoming less and less of an idiot.

Talk about actually growing up!!

Vampire Knight 46

SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.

wahaha. yes. i did say that.

EARTH vs. WIND!!!

AHEM!!!!! wahahahahahaha ^^

..and dang that scythe is awesome!!! <---yes. i'm in my fangirl mode. you'll know why in the next section.

and OMIGODOMIGODOMIGOD!!!!

SHE STOOD IN BETWEEEEN!!! <---yes, predictable. but HEY!!! AWESOME!

HOTT! HOTT! HOTT!! …did u see his face, the look on his eyes? T_T waaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiii…

[oh god. i'm in a REALLY SERIOUS fangirl mode today]

OMIGODOMIGOD!!! HE…HE….. HUGGED HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and! and! and!!! :faints:

dazed they kissed……

……..WHAT?!!!!!!!!!!!!!! in tears

so tragic. here's a scene:

"The next time I see you, I will kill you Yuuki" "Then in that case, I will keep running away from you, Zero. So you will have a reason to live by still having enemies to go after."

SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG.

……you do NOT have that kind of conversation after you kiss. >_>

wahaha….so…there goes my energy….drained. great.

anyway.

the reason for my fangirl mode:

Junjou Romantica.

DAMN YOU nee-chan!!! YOU HAVE ONCE AGAIN SUCCEEDED IN MAKING A FANGIRL OUT OF ME!!!!

sigh i swear. you always manage to bring it out of me.

so yes. till i finish this series..well..season 1 perhaps, since season 2 is ongoing…..

i will admit… i AM a fangirl.

PS. This blog was originally posted on DeviantArt.

[princeminnow]

put on the 1 northshore i got left thas a lil big for me to get it outta my diadee box an its navy blue an so cushy!! even if i gotta tape it preddy tite for the cozy hug an so it dosnt slip rite off when i gets up

wanna pad for comfy but got dnd in hour an half an need to be big…. hmph. mayb after an i sleep in it? lov the cozy hug feeling

dni nsfw/kink

[luv-lee]

[syrma-sensei]

I loved the modern Shunsui headcanons! It’s one of my favorite Shunsui posts on tumble! I always come back to it because it’s just so accurate to me hehe

Is there anyway you can write a one shot based on it? If you can, thanks!! ❤️

OOOOOOW quwyegwhwjqlsbdb! thank you so much! I'm really glad you like them!

OF COURSE THERE IS, SHŪN HAS A VERY SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART ❤️

Hope you like it!

→ Sake and Kisses.

original art by: Tite Kubo

pairing: Kyōraku Shūnui x fem!reader

setting: Modern AU

rating: fluff, mild smut

word count: 1.8k

here's the modern hcs this one-shot is based on.

→ bleach masterlist | ao3 | wattpad

With an elongated, tired sigh, you stepped out side the elevator with each of your muscles aching. The business trip took longer than intended, and you had to be with your co-workers till the end.

The flats corridor's floor was cold, nipping on your toes as you slipped your heels off once you were inside the building you lived in, hooking them up your fingers while dragging your suitcase behind you. Reaching your apartment door, hands rummaging your purse for keys, you hissed a fuck; stupid keys were nowhere to be found.

However, you needed no more searching, as the door creaked open slowly, showing an elegant figure behind it.

“Welcome home, love,”

Your husband's dulcet voice made your heart flutter, you dropped everything in hands in order to jump onto his hold in an eager hug.

Oh, how much you missed your husband.

Head up, chin resting on his collar, you gazed up at him ardently. Brilliant, grey eyes looking down at you before he pressed a kiss on your lips. You kissed him back right away.

“I missed you, Shūn,”

“Missed you too, my love,”

You cupped his cheek, giving him a peck, before finally realising he was almost dressed up, his hair was loose, nonetheless, dangling in waves on his board shoulders. “Goin' somewhere?” You raised an eyebrow.

He gave a chuckle, letting go of your hold to carry your luggage inside. “Pretty much the opposite,”

You were far too exhausted to sort out what he meant, but once in, the answer came to you by itself.

Shūnsui had prepared you a dinner, a nice and romantic dinner on that part. The flat was dimly lit, and a very delicious aroma invaded your nostrils, giving away that a satisfying meal was waiting for you. Your stomach growled.

Within your surprise, hunger, and exhaustion, you didn't know what to say. How the hell did you get so lucky? Finding a man like Shūnsui — no there was no man like Shūn, your beloved husband.

Kyōraku Shūnsui wasn't the perfect man to seek for most women out there. He was idle, irritatingly laid-back, unemployed, and worst of all: a womaniser. He wasn't even approved by his own family, his father had always chided him for being such an indifferent and nonchalant man, and after his father died, his older brother wasn't so much better, but at least he respected his younger brother's life and didn't interfere; he was the head of the family, the noble Kyōrakus weren't, fortunately, at Shūnsui's hand, and that alone was a relief for the latter.

Nevertheless, Shūnsui was a formidable man on his own aspect, you found the perfect partner in him for yourself. When you introduced him to your parents and friends; they were astonished. Being in relationship with a noble was a catch indeed, but Kyōraku Shūnsui? They were speechless, and most of them thought it wouldn't work for you two. You were a self independent woman, with decent job and post, you didn't need a man, especially a man like him.

But how people's thinking could be so shallow.

Indeed, you didn't need a man in your life to be perfect as some would presume. But to you, Shūn was everything. Despite his infuriating attitude in certain things and taking sick pleasure in it, although you had your fair share of fighting and bickering when first you two got hooked because of his unabashed behaviour towards women. Even though his laziness was unbearable that sometimes you'd scream in frustration, but he was the world to you.

Shūn was the man you found peace with, his presence in your life brought tranquility to your mind. He understood you like nobody else, he accepted your flaws like nobody did, he loved your imperfect perfection ever so delightfully. How he'd listen to you rambling for hours about abstract and unrealistic things, theorising weird thoughts about the universe while snuggling up to each other on your shared bed, drinking sake and kissing and cuddling. How he'd bare your bossy behaviour as if he were one if your subordinates at work, taking your orders so leisurely with playful "yes, ma'am" and a kiss on your forehead that would always melt your anger away. How he'd leave anything at hand when you needed him and hug you telling you how strong and brave you were.

He was heaven.

Despite his flirty behaviour with other women, and after being with him so long, you concluded that Shūnsui wasn't the cheater type, he'd never betray the woman he pledged his heart to. And in time, you found in it a way to tease him. He once confessed to you that he had had a crush on his brother's wife, Nanao's mother, but he always respected her a lot, and you could see why. She was akin to a mother to him, and when you joked around you'd say if he had a mommy kink, you'd be his mommy with pleasure. He had laughed so much at the time, and it ended up with you calling him daddy instead.

“Oh my God!” You squeled in rapture as you saw the neat table ready for you, you gave Shūnsui a quick peck on his cheek, telling him you'd have a quick shower and get changed.

Stepping outside the bathroom with damp hair and a towel around your now relaxed body, you went to the closet and picked a sexy, short red dress for the dinner. You grinned widely as you looked at yourself in the mirror; he'd definitely like it, he liked everything on you in fact.

True he was a man of a huge appetit, Shūnsui was never a demanding male. Of course, he loved to fuck you the most; pleasuring you, his beautiful woman, making you moan uncontrollably as he drew an orgasm after another in one session, turning you into a cumming mess as you clung desperately onto him. The sensual intimacy was one of perks of being Shūn's woman; everything could be turn into hedonism with him. He was a master at it, and he used it to vent you when you were distressed.

Shūnsui knew, he always knew when you just needed to be heard, when you needed advice, or when you needed an outlet from your stress. He'd make you cum over and over till your mind go blank, till you think only of him. He'd claim you multiple times with his remarkable, hairy body and you wouldn't even complain.

You spruced your hair up after drying it up, and applied a bit of make-up before emerging from the bedroom again.

You heard Shūnsui whistle, and you blushed.

“Wow, glad I came up with this instead of taking you out,” he took your hand and pressed a kiss on it. “You look stunning, milady,”

“Charmer,” You giggled, “You look handsome yourself,”

Your giggles turned into a slight yelp as he pulled you by the arm into his chest, placing a large hand on your derrière before starting to kiss you with hunger.

“Mmm, Shūn it's been a rough week without you...” You said between the kisses, “You have no idea how much I missed you.”

He made amused guttural sounds in his throat; your core throbbed.

“Oh, yeah, I pretty much have a major idea, sending me all those sexy pics of you,” He sucked on your lower lip teasingly, “naughty girl,”

You flushed at the memory; in the middle of the trip, when you were in your hotel room, you snapped yourself a bunch of salacious pics of yourself, sending them to your husband out of sheer playfulness, you already knew how needy he was in your absence, and you liked to tease him a bit.

“Thought they might become handy for your inspiration,” Now you bit on his lips, “Come to think of it. How's it goin'?”

He chuckled before flashing you a handsome smirk, “Pretty good actually, and your source of inspiration was indeed helpful. But I tend to more concrete inspiration, tho, wouldn't you agree, (Y/N)-chan?”

He gave you a playful squeeze on your butt to emphasize his point.

Although your cheeks were bright red, you couldn't let him have this game alone, you flashed him a smirk of your own.

“You know I'd love to be your Mona Lisa, Shūnui,”

As he was about to kiss you again, your stomach gurgled again. He chortled.

“Guess it has to wait till you eat, darling,”

You didn't know why, but you felt slightly embarrassed, and felt many things at the same time.

Shūnsui ushered you to the table, and like the gentleman he was, he pulled the chair for you, then took the seat across from you.

He poured a drink that you needed so much, before serving you your meal.

Shūnsui was the househusband whereas you were the employed one. But that didn't mean that he had no job. Shūnsui was a self-published author, writing mostly erotic and romance novels, and part-time artist with amazing talents.

You both talked about how you two spent the week separately, while having your delicious meal together; Shūnsui was an expert cook.

Your week wasn't that exciting, you were up to the neck with work as you were accompanying the boss himself to make deals and important stuff. Ukitake Jūshirō was one of the sweetest men you'd ever met, and you were lucky he was your boss, and more to that, you were so grateful to him, because he was the one who introduced you to his best friend years ago, whom now was your wonderful husband. You were so lucky.

On the other hand, Shūnsui wasn't much engrossed in work. He worked on some arts and made advances, same with his upcoming novel, especially after you provided him the inspiration he needed so much.

When you finished your supper, he insisted onnot letting you move a spoon, he told you to just wash your hands and take a rest, he'd take care of everything.

In the living room, he came with a bottle of sake —his and your favourite— with two cups. You snuggled up to his chest once he was seated, and started chatting about random things.

His free hand twiddled your hair slowly, caressed your back sensually, while kissing you now and then.

This was your favourite activity; just sake and kisses. Speaking and discussing each other's fantasies and laughing yourselves off of ridiculous matters.

“Gonna tell Ukitake not to take you from me like this,” He said against your lips in a deep drawl, “It was suffocating without you, (Y/N),”

Cheek pressed to your palm softly, you kissed his nose tenderly, “My dear Shūn, I'd never leave you like this again, I promise. I couldn't bare it either,” You brushed your thumb to his lips, “Thank you so much for everything you give me. I'm not poetic and charming like you to phrase how much I love you... I love you so much, Kyōraku Shūnsui,”

The smile he shot you melted your heart.

“You know, love, they say: brivety is the soul of wit.” He kissed your forehead with feather-like lips, “I love you, my sweet lovely darling,”

He continued on passing his gentle hand through your hair until you fell asleep on his chest. He pressed another kiss on your forehead before carrying you effortlessly to your shared bedroom.

[imaginarybabies]

tyson: baby you can hug me as tite as you want

tyson: and tell me absolutely everything

tyson: i wanna hear it all

tyson: o shit that's close

tyson: lemme go get the gate

sasha: shit

sasha: then maybe i will lol

sasha: its so wierd tho

sasha: i love you for makin me feel this way

sasha: not close enough to be trying to make me horny tho :(

[peanuts-and-pickles]

Caves and Dust

A/N: Thanks to @severyna-7 for this great request! I hope you like the fic. 

Pairing: Agatha x Tedros

Summery: When Sophie gets herself into trouble, its up to Agatha, Tedros, and The Coven to rescue her. Of course, things don’t go to plan. 

Warnings: Ummm Claustrophobia? Caves? Being trapped maybe? Some fluff at the end. Kissing.  Head wounds, I guess. Me trying to remember the difference between stalagmites and stalactites (Mites live on the ground, tites hang from above), possibly bad writing, depending on your style

Agatha lifted the lantern in her hand, illuminating the dark cave. Stalactites hung from the ceiling, dangling just above the group’s heads. Tedros came up beside her. 

“Why are we doing this again?” He asked, accidentally walking into a stalagmite. 

“Because Sophie’s in here somewhere, and we need to rescue her.” Agatha kicked a rock out of her way. 

“Does she really deserve rescuing?” Tedros complained, glaring at the stalagmite. 

“I agree with Pretty Boy.” Hester butted in. “We could just… let her figure it out herself. Might be easier.”  Anadil nodded next to her in agreement. 

“No. We need to help her. She would do the same for us.” Agatha glanced around nervously. The cave was dark, even with the low blue glow of the lantern. Sophie had left a note on Agatha’s dresser. She said she was going to the Arguian Caves to get a crystal that, once crushed, would supposedly “Do wonders for the skin” and “make it glow better than cucumbers”. Unfortunately, Sophie wasn’t privy to the rumors that circled this place. Rumors that would make any sane person turn back. Sophie had tried to hire someone to retrieve the crystal for her, but after everyone refused, she entered the cave on her own. 

“Sophie?” Agatha called. Her voice bounced off the walls, echoing into the deep cave. 

“Maybe we should go back,” Tedros said, taking a step closer to Agatha. 

“No.” But even Agatha was creeped out by this place. They just need to find Sophie, and then they could get out of here, she told herself. 

The cave split into two paths, one going left, and one right. Agatha turned to the group. 

Tedros saw the look on her face and shook his head. “Don’t say it.” 

“We need to split up.” Agatha confirmed. Silence. The coven exchanged glances. “We’ll go right.” Hester finally decided. 

Agatha nodded and turned to Tedros. “So we go left. Come on.” She grabbed his hand and led him down the left tunnel. She turned back, “Yell if you find her!” She called to the witches. Dot just waved her hand. 

“I don’t like this Agatha,” Tedros stared down the black mouth of the tunnel. “I just- get a bad feeling.” 

“We’ll be fine.” 

The pair started down the path, weaving around rocks and stalagmites and ducking under stalactites. 

Suddenly, the cave rumbled. Rocks and dust rained from the ceiling and a stalactite fell and almost impaled Tedros. Agatha yanked him out of the way just in time. Just as quickly as it started, the cave stood still again. “What was that?” Tedros yelled, pressing himself against the tunnel wall. 

“I'm sure it's just... a ground tremor or… something.” Agatha glanced around. 

“A ground tremor?” Tedros asked sarcastically. “Nope. Nope nope nope.” He shook his head vigorously. Agatha rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand. “Come on.”

They continued for what felt like an hour. They walked in silence, except when one of them called out to Sophie. The tunnel got  smaller and smaller. It seemed the walls were getting narrower and narrower, and the roof getting closer and closer to their heads.  It was becoming apparent that the cave wasn’t stable. Occasionally, small rocks would fall from the ceiling, or a rumble would shake the ground. Beside her, Tedros’s breathing was starting to get shaky. 

“Did I mention I'm claustrophobic?” He asked, taking a step closer to Agatha. 

She glanced up at him with concern. “Really? You never told me that.” She squeezed his hand gently. “Let's just go a little farther, and then we can turn back, ok?”

He nodded, taking a deep breath. 

“Can we just stop for a bit?” He asked. 

“Sure.” Tedros leaned against a wall, closing his eyes briefly. “Why did Sophie need  to come here?” He asked Agatha. She looked up. “Oh, something about a rare crystal that's good for your skin.” 

“Right. I'm going to kill her when we get out of here, you know.”  He grinned at Agatha. 

She smiled and crossed to him. She leaned in and kissed him, her lips softly pressing against his own. His hands landed on her waist, and he leaned into her kiss. One of Agatha’s hands tangled in Tedros’s golden hair, the other on his back. The kiss grew more heated, and he moved her back, pushing off the wall. He pressed her against a stalactite, his hand gripping the skin of her waist under her shirt. But the combined pressure of the two  of them leaning on the thin stalactite was too much for the cave. There was a crash, and then the stalactite snapped, and all hell broke loose. 

Rocks tumbled around them and Agatha screamed, leaping back. She slammed into a stalagmite and fell, hitting her forehead against the cool stone. She watched in horror as the cave collapsed, cutting her off from Tedros. She closed her eyes, and bit in another scream. She curled into herself and waited for it to be over, every nerve in her body aflame with fear. 

Eventually the rocks stopped tumbling and the cave stopped shaking. Agatha opened her eyes, and held in a sob. She got to her feet, and ran to the new wall of rocks between her and Tedros. She pressed her hands against and screamed his name. Silence on the other end. She pounded her fists against it and screamed in frustration. 

“A-agatha?” Tedros’s weak voice asked from the other side of the rock pile. 

“Tedros!” Agatha sobbed in relief. “Are you alright?” She asked, pressing closer to the rock pile. 

“I- I don’t like small spaces Agatha-” Tedros’s voice broke. 

“I know. I know. Its ok. We’re gonna be just fine.” Agatha tried to calm her voice for him. “We need to move these rocks. Ok?”

“I- I can’t breathe.” His voice was shaky. 

“Just take deep breaths, ok?” Agatha asked. If Tedros couldn’t help her, she didn’t know if she could get them out of this situation. 

“I- how do I help?” He asked after a bit of silence. 

Agatha smiled in relief. “Ok. Can you make your finger glow?” 

“Its already glowing.” Tedros answered hesitantly. 

Agatha looked down, hers was too. “Great. Ok. So when I count to three, we are gonna direct our finger blasts at the rock pile, and then run for cover, ok?”

“Yeah Yeah- I can do that.” 

“Ok.”  Agatha positioned herself, ready to run. “I love you,” She called.

“One, two, three!” She blasted the rocks with the strongest light she could conjure. A golden glow the same color erupted from the other side, from Tedros finger.  

Agatha ran and then dove, rolling behind a boulder, shielding her head. There was a crash, the sound of rocks tumbling down. The cave shook dangerously, but didn’t collapse, thank god. She peeked her head over the boulder to scan the damage. The pile of rocks had collapsed, leaving a huge plume of dust in its place. She ran towards it, calling out Tedros’s name.  She covered her mouth with her sleeve and coughed, waving the dust away from her face. There was a form lying limp behind a stalagmite, completely still. Agatha ran to him, crouching next to Tedros. His eyes were closed, his dusty eyelashes soft against his cheeks. A trickle of blood dripped down his face. Agatha tested his neck for a pulse. There was a moment of stillness, as if  Tedros’s fate was wobbling on the edge of a cliff. Then Agatha felt a heartbeat beneath her fingers, and his fate was restored. She cried out and hugged him tightly. She heard a wheeze and pulled back, to see Tedros' eyelashes flutter. He grinned at her sleepily, and horsley whispered “I love you too.”

When the witches heard the commotion from the other tunnel, they ran back to the junction. 

“Maybe they're dead,” Anadil muttered to Hester. 

“Maybe.” 

“Guys!” Dot pointed at two figures appearing out of the dust cloud. Agatha limped along, Tedros’s arm around her shoulder for support. The coven ran to them, and checked them for injuries. “Are you hurt?” Dot asked. “What happened?” Anadill butted in. “Did you find Sophie?” Hester said loudly.

“No, not badly at least, and the tunnel collapsed,” Agatha told Dot and Anadil. “And for her sake, I hope we never find Sophie,” Tedros growled. 

Suddenly there was a commotion coming from the main tunnel. 

“Agatha, Darling, there you are!” Sophie walked towards them briskly, grinning at her best friend. “Why are you covered in dust?” 

“Sophie!” Agatha cried in relief. “You're ok.” 

“Of course I'm ok, silly.  Why wouldn’t I be?” She wrinkled her nose at Tedros. “Teddy, you really ought to keep yourself cleaner,” She brushed some dust from his shoulder. 

“We thought you went into the tunnel and got yourself killed!” Agatha yelled. “Some of us were hoping for it,” Tedros snarled. “Oh, I went shopping first. I needed adventure gear!” She laughed lightly. “I'm just on my way in now. Did you happen to see any good crystals while you were in there?” 

The witches grabbed Sophie by each arm and started leading her out of the cave. “Remind me to never help you again,” Hester growled at her. 

“What- Wait! Aggie, help me!” Sophie shrieked as she was led away. 

Agatha turned to Tedros with concern. “Are you ok?” She asked softly. “Yeah.” Tedros smiled at her. “With you, always.”

Agatha snorted. “Its when you say stuff like that that makes me question whether or not I love you.” But she was blushing.

 “Come on,” Tedros said, starting towards the light at the end of the cave. “I need to get out of here, and I think we could both use a good bath.” 

                             .                                .                              .

Hope you enjoyed! I always love feedback. 

[live-laugh-loverpool]

Text Conversation XXII: World Cup Chat 3

Tags: @millythegoat, @alissonbecksfan234, @moomin279, @lfc-fanfiction, @rist-mlts

Taki: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Hey Jude: you good, bro?

TAA66: Of course not, he just got knocked out of the World Cup

VVD04: And he just missed an important penalty

Hendo: Virg, easy on the lad

Taki: I let us down and I can never show my face for as long as I live

Ibou: 🤗🤗🤗🤗🫂🫂🫂🫂Virtual hug, bro. You can’t see it but I’m sending it to you

Taki: I don’t deserve you guys 💔

sm17: Of course you do 🙂 You put the champagne down for me during the FA Cup celebrations, remember?

Taki: Sadio 🙂🙂🙂

sm17: Taki 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Taki: 🥰🥰🥰🥰

sm17: 🍣

Taki: What was that for?

sm17: Love you, bro ❤️

Taki: 🥹 ❤️

Hendo: RIP Senegal

sm17: Says our murderer

Hendo: 😶 Forgive me, brother

sm17: Just kidding bro, no hard feelings

Hendo: 👍

Ali: You did do that, Taki. I watch Monaco sometimes

Taki: You do?

Ali: For you. And Fabi, ‘cause he used to play on Monaco

Fabi: FINALLY somebody here remembers I exist 😕

Ali: 💛💚💙👬🤗 YOU EXIST, FABIO HENRIQUE TAVARES!!! Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise

Hendo: You exist, especially in the legion of bald people

sm17: We love you, bro 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Bobby: Eu te amo, mano

Fabi: 💛💚💙👬 Thanks, guys

Bobby: Now if only Tite knew I existed

TAA66: He’ll see you soon enough, Bobby

Ali: BOBBYYYYYYYY I MISS YOU MANOOOOO 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

sm17: SIIIIII SENOOOOR

TAA66: GIVE THE BALL TO BOBBY AND HE WILL SCOOOOORE

VVD04: THERE’S ONE THING THAT THE KOP WANTS YOU TO KNOOOOW

Ali: THE BEST IN THE WORLD’S BOBBY FIRMINOOOOOO

Ibou: I know there will be no peace in this chat until the Brazilians leave

Taki: I want to drink hot chocolate and get wrapped in a blanket cocoon 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Ali: You and I can meet up in the Brazil camp and do that together

Taki: 😑 You guys literally scored 4 goals in the first half

Ali: Nothing’s wrong, I just need cuddles. Physical ones

Ali: I also miss Bobby

Ali: And the boss

Ali: And Virg

Ali: And the rest of the team

Ali: Even Kostas

Ali: And I want hot chocolate

Hey Jude: ummm remember that I’m here, guys?

Hendo: Okay, kids, who wants ice cream? 🍦🍨

TAA66: ME

Hey Jude: ME

Hendo: Meet in the parking lot then, we’re off

Ali: Let’s end the chat now

Fabi: why?

Ali: This will be unlimited chaos without Hendo

(Ali has ended the chat.)

[buzzykrueger]

I’m kind of annoyed that the hxh fandom opinion seems to be that the ball is in Gon’s court to make amends as fix things between him and Killua. As if Gon wasn’t the one who took a detour from finding his dad in the first place to go save Killua from his family, constantly provides verbal affirmation that Killua is his best friend in the world, says the first thing he wants to do when achieving his goal is introduce Killua to his dad etc. he gave Killua no room for doubt. Yet all he gets is “your second place” and Killua leaving? While he doesn’t know anything about what Killua has done so as far as Gon is concerned, he’s not just a “bad son” but a “bad friend” as well. Killua owes Gon some explanations and reassurances too, but he’s not likely to give them which is why their parting is so bleak. Even if they meet again, it won’t be like it was and Gon’s probably going to feel one mistake away from Killua ditching him again. I just hate what Togashi built up and destroyed with these two. Wasted potential and terrible take away messages all around.

Oh anon, sorry for the late reply, I had to take sometime to answer you. 

It’s very difficult to work with information we don’t have or partially have. I don’t think Togashi built up and destroyed them, or wasted their relationship development. I see and understand why you’re angry, tho.

Could it be that Togashi is “subverting” (we have to use this word very carefully, okay?) what we expect and give us no reunion at all? Yes, it’s a possibility, we have reasons for believing this. Could it be that he plans a heartful but not desperate reunion (’cause I’m more into a calm reunion than to see them suffering with emotions at its peak) for them? Yeah, it could be, we also have reasons and plot and literary and paneling hints for that. There’s no way to assume 100% sure that Togashi wrecked his own story, I would expect this from Tite Kubo but not from Togashi hahahahaah (sorry Bleach fans). He’s thoughtful of his writing and hates to put things just for putting. 

Everything has its reason to be in the story, and same goes for the separation scene - he knew people were expecting the apology scene but instead gave us a really short goodbye with no hugs and with “almost breaking” faces and cut-off sentences, why? Just for subversion? Isn’t enough subversion to give this quick goodbye without introducing Killua to Ging, like everyone expected? He could’ve give us some damn proper apologies and hugs and still break our expectations by splitting them, because the events from the CAA wasn’t something they planned for their journey, but leading Killua to Ging WAS. And he didn’t give us a question, he gave us teasing answers - so we can’t call it an ambiguous ending, as a literary tool.

But yeah, getting to the introduction of your ask, I don’t think Killua meant to hurt Gon by not telling what he went through and how afraid of rejection he was - much the opposite. Gon’s ultimate goal was finding Ging, Killua spent the entire CA arc bottling his feelings for the SOLE PURPOSE of not making things hard for Gon, and now he doesn’t want to “screw” the first good thing that has happened since they’ve met Kite. But of course, he’s so worried about his self-reached conclusion and that he wasn’t “helpful” enough to stop Gon from suffering - or how he should blame himself not preventing his ultimate sacrifice - that he can’t remember how Gon cares about what he feels, and is so perceptive of it that he tried to reach Killua’s feelings a couple times when he noticed. 

I mean, have you ever had anxiety? I’m diagnosed with general anxiety and I know how illogical my mind can’t be when I’m struggling to feel loved. I agree that Killua needs to explain Gon what he feels and understand that the rejection was something he concluded by his own fear and decided to make it true for self-preservation.  And Gon probably went so desperate into an apology for his “rotten words” that Killua accepted - of course - and played his goofy and “baaaka-” side like always, to make Gon feel better, not to punish him. So it makes sense he doesn’t intended to put more things for Gon to apologize because he was already feeling terrible. And Gon just knows this playful expression doesn’t match the one he saw when Killua screamed his name. 

But it makes sense that we need to see Gon make up things before we see Killua understanding himself, because CAA was pretty much around Killua’s suffering too, let the boy have a break and focus on Gon a little even though both messed up some of their decisions.

They both made mistakes, but they both know things are NOT alright, something is lacking, and referencing my own words: even though Togashi made room for both a reunion or no reunion at all, one thing that he didn’t do FOR SURE is hinting that their bond is destroyed and beyond repair. This is something that people reached by their own feelings, because it isn’t anywhere in the scene. 

If this was the case, Killua would’ve healed Gon and leave with Alluka, leaving no room for Gon to apologize. It would be a punishment and a break for sure. Killua chose to stay and make Gon feel a little better so he can meet Ging with a happy face. 

Thank you for this ask! Come back, don’t be angry at me hahaha /jk

[commanderbengiskywalker]

Pick your 3 favorite clones for #82. And if you add in anxiety or a panic attack, maybe?

@crc-commodore-s9

82. “Just breathe, okay?”

Characters: Fox, Cody and Rex.

Summary: Sometimes it can get a bit much when working at the Senate building. Fox has to deal with a lot of unfriendly politicians, but at least he has his brothers to help.

A/N: I have never written a panic attack or an anxiety attack before, so I tried my best. As well as with bring someone down from a panic or anxiety attack. This was good practice for another thing am working on. I would love the feedback.

It was just another day for Fox. He shuffled slightly from foot to foot as he was with the Ryloth representative, Orn Free Taa, as he was complaining of another mistake with the order. He tried to focus on his words though he couldn’t help but flinch with each move the Twi’Lek’s fist moved, up and down while occasionally slamming down on the desk.

“Are you paying attention, Clone?” Senator belowed, slamming his hand on the desk again.

“Y-yes, Sir.” He replied, trying to steel himself. “I will have it corrected at once.”

“Good...now leave.” Taa dismissed.

Fox tried hard not to run back to his office, as he felt his hear hammer against hid chest and his churn in his stomach. He swallowed thickly as he walked.

“Oi!” Someone shouted from behind him.

He stilled, hands shaking. ‘Oh, Kriff’s sake, can’t he leave me alone?’ He thought, as he slowly glanced over his shoulder.

He relaxed his shoulders when he saw the familiar blue and yellow of his vod. Cody and Rex. They walked towards him, smiling eagerly.

“How are you?” Cody asked, as he slowed his pace.

“Fine.” He said flatly, as he straightens.

The two glance at each other before looking back at him with concern flickering across their faces.

“We were wondering if you wanted to get some caf and catch up.” Rex said, smiling. “It’s been a while and Wolffe’s on a mission, so he can’t come. Sends his hello though.”

“It’s fine,” the red armoured Clone replied, fidging with his blaster in hand. “I was head back to my office anyways. Come on.”

They walked silently back to the office, passing by Senators and other vod on their way. He kept his gaze straight as he ignored the Senators. They stopped at the door to his office as he punched in the code.

“Come in.” He said, as he entered.

The office was covered with datapads and empty mugs of caf. To the right there was a desk and a chair with a computer on top of the desk with a tower of datapads next to it. To the left the couch had a pillow and a blanket folded on top of it. As for the coffee table, it was also scattered with loose datapads and mugs. To the back of the room below a window was a table with a caf machine and a few clean mugs.

‘Have to learn to clean up for visitors.’ He thought, as he set down he blaster next to the desk.

“I’ll get the caf.” Rex said, as he followed in behind him.

“Eh, you too, huh?” Cody said, as he sat on the couch. “You should see my office, covered with loose datapads.”

“I think mine is worse,” the blond chuckled, as he turned the caf machine on, “those vod’ika plus the Jetii are danger prone. They keep cause damage left, right and centre.”

“Yeah, but I have to fill out half of them because you’re exhausted half the time.”

“No you don’t! I do it myself thank you very much.”

“Next time you “decide” to visit the Negotiator, I’ll show you the pile you left me. Or if I see another datapad that wasn’t there before.”

Fox felt his ears ring as his two vods debated with each other on who had the most work to fill out, but it was too much. He felt his stomach twist again, as he proceed to hug himself.

“Maybe I will!” Rex, barked, as he slammed his hand down on the table.

Crash!

The mug fell to the floor, but Fox didn’t register it as he stiffened, heart racing against his chest while awaiting the next move.

“Please…” he whispered, he doubled over, staring blankly at the floor. “Please don’t...please…”

“Fox’ika?” Cody said, as he slowly got up. “Are you alright?”

Fox couldn’t hear him, as the steps became amplified in his ears. He hugged himself tighter., as those footsteps drew closer. White boots reached his peripheral vision, but he just blinked as he he shook more.

Who ever stood in front of him didn’t do anything, but that didn’t stop his heart rate from speeding up or his throat from constricting. ‘Why do they always wait?’ He thought, ‘Why can’t they just get it over with? I am just doing my job...I try my best… I didn’t want to get the order wrong or fail to stop the guy who took the wallet… I was made to fight..’

The thoughts continued to run through his head, as he unknowingly heaved.

“Fox..?” Rex asked, reaching out to grab his shoulder.

“NO!” Fox screamed, as he stumbled back, falling out of his chair. Noticing the colour blue in front of him. ”Please!”

The two stood still watching him, as he hyperventilated. They glanced at each other before Rex moved slowly towards his vod’ika.

“Fox?” He said, gently, keeping his hands in Fox’s peripheral vision. “It’s me, Rex.”

“R-Rex…?” Fox gasped, staring at his hands.

“Yes, it’s me. Can I remove your helmet? I am not going to hurt you. I promise.”

Fox stilled as he tried to take off the helmet himself, but his hands couldn’t stop shaking. ‘What’s the matter with me? I am I defective? Is that why they made me go to Coruscant? Was I not good enough for the battlefield?’ He thought, as he tried to regain control of his hands.

He tried again, but the familiar his hiss of the helmet being removed stopped him. He stared his hands as they shook while another pair rested on top of them.

“Fox?” Rex asked. “I just want to breathe. Can you do that? Just breathe slowly, ok?”

He tried to breathe, but his throat felt tight and his stomach churned every time he took a deep breath.

“I-I can’t…” he chokes out, gasping more, “I feel like... I’m going... to throw up…”

“It’s ok, it’s ok...Did I tell you about the one time that my General decided to make food weapons?”

“N-no…”

“Well, you know how General Skywalker is, always trying to avoid boredom. So one day, he was particularly bored….I mean with no action he was shuffling into the mess.”

“S-so what d-did he d-do?”

“Fives, the ever loving troublemaker he is, asked can rations be a weapon?”

There was silence asides from his breathing, as he tited his head up to look at Rex, who sat cross legged in front of him.

“What?” He asked, breathing decreasing slightly.

“That’s what we all said,” Rex continueed, smiling. “He said it again “can a ration be a weapon?” And Skywalker perked up at the question asking “why?” Fives then went on to explain how they were hard as rocks, like they can break your teeth.”

“Oh my gosh,” Cody groaned, tilting his head back, as he sat on his desk.

“Yep...General Skywalker picked up some ration bars and ran out the mess. The rest followed because they were curious. We caught up with him at the hanger bay throwing rations at General Kenobi.”

“I was so confused when I saw them flying at us. Obi-Wan ended up igniting his Lightsaber because he thought he was under attack.”

“General Skywalker kept asking “does it hurt” repeatedly while chucking them.”

“D-di’kut,” Fox muttered, as he started to slowly relax. “Who the Kriff... wastes perfectly good rations?”

“Oh, I should bring you aboard the Resolute, then you can see him in action. The others weren’t concerned as they were laughing their heads off. General Kenobi glared up at him and lectured him on how not to waste perfectly good rations.”

“Like him better.”

“Oh, you two would get along well. Anyways back to the General, he then got the idea to make weapon out of the rations.”

“I thought he already did that.”

“With glue..?”

Fox groaned as he tilted his head back. “What?”

“He went into his Commander’s office and brought out glue that General Koon gave her.”

Fox quirked an eyebrow at the “glue”. It wasn’t normal to have that on a ship. His shoulder relaxed as he leaned forward. “Why does General Koon have glue?”

“Because by Wolffe, he’s Buir and he likes to make old fashion cards by flimsi. Rex answered, rolling his eyes. “Said that they needed to lean how to craft.”

There was no doubt that the Kel Dor General was odd compared to even the likes of Skywalker. Though like most Jedi Generals had a knack for running blindly in or sacrificing themselves, General Koon also had a habit of doing stuff the vod. Such as getting food outside of ration bars or making gifts for them over time. Wolffe liked to complain for his recklessness, but he cared about him a lot and was skeptical of his gifts.

“Anyways, my di’kut Jetii was making a sword out of ration bars,” the blond continued, dragging Fox’s attention to him. “Worse of all my ARCs were helping. They managed to make two stable ones and he gave one to Commander Tano saying they were “sparring”. General Kenobi didn’t believe them, but Skywalker said it was “science”.”

They laughed a little, as Fox felt his hands relax. He liked hearing odd adventures that his ori’vods had as it was more intriguing than any of the complaints from the Senators or business men at the building.

“Obi-Wan got involved with testing the experiment,” Cody said, smiling like he always did when talking of General Kenobi. “He took Commander Tano’s ration blade and proceeded to wack General Skywalker with it as a response to throwning bars at him. All while saying “does it hurt?”

“He deserves it!” Fox laughed, as he doubled over.

“You ok, vod’ika?” Rex asked, as he hesitated on grabbing his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah I am…”

He felt much more relaxed after the story with his heart rate back at normal pace and no longer feeling nauseous.

He sighed and sat up smiling. “Thanks, Ori’vod.”

“No problem,” smiled Rex, “it can get a bit much sometimes. We all get it, Fox.”

“Come on, let’s get you some tea.”

“What about the caf?”

“No, tea is better. More “soothing” is what Obi-Wan says.”

“Alright then.”

The trio got up and walked out of the office, as Fox finally felt a little lighter that day.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed. I try my best and feedback is always welcome to help me improve. Especially since I never done panic or anxiety attacks before. Have a nice say/evening.

:D

[huskyoverload]

you were daddy’s boy. No one can change that. Because our love was then, it is forever � hug your boys and girls tite for me.

[loverosess]

It was raining really badly and there was lightning in the house.

I love rain and storms but I felt kind of scared to get up.

The power was out so I put candles round the house.

I had a terrible cold but I wanted to go out in the rain for a minute.

I turned around to see the angel laying next to me,holding me tight in her arms as she slept

We were both naked but next to her I felt warmth and safe

Like if I leave her side all the warmness will dissappear

Yet I still feel a sense of sadness in this safeness

I looked down her body and mine.

She was gorgeous and I loved her lots.

I was hers and nobody could take away from her.

I slowly tried to get out from her which was surprisingly loose.

I slipped on my robe and went outside.

The rain poured heavily and my coat and hair blew in the wind.

I could hear the storm crackle and make the rain pour harder.

I stood there blocking out the noise as the rain poured on me.

She loves me.

So why do I feel sadness.

I want her all to myself,to never leave me.

To make my heart and body hers.

She my only one,but why do I feel hurt in me.

I felt warm tears pour down on my face as I smiled to the sky

The cold rain mixed with my tears.

I suddenly felt a warm body on me.

She held me tightly,I could tell she was angry but sad.

I looked at her with my watery eyes,her green eyes shinning bright.

She carresed my cheeck as I looked at her.

I smiled at her laughing happily still crying.

And she started crying happily aswell.

She kissed me,my heart felt full.

Not of sadness.

Not of greed.

Not of sadness.

But love and lust.

I am full of greed always wanting her for myself.

I'm jelouse cause other people tall to you nicely and you flirt back.

I'm greedy but not toxic.

I just want to love you fully.

I want to be loved by you.

You continued kissing me and I felt the warmth between us,as I held onto you.

You grabbed my hand and led me back to the house.

We dried up and I got a new house coat on as we sat toghter on the bed me on your lap.

You snuggled on my neck kissing it softly,biting on it.

I turned around and kissed you,straddling your lap.

You dodnt hold back as you kissed me more.

I might be greedy but that will never overcome me,I will love you with my full heart.

You slid down my dressing gown slowly touching my brown skin as I did the same to you.

I could feelbyour eyes look and admire me.

I could tell you felt happy now,you felt...

I held onto you and you grabbed my torso,trailing your hand on my body.

You kissed me from my neck to my boobs as you slowly licked my nipple as you played with the other one.

Lust overtook me,my body felt hotter.

You left my nipples and I grinded on your lap hugging you titely. I felt as you grabbed me pulling me to lay on the bed.

I layed next to you as your body connected with mine.

You kissed my head and we both slept off in the rain.

You felt..loved by me.

[ajokeformur-ray]

ahh i could really do with a letter from arthur today🥺 i’ve been super down lately and i just constantly feel so numb. i wish i had arthur here to hug me and bring some emotions back in me:( i’d just love to read a letter from him telling me about how much he loves me and how he would hold me so tightly:(

I’m sorry this is a day late, I hope it’s still somewhat relevant to you! I went on your blog looking for a name but I couldn’t find anything so I’ve winged it sksksk I hope it’s okay and that you’re feeling better!

deer Y/N,

im relly sorry that i carnt be ther for you rite now. i wanna be but its so hard, darling, so hard, and i dont know what else im serpozed to do. hoyts breething down my neck about gigs and garys been ill so ive had to do more for him and im tired.

im sorry your feelling so bad. if i was ther rite now i wold hold you so tite that youd feel yourself comming back togethr. i wold run my fingers thru your hair and sing to you. wold you like that, angel? your alwaze so good to me and i wish i coold do more for you. your my entyre life and evrything is a bit eezier with you to come home to.

home... i havnt been ther for a whyl, have i? you wake up alon and go to bed alon and i hate it. i hate beeing away from you for so long. i lvoe you so much, Y/N, so much. your my reezon, my SMILE, my evrything. pleeze dont leeve me, honey. i need you and i know you need me to. we are ment to be, arent we?

youre so strong and so brayve and im prowd of you. i wish i was as strong as you. i alwaze feel so week but you make me stronger. i love you, Y/N.

its you and me agenst the wold, sweethert. the way its alwaze bin.

i love you, and ill be home soon. i can never stay away for to long. 

yours,

Arthur.