#i might write a fic about this ๐Ÿค”
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purpleshadow-star ยท 1 year ago
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Imagine if Nico could learn to control when he turns into shadows.
Like, in The Blood of Olympus Nico would start fading after shadow traveling too much, and sometimes Reyna and Coach Hedge wouldn't be able to touch him, and one time he even accidentally walked through a tree. Imagine if he learned to control that intangibility.
Imagine if he could just turn parts of his body into shadows. Imagine if, in a fight, someone swings at him, and he knows he can't dodge in time, so he turns into shadows for a second so the weapon goes right through him, and while his enemy is confused he uses the distraction to land the final blow.
Imagine if he could just walk/reach through walls and doors and stuff.
I just think that, for someone with the title of ghost king (and as a child of the Underworld), he deserves more ghost-like powers.
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alistair-blackwood ยท 7 months ago
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kabru's relationship with his eyes makes for suuuuuch a fantastic trans allegory (an aspect of your body alienating you from your community, being compelled to understand the perspective of someone who also has a complicated relationship with their body in the hopes that you'll better understand your own, people straight up misunderstanding biology) it makes me kind of insane because now I feel like I can't dig into any complicated feelings he might have about his body in relation to his gender without feeling like im just ... double dipping?? like fifjpejgh ryoko kui straight up already told that story in a way that exquisitely fucks??
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good-beanswrites ยท 1 year ago
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Hello!! I really love your writing! I like the way you write interactions between characters and how well you maintain their personalities! Sometimes, after I read these, I need to take a few moments to realize that they are not actually canon. (For me, they still are <3).
If it's not a bother, I would like to request Compliment + Yuno and any other character that you think will fit well!
Because of Yuno's past work, I always thought that the compliments her clients would give didn't truly mean much to her. At first, maybe these words gave her some warmth, but with time, she realized that these words were nothing more than superficial. And I think it would be nice to see Yuno actually being happy with the sincerity of a compliment addressed to her!
Thank you!!ย 
Hi hello?? This is like the greatest compliment a writer could dream of thank you??? I have been very normal about this ;__;โœจ And thank you for the request, I absolutely love that concept -- it's perfect for Yuno! I think between being so used to shallow/physical compliments combined with the fact that she has a lot of self-love already, a new type of compliment could really affect her. I debated on a few characters, but ended up setting this late T1 with Kotoko
Yuno was always complimented on her smile. It was beautiful, she was told. It was pure. Sweet. Innocent. Her lipstick looked nice. Her lips in general looked nice. She was just soโ€ฆ nice. Yuno was glad to have such a bright smile; it hid how much she was wanted to pick up the cards from her solitaire game and throw them as hard as she could at Shidou's face.
โ€œDonโ€™t worry, when you get to be my age, youโ€™ll understand,โ€ he was saying. โ€œBut I do love your optimismโ€ฆโ€
She stretched that smile as far as it would reach. Shidou kept talking as he stood to leave, and she answered as politely and simply as possible. Once out of sight, she allowed herself a single, dramatic eyeroll. Everyone older than her thought they knew more than her. Men always thought they knew more than her.ย 
But she wasnโ€™t about to let it ruin the rest of her day. She turned her attention back to the cards, already working to forget the whole conversation. Sheโ€™d nearly lost herself in new thoughts when a voice startled her at the end of the table.
โ€œYouโ€™re strong, Yuno.โ€
She looked up to find Kotoko staring. She smirked at the comment -- she knew she had nothing on someone like her. The woman exuded strength, and had made more than one comment about the other prisonersโ€™ physical fitness. Yuno flexed her right arm. โ€œI didnโ€™t do very well in the tournament, but thanks, I guess!โ€
Confusion flashed over her face. โ€œNo, not the arm wrestling thing we did the other day.โ€
โ€œOh, when we all jumped rope after dinner last week?โ€
โ€œNo, no. I meanโ€ฆ as a person.โ€ Kotoko scooted closer. She always had a calculating look on her face, studying everyone around her. Yuno had expected to feel uncomfortable under such a gaze, (many of the other prisoners had voiced the sentiment,) but there was something almost pleasant about the way Kotoko stared. Yuno couldnโ€™t put her finger on it.
She waved her hand dismissively. She knew the best way to accept praise was to play it down, just a bit. โ€œEh, sometimes it's gotta be like that, you know? I just do what I can to make it through the day, I wouldn't call that strong or anythingโ€ฆโ€
โ€œWell I would.โ€ Her gaze was level. โ€œI think the way you handle everyone, never compromising on your own values, is very impressive. Iโ€™ve seen the way the others talk to you here. I can only imagine, with the line of work youโ€™re in, what utter scumbags youโ€™ve had to deal with on a daily basis. And yet,โ€ she tipped her head, and Yuno suddenly understood. Kotoko looked at people as if she actually saw them. โ€œYouโ€™ve never once raised your voice. Or scowled. Or even cried. Being sent to a place like this, after what youโ€™ve done, itโ€™d be enough to infuriate anyone.โ€
She surveyed the room, adding, โ€œI'm still figuring this place out, but I can tell it's designed to break us. Which is why we need to stay strong. I just wanted to tell you, from one woman to another -- I'm glad to have someone like you fighting with me.โ€
Yunoโ€™s smile had faded to surprise. At that moment, she did something that she hadnโ€™t in an awfully long time.ย 
She blushed at the compliment.ย 
Maybe it was the way Kotoko said it. She wasn't the type of person to say anything she didn't mean. Maybe it was the fact that it was something new, not another comment about her lips or her laugh or her body. Or maybe it was because Yuno was tempted to believe it.
Sheโ€™d heard so many voices lately, whispering how weak and helpless she must be to end up in this whole mess. The other prisoners, too, treated her according to her small build and unbroken nails. She suddenly realized how close sheโ€™d come to falling into the same mindset.
Getting a hold of herself, she made her voice light. โ€œWell, I'd say the same to you, but I think you already know that, heh. Butโ€ฆ thanks for saying all that.โ€
โ€œOf course.โ€ Kotokoโ€™s smile was neither sweet nor innocent, but it was certainly honest. โ€œI mean it.โ€
Yuno nodded. โ€œI know.โ€
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snickerdoodlles ยท 1 year ago
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Current word count: 5899
the proper ask's demand (not seen here): 21*16*5*2= 3360 more sentences
conclusion: I need to extend the gratuitous kissing scenes
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kelbunny ยท 6 months ago
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I know I said I probably wasn't going to draw anything for myself until after artfight just so I don't get burnt out early, but gosh dang it I want to draw Cordelia and Catiua interacting. And just draw Catiua in general. Or draw her with her brother. Or draw Cordelia with her brother(s).
I am normal about tragic sibling characters I promise.
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true-blue-sonic ยท 1 year ago
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i know silver isn't really one to cry but i imagine if he were shown an unexpected level of affection he might just start crying
I can imagine that! It definitely wouldn't be full-fledged bawling, it'd be a few tears and maybe a sniffle at best, but he's just struck by a massive wave of emotions all of a sudden that he's got no idea what to do with. The person who's providing him affection (probably Espio haha) might be a bit startled that he reacts so strongly, but in a way they probably expected it too, once they found out that Silver's just entirely touch-starved and cannot remember the last time he got hugs or pets from someone. I think Silver himself is also quite surprised there's suddenly tears on his face, because he's not exactly feeling sad! But the person with him assures him it's normal and you can cry from any strong emotion. As it stands, I think he'll calm down again soon enough, and can focus on working all his emotions out while getting some more affection <3
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ambersky0319 ยท 7 months ago
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Hm
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sweeterlovers ยท 5 months ago
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VACATION STATE OF MIND / TOTO WOLFF
toto wolff x younger!reader / SMAU FIC
WARNINGS / some comments about sugar daddies..? also letโ€™s pretend the toto has an instagram :)
FACE CLAIM / none!
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yourusername summer break: day one โค๏ธ we are in italy for the a couple of days ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ
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user1 cute!!
user23 ugh iโ€™m jealous
user77 fr!!! need me a sugar daddyโ€ฆ..
user6 seriously, cause iโ€™m this close to gettting one ๐Ÿค
user276 i know! yn needs to teach us her ways!
user9 LMFAOOO
user21113 ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ
lewishamilton have a good vacation โค๏ธ๐Ÿ‘
yourusername thank you lewis!!! hope you good summer break!!
user32 cutee!!
user4 the view is so pretty!
user2 ITALYYYY!!!!!!!!
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yourusername from italy to france ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท ๐Ÿฅ–
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user5 so pretty!
user23 omg the first picture! the flowers ๐ŸŒนโ˜บ๏ธ
user2007 i know!!! and he probably took the picture which makes it 10x better!!
user5 i didnโ€™t even think of that ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคญ
carmenmmundt hope you guys are having fun!!
yourusername we are!! enjoy your break!
user7 the last picture is so pinterest coded!
user23 i know the ring with the fur coat and the birkin bag sitting there ๐Ÿคญ
user4 the dream!!!
user35 yn!!! you need to get toto on instagram!!!!!!!!! like right know! asap!!!!
yourusername iโ€™ve been trying to!! iโ€™ll ask him again, but i might need to teach him how to use it properly ๐Ÿ˜‚
user5 you should get the mercedes admin to teach him!
user89 @/mercedesamgf1 get on it!
mercedesamgf1 hmmm ๐Ÿค” iโ€™ll see what i can doโ€ฆ.
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totowolff Hi, I made an Instagram account after many text messages from the @/mercedesamgf1 admin (and from my finance) I did it.
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yourusername yayy!! you did it!
totowolff You guys forced me to, this was not by choice.
yourusername ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™„
user66 OMG OMG OMG FINALLY
user77 EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU YN ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™
user6 thank you yn!!!!
user57 doing gods work
user20 there is no way toto made this instagramโ€ฆ. ๐Ÿคจ
yourusername i did but he did write the caption!! so he did contribute!
user45 i figured he wrote the caption
yourusername although he did take the last photo and he takes most of the photos of me that i post!!
user3 cuteee!!!!
user44 hope you guys had a good vacation!!
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TEAM RADIO / SWEETERLOVERS - thank you for the request!!!! (i love toto wolffโ€ฆ.. he is such a dilf) based on this ask
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sansaorgana ยท 5 months ago
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โ€” LADY OF THE ROSES (I)
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PART TWO || PART THREE || PART FOUR
PAIRING โ€” Ser Gwayne Hightower x fem!Reader // Tyrell!OC
SUMMARY โ€” When Lord Tyrell organizes a huge tournament, the rumour has it that the winner might get his eldest daughter's hand in marriage. When she finds out that certain twins are not playing fair and are scheming together with her father to win, she finds herself a champion she wants to succeed instead โ€“ Ser Gwayne Hightower, who was sent by his father to win the tournament.
AUTHORโ€™S NOTE โ€” Itโ€™s written as an usual x Reader fic without describing anything about the Readerโ€™s looks but I still classified it as an OC as well since she is a Tyrell. Although I am not sure if we have even seen them in House of The Dragon, so they can literally look like anything...? ๐Ÿค” Thank you so much for reading my last fic with Gwayne and leaving lovely comments and messages! ๐ŸŒน It inspired me to write for him again and I already have more ideas for him and a Tyrell Lady Wife (although I don't think the fics will be connected, so they can be read separately). For some reason it makes SO MUCH SENSE to me for Gwayne to have a wife from Highgarden! Some sexual things are mentioned here but there is no actual smut, so I didn't put the warnings. ๐Ÿ˜‰
WORD COUNT โ€” 5,040
ENGLISH IS MY SECOND LANGUAGE.
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LADY OF THE ROSES (I)
Beautiful courtyards of Highgarden were filled with tents and knights. The sound of horses and clinging armour reached your ears as you were taking a stroll between the tents โ€“ against your fatherโ€™s wish. He didnโ€™t want you to walk freely around all those knights but you had your own guards and your curiosity had no match because you knew perfectly well what that expensive and flashy tournament was about.
You were in the right age to marry โ€“ some would say the age was more than right, too right even. You were Lord Tyrellโ€™s eldest daughter and out of all the three sisters, you were the only one who still remained unmarried. The reasons behind that were two. First of all, you were a picky and proud Lady. Second of all, you didnโ€™t want to leave Highgarden and The Reach.
Your father hoped that your marriage would create a powerful alliance and as a daughter of The Lord Paramount of the Reach and The Warden of the South, you were quite a catch for your suitors. Walking amongst them, you saw them turning around and staring at you with smirks. You were the only Lady around and your pale green dress was showing off just enough of your virtues in a typical Highgarden fashion. There were golden roses in your hair and golden eyeshadow on your eyelids as you were all dolled up for the first day of the tournament.
You took a turn around the Lannister tent and you hissed at the sight of your father. Thankfully, he was not looking in your direction and you managed to hide behind your guards but you ordered them to stand still. You wondered why your father was even by the Lannister tent. Talking so openly to one of the knights participating in the tournament was a clear favouritism.
โ€œThank you, Lord Tyrell, your support means a lot,โ€ Lord Lannister said and you tried to see him better from between your guardsโ€™ shoulders. You didnโ€™t like him at all since arrogance was written all over his face.
โ€œIt is no secret for all the men here that I would like you to win. It is a formality,โ€ your father lowered his voice. โ€œAn alliance between such big housesโ€ฆ It would make us both stronger,โ€ he put his arm around The Lannister. โ€œBut I liked the idea of the tournament. It has splendour, donโ€™t you think? I like to show off,โ€ you father grinned.
โ€œAs I said before, I am no knight. My younger twin brother is,โ€ Lord Lannister said and your father looked around before shushing him and they both entered the tent.
Curiously, with furrowed brow, you peeked inside the tent despite your guardsโ€™ protests. And you nearly gasped at the sight of another man inside who was being prepared for the tournament as a squire was putting his armour on. He looked identical to the man your father was talking to.
โ€œMy brother, Ser Tyland, will pretend to be me during the tournament. No one will know,โ€ Lord Lannister told your father and your father nodded at that. โ€œI will sit and watch, pretending to be him. I will be criticising his techniques out loud just like a real knight would criticise his foolish brother who takes part in a tournament without being a knight,โ€ he explained, very proud of himself.
He wouldnโ€™t be the only man who wanted to take part in this tournament without the title of the knight. After all, everyone was aware that the prize was your hand in marriage and you didnโ€™t necessarily need a knight. There were lots of common Lords joining the tournament but they were all honest with their intentions. Not only Lord Jason Lannister had your fatherโ€™s favouritism but he also was planning to obviously cheat by using his brother.
It made you angry as you carefully took a step back and nodded at your guards to follow you down the path. It seemed like the whole tournament was just a show and a theatre play โ€“ you were no longer excited since the end result seemed to be fixed. You would be sent to Lannisport to marry that annoying and arrogant Lord Jason Lannister. Tears filled your eyes and you didnโ€™t even care about your makeup anymore since you no longer longed for the tournament to begin.
You walked past the greenest tent around and saw a man in auburn hair washing his face outside. He noticed your staring and looked up with a dashing smile. He recognised you immediately from the portraits and your clothes. Also, what other Lady would dare to take a walk here? Only the one for whom the tournament was taking place.
โ€œLady Tyrell,โ€ he bowed his head but his blue eyes were still on you.
You sniffled your tears back and straightened yourself.
โ€œLordโ€ฆ?โ€ You asked and turned your head to see the banner on the tent. โ€œLord Hightower? No, that cannot be. Lord Hightower is in Kingโ€™s Landing, is he not? And he is much older. He is The Hand of The King Viserys,โ€ you tilted your head a little.
โ€œYou mean Otto Hightower, my Lady,โ€ the man nodded with a smile as he approached you. His armour wasnโ€™t fully on yet and you could see his shirt slightly open. โ€œI am his eldest son, Ser Gwayne Hightower,โ€ he introduced himself and reached his hand out.
After a while of hesitation, you allowed him to kiss the palm of your hand.
โ€œSer Gwayne Hightower. You are a brother to our Queen Alicent! Are you to inherit Oldtown after your fatherโ€™s death?โ€ You asked.
โ€œThat is correct, My Lady,โ€ he nodded and straightened his back.
You hummed to yourself. Oldtown was in The Reach and it was the second largest and most populated city in the Seven Kingdoms. To get there from Highgarden, a horse needed around ten days down the Roseroad. You had been there before a few times with your parents but you had never met Ser Gwayne before.ย 
You looked him up and down. He had a cocky grin on his face but there was something about him that you actually quite liked โ€“ especially compared to Lord Jason Lannister. Ser Gwayne seemed to be confident but in a different, less exasperating way.
โ€œDid your father encourage you to take part in this tournament, Ser Gwayne?โ€ You asked him as you raised an eyebrow at him. โ€œI do believe he is known for being an ambitious man.โ€
โ€œYes, my father insisted on me taking part,โ€ Ser Gwayne admitted. โ€œBut I do not mind it myself.โ€
You nodded at that. Well, a union between your houses seemed to be right. You were both from The Reach and perhaps The Tyrells were more significant but The Hightowers were a real power, especially now. Sadly, your father seemed to be fixated on that whole idea of you marrying a Lannister.
Unlessโ€ฆ Unless you would interfere somehow.
Your silence was interpreted by Ser Gwayne as a sign of exhaustion or boredom, though. He nodded his head and took a step back.
โ€œIt was nice to meet you before the tournament, my Lady,โ€ he bowed his head. โ€œI know there are dozens of knights around but, please, do remember about me while choosing your champion, I humbly ask,โ€ he gave you one more dashing smile before walking inside his tent.
As a Lady for whom the tournament was taking place, you had the right to choose your champion. A man you favoured. Although, since the unofficial prize was your hand in marriage, it would be very awkward for a man who was not your champion to win. You assumed that your father would try to force you to choose Lord Jason Lannister.
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And you had been right. Now, when you were holding a golden rose prepared for this occasion as all the knights were standing in front of you and your family in the audience, your father squeezed you by your elbow. He leaned in to whisper into your ear:
โ€œYou shall give the rose to Lord Jason Lannister and name him your champion,โ€ he said with a fake smile before moving away.
You swallowed thickly and took a step ahead to be able to reach the man you would choose. You glanced at The Lannister man on the horse โ€“ Tyland, pretending to be Jason. And in the audience nearby you there he sat โ€“ Jason, pretending to be Tyland. Your eyes met for a second and he grinned at you confidently although he had no idea you were aware of his plan.
You searched for a different pair of eyes now, amongst all the knights. And then you found them, the blue ones. His armour had beautiful ornaments and even his horse was armoured. It all looked so elegant and you smiled at the sight.
You bit on your lower lip. But was he a good knight? Did he actually stand a chance to win?
Well, you were about to find out.
โ€œSer Gwayne Hightower,โ€ you took a few steps to the right to be closer to him as he commanded his horse to take a few steps ahead. โ€œI choose you to be my champion,โ€ you smiled at him and leaned in to hand him the golden rose.
โ€œLady (Y/N) Tyrell, it is an honour,โ€ he bowed his head and you saw in his eyes that he was quite surprised that you had named him amongst all the men your champion. He took the rose from you carefully and pinned it to his armour before closing his helmet and returning to the other knights.
You took a deep breath in before walking away to take your seat. Your fatherโ€™s burning gaze was nearly painful but your mother kept smiling, unaware of the schemings.
โ€œThatโ€™s Otto Hightowerโ€™s eldest son. The Queen is his sister,โ€ your mother babbled to your father. โ€œOur daughter has chosen wisely,โ€ she smiled at you. โ€œAnd heโ€™s handsome and quite young.โ€
Your father ignored her words and gave you a deadly glare instead but you only huffed and walked away, locking your eyes with Lord Jason again. The real one, sitting in the audience. He was not grinning anymore.
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Thankfully, Ser Gwayne turned out to be an excellent knight. Sadly, so was Ser Tyland Lannister, pretending to be his brother Lord Jason.
On the second day of the tournament, they already got rid of most of their opponents as they defeated them in combat. Some of the knights were seriously wounded.
On the third day it was already known that the last duel would be between Ser Gwayne and Ser Tyland. Everyone was taking bets and your father was gritting his teeth.
All this time, you were carefully watched by him and you had no opportunity to speak to any of the men taking part in the tournament. But on the night before the last, fourth, day when the final duel would take place, your father had thrown a feast, during which you were approached by Ser Jason Lannister.
Or Ser Tyland. Were they pretending to be each other during feasts as well? You were tempted to ask but you had no courage to do so.
โ€œLady Tyrell, there should be songs about your beauty,โ€ he bowed his head and you bowed down.
โ€œLord Lannister,โ€ you mumbled out, uninterested. โ€œWhy arenโ€™t you busy writing them then?โ€
Your mother looked at you with terror in her eyes but you ignored her.
โ€œOh, believe me, I do not have time for such frivolities although I wish I had. However, my duties in Lannisport are many. My treasure is full and I shall spoil you with my goods when you are my Lady Wife,โ€ he grinned at you, luring you with his wealth.
โ€œYou sound so sure that youโ€™re going to win, my Lord,โ€ you pointed out.
โ€œOh, I am sure. Ever since you named that Hightower knight your champion, I am determined to show him his place. But I hold no resentment towards you for your choice. I do realise that you, women from The Reach, like to tease,โ€ he winked at you and you had to pretend his words were not an insult. Even your mother gasped a little at his boldness.
โ€œI cannot believe you would spoil me with your wealth for nothing in return, my Lord,โ€ you raised an eyebrow, curious of the response.
โ€œWell, of course not. Like every husband I want my wife to be obedient, easy on the eye and give me many, healthy children,โ€ he informed you. โ€œSons, I mean,โ€ he fixed himself. That arrogant smirk was still on his face.
โ€œI think your father is calling us,โ€ your mother saved the day as she quickly took you by the arm and excused you both to walk you away from Lord Jason. โ€œOh, what an insufferable man! Sadly, your father seems to be fixated on the idea of you marrying him. And you know, dear (Y/N), after all the matches you had dismissed in the pastโ€ฆ You just canโ€™t say no now. Especially at your age,โ€ she looked at you sternly, but still worried.
You didnโ€™t answer that. You simply nodded your head and walked away to go outside and catch a breath.
You kept walking ahead of you, leaving the noise of the party behind you. You wanted to be alone and despite the darkness, you knew where you were going because you knew this garden better than yourself.
You entered the maze to hide in your favourite spot but after a while you heard unfamiliar steps behind you. You gasped and turned around to see a male silhouette, which caused a shiver go down your spine. If something happened to you now, unguarded and with no one to rescue if you called for helpโ€ฆ You didnโ€™t even want to imagine the consequences.
โ€œThat is only me, my Lady,โ€ you heard a familiar voice and the man took a few steps ahead. It was Ser Gwayne Hightower, smiling at you.
โ€œSer Gwayne!โ€ You pretended to sigh with relief but the truth was that you didnโ€™t trust him either. You trusted no man who was creeping up on a Lady like that. โ€œWe shouldnโ€™t be left alone without a chaperone,โ€ you pointed out.
โ€œForgive me, I saw you running away and quite upset. I wanted to make sure nothing bad would happen to you as you wandered off from the crowd without any guards following you,โ€ he lowered his voice as he approached you.
You swallowed thickly. He was right in front of you and behind you there was a tall live-fence that was making it impossible to escape. As he leaned in, his auburn hair fell onto his face and you felt it tickling your cheeks. That close he was.
โ€œHow chivalrous of you,โ€ you breathed out, starting to feel dizzy. You had never been so close with a man.
He looked down, his gaze fixated on your tight, revealing dress. Your breasts were squeezed under the silky golden fabric.
โ€œWhat if I donโ€™t win tomorrow?โ€ He asked as he lifted his eyes up again to meet yours. โ€œLord Jason is surprisingly good, especially for a man who is not a knight.โ€
โ€œItโ€™s because itโ€™s not him,โ€ you confessed with a heavy sigh and Ser Gwayne furrowed his brow at you.
โ€œAre you suggesting thatโ€ฆ?โ€
โ€œI am not suggesting, Ser. It is true. I know from the very beginning, I have overheard them talking to my father. My father wants me to marry Lord Jason Lannister and this tournament is nothing but a show-off. He was angry at me for choosing you as my champion,โ€ you told him.
Ser Gwayne seemed to be confused as he took a step back and you surprised yourself because you wanted him close again.
โ€œThat isโ€ฆ Unhonourable and disrespectful,โ€ he pointed out. โ€œDo you wish for Lord Jason to win as well, my Lady?โ€ He looked at you, intensely.
โ€œNo! Why would I choose you as my champion then, Ser?โ€ You shook your head, desperate to make him believe you.
โ€œTo toy with me, perhaps. Or to tease Lord Lannister,โ€ Ser Gwayne pointed out.
โ€œI do not wish to have anything in common with that man,โ€ you huffed.
โ€œAnd me? You do not know me, do you, my Lady?โ€ Ser Gwayne smirked as he leaned in again, his nose nearly brushing yours as he put his right hand on the live-fence above you. You felt so small underneath him suddenly.
โ€œWhat do you expect from a wife, Ser Gwayne?โ€ You asked, swallowing a lump in your throat and he looked confused at that question as if it was a stupid thing to ask.
โ€œLoyalty, of course,โ€ he answered.
โ€œAnd thatโ€™s it?โ€ Now you were the surprised one. โ€œWhat about children?โ€
โ€œWell, it would be nice to have them, donโ€™t you think, my Lady?โ€ Ser Gwayne chuckled and rubbed your nose with his.
โ€œWhat if I am flawed like my mother and I can give you only daughters?โ€ You bit on your lower lip, slowly getting drunk at the feeling of having him so close.
โ€œThen we shall make them all great ladies of great houses. My sister is The Queen. Us, Hightowers, we are ambitious,โ€ he told you. โ€œAnd I have many younger brothers who can produce their male heirs. The future of my family is safe whatever I do,โ€ he assured you and raised his other hand to caress your cheek with his fingertips.
At first, you got startled at his touch as if it was causing you pain because you were not used to being touched like this by a male hand. But then, after a short while, you gave in and hummed to yourself, making him smirk.
You leaned back onto the live-fence and arched your back, connecting your crotch with his. You had no idea what made you do thatโ€ฆ It was as if your instincts were telling you what to do. And it felt good.
โ€œDonโ€™t,โ€ Gwayne scolded you and took a step back as you whined.
โ€œArenโ€™t you here to claim me just in case you lose the duel tomorrow?โ€ You asked, feeling your cheeks heating up. You couldnโ€™t believe the boldness of your own words.
Lord Lannister had been right about the women from The Reach, apparently.
โ€œPerhaps you should have not made me your champion, Lady Tyrell, if you think so lowly of me,โ€ Ser Gwayne bowed his head and turned around to walk away, leaving you alone; confused and full of embarrassment.
One thing was certain โ€“ he was messing with your head. You couldnโ€™t stop thinking of him all night long, touching yourself to the thoughts of him standing so close, to the memory of his touch and his voice.
You would rather die than marry Lord Jason Lannister. Any attempt to imagine anyone else other than Ser Gwayne touching you, was making you physically sick.
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You watched with fear, clenching your fists on the railing and leaning down to see better although, at the same time, you didnโ€™t want to see; you were that scared.
You knew that people had been betting on who would win this combat. And more people had bet on The Lannister. Your eyes followed the golden rose attached to Ser Gwayneโ€™s armour, though. You only wanted to keep looking at him as you prayed to the gods old and new for his victory.
The combat was fierce and long. Both of the horses got hurt and taken away and the two opponents were standing face-to-face now, having to duel with their swords on the ground.
Lord Jason Lannister โ€“ the real one, the one in the audience โ€“ stood up and clenched his fists on the railing, too, as he watched his twin brother.
โ€œCome on!โ€ He yelled and that was when the other Lannister struck Ser Gwayne down. โ€œYes! Thatโ€™s right!โ€ He cheered alongside the audience. Then, he looked at you with a smirk.
โ€œSer Gwayne!โ€ You exclaimed in a high-pitched, scared voice.
To your relief, your champion stood up after taking the blow and you clenched your fists even tiger around the railing. You wouldnโ€™t be surprised if you broke the wood with your hands.
After a few more attempts to strike each other down, both opponents were roaring with frustration. And then you spotted Ser Gwayne taking his helmet off and throwing it aside as people gasped.
Was he insane? You had been thinking that he was a rational man but apparently much less than you expected.
He looked up at you and nodded his head as the wind ruffled his auburn hair a little. You had to admit that he was presenting himself very handsome and you were aware that the helmet was limiting his view during combat but it was still very risky.
When you nodded back, he went back to the fight. His strikes and blows were fast and determined as if the fight was to death. You held your breath whenever he would get a punch or a strike since he was wearing no helmet. However, he seemed to be doing much better now.
Eventually, The Lannister was laying down and not standing up for quite a long time now as Ser Gwayne spat some blood out and looked up again โ€“ his face covered in blood and a few bruises but other than that, he was fine.
Your father stood up, carefully, before walking up to you to see with his own eyes. He hesitated and froze instead of announcing the winner and the whole audience was now looking at him.
โ€œYou shall announce my champion the winner,โ€ you reminded him and he swallowed thickly.
โ€œIโ€ฆ I announce Ser Gwayne Hightower the winner of this tournament. Congratulations!โ€ He exclaimed and turned around this very instant to sit back down on his chair.
โ€œYou fought bravely, Ser Tyland,โ€ Ser Gwayne helped his opponent to stand up as everyone froze at his words. โ€œOh, Lord Jason, do forgive me,โ€ he nodded at him with a smirk before leaving the field.
Your heart picked up its pace and you couldnโ€™t help a big grin. You glanced at The Lannister in the audience and he gave you a very unpleasant look this time. You couldnโ€™t blame him, really. Ser Gwayneโ€™s little mistake would make people gossip about The Lannisters cheating in the tournament. It was bringing you lots of satisfaction.
You were about to excitedly leave your parentsโ€™ side, when your father grabbed your wrist and stopped you.
โ€œWhere are you going?โ€ He asked, harshly.
โ€œTo see my champion!โ€ You answered him.
โ€œAbsolutely not,โ€ your father shook his head. โ€œYou are coming with me to meet with The Lannister brothers,โ€ he told you and both you and your mother widened your eyes at him.
โ€œFatherโ€ฆ Ser Gwayne has won the tournamentโ€ฆ Fairly,โ€ you pointed out.
โ€œYou said that the winner would have (Y/N)โ€™ hand in marriage,โ€ your mother reminded him.
โ€œIt was never officially announced, was it?โ€ He barked at the both of you. โ€œIt was just a rumour.โ€
โ€œDo you want to enrage The Hand of The King by disrespecting his son? Do you want to enrage The Queen herself by disrespecting her brother?โ€ You asked him.
Your father let go of your wrist but he kept staring at you with anger and resentment in his eyes.
โ€œWhy did you want The Lannisters to win so badly?โ€ You asked him. โ€œTo the point of letting them play it dirty and cheat?โ€ You continued as your motherโ€™s eyes were widening. โ€œI have overheard your conversation on the first day while taking a stroll between the tents like you had forbidden me to,โ€ you admitted. โ€œWhy, father?โ€
โ€œMy Lord Husband?โ€ Your mother asked him, enraged by what she had just heard.
โ€œPerhaps you have also overheard the part where I was saying that the tournament is a nice show-off,โ€ he explained.
โ€œI do understand why you threw the tournament. The question was not about that,โ€ you raised an eyebrow at him and crossed your arms.
โ€œWealth,โ€ was all he said after a short silence.
โ€œAndโ€ฆ thatโ€™s it?โ€ You asked, disappointed.
Your father nodded and looked away.
โ€œWealth and splendour. An alliance between The Tyrells and The Lannisters would be a powerful one. And their treasure is big,โ€ he added.
You opened your mouth to say something but you had no words.
โ€œYour foolish sisters!โ€ He continued as he raised his voice suddenly. โ€œOne married some Dornish lesser Lord and the other went up North to marry a knight in The Vale! The Ladies of House Tyrell! I should have been creating powerful alliances with you, foolish girls, but, no, all of you know better! All of you!โ€ He yelled at you as your mother began to calm him down.
โ€œI would never marry a man without an honour like Lord Jason Lannister,โ€ you only said. โ€œA cheater who plays dirty by using his brother because he knows very well that he would lose his very first combat if it was him down there,โ€ you finished.
Without any other word, you hurried downstairs to run up to Ser Gwayneโ€™s tent. His squire was working on removing his armour off of his body and you approached him to cup his bruised face splashed with blood.
โ€œSer Gwayneโ€ฆโ€ You started and then you swallowed thickly and looked down, remembering your encounter with him from the previous evening and the things you had been thinking of at night.
โ€œLady Tyrell,โ€ he nodded at you with a smile.
โ€œAre you alright, Ser? What has gotten into you to take the helmet off?โ€ You asked as you dared to look up again, right into his blue eyes.
โ€œIt was limiting my view,โ€ he answered. โ€œI am alright, my Lady, no need to worry about me.โ€
โ€œAre you always that irresponsible, Ser?โ€ You asked yet another question. After all, it was important to know if he was supposed to be your Lord Husband.
โ€œNever, my Lady. But it was rather an important combat, was it not?โ€ He raised an eyebrow at you and you smiled widely at him.
You let go of his face as you took a few steps back to let his squire continue his work with the armour.
โ€œI shall leave you now,โ€ you nodded. โ€œThank you.โ€
โ€œThe pleasure is all mine, Lady Tyrell,โ€ Ser Gwayne bowed his head slightly as he watched you walking out of his tent.
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There was a feast again on that evening but instead of being with the guests, your father was locked in the library with Ser Gwayne, discussing the unofficial prize of the tournament โ€“ your hand in marriage.
You were pacing around the corridor, all dolled up for the party in a pastel pink dress but with no interest to walk down and participate in the celebrations. You were afraid that your father would be rude to Ser Gwayne or scare him off, so you wanted to be around just in case you needed to put out some fire.
At first, you had chosen Ser Gwayne Hightower to be your champion simply to annoy your father and to avoid showing any favours to Lord Jason Lannister. But as the time progressed โ€“ especially after last nightโ€ฆ โ€“ you just wanted to become Ser Gwayneโ€™s wife. You would still live in The Reach and have your mother quite close but at the same time youโ€™d be away from your father and his constant remarks of remaining unmarried despite your age.
Oldtown was an important place on the map of Westeros and you would be The Queenโ€™s sister-in-law. Your father would be foolish to choose Lannister's gold over that honour.
The doors opened finally and you saw your father who was visibly surprised at the sight of you nervously pacing outside the library.
โ€œAre you curious or nosy, dear daughter?โ€ He asked you with his eyebrow raised.
โ€œPerhaps both,โ€ you answered.
โ€œEither way,โ€ your father shrugged, taking a step aside and revealing Ser Gwayne standing behind him, โ€œthat is not a problem of mine to deal with anymore,โ€ he finished. โ€œDisciplining her might be a challenge,โ€ he chuckled at Ser Gwayne.
โ€œWith all respect, Lord Tyrell, I am not Lady (Y/N)โ€™s father to discipline her,โ€ Ser Gwayne nodded at him and approached you to hold your hands in his as he looked at your face. โ€œWe are going to get married, my Lady,โ€ he announced to you and you smiled widely at him, feeling a huge wave of relief washing all over you. Relief, happiness andโ€ฆ excitement.
โ€œWhen?!โ€ Was all you asked before looking at your fatherโ€™s face. He seemed to watch you carefully but wasnโ€™t as displeased as before, right after the tournament.
โ€œSer Gwayne is running Oldtown in the name of his father so he must return there immediately tomorrow morning,โ€ your father answered. โ€œWe will escort you to him for the wedding once all the preparations are finished. It shouldnโ€™t take more than a few weeks.โ€
โ€œA few weeks?!โ€ You whined. โ€œHow am I supposed to wait for so long?โ€
Ser Gwayne chuckled at that and so did your father as you felt your cheeks heating up.
โ€œYou have been waiting for so long to get married, my dear, you can surely hold off a few weeks more,โ€ your father pointed out.
But he didnโ€™t understand. Now, when you actually wanted to become a wife and found a man worthy enough to be called your Lord Husband, you didnโ€™t want to wait a day longer. However, being whiny about it would only make you look childish and desperate.
โ€œI shall wait then,โ€ you sighed and looked down in defeat.
โ€œAnd I shall prepare The Hightower for your arrival, my Lady,โ€ Ser Gwayne nodded at you. โ€œWhat is your favourite colour, may I ask, my Lady, just so I know how to tell my people to decorate your new chambers?โ€
โ€œItโ€™s green, Ser Gwayne,โ€ you answered with a soft smile. โ€œGreen and yellow like the colours of my house.โ€
โ€œSomething tells me we are going to be an excellent match,โ€ Ser Gwayne smirked at your answer with a wink.
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mustangbby ยท 8 months ago
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kinda thinking about how hard it might be on boothill if he ever got u pregnant ๐Ÿ˜ž // TW PREGNANCY
obviously as we know he's a cyborg. he probably can't get you pregnant in this state but maybe right before he was turned into a cyborg you announced it to him. he was so happy, you both always talked about children but never had the opportunity to have one until then.
a few days later, you heard of his "death," and then found out he was brought back to you as a cyborg. he soon realized that he's all metal now.
he can't feel you.
this posed a huge problem to him. as you grew bigger and bigger, the baby also grew bigger and bigger, and that was his issue. he can't feel when the baby kicks, he can't feel your changing body.
his face and hair are the only parts of his body that he can use to feel things. but he also understands that he cannot always rest his head on your belly. which also makes him rather upset.
and then he feels like he ruined your whole entire pregnancy experience because of his robotic body, and how he spent the majority of it silently mourning over what he couldn't have and not enjoying what he did have.
i wanna write a fic and elaborate abt this does anyone want me to ๐Ÿค”
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theyluvlyss ยท 5 months ago
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age gap๐Ÿ˜ƒ? NOTHING CRAZY, CHILL, but yk, like,,, just a little young thing in her 20s or sumn being scooped up by one (or two๐Ÿคญ) of these older, more mature, aged like fine wine, and experienced men,,, that's all๐Ÿฅฐ.
I am thirsting so hard for remy after watching the movieโ€ฆ with this I can just imagine a young yet powerful mutant coming to the void and she never got the experience in sex in her timeline. So remy takes it upon himself to teach her the ways of the bedroomโ€ฆ first time may have involved a mistake with her powers when she cums for the first time but heโ€™s so understandable and says like โ€œyou need to practice your control mon cherieโ€ so he just dives back in for more (he makes her cum like 5-7 times from head alone cause he makes his woman feel amazing I bet) this is so long sorry hope you like this ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿฉท
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๐‡๐…๐‰๐’๐Š๐‚๐ˆ๐‰๐†๐Š๐†๐๐‹๐†๐ˆ๐„๐Š๐†๐Ž๐„๐ˆ๐ˆ๐…๐Š๐–๐‹๐„๐‰๐† !!!!!
first of all,,, never apologize for length, especially to me who makes everything way longer than need be, we (I, it's just me, idk who "we" is lol) love and appreciate that shit over here. ppl who love absurdly long fics, requests, and other media uniteโœŠ๐Ÿฝ !!!
second of all,,, *ugly sobbing* I'm always the writer and never (how does one actually say this properly๐Ÿค”?) the writee, so for someone to have actually dropped this for me in my inbox is SO flattering and sweet and ughghfhf, you guys, I HIGHLY encourage more of this, I love it, I truly do.
third of all,,, THIS IS SO GOOD omg literally giggling and kicking my feet (I do that a lot on this app) !!! I am the same way, I saw gambit and just... idk what happened to me, something in my organic chemistry just altered forever and while I'm not and will probably never be a channing tatum girly, he did his goddamn JOB in that role, ATE IT TF UP๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ (and I knew he would, it's about damn time like c'mon, he'd been promised the role for idk a decade or so like, again I say, about damn time) so while I might not be all over tatum, I am all over his portrayal of remy lebeau and I need more fics/content NEOOOWW๐Ÿ˜พ (plz๐Ÿ˜ฝ) from y'all's little writer brains of yours.
anyways, onto what you've sent in specifically lmao, you said "young yet powerful mutant" and "mistake with her powers" and "...practice your control..." and for whatever reason, my brain conjured up a mutant reader with wings or just a power that involves maybe floating/telekinesis...๐Ÿ˜ƒโœ‹๐Ÿฝhear me out...
so, remy's getting busy, right, and he's making reader feel so good and, like you mentioned, she ain't got much control over her powers yet cuz she's younger than him, so she cvms and boom, her wings (whether they be feathered or fairy) just pop out without her realizing๐Ÿ˜ป. or with telekinesis, the better she's feeling/closer she's getting, the more stuff/higher she's causing things around them to float because again, little and/or loss of control because he's making her feel that good (we all know he's got the tongue work of a god, I mean, just listen to the man speak for fuck's sake lmao๐Ÿฅด).
I think it'd definitely be a cute touch and fs something she'd get teased about from remy lmao.
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revelboo ยท 26 days ago
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Do you have any plans to write for any mtmte villians? Pharma, tyrest, the djd, overlord etc? In the mtmte rodimus fic brainstorm mentiones that there might be humans outside of the lost light as well, so i wonder if that's how you plan to write those ones (assuming you will at some point) ๐Ÿค”
I do. Two little guys and one rabid dog today
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L.G. Fuad
IDW Tarn x Reader
โ€ข โ€œNo,โ€ he growls, trying to walk away from Nickel and that organic animal she has in her servos. Ignoring as best he can when she jogs after him. Megatron, give him strength to deal with this lunacy. Especially as she cuts him off and holds it up at armโ€™s length, itโ€™s little head lolling forward. Out cold either from terror or the trauma of being caught by the Pet. And he knows exactly why Nickel had saved the thing, itโ€™s even smaller than she is. โ€œWe have a pet, remember?โ€
โ€ข โ€œBut itโ€™s cute and helpless. It needs us,โ€ she protests. Helpless just means weak and weak things donโ€™t survive. Donโ€™t deserve to survive. Optics narrowing behind his mask, he vents tiredly. Wouldnโ€™t it be better to leave it here to die or have let the Pet mauled it? Itโ€™s not like any of them know anything about organics, but staring down at Nickel, thereโ€™s no denying her. Sheโ€™s asks for so little and does so much. Relenting, he kneels to prod at the thing with a servo and sensing victory, Nickel thrusts it into his hands. โ€œWatch it for a second.โ€ And sheโ€™s hurrying off leaving him with this small, pathetic thing warm in his servos.
โ€ข Wanting to demand she come back, because letting her keep this thing doesnโ€™t mean he wants anything to do with it. But it shifts in his servos, a little hand bumping against his palm. And the skin is red and broken from the Pet. Itโ€™s honestly amazing thereโ€™s not more damage, almost like the Pet was playing not trying to kill it. Studying the little thing, itโ€™s the similarities that nag at him, make him uncomfortable. Its little face is curiously almost Cybertronian. Similar body shape to a crude protoform, same number of fingers as his own servos. Just horribly, eerily soft and organic.
โ€ข Carrying it to a chair and sitting in the medbay, he uses the clawed tip of a servo to nudge its head. Like a Cybertronian, but not. A mockery really. Too weak and fragile to be anything like they are. Little bones under flesh that will snap with the slightest pressure. So why does he keep toying with it? Touching it to feel that strange soft give its skin has or the steady beat of its heart. Itโ€™s alien and ugly. Soft and warm. Not his problem at all and he needs to stress that to Nickel. This thing is her pet, not his. He doesnโ€™t care if it lives or dies at all even as it curls into a ball against his servos and makes a soft, pained sound, forehead pressing against him.
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tsxkkis ยท 6 months ago
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omg omg can i request? pls ignore if you dont!
s3 of haikyuu will always be my favourite season, maybe due to the fact that tsukishima realizes his potential in playing volleyball? (him having his MOMENT is my favouriteee scene)
so could you write gf manager reader x tsukki, where reader witnesses him having his first moment (blocking ushijima's spike), injuring his hand etc etc up until they receive their throphy and medals in the end ?๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ’• shes a proudddd reader and literally just smooch smooch hug hug tsukki because hes the mvp of karasuno x shiratorizawa ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜ค
i realized that theres nobody includes this scene in their fics and i wonder why? ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿง
# tsukishima kei - mvp
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a/n: i am terribly sorry anon bcs this took so long T-T i'm not quite sure about some parts of this fic but overall i really enjoyed writing this request!! tsukishima is my fav for many reasons, one of which being the fact that i see myself in him a lot, and the particular moment during the shiratorizawa vs karasuno match is also my fav from the entire series!! i hope u enjoy reading this fic^^ i feel like it's not exactly what you asked for, so i'm sorry if i went too far away from your idea....
summary: tsukishima finally regains his love for volleyball.
warnings: a few swear words here and there, the fic doesn't exactly portray what happened in the series (i switched it up a bit)
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'are you stressed?'
'not even a bit.'
'you're lying. i can read you like a book.'
tsukishima kei let out a deep breath, rolling his eyes as he looked away from your face. you were obviously right; there was no way he wouldn't be stressed before the game that determined whether or not karasuno would go to nationals. as much as he hated to admit it, he was almost as stressed as others. he was just better at controlling which of his emotions are shown.
you squeezed his hand, his fingers instinctively intertwining with yours. all it took was a reassuring smile from you to help with his nerves, his muscles finally relaxing after being tensed up for the last twenty minutes or so. he still tried to get used to you being more than a friend. your relationship was quite awkward and fresh, so much so in fact that you never even had your first kiss yet.
'i'm sure you'll do great.' you stated calmly, trying to hide the fact that you were even more stressed about the match than him. 'in fact, i'm positive that you'll win.'
'even if we do, it won't be because of me.' he mumbled, letting out a silent laugh when he saw the angry look on your face. 'oh, come on. it's not like i'm the greatest player this team has.'
'you know i hate it when you talk down on yourself.' you said, the tone serious and sharp, rather unusual for you. it stayed like that for only a short while, taken over by a softer, understanding one. 'you're a vital part of this team, tsukishima. winning this match is not up to a single person. it's a team effort. your input is as important as that of kageyama or hinata.'
he opened his mouth to say something but was instantly stopped by the voice of his captain, daichi, calling the team up to quickly warm up as the match was about to start.
you smiled at the boy, letting go of his hand before lightly patting him on the back.
'do your best for me, alright?'
'i will.' a barely noticeable smile appeared on his face, his hand affectionately ruffling your hair. 'don't worry too much about it.'
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you finally realized why tsukishima kei never tried more. why he would never stay longer like other karasuno players to polish his skills, why he didn't truly seem to love the sport he chose to play in high school.
'you're insufferable, you know?' his words sent shivers down your spine. 'why don't you leave it the fuck alone?'
opposite forces, some might say. no one really knew what drew you and tsukishima to eachother - both of you completely different from one another, and yet oh so similar at the same time. frustration took over you every time you looked at him, and now you knew why.
he was like a mirror in which you could see all your flaws, and it irritated you a great deal.
his outlook on life and the way he viewed himself made you furious. how can someone be so full of contradictions? so cocky and confident, and yet so vulnerable and self depreciating at the same time. so full of himself and yet so hateful towards the person he saw in the reflection of every window, every mirror.
how can someone so great at what they do, so intelligent and talented, be so critical?
'because i can't! i can't leave it alone, you absolute moron.' the thought of how loud you were didn't stop you from continuing to shout, a mixed look on your face that tsukishima couldn't quite decipher. were you angry or sad? and why the hell would it bug you so much to evoke such strong emotions within you?
'you're saying i'm insufferable? from the moment i laid my eyes on you, you've been nothing but insufferable. so much so, that i want to gouge them out every time they spot you.' you ignored your watery eyes and tsukishima's surprised face, almost as if he didn't expect you to blow up like this. 'it pains me to see you be so full of doubt and hatred and i- i can't understand why you would think so lowly of yourself, why you feel inferior to the other guys in every way possible, when you could be so much more than them. do you even realize your potential, tsukishima?'
he stayed silent. for the first time since knowing you, tsukishima kei did not have an answer to your words.
'your doubts are so irrational i don't know if it makes me angry or sad. you're truly incredible on the court. you're intelligent, you can read the opponents well, you have the physical predispositions for volleyball and a natural talent that you choose to ignore because-'
'but what is talent without passion?'
that singular sentence managed to catch you off guard so much you had no idea how to answer him. such a simple question, and yet such a philosophical, confusing one.
'why should i put my all into something i'm not even passionate about, huh?' tsukishima tried to keep his composed nature, but it was hard to stay intact after what you've said. as much as he did not want to admit it, your words hit him deeply. 'why waste my time and energy for something that does not give me any satisfaction at all? tell me that, because i have no fucking idea.'
'passion is not something that dissapears once and never shows up again, you idiot.' you took a step closer, as if that was going to help you get your point across. 'if your passion is genuine, it will always be there. whether small or big, it will always crawl around in the back of your mind. if you ever truly loved volleyball, the moment where you fall in love with it again will come sooner or later.'
your words were met with complete silence, but you didn't mind. tsukishima slowly processed your words, a focused look gracing his face, lips in a tight line. even though it was only a couple of minutes, for you it felt like hours - awaiting an answer, any answer at all.
tsukishima moved closer, his tall frame hovering over you as he wrapped his arms around you, catching you in a tight hug, much to your surprise.
'thank you.' he mumbled quietly, glad that in this very moment you couldn't see his face, and the stupid smile plastered to it.
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the moment where you fall in love with it again will come sooner or later.
tsukishima's mind lingered over these words whenever he played, awaiting this moment to come almost eagerly. the match was particularly hard - with ushijima wakatoshi as their opponent, the chances of winning were incredibly slim. every spike of his went through the block, his serves were absolutely killer, and his teammates did everything to deliver the ball to him at all costs.
what a hassle.
you noticed that his demeanor on the court changed from what it used to be. tsukishima seemed more invested now - almost as if he was trying to impress you, to keep his word. as happy as it made you, you were still anxious about the match and it's final score, hand shaky and a bit sweaty as your eyes followed the ball flying around from one side of the net to another.
another spike from ushijima, it'll probably be another point for shiratoriza-
and that's when you realized.
you saw the ball hit the ground on shiratorizawa's side of the net surprised gasps from everyone watching the match. you saw the shocked look on ushijima's face, the horror in the eyes of his teammates as the ball bounced off of the floor for the second, third, fourth time.
silence took over the court for just a mere second, quickly interrupted by tsukishima's triumphant scream.
he looked more than content with his performance. he looked... happy.
the rest of the boys joined him, screaming in unison. it was just one point, right? but for some reason, for both you and tsukishima, this one was worth a thousand.
for the first time in years, tsukishima kei felt that his spark for volleyball came back.
you noticed that his eyes were now focused on you, a full, cheeky smile gracing his face, and it only made you tear up. a short moment, probably insignificant for people around, but for the two of you it was like a breath of fresh air, like getting rid of the shackles that once held you in place, enabling you from moving forward.
'y/n, are you... alright?' coach ukai looked with his brows slightly furrowed, confused by your teary eyes and big grin plastered to your face.
'yeah, yeah, i'm fine. sorry, coach.' you mumbled, bowing a little as your eyes focused on the court. 'actually, could kiyoko replace me here for the rest of the match? i'm not quite feeling well.'
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'tsukishima is injured.'
'what?' akiteru spoke in unison with you, terrified voices mixing together as you looked down from the stands to see the boy walking off of the court and rushing to the medical office along with kiyoko. your instincts took over you - feet moving on their own as you quickly ran towards the same place.
the two blondes followed right behind you, stopping only when in front of the door to the medical office, gasping for air after such a short run. as athletic as your boyfriend was, you were quite the opposite; getting tired after a little to no physical activity at times.
tsukishima saw your head peeking through the doorframe, a small smile on his face the moment he laid eyes on you.before you opened your mouth to say something, he already gave you an answer.
'yes, i feel fine.' he stated quietly, sitting down on the edge of a chair. 'you don't need to worry.'
'are you going back on court?' he only gave you a small nod in response, seemingly feeling better already as he stood up, his hand taped up.
you looked up at him, taking in the expression on his face, just how focused he already was. he looked almost as if he already had a plan to defeat shiratorizawa in this match. seeing him so eager to go back and play almost made you laugh a little - you swore you never saw him get this invested into something ever.
'go and win then.' you mumbled, patting him on the shoulder as he headed towards the gym hall.
'oh don't worry. we will.'
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you couldn't stop the tears rolling down your cheeks as you saw karasuno emerge victorious from the hardest volleyball match they had to play this year, hugging yachi tightly as both of you celebrated the win of your team.
the triumphant screams filled the gym hall, the team emotional after doing what many deemed impossible. as most of them enjoyed themselves, not planning on leaving the euphoric state for a long while, tsukishima could only think of doing one thing - going to you.
you were the only person he truly wanted to celebrate with.
after the ceremony of getting the medals, to everyone's utmost shock, considering your relationship wasn't exactly public, tsukishima went up to you almost immediately, a cocky smile on his face as he ruffled your hair, looking down at you from behind his glasses.
'you didn't exactly look quite as content with your performance before getting the prize.' you mumbled, looking at the blonde haired boy with your head tilted to the side.
'well, i could've blocked more of ushijima's spikes.' he started, rolling his eyes at the sole idea of not being able to do that during today's match. 'i only managed to block one and-'
you decided to use the only method that was for sure going to shut him up in that moment, lightly grabbing him by the tshirt and pulling him closer, lips clashing for a split second in a short, sweet kiss.
'no talking down on yourself today, kei.' you said, unconsciously smiling as you saw his face getting red at what you just did, cheeks covered by a tomato-like red colour. 'i'm proud of you no matter what you think about today's match.'
he stood still for a few seconds, as if processing what had just happened seconds ago, the redness on his face deepening with each passing moment. his hand was quick to grab yours, almost dragging you away from the team and to a more private, less occupied area of the building.
'do that again.' he mumbled, after he finally led you to a quiet hallway.
'huh?'
'it was... nice.'
your eyes lit up, a cheeky smile gracing your face as you finally realized what he was on about.
'ohh, you want another kiss?' you said teasingly, eyes quickly glancing from his face down to his lips. he rolled his eyes, unamused by your act of playing dumb.
'come on, don't make me repeat myself.' still somewhat embarrassed of what he was asking for, tsukishima stood in one place, awaiting your next action.
a sigh left your lips as you took a step towards your boyfriend, standing on your tippy toes to be able to reach his face.
'alright. i guess you deserve it, match mvp.'
your arms were wrapped around his neck in no time as your lips gently touched his, tsukishima immediately kissing you back, hands positioned on your waist as you felt a smile creeping up on his face. he let out a short laugh, seeing your face being just as red as his was moments ago, hand reaching to squeeze yours.
'what?' you mumbled, as he hasn't spoken a word since breaking the kiss.
'that's surely the best prize i got today.'
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bangtanficsforyou ยท 3 months ago
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Deep Learning (JJK)- Announcement
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Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: SMUT. PWP. JUST READY TO GET DOWN AND DIRTY. THAT'S THE GENRE, YES.
Rating: 18+
Summary: Getting tutored by the school nerd sounds boring. Well that is, until you, tease him.
Word count: no idea
Warning: it's just porn without ANY plot ๐Ÿ˜ฉ, or^l (f receiving), ti^^y sucking, fing^^^ng, p in v s^x, d^^ty talk if it counts, protected sex (cause Jungkook is a nerd, OFC HE'S SMART), there's some degra^^^^on, they do it on the table, he ties her hands up and idk what else ๐Ÿค๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜ฉ
(AGAIN it feels so awkward writing it with all the '^' but feeling awkward is better than Tumblr flagging you)
Tentative date: first week of October on my Patreon.
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A:N: I'm actually very proud of coming up with the fic title because "deep learning" is actually a subset of machine learning, which is further a subset of artificial intelligence (which is what I study). But then "deep" learning can also have a double meaning if you think about it ๐Ÿค”
Also, today only I was watching this movie review and the guy reviewing, commented how every movie has this thing about nerds wearing glasses and the moment you remove the glasses, BIPPITY BOPPITY BOO, they turn into the hottest guy ever. I nodded so hard, agreeing how illogical it is. And now look at me, doing the same ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ซ. (I too, have glasses btw)
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This is a Patreon exclusive for the $8 tier.
Also, while we're at this, I would like to clear out something:
I know there will be people on Tumblr who will come across this post and probably get interested to read this drabble/one shot. Now, I know, this whole "patreon exclusive" thing might be a bummer for many. Trust me, I understand. However, I also cannot deny that there are people who have subscribed to my patreon (be it $5 tier or the $8 tier) and it's my duty and responsibility to make it worth it for them.
As of for people, who aren't/can't be on my Patreon, I just want you to know, I'll do my best to not make you all feel left out. There's loads of fics coming your way, so sit tight ๐Ÿ’“
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hayleythesugarbowl ยท 5 months ago
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Omg if possible, could you do more Spencer with the fake insta stuff ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ Iโ€™m absolutely loving it!!!
Dropping Hints || Spencer Agnew x reader (social media au)
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โ‹†ย หš๏ฝกโ‹†เญจเญงหšย masterlistย โ€ขย smosh masterlistย ย โ‹†หš๏ฝกโ‹†เญจเญงโ‹†
summary: after you guest star in a smosh video, you and spencer start dropping hints of your relationship on insta
word count: 1k
warnings: mild language
a/n: ahh iโ€™m so glad you enjoyed my previous spencer!insta fic (which u can find here!!) and i couldnโ€™t resist writing this, i love this format sm. fem!reader. enjoy๐Ÿ’‹
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yourusername: take me back to smosh (and go watch their new vid bc iโ€™m in it!! ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ)
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smosh: we had so much fun filming with you!
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smosh_enjoyer: iโ€™m actually in that photo
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spennser: smosh isnโ€™t the same without yourusername
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ynfangirly: i donโ€™t know i canโ€™t figure it out lmao maybe they might be thenotoriousrat: ynfangirly nahh thereโ€™s no maybe about it did you see the way he looked at her in that video? theyโ€™re together madmax: bro yโ€™all need to calm down their just friends lolipopsfordays: madmax *theyโ€™re
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laskfgai199: bring her back!! sheโ€™s so funny
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yourusername: pov u learned how to play fortnite today ๐Ÿ‘พ
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yourusername: i taught myself thank you spennser: yourusername i have the 5 hours of my day to prove otherwise actually filmingamanda: iโ€™m next!! โคท liked by yourusername
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milliebobbieorange: i tried to teach my bf how to play mario kart and he gave up lmao
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spennser: was no one gonna tell me that i have four feet?
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yourusername: actually pretty sure two of those belong to me last i checked
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shaynetopp: i meant to tell you, i swear
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mamasays22: if this is true, he could do better tbh
spennser: pretty sure you got that backwards my guy pastasupremacy: spennser GOT โ€˜EM yourbestie: yourusername if you donโ€™t take him i will
handyrandy: refreshing my feed like itโ€™s april 1st tbh iโ€™m obsessed with them
jennifer_dunlap: spencer in the last pic is a whole ass mood ๐Ÿ˜‚
ponchovilla: wait whoโ€™s the girl in the first pic??
yemenpopulationchandler: her nameโ€™s (y/n) and sheโ€™s a content creator but she was in one of smoshโ€™s videos and her and spencer acted really close and now they started posting about each other all the time and everyoneโ€™s convinced they're dating barbaraanne: yemenpopulationchandler okay paragraph guy (but yeah thatโ€™s pretty accurate)
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yourusername: my bf has four feet ๐Ÿคญ
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spennser: iโ€™d love to meet this four-legged man
yourusername: look in the mirror babes samsungmilkyway: THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT
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simpymcgee: (y/n) is so hot ๐Ÿฅต like call me alex cooper the way i be calling her daddy ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ
kianaparker: hard launch! love you guys
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yourusername: ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ˜Š (love you) yourbestie: yourusername love u more spennser: i love her most peachesfromatlanta: i canโ€™t theyโ€™re too cute ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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spennser: *insert taylor swift lyrics*
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youvebeenlivingfictional ยท 6 months ago
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Could you please do 14 with art from the comfort prompts? Maybe handjobs while he has his back to the reader if things get spicy ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคญ
Anyways, your fics never fail to amaze me! Always look forward to reading them๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—
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I'm getting the sense y'all would like me to write #14 from the comfort prompts with Art Donaldson ๐Ÿค”
Also thanks, nonnies!!
Warnings: Fluff, handyj's, subby Art Donaldson, praise kink, smattering of dirty talk, established relationship
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"In here!" You called out. You listened as Art's footsteps grew closer, and your brows furrowed as you heard him slow just outside.
"It's okay, you can open the door."
Art seemed a little perplexed by how dim the bathroom was, but as he spotted the candles you'd put around your jacuzzi tub and the glass of wine on the side table, it all seemed to fall into place.
"How was yourโ€”What are you doing?" You laughed as Art began to strip off.
"What does it look like?"
Your eyes drifted down over his muscled chest, lip drawing between your teeth as he shoved his pants and underwear down around his ankles before kicking them off. You grinned, scooching back against the tub as Art climbed in in front of you. He groaned as he settled in, cradled against you.
"Comfortable?" You teased, brushing your lips against his temple.
"Very."
You curled your arms around his shoulders, closing your eyes as you savored the peace of his body pressed against yours.
"How was practice?"
The question hung in the air for a few moments. Art shifted a little, raising his hands and trailing gently over your bent knees.
"...Art?" You pressed.
"I don't wanna talk about practice."
It wasn't the answer you were hoping for. It wasn't Art's first career slump, likely wouldn't be the lastโ€”but you knew better than to remind him of that.
"I wanna talk about you," He added, tipping his head back to get a look at you. "Feel like I've barely seen you the last few days."
"We've been busy."
He craned his neck, pressing a kiss to your jaw. "Tell me about your day."
"It was fine, boring. The usual."
"What's the usual?"
"Art."
"Please?" He urged again, taking your hands in his and intertwining your fingers. He raised one to his lips before resting it over his heart. "I've missed your voice."
You smiled as he snuggled closer, the water swirling around the two of you.
"Well...I woke up around seven. You'd already left, obviously."
"Mm."
"I had breakfast, got dressed, sat down at my desk and worked all day."
"You stop for lunch at least?"
"I didn't have time."
"Baby."
"I know, I know," You sighed. "Things just kept coming up and before I knew it, it was 6:30."
"Explains the wine."
"Yes it does." You untangled one of your hands to reach up, gently combing through his hair. "Want some?"
"Not right now."
"...You're too wound up, you know."
Art sighed heavily, head flopping back against your shoulder again. You took in his closed eyes, his slightly pinched expression.
"You are," You insisted, lowering your hand from his hair. You trailed your nails over his shoulder, down past your joined hands on his chest. "I know you need something to get you going on the court, but having your gut all tight like this makes you all..." You slid your hand beneath the water, trailing along his inner thigh. "Stiff. And not in the fun way."
Art smiled, huffing a laugh. "Is that so?"
"Mhm. You need to relax."
"Any suggestions on how I might do that?"
"Well, I'm no tennis coach..." You curled your fingers around his shaft, smiling as he pulled a stunned breath in. "So my ideas may be a little...Rudimentary."
You stroked him gently, shushing him softly as he whined, pushing up into your touch. You grasped him a little more firmly, moving in long, even strokes as you felt him hardening in your touch. Art turned his head, mouthing at your jaw and neck, anything that he could reach.
"That's it," You murmured, watching a blush spread across his neck as you swiped your thumb across the head of his cock. "Fuck, you're so beautiful Art." You twisted your wrist as he whimpered, and bit your lip as his teeth grazed your skin. "You've been working so hard...You just need someone to take care of you a little, hmm?"
The water sloshed around your legs as Art's hips rolled up into your hand. You could feel his hot breath pushing against your neck, his tongue flickering out to catch a droplet of sweat sliding down your skin.
You were so hot, so slick as his skin shifted and almost seemed to stick against yours. His legs knocked against yours as he reached down, curling his fingers around your forearm. You watched his hips judder, his back arching as he spilled across his abs. You smiled, smearing it into his skin as he sagged back against you. His heart pounded beneath your joined hands, his thumb skating along yours.
"We should get out of the tub," He mumbled.
"Because we're going to get pruney and we're sitting in jizz water?"
Art laughed, tipping his head back to nip at your jaw.
"And because I'd like to return the favor."
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