#i dont think i ever shared it... if i did it was so long ago anyway

[karda]

very old (like 2022 old) wip of a little animation of joy and madeline. cant believe i still have it saved. lost the actual file so finishing it would be agonizing, but thought id share whats left of it. it was originally titled "she became a blur" but then i changed it to "hope" a few months later

[fadewalking]

I am reconsidering some things for this blog.

[spideysbruh]

bed chem

a/n- based off bed chem by sabrina carpenter. also I want a bf bro 😔💔💔💔💔

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y/n what a wonderful night ! 💕

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rachelzegler MY BEAUTIFUL BEST FRIEND

ynsmusic DID YOU FINALLY MEET TIMOTHEEEE

popyn i saw on the livestream that they were near each other while in line for the carpet, so I hope so !! she's been a fan for so long 🥺

ynsbeatbox you never ever miss

@ynupdates just tweeted- y/n seemingly liked and then unliked a post from a timothée chalamet fan account on tiktok!

@ynsblanket replied- DONT AIR OUT HER BUSINESS LIKE THAT 💀💀💀💀💀💀

@shawnxyn replied- it's okay girl we've all been there 😭

@saturdayyn replied- she's real asl tbh

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y/n i bet we'd have really good....

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rocketyn ARE THESE NEW SONG LYRICSSSS !?!?!

uptownyn she's too gorgeous bro omg

ynjoel new album!?!?!

windyn GOOD WHAT?!?!! WHATTTT DONT LEAVE US HANGINGGG

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tchalamet late post, being a co-chair was amazing. thank you thank you thank you.

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laurieslaurence YOU AND BILLIE DID AMAZING

timmysmanager PLSSS you're so cute

y/n awesome

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@y/n just tweeted- been watching little women a lot lately and im pissing my sister off cause I keep randomly yelling "JO WE'VE GOTTA HAVE IT OUT"

@tinydanceryn replied- the way i have that whole scene memorized

@y/n replied to @tinydanceryn- no girl same I HAVE LOVED YOU EVER SINCE I HAVE KNOWN YOU JO-

@laurieslaurence replied- REALLL

@cineyn replied- you give amy march soooo much

@chiyn replied to @yn- nah fr her songs have such amy vibes

@y/n just tweeted- patiently waiting for my laurie laurence

@sweetyn replied- mhmmmm we know girl. you're waiting for THEE laurie laurence

@staryn replied- IT'S NO USE JO

@littleyn replied- she thinks she's slick LMAOOO

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y/n you make me wanna make you fall in love

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ynscat she's rly active recently 😭😭WHO is she trying to impress lmaooo

bobyn are these lyrics or just a silly caption

y/n can't it be both?

bitchisback YOU'RE SO HOTTTT

ynsemo billie liked omg my pop princesses !!!!!

@timmyupdates just tweeted- Timothée seen with fans recently! He expressed how happy he was with the Met Gala, and said how he was able to meet some "really wonderful and beautiful people" thanks to it.

@boneslee replied- he looks soooo good 🫦🫦

@lauriesvest replied- ughhhh I wish the livestream stayed on longer! I got fomo 💔😔

@timmysgreeneyes replied- WHO DID HE MEETTTTT

@ynupdates just tweeted- Y/n has once again liked a post regarding Timothée. This time it was a video of him walking around LA, while paparazzi asked about his love life.

@shortnyn replied- "once again" is crazyyyy 💀💀

@lookingatyn replied- yall j loveeeeeee calling her out, huh 😭😭💀

@timoatreides replied- he looks really good there so I can't even blame her

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y/n dream-came-trued it for ya

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amoreenayn oh. my. god.

laurieamy BRO WHAT IS GOING ONNNNN

tchalamet so sweet

satyn I BEG YOUR PARDON?!

popyn so random... but at the same time, it makes SO much sense.

@ynupdates just tweeted- y/n and Timothée Chalamet seen today at a mall in Indiana, sources say they were holding hands and seemed pretty close !

@eltonyn replied- very happy for them tbh, I think they suit eachother really well!

@rainyn replied to @eltonyn- I agree, I think they balance eachother out 🫶 they're a good match!

@kenzyn replied- guys let's remember that they only met a few months ago at the Met Gala !!!!! it's still extremelyyyyy early in their relationship/friendship/whatever this is.

@darlingyn replied to @kenzyn- I don't think they would share this much publicly if they weren't secure in their relationship

@tsgf replied to @darlingyn- or they're in the honeymoon phase

@dyltims replied to @tsgf- first of all, you're a weirdo. second of all, i think they're both mature enough to know what to share and what not to.

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tchalamet 📽 🛏 ⚗️ 🧪 📽

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viciousyn bed... science ?? bed... beaker ??? sleep science ? BRO WHAT 😭😭😭

ynslipgloss OMG THEY FILMED SMTH TOGETHEE IS IT A MV !!??!! FOR HER?!?!?!

pinkponyclub okay im invested now

timospaul if it is a mv HOW TF did they afford him 😭😭😭

lauriesvest he def did it as a favor for his gf 🤣🤣🤣🤣

confidentyn realll, it's not like he needs the extra cash anyway LMAO

y/n just posted a story!

caption- 😳😳😳 atticus actually likes somebody omg it's a miracle.

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tchalamet 🛏🛏🛏👅👅👅‼️‼️‼️‼️

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y/n where art thou?

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shortyn the emojis boy what the hell

tsgf ughhhhhhh

ynsbeatbox stfu hoe

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y/n yeah I know what that means

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y/n out of breath, got me scrolling like ooooo....

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timmysgf basic

y/n funny how he's laying next to ME rn huh?

oppositeyn ATEEEEEE

tchalamet mmmmm

tchalamet im obsessed !!!

tchalamet camaraderie

ynxtimmy i sure hope his comments will make sense soon 😭😭😭💀💀💀

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tchalamet tonight. 11pm 🛏

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ynsmagic FINALLYYYYYYYY

timmysgreeneyes the way this will change the trajectory of my life forever

florencepugh AHHHHHHHH

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y/n bed chem 😍🧪

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tchalamet i am such a gentleman to you.

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y/n ily baby forever 😍

pleasepleaseyn that's not what the song says...

ynsheadphones IM OBSESSED ITS SOXGOODDDD

timmylaurie there's no way he acts that way w you in private im sorry like what LMAOO

ynscat idk i believe it... lil timmy tim was a thing wasn't it

yndefensesquad DONT EMBARASS HER MOTHERFUCKERR

shortyn the way she's been teasing these lyrics for monthsssss she's wanted him from the get go 😭😭💀 real af

lauriesvest this is the sexiest timmys acted 🫦🫦🫦🫦 amazing thank you y/n

eternalyn her hard work does not go unnoticed fr

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[wosoloml]

crawling back to you II leah williamson x reader

warnings: toxic, hidden relationship, jealousy, angst

summary: After hiding their relationship for years because Leah was still in the closet, they eventually broke up. Yet, they always found their way back into each others lives.

wc: 1,3k I based on this request

"it´s been two years, Leah. Why are you still referring to me as your best friend and roommate to your teammates? You didn´t even tell Keira about me?! She's your best friend!" I yelled at Leah, more out of frustration than anger. I'm so tired of hiding this relationship, of hiding myself behind the 'best friend´ label.

leah being in the cloest was never a problem for me - for us. But since rumours about her dating her male best friend were a thing it as hard to keep everything private. Growing up in milton keynes it was hard to be openly gay.

"Y/n you know its hard for me to tell everyone we are dating. We both know how they reacted after Keira came out to them. She still suffers from it and i dont wanna experience it please undertstand that." leah tries to explain her situation to me and i wish i could understand her the way i want to. But im too hurt.

"I should understand you? Have you ever tried to understand me? I can't do this anymore, Leah. You deserve someone who can handle this - but I can't. I'm sorry, Lee. It's for the best if we break up."

I say the words with tears in my eyes, my voice barely holding steady. It's a hard decision, but itt's one I have to make.

Being with Leah from the time I was 14 to now, at 17, has meant everything to me. I'm so grateful for the past three years, but I just can't do this anymore.

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"Y/N, I BOUGHT US TICKETS FOR THE NEXT GAME AT JOIE STADIUM!"

My girlfriend's excited voice echoes through our shared apartment. It's been seven months since I moved to Manchester and three months since we started living together.

"I'm already excited!" I shout back while checking who City's opponent is. Of course - it's Arsenal.

It feels strange to be thinking about football again, especially after breaking up with Leah almost a year ago. But maybe she's not even playing anymore.

Little did I know, she's been captaining the squad for the past year.

Our seats are incredible, giving us a perfect view of the pitch. As the teams walk out, my eyes immediately land on the captain's armband wrapped around Leah's arm. A strange sense of pride swells in my chest. Playing for the Gunners - leading them - had been her dream since she joined the club so many years ago. Seeing her live that dream now brings an unshakable smile to my face.

My thoughts are interrupted when my girlfriend starts chanting loudly, her passion for the game contagious. For a moment, I forget my ex is even on the pitch.

I never told Sarah about my past with a certain blonde Arsenal player.

I could feel Leah's eyes on me the entire game.

A part of me wanted to tease her, so every time she came over to take a corner, I laughed extra loud at whatever Sarah said or kissed her deeply-just to make a point.

I wanted her to see what it felt like to be in a relationship that didn't have to be hidden. To know how beautiful it is to be loved loudly and openly.

Later that evening, my phone buzzed.

leahwilliamson wants to send you a message. My heart started racing. My eyes widened as I read her message.

'Cute little show you put on earlier today.'

I had no idea how to respond to that, so I just sent back a few question marks. It didn't take long for her to reply.

'The way you laughed extra loud at whatever that girl said. The way you kissed her while checking to see if I was watching. I don't care, Y/N' . My blood starts to boil.

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"Y/N!!"

I snap out of my thoughts as my coworker calls my name. I hurry over to the counter, my eyes widening.

'Can you serve them? I need to make a quick call.'

I manage a nod, but then I notice here - Leah. Sitting in my cafe. With another girl.

I take a deep breath, forcing a polite smile. "Hey, what can I get for you?" I ask, keeping my tone professional.

Leah smirks. "ll have a matcha latte. And what about you, babe-?" She turns to the girl beside her. "A flat white, please. Thank you" the girl says with a warm smile.

I already don't like her.

"Give me one second"

I know exactly why Leah is here - to get under my skin. And it's working. But beneath the teasing, beneath the smug attitude, it just hurts.

Seeing her be so open, so affectionate with someone else. calling her pet names, touching her without hesitation - it stings in a way I can't ignore.

Whenever we were out together, she barely even said my name, let alone held my hand. Now, she's making sure I see how different things are.

Every time I glance at their table, Leah is already looking at me, eyes filled with something I can't quite place. But I do notice how touchy she is, how overly flirty she's being.

And it makes my blood boil. I text her 'now we are even'. Her eyes darkened as she read the message.

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The club was alive with loud music, the clink of glasses, and the smell of sweaty bodies. It was my best friend's 25th birthday, and we decided to celebrate it in our hometown, London. I was also hoping it would serve as a distraction from my recent breakup. After two years of dating Sarah, she ended things last weekend because I couldn't bring myself to tell her I loved her. It's not that I didn't care about her or that I wasn't in love, but things felt different. The only woman I will ever truly love is Leah. Forever.

Suddenly, someone bumped into me, spilling their drink all over my shirt. "Oh god, I'm sorry!" They said as I looked up, meeting their eyes. It was Leah. Who else could it be?

"I didn't know you were here" she said, sounding surprised.

"Yeah, it's Anna's birthday today, and I thought Id come back to London for the occasion" I replied. "What about you?"

Leah seemed taken aback by how easily I kept the conversation going. "Actually, we won the league today. It was the last game of the season against Aston Villa, and we won."

The conversation flowed naturally, and then, unexpectedly, she asked THE question.

"So, is your girlfriend here?" she asked.

"No,†I said "we are not together anymore." "Oh, really? Im sorry to hear that. Funny enough, my girlfriend broke up with me two weeks ago" she replied, a look of surprise crossing her face. I was stunned, my eyes widening in disbelief. The tension between us shifted, and an unfamiliar but unmistakable feeling of missing her washed over me.

After that, we kept texting and even FaceTimed a few times. The vibe was strange but oddly familiar, as though we had never stopped talking, despite having broken up over 3.5 years ago. Nothing had really changed.

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"Happy one year, baby!" Leah greeted me with breakfast in bed and the most beautiful bouquet of red roses. I couldn't have been happier with her by my side.

Even though she had a game on our anniversary , it didn't make the day any less special. I cheered her on from the 'Friends and Family' section, proudly wearing her name on the back of my Arsenal jersey. When she scored the winning goal, she celebrated by making a special gesture just for me.

Right person, right time.

[prodbyton]

જ⁀➴ dirty little secret chapter 4: library shenanigans

written wc. 1.3k warnings: sex mentioned

a sudden feeling of impending doom shot through antons body. he needed to leave, and fast. how (un)fortunate of you to walk into the library while he was also at the library. he kept his head low as he saw you walk by him, eyes never leaving you until you were completely out of his line of vision. there was no way he would be able to get any studying done while you were here at the same time as him. 

you probably didn't even notice he was there, and its not like you two have ever interacted, so there was no reason for him to be so distracted. anton took a deep breath and let himself fall back into focusing on the sound of the soft music playing in his headphones and the contents on his laptop screen. 

anton figured you didn’t know about him, but you did. in fact, you followed him to the library. you saw him walk in about 20 minutes ago, and you decided that you’d wait some time before walking into the library yourself. you also saw the way he tensed up the moment he saw you, but you played it off as if you didn’t see him and walked straight past him like you’ve done plenty of times before. you waited another 15 minutes, strolling through the endless isles of books and even looking through a few before you made your way back to the table that anton was sitting at. 

you were behind him, so he didn't feel your presence until he heard your voice. 

“is this seat taken?” you move closer to him, leaning on the chair that was next to him. he looks up at you and freezes, eyes going from your face to your hand that was on the chair, and anton felt like he forgot how to speak. he opened his mouth to say something, but he just stared dumbly at you before nodding and letting out a small no. of course antons brain and voice decide to betray him when the girl he’s liked for a month is finally acknowledging his presence. 

you smiled to yourself as you sat down, watching as antons body got impossibly more tense than it already was. you kept a safe distance from him, not wanting to make him too nervous but close enough where you could feel his body heat. 

anton felt like he couldn't move. he didn’t know if he should say something or continue to study, but it wasn't like he would be able to focus when you were this close to him. it was one thing for you to be in the same vicinity as him, but to be this close was killing him. especially when he knew that he shouldn't like you in the first place. he honestly thinks that knowing that you were off limits amplified his feelings even more, and maybe he should indulge in this moment before it's over and he’ll have to let go of his crush in order to not lose one of his best friends. 

you were completely oblivious to the internal war anton was battling, thinking he was just some guy who had never felt the touch of a woman before. he was lucky you found him so attractive, because it was almost laughable to you how he has only said one word to you. after another minute of almost uncomfortable silence, you look at antons laptop to see him conveniently working on physics, the one class you both shared which made it a lot easier to let your plan to fall into place. 

“wanna study for the physics exam together?” your tone was slightly teasing, but you were still serious in your offer. anton froze once again, his fist clenched before he realized he was taking a bit too long to reply to you. 

“um, yeah i guess-” he spoke slowly, as if he was contemplating the answer as he was talking. but you didnt want to give him time to take his answer back, taking his shy yes as your green light to pull out your laptop from your bag. 

“good, i swear i felt like i was going to fail this class if i didn't have anyone to study with”

“well, i dont think i’m that good,” anton let out a nervous chuckle, looking at the way you watched him with an amused look on your face. anton hasn't felt this nervous around a girl in so long, and he was honestly embarrassed that he was acting like he’s never spoken to a girl before in front of you of all people.

“i’m sure you’re doing better than me in this class, and it's always better to study with someone else, isn't it?” you lean closer into him, letting your hand rest on his thigh right before his knee, and you smile when you feel the muscle tense under your touch. antons eyes immediately look down to your hand, your hand that was touching him, and he had to squeeze his eyes shut to check if he was dreaming. 

anton once again wasn't able to speak, and all he could do was nod at your words while you kept your eyes on him.

it might actually be a nightmare, because when he opens his eyes to see your hand still on him, he feels his dick twitch in his pants. anton wasn't a virgin, and he would consider himself pretty experienced, but something about you made his body react the way he would when he was 15. his body language didn't go unnoticed by you, in fact it made the smile on your face grow wider. 

you’re thinking it's going to be a lot easier to get into his pants than you thought. but right now, you’ll give him a little break. you take your hand off his leg and you can hear him let out a huff, which you can't tell if it’s out of relief or sadness.

putting your thoughts aside you really did need to study, and anton was pretty good at physics and you got a good amount of studying in. just when you felt like anton was finally feeling less tense around you, your phone started vibrating on the table. when he took a glance at your screen and saw the caller id, he was tensed up all over again. it was wonbin. 

“hold on, my brothers calling me” you grab your phone, clicking on the green answer button before putting your phone up to your ear “hello? yeah… im at the library” fuck, please dont come to the library “okay, ill meet you over there” anton tries his best to not look like his heart was beating in his throat, looking across the library when you finally place your phone back on the table. “sorry, i have to go meet my brother at the music department. can i have your number? that way we can plan another study session. if you want to, of course”

“i do!” he responds a little too quickly and a little too enthusiastically, amd he clears his throat before speaking again and you have to hold back the laugh that wants to escape you at his excitement. “uh, i’m usually busy with swim practice until late at night, so i’ll let you know when i'm free” you nod at his words while you pack your things back into your bag, and anton watches you the entire time until you’re getting out of your seat.

“okay, ill text you later. see you around anton” you let your hand rest on his shoulder, dragging across his skin over his shirt before your fingers brush against his neck as you walk away. he shudders, and he continues to watch you walk away until you weren’t visible to him anymore. you giggled to yourself on your walk out, knowing you have anton exactly where you want him. 

on the other hand anton was sitting with his head in his hands at the library table, wondering how the hell he was going to keep all of this a secret from wonbin and how the hell he was going to be able to be around you without feeling like he was going to explode.

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a/n: anton needs to get it together… stand tf up…

synopsis: living with your older brother had its perks, including easy access to his hot best friend

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[fookingmuffins]

it's time to go

James potter x reader

Summary: Angst. You love James, but it's time to go.

Warning: cheating, screaming and James being a dick.

A/n: lmao I really ran after posting like 4 fics, but I'm doing a little better and even though I'm stressed with uni I've been dying to write something, so I hope y'all enjoy. (This actually took me so long to finish and i dont lobe the ending but i needs to move on, oops)

You sighed as you prepared to open the door to the house you shared with James. Once upon a time, you would've rushed in without a second thought. But lately the war had taken a toll on the two of you. Once happy moments were now filled with fear and dread, making you feel like you were drowning. And no matter how hard you tried to hold on to the love of your life, you could feel him shutting you out. James had always been an open book anyone who ever met him knew that, but lately he had built this wall meant to keep you away, only you. At first, you tried to understand and be patient considering everything you two were going through, but after countless fights of you begging for him to talk to you, you were tired. You squeezed your eyes shut once before pushing the door open and plastering a fake smile in your face, maybe today would be different.

"Jamie, I'm home, I brought your favorite from the bakery by my work!" you shouted into the house buy were greeted with only silence. After checking the house you realized you were alone which immediately sent you into a spiral of worry since James was supposed to be here an hour ago but deciding that maybe he had gotten caught up with something you tried to ignore your panic and start getting ready for your friend's Alice’s engagement party.

You heard the door open and close while you were finishing up with your hair, causing you to get up and genuinely smile when you saw James make his way to the bedroom that the two of you shared.

"I was wondering where you were, I got you some pastries they are in the counter." you tried, but he just gave you a tight-lipped smile with a wave before passing by you to your shared bedroom. You went after him and saw he was getting ready to jump in the shower. Figuring it was going to be another quiet afternoon, you sat at your vanity staring at yourself in the mirror holding back the tears threatening to spill and ruin your makeup and just prayed that at the wedding maybe you two could have fun like you used to. You didn't even realize how long you sat there until you heard James get out of the bathroom and start getting ready, and you decided to just get dressed too and sit by the window with a book while you waited for James to be ready.

"Are you okay?" You were broken out of your train of thought by James’s question.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be. " You answered, giving him a similar smile to the one he gave you when he arrived.

"I don't know, you just keep staring into space, and it's kinda creepy." he tried to joke, but what once would've made you smile and roll your eyes instead caused a knot to form at your throat again, and you felt tears prickling your eyes once again.

"Well what am I supposed to do is not like I can talk to you anymore James you always shut me out, and I don’t know what to do anymore to get you to bring down the walls that keep shutting me out! I don't even know what I did for you to shut me out!" You couldn't help but let out everything for the millionth time, hoping that maybe today would be the last time you two were having this conversation and that he would finally open up and let you two go back to normal.

However, you soon realized that it was only wishful thinking because James immediately lowered his head and mumbled "For fuck's sake y/n not this again"

"Yes, this again, James! Please talk to me! Stop shutting me out, please!" you were a sobbing mess by this point, begging him to let you in, not caring if you ruined your makeup.

But James just shook his head and walked out, "I'll wait for you in the car while you get cleaned up, we can't do this right now, or we’ll be late." just like that, he left you alone frozen with mascara running down your cheeks. You felt numb and just quickly tried to clean up but when you were done and staring at your reflection stare back at you with puffy red eyes you just felt pathetic.

On the way neither one of you talked James kept his eyes on the road while you looked out the window too lost in your thoughts to realize your usual music that would usually be playing while the two of you drove was not playing, James realized, and he felt like he was suffocating in the empty car ride.

The wedding was beautiful and despite your problems you couldn't help but imagine that one day it would maybe be you and James standing in an altar professing your love in front of all your friends and family. You turned to look at him as Alice and Ben were sharing their vows, only to catch him staring at Lily, and she was staring right back at him. You felt something break in you as confusion overtook you. Why is he looking at her?

Was she the reason that you were slowly getting kicked to the curb? Back in Hogwarts everyone knew that James was obsessed with Lily but when she finally gave him a chance things just didn't work out. Then you caught James's attention, and the rest is history.

You tried to focus on the happy couple in the altar as the ceremony came to an end, but you felt someone was stabbing you and twisting the knife.

By some miracle during the reception James asked you to dance which shocked you, but his eyes seemed so sincere and like they were almost begging that you couldn't help but to foolishly be filled with hope once again. As you took his hand, he genuinely smiled at you again the way he used to with that same boyish grin that made you fall for him 5 years ago.

The two of you danced in the center of the dance floor spinning and laughing around, you had not been this happy in so long. After a particularly long fit of giggles, James pulled you closer and looked into your eyes with a spark that the two of you hadn't shared in months. When you two were about to lock lips, someone cleared their throat besides you two and the two of you pulled slightly away.

"James could I have a word with you please?" Lily asked looking at James who immediately pulled away from you and went with her after telling you he'd be right back. Just like that you were brought back to reality the cloud 9 that you had been in for a little bit long gone, and again the sinking feeling invaded you, feeling like you were drowning. You needed a drink.

You went to the bar and after getting your drink you decided it wasn't enough, and you needed air. You walked out of the salon where everybody was and made your way to the garden, and that's when you heard it.

"James! You said you two were over, but it sure as hell doesn't look like it! I can't beli-"

"I know, I know, but I can explain Lily please! I-I-I came here with her because she was embarrassed to come alone, so I promised this would be our last outing together." You felt your heart stop, air getting caught in your throat.

"What? That doesn't-" Lily started as you felt the glass in your hands slip and shatter on the ground.

Both of them froze and looked at where you were standing, you could feel a knot forming in your throat but glared at the pair in front of you with tears forming in your eyes.

"Y/n I can explain!"

" I think both of us want an explanation, James, but she deserves it more. Y/n/n I'm so sorry I had no idea you two were still together." Lily went to walk away and James was about to chase after her when she heard you scoff and as you turned around.

"Say goodbye to Alice and Ben for me, would you? I have to go." you rushed out before basically sprinting to the nearest exit, hearing James chase after you, which wasn't hard considering he was taller than you and an athlete. He grabbed your arm when you two had made it to the parking lot and turned you around.

"So that's why I'm getting the cold shoulder." you blurted out before whatever he was able to utter whatever shit excuse he was going to tell you. You almost wanted to laugh, which made you feel like you were insane, but you thought about all the hours you had spent over the past couple of months looking in the mirror trying to see what was wrong with you, overanalyzing every tiny detail in your face. Laying in bed staring at the ceiling, replaying everything you had done that day that might have set James off.

"No no baby, I swear it's not what it looks like, Lily is just bitter we didn't work out, and she's trying to sabotage us! I've just been so stressed because of it, and I am so sorry I let it out on you."

"Bullshit James! You were literally just talking shit about me before i showed up and ruined your little act." You were seething by this point, and James flinched after your outburst. You had never been one to scream, and he knew that, but right now you honestly felt like nothing was the same and you weren't the same. "A-and you wanted to chase after her and you know what? maybe you should. Maybe you have a better shot at getting her back because we are over James Potter! I-I am so tired... I-" You were crying from all the different emotions you were feeling at that moment. Finally getting some enlightenment about why your relationship was dying gave you some relief of the crushing pain you were feeling being hunted by the "what if's" and "why's" you weren't the problem.

James tried to get close and wrap his arms around you. god he felt like an idiot for hurting you. He honestly doesn't know what he was thinking. He had hoped you never found out and had planned to break up with Lily soon enough, but he just needed to explore a little what it could've been like if he had stayed with her. Plus the thrill of it was something that James had loved for the time being, but he never wanted to hurt you. His heart broke at the sight of you, he couldn't imagine what you were feeling.

"Don't even think about it! Don't ever touch me again don't ever look at me, I hate you so much Potter, I don't want to know anything about you from this day on James! We now mean nothing to me, we are strangers!" You glared at him in a way he had never seen you look at anyone, and felt his heart drop.

He tried to protest, feeling the tears leave his own eyes at the idea of losing you completely forever. But you just turned around and walked away.

[nickrry]

chris wants to make it up to you !

| warnings; fighting, crying, smut, oral (f receiving), fluff.

“why would you do that?” you said with a trembling voice. you were standing in the living room trying to watch a movie to make you forget what your boyfriend did, but you snapped the second he entered your house so unbothered like nothing ever happened.

“i swear it wasn’t intentional, i swear to god i thought it was tomorrow!” chris replied kind of annoyed already, wich it was completely unbelievable since you were supposed to be the one who was annoyed here.

your boyfriend wanted to take you out on a date since he said its been a long time since you guys went out. you guys lived together and every time you had free time you would spent it together; but he said it would be nice to spoil each other a little, and you agreed.

that’s were the fight started. he told you a couple days ago that you guys were going out on saturday since he was free from work and he knew you would be free too, but here you are, saturday night watching a twilight marathon cause your boyfriend forgot about it and ditched you to go out with his friends.

“why we would go out on a sunday? didn’t you reserved a table at a restaurant for tonight? never mind you surely forgot about that too” you said increasing your voice. he was getting on your nerves and you couldn’t help it anymore. “babe i swear to you i thought it was tomorrow. fuck, i could never forget about you and you fucking know that!”

be fucking for real. you thought

your crossed arms were now by your sides. that was all you needed to make you loose your mind. “well, i guess i dont, because you clearly did, and didn’t even had the audacity to let me know where you were.” you replied with a calmer tone, but you were not even close to be calm.

chris stood there in front of you with an apologetic stare. he opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. not a single sound.

“baby please, i didn’t mean-“ he finally said, but it was too late. “you know what, chris?, talk to me when you get your shit together. im going to sleep.” and with that you ran upstairs too tired to deal with him.

you couldn’t avoid the tears falling from your eyes, but you quickly wiped them off with the back of your hand. what chris did was wrong and you knew it, but you couldn’t help thinking about why did he did that, he never did something like that; he never forgot about you.

and that’s what hurt the most, the thought of being forgotten just like that. you thought you were being dramatic, but are your feelings dramatic? your boyfriend ditching you for his friends instead of being with you got you feeling like the most insignificant person ever, was that dramatic?

you decided to stop overthinking and go to sleep, so you got into the shared bed and tucked yourself into the soft sheets ready to fall asleep, but a knock at your door made that decision go away. “we’ll continue the argument tomorrow chris, im not in the mood anymore.” you said trying to sound strong, but your trembling and quiet voice betrayed you.

chris decided that he didn’t want to give you space, he wanted this to be solved now. he just didn’t want to go to sleep with the feeling of you hating him, god, he couldn’t even think about you hating him, it made him want to sleep and never wake up. he didn’t care about what you said. hearing your delicate and shaky voice made his heart shrink. knowing that you were crying because of him made him want to punch himself.

he opened the door and saw you laying down on your back. tears running down your face while you gripped the sheets hard. looking at you so vulnerable and sensitive made him get closer at the end of the bed while he leaned a little bit onto the bed so he could get a better look at you.

you found your boyfriend in front of you with watery eyes and frowning brows, his cheeks were blushed and his lips red. just the sight made you tear up more.

“oh my god baby, i am so sorry.” chris said softly, getting closer closer to you, laying on top of you and hiding his head in the crook of your neck. you felt that your neck started to get a little wet.

he was tearing up.

you couldn’t help it anymore and you let the tears fall down your cheeks. you couldn’t stand seeing him cry but what he did to you still hurt. “im so sorry sweetheart, i dont know what happened to me i-“ he interrupted himself with a sob and took his head out of your neck so he could look into your eyes.

“i acted like a complete asshole to you and i made you feel like shit only because my stupid self couldn’t remember what i said, i… i couldn’t remember what i promised.” he continued. your heart broke at his words and you let out a loud sob as a response.

not hearing your voice made it worse for him. but he knows he deserved it, he knows he deserves your silence. “please baby, let me make it up to you. it’s the least that i can do.”

you didn’t know what that meant, but with a confused look and slight nod he smiled slightly before leaving a quick peck to your lips, shy and unsure. when he made sure you weren’t going to pull him away, he kissed you softly, letting you know how sorry he really was.

you tangled your fingers in his hair, kissing him back with the same intensity; forgetting about the stupid argument and getting lost in the feeling of his lips against yours. his kisses trailed lower, from your lips to your jaw, and from your jaw to your neck, still so sweet and gentle, taking his time.

his hands found their way to your hips, gripping them. that simple action letting you know he wanted to do more; he needed more of you. he smirked slightly against your lips, wanting you to take the hint.

his fingers traced the waistband of your –his– sweatpants, grabbing it and pulling it to make it hit your skin softly; teasing you.

he slowly pulled your sweatpants down, taking your pants off the way. “chris wait”, “shh, don’t say a word. just let me make it up to you.” he said while his kisses got lower and lower.

he kissed your lower stomach, so gently and so sweet. you touched his hair the same way. chris moved his hands from your hips to your core, rubbing softly against your already wet panties, making him smile when you whimpered. “please.” you whined quietly.

“it’s okay baby. i’ll give you what you want.” he said smirking against your skin before taking a slow and long lick to your pussy, still with your panties on before hooking his fingers on the edge, pulling them to the side.

he hummed at the sight of your leaking pussy, loving how turned on you were with just his kisses. his thumb rubbed slowly your folds, making you loose your mind.

“so cute.” he murmured after seeing you with your eyes closed, enjoying his touch on your wetness. he was also starting to get impatient, so he spread your legs a little wider, putting his arms under your thighs before licking your pussy.

you hummed relieved, feeling his tongue finally on your dripping core. chris’ pace was gentle and slow, almost romantic. he alternated between sucking on your clit and circling your entrance with his tongue; a torturing and pleasurable balance.

so tired of the teasing, you gripped his brown locks a little, wanting him to go faster. he smiled against your pussy, knowing exactly what you wanted. he brought one of his fingers to tease your entrance while he sucked a little bit harder on your clit, making you moan.

you arched your back and gasped softly when chris entered a finger inside you. “finally.” you moaned in a whisper with a slight smirk on your face. chris quickly shut you up with a hard suck on your pussy, making you moan louder.

your grip on his hair getting tighter, making chris groan against you. the vibrations of his groans only adding to your arousal. you threw your head back and closed your eyes hard when he pushed another finger in, clenching around him. “look how good you take my fingers, atta girl.” he said looking up at you, the scene of your head back and your back arched being the hottest thing he ever saw.

“f-fuck, chris.” you moaned breathlessly, making him pick up is pace on your pussy. the feeling of his long fingers hitting that spot inside you repeatedly was making your mind dizzy, only focusing on how good the combination of his mouth and his fingers on you felt.

he picked up the pace of both of his actions, loving how you gripped his hair and how your thighs trapped his head in between your legs. “so sweet. so fucking delicious.” he moaned against you, knowing your release was building.

your legs started to shake and your chest started to move heavily up and down. the flick of his tongue on your clit and his fingers pressing on that spot inside you finally getting a result. “chris…i-“ you started saying in between moans. “i know baby, just let go for me. give it to me.” he said moving faster (if possible). with a curl of his fingers inside you and a suck on your clit, chris had you moaning his name as you came on his mouth, taking every drop.

your grip on his hair loosened, your eyes closed softly and your legs trembled. you slowly opened your eyes and looked down: chris’ lips and chin were glistening with your juices, his hair messy from your grip on it and his eyes full of admiration. he licked his lips and smirked before pulling out his fingers of your pussy, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean.

you sighed, running a hand on chris’ hair, “you’re fucking crazy.” you said with a spent and quiet voice, making chris chuckle. he leaned forward, resting his forehead against yours and closing his eyes. “im so fucking sorry.” he whispered.

you grabbed his face in your hands, your eyes closed as well. “shut up. it doesn’t matter anymore.” you said in the same voice tone before kissing him softly, showing him you forgive him.

he nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck, letting you hug him tight and trace patterns on his back. the tension of his body completely going away as he relaxed on top of you.

the argument you had, the miss understandings and the thoughts going away as it was just the two of you, and that’s the only thing that ever mattered.

© nickrry

a/n: my first ever smut as an apology for disappearing for idk how long. this is trash and also a draft i had since forever but i hope you enjoy, i promise ill get better. i love u and i hope you’re doing well <3

[startagainaprologue]

ah wait i almost forgot ! here is. some writing thats kind of related to this piece? i generally dont consider myself. writing guy but if anything this was fun to write. here u go :]

also if u saw this on discord!! added a few more little things here and there. lalalaala

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[Here you are again]

[How many times have you been up here? Probably not much in comparison to… all of your loops. But enough that it still makes you feel uncomfortable.]

[But. You need to be up here. At least for this time.]

[Carefully, avoiding looking at him, you take a seat right next to where his body now sits, eternally.]

[Oof- Owie… They were right huh. You should not be out of bed right now. You have to be, though. You couldn't wait more.]

[You don't know what to say to him, actually.]

[Does it matter, really? You know yourself you can't hear a thing while frozen.]

[But… it feels wrong, doesn't it? To not say a word to him after everything.]

[But what can you say? You can hardly organize your thoughts on him (probably not helped by your craft sickness, or the various new injuries across your body).]

[He… King.. he hurt you a lot, not only physically. (That too, though. You push away the reminder of your own bones shattering to pieces-)]

[He hurt you. He hurt your friends. He did lots of awful, terrible things, you process that now, of course.]

[You processed it a long time ago. You had more than enough time to think about it in the loops.]

[He was your friend too, once. Your first one you ever truly had. That's why you followed along with his plans so easily.]

[If you refused, he'd... leave you. Maybe worse, with all the information you held because of him. You don't know.]

[And, at the time, you'd have nothing left.]

[That's changed now though, you have a family! Or.. friends. And- and... even if everything's a bit shaky right now... you think they still love you.]

[You think King still cared for you though. In some form, despite it all. He shared things he never told anyone else. He trusted you so greatly.]

[You... aren't friends now though. Obviously. But even if he wasn't frozen, you wouldn't be.]

[You are far past the point of learning it'd never work.]

[You... feel relieved. As awful as that makes you feel. You're relieved hes gone. It makes your stomach twist even as you think of it now.]

[You take in a shaking breath, when did you start holding back tears? Hah... it's not like you to cry, is it. That was his thing.]

[You. Need to think about something else.]

[You finally turn to look at him.]

[He's.. no different than when you last saw him, of course. His hands are held up high, cradling some invisible object gently in the palms of his hands.]

[You didn't get the chance to think much on it earlier..but..]

[He remembered, didn't he?]

[His country. The reason why this all happened.]

[He finally got to remember it, and now he'll never forget it again.]

[You wondered how many times he must've wished for this. And now he finally had it granted.]

[Was this how it was always going to end for him?]

[…]

"I'm…"

[You take a moment to take in a breath, trying to keep your voice steady.]

"I'm glad that you're happy, King."

[And you're glad you can be happy now too.]

[elliespassagerprincess]

Do you still dream of me? - (ellie williams x reader)

meep moop, i'm home and i'm here for blood:) I hope yall enjoy this short story while i ease into writing again <3

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are open! send me your silly thoughts:)

warnings: sadness

Summary: In which you still dream about her

authors note: yall i graduated 12th grade on a random thursday, I'm employed ugh

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"don't be such a pussy!" She yelled as you stood at the edge of the lake.

"I don't think this is a safe els" you replied with a weary look.

She got out of the water, her clothes soaked and sticking to her skin, hugging her in all the right places.

You would be a fool to look away when this is one of the only opportunities to see her like this in all her glory. Her skin was glowing, her hair wet.

She slowly walked out of the water and it was as if she was moving in slow motion. You couldn't describe what you felt in that moment.

When it came to her, you never could.

You've never been so attracted to someone, you've never trusted someone to this extent, you've never cared for someone so deeply, yet you never could tell her that you felt this way.

"Focus on me" you heard Ellie tell you.

how could you not?

"i am"

"you're not, you're zoning out"

She walked over to where you were sitting, water droplets fell from her hair and clothes. The area where she sat was soaking wet.

"What's bothering you?" she asked.

You sigh and you turn to her, the two of you made eye contact.

Fuck.

If you were an ice cream you'd have melted a long time ago.

"I miss you" you simply said, feeling vulnerable under her gaze. She sighs getting up and turning away from you.

"dont say that"

"but i do els"

"it was for the better"

"no you were selfish" you snap.

her fists clench by her sides

"what's selfish is you not letting me go" she replied.

You stayed silent her words hitting you like a hammer. Her words hurt, it hurt because you knew she was right. There was a long silence between the two of you. You were processing the words Ellie had just spoken and she was waiting for you to reply to what she just said.

She felt regret for leaving you, anger because you waited for her and sadness because she never got to tell you how she really felt.

You felt resentment towards her because how could she do that you, anger because she left and sadness because she never knew how you felt.

She turned to you giving you a small smile, she reached out her hand and she muttered: "do you still dream of me? Because i dream of you"

You looked at her with a shocked expression. This is what you wanted to hear. All these years that you've been no one but your friend. She's admitting it. The confirmation that you needed. Maybe she did feel the same way.

You reach out to grab her hand. That's all you've ever wanted to do.

As soon as you felt her soft hand against yours you woke up with a gasp, breathing heavily. You were in a puddle of your sweat as your eyes searched the room for any sign of her. You got up and ran through the house.

"Ellie?"

"Ellie!"

"Ellie?"

You called over and over again.

The house was just as cold and empty empty as it was when she left 7 months ago.

She went after Abby. She chose Abby over you.

You let out a sigh as you slowly walked back to your room.

She'll be back right?

You got into the bed you'd hope one day you'd share with her. Your head hit the cold pillow as you stared out the window.

Her question replayed in your mind:

"do you still dream of me?"

you let out a lob sob "i do els, every night"

You hoped she heard you. Wherever she was.

<3

[stonedmhababe]

Lingering looks

Poly kiribaku x fem! Reader (WIP, let me know if I should continue or not)

Sum: kirishma eijiro and bakugo katsuki feel as if their relationship is missing something or someone to be exact.

Aged up bakugo and kirishma! Lets says mid 20s

It’s a Friday 4pm to be exact, patrol has just ended for both red riot and dynamite. After a long grueling patrol of fighting villains, helping civilians and doing necessary paperwork the boys are tired. As they’re on the way home they find themselves both feeling drained and like something is missing. Kirishma doesn’t want to say anything because he doesn’t want bakugo to think he’s saying he’s not enough or that he’s not the best because kiri thinks the world of bakugo and he is kirishmas world but he still feels as if something is missing. Bakugo doesn’t want to say anything because he doesn’t want kirishma to feel insecure like bakugo doesn’t love him but he does more then anything in the entire universe, he doesn’t want him to think he’s not enough when he is there’s just something missing. It hits them hard when they walk into their shared house, everything in its place looking as if it’s not even lived in, air cold, silence deafening and then bakugo just blurts out softly under his breathe “something’s misssing” kirishma just barely catches it he looks up at katsuki like a deer in head lights and so katsuki back tracks and starts to mumble “dont look at me like that shitty hair”

Eijiro smiles softly and softly responds “ You feel it too huh” he keeps his eyes trained on katsuki as he turns to look at him.

“W-what?” Katsuki ask as he looks at eijiro, eijiro chuckles and lets out a slow nervous breathe before saying “I feel it too, like something’s missing, when we come home it doesn’t feel like home just yet but instead an empty house….ive been feeling it for a while just didn’t know how to tell you.” Katsuki just stares intensely at eijiro most people would think he looked intimidating right now but kirishma can see through it, he can see the vulnerability behind katsukis eyes how he so badly wants to agree but is scared of what it will mean for them as a couple.

Bakugo just grunts at eijiro not sure what to say or do as eijiro slowly walks up to him and grabs his hand looking down at him. “…Kats…I-ive heard about poly relationships and I did some research…I think it would or could be the thing we’re missing…what do you think?” Eijiro asked katsuki looking down at him with big puppy dog eyes full of love warmth and vulnerability that only katsuki gets to see in the big man that is kirishma eijiro.

~time skip a month later~

Eijiro and katsuki have decided they want to add a girlfriend to their crazy lifes but it couldn’t be just anyone seeing as they were heroes but also had high standards more so katsuki then eijiro but eijiro loved him for him and would do anything for him even if it meant being picky about their future girl.

What they didn’t expect was to run into their perfect dream girl while out on one of the few date days they get together when they’re finally scheduled to be off on the same day.

There she was standing at 5’3 curvy and little chubby but gorgeous as ever. Flour on her face from the pastries she just put in the oven and a big smile as another customer walks into the new hero cafe that had just opened a week ago. Eijiro mostly wanted to visit because he heard and seen pictures of how the baker would create pastries based on hero’s, their quirks and their costumes.

“Look at her Ei, god damn is she cute as fuck” katsuki whispers to his boyfriend while watching her in her element. Eijiro chuckles while staring at his boyfriend happy and surprised seeing as his anger boyfriend is smiling without knowing it and damn does he love that smile that he so rarely gets to see in the public.

As the morning rush starts to slow down bakugo and kirishma walk up to the register and patiently wait for you to notice them. “Good morning I’ll be with you in one sec!” Y/n yells from the back as she takes out some cakes from the oven. “No rush take your time and be careful” eijiro calls back while looking at bakugo with a nervous smile. Y/n walks up and stands at the register and smiles up at the two big muscular men in front of her granted one of those big men is more like a giant.

“How can I help you boys?” Y/n softly ask with a kind tired smile, at the sight of your smile eijiro freezes up and just stares down at you.

Y/n giggles then looks over to katsuki “is your friend ok?” She asked in between giggles.

[blueteller]

OG!Cale has time travel powers? Is that canon or is it headcanon? So why did he make the deal if he could go back in time on his own? I think I'm confused, I'm definitely understanding something wrong.

https://www.tumblr.com/darkside9995/780521552832839680/i-dont-remember-if-i-mentioned-this-before-but?source=share

Good question! In canon, OG Cale was never stated to have any specific powers at all. No mention if he ever developed swordsman's aura as a soldier, or if he knew any magic, or if he ever possessed an Ancient Power of his own – not even the Annual Rings of Life. He told KRS!Cale where to find his mother's power, but he never explained whether he obtained it in the TBOAH timeline, or if he simply knew on sight what it was (when he witnessed the White Star grab Choi Han and make that "time is warped for you" comment). Basically, OG Cale's skillset is 100% a mystery. It was stated he was completely average in body strength when Cale transmigrated at the age of 18, and his plate was naturally weak (unless the plate was originally OG KRS's, not OG Cale's, which might make things even more confusing).

But I kinda figure that OG Cale had to be strong by the time he reached 40. He made that comment that in TBOAH timeline, "all sorts of strong people gathered under Alberu Crossman for that final battle", and since he was present – and he survived long enough to get "buried under the bodies of his comrades", meaning he couldn't possibly be the weakest one there if he was one of the last to die!! – it all means that 40-year-old OG Cale just HAD TO be someone quite formidable even if he never went into detail, when he spoke with KRS!Cale. Not to mention that he was fit to replace the OG KRS - the insane workaholic Team Leader who had a 100% success rate - in a soulswap with such success that others only noticed a weird personality shift, and not a "skill issue".

Basically, all signs point to OG Cale being really, really strong. And the possibilities of what that entails are endless.

But then we come to the problem called "Regression", and uhhh.... how do I say this... we have exactly ZERO information on it, if not NET NEGATIVE??? Like... no one ever mentions it even as a possibility! No one considers regression as a thing people can do – heck, not even the GODS are supposed to be able to do it! In fact, Choi Han tells Cale in the Sealed God's test that gods are supposedly unable to send someone in time. Either it's a plot hole or a freaking lie – and considering how TCF gods are proven LIARS, I'm inclined towards the latter!

So how did the God of Death pull his time-travel scheme off, then!? You tell me!!! 😂

My original thoughts were something among the lies of, "God of Death used some sort of divine, limited-in-use Deux Ex Machina that let him regress a whole world through the deal with OG Cale". However... now we know there is quiteeee a few gods who (slight spoiler alert, but I'm keeping it very light) are not only antagonistic towards the God of Death, but also several insanely powerful gods who are straight up pure evil! If THEY had any time-travel on their hands, they would have used it to destroy Cale and everything he stands for a long time ago. Heck, the one villain in Part 2 with time powers was freaking crazy, and he could only PAUSE time, not REGRESS it!!

So... my second theory was that the God of Death has a single unique, ultra SECRET time-revealed power, that he could use only once, and now he will probably be forced to retire soon. Which seems plausible, all things considered.

However, my third and current theory is that there was a mixture of factors. Yes, OG Cale himself can have some sort of time-travel related potential, and the God of Death was able to combine it with his own power and use it to their advantage. Or maybe God of Death got an item or the help of another person who was able to manipulate time. Maybe there's a whole freaking plotline in TCF waiting to be explored in that direction. Who knows! NOT ME!! Lol

Look, my point it this: time travel is CONFUSING when you consider how the multiverse works in TCF. From my understanding, only one world should have been affected by the regression. But so far no one, not even our dimension-travelling villains the Hunters, seem to notice that regression has taken place!! Isn't that strange?? It freaking is!! So I hope we get an explanation on it sometime in the future, because my nerdy brain is exploding from all the unanswered questions!!!!

...I hope I was at least to answer your question, haha. OG Cale has no confirmed powers of his on in current time. Only the ones he inherited from OG KRS, after he transmigrated.

[afsalovescats]

I found it! :3, yayyy! Request timeee!(I'm the same person that you texted I think a week ago so please don't report me TwT)

I request a Yandere AU(Dazai or any characters you will like) to an innocent cute reader which the reader is really naive, which will include a argument and fight a bit, then they will make it up for Y/N!(smut if you want to lol)

Well take care and have a nice and great day :3

just so u guys know im doing requests randomly so yippie!!

"Try me and see what happens.." he snarls as he looks down on you, cheerful eyes darkening.

Nails digging deep into you're wrist. Its so painful so painful so painful!

"It's just a small walk 'samu!!" You whine as you stomp you're foot slightly upset.

It's been so long since you've walked out of his house.

Whenever you make the mistake of asking him...hes so nice. He pats you're head and kisses you're forehead as he tells you hoe much you're hearting his poor heart. Poor him...maybe you should reconsider-

"How many times have i told you. It's dangerous out." He says lowly as he drops his nails from you're wrist to look at the mark he had left.

Half cresent moons marking up you're beautiful...beautiful skin. But..his marks do look so nice on you maybe he should opt for more methods that are-

"Why! Why can't i go out?" You whine as you stare up at him so confused.

You look so pretty....hah theres no way someone like you exists.

"What if something bad happens when I'm gone?" He says as he drops both of you're wrists.

He then takes both of you're wrists gently kissing the marks as he coos at you making you shiver...its normal yet...the look in his gaze is so...

"You know much i love you, dont you sweetheart? Hmm?" He hums as he rubs you're aching wrists.

For a moment you stay quiet, as you begin to open you're mouth he interupts by saying

"I'm such a good lover. I dont understand why you can't accept that? Is it me? Do you hate me?"

He says sadly explaining his reasons with a small pout then he smirks...it comes as it goes as he looks at you disapointed. As if he's been betrayrd as he then squeezes you're wrist harshly.

"I....'samu I don't hate you its just-" you start before getting interupted by him grinning at you as he drags you into you're shared bedroom

He looks so happy as he tugs you're hand to his...no both of you'rs shared bedroom

When was the last time you went outside? The day before you moved in with osamu.

Why did you move in? He threatened...no he was just joking about you're family and friends in trouble...

You can't ever say the word 'no'. To him it's so foregin..

He loves you so dearly. He spoils you. Affection. Loyalty. Dream lover right! Maybe you are naive...he is right....you've been so selfish this whole time

So just indulge in his...behavior. You can handle it, can't you?"

[schwarzgeier]

Crawling back into your mailbox (looks good. have you redecorated?) cause

Are you just gonna leave us like this? Grasping at the girlies?

also if there's nothing you wanna share that's cool just count this as a Hi. I know older drafts are the urgh

I did redecorate my mailbox thank you for noticing , I specificly dragged in a comfy chair just for you fhfhf Hope you like it!!

The fact u actually notice the weird ramblings i have in tags is making my day Jay ur so cool fhfhf but uh here I suppose this is what you came for? I dont have lot to say about old drafts of Blau and Geier but it is sorta interesting how they evolved. Sorta from one replika to 2 .

The first ever sketch was the orange one , very back then I think i wanted to make a demolitionist expert replika . I immidietly saw someone else have that idea for a replika , that day i drew that so in a panic I dropped the whole concept fhfhhf

i had this problen a lot tbh making both Blau and Geier. The fear of accidently having a same idea as someone else terrifies me and honestly there are firey Geiers out there im pretty sure that other people made. But at this point i like mine and I truly feel like i came up with these 2 by myself now.

All these sketches were made roughly a year ago? Could be bit more actually its hard to say. But yeah Blau was first , originaly even called Geier. Then quickly changed to Eisvogel cause i liked their color scheme and they fit the scientist theme bit more , up until I reallyyy stuck with the Blue Jays for their simplicity and white/blue theme. Blau went through a lot of design changes but the story has mostly stayed consistent.

Geier was bit easier to make , felt riskier for some reason but design wise purely? I really am happy with how Geiers turned out now. Black armor , red/orange themeing for the fire , vented mask in the faceplate and backtanks for gas were all things that kinda just. Made sense to make from start. Visor changed up a bit and the hairstyle , since god trying to make even a bit of an authentic signalis style hairstyle is hard for me.

God looking at these old drawings gives me the ick kinda but also a sense of nostalgia. Year isnt long time yet a lot has happened since then. I like my blorbos so much more then and feel like i can do even more with them. I love signalises and other media too but OCs? Always will have a soft spot for them , specially other peoples ones. Love to see what people create on their own.

[totallynotpochacco]

ask, and ye shall receive 🙇🙇🙇

if u take multiple characters, may i request naib, ithaqua, and alva with an s/o whos a kleptomaniac? if u dont do multiple chars, maybe just alva if thats ok!

much loves 💞💞💞

please read🔻

This.. has been rotting in my inbox since the start and I am so sorry. Usually I’m trying to find motivation for all of these writings but things came up yesterday and I just needed to write something to make me feel better. So this was more self indulgent. I would love to write for Alva but I fear I don’t have a good concept of him yet. Also Kinktober stuff will be posted in the near future. There will be a part two of this with Ithaqua, I think? not proofread and not great-

Naib with a kleptomaniac s/o! —————————————————————-

He’s got a massive safe, with all of his stuff in it and you don’t have the code.

No I’m kidding,

Well, sorta.

He keeps his room clean anyways so there’s nothing to really take other than a few pencils, coins, or wrappers of leftover food.

He does keep a hidden snack drawer that’s filled to the brim with all kinds of stuff and he can tell if you’ve been in there. Even if one thing is gone.

Naib had taken you to his room a few hours ago, just so he could be near you. No need for talking when your presence is enough. Which brings us to now, where you were chilling on his beanbag chair with a book that you stole from Joseph’s office. Naib had quietly grunted to signal to you, then gestured to the door that he’ll be back. You nodded and went to go read as he shut the door.

Perfect.

Now was your time to strike. The feeling had been itching away at you ever since you got there. You just had too. It’s not like you could control it anyways. So you crept over to his snack drawer in the bottom of his desk. And picked out a.. large almond joy? (I’m so sorry I’ve been craving fucking almond joys for like weeks so.. you get almond joys.)

Oh well, they were good anyways. Especially frozen, to get that crunch! You place the sugary treat into a pocket that’s least likely to smush it or melt it. Closing the drawer you slip back into your spot, pick up your book, and continue like nothing happened. And that’s when the door opened again, Naib coming back with.. more food? A family sized bag of potato chips to be exact. You roll your eyes and let out a small huff to conceal your want to laugh. He was a strong guy, always working out, burning calories, so eating like this was reasonable, you thought. When he walks over to his snack drawer pulling out a Twix to eat with his chips, he nods to you, politely gesturing again if you wanted some. Which was another way to tell you he loves you, because there was no way he was sharing with anyone else.

You decline, because chips? No, the almond joy. Which means you had to escape, and quick before he finds out.

You stand up, stretching like you’ve been sitting for too long, and grab your jacket off the back of his chair. Turning to him, to say, “Nah, no thanks. I think I’ll wait till dinner to eat. But I’m gonna head out now, see if Victor has any mail for me.”

Naib nods, and stands by the door watching you start to leave. When he suddenly asks, “Did you go in my snack drawer?”

You pause and turn to him, internally “wtf?”-ing. With a shake of your head you lie. “No? Why?”

Naib fixes his hood, looking you up and down for anything out of place. “Dunno, just seemed like there was less than before.”

You glance at the drawer and shrug, trying to play it cool. You really had to go. “I don’t know what to tell you, I really didn’t take anything.”

Naib nods and lets you go for now. Choosing to believe you. Which was great for you, slipping out of his room and shutting the door quietly. Quickly walking away.

You were halfway down the hallway when you heard a door slam open and naib yell,

“MY ALMOND JOY-”

Fuck. ———————————————————————-

I kinda rushed this, it’s not great. Haven’t been feeling well lately, but when am I ever. I’ll try to do better next time, I promise.

[averycutesalamander]

HELLO my first fic is finally done!!!! im posting some of the intro under the cut, but the whole thing is up on AO3!! (pls dont look at the word count it's really embarrassing)

It’s days like this that make Boothill consider giving up on his hunt.

Well, consider is too strong a word; it’s only ever a passing fancy, a brief flicker of doubt that he discards immediately. He’s a man on a mission, after all, and he’s nothing if not determined. He's proud of his ruthless optimism in the face of adversity; it's kept him going this long. Still, he’s willing to admit that work like his isn’t all sunshine, and certainly has its rainy days – this one definitely included. 

He’s finally on his way home after an exceptionally long and frustrating job, one that seemed engineered to piss him off, one that he failed, and he’s eager to get back to your shared apartment, clean up, recharge, and spend some desperately needed time with you. He’d sent you a message to let you know he was on his way back a few system hours ago, and you’d excitedly responded with a string of emojis so long it filled his entire phone screen. The hour is rather late for you to be up – not terribly late, but enough that he's lucky you're awake.

He’s exhausted and frustrated and filthy and he absolutely reeks; he didn’t have the time to clean up before heading back, and frankly, even if he did, he thinks he might’ve combusted on the spot if he spent another second on that god-forsaken bog of a planet. As he climbs the stairs up to the apartment, he's nearly tempted to collapse on them and pass out for a few hours, but the urge to see you keeps him moving.

“I’m home, sweetpea,” he calls as the door shuts behind him. He retracts the spurs on his ankles and sluggishly wipes his feet on the mat – a habit you’d been sure to instill in him the moment the two of you started living together. (“You always track in so much dirt! And no, just because you technically don't wear boots doesn't mean you don't have to wipe off the mud,” you scolded him. “Maybe I should start making you clean it up.” That straightened him out real quick.) His hat is hung in its designated spot next to your favorite jacket, looking exceptionally out of place considering the grime that coats it.

He slumps against the door, utterly drained, then tilts his head at your lack of response. You’re home and awake, he knows that much; your usual shoes are by the door, and he can hear movement in the kitchen. A tantalizing smell radiates into the entryway, and he’s willing to bet it’s some kind of stew; you always make it on days that you know he’s coming home.

He turns the corner around the kitchen and finds you with your back to him, busy with something on the stove, then sees why you hadn't answered him; you've got your headphones on, moving to a beat he can just barely hear, muttering along to it under your breath. His lips quirk, fondness unfurling in his chest; a little spark of mischief arrives on its coattails, chasing away his exhaustion for the moment. He steps lightly onto the tile, quieter than he needs to be, eyes glimmering. Closer, closer, closer he creeps, until he's towering behind you, just within reach. With a glance, he makes sure you aren't holding anything too important, and then– 

You squeal in surprise as his arms snake around your waist, hauling you back against his chest with unyielding strength. With a mighty squirm, you whip around to identify your attacker, and your face lights up so perfectly that if he wasn't grinning before, he certainly is now. You laugh in delight, rushing to shake off your headphones and shove them onto the counter. The moment your hands are free, you leap against him in earnest, hard enough that he'd stumble if he weren't made of metal. 

You curl your arms tightly around his shoulders, wrapping your legs around his hips in a death grip like you’re trying to crush him, as you always do. His hands slip down beneath your thighs to support you in your efforts, as he always does. 

Either you don't notice how filthy he is (very hard to believe) or you don't care, because you pepper his face with kisses relentlessly. By the time you're done with your assault, he's chuckling, all dazed and giddy, his weariness melting away at your touch. Cupping your hands around his face, you beam at him, eyes shining.

“Hi, honeybee,” you say, a little breathless.

“Hey there, buttercup,” he answers with a squeeze on your thighs. He resists the urge to rub his cheek against yours as he usually does, conscious of the grime that coats him like a second skin. “Did ya miss me that much?”

You scoff and roll your eyes as dramatically as you can manage. “Like you even need to ask. Feels like it’s been forever.” You pinch his cheeks, then laugh as he nips at your fingers. “How was the mission?”

He groans, and he isn't even exaggerating. 

(read more on ao3 !!)

[hymnserendipity]

Izana comforting s/o with period pain

Smut, age up

Being the s/o of a gang leader was usually nice, but sometimes you were always escorted everywhere, more than usual. Other times you had to wait infinite hours till he finish some meetings or other stuff you actually dont care. He was in a meeting at tenjuku headquarter few hours ago, you were chilling in your shared living room, basically you two created an apartment in the headquarter and live there. You stand up and walk to the meeting room, only to see him alone with a bunch of papers in front of him on the desk. " Have you finish here, Mahal?" his features soften, looking at you.

"Y/N.." He muttered softly, his face light up a bit when he saw you, looking at him so casually. "I was just having a meeting, and yes. I'm done, sweetheart." he walked over to where you stood, his movements were smooth and graceful like a big animal, he put one of his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him and you cling on his shirt lovingly. "How was your day, love? You look radiant as ever."

"Uh i ate a lots of chocolate" You reply.

"Oh really?" He smirked, his tone slightly mocking.

"And here i thought that you would get sick from all of the sugar.."

"I'm on my period, it hurt!" You complain. He hummed, his arms pulled you closer to his chest. "Awe, my poor baby.." Izana gave you a fake pout, but you could see his eyes darken, his smirk grew. "My poor baby is in pain... I should really do something about it.."

"Wanna cuddle in bed and soothe the pain?" You ask, giving him puppy eyes.

"Such a naughty girl, you know exactly what you're doing."

He grabbed your chin between his fingers, forcing you to look into his eyes as soon as the teo of you walked in your bedroom. "Is that what my baby girl wants? For me to cuddle her all up, and take the pain away? Then I'm more than happy to give you what you want..." He smirked, and picked you up, his arm supporting your back as he did so, carrying you on the bed as you grunt for the period pain. He laid you on the king size bed, and crawled over you, trapping you between his arms. His smirk grew as he looked at how cute you looked in pain, a sadist part of him liked it. "Poor, poor baby. In so much pain, and you don't know what to do now, am I right..?" "I want cuddles." Izana chuckled and leaned down to bury his face in your neck, nuzzling it and breathing in your scent, he loved how you smelled. He placed a kiss on your neck, before pulling away to look into your eyes. "Of course, baby.. I'll give you all the cuddles and kisses you want, as long as you're mine..

"I feel so safe in your arms." He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest, his embrace was strong but gentle. He buried his face in your hair, and kissed the top of your head softly. "You are safe in my arms, my love. You will always be safe here with me.." He whispered, his hand caressed your body gently, rubbing your back in a soothing manner as you grunt again. Izana hummed, noticing your grunt, and he looked down at you, his eyes filled with both, concern and a hint of sadism. "Hmm, it's getting worse for you isn't it, sweet thing.."

He whispered, his hand continued to rub your back, trying to alleviate the pain in your belly as best as he could. "Poor baby..." He whispered again, his hand moved from your back to your stomach, his large hand gently pressed down on your belly, massaging it softly. "Does it hurt more here, baby ?" He pressed down a bit harder, his slender fingers massaging your belly in slow, gentle motions. He looked into your eyes, studying your face. "Hmm, it looks like it hurts quite a lot.."

He leaned down, his lips brushed against your ear and he whispered, his voice was a low murmur. "I bet I could fix that, you know.."

"I know what you're thinking but no, period sex is uncomfortable." You cant help but laugh and he chuckled huskily, shaking his head at your words, knowing exactly what you were thinking. "No, no, my love. I wasn't thinking about that.." He moved his head away from your ear, and looked you in the eye, his lips pulled up into a smirk. "I know of a much more... gentle method to take the pain away.." Izana smirk grew, and he pushed himself up, straddling you between his legs as he moved up to pin your arms above your head, his hands holding your wrists in place. He lift a bit your pants just to have access at your underwears and slit two fingers in them. "Oh yes.." He mused, his eyes darkened, a hint of mischief present in his look. "I know exactly what my poor baby needs, to make you feel all better.." He leaned down, his lips brushing against your neck, his head buried in your hair. His teeth gently bitting on your skin, making sure not to mark you.. "I'll take good care of my baby.." His lips moved down to your collarbone, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, his hot breath on your skin. "Are you ready, sweetheart? To feel better, and forget all the pain.." yes "Good..." He whispered, as his lips traveled back up your neck, and his tongue gently moved up your jawline, licking and tasting your skin.

"Just, relax for me, my love. And let me take care of your pain, hm~?" His hands pinned your wrists tighter to the bed when you squirmed underneath him. "Ah ah~ you'll stay still, and you'll let me take care of you, got it?" He muttered, his tongue licking at your earlobe before he bit down gently as he start to circle around your clit. "Y-yes mahal" "Good~"

He mused as he praised you, his teeth gently nibbling on your ear. "Just let me do all the work. And you just lay down, and enjoy the feeling, alright sweetheart?" You can't help but moan, he's right the pain is going weak as he brush your clit in such a nice way.

His lips moved across your neck and collarbone, leaving kisses and little bites as he worked. "You're doing so well, my love.. you're being so good for me.." He leaned back a little to look down at you, his eyes taking in your blissful face. Seeing you so needy and desperate for his touch sent a wave of satisfaction and possessiveness through him. "Does it feel nice, baby? Is this helping you feel better?~" He leaned back down, his face hovering less an an inch from yours. "Does it feel good, having my touch all over your body? Knowing that I'm the one taking your pain away, and making you feel so good. Does it feel nice when I bite your skin, and mark it as my own? Showing everyone that you're mine and only mine." He is doing a magic with those fingers, rubbing it just perfect till you grip on his shoulders. "Does it feel good, right there..?"

"Y-yes!"

Izana's fingers moving in slow slow circles, applying gentle pressure to that spot. "I can see it in your face, baby... I can tell how much you want me to touch you... To make you feel so good." he whispered, his lips moved to your neck, biting and licking the sensitive skin and smiled when he heard your moan, his hand continuing to work. "Mmh, I can tell you're close, my love... Are you enjoying yourself, sweetheart? Is this helping you feel better?"

"Y-yes." You scream, biting your own lips as soon as you came on your period underwears.

Izana then lifted you up and pulled you against his chest at once, wrapping his arms around your trembling body, his hold is strong and comforting, yet gentle. He planted a kiss on your forehead, his hand caressing your hair and back. "Shh... I've got you, love.. I've got you.." He whispered, his voice low and soothing. "Oh could you be so perfect" You say when you can finally think again. He chuckled softly, putting his chin resting on top of your head.

"You think I'm perfect, huh? You're giving me too much credit, darling.."

He muttered, planting a kiss on your head, his large hand rubbing your back in soothing circular motions. Izana then smiled, noticing how tired you look, and he held you closer, gently holding you in his arms, letting you bury your face in his chest. His hand moved up to caress your hair, gently stroking it in a loving manner. "Tired, hm? My poor sleepy baby.." He whispered, his hand continued to caress you, a fond smile on his face. "i'm yours." "That's right, darling, you're all mine~" He whispered, his smile widened as the possessive tone in his voice became more clear. One of his hand moved down to pat your butt, giving it a squeeze as he continued to hold you against him. "My sweet, beautiful love.. you belong to me. And I'll never let you go." He smiled when he saw you fall asleep against his chest, your face relaxed and a soft smile on you face. He couldn't take his eyes off you, admiring your sweet sleeping face. He loved how you looked like. So peaceful and beautiful, and you were all his. All his to love, and to cherish. He planted a kiss on your forehead, and pulled you closer against him, holding you in his arms as he watched you sleep.