#im being a baby about it yeah but also its a good inch long cut across my thumb

[pixelizedprince]

Good news: im covered for tetanus for the next ten years

Bad news: i did slice my finger at work via dirty boxcutter and now feel hella nauseous from everything

[4dtk]

have this absolute shameless drabble of sugar daddy gojo that i wrote in between requests. my fingers have never typed so fast im sorry this is literally self-indulgent at this point ARJGJFFJ.

disclaimer i honestly can't see anyone calling gojo daddy but just for this fic..... ill allow it..... and also bc sugar daddy gojo is just always residing in my mind. did you see how he transferred 10 mil to mei mei!!!!! i will never shut the fuck up about that scene. pls spoil me <3

warnings: praise, public sex, sugar daddy/sugar baby relations, breeding kink, pet names

NSFW UNDER THE CUT, MINORS DNI

sugar daddy!gojo pushes you up against the window of the store, visible for everyone to see you getting fucked senseless. in the gucci store four floors up, it could work both ways. fortunate to be so high up, although people would be getting a treat if they happened to look up.

“you know what you’re doing, baby?” he grunts, hips rocking into your soaked pussy as the staff outside try to ignore the lewd noises coming from behind the curtains.

it was supposed to be a simple trip: get a dress for gojo’s event in a few weeks and get out. with a tight arm wrapped around his, you followed him around like a starstruck puppy, the edges of your lips curled up knowing he’d treat you a million times over if you just asked for it.

gojo wasn’t any different, either. sure, he’s had sugar babies in the past, but not quite like you who’s so easy to please and spoil, knowing you could never say no even if your life depended on it. with your desperate listing for the requirement of monetary assistance, gojo couldn’t resist taking up the offer.

he just hadn’t expected you to be so… pliant. you had taken it like a good little bitch, too, moaning out for everyone to hear because you liked it like that.

“you’re taking my cock so well, princess,” gojo muttered out, lips nibbling on your ear as he continued to pound you. his grin that you feel against your skin plagues your mind, wanting nothing more than to see how he enjoys ruining you.

the catchy, upbeat pop song playing above you seemed to provide some rhythm, the sultry lyrics fuelling you further.

"so needy that i had to buy out the whole store for an hour, huh?" the male slows his pace, delivering deep thrusts into your cunt with the precision of an expert.

all you can reply are in little pants, sentences incoherent from how deep his cock is in you.

"i don't even think an hour is enough to satisfy my pretty little girl, isn't that right?" gojo picks up the speed again, and you're brought back to the many times he's fucked over his counter, washing machine. to the times where he's eaten you out on his office table and in his sheets of his king-sized.

and now, you've got another memory locked away for nights full of loneliness and soaked underwear when gojo's just too busy for you.

a tongue to your nipples and a hand to your clit makes you choke out a moan, writhing against the glass just to feel more of gojo, more of his cock and more of his lips on your neck.

you're struggling to keep yourself up, finding the right time in between muffled moans and whimpers to ask for one more wish.

"daddy... p-please, i wanna see your-"

"what, baby? repeat it for me." goddamn, the man had no problem articulating his words, how much had he fucked you already?

clearly not enough if you're still able to speak.

"w-wanna see your face when you fuck me deep, daddy!"

your wish is taken away when you're already creaming all over gojo as your hot breath creates fog on the glass in a silent scream.

"aw, you're cumming so hard baby~ you didn't even get to see me yet," he coos, enjoying the gush of your juices that coat his dick and your thighs. everything feels sticky and dirty, but you don't hesitate to beg for one more fuck with your eyes.

gojo catches your drift immediately, hips twitching from the idea of pumping you full of his cum. after all, he hasn't come yet.

he grunts at the time with a quick glance to the clock above your head. without wasting any more time, he flips you over, the restraint to cum slowly reaching its limit with your lolling tongue and fucked-out face.

the male doesn't bother to hide the deep groan that rips from his throat when he drags his dick along your folds, strings of both your juices stretching out in a way that hypnotises gojo.

"n-need your cock, daddy! please!" you whine, grinding your hips against the tip to make sure gojo knows of your desperation. that he's the only one to fuck you so good that no one else can satisfy you.

he smiles knowingly before he sinks into you.

gojo knows that he's the only one that can make you feel this way as he picks up the tempo, hitting spots in you that you didn't know was physically possible.

gojo knows that he's the only one you call daddy shamelessly as he writes off his card to help you in your student debts and the sparkly dress you've been eyeing.

he could throw you away the second you're done with university, the second the media's off his ass about his love life but, the sweet, sweet moans spilling from your lips pull him back in every single time, eager to hear it for as long as your bank's empty and his is piled up with money.

"more! satoru, more, fuuuck..." you groan, shying away from the striking blues of his eyes the more he drinks in your current state.

he's barely holding on, not even minding the first name you called him. the short skirt he'd given you flipped up makes him go crazy, your panties moved to the side to receive the dressing room quickie you always wanted.

"you're so de..eep daddy! i need all your c-cum please...!" it's a mix between a whimper and a whine.

"yeah? 'course i am, baby. your pussy is sucking me in all the w-way," gojo's hips stutters at how you squirm in his tight grasp, locking eyes with him as yours fill with want. your pussy is throbbing, stretched out so much that you don't register the thumb playing with your clit.

"s' too much...! s' too much, d-daddy!"

"you're a good girl, aren't you?" the way you nod is pathetic, eyebrows knitted from being stuffed so full.

"pretty little thing- fuuck..." gojo's losing control himself, the way his balls slaps against your cunt resonates around the small space and nothing feels better than being inches deep in you.

you're a babbling mess by then, unable to even scream out as you cream his cock. with head thrown back, you're left frozen for a second as the orgasm washes over you and a violent shudders goes through your thighs.

"daddy has so much, s-shit- cum for you, doll," it isn't long before the other comes undone, a groan escaping his lips before he shoots his load deep into you.

your pussy is stained white from all the cum he's giving you, gasping from how much gojo is leaking into you.

"thank y-you, satoru..." you trembling has affected your voice, too, burying your head into gojo's neck while your body shivers from sensitivity.

"take all of it, baby," gojo whispers, the hand near your middle moves instantly to finger his cum back into you, fixing back your underwear over your pussy.

a cheeky giggle leaves your mouth as you untangle yourself from the embrace, welcoming a kiss from the man as he slowly begins to clean up himself.

"have you chosen a dress yet, sir?"

gojo's smile is mischievous, not missing the way your face flushes at having to face the embarrassed staff outside.

"we'll take everything, thanks," his eyes never leave you as he helps you off the changing room chair, tugging your body flush to his before leaving you with one more hungry kiss.

"you did so well for daddy, doll. i may just have to treat you tonight since you have a day off university tomorrow..."

even if it wasn't in the contract, gojo loved to spoil you, admiring your mettle when it comes to material items. although...

"you know what i mean," it's enchanting, the way his voice travels like silk, "i'll call in sick for work tomorrow, yeah?"

your mind goes to mush at what tonight might entail, losing all train of coherence when his hushed whisper of my baby's so cute reaches your ear.

in a second you're out of there, hand twined with his while you remain giddy with the thought of getting used by gojo until you reach your limit.

[aguecheek]

Can you tell us about that gender bent midsummer night's dream production you did lights for?

Oh boy oh baby oh boy ive been waiting for this one

So in 2019, I ran lights for a Free Shakespeare in the Park production of Midsummer that took the characters of Lysander and Helena and genderswapped them. Lysander became Lysandra, and Helena became Helenus. And dude???????? It changed...SO MUCH??? It literally lives in my head rent free, i still think about this production every goddamn day. More under the cut.

When Hermia’s father insists that she marry Demitrius or face death, it becomes much less a matter of a man exerting control over his daughter as if he owns her, although it still definitely is that, but now takes on a new dimension. Egeus has delivered an ultimatum: be straight or be killed. Absolutely fucking terrifying, and for modern audiences especially, the stakes suddenly become much more personal and much more real. (We also kept a running tally of every family who left in the middle of the show when they realized it was gay LMFAO our highest record number was 18 families in one night. Gotta love PA!) So in the scene immediately following that, you get this really gorgeous tenderness in the “how now my love, why is your cheek so pale” scene, you know the one. The agreement to elope, the overwhelming joy that comes from the notion of leaving your homophobic father and going to live with your girlfriend’s accepting aunt...it’s good, it gave me the warm and fuzzies.

The Helenus comes on, and oh boy oh boy oh fucking boy. Because in the first scene, you have this line from Lysandra about Demitrius promising himself to Helenus, and Egeus looking absolutely horrified at it, and Demitrius denying it fervently. And Helenus is lost, confused, and desperate, and he’s seeking comfort in two other openly gay people, his childhood best friend and her girlfriend—and the’re both leaving athens. Together. When he gives that fucking goddamn how happy some o’er other some can be speech (which ive had memorized since i was eight because its so unbelievably fuckign good) it’s absolutely HEARTRENDING. Demitrius was his, and they were in love, and then demitrius got cold feet and backed out, and now hermia and lysandra are leaving too, and helenus is going to be alone in athens.

Then you get helenus and demitrius’s first scene together, the “you draw me you hardhearted adamant” scene, the “spurn me like a dog” scene. And this scene was hard for me to watch every single night. Because, now forgive me for getting a little personal, I struggled with a lot of internalized homophobia for a pretty significant portion of my life. And there was this awful heartwrenching moment the actors did where demitrius grabbed helenus by his shirt and their mouths were inches apart and demetrius like tore himself away and stumbled away shouting and it just...i’ll say, okay, i named my sword demitrius(That’s not a euphamism, I have a sword hanging on the wall of my apartment named demitrius, I intend to name all my swords after shakespeare cahracters)because of this character. I don’t like demitrius within the text, i think he’s an asshole LMAO. But this version of demitrius really just grabbed my heart ripped it out of my chest and stomped on it, because he wasn’t a misogynist freak, he was a real dude struggling with some serious significant internalized homophobia. It gave him a reason to reject helenus, it gave him a reason to pursue hermia, and it gave him an actual in-depth character reason to be a dick other than just...hey, this is demitrius, he’s a dick to women.

One of the worst and best scenes every night was the fight scene. Now the fight scene fucking gets me, no matter what, but with the sexuality dynamics, god, it’s just so fucked up. Because when demitrius first starts acting all lovely-dovey towards helenus, there’s this awful heartbreaking look of longing on helenus’s face, and then when “oh, spite, oh, hell” comes bursting out, ur heart breaks ight the fuck along with him. Not to mention now here’s hermia, who ran away from her father to be with her girlfriend, to escape the confines of heterosexuality, so they could be together, and now lysandra is turning away from her and trying to get all cozy with helenus. Helenus’s heart is breaking because he thinks that he’s being betrayed by his own community, being mocked for something that they above all else should support him for. Hermia’s heart is breaking because she’s losing the one person she sacrificed everything to be with. Lysandra and demitrius are fine lmao they’re asleep, they don’t know whats going on.

But like okay. Okay. god. Okay. listen to me. When theyre all running exhaustedly through the woods and they eventually collapse on the ground, sound asleep, and puck comes out with the cure for the spell...he cures them both. HE CURES BOTH LYSANDRA AND DEMITRIUS. Because unlike in the original text, demitrius doesn’t need to be under a spell to love helenus. He loved him all along, he never stopped loving him, he just...wouldn’t let himself. So wheras in the heterosexual midsummer, puck usually cures lysander but not demetrius, in this version, you have them both being cured, both being brought back to themselves. 

And when they wake up, and the lights went all purple and blue and soft and the music started playing (it was fucking moon river. The music was fucking moon river please im going to cry) and they’re all just standing there, holding the person they love, swaying softly, whispering in amazement at their fantastic dream…”are you sure that we are awake?” oh my fucking god. Oh my fucking god. Oh my god.

Then everybody comes storming on, theseus and hippolyta and egeus and such, and demitrius has that line...that fucking line… “The object and the pleasure of mine eye Is only Helenus. To him, my lord, Was I betrothed ere I saw Hermia. But like in sickness did I loathe this food, But as in health come to my natural taste, Now I do wish it, love it, long for it, And will for evermore be true to it.” DUDE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME THAT’S SO GOOD. Because unlike with the magic flower route, he actually is returning to his natural tastes. This is the story, this is his story, this is him giving up on his attempts to hide that part of himself. This is him accepting who he is and wishing for Helenus, loving him, longing for him, will forevermore be true to him….god. It got me every single fucking night. Every goddamn single night that line made me tear up.

And then they all got married and it was lovely and beautiful blah blah its a comedy everybody gets married you know the drill <3 but yeah, i still think about that production every single fucking day of my life. I dont think ill ever stop thinking about it.

[jbarness]

huh, that's new

a social media au

[27: news]

warnings: language, "pregnancy"?? uhh idk what else hehehe

a/n: this is a pretty long chapter i think? (2000+ words) im very nervous about this chapter cause its kinda a big deal asdfghjk anyways, please please please tell me what you think about this! and ik this idea is very odd HAHAHAHA but what else would you expect from two dumbasses named bucky and y/n? hehehe i really hope you enjoy this chapter!! ♡

flashback is italicized

huh, that's new - masterlist

You wanted to laugh so badly.

For some reason, your housemates are panicking over who the hell set this gender reveal party up in the living room. 

It was you. With the help of Bucky of course.

Natasha and Wanda have been shouting “I’m not pregnant, I think you are!” to each other for about 10 minutes now. Steve decided that he needed answers too, so he joined in the shouting. Pietro’s talking to his camera, probably vlogging the whole thing. Peter’s talking on the phone with MJ asking if she set this up. Sam’s the only one enjoying the food. Bucky was looking at you from across the room, keeping the smile from forming on his face. 

Just about an hour or so ago, you and Bucky were just setting the whole thing up. Bucky was pushing the table to the living room when you arrived with the cake. You placed the rest of the blue and pink food on the table along with other decorations. There were many variations of food, but the cupcakes that have toppers that said: “Here for the Sex” were Bucky’s personal favorite despite not knowing how they taste. The balloons were still lifeless when both of you hung the streamers on the walls with the banner that matched the topper of the cupcakes. After finally finding the balloon pump, blue and pink balloons filled the living room. Some were on the floor while you hung the others on the wall. When you were content with the appearance of the room, you and Bucky went your separate ways.

You got the idea of throwing a gender reveal party when you were working at the diner one evening. “You’ll be at the gender reveal party next week right?” the woman at the booth asked her friend. “Of course, Jill asked me to pick up the cake,” Her friend says. When you got the idea, you thought it was silly, so you dismissed it. Later on, you thought of more ideas and details to add, then in a blink of an eye, you were in the bakery, asking the baker if they can make a three-layered cake of your favorite flavor with the inside colored blue.

“Maybe P set this all up for a prank again?” Nat looked at Pietro who was filming the whole thing. “Just because I have a channel that doesn’t mean I always prank!” Pietro said, turning off his camera.

Steve sighed, “Okay, one by one. Nat and I were the first ones here, but it was all here already when we arrived. Wanda was the next one here, she was in the bookstore the whole morning. Bucky and Sam were next and they only came here because he saw the Instagram story of Nat. Pietro and Peter came home today from LA and Peter from Tony’s. Lastly, Y/N came home from the cafe,” everyone nodded. 

After a couple of minutes of silence, you couldn’t handle it anymore, “Okay, I can’t do it. I give up. It was me. I set this up,” you laughed. 

“But why Y/N?” Peter gasped, “Are you pregnant?���

Everyone’s eyes were on you now. Natasha’s eyes widened, “Wait, who’s the father?”

Bucky was laughing internally, you could tell. He wasn’t looking at you anymore, he turned around to look at the window. You could see his shoulders slightly shaking, he’s definitely laughing. Good thing the attention wasn’t on him. “I uhh… I don’t know,” you said. You technically haven't met Bucky's dad, you were being honest.

“Doesn’t matter, my sweet Y/N! We’ll support you and help you. Anything you need” Sam swallowed the macaroon whole before going to you and hugging you tightly.

“I know you will.” In less than a minute, you were trapped in the middle of the group hug.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner? We would’ve known the gender by now!” Pietro said as the group untangled from the hug. 

You laughed, “I was enjoying the show.” 

“Well, come on! I wanna know if my godchild is a boy or a girl!” Wanda yelled excitedly and went to the kitchen to grab the knife. 

Bucky walked towards you before you could join the others who are now gathered at the table, waiting for plates and the knife. “I’m tellin’ ya, doll, they’re gonna be frustrated at us,” he said. You shrugged, “They already are.”

Wanda handed you the knife to cut the cake. Everyone took out their phones to take a video of the “soon-to-be-mother”. You were trying very hard not to laugh at this point and so was Bucky, who was taking a video of his friends’ reactions to what they’re about to say.

You sliced a triangle on one side of the cake and pulled it out, showing blue. “Oh my God! It’s a boy!” Peter yelled, jumping around with Pietro. Sam and Steve took turns hugging you and they were later pushed aside by Wanda and Nat. “I’m happy for you, hun I am, but I really hope that a girl comes out of you,” Natasha said while hugging you and Wanda tightly. 

You cleared your throat, catching everyone’s attention, “It’s actually a Bucky” you said, nonchalantly. 

“Bucky?” Wanda pulled away slightly from the hug, making Nat do the same. “A Bucky? As in it’s Bucky’s baby?” Steve asked, wide-eyed, obviously excited, looking at Bucky who is now looking back at you, covering his mouth with his hands, to keep himself from laughing. 

“I meannnnn… Bucky... is my... baby,” you said while extending your arm, inviting Bucky to come closer, which he did. 

Peter was still confused and it shows, “You’re Bucky’s mom?” he asked, making Pietro smack his head, “Pete, it means they’re dating... Right?”

Both you and Bucky nodded, “We are.”

“Oh my God! Fucking finally! I was starting to think you’ll never tell each other how you feel! Do you know how frustrated you two made me?” Sam yelled, throwing a pillow at Bucky.

Natasha was yelling “I fucking knew it! I told you so!” repeatedly to her boyfriend while Wanda kept pinching both your and Bucky’s cheeks saying, “CUTIESSS!” 

You looked at Bucky, “they don’t look frustrated” you said which made Bucky roll his eyes and smile. Both of you laughed when you saw Steve silently saying “Yes! My ship!” Either that or something about shit.

“Calm your asses. Now, this party isn’t just for us to announce that we’re together. This is also a party for Natty and Steve. Sorta like the part one of the roomies night we’re gonna have” you said, looking at the couple.

“Thank you, Y/N, but I don’t wanna think about moving right now. What I do want is for you two to give us the fucking details about how you two finally got together” Nat said, making everyone agree and sit down and get comfortable in the living room.

Bucky cleared his throat and looked on his left, where you sat. “It happened the night that her friend came to the city.”

☆

To say you were excited for tonight was an understatement. 

Last night, you already picked out the clothes you wanted to wear tonight. It was simple, really, just a pair of jeans and the most comfortable hoodie you owned. Or should you go with a plain sweater instead? Printed shirt? Oversized shirt? Your grey sweatpants? They look comfortable. Or your black ones?

You ended up with your first choice. 

Wanda and Nat noticed how upbeat and cheery you were the whole day. It wasn’t exactly like you to be this happy at 7 am. You cooked a lot more food than usual and you haven’t even had your coffee yet. “Maria’s in the city today!” was the only excuse you thought of every time they asked you. You had some errands to do that day, its something you find really boring and exhausting but you found yourself skipping to the bank. Skipping, not walking. 

At the tower, Bucky was a nervous wreck. He couldn’t focus much on what he was doing. He would zone out and forget what he was typing, then he remembered he wasn’t typing at all, he was fixing a floor plan. Sam being Sam, noticed how Boinky was acting. He kept teasing Bucky about being distracted while Steve kept asking him to stop. “What’s up with you, Buck? What’s making you zone out?” Steve asked, giving Bucky some water. Bucky just shrugged and continued whatever the hell he was doing. 

The evening came too fast for Bucky and too slow for you. You got home, got dressed to meet with Maria for dinner before seeing Bucky. When Bucky got home, he changed into something more casual and fixed himself at his bathroom. “Tell her tonight, you fucking idiot,” he told himself, looking at the mirror before grabbing his helmet and his old helmet that you proclaimed yours when you were hanging out before. He smiled at the memory then remembered that Dot never even got to see his motorcycle. Huh. 

He picked you up at the hotel that Maria was staying at. In a few minutes, you were at the bar that you two used to go to. You two bought a couple of drinks before going to the spot - your spot. You almost forgot how beautiful it was there, especially at night. 

“After tonight, you’ll only have one night of free drinks, use it wisely,” Bucky said, breaking the silence.

“Yeah, I’ll have to find another way to have free drinks from you,” you joked.

He looked at you, “You can just ask, you know? You don’t have to blackmail me,” he smiled. 

You laughed for a moment and it became silent once again. It felt... awkward. You two were seated a couple of inches away from each other, the closest you two have been since you avoided each other, but you wanted to get away. You remembered the last time you were here, in this exact same spot. Drinking the alcohol of your choice, laughing with Bucky, talking about your high school selves. Many things have changed since then. It feels so weird and new to you, sitting next to someone you genuinely like, your friend. You took a deep breath and stopped thinking. 

“I like you, did you know that?” you said out of the blue making Bucky wonder if he was just imagining it and he was just hearing things. He stayed silent, deciding that it was just his mind saying that cause that was what he wanted to hear.

You turned to Bucky, waiting for his reaction. Nothing. “Buck?” he turned and looked at you as if he hadn’t heard you. “I like you,” you said once again only this time, it was louder and clearer. 

“You like me?” Bucky asked, finding it hard to believe for some reason. “Like, you like-like me?” You nodded, smiling at his creased eyebrows and slightly tilted face, like a confused puppy. You almost didn’t notice how your heart is beating quickly as if it wanted to jump out of your chest. It was taking Bucky too long to reply, and that made you anxious. All you wanted was to take it back and change what you said. You should’ve said “I’d really like to go back to being close friends” or maybe ask him why he avoided you or somethi--

“Did Wanton ask you to tell this to me?” he asked with an accusative tone. “No, why would I agree to that? Even if I did, I’d only agree to say something like that if I really meant it,” your voice getting louder every word.

“So it’s true? You like me? Romantic styles?” You nodded, slightly annoyed that he would think that you would play with his feelings. “Yes, it’s no big deal. I just wanted to tell you, I don’t expect you to like me back. I just- I want you to--”

"I like you too. Romantic styles," he said holding your hand. "That was why I set you up with Loki, why I avoided you after that and why I was avoiding you until you invited me to join you and Pietro. I kinda got a bit… slightly, sort of jealous so I agreed to go with you."

"Wait, hold on, you like me... and you... set me up with Loki? I don't get it"

"I like you and… That doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that you’re happy, and I'll do anything to make you happy,” he said, offering you a small smile.

☆

"Then we kissed and… yeah,” you smiled at your friends’ faltered smiles.

Sam stood up, “Why was everything else so detailed and the kiss was just ‘then we kissed’? What’s that about?” He said, grabbing more food from the table. "And, I fucking told you so, Boinks!" 

Bucky rolled his eyes, “Do you wanna hear how I kissed her softl-”

“Excuse me?” You said, raising your eyebrows at your boyfriend. “I kissed you, and it wasn’t soft”

“Y/N stop saying soft!” Peter shouted, covering his ears.

Wanda wiggled her eyebrows, "You didn't come home that night, hun."

"Yeah, I invited her to my place, we had some wine and we just talked for the rest of the night. Nothing happened. Okay? After talking we just slept. That's it,” Bucky defended.

Steve kept nodding his head, “Hence the Instagram story, mhmm, mhmm. Alright.”

“Whatever happened that night, I’m glad it did. And, I’m really really reallyyyyy happy for you, dumbasses,” Nat laughed.

Peter walked to you, “I’m happy for you too, sis. But please, don’t get detailed with… you know. I don’t need to know that.” You laughed, holding his hand. “And Bucky, if you ever hurt my sister, I’ll hunt you down and beat you up,” Peter looked at Bucky squinting his eyes, trying to look intimidating, which made Bucky laugh.

You looked at Bucky, “He’s serious. And very strong. He gave Steve bruises when they were boxing at the gym.” Bucky looked at Steve who was nodding.

“O-oh”

☆

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[yn-dreamlife]

Can you hear me?

Bakugo Katsuki x reader (hero name: Elementas)

Quirk: Quantification of Emotions (shorten to QoE), basically whatever emotion your feeling strongest (out of six) will allow you to control that element. Your hair also changes to that color. 

Emotions: 

Anger, vivid red, wind

Sadness, pastel blue, water

Longing/Love, white, light

Happiness, pink, fire

Loneliness, black, darkness

Confusion/Anxiousness, green, earth  

Summary: There was a villain attack and as your about to die you think of your last words to Katsuki.

warings: yelling, swearing, angst, like ANGST, character death, blood, villan attack, blood, depression, fluff?

Song: Train Wreck, James Arthur  (I hope that works, I've never done this before) 

Word count: 3206

Laying in the silence Waiting for the sirens Signs, any signs I'm alive still

Coughing I look around me. “Wha-” I place a hand on my forehead feeling a liquid underneath my palms. “What’s happening?” I speak as my ears ring and I see a red fluid on my hand. 

I look around and see the chaos around me. All around me is ruble, I can't see an inch of sky. I look around seeing the dust flying around the air, the small fire scattered around trying to find anything amongst the concrete to consume and stay alive with. 

At least I can't see any civilians around me, thats a good sign. As I continue to assess my surroundings, even with my blurry vision and ringing ears know that the villain is gone, or at least not near me. 

When I finally look down at my own body I wince. There was a giant metal rod sticking out of my abdomen, I guess the adrenaline must be preventing the full brunt of the pain. As I look at it and see the amount of blood being lost I know I won't be saved. 

I don't wanna lose it I'm not getting through this

Tears well in my eyes as the regret swims into my heart. I don't want to die like this. I don't want to die not knowing if everyone is safe. I don't want to die not knowing if Katsuki is okay. I don't want to die in pain. 

Of course every hero knows the risk, we’ve known since we where in high school. But it doesn't mean anyone actively wants this to be there way out. 

Everyone deep down hopes for a peaceful death. Or at least to die with those we love. 

Hey, should I pray? should I pray To myself? To a God? To a saviour who can Unbreak the broken

What if I could make it? What if I scream loud enough? Can I even scream right now? And even if I can who's to say it'll get to the surface? And I would want them to get the civilians first. “Damnit!” I try to yell but all I can manage is a weak whimper. 

“I should be stronger than this!” I said as my throat constricted. ‘God I sound just like Suki.’ the thought of him makes my heart clench. ‘I shouldn't have said all those things. I shouldn't have-’ I was swept up in the memory of my last conversation with him. 

Unsay these spoken words Find hope in the hopeless

“Jesus y/n what is wrong with you?!” He screamed at me. “Like can you calm the fuck down for once?!” 

I scoffed at him whirling around on him. “I need to calm down?! Don’t you tell me to calm down!”

“You're the one who started all of this!” He screamed at me. 

“And you’re the one who flirts with other people!” I fire back. 

He scoffs again, “I wasn't flirting with her! It’s not my fault you're so insecure that you think that you shitty woman!” 

My face drops slightly more sadness seaping into my heart. “Why do you think im so insecure Kasuki? You call me shitty woman every other sentence! You talk about how great other girls are and how strong they are! You-” 

“You know thats just how I am! And I don't talk about them romantically im taking about them from a hero stand point! Shouldn't you be happy now that I don't look down on every single person!” He screamed his quirk popping off in frustration. 

“Yeah I know thats how you are but it still an hurt me you dick! And it’s different when those girls are clearly in love with you!” he scoffs “If you tell me they aren't I swear to god you must be really blind!” I scream again. 

“Of course I don't notice because why would I when I have a girlfriend!|?!” He screams. 

“Do you?!” I shout the words spilling out of my mouth. “Because it doesn't always feel like you want to!” his next words break my heart. 

“Maybe I don't!” I watch his face drop the second the words leave his mouth. “y/n- wait I didn't-” But I cut him off as my alarm goes off. 

“I have to go to work. At least I know they need me.” I whisper bitterly. 

“Y/n wait! We can't leave it like this!” he calls frantically after me. 

“You never had a problem leaving me heartbroken before. Why care now?” and with that I got in my car driving away as the tears streamed down my face. 

Pull me out of the train wreck Unburn the ashes

When I got to work I quickly dismissed anyone at my hero agency as they asked what was wrong. I even ignored Kirishima, who was one of my best friends. “Go ask you ‘Bakubro’” I muttered bitterly at my fellow hero. 

I looked to my side kick, she was nice. She wasn't a cocky self assured teen like me and my classmates where. Both me and her quickly left to patrol. I was happy when she started rambling about the latest guy she found an interest in instead of asking me what was wrong. 

Not that I didn't appreciate my colleagues concern I just didn't want to think about it. Or I didn't want to talk about it, theres no way im not thinking about it. Even now, I couldn't help but tune out my sidekick/intern as my thoughts where consumed with my final words. 

“You never had a problem leaving me heartbroken before. Why care now?” Damnit I know thats not true and yet I still said it. Katsuki always at least texts me after wards, and he’s never left without muttering some form of I love you. I moved to pull out my phone when I suddenly heard screaming. I look up to see five of our most wanted villians up ahead wreaking havoc. I stop my phone Turing to my intern who looks ready to fight.    

Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet Pull me out of the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out

”No.” I said placing a hand on her shoulder. She looks at me shocked as I continue. “I need you to help civilians.” 

She hesitates,”But I can help-” 

“I know but these guys are to strong. Please trust me, I want you making it out of this alive. Go help the civilians. If you have to I give you my permission to use your quirk for defense and defense only. Do you understand?” No response 

“Minako!” she stares at me “Please, you're like my kid, don't make me beg.” Tears well in her eyes and she nods before running off and I run onto the scene.

I should have known the second I asked her not to fight that this wouldn't end well. I should of said something to him before I left. I should have- 

  Pull me out, pull me out Underneath our bad blood We still got a sanctum, home Still a home, still a home here

I was pulled from my thoughts as coughs ripped there way through my throat. the pain in my stomach worsening. Was I really going to die like this? Filled with regrets and what ifs? 

No. I still have people to live for. I still have things I need to do, things to say. A man to kiss and marry and love all I can do know is hope. 

‘Please, damnit if someone is out there please help me. I know I don't pray enough, hell I know I don't deserve this but god damnit Im selfish. Im selfish and I want to live longer. I want to get married and have kids. I want to at least kiss him one last time. I don't even have to live, just let me hear him say I love you one last time. let me hold him again.’ 

As these thoughts consumed me I didn't notice the light blooming around me becoming brighter and brighter. 

It's not too late to build it back 'Cause a one-in-a-million chance Is still a chance, still a chance

“Y/N!!” I heard someone scream. “Y/n baby hold on!” he screamed again. My light glowed brighter. 

“Katsuki!” I cried. 

“Thats right! Im here princess I’m gonna get you out of there okay?!” I dint respond knowing he wasn't really answering. 

“Hurry Deku please!” Deku was here? after a moment he spoke again “Riot! Cellophane! Thank god you are here! Please you have to help me I can't blast through the rubble I might crush her!” He cried frantically. 

I saw some rubble begin falling next to me and screamed on instinct. “Oi be careful!!” He screamed. 

“Ground zero!” I heard a familiar voice. 

“S-sensei?!” 

‘What? Easers here? But- he's retired.’ 

“You need to stop shouting, your friends are here trying to help you. We both know they mean her no harm.” I can only assume he nodded because there was no more shouting, but there was also no more anything. Not a single sound. 

And I would take those odds Unbreak Unsay these spoken words

“H-Hello?” I called 

“Don't worry Y/n-chan we’re still here!” I heard deku yell. I sighed relieved. 

“Y/n!” I heard red riot or as I know him Kirishima call out. “Pop quiz whats Eraser heads child named?!” He yells out, and confusion builds in me. 

‘What? He has a kid? Oh my god is the kid here?!’ I thought anxiously. 

“Now!” I hear cellophane or Sero scream and before I knew it the rubble was being ripped away but I saw some coming towards me before I could think I manipulated the earth around me into a ball. 

“Yes!” I heard them all collectively say, except for katsuki. 

“Y/n! You're okay its okay!” He said as I placed the earth back and he ran over to me. He went to touch me but stopped short. “Oh god, princess!” he exclaimed looking down at my abdomen. 

Find hope in the hopeless Pull me out the train wreck 

“We need some help over here! Anyone who has a strong healing quirk get over here now we have a hero down!” He screamed but I didnt care about the pain, I didnt care about the medic. All I cared about was him. 

“You came.” I whispered he looked to me and cupped my cheek. 

“Im always gonna come for you.” He said softly smiling down at me as tears leaked from both our eyes.  

“Im sorry.” I whimper out and he shakes his head. My eyes begin feeling heavier. 

“no no no!” he says shaking me slightly “Don't apologize just keep your eyes open for me, yeah?” 

“Can you hold me?” I whisper. 

“I can't move you if I do-” 

“Please suki, I want to feel you hold me one last time.” I whimper my eyes getting heavier. 

                                                                                       Unburn the ashes Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet

“Well then I have great news, and that’s the fact that I’ll hold you for the rest of our lives but I can't move you princess.” I shake my head smiling sadly. 

“Katsuki.” I hear a soft voice whisper and look to see a teary eyed Kirishima.

“N-no!” he screams at him. “She’ll be fine!” he looks to me now. “you’ll be fine!” I shake my head my hair turning a murky blue. 

He relents and eventually very quickly pulls me off of the pipe. But I don't make a sound, I don't even wince. I don't feel the pain at all my body to numb.  

Pull me out the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out                                                              

I smile as he pulls me into his arms, “Thank you.” I whisper. 

“Anything for you princess.” He cups my cheek and wipes the tears that are still slipping from my eyes. 

“Im sorry.” we say in unison. 

“I shouldn't have been so insecure.” I whisper, and he shakes his head.  

“No baby no. I shouldn't have been so insensitive and I shouldn't have said what I said. I never question my love for you, or me wanting to be with you.” He says placing his forehead on my own. 

“I love you.” I whisper. 

a sob leaves his throat. “I-i love you too.” he sobs holding me to him. I try to lift my hand but I can't. I feel a gentle material curling around my wrist and pulling it around his neck. I look to see Mr. Aizawas capture weapon I smile up at him. 

“Damnit where are they!” Katsuki yells pulling away from me. I see a team frantically running to us but before they get to me I feel my eyes growing to heavy. 

“Be happy...Suki” I whisper as the darkness envelops me. 

You can say what you like 'cause see, I would die for you

I, I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God Be my help, be a savior who canUnbreak the broken

Katsuki watches as you eyes close, “N-No!” He screams. “Hurry up , please!” He calls out to the people who run impossibly quicker. Once they get there and he has to place you down he automatically wants to hold you again. But he's held back and he sees its Deku who’s holding him back. 

He wants to rip his hand off of him but he can't find the strength in himself so he relents and allows the freckled boy to pull him away. He sees his red haired friend and doesn't hesitate to accept the hug he gives him. 

he balls his hands against the gears of his friends hero costume. “Damnit kiri I can't lose her!” he sobs. No one says anything, theres nothing they can say. No words can comfort the fiery blonde except for your own.  

but he does pull away from his friend as he sees them placing you on a gurney and begin rushing away. 

“Wait!” he calls after them. 

“Sir you can't come with us you have to meet us there its to risky!” A female medic says as sets pumping oxygen into your lungs. 

“I can drive you!” He hears a voice behind him say quickly. He turns to see who only to see your side-kick Minako. He nods and quickly runs to her car. 

The drive there was silent, he isn't even mad at her which shocks both of them. She breaks the silence whispering, “She begged me to help the civilians.” he nods still remaining silent. “I should have- I should have been there.” just then a sob rips through her throat. 

Katsuki looks to her remaining silent for a long moment. “She would have been devistated if you had you gotten hurt.” he whispers. 

“huh?” she glances over to him quickly before looking back to the road. 

“she talks about you all the time, she feels a motherly bond to you.” he whispers. 

“s-she was serious about that?” She asks wiping her cheeks.

“Yeah, maybe because she never had a mother figure or maybe because you remind her so much of herself. But she does, and I know she's tankful for all the civilians you helped save.” The girl nods smiling softly.  

Unsay these reckless words (find hope in the hopeless) Pull me out of the train wreck

When they arrive to the hospital they both quickly run to the front desk. 

“Elementas, I need to know what room elements is in!” Bakugo cries. 

“Mr. Ground zero sir you can't see her yet.” the nurse states standing up and stopping him from running off. 

“Why the hell not?!” He screams fist firing off slightly.

“She had to go straight into surgery.” the woman states calmly. Bakugo grunts as he sits down. 

twenty minutes later the same nurse approaches. “Sir they've already set up her room you tow may wait for her there but when they ask you to leave you-” before she could finish Minako interrupts. 

“Understood.” she says quickly. The nurse nods giving them the number and they make there way there. 

It was another half hour when Kirishima showed up with a spare change of clothes for Bakugo and offered to drive Minako home so she could rest. She only left when he promised to keep her updated. He changed into his civilian clothes before he finally sat down on the chair next to the bed you would soon be in and before he knew it he was asleep. 

Unburn the ashes Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet

When he woke he looked around confused but he perked up when he saw a nurse. “Sir we need to get her settled and then you can come back in.” He nods quickly heading back t the waiting room. The quicker he left meant the sooner he would see you. 

It was fifteen minutes later when a doctor approached him. “How is she? Is she okay?” He asks anxious. 

“she sustained grave injuries. A head wound which concussed her. Five broken ribs, a punctured lung. Not to mention the damage from the pipe in her abdomen. But other than these things she is fine.” The doctor said as he walked away. Katsuki quickly made his way back to your room as he saw your eyes blink open. 

Pull me out of the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out

“Y/n!” he called happily. You looked pail, and honestly an inch from death, but never in his life had he been so happy to see you. 

You smiled at your boyfriend as he walked into the room. “Suki.” You whispered holding a hand out to him. He quickly came to your side taking it and covering it in kisses before moving up your arm and kissing your face. He placed a loving kiss on your lips before placing his forehead on your own. 

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again.” He whispered. 

You chuckled but winced. “easy there princess your ribs might not be happy with you for a while.” he says cupping your cheek and you nodded. It was a long day between all the visitors. Wether it was a crying Minako who had heart felt apologies and confessions with you. Or a group of your former classmates coming to make sure you where alright. Or even a soft spoke Mr. Aizawa who came once Katsuki had left to get you and himself some food. 

By the end of the day you where exhausted and you where more than happy to allow your boyfriend to carefully lay next to you only intertwining your legs and holding your one hand with his own while the other rested on your cheek. 

“Hey y/n, what you said about me being happy,” Katsuk whispered and you hummed for him to keep going. “I’m going to be... with you.” with a soft exchange of I love you’s and a sweet kiss after that you where both asleep. 

[miastideclock]

Yang Jeongin Drabble, “Inside Beauty.”

@jhopesdimples​ hello! im a new skz and bts blog and i found yours and have been reading all ur skz stuff at the moment. can i request a jeongin drabble where the reader is insecure about being older and slightly bigger than him? preferably filled with angst but a happy ending? it’s okay if not! keep writing it’s so good! 💖

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Word Count: 1790 Warnings: Eating disorder, but not really??? I don’t know, but just in case it might be triggering, sorry

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It had been a long day, and you were happy that you could spend the rest of the day hanging out with your boyfriend and your friends. More often than not you found yourself at the Stray Kids dorm, hanging out with the boys and having fun. That was how you ended up falling for Jeongin, and luckily- he returned the favor. 

After months of begging to management, they finally lifted the dating ban for the group, making all of them go over the moon. That included you, as that meant you could go public with Jeongin, the love of your life. 

You knew you weren’t perfect, but Jeongin loved you despite that, and that made you fall for him even more. 

It was no secret that you were on the heavier side, and it probably didn’t help that you were also taller than him. But when you were with Jeongin, you instantly forgot all of that. Or at least until Jeongin’s leader, Chan, got a girlfriend for himself.

She was two years younger than him, about five inches shorter than him, and easing in on the skinny side. She was super nice, and never did you any harm, but she made you think. 

“Would Jeongin prefer it if I was like her? Younger, shorter and all around smaller?” But everytime the thought crossed your mind, you forced it out. He loved you like you were, and nothing could change that. But still, you found yourself thinking whenever you were at the dorm.

“Come sit on my lap.” “Let me give you a piggyback ride!” “You’re so tiny and cute!”

Things you heard on a daily basis, but they were never to you. It was Chan talking to his girlfriend, Lacey. They were super cute together, you had to admit- but it got a bit frustrating at times, always comparing yourself to her. 

After a while, you found yourself skipping meals, and walking the long way to work. You would suggest going for walks rather than watching movies like you always did. Jeongin didn’t notice it at first, and much like a puppy-dog was just excited to spend time with you, whether it was on the couch or going for a walk. He did however, notice when your mood had dropped over the last few weeks. At first he connected it to stress at work, and figured you would talk to him if you needed to- that much he trusted you on. But when you never spoke about it, and you never got any happier, he got concerned. 

You were on a walk the first time Jeongin asked. 

“Y/N, are you okay?” 

It had caught you off guard as he had cut himself off to ask you. You had originally talked about his upcoming schedule, but he figured work talk could wait until later. 

“Yeah, I’m good! Why’re you asking?” You lied through your teeth. You weren’t okay, but you couldn’t tell him. He wouldn’t understand. He had hundred of thousands of girl confessing their undying love for him every single day. They praised him like a god, kept telling him he was perfect just the way he was and that he should never change. He could never understand the feeling of not being good enough.

“Just wondering. Maybe my Spidey-senses are off.” He chuckled and continued to swing your hand back and forth as you walked through the park. 

Another week passed before the topic came up again. You were sleeping over at the dorm as they had nothing scheduled for the next morning, however, you found yourself wide awake at two am. You had tried to force your eyes shut for the past three hours, but to no avail. You eventually gave up and made your way to the kitchen, careful not to wake up your boyfriend, who was sleeping soundly next to you. 

You wanted to make yourself a cup of hot tea to maybe soothe you into sleep, but you forgot where they kept the kettle. After looking through about seventy-five percent of the cupboards, you heard footsteps creep up behind you. You turned around and met the face of a might confused and sleepy Lacey. Chan’s girlfriend.

“Hey, sorry. Did I wake you?” You asked in a whisper, her quickly shaking her head. 

“Oh don’t worry! I was looking to make myself some tea. I assume that’s what you’re doing as well?” She spoke, a smile prominent on her lips.

Lacey was one of the sweetest girls you had ever met, which made the situation even more annoying- because god knows you wanted to dislike her. Dislike her for making you doubt yourself, and even worse- making you doubt Jeongin.

“Yeah, but I forgot where they keep the kettle.” You smiled sheepishly. Lacey chuckled and opened one of the cupboards you had already looked through. “I don’t know why they feel the need to hide it, like if they’re getting robbed, I hardly think this will be the first thing they’d steal.” She snickered and pulled the kettle out from the very back. 

Silence overcame you as she filled it with water and plugged it into the wall. The soft sound of silence blended well with the heating water, it eventually coming to a boil. 

“Would you like milk or sugar?” You asked as you prepared two cups, each with a teabag. You had silently assigned each task, as Lacey watched the kettle and you grabbed the tea.

“I actually have it with a teaspoon of honey! You have to try it, it’s so yummy.” She beamed, grabbing the honey that was sat on the counter. You nodded and let her put the honey in each of the cups before pouring in the boiling water. 

After you had cleared away the equipment and the things you had used, you both grabbed your respected cups and headed to the living room, sitting down on the couch before kick-starting another conversation.

“I know we don’t know each other all that well, but maybe it even helps that we’re borderline strangers. Are you alright these days? I’m so sorry if I come off as intrusive, it’s just that the boys have talked about you acting a bit off lately, and they don’t really know how to go about it.” Lacey spoke in her soft voice, a bit of an accent shining though, but you couldn’t place it. 

Her words hit you harder than you had originally anticipated, making tears burn at the brim of your eyes. 

“I don’t know, Lacey.” Your voice broke and you quickly shifted your gaze from her down to your cup of steaming tea. You weren’t okay, and you knew that. You hadn’t been okay for a while. At first, you thought your insecurities had just been an inconvenience, and nothing more. But as time went by, you found it eating you up from the inside. No matter what it was, you always thought about how you looked, especially compared to Jeongin, and how you were scared to talk to him about it. 

So that was exactly what you told Lacey. And before you knew it, you were crying, as was she when she confessed her own insecurities and issues. It ended up with both of you having to put down your cups on the table, because you were both crying and shaking. 

“I know exactly what you’re feeling, babe. Every single day, we have to look at all of those beautiful fans and its only natural for us to compare ourselves! But I do know one thing. Jeongin loves you just as much as you love him, maybe even more. And yes those fans are beautiful- but as are you. So talk to him, maybe he’ll understand.” Lacey finally spoke after you both had controlled your breathing.

You gave her a hug, and decided it was better to do it now, despite the fact that it was almost four am. If you didn’t do it now, who knows when you’d muster up the courage to do it.

Sneaking back into his room, you closed the door carefully behind you, then made your way over to the bed. Sitting down on the edge you carefully shook his body. “Babe, Jeongin? I need to talk to you.” 

He quickly stirred awake, confused and tired. “What’s going on? Y/N, are you okay?” He suddenly came to it, scared for your wellbeing. 

“Actually, I’m not, and that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I know you asked me a few times last week if I was doing okay, and I lied. I haven’t been doing good for a while. It was like everything hit me all at once, and I don’t know what to say. It’s no secret I’m bigger than you, and that’s never bothered me until recently. I keep seeing all of your beautiful fans, and I keep thinking ‘wow, he has a lot of options. I wonder how long it’ll take before he find someone prettier and better than me. I feel like just a detail in your picture, you know?” You were crying again at this point, and Jeongin looked at you with all the sorrow in the world as he held your hand and listened to you. 

He would never have guessed that was why you had been upset. You always carried yourself with such grace and confidence, it made him swoon. 

“Y/N, baby. Why didn’t you tell me earlier? You know something like that will never happen. Sure, we have pretty fans, but they are nothing compared to you. You are my everything, and even though you are the most breathtaking person I have ever seen, it’s not that that made me fall in love with you. It’s your inside beauty. Your inside beauty shines through your whole self, making you stand out. Not like the flower-crown in a boy’s hair, or the diamonds around a woman’s neck. You are stunning, and so much more than just a detail, you are the picture. You are the view. You can easily be compared to a sunset, or the starry sky a late night, but you are so much more than that too. Both outside and inside beauty like yours is so much rarer than that. You are the northern lights people travel long and far to see. You Y/N, you are unique in the best possible way.” 

You were sobbing, to say the least. Jeongin had even shed a few tears, heartbroken that his baby was hurting. He then quickly pulled you into a hug, holding you tight as you both cried, no longer sad tears, but happy ones.

You couldn’t believe how insanely lucky you were to have someone like him in your life, and that you could call him yours.

“I love you.”

I really hope you like it! 

Feel free to request more!!

-bentley

[angel-fire]

you get me so high

summary: bucky has had enough of your attitude towards him.

warnings: nsfw in general, sorta enemies to lovers, dirty talk, light choking, bucky being a tease. don’t read if you're under 18.

A/N: OKAY... im sorry if this isn't as good as y'all wanted it to be fksldskd idk i wrote the majority of this in a horny daze. pls be nice i am sensitive it’s my first time posting a pic and the first time i’ve written smut. also the title of from the song by the neighbourhood. 

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“You’re such a fucking dick sometimes, Barnes,” you snap, arms crossing over your chest in indignation as you stare him down. “I told you I would do it. Multiple times, actually.”

“What the fuck is your problem? You were taking too long to get the door open, so I did it myself. Not my fault you couldn’t do it on your own.” Bucky scoffs, rolling his eyes at your little temper tantrum. You’d just come back from a mission, which would have been simple in theory, if not for Bucky fucking Barnes, who’d slammed through the steel door with the force of his own body, rendering you practically useless in the meantime. Humiliating you.

You’d barged into his room after settling in back at the compound, intending on giving him shit for it because he always fucking does this. Undermines you, makes you doubt your place on the team, fucks with your feelings when he knows damn well how your body reacts to him when he stands too close to you. Bucky Barnes knows the effect he has on you, and it frustrates you to no end.

“Couldn’t do it on my own? That’s rich, coming from the guy who couldn’t wait two goddamn seconds before-“

Bucky takes two strides towards you, backing you up until the backs of your knees hit the end of his bed. Heat licks up your spine as you meet his darkening gaze, tense frustration set in his jaw.

“Before what? Huh? Before I saved the hostages, before I saved you and everyone else in that building? You could be a little more grateful, you know.” He says lowly, face drawing dangerously close to yours. You seethe, wanting to prove him wrong, to fight back, even if you know deep down that he’s right.

And yet, you hate the fact that he always has the upper hand. Always an advantage over you.

You jab a finger into his chest, hoping he doesn’t see the way your body ignites with him so close. “You fucking asshole, is that how little you think of me? You know damn well why I’m mad!” Your eyes burn with unshed tears of frustration, with both him and yourself.

“Are you done?” He grabs your hand and wrenches you closer, eyes narrowing in annoyance as his breath fans across your face. You try to hide the way your eyelids flutter in response. “Because I’m not. Maybe you should get that stick out of your ass and stop being so damn sensitive about shit you can’t change.”

Your jaw clenches, free hand balling into a tight fist at your side. Bucky’s eyes flick down to watch the movement, his lips quirking up in amusement. “Angry, are we? You’re so small, what are you gonna do? Hurt me?”

“Fuck you, James.”

Bucky’s eyes darken, and he’s on you before you can say anything else, pushing you flat on your back onto the bed behind you. Your breath leaves you in a huff at the sudden movement and you barely have time to even attempt to sit up before he straddles you, deftly pinning your wrists above your head as he stares down at you challengingly.

“You’re such a fucking brat, getting all angry at me to hide the fact that you want me as much as I want you,” he says, calmly despite the way he’s handling you. He kisses you, roughly, his tongue tangling with yours the second you sigh into his mouth.

He pulls back abruptly, pupils blown and lips kiss-bitten. He smirks. “See? Just admit it, you were wet for me way before that goddamn mission even happened.”

“Fuck you,” you repeat, refusing to let him think he’s won despite the fact that you feel arousal curling in your veins with each passing second, only heightened by the low timbre of his voice.

“Fuck me, huh?” He murmurs into your ear, pulling back to take in the sight of you. “Yeah, fuck me alright,” he growls, grasping the fabric of your dress and tearing it clean down the middle. The sound of the cotton ripping makes you jump, each inch of skin being exposed to the cold air making you shiver with anticipation as his darkened eyes take in your bare skin before landing on your panties, fabric soaked through with desire.

“Look at you, just fuckin’ dripping for me. Wanna fucking ruin you,” he practically moans, one hand swiftly pulling his own jeans off, his cock finally springing free. You feel the weight of it directly on your pubic bone, an airy moan forcing its way out of your lungs, muffled by his mouth as he swoops down to capture your lips with his.

“C’mon, open up those pretty legs for me,” he murmurs against your mouth, coaxing his tongue through your teeth, the warm flesh of his hand sliding along the skin of your inner thigh. Your legs begin to part of their own volition, exposing the most intimate part of you to his hungry eyes as he tilts his head down to look at you, causing you to let loose a shaky breath as you watch him take you in.

“Mm, yeah, that’s it. Wider.” He commands, and you comply immediately, legs spreading into a near split. The slight pain from the stretch of your legs is nothing compared to the pressure of the head of Bucky’s cock sliding through your folds over your panties, drawing keening sighs from you and low growls from him.

“Bucky, please,” you whine, tilting your hips up in an effort to have him where you want him, but he only chuckles.

“Want me inside, don’t you? Now, why would I do that?” He taunts, metal hand wrapping around the delicate skin of your throat and applying slight pressure. “Believe me, I want nothing more than to have my cock buried deep in you until you can’t even fucking walk, but it looks like you need to be taught a lesson.”

“N-No, I’m-“ your voice cuts off with a sharp moan as he thrusts his cock against you hard, bumping your aching clit in the process as you start to beg. “I’m sorry, I’ll be good! Please just fuck me.”

Your pleading whimpers make Bucky’s hips falter against you, and he releases his left hand at your throat to reposition itself back at where your wrists are straining against the powerful hold of his right hand.

“I know you’ll be good, baby,” he coos, emphasizing his words further with the slow drag of his cock against your soaked through panties.   “And you will be. Later, when I have you in every way I’ve been wishing to since I first fucking saw you, and now, when you’re gonna get me off without doing a goddamn thing. Isn’t that right?”

He continues rolling his hips against yours, making your breath stutter and your chest heave.

His eyes zero in on the movement of your torso, unable to help himself as he leans down to swirl his tongue around your nipple, moaning in delight as he tastes you. You’re so aroused you can’t even speak, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of his cock pistoning between your thighs.

“Shit, sweetheart, you’ve got me so-“ he’s pounding against you now, head hitting your clit with every thrust and the length of him sliding through your folds as your underwear becomes completely useless as a barrier between you. “-so fucking close. Gonna make me cum, aren’t you?”

Your breath hitches as you watch him, mesmerized by the way his eyes fall shut as his brows pull together and his thrusts grow sloppier, less calculated and more frenzied, the way his own breath stutters with every slam of his hips in the cradle of yours three more times before-

“Fuck!” He shouts, absolutely drilling against you now as he growls through his release, right hand traveling down to shove your panties aside just before his seed drips out of him, onto your clit. Your hips jerk up at the direct contact, the tip of his weeping cock resting on your clit for a few more seconds before he shifts it away from you, resting in the crevice between your pussy and your thigh.

Bucky sighs contentedly, peering down at you with a gleam in his eyes. You’re too wired to speak, nerves spiking and heart racing from not having orgasmed yet and watching him take his pleasure from you.

“God, you’re fucking perfect. Always have been,” he chuckles, leaning down once more to kiss you deeply, wicked tongue curling around yours and breaking away only to travel down the length of your throat. “You did so well, baby.” He sucks a bruise into the delicate skin, growling before sliding his body down your own, lips mapping out every inch of skin he can and drawing sweet sighs from you before he stops at your navel.

“Please…” you whisper, unable to take his unrelenting teasing anymore. Bucky looks up at you then, and your breath catches at the sight of his face so close to where you desperately want him, the lustful expression on his face likely reflecting the one you’re sure is on yours.

“Shh, baby, don’t worry, I’ve got you,” he murmurs. Slowly and without breaking eye contact, his hands grasp the sides of your ruined panties and slide them down your legs, tossing them over his shoulder. His large hands make contact with your thighs, curving around to the back of your knees before roughly yanking them up and over his shoulders. Lightning courses through your veins at the action, heat continuing to pool between your legs where Bucky now resides.

Ducking his head down, you barely catch the words he hums between your thighs before your head drops back in white-hot pleasure.

“Your turn.”

[spideycurls]

SCHOOL SHAMBLES ! PETER P

requested via anon: peter parker accidentally rests his hand on your thigh at a school dance and doesn’t realize but it turns reader on and he still doesn’t realize but reader is kinda loving it and then SMUT AT SCHOOL and peter is so like innocent and confused but then he gets into it AH

warnings: uh smut but duh. idk language but also duh. also, in turn of me not responding to the request earlier, im turning this into a oneshot. i'll be doing this with a jake g request i got as well bc i feel really bad for not responding to these earlier.

word count: 1k+ i think

paring: peter parker x reader PETER IS AGED UP IN THIS! 18+ PETER!

god, how you even ended up here, you didn't know. it all started when peter decided it would be fun to basically feel up your thigh with his hand. the act was supposed to be innocent enough but it's not your fault that thigh grabbing is a huge fucking turn-on.

poor peter had no clue what he was doing to you. you were both sitting on the seats (bleachers ig) near the food table, watching your friends have the time of their lives. brad (cause he ain't a dick in this) and mj were dancing like a bunch of lunatics while ned and betty were just standing next to eachother, giggling and whispering into eachothers ears.

neither you, nor peter, were very big on dancing so you both opted on watching while have a conversation amongst yourselves. however, that conversation was long forgotten when you heard peter take in a sharp intake of air.

"what?"

"are you, uh, a-are you w-wet?" he whispered out the last word like it was forbidden to ever say it. you simply stared at him shocked,

"h-how--?"

"enhanced senses, n/n."

you glanced down at your shoes shyly, a blush coating your cheeks, and murmured, "well, y-yeah, i guess"

"w-why." the way peter said it got you abnormally nervous. he made it sound like a bad thing but the way he was gripping your thigh slightly tighter contradicted his words.

"uhm, that for starters." you gestured down to his hand that had slipped under the hem of your dress and was subconsciously inching closer to the lace of your panties.

"oh, is it okay that im doing t-this?" his thumb rubbed a small circle your inner thighs, less than an inch away from where you needed him most. you let out a small whimper when his index finger ghosted over your panties,

"yeah, be-better than okay." and with that, peter moved your panties to the side, his index finger rubbing soft circles over your clit.

a sly smirk took its place on peters lips when he heard the whine that left yours. he increased the pressure on your clit, his thumb moving so he could tease your pussy. you were thanking your mother for the dress that she had chosen for you. it comfortably covered up to your knees but had a slit going up your right leg (thank god for that slit).

peter ducked his head down to subtly nip at your neck, his breathing slowly picking up as well. you huffed when he retracted his hand teasingly,

"nope, nah, we're not having this." you grabbed other hand, forcing the one in your dress to slip out, and pulled peter up with you. you guided him out of the gym and down the empty hallway, the soft patter of your footsteps being the only thing that could be heard.

"where're we going." peter asked when you guided him up the stares and took a sharp turn into the drama storage room.

"somewhere where we won't have a bunch of sweaty teenagers ruining our fun."

peters eyes looked like they were about to fall out of his head, funny considering he had just had his hand up your dress in a gym full of people. you locked the door behind you both and cornered peter up against the door.

the storage room was dimly lit, seeing as theres only one light in the middle of the room that looked as if it needed to be replaced soon. the whimper peter let out when you gently squeezed him through his nice jeans was almost porn quality (but better because it was peter and he's, well, peter). it's funny how quickly you can make him drop the cocky act when all you have to do is give him the slightest touch.

peters hands flew to your waist when you leant in to nip and suck at his neck, pulling every noise possible out of him.

"j-jeez, babe. you're so-- fuck!" he was cut off the you dipped you hand under his jeans and boxers and swiped your thumb over the head of his cock. a smirk fell on your lips when peters head fell back against the door and he thrusted his hips into your hand.

"please, babe. please, i-i need you."

"how do you need me pete?" you asked softly and you watched as he shivered from the feeling of your warm breath on his neck.

"your pussy. need your pussy. please."

"okay, baby. whatever you need."

peter was quick to curl his hand around your back and pull down the zipper of your dress. you swiftly unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans and boxers. his cock was harder than ever at the sight of you in your nice, purple lace. your bra was nothing too special, a simple white cotton sports bra but to peter you were the stars that lit up his night sky.

his mouth dropped open when you slowly, in a teasing manner, pulled down your panties, leaving your wet cunt out for him to see perfectly. you looked around the room in search for a surface to fuck of (because even though he has his super strength, you don't want to risk an accidental drop and a broken hip). your eyes landed on a small table that held dozens of craft supplies and with quickly skipped over to it and in a swipe, everything was on the floor.

"y/n!"

"well, do you wanna fuck me or not?" you asked, hopping onto the table, pulling peter in by the collar of his shirt. he dug through the inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out a condom, making you raise a brow.

"did you seriously bring that with you?"

peter smiled sheepishly, "i, uh, figured we were gonna so something either way when we got back to your place."

you were so busy laughing at the blush on your boyfriends cheeks that you didn't notice he had already slip on the condom, nudging you legs apart with his knee.

"you ready?"

"mhm." you were gripping his jacket tightly, face buried in his shoulder trying to muffle your noises as he slowly started to fuck into you after giving you time to adjust.

peter started to pick up the pace drawing beautiful whines and whimpers out of your mouth. peters hand slipped down from your waist to rub at your clit, adding to the amazing feeling of him fucking into you at a relentless pace.

"f-fuck, pete. you're so good. so good." a delicious moan left peters mouth at the praise

hmm, might have to explore that later.

"m' getting close, babe." he whimpered and you nodded, cupping his cheeks and smashing your mouths together in an utterly filthy kiss.

his pace picked up (faster than you thought possible) and you let out a filthy moan in peters mouth as your orgasm crashed into you unannounced. at the feeling of you clenching around him impossibly tight, peter threw his head back and gave you a few more sloppy thrusts before cumming in the condom.

your heavy breaths filled the air as you tried to catch your breath. peter rubbed at your hips soothingly as he gave you a couple soft kisses to your forehead.

"fuck, i love you."

"mm, i love you too." you whispered back, still trying to catch your breath. after a few moments of silence, peters breathy chuckle filled the air.

"now we have to figure out how to get rid of this without being caught." he motioned down to his cock and you had to blink a couple times to be able to see the condom.

"hmm? oh yeah, that's cool." you whispered and peter stocked your hair softly before pulling out of you, looking around for a bin.

"shit, n/n? wheres the closest bin?"

"uhm, near the gym i think."

"shit."

[numba99]

I’m In Control

Summary: you decide its time you take a lil control in the bedroom Word count: 1.9k it felt a lot longer writing it but okay

Warnings: smut, restraints, honestly pure filth. Also I didn’t proof read im sorry please ignore typos

You sat in you bed, watching your boyfriend, Tyler, play some sports video game. Why he spent his life stressing about sports games, just to come home stressing about fake sports games you never quite understood. But he liked it, so you kept that point yourself. Usually you didn’t really attention, either scrolling through your phone or watching something on your laptop, but today you couldn't keep your eyes off Tyler.

Maybe it was his hair that had hit the perfect level of messy curls, or maybe it was the way he was licking his lip in deep concentration, but something about him today was making him more irresistible than usual. As you watched, a thought you had been playing around with for the past few weeks popped into your mind.

When you and Tyler were in bed, Tyler always took control. It wasn’t really a super aggressive thing by any means, but he liked being in charge. Even when you were on top, it was always him calling the shots. And you didn't mind that, you thought it was sexy how he got more dominant in bed and made everything about you. God knows he was the best sexual partner you’ve ever had, so you couldn’t really complain.

But still, there was a part of you that wanted a taste of being in charge. The thought of bossing him around a little was appealing to you more than you ever thought it would. You weren’t sure if he would be into it, and you were kinda nervous to bring it up. But today, with him looking the way he did, you just needed to say something.

“Hey Tyler,” you said, setting your phone down on the nightstand.

“Yeah babe?” he replied, eyes still glued to the TV.

“I wanna try something,” you replied, trying to formulate the best way to put it.

“What?” 

Might as well be straightforward. “I wanna fuck you.”

That got his attention. He nearly dropped the controller, fumbling to pause the game to look at you. “You wanna what?”

His eyes on you brought a blush to your cheek, suddenly making you feel much more shy. The bit of nerve you built up quickly dissipating. Oh well, you couldn’t  back down now. “I wanna fuck you.”

“As in...”

“As in I want to take charge,” you finished his sentence.

A devilish grin spread across his face, “Alright yeah. That sounds fun.”

“Really?” you asked, expecting at least some sort of push back.

“Why not? Sounds kinda hot if you ask me,” Tyler replied.

“Alright,” you replied, “Get on the bed then.”

Tyler raised a brow at you, “Right now?”

“I mean unless you have something better to do,” you nodded to the video game that was still paused. Tyler quickly shut it off, lying down on the bed next to you.

“Now what master?”

You rolled your eyes, playfully slapping his chest, “Okay you don’t need to call me that. Just give me a minute.” You hopped up, heading for your closet. This idea you had could potentially be too far, but fuck it why not. You walked to the back corner of the room, where you kept your little stash of sex toys. You dug through the pile, finally finding what you wanted.

“Handcuffs?” Tyler noted as you emerged, swinging the set around your finger. 

“Yeah, you use ‘em on me all the time. I figure it’s my turn to have some fun with them,” you replied nonchalantly. You didn’t want to freak him out and have him think you were gonna go overboard or anything. Of course, if he said no you wouldn't use them, but you really really wanted to. 

“Damn, I kinda like this side of you babe,” Tyler smirked. You couldn't help but beam a little bit. This was working out just as you had hoped.

“Shirt off,” you instructed as you made your way over to him. Tyler complied without hesitation, smiling like an idiot the whole time. You had a feeling he may not be smiling in a little bit.

You took Tyler’s wrists in your hands, pulling them above his head and cuffing them to the bed frame. He wiggled a little, confirming they were locked in place. There was something about him shirtless and constrained, looking up for more that really got you going. And by looks of the tent slowly growing his sweats, he was enjoying it too.

You ran your hands down his body, feeling the curve of his muscles on your fingertips. You’d seen his body countless times, but something about it like this... all laid out for you... it was unbelievably hot. You didn't want to waste any time, stripping off all your clothes except your underwear. He didn’t take his eyes off you - well specifically your boobs - as you slid on top of him, straddling his hips. The handcuffs clinked as Tyler tried to reach forward, as if he already forget he was tied up.

“Can't touch me,” you noted with a small smirk, rocking lightly over his length. Usually when you did this, Tyler would grab your hips and push you down harder on him. Now his only option was lifting his hips up higher, desperately trying to get more friction. You tsked, holding him down. “I don’t think so.”

Tyler let out a little groan, but didn’t protest much beyond that. You stayed like that for awhile, rocking gently against him. It was working you up as much it was working him up. You pressed your lips to his to stifle your own moans, you didn’t wanna show you were so close to losing your composure.

Eventually you couldn’t wait any longer, needing to quell the fire that was burning in your lower stomach. You quickly rid yourself of your underwear, going for Tyler’s next, but then you had an idea. He was going to have to wait a little longer to get off, but there wasn’t anything he could do about that.

“Fuck baby you look so-”

“I didn’t say you could speak,” you cut him off, inching up his body.

“Fiesty,” he smirked. You bit back a smile, letting that comment slide.

“You wanna taste me Tyler?” you asked, running your hand along his face. Your pussy was just inches from his mouth and you could feel breath hitting you. The  warm air on your aching core sending a shiver down your spine. Tyler nodded furiously, the handcuffs clanking against the bedpost.

“I wanna her you say it,” you told him, running your finger down his lips.

“I wanna taste you baby, please,” Tyler replied, sounding strained. You were finally getting to him. He listened, so you rewarded him by lowering yourself onto his lips. 

You didn’t even try to hide the moan that came out of you when you felt his mouth on you. He dove his tongue right into you, wanting desperately to taste you. His lips moved against your sensitive core, making it hard to focus. You gripped the bedpost, afraid you would topple over if you didn’t stabilize yourself.

The sounds coming out of Tyler was near pornographic. His tongue had found your clit now, working furiously over the sensitive spot. God it just felt so fucking good you could barely stand it. Maybe it was the power of being in charge going to your head, but you swore he never ate you out like this, which was saying something because the man was skilled with his mouth.

It wasn’t long before he was able to push you over the edge, cumming all over his lips. He took every last second you gave him to lap up all of your wetness. Tyler let out a groan when you finally pulled away, but you were too busy trying to keep your shaking thighs steady. They couldn’t give out now, you still had more to do.

“I think it’s time we take care of this,” you said, lightly tapping on his cock, which was straining against his boxers. You pulled them down his muscular legs, his length springing up. He looked painfully hard, pre cum leaking out of him. You just wanted to take him right then and there, but you wanted to tease him just a little more.

You positioned yourself above him, his tip just inches from your entrance. You could feel Tyler’s hips bucking up, desperately wanting to be inside you. You lifted yourself up, not letting him get what you want.

“Use your words,” you reminded him.

“Please y/n,” Tyler whined, pulling against the cuffs. You know all he want was to breakout, flip you over and take you how he wanted. But not tonight.

“You’re gonna have to do better than that Tyler,” you replied calmly.

“God please baby, I need you to fuck me, please,” He begged. Alright, you weren’t heartless, you'd give it to him. You lowered yourself slowly onto him, Tyler letting out a guttural hiss when he finally felt you around him. You savored every inch, feeling him stretch you out as got further down his length. 

You kept it slow for awhile, loving the frustrated groans that escaped Tyler’s lips. Now he knew how it felt when he teased you all slow like this. It was the best possible revenge you could image. 

“Fuck baby please fuck me faster,” Tyler said desperately. As much as you wanted to drag things out a little longer, you were already needy to get off again. So, you obliged, resting your hands on his chest to balance yourself on him so you could move faster. Tyler was licking his lips watching your tits bounce as you rode him.

You felt yourself getting closer, and you weren't sure how much longer you could keep this up. You tilted back, your hands finding his thighs and gripping them tightly. Your head lolled to the side, this knew angle hitting a sweet spot inside you. 

“It feels so fucking good,” you moaned, your nails digging into his skin. He was gonna be scratched up, but he was used to that.

“I’m so close ba- fuck,” Tyler gasped. He was right there, you could feel it.

“Cum for me, come on I wanna feel it,” you demanded, rocking your hips as quickly as you could. The words barely left your mouth and Tyler came undone. A slew of curses left his mouth as he came, highlighted by the clinking of the cuffs. The feeling of him cumming inside you was more than you could bare, setting you over the edge with him.

You slowed down, enjoying the last few moments of bliss as you both finished. The second you were off him it hit you how tired your body was, falling to the bed beside him. It gave it you a new found respect for Tyler doing this all the time.

“Babe that was so fucking hot,” Tyler said, still somewhat breathless. You smiled, brushing away the curls stuck to the sweat on his forehead. 

“You really liked it? I did okay?” you asked, though you felt like you already knew the answer.

“It was amazing,” Tyler confirmed, “Gonna need you to do that more often.” You blushed a little, surprised by his enthusiasm, but also more than happy to do that again.

“Glad you liked it,” you smirked, before giving a quick peck.

“Just one more thing,” Tyler said when you pulled away.

 “Yeah?”

Tyler wiggled his arms, “Unlock me so I can give you the big hug you deserve.” 

[oikawa13]

love in the time of köttbullar

Shouyou sets the bowl on the tiny table with a flourish and an itadakimasu! and this is when it hits Atsumu harder than a Skurup to the temple:He wants this. Shouyou, hip cocked against the miniature kitchen countertop, smiling shyly up at Atsumu through the amber fan of his lashes, beautiful god-boy-man somehow glowing gold even under the buzzy LED lighting. Though they’re standing in a 430,000 square foot warehouse in Tsurumachi, Atsumu’s looking at Shouyou, and he’s home.

Amid the Flärdfull and the Smörboll, Miya Atsumu falls a little more in love.

words: 3,378 | rating: T

i’ve never been inside an ikea so this fic quite literally changed me as a person. sometimes loving a person is as scary as saying that first i love you!!!! and sometimes... love is easy as saying i love you at an ikea ; ;

LAUNCHING MERRILY DOWN THE PATH OF SIN (THE FIRST TIME)

"Bokuto said I should bring you home. But I don’t know where you live. So I took you here.”

“To hell?”

"No, Atsumu-san. To my apartment."

words: 1,990 | rating T

i wake up in the middle of the night thinking about this fic and then go on ao3 to reread it again its just so fdjgfhdjf good. i think about this shoyo a lot. theres something!!!! very dreamy going on here. this is the first part to a series btw, you can read them all if you want since theyre probably all around 1k :-)

lord i no longer believe in anything but the way he holds my name between his teeth

The miracle of the rabbit on the moon.

“We took this photo at their seventh birthday party. His father baked a cake. But someone ate all the jellybeans off the top before they could even sing the birthday song. That’s why Atsumu cried. He used to cry a lot. It stopped when the twins found out about volleyball, but before that Atsumu would cry over everything. Spilled milk. A skinned knee. The neighbor’s dog. He was the twin that was scared of paper straws. It's funny how things have changed.

“He looks happier now. Did you do that?”

words: 10,456 | rating: T

so, this goes just a liiiiitle past 10k so its up to you if you want to read it or not, i just thought i’d include it since its so! close! lol theres this part!!!!! they are holding hands underneath the table!!!!!!!!! atsumu are you drunk?!!! no!!!!! hes just so stupidly in love with shoyo. i cant stand them!!!!!!!!!!!

wait for it, wait for it

The notifications are up at 100+ again and Hana wants to check it quickly to make sure nothing's wrong, especially because she'd just cleared them before the media scrum. The fans, she figured, must be overjoyed with the win.Congratulations MSBY Nation!!! the first reply reads. #myspiker #atsuhinaBoth tags, she finds, are currently trending in Japan.

Five times #atsuhina trended on volleyball Twitter and one time it should have (but luckily didn't), as told by the MSBY Black Jackals' junior publicist

words: 6,043 | rating: T

this fic is SOOOOO much fun!!!!!! also i love hana, idk if i ever mentioned that before but yeah. this is like... hdjkdhgjfd so much ; ; <3

south of an early summer

Warmth, then, was being wanted back. Two weeks later, Atsumu holds that warmth in by Shouyou’s waist; he watches it, how it sleeps, and wonders what the heat will become next.

words: 2,602 | rating T | tw: atsumu being atsumu about (past) kg/hn for a split second

IF i wasnt an absolute fool and gave you all these recommendations to pick and choose from id just send you this and the walking emoji bc honestly!!!!!!!!! i may not know what the heck romantic means but i see this and maybe it is romantic! maybe its not the average romantic idk?!!!! but i do know theres something beautiful here. love ?? ; ;

truths in two’s

Shouyou leaves for Brazil in two hours.

words: 8,300 | rating: T

LDR.... but like, in probably one of the easiest 2 breathe/good feeling fic for ldr!!!! idk im a baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ten reasons to break up with me: a love letter

1. It has to be you, ‘cause I won’t.

words: 4,197 | rating: T

pls....... i cant even THINK about this fic without crying okay!!!!!!!! insane. fuckign!!!! i love it so much, so much. it lives in my heart. this is the fic where i was like... i dont believe in love. yes i do. no<3 YES!!!!!!!! and cried and paced my room and finally FINALLY!!!!!! stopped feeling so hurt about hinata leaving for brazil again lmao!! like, i cant explain. this sounds crazy right???? anyway, i think... atsuhina can love each other so much it hurts when theyre apart but their love is so.... i mean......... they literally waited years to play together... so......... their love keeps them going..... GOODBYE!!!! i love listening to fka twigs cellophane & home with you and just..... being insane. 

just can’t help myself

Five times Hinata takes care of Atsumu, and one time Atsumu returns the favor.

words: 5,025 | rating: T

*think about atshn taking care of each other* *cries*

blue crush

And there’s a promise there, sewn into the easy curve of his lips: I’m not going anywhere, Atsumu-san. Glittering eyes that cut through the rain-blurry dark like a beacon when Shouyou turns back to look up at him. Even if you fuck up all of our dates.

Murphy’s Law as demonstrated by Miya Atsumu.

words: 2,297 | rating: T

atsumu trying very hard to have things perfect and romantic and even in the failures its still very lovely<3

If I’m Icarus, You Must be the Sun (Allow me Three Mistakes)

He wonders if Icarus felt like nothing was wrong with self-destructing, because he had reveled in the sun, if only for a little while.

Atsumu finds, loving Hinata is the same.

Atsumu's love over the years, and the mistakes that accompany it.

words: 4,620 | rating: T

i am...very weak to the whole icarus/sun thing with hinata and his ships. this one though......... i think about it A lot.

in your eyes, i see our future

“Yer’ a real sweetheart, Hinata Shouyou.”

Shouyou smiles brilliantly. “Only for you~”

He scoots over so Shouyou can sit next to him. He can smell the pineapple body wash Shouyou is so fond of the moment he sits down. Shouyou passes the tray over carefully before settling against the headboard comfortably.

“What’s the occasion?"

(Or, Atsumu just really wants to marry Shouyou.)

words: 9,769 | rating: T

fhdsjjkjfdsj goes crazy stupid over marriage!!!!! listen... i do not believe in marriage!!!!! but for atsuhina, oh you bet i do!!!! :-)

breathing a hello

There’s no significance to them ending up here except that both of their lives are held in the sway of volleyball. Everything else comes second.That’s the crux of it, really.

words: 2,826 | rating: T

gjhfsjkfd shhhhhhhhh. my heart is very soft when i think of them here, please..... just!!!! pls.

if you’re out there in the cold, i’ll cover you in moonlight

My [23M] best friend and ex-boyfriend [23M] is visiting me for a week, and my current boyfriend [24M] who agreed to all of this is suddenly withdrawing from me. Can I get some advice? Please? Anyone?

words: 8335 | rating: T | chapters: 3 | tw: past kg/hn 😳

this one is optional since you wanted one shots and theres 3 chapters here. my idea of romantic is...well, i especially love when one of them is acting hurtful/mean/difficult to the other bc their own personal issues but the other loves them anyway??? and then they work on that issue!!! just!!!!! ; ;

Love in the Time of Insomnia

And anyway Hinata was sprinting out faithfully after Atsumu, who had keys to the gym like a badass, and who was going to give his spikers a few more tosses after-hours without Meian knowing like the greatest, most generous badass the Jackals had ever seen. 

words: 2,457 | rating: G

running four kilometers just so atsumu can rest. this is what romantic means!!!! hdkshjfhdj

ode to what you’d have been

5 times it’s Kageyama’s fault and the 1 time Hinata realizes it has never been.

words: 3,628 | rating: G

loving someone including their flaws PART 2!!!!!! ok.... u might be like... um... this is romantic? hfdkhjfd LISTEN!!!! to me!!! there is nothing more romantic than being in love with someone and the ugly parts of them. going, i love you, all of you. and communication!!! and understanding!!! and feeling terrible and shitty and horrible but having the one you love accept you. and trying to help ease your mind, worries. *sobs real hard* also shout out 2 ‘okaaayy.... i hate sakusa now’

a shrine for a  boy

Despite his uncertainty about how to tell Atsumu of his move to São Paulo, Hinata takes action. Things do not go according to plan.

words: 2,447 | rating: G

hinatas time 2 be romantic and fail but its ok bc!!!!!!!!!! :-) they are just dummies in love<3

the greatest distance between you and longing is defeat

(In other words: Atsumu, let go. I’m here now.)

words: 3,310 | rating: G

um... *cries* post break up.... o_o!!!! god they really thought they could????? lmao!!!!!!

the tear in this (our gentle language)

“I’m going back to Brazil.”

He isn’t asking for permission. This isn’t a consultation. Hinata Shouyou informs his boyfriend at their after-practice practice. Miya Atsumu has a volleyball in each arm, trying to pick up a third. It drops and rolls away from him. The thud resounding in an empty gymnasium.

Shouyou had tried to envision Atsumu’s reaction many times. He never expected to be met with silence.

Alternatively: an exploration of Hinata Shouyou’s return to Brazil

words: 7,204 | rating: M

ldr CAN be romantic ok!!!!!!!! it takes a lot of communication, time, and love ; ;

evening sun

Atsumu looks at Shouyou and thinks, I want to know every inch of you.

words: 1,502 rating: M

[femme-is-my-gender]

Lesbian ask game 5, with a twist 1-50 👀

OK BABE YOU CAN'T FOOL ME but you're cute and ily so

(I know you sent this like 5 days ago but this was a lot to answer and I wanted to get them all right because HAPPY 6 MONTHS BABE IF WE CANT GO ON A TRIP THEN THIS WHOLE DAMN MONTH IS OUR 6MO CELEBRATION 💕)

1. Their hair is fucking gorgeous I love the texture and its teal (I did the dye and cut!!!)

2. Their eyes are beautiful mid tone brown i love seeing the way the sun reflects off them 💕

3. Their age? Either a wise elder stuck in a teenagers mind stuck in an adults body or did you mean like in dog years?

4. We met on an app 🤷‍♀️ love finds you when you're not looking

5. S is very ticklish I don't even have to touch just wiggle my fingers in their direction and they fall over giggling

6. Their favorite song??? Idk if they have a #1 fave but their fav band is Mickey Darling

7. Their fave movie is avengers we watched it the other night at a drive in:)

8. Their fave book... idk babes a dork Harry Potter probably :P

9. Their fave TV show is She-ra honorable mentions for Avatar and My Hero

10. Their celebrity crush is........... me 😎

11. Babe wants a cat but allergies make that a uh problem (still trying to convince s to get a naked cat we will see how successful I am!!!)

12. There are SO MANY songs that make me think of them heres a whole Playlist but #1 is smother me and I'll follow you into the dark

13. Does s play sports.. well. Do you count the bedroom?

14. My favorite things about their body.. their dimples! Their hands! Their smile and the way their eyes crinkle when they do, the sound of a big belly laugh, their soft tummy and thighs to lay on, their butt is pretty cute too idk

15. My favorite personality traits! Don't get me started! The way they can uphold their boundaries firmly but not unkindly. The way they will get rude if needed to get someone to listen, the way they listen so intently when I talk about the Deep Stuff and the way they listen to my suggestions on the bad days even when they don't want to do what I suggest. The way they look at a new leaf unfurling on one of our house plants and the way they will talk and sing to my bird, the way they care so deeply for their loved ones and would do anything for them, the way they hold me almost every night bc its easier for me to fall asleep since I work early even though their work day ends right before I have to sleep. The way they rub my head and my back when I can't sleep and the way they absent mindedly rub their thumb on my hand or say I love you for the millionth time or do the arm jerk robot arm dance when they're excited or nervous and so many more i gotta go lay down....

16. Their style is emo boy/tacky 80s dad and I love it!

17. Our first date we went to a little vegan restaurant/bar then to an emo night at a bar! The bar double booked though so we didn't get the emo night we anticipated but thats okay!

18. A tiny detail they don't know I notice... idk I say most things I'm thinking outloud so if I notice something i say it lol no secrets here

19. Their talents! They are good at viddy James and they are good at cooking especially seasoning and just throwing random things into a meal, they are good at planning down to details, also the talents don't stop in the bedroom I'm just sayin

20. A tiny poem about S

Ways I say I love you that aren't outloud

Making sure you drink water

Scooting closer

Making you laugh

Asking how's your day been

Tracing my fingers on your skin

Giving us a clean place to spend our time

Encouraging you to try something new

Opening the blinds

Being your cheerleader

Baby you're my sunshine

You shine so bright and even on the cloudy days you're what warms my soul.

I love you.

Have you had any water today?

21. Do they have a tumblr? Yeah! Baby come off anon lol

22. What makes them laugh? Well any goofy noise or silly song i make up usually will get them, they're pretty ticklish so that works too also memes and cat videos

23. S is a Taurus sun with dominant Aries chart and im a sag sun with dominant Capricorn chart depends which app you ask but I say we are pretty damn compatible

24. Babe has always wanted to travel in general. I know Colorado was a plan for a while, Germany has come up before. I think as long as we are together and near a beach we both would be happy to go anywhere

25. Things that are interesting to baby are heros/magic people, babies, animals, romcoms and anything to do with live music

26. I realized I loved them like on our 2nd date! I was so stressed bc I had just gotten out of a toxic relationship and while I was totally over the romantic connection to that person I was still feeling alot of hurt and trying to recover and I met S while I was slutting it up on tinder and I was Not Ready to be in love again like I WAS but I was so scared of fucking things up between us by committing "too soon" but S was so patient and never pressured me but I could tell they had feelings and so did I but like I was better at hiding them. I love them so much I'm so glad we met.

27. Their favorite food group is comfort food/toddler menu: grilled cheese, nuggs, pizza, also their top fave is fideo

28. Babe hates alot of foods I don't know them all yet but bell peppers, onions, also new foods are scary but they will try something if I make it/want to eat somewhere they've never been which just makes me 🥰

29. Hogwarts house is slytherin!

30. Babes element? Well their chart is fire/earth heavy. I say earth is their element!

31. Something that makes baby angry is people being rude for seemingly no reason also people who don't respect boundaries

32. S is taller than me by like 5 inches i think

34. Idk if they want their name on here so

35. Their aesthetic is like kitchy/goth/boho vibes. Dark vibrant colors, lots of plants, lots of art, skulls, comfortable space with blankets and pillows that's pretty and interesting to look at

36. Well the first thing I bought them was a drink lol but the first proper gift was a stuffed sloth they had wanted for a long time bonus facts I had to snoop on their insta to find a picture of the sloth and zoom in/brighten the picture to read the tag and did some sleuthing online but I found it! His name is theo

37. Baby is def a night owl

38. I brag the most about babe's just general goodness. I tell anyone who will listen how good they make me feel and how they listen and give good advice even when I don't want to follow it, and their top priority is keeping me safe and secure and also they're really fucking hot but I can't say that normally.

39. S has some rings and a necklace they like to wear if they're looking Certified Fresh

40. I'm a vegetarian, babes not

41. Oh fuck idk what their fave school subject is I would have to guess lit/reading??

42. Their clique is skaters/emo/scene lol

43. We have been together 6 months almost exactly!! 😍

44. Describe their laugh. Oh my God, well there's the cute nervous/goofy laugh they do most the time, there's this snort/chortle they do when I'm being extra goofy that I love, and sometimes I get them to do the whole throw head back full belly deep laugh and my heart goes 🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!!!!!!!

45. Nah they don't wear makeup

46. Favorite art medium? Like to do? Painting I think.

47. Babe plucks around on bass and ukulele sometimes and they're a PRO at belly bongos

48. S identifies with cats the most

49. Babe likes the outdoors but it's not their comfort zone so there's resistance when I suggest it but if I insist they end up having a good time. Idk if s would like camping though.

50. This picture is my wallpaper I love them so much and bought this shirt for them!!! (Fun fact I left the store and went home and later decided to go back and get the shirt bc I LOVE them and their tacky 80s dad vibes)

[internetremix]

If you guys could be any non Legendary Pokemon, what would you be and why?

2This one ended up VERY LONG so discussion below the cut:

Kristen: Um. Oh no this is hard. My kneejerk reaction to these is always Mew because Mew is my favorite Pokemon. Smol kickass pink cat, excellent.Phill: Bidoof. Easy. Hands down objectively best PokemonKristen: I'm just imagining Bidoof with a Phill beard now. Amazing. BUT I CANNOT PICK A LEGENDARY POKEMON SO. Uh.  Um. I mean Charizard is super cool and then I could be a big badass dragon but like I CAN'T BE A BIG?? THAT WOULD BE HARD I'd probably be super clumsy and burn shit. ...So I also can't be Fletchling cause then I'm also gonna burn shit on accident. Dragonair is super neat but like THEY LONG I feel like I'd get tangled up. Espeon and Umbreon are cool?? Uh maybe an Espeon?? They seem too cool for me.  I'm bad at this, I haven't played Pokemon in like a million years and I get self conscious every time I pick something cool cause I'm like "no I'd fuck up being cool". Slyveon maybe?? My fiance just said I'd be a Plusle but I don't accept it.

...fuck it Espeon. Espeon is neat but also it cute fuck it live ur dreams to be kinda cool.Atwas: It's okay Kristen. Charizard is only 5'7". But I guess even that would be a massive jump in height. :^)Kristen: ListenAtwas: :^)Kristen: RudeUprising: idk what i would BE, i know my favorite pokemon but thats chepap. my brother said shiny alolan ninetails bc it is pink, white, and has flowy hair so that sounds accurate.Alex: My favorite pokemon is magikarp but i would probably be exploudKristen: And now I'm just imagining Magikarp with Alex's hair.Jojo: ugh. why do you have to ask me this. now I have to get out my list of literally every pokemon... Either Eevee, Dratini, or Chatot. OR RIOLU! riolu is a goodie. I have  a feeling Scott would be a Buneary but that's not my place to say.Kristen: Good choices JoojJojo: /);w;(\Split: Kristens a torchic that never evolves lmaoKristen: NO ...maybe.Jojo: I actually thought about it. I have the perfect pokemon for youKristen: ...alright, hit me.Alex: Ok.

Kristen: OW! Alex why? ;A;Alex: You said hit me.Split: PffffhahahaJojo:  #742, Cutiefly.

Kristen: ...I mean. It is smol and blonde, which I currently am.Split: Yep. It you. Congrats.Kristen: SIGH I mean. It’s very cute.Jojo: By the way I think that’s it’s actual size.Split: LMAOJojo: OH MY GOD IT’S LITERALLY KRISTEN

Kristen: NOSplit: I call being the trainer of this band of misfitsKristen: I’M SMOL BUT NOT THAT SMOL!Jojo: You are that smol.Split: Joj shes like an inch or two shorter than youJojo: NO?? SHE’S LIKEKristen: HA!Jojo: SHH! THAT’S NOT TRUEKristen: IT’S TOTALLY TRUEAlex: "The wild Kristen eats approximately ten times her body weight each day"Split: If only.Jojo: ohmygodkristenI found your other one

Kristen: NOSplit: Joj that ones youKristen: He's right it's smol and blueAlex: yeah that's youJojo:  NO IM A RIOLUSplit: Which one was thatAlex: babby lucarioJojo: That boy

Split: But are you sureJojo: YES THAT'S MEKristen: Why do you get to be the cool oneAlex: i still think dratini is best choice for jojKristen: I agree.Split: Are you baby martial artist or baby huggy bearJojo: I AM STRONG YOU FUCKAlex: huggy bear it isSplit: But do you fightJojo: YESSplit: BullshitJojo:  DUKE UP YOU CHEEKY POPPETSplit: AightKristen: I can't believe Jooj is a huggy bearJojo: NoOooOo IM DRATINISplit: Thats the snake one right? The long blue dragon snake.Alex: 

Jojo: yeSplit: Oh yuh thats also joj. I still think huggy bear but ill settle for dratini.Jojo: even looks like my fursona holy shitSplit: Secrets outJojo: MOTHERFUCKER YOU HUUGGY BEAR. it's not really a secret anymoreSplit: It never wasssssKristen: I can't believe Jojo gets to be a fucking dragon and I'm a tiny fly that eats 10 times its bodyweight. Oh it's bug/fairy. I guess that's interesting.Jojo: hehehefairyAlex: real talk i based it on the math that an average human eats 2.5 kg of cooked food per dayKristen: Huh, interestingSplit: We gave you so many options other than the .4 inch bug thing kristenKristen: ....I mean I can see Cutiefly, Fletching or Torchick tbhJojo: OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS ABSOLUTE UNIT

HIS NAME. IS BUZZSWOLE.Kristen: lmao that looks like a Digimon. Is that real?Walrus: He is real. And he will punch your spirit.Kristen: SOUNDS FAKE BUT OKAlex: you question the might of our lord and savior buzzwoleJojo: no he'll punch everything and then literally use your spirit as a sweat rag! LOOK AT THIS FUCKIN JOJO ASS CHARACTER!Split: It took me a whole 2 seconds to realize you meant the anime and not yourself(edited)Alex: our joj does have bizarre adventures to be fairSplit: You right you rightJojo: :,)Split: I could just hear your soul crackJojo: I'm glad. anyway look at this other kristen pokemon.

Kristen: No, I am drawing the line, no. You can't keep googling "what's the most harmless looking dust mote of a pokemon" and then say IT'S KRISTENJojo: NOO THAT'S NOT TRUE I'll tell you what. if you were a legendary pokemon you'd be Jirachi. that mf is p o w e r f u lKristen: Aw gosh. Wait didn’t we say MG would be edgy jirachi?Alex: her original character a jirachi-darkrai fusionJojo: I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT DARKRAI or a very smol GiratinaKristen: I do not know enough about this pokemon to comment.Alex: Giratina is Pokemon Satan.Kristen: Ah. Okay. Of course. Of course Pokemon Satan is a thing.Alex: 

Kristen: ...Oh it’s MG.Split: I distinctly remember pokemon satan ending up being a good guyJojo: so was darkraiKristen: I can't believe you just spoiled DMP and now I gotta cancel it.Alex: Satan: He's An Alright Guy!Split: P sure darkrai killed kidsKristen: ...it's fine don't worry about itAlex: Movie Darkrai was alright I thought? There are a whole lot of child murderin' pokemon out there to be fair.Split: Oh movie darkrai was futily attempting to stop the collapse of the universeIf i remember rightJojo: he also became attached to a childSplit: Big shrug on that sub plot its been yearsAlex: we have one hundred percent abandoned the original question. welcome to internet remixKristen: Yeeeep. Getting back on topic, I think Split would be Absol or Houndoom.Jojo: OOOOHHH I didn’t even think of AbsolSplit: Nah im the trainer

Alex: but consider: girafarigSplit: What isAlex: mostly i chose it because "aesthetic"

Kristen: PFFFT HAHAHASplit: Nah. Meanwhile, Kristen callin out my favorite pokemon as a kid. Regardless ive already grabbed a hat, tell tale sign of any trainer. Ive started walking the path every 13 year old must walk in their livesKristen: Pretty sure trainers start at 10?Split: Nah i mean im leaving my region for new boundsKristen: So brave. Anyway I’m trying to think of others. I'm trying to think of others. My brain keeps telling me that Alex is Entei. Tol and floofy and can burn things. But that's a legendary.Jojo: oooo I think he had a good pick of  exploud. Buuut I also think he'd be an Ursaring. 

Dawn: For me I tried to think of literally any water pokemon for me but lets be real here

Alex: I mean.Dawn: b0rfJuno: If I could be any nonlegendary mon it would be Golurk1) Giant Robot2) Can fly with rocket boosters3) Causes earthquakesTex: Umm. Hm. Something that was a mix of fire, dragon, and psychic. Like I know u can't get three. But listen.Walrus: w-walrein exists. so i meanJuno: MY TIME HAS COME

Walrus: HAHHhhhhWHEN THE FUCKHUHWHATI FORGOT OR DIDN'T SEE THISHONAtwas:  YO that's so fucking cool! To answer the prompt, I'd probably be a Zoroark.Kristen: Good choices.Scott: Could BE a non-legendary?Jojo: Hold on wait. let me guess: bunearyScott: No, that's what I would want to HAVE. Hm. This is actually tough. Maybe Altaria? It's a flying Pokemon that sings beautiful melodies and has a relatively average speed.I don't know. I'd want to be a Pokemon that was kind and graceful with musical qualities, if at all possible. So yeah, I guess AltariaKristen: I can see that.Juno: Also you're fluffyShyner: Hooooly shit there's a lot of stuff hereI feel bad about adding to this massive wall of content but I'm just putting down for the record that I would definitely be basic bitch eevee. I'll change my form for you, just please love me :,)Kristen: ;A; I LOVE EEVEE JUST THE WAY EEVEE ISJuno: eevee... babey

[lovingseventeenhours]

Hello my guys and gays, im here to bring you a very self indulgent reader insert fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it 💞

I Want It Simple

Pairing: Jihoon // Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: nothing 🌸

You heard the unfamiliar tune to a song you didn’t know being hummed by Jihoon as he sat in your passenger seat. You raised your eyebrow as you turned on your blinker to take him back to the boy’s dorm. “What song is that?” Jihoon smiled, shaking his head. “You don’t know it.”

“Every time you say that I end up knowing the song. Just tell me the name!” You laughed and turned into traffic, lowering the radio a little bit more to try and hear him clearer. He leaned his head on to the seat, closing his eyes. “I’m writing the song right now, you really wouldn’t know it, but I’ll show it to you when I’m done.” You nodded, smiling as you put your car in park, unlocking the doors. “Sounds good hoonie. I’ll be waiting!”

He waved as you pulled out of your parking place, the unfamiliar tune winding its way around your brain, until you started humming it absentmindedly.

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The day he showed you the song, you were sat on the couch in his studio, your head leaning against the wall. “Y/N. Are you ready or not?” He looked over his shoulder, doubt written across his features slightly. You nodded and motioned for him to start the song, knowing he was driving himself crazy by waiting.

As the song filled the speakers in his little studio space, your heart beat sped up. The song was so beautiful it made you lean your head away from the wall. Not in surprise, because Jihoon never wrote a bad song, but just to revel in the fullness of the love you immediately found in the previously foreign melody. “Baby called you my happiness, yeah I just want it simple.”

You didn’t know how long the song was, seeing as you were lost in it, but when it ended you heard Jihoon clear his throat. “So, what did you think? And be honest Y/N. I know when you’re just trying to make me feel better about it.” You took a moment to collect your thoughts before replying. “Is the song finished? Like was this the final product?” He shook his head.

“I wanted it to be a unit song, this is just a dem-“ you cut him off with your hand, and he raised his eyebrow at you. “Make it a solo. It’s perfect just like this.” He rolled his eyes while smiling slightly. “Weirdo.” You could see the slight pink tint on his ears, and you felt your chest tighten slightly.

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As you turned into your typical parking spot, you saw Jihoon and Minghao run from the door of the dorm and across the wide stretch of grass, getting drenched in the rain simultaneously. As they climbed into your car, panting and dripping, you grabbed your phone and changed the song, a familiar tune filling your car gently. Jihoon’s head shot in your direction, a small smile playing on his lips. “Is this my song?”

You smiled back, nodding. “Of course. You sent it to me babe, I had to put it on my playlist.” You heard Minghao giggling, mostly to himself, and you glanced in the rear view mirror, meeting his eyes.

He smiled before moving his eyes to where Jihoon sat, so you followed and saw him with a wild smile gracing his face, a slight blush on his cheeks, until he saw you looking at him. “Hey. Watch the road!” He moved his hand to redirect your attention, and you laughed slightly, putting the car in drive and taking them to their destination.

As you pulled up to the curb, Jihoon opened his door quickly, murmuring his thanks before closing the door behind him. You watched him go, slightly confused because he was never that short with you, but let it go as you heard Minghao laugh again as he opened his door to follow.

“That was cute, you playing his song. Do you like it a lot?” You furrowed your eyebrows and smiled slightly. “Well yeah. I like all of the songs that Jihoon writes.” Minghao smiled warmly at you. “Good. He really values your opinion.” With that, he got out of the car and ran to catch up with Jihoon, which earned him a smack on the arm and a stern look.

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Over the next few weeks, as you and Jihoon hung out, he would play the song, giving you little glimpses of what the stage would look like if he ever decided to perform the song live.

You smiled as you watched him walk across your living room, singing so loudly the neighbors could probably hear. You laughed as he turned to you and reached out his hand in your direction, urging you to sing the chorus for him.

“Happiness is only a word, it’s just a dream that everyone wants, but that doesn’t make sense. I don’t even want to believe that. Yeah I just want it simple.”

His eyes lit up as you continued the song, your chest tightening again as the blush creeped onto his cheeks.

“Everything that makes me breathe, I want it to be simple. Until it goes far, far away, until I can’t see. I call you babe.”

You see him mouth the next line as you sang it loudly. “Baby called you my happiness.” You tried to fight back the butterflies that threatened to fill your stomach, reasoning that he mouthed those specific words with you because it’s his song and he needed to get the timing down.

You weren’t sure why you were even feeling the threat of an onslaught of strange thoughts and feelings. Jihoon was your best friend, you didn’t have feelings for him. Right??

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You were caught off guard one night when you heard rapid knocking on your door. You weren’t expecting anyone, so you crept over as quietly as you could to look out your peephole.

You saw Jihoon in a face mask and hat looking down at his feet, hand raised to knock again, but you interrupted him and opened the door, suddenly hyper aware of the ratty pajamas you had on, a clear sign that you weren’t ready to have company.

As you opened the door, you felt a smile unconsciously creep onto your face, at the same time his eyes creased slightly, a clear sign that he was also smiling. “Can I come in?” You nodded and moved backwards, making room for him to come into your apartment.

He hurried into your small living room, shedding some of his layers of protection from the outside world, and smiled at you for real this time. He pointed to your couch, and you nodded, grabbing the blanket from the back of it and handing it to him as he sat down.

“What’re you do-“ he shook his head at you, and you stopped, waiting instead for him to continue. When he finally cleared his throat, you sat on the arm of the couch and waited patiently for him to start talking. “So. The song.”

You nodded. “Simple. It’s a very nice song.” He hummed under his breath, and you could faintly make out the chorus before he stopped himself and continued talking. “You sing it a lot.” You nodded again, and he leaned forward on his elbows facing you. “Can I tell you something Y/N?”

You nodded a third time, feeling like you would become a bobble head waiting for him to spill whatever he had brewing in his mind. “When you sing the chorus to that song it does something to my heart.” You tilted your head, confused as to what he meant, and he rolled his eyes, smiling slightly.

“You’re dense, I forgot. When you sing that part my heart beats faster. You sing it at me and all I can imagine is when you drop me off at the dorm, or the store and you call me babe.” Your heart started beating fast as he moved closer to where you were sitting, and even faster as he gently cradled your hand in his, as if he were afraid it would break.

“When you call me babe I want to be the only one you call that, cause baby, you make me happy, and I can only hope I make you happy too.” He looked up into your eyes, his own full of hope, his soul vulnerable to you, and you could only grip his hand tighter than you thought possible.

You closed your eyes to try and fight off the small rush of emotion that was attempting to make tears flow down your cheeks, and you felt Jihoon try to withdraw his hand. “Don’t let go of my hand Jihoon. Not when you drop this on me.” You tried to sound stern, but your voice was shaky. He laughed.

“I was only trying to move your hair. There’s so much of it.” You opened your eyes to look at his face, inches from yours. “You’re being serious? No jokes?” He shook his head. “No way.” You smiled as you let one tear grace your face. “Well, in that case, I guess I’ll call you babe more often.”

He smiled at you in a way that you had sworn you hadn’t seen before, and in that moment you knew the happiness he was attempting to portray in his song, and you realized how you too just wanted it simple. Turns out, simplicity had a name. Lee Jihoon.

[idonthaveanyurlideas]

Who skipped Days 2 and 3 of Beau Week??? ME BUT IM HERE FOR DAY 4 AND ITS HURT/COMFORT TIME BABY AKA MY LIFEBLOOD 

So have Beau getting stuck in a rockslide in a mineshaft and Fjord trying to get her out of it

Anyway so here’s the fic on AO3

And it will also be below:

Beau hissed in pain, wincing at the pressure of what felt like a hundred tonnes of rock pressing down on her side and leg. When she’d realised she was about to get caught in a rockslide — triggered by a trap or some hidden earthquake or just a stroke of extremely bad luck — she’d thrown herself to the side to try and avoid the brunt of it.

She was still alive, so she’d succeeded at that at least. But she hadn’t managed to dodge all of it, a few massive pieces of debris pinning her left leg to the ground and cutting into her torso with unfortunately jagged edges. She was nearly certain she’d blacked out for least a few seconds, opening her eyes to the dust still settling, stinging pain rocketing through her body at every moment.

Her night vision goggles had been knocked out of their place over her eyes, and when she tried to adjust them there was a spiderweb of cracks along the glass. Easily fixable with a mending cantrip, but Jester wasn’t here. Through the goggles she could still see vaguely in the dark, but everything was fractured and murky.

But most importantly, she was alone. The Nein had split up to explore the mineshaft, looking for some random ass mineral that some asshole needed for who the hell knows what. Normally Beau would care, but right now, there were more important things for her to worry about. They’d split up into three groups. Caleb, Yasha and Caduceus, Jester and Nott, and Beau and Fjord.

“Fjord!?” Beau’s voice came out croaky, dust drying out her throat and making her cough. She cleared her throat, before calling out again. “Fjord!”

For a few seconds there was nothing but silence, and in those few seconds, a million possibilities ran through Beau’s head. Fjord was unconscious. Fjord was fighting something. Fjord had been kidnapped. Fjord was dead. Fjord had abandoned her. Fjord had left her behind.

Each possibility filled her with more dread, but none of them came to pass, as those few terrible moments of silence ended with a hacking coughing sound, followed by a colourful series of curses that could’ve only been picked up as a sailor on the ocean.

“-fuck. Beau? Beau, was that you?” Fjord sounded more pissed than anything, his voice coming from somewhere nearby, but she couldn’t see him through her ruined goggles.

“Yeah-” She grimaced, every tiny movement feeling like it could be the one that would cause the rubble to shift, to finish her off for good. “Dude, where are you?”

“Hold on-” There was the sound of rocks scraping on the ground, and Fjord grunting, followed by dull thuds that sent vibrations echoing through the ground. “Are you hurt?”

Beau looked dimly down at the half of her body that was stuck beneath rubble. She couldn’t see any blood, but she could feel it, the warmth seeping along her skin and into her clothes beneath the rock. “Yup. So much for dodging.”

There was a light chuckle, and Beau heard heavy footsteps echoing in the cavern, and then a sharp intake of breath.

“Holy shit, Beau.” All of a sudden she could see Fjord in the darkness, his face looking like it was split in half by the cracks in her goggles, a mismatched look of concern that he wasn’t even trying to hide.

Beau laughed mirthlessly, because what the fuck else was she supposed to do? “That bad, huh?”

Fjord crouched down next to her, placing his hands on the boulder that was digging into her side. Beau could see him looked up and around at the other rocks, judging to see which ones he could remove or try to remove without making the rest come tumbling down.

Beau just laid there on her side, breathing heavily and trying not to intake too much dust. The coppery scent of blood mixed with the musty, stale air of the mineshaft. She could see one of Fjord’s legs looked torn open, his pants ripped and blood slowly seeping out of it.

“You got off easy.” She murmured. “Lucky bastard.”

“Hey, I Misty Stepped my way out of there in a panic and still got caught by a couple rocks. I’m amazed you’re not completely buried.” Fjord had a half-smile on his face, and he stood up, running his hands along the rocks on top of the ones burying Beau. “Some of these are pretty loose, but I don’t know if I can lift the big one by myself. Yasha or Jester maybe…”

Beau’s heart clenched at the thought of being left alone in a stupid tunnel, in the dark, with broken glasses and buried by rocks. Besides, at this point in time they didn’t even know where the others were. They were supposed to meet up back at the entrance in an hour, so unless Jester sent them a message for no particular reason, they were on their own.

She hugged one arm over her chest, the other tucked underneath her head to try and give it something to rest on. “Can’t you try? If you lift it up a bit, I can wriggle out.”

Fjord hummed to himself, his hands on his hips. “I don’t know. If I hadn’t used my Misty Step we wouldn’t have a problem but-” She could feel him scowling, running his hands through his hair. “I shoulda grabbed you.”

“Yeah, waste a second trying to find me and soon enough you’re pinned right along with me.” Beau drawled, her head feeling light. “Just-just get these rocks off of me.”

Fjord didn’t respond to that, just stepped a little closer, tossing a few smaller, loose rocks over his shoulder. After getting rid of all the smaller ones he paused, carefully appraising the scenario before slowly trying to move one of the bigger ones. Beau laid there silently, her body stiff and tense, just waiting for one wrong move, one tiny shift that would disrupt everything and send more rocks tumbling down on top of them both.

As time went on, she could feel herself getting more and more light-headed. The walls felt like they were slowly creeping ever closer towards her, her vision through her goggles so fractured and blurry it was giving her a headache, and she just pulled them off, laying them down in front of her.

It felt like the rocks were digging even further into her side, scratching against her ribs and hip, cracking down on her leg. She was certain her left one was broken, and she wouldn’t be surprised if her right was as well.

Her fingers were twitching, as if her body was rebelling against being pinned down for so long. Beau never liked sitting still, much less lying still, and with every passing minute (had it even been minutes? How long had it been?) she grew more restless, and with restlessness came unease, and with unease was the beginnings of panic.

“Fjord-” Her voice was small, and she had to cough after speaking, dust feeling like it was lining every square inch of her mouth. “Fjord, are you nearly there?”

“Not quite.” Fjord huffed, and she heard him sit down in front of her, leaning against some of the boulders. She could only vaguely make him out in the darkness, but she could hear him breathing, feel his presence close by. She wasn’t alone. She wasn’t alone.

“You alright, Beau?”

“I’m fine.” Beau snapped, instantly regretting it. She inhaled sharply, feeling like it made the entire cavern spin around her, and coughed, covering her hand with her mouth. Stubbornly pretending like it hadn’t happened, she cleared her throat and continued speaking, trying to inject the confidence that was usually so easy to stuff into her voice. “I just wanna know what’s taking you so long.”

“I’m going as fast as I can.” Fjord’s voice was low. “I’ll get you out of there, don’t worry.”

Beau closed her eyes shut, trying to ignore the pounding in her head and the dull throbbing of pain from her chest down. Coughs forced their way into her throat, and when they passed she could taste blood on her lips. Only a bit, but any at all was a bad sign.

Her breath began to pick up, a droning sound beginning to ring in her ears, when she suddenly felt two hands enclose around one of hers. Her first instinct was to pull away as harshly as she could, but the grip was tight.

“Hey, Beau-” Fjord’s voice was insistent and laced with surprise. “Beau, talk to me-”

Fjord was there. Fjord was there. She knew he was there but a part of her felt like he wasn’t. It was just her and she was all alone and buried under rocks and manacles on her wrists and a coldhearted guard telling her that she’d stay in that cell (dark and cold and no window and no space to move at all) until they felt she’d learned her lesson-

“Beau!” Fjord’s voice cut through her quickly spiralling thoughts, one of his hands still holding hers tight and the other pressed on her shaking shoulder. “Just breathe. Come on, breathe-fuck I don’t know how long you’re supposed to breathe for-”

He sounded more than a little panicked himself, unsure of exactly what to say as he tried to get her to breathe at a normal speed. But he kept talking, and that alone gave her something to hold on to, something to anchor herself too.

“Hey, hey there you go.” Fjord breathed a sigh of relief, his grip loosening just a bit. “Better?”

“I-I’m sorry.” Beau breathed out.

“Don’t be sorry. I’ve been there.” Fjord sounded genuine, truly genuine and not the fake-genuine he’d put on for people they were trying to befriend, con or intimidate. Or all three. “Didn’t have you pegged as the type to be claustrophobic, though.”

“I’m not.” Beau said quickly, a part of her wanting to wriggle her hand out of Fjord’s but the rest of her refusing, wanting to hold on to the contact for as long as she could.  “I can deal with small spaces.”

“Alright then.”

“I can’t move, that’s what getting me.” Beau realised too late that Fjord hadn’t actually asked for an elaboration, but now that she’d started, she couldn’t stop. “I can’t move, and I’m hurt, and useless, and it’s dark, and there’s no one here.”

“I’m here.” Fjord squeezed her hand and Beau bit the inside of her cheek, breathing in deeply.

“Yeah. You’re here.”

There was a short silence, which was broken by Fjord removing his hand from Beau’s shoulder. He shuffled back a little, still holding her hand but moving his other somewhere in front of him. Beau felt a tingle of energy run up her spine before there was a bright flash of light, so unexpectedly bright in the darkness it forced her to close her eyes.

When she opened again she could see Fjord’s falchion, smelling of salt water and fresh sea breeze, lightly illuminating the cavern. She could see Fjord’s face properly now, a slightly satisfied smile on his face, very light sheen of sweat on his brow.

“There. You’ve got some light now.” He said. “That help?”

It did, actually. Beau felt a knot of panic slowly unravel inside her. There were still many other knots of panic, but one less than there had been. She nodded, and Fjord’s smile widened a little.

“Good. Now, I’ve got to get back to getting you out of here.” He squeezed her hand one more time before gently letting go of it, standing up and surveying the rocks again.

But now Beau could follow what he was doing, the dim light of the falchion more than enough to let her see the immediate area, as Fjord wedged the blade underneath one of the rocks, using it as leverage to tip it over into a position where Fjord could properly pick it up.

“So, want to talk about anything?” Fjord asked, as he began to repeat the process with another rock. He wasn’t even close to touching the ones directly on top of Beau, instead trying to removes the ones on top of the ones on top of those ones.

Beau blinked. “What? Why?”

Fjord shrugged, squinting before jamming his falchion in-between another two boulders. “Pass the time. What do you think the others are doing?”

Beau considered just ignoring the question. In the wake of her panic everything seemed a little more blurry around the edges, a little less sharp. Or perhaps it was the blood loss. Either way, she felt like a nap. But Fjord had said the question, and now it was mulling around in her head, demanding to be answered.

“Jester’s probably made another shrine to the Traveler. Or she and Nott have blown something up.” Beau muttered, before an idea occurred to her and she gasped. “Maybe they’re the ones who caused the rockslide!”

“If they are, I’m gonna guilt them like there’s no tomorrow.” Fjord grinned almost gleefully, before he hesitated for a moment. “Not Jester, actually. Nott, though. I’ll never let Nott forget it.”

Beau snickered. “Caleb and Yasha and Cad are probably doing nothing exciting. I bet they found the… the thingy we were getting already. Maybe they’re waiting back at the entrance.”

“Or maybe they found a portal to another plane again. Or they’d come across a bunch of mineshaft people and are having tea with them.” Fjord said.

“I don’t think I’d even be surprised if they were.”

“Neither would I. Our lives are a goddamn mystery.” Fjord chuckled, hefting another boulder and dropping it on the ground.

Beau could feel the weight on her getting ever so slightly lighter, or at least it felt that way. The ground beneath her didn’t feel quite so hard anymore, Fjord’s voice fuzzy, taking a few seconds for her to understand them.

She could see Fjord glance down at her, a frown flitting across his face for a few moments. “Hey, Beau, keep talking to me. You’ve always got something to say about something.”

“Hey, fuck you. You just want to keep me awake.”

“Yeah, awake and not passing out from blood loss. Work with me here.” Fjord deadpanned. “Tell me what made you mad last if you like.”

Beau hummed. “I-I don’t know. I don’t think I’ve been mad at anything today.”

“Interesting.” Fjord was nodding along, trying to pull off boulders perhaps a little more quickly than before. Beau let her free hand drift to the edge of the boulder pinning her, coming away with smeared blood on her fingers. “So what have you been feeling today?”

“I don’t know. I feel lots of things. I’m not mad all the time, you know. That makes me mad actually, that you think that. Fuck you.” She raised her voice a little, frowning when she heard Fjord snicker.

“I don’t think that, trust me. But it’s easier to talk when you’ve got something to vent about. I’m sorry if you thought I think that.”

“Right, good.” Beau coughed, instinctively trying to curl in on herself but only managing to send a fresh wave of pain through her, stars and shapes swirling in her already murky vision. “Ow-ow, that hurts.”

“I’m working on it, Beau. Keep talking.” Fjord’s voice was a little quick.

“Okay. I’m glad you’re here, Fjord. Do you think we would’ve been friends? If we met when we were little kids?” Beau tilted her head up towards Fjord, who glanced down at her with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m pretty sure I was nearly a teenager by the time you were a toddler.”

“Yeah, but like, if you weren’t. If we were both kids around the same time, and lived in the same town, do you think we would’ve been friends?” Beau’s voice sounded oddly distant to herself, almost detached from her body.

“I don’t know.” Fjord sighed lightly. “It would’ve been nice if we were.”

“I didn’t have any friends when I was a kid.” Beau let her head drop to it’s side, staring out into the darkness of the mineshaft. “I thought a couple of them were my friends, but then they ratted me out to the guards and got me thrown in jail so I don’t think they were.”

“I know what that feels like.” Fjord muttered, and Beau continued, trying to keep her eyes open so she could keep talking.

“I was in jail and they thought I was just a punk kid so they put me in with a couple big dudes to try and scare me. I pretended I wasn’t but I was, really. A little. But I was stupid so I tried to pick a fight to show I was tough, but they actually took me up on it. So then the guards had to take me out of that cell before I got killed.” She was rambling, the words falling out of her like water down a waterfall. “They put me in this other cell, way in the back of the jail.”

“Alone?”

“Yeah. I was alone, and there was no window, and the walls were all rough and scratchy, and it was so small I barely fit. It might’ve been a supply closet or something, actually. Or designed for halflings, not humans. There’s a lot of halflings in Kamordah, did you know that?”

“Huh, that’s interesting.” Fjord grunted, pulling off another boulder.

“They kept me in there for the whole night. And it was so small I couldn’t move at all, and I was just stuck there, in the dark, and it felt like forever.” Beau paused. “I thought I forgot about that night.”

“That sucks. How old were you?”

“I don’t remember…” Beau coughed weakly. “Fjord, why are you so slow?”

Fjord didn’t answer, just jammed his falchion in between two more boulders and heaving. “Well, actually, I think I’m really close, so why don’t you stop being critical of the guy saving your ass.”

Beau chuckled, her eyes slipping halfway shut. “You’re so slow I’m going to fall asleep.”

“Hey!” Fjord’s sudden shout cut through the haze for a moment. “Don’t fall asleep, alright? Feel free to criticise me all you want, but don’t fall asleep.”

A part of her was half-inclined to take him up on that, to go on about all the tiny little things that didn’t mean anything in the long run. But instead, she just sighed, distantly looking down at her shaking hand. “Nah, you’re cool. You’re really cool, you know? I don’t think I tell you that enough.”

“You could stand to tell me it more.”

“I’m bad at compliments. I’m really bad at them but you’re cool and you tried to help me do compliments and apologies and all that.”

“You’re not so bad yourself, Beau. You sell yourself short, you know that?” Fjord stepped over her quickly to push away some rocks behind her, and Beau tried to follow him with her head, managing to hold it up for only a few moments before it fell back down to where it had been.

“Really?”

“Yeah. You’re abrasive and a bit of an asshole, but I don’t think you’re as bad as you think you are. Not anymore, anyways.”

Huh. It wasn’t a glowing recommendation or run-through of all the good things she’d done in her entire life, but somehow just a simple “you’re not as bad as you think you are” stirred something inside. She was getting better. She was improving. She was learning. That was nice to know.

“I’m good at like… being a first mate and stuff?” She tried looking over at Fjord again, but could only see the light of the falchion reflecting off the boulders, hearing him grunt again as he pushed something away.

He huffed, exhaling slowly before answering. “You’re an excellent first mate. You were while we were out at sea, and you’re still one now. It’s good to know you’re there.”

Beau felt herself smile lightly, and felt Fjord push something close by. The shifting of rocks made it press down on her more for just a second, and she winced, groaning in pain.

“Sorry, Beau, but I’m gonna try to roll off the big one on you now. It might hurt a lot more before it starts hurting less.” Fjord sounded like he was grimacing himself, and Beau tried to steady her breathing, beating back the fuzziness in her mind to try and stay away.

“Yup. Cool. Just do it.” She was ready to get out of there, so she could get away and get healed and maybe have a nap.

Fjord counted down from three before, using his falchion as leverage, began to push the massive boulder that was digging into her side away. Beau buried her face in her arm, muffling the cries of pain that she didn’t manage to bite down before they escaped. For a few moments the pain flared up, her entire body shaking.

For a second she though she’d passed out entirely, but eventually the moment faded, and all of a sudden she could feel her hips move again, her body shifting to the side. Fjord quickly removed a few more boulders that were pinning her legs and then she was free.

Fjord pulled her away from the boulders by her arms, breathing heavily and sitting down, holding her up in a half-sitting position.

“Hey, you alright?” He asked, rummaging through his pack and producing a small vial. “Drink this.”

“You had a healing potion this whole time?” Beau gaped, though she accepted the vial. After drinking it, she still felt in pain, but at least she wasn’t going to pass out in the next few seconds. “You bastard.”

“Wanted to wait until you were out. Figured it wouldn’t do much good healing you if the boulder was still sticking in your wounds.” Fjord was breathing heavily, but Beau couldn’t imagine that she’d have been that much better at lifting a bunch of heavy rocks. “If you’d passed out or something, I probably would’ve given it to you anyway.”

“Wow, I feel so much better.” Beau rolled her eyes theatrically, before testing out her legs. Her left one was, as suspected, completely and totally fucked. Her right one was alright though. Or at least it was okay enough that she couldn’t feel any pain from it over the far worse injuries she had.

“I take back everything I said before. You’re ungrateful and I’d’ve been better off leaving you to rot.” Fjord deadpanned, holding the expression for only a moment before breaking into a joking grin. “I’m kidding, I swear. I wouldn’t do that to you.”

“You better not or I’ll become a ghost and haunt you forever.” Beau sneered, while Fjord rummaged through his bag of holding again until he pulled out some bandages, wrapping them tightly around Beau’s torso and stomach where the sharp rock had left ugly gashes in her side, before using the remainder on her broken leg.

“You wouldn’t.”

“I would, and you’d deserve it.”

Fjord snickered and didn’t deny it, finishing up the last of the bandages and summoning his falchion again, holding it up, looking up and down the mineshaft. “It doesn’t look like the way back is blocked. You up to walk?”

“Well, I’m not letting you carry me, so yes.” Beau grumbled, and Fjord shrugged his shoulders, gently holding a hand on Beau’s shoulder to help prevent her from falling down onto her back while he stood up, before then helping Beau to her feet.

“There’s no shame in being carried when injured, you know.” Fjord said dryly.

“Yes there is.” Beau shot back as Fjord helped her to her feet. “Also, everything we talked about? Didn’t happen. At all. You breathe a word of it to anyone else and I will-”

“Don’t worry, you don’t need to threaten me.” Fjord chuckled, looping an arm under Beau’s armpits and then letting herself arrange herself as she saw fit, being careful to put as little weight on her bad side as possible. “I know how to keep a secret.”

“Good.” Beau leaned heavily on Fjord as they began to walk, biting back a wince with every step. “Thanks, Fjord.”

“Hey, you’d do the same for me.” Fjord held his falchion out in front of him with his free hand, Beau’s broken night vision goggles hanging off his wrist, the falchion giving off light in front of them, for Beau’s benefit more than his. “When we get back to the others we can say you pushed me out of the way very heroically.”

Beau laughed at that. “What, is me pushing you out of the way less shameful than you Misty Stepping without taking me with you?”

“Maybe.” Fjord shot a smug grin at her. “Are you going to tell them the truth?”

Beau scoffed. “Nah. It’ll make me feel a bit better too.”

[sasukebarmitzvah]

watching every naruto opening and discussing my opinions because im bored liveblog

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took me a little while to warm up to it idk why maybe because its not as up tempo and its a shonen and i want to get hype but i love it now. love the part where the camera pans around team 7 fighting randos they are babies… also its so funny when sasuke holds out his hand to naruto to help him out of the lake and he jsut fist bumps him. gay boy

Haruka fucking kanata baby!!!!!!!! a fav. like we all know this. i listen to the song just regularly a lot and every time it comes on shuffle im like Oh my god its haruka kanata. read the english translation of the lyrics… sns

this one got stuck in my head for a while lol. i like seeing everyone babie and i like naruto shaking his head at the end to dry off like a dog

DDMnanannaddnnaaaaa naaaaaaaaa nda aaWE ARE FIGHTING DEAMERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OOLI OLI OLIOOOOoohh!!!!! very fun very good also a very good time in the show, hello tsunade

**edgy shonen opening where theres something important in front of a chain link fence**

lol skipping 6-9 bc thats the huge chunk of filler which i didnt actually watch most of

shippuden

heros come back is SO GOOD absolutely one of my favs. banger first of all. i love how its actually choreographed and naruto sakura kakashi are like moving to the beat and i love the part where the animation is like pencil sketchy and theyre running and their bodies warp bro its just cool. the part where everyone dramatically reaches for gaara is fun, also love deidaras moment. anyway i shake my ass to this song eveyrday

distance oh god oh fuck. YOU ARE MY FRIEND!!! the sasuke and naruto stuff where they are little baby at the beginning at the end we return to the same place theyre there and like about to stab each other i’m going to scream. i lvoe the song of course. hello sai! i love team 7s little spotlight moments where they get to pose to the music its so cute. why is sasuke snake jesus? DO you remember that long lost DREAM!!!!!!!!!!

BLUE BIRD YA BANGER ok the whole symbolism. when naruto falling next to sasuke rising is positioned like yin and yang lol. when naruto is falling from the sky but then sasuke comes to mind and he springs into action lol. ok random people from the fillers i dont care about. naruto fell in the lake he picks up the bird feather interspersed with a couple shots of sasuke horgh. additional reading: paper bag by fiona apple

closer is one of the ones where im like eh its ok its not my favorite and then it gets to the chorus and my dumb ass is jsut screaming YOU KNOW THE CLOSER YOU GET TO SMETHING THE TOUGHTER IT IS TO REACHIT. the funniest part where narutos moping and thinking of sasuke and then he just perks up and smiles at the camera like. gay boy. like getting to see the asuma fight scenes in this op, also it was so funny seeing him get all the screentime in this op knowing hes about to die like yeah very subtle

SHA LA LA!!!! LOVE IT i love it i love it soooo much first of all banger second of all naruto looking into the water and his reflection is sasuke. lollllll. metaphor m-e-t-a-p-h-o-r the little prechorus bit in the middle gives me chills. love sasuke walking into the purple pool like a smug motherfucker thats my boy. at the end zooming into sasukes pupil zoom out it’s narutos eye oh the poetry..

signs another one of the ones where im like eh whatever its fine but not my fav but by the chorus i am standing on the table freaking out. like fuck jiraiya but this one got me a lil. the lighting and choreography of the sasuke itachi fight bit is sooooo nice and pretty, love getting to see all the new players in the story. baby ame orphans fading to the shot of yahiko as pain.. :(

this one literally makes me cry. i get chills what the fuck. definitely one of my favs. am i a bitch? maybe. i like the song by itself but like the way the rise/general shape of the melody flows with the visuals its like oh god oh fuck. again fuck jiraiya but like the role his character serves as a link between these disparate groups of people and the way thats used in this opening… how it starts and ends with him writing and this is the arc where naruto reads tales of a gutsy ninja and he learns about how he got his name and jiraiya wrote the book and hes WRITING and im going CRAZY!! i’m starting to tear up watching it rn. the shot of konan and the pains in that moment just before they leap forward. Sayonaaaaaaara aa lksasldfkwpoeifjhnuerIELFeuiertekdjsnlfweiourbg kakashis moment is cool in this op. also love to see the girls getting fight scenes in this op cus they sure dont in the actual show LOL anyway yeah im at the part where the melodys just hitting sooo different oh my god naruto frog eyes

DIVERRRRRRR. FAV literally like naruto is drowning. hes drowning and everyone is pushing him up so he can breathe again everyone is fighting to save him and thnen he s ouf ot the water and then he sees sasuke drowning and he JUMPS BACK IN. FOR ONE PERSON EVEN THOUGH ALL THESE OTHER PEOLE were working to help him out he dives back in for SASUKE whos drowning in the eyehole of obitos mask which is cool. ok yeah this is another one where im like tearing up because THe cymbal is em….. the way The movement of the visuals is choreographed with the song is so much. nico TOUCHED the fucking walls.

this one kinda annoys me i dont know why it just wasnt my favorite. love the sasuke and naruto staring at each other intensely moment though, would this be a shippuden opening without that. also the part at the end where sakura holds up her kunai and it like slashes and covers sasuke and naruto… inch resting…

newsongs so weird i love it. like what the hell is going on. why is naruto running like hes from some weird gmod video from 2013. love the LITERAL choreography, everyone dancing to the song like this is a musical. theres just a lot of weird moments which is fun. love sai naruto and sakura making the seal together to shoot lightning. raikage leaping gracefully across the beach

i do not enjoy this one. i just dont. it just feels like we’re bootlicking which of course we are because this is the war arc and everything is a nightmare

i remember seeing the first episode with this opening and i was excited bc its like… great another naruto pining for sasuke one this is what im here for. a light banger. minato manlet monday. ohh right this was the one where gaara sees his dad again and his OH I SEE SASUKEE

Banger! nico did indeed touch the walls again. i like that this one is like visually thematically consistent thru the whole thing, i like the nighttime dimly lit atmosphere with the bursts of brighter colorful lighting, also whenever i see tsunade i freak out. narutos cute at the end

SUCH A BANGER!!! also very cool visual style, appreciate it for that like the last one, its got that pretty consistent aesthetic with the red sky and the high contrast black blocking its fun and cool to watch. did i mention the song is a bit of a banger. obito passing thru the rock is cool too bad hes an idiot

ok from this one there were two lines i remember always seeing in the english sub that made me freak out. and one of them was like “this red hot love burning my heart” and it was over kakashi and obito fighting like damn OK. also the “i put the candle out with my finger” thing sticks in my head idk why. hate that we have the narutos big meaty claws i mean manly hands moment though. omg its hashirama and madara and then it CUTS TO SASUKE AND NARUTO IN THE SAME POSE LOL OK…

SILHOUETTE IS a banger… not as much so as some of the others but its a lot of fun. very colorful op, we got some naruto pining for sasuke, classic. also love the thing where ppl are running and they age as they do and they sort of grow into their present selves, a fun visual bit. the end where narutos like obito be nice now look at all these people behind me who think youre a meanie please be nice :(((((((((

another one with a really good visual principle ugh i love how the style of the show is integrated w the styles of more traditional printmaking its very swexy and nice to look at

LINE uugrgh i love this one, maybe a fav… naruto chasing after the light and sasuke trying so hard to snuff it out as they both reflect on their memories of each other oh god oh fuck… also i love the bits where it just has all the characters in a row like it reminds me of that one post about how in the endgame trailer they had a shot of all the female characters together to be like Girl power!! and someone was like yeah thats them showing u exactly how many women theyre going to disrespect LMAO but yeah i do love this op. also the song itself being slower w/ the triplet tempo is a nice change of pace

blood circulator hee hee… the version of this with naruto and sasuke moments is A Lot but even just the generic first version is fun. the part where narutos like knocked on his face hes sinking into the tar and hes not even trying to save himself hes just staring at sasuke, but then he sees sasuke distressed and he goes bijuu mode immediately like What did u say about my mans? there is some homoeroticism

i really hate everything about this i hate it all. sasuke is cute. thats it. ok first of all why did choji cut his hair his long hair look was so gooooooood. hinata bimboification? i mean if anything it was fun to watch these fillers just cus it was fun to watch kakashi be the hokage but really goofy and also the Crumbs tossed to the kakairus… but yeah i hate everything temari got bimbofied too like ugh please let her be a dyke :( this isnt even me talking necessarily about the opening this is me just being like i hate the naruto ending. LOL SASUKE AND NARUTOS NO HOMO BRO HIGH FIVE AT THE END LOLLLLL

ok im done

[ahgazens]

DANGEROUS DRINK

Summery: You've always been shy and quite not much of a party goer but one day your friends convinced you enough to attend a girls night out involving clubs skimpy dresses and Very dangerous drinks.

Warnings: rough sex, hair pulling ,man handling ,choking ,semi public sex,fingering,oral sex (m) receiving.

Genre: Smuttttttttt / fluffy / angst if you squint super hard.

Word count :2683

Y/n that party was so wicked last night, it would have been even cooler if you'd get the hell out sometimes. Your friend Tina says while going on all about some gross college frat boy infested party where girls literally wear nothing and the boys have no since of control over their hormones its pathetic and nothing you'd ever attend. "Oh yeah sure, having my face half sucked off by some pubescent manchild is exciting." you say while finishing up the dishes since it was Tuesday and Tuesdays where your days of chores. "Omg whatever y/n you know you need to get laid i'm honestly surprised your not a virgin how the hell did  you lose your v card anyways?" she says walking towards the fridge to get a drink. Your breath hitches as you pat your cheeks glaring at her "Honestly that's none of your business!, and besides it happen to be a long time ago so just let it go." Fine whatever you say y/n but Kayla invited me out to girls night I told her i'd ask you just to make her happy but I know our answer already . She says her shoulders slumped and headed towards the couch. You honestly didn't mind going out its just what kind of event it was and who might be around is what made you uncertain. "Fine okay ?? I'll go to whatever this is ! but if you try that shit you pulled last time with those 2 french guys i'm never hanging out with you every again !" you say turning around drying the dishes and smirking at your friends crazy victory antics.

Y/n there is not way i'm letting you go to the club in a Plaid long sleeve button up and bell bottom jeans with a DEAN hat have you lost your damn mind??? Hey I agreed going not going and wearing something that's going to have my ass hanging out for everyone to see! Now are you read to go or not? For fuck sakes y/n throw this on PLEASE for the love of god! Tina says flinging some black material in your face. Grabbing a hold of it you inspect it half heartedly already not feeling it at all . "Tina this look like a lion mulled a person wearing this and someone found it and called it fashion HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO WEAR THIS? there is nothing covering my freaking vagina for crying out loud ! "Y/N you do realize that's the point ! just try the damned thing on so we can get the hell out of here.  After trying it on and exiting the house after the many praises Your annoying friend threw your way you start to second guess yourself not only because your feeling air hit places they shouldn't be but because you cant possibly move around in such tight scantly clad attire its impossible. You eventually to make it to the club 4 blocks down seeing Kayla an her clique of friends waiting beside the bouncer,apparently she knows people and gets in freely. "Holy shit y/n you actually came ??? she says looking at you wide eyed checking you from head to toe. "Not only did you come you came HOT ! rolling your eyes you squeeze the faux fur jacket around you tighter can we go inside now its like cold as a witches titty out here and these 5 inch heels aren't helping. " Alright girls lets go , Kayla says squealing in delight as you all enter the club.

Two hours into your time in the club you managed to survive the heat bouncing off drunk couples and strange men whispering what they'd do to have you for the night, That is.. until HIM HIM dressed like he owns the world HIM coming straight towards you with a drink in his hand a smirk on his face .. WAIT he is coming towards me ! omg omg omg Turing away slowly you pretend to be sipping on your martini, until you feel a hand press against your lower back and soft words in your left ear "  I could not stand not coming over here and ask why such a beautiful girl like yourself is sitting here alone. " He says sultry, Turning your head to the side you realize how close he is to you when his lips brushes your cheeks, flinching backwards you blush until your as red as a tomato. "I'm not exactly alone if you must know, i'm actually here with friends. He looks around "They don't seem much like friends if they left you here to warm this bar stool sweetheart." Yeah tell me about you say rolling your eyes taking a sip of your drink. "May I ask your name? he says taking a seat beside you. "Y/n b-but you can call me riri my nickname for short. Yeppeun he says more to himself than towards you. tilting your head you wonder what langues he speaks other than English. grabbing your hand he lifts your hand to his mouth placing a lasting kiss upon your hand without losing eye contact, Im Taek-woon  and I also have an nickname its Leo you can call me that, he smiles . Well its nice to meet you Leo you say smiling up at him. Care to join me for a dance , he ask gesturing towards the sea of sweaty bodies dancing against each other to the thumping ear deafening music . "I'm not much of a dancer I'll embarrass myself." you say in all honesty "That's okay because i'm an dancer ill help you , he says taking your hand leading you towards the dance floor.

Once on the dance floor he twirls you around so that your back is against his chest and his hands are firmly on your hips. "Now sway your body to the music let it take you in" he whispers against your ears grinding against you. Closing your eyes you try to focus on the music but the way he is holding you and the way his cologne and aftershave is mixing you cant breathe properly. You think to yourself "Fuck i'm so needy right now all it took for me to be touched by some handsome stranger for me to become a needy slut."  the music changed to a sultry tempo causing your bodies to rub against each other in  ways you wouldn't think of doing in public "You know your really fucking sexy in this flimsy dress you have on i'm kind of angry your letting this body be shown to other prying eyes y/n  . "Your upset ? for what reason we aren't dating I don't belong to you. As you push your ass back grinding against him feeling his cock harden within his pants. "Y/n you don't want to start anything you can't live up to" he says grabbing your hips roughly spinning you around to face him. "And who say I wouldn't be able to live up to it huh? Grabbing his shirt you lean forward to place a teasing kiss on the conner of his mouth . He smirks  landing a warning spank against your ass causing you to gasp as he grasp a hand full of the soft flesh "I want your pretty little ass in that filthy bathroom so I can fuck you like the filthy little slut you are." whimpering you rub your thighs together maybe its the alcohol but you never give in to such antics either way its to late to say no cause your practically dripping . rushing through the sea of bodies you wait for him in the single person stall checking up on your makeup in the mirror. You hear the door open and close and lock . Turning around you lean against the sink. "Well Mr Leo what are you wai-" your taunt cut off buy his punishing kiss of teeth and tongue he grabs you by the neck holding you against the sink placing his hand between your legs rubbing against your dripping cunt roughly. "MGFH ! fuckk more please you beg " You think this dirty little pussy deserves more? He says pinching your clit through your panties "After teasing me all night in this slutty dress having all those men eye whats rightfully mine!" he practically growls pulling you panties to the side, adding pressure to the hand around your throat . "Beg  slut tell me what this greedy pussy wants." kissing your neck rubbing your seeping hole teasingly, "L-leo please I need your fingers! Something please just touch my needy pussy I need you to fuck me! " you whine to him "Good girl " he slips in two finger knuckle deep not waiting for you to adjust  to the stretch he pounds his fingers into you rubbing against your rough patch of nerves causing your head to knock against the mirror and your toes to curl. "Oooh my god Fuckk ." rolling your hips against his hand chasing your high "Yeah that's it riri fuck my hand until your pussy cums."

As your walls beginning to spasm he slips his fingers out and slaps your pussy causing you cry out in pain , closing your legs shut you glare at him ready to tell him off before he shoves his fingers into your mouth coated with your essence moaning you close your eyes "The only way your cumming is with my cock inside of you understand?" Now get on the floor and suck my cock like the dirty slut you are, show me how much you want my cock inside of you.  lowering yourself onto the floor you look up at him with dilated eyes ready to see how big his cock really is, from the way it felt rubbing against you it was defiantly Big, reaching up to unbutton his pants you slide his pants to his knees groping him through his boxers  causing him to let out the sexiest noises you ever heard "Hurry riri I want to be inside your mouth now." Taking his cock out you stare in amazement. "holy shit  can cocks be beautiful ?"  you think to yourself . Taking his cock you open your mouth and lick against his slit causing a moan to slip past his lips "F-fuck riri sit on your hands now so i can fuck your mouth." Doing as he says you relax your jaw before he slips inside your mouth.

Taking your hair in both his hands he begins to rock his hips slipping in and out of your mouth. MM fuck riri your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock like t-this, can you take more of me?" swirling your tongue and nodding your head you assure him you want more of his cock stuffed in your mouth. "Of course you can take more my cock, your such a cock slut aren't you baby girl." Not being able to talk you simply moan around his cock sending delicious vibrations through him causing him to tighten his grip on your hair "F-fuck if you keep sucking me like this i'm going to blow my load" slipping his cock from your mouth he helps you up sitting you against the counter "Spread your legs I want to see how wet this pretty little pussy is for me.", you do as told spreading your legs reaching down and spreading your folds for his eyes to drink in "Please fuck me Leo I need your cock in me so badly I want you stretch my pussy your pussy" Grabbing your hips he pulls you so that half your ass is off the counter ." Put my fucking cock in you then so I can fuck you and have you scream for the entire club to hear." reaching down you grasp his cock stroking him from base to tip  patting his cock against your entrance." Mmm fuckk l-leo your cock is so big is it going to fit in me?" Slipping his tip inside of you he pushes the rest into in one swift motion . "F-fuck Y/N why the hell are you so tight? Did I not stretch you enough  with my fingers?" wincing slightly from the stinging pain from the stretch of his hard cock you place your hand on his abdomen "Your so big.. just give me a second" nodding he leans forward capturing your lips with his own comforting you through the pain moving his his hips slowly. "Shit y/n you feel so fucking good wrapped around me like this, your so fucking sexy." kissing down your neck he nibbles against your throat leaving blooming purple bruises and begins to thrust fully into you hitting against your sweet spot almost  immediately "Oh my f-uh yes!" you moan breathlessly. rolling your hips with his incoming thrust he slips in deeper hitting placing within you you didn't know was there causing you to squeal and your toes to curl. "Look at your pussy gushing with my cock fucking into you." licking his thumb  he reaches down to rub your clit in number eight motions "Cum on my cock y/n i want you to milk my cock dry. " Moaning out loudly your legs begin to tremble feeling your walls spasm once again you squeeze your eyes shut allowing your high to wash over you in a wave of euphoria. "A-ah shit y/n your going to make me c-cum" "Please cum for me leo fuck me hard bruise my little pussy make it yours. "Grabbing your thighs harshly he begins to ram you against the sink with punishing thrusts "Fuck y/n I need you to cum again!" he says taking your hand and placing it against your clit."Rub your pussy for me I need it please" He whines ,You begin to rub your slit quickly moaning out in pain in pleasure form over-sensitivity "MM fuck y/n your pussy is so tight im going to c-cum!" one last rotaion of your fingers and the thrust from his cock has you jumping from the edge into a mind numbing orgasm pulsating around his cock until he's weak in the knees.  Pulling out he jerks himself to completion coating your slit in his cum. You both don't really know how long you were in that position but Leo was first to make a move grabbing a paper towel and cleaning you up.  You still with me he says with a teasing smirk on his lips? "Y-yes sorry it's just that I haven't came that hard in a while"  Helping you down from the counter he leans down kissing you softly. "Maybe we can do this again but after dinner? somewhere less dirty and more sanitary ?" smiling up at him I'd love to go to dinner with you.

After getting dressed and freshening up and  exchanging numbers  up you both head out the bathroom looking sheepish at the long line waiting outside the bathroom and angry grunts from the people your passing to get back into the club "I'll see you Saturday around 8-ish? " Leo says kissing your hand "8-ish  I promise" you smile walking away with a purposeful sway of your hips towards your friends that are staring at you with bulging  eyes . Your friend Tina was first to break the ice "Okay so did we just see you leave the bathroom with a super hot guy and did he just kiss your hand and why is their bruises on your neck??" gasping you cover your neck . "Holy SHIT! you got fucking laid in the club bathroom, Kayla shrieks ." Blushing you start to walk away not before you make eye contact with HIM . smiling you head towards the exit . "This club has to be selling something in the drinks because no way in hell y/n would fuck a stranger in a club bathroom " Tina says nudging kayla .. "that's one dangerous ass drink but hey at least one of got lucky"