#im sorry i take it back its not silly. im just so sad

[hansmic]

-when someone mistakes you for being a couple-

han jisung x gn! reader

*not proofread*

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You and Jisung were on a walk when someone approaches you and says “You guys look like a nice couple”. Jisung stopped walking immediately. “I'm sorry what?” he asked to make sure he heard them correctly, as he slowly took a step closer to the person while also motioning for you to come closer too. 

“Uhh.. i said you guys look like a nice couple?”. The person responds again, more nervously this time.

He blinks as he takes in what they said. Then he turns to you. “What do you think babe?”

You can only nod, your face turning red. “Thank you”. He says finally, smiling at the person as I take your hand. “Come on babe, lets keep walking” he says, walking away slowly, dragging you along. You follow, dazed. He pulls you away just far enough to be out of earshot before he stops walking and turns to face you. “Im sorry,” he says, giving you a sheepish smile. “ i figured it would be fun to pretend we were actually dating.”

You can only nod at first, before finally clearing your throat and saying, “Its okay.”

He gives you a small smile before he glances at your hands, which are still intertwined and he blushes. “Did you want to hold hands to keep the illusion?” he asks

You shake your head , “No it's fine.” You say quickly, dropping his hand. Your heart pounding in your chest and your palms are already sweaty as you try to figure out what to do with them, finally settling for shoving them in your pockets.

“Oh.” he says a little sadly, letting his arms drop to his sides. He looks at the ground nervously. “You dont want to?” he asks, trying to keep the sadness out of his voice, but it still comes through. He wants to take out your hand but stops himself. “I know it was silly to pretend we were dating.” He says. “But i wasnt pretending that i wanted to hold your hand.” He adds shyly.

You freeze. “Wait what?” You ask, unsure of what he means. You were so ready for him to say it was just a joke, just asking that theres no way hes serious.

He shifts his weight nervously. “I like holding your hand.” he manages to speak out, embarrassed. Jisung’s cheeks turning bright red. He looks like he wants to say more but hold back.

You cant think, or speak. Youre pretty sure youll combust if you try. So instead, you just hold out your hand.

He glances up from the ground to see you holding out your hand. “Really” He asks. When you nod, he takes your hand and intertwines your fingers. “I really like you” he says , almost whispering. 

Your heart is racing as you take his hand. You think you should say something, but all you can think is “He likes me. He likes me ” over and over. Finally you manage to say “i really like you, too.”

He finally looks up at you, a smile on his face. I pull you close, wrapping his free arm around your waist. “Can i kiss you?” He asks, my heart fluttering nervously in my chest.

You wrap your arms around his neck, smiling. “I thought youd never ask.” You whisper, before leaning in to him for a kiss. He smiles wider at your response, and close the distance between both of you, pressing his lips against yours. Kissing you is even more amazing then he imagined it would be. His arms tighten around you, as he deepens the kiss. You kiss him back, pulling him closer, kissing back eagerly. You never want the kiss to end. You realize now that youve been waiting for this to happen, but didnt dare to hope that it actually would.

You eventually pull away, both smiling like idiots at each other. “That was Amazing.” You say breath. “Ive been waiting to do that for so long," he adds shyly.

“ i thought you'd never do it�� The thought makes you a little sad, but happy that it finally happened to help balance it out. You lean in and kiss him on the cheek. “Im glad you did though”

He smiles at the kiss on the cheek. “I really wanted to, i just didnt know if you liked me as more than a friend.” He tightens his arms around you to pull you a bit closer. “But now i know you do, i would very much like to be your boyfriend”

You pull him even closer, snuggling as close as you can. “ i would like that very much.”

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[justarkive]

THROUGH THE SMOKE | JJK

“You fell for Jeon Jungkook first, but he fell for bad habits harder.”

pairing: non!idol jungkook x f!reader

genre: est. relationship, angst, slight fluff, feeling sad today guys :( no smut today guys sorry for my freaks xoxo

warnings; death, smoking, bad habits, feels, super emotional reader.

this fic does not represent the real jungkook!

a/n: im very sorry for this yall but i read when she loved me and couldnt help but write something sad aswell. anyways! enjoy and grab a tissue lmaoo. (also for table 3 readers dw im cooking up ch10 just wanted to get this idea off of my mind loll)

wc: idk yall sorry but its short.

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You and Jungkook had been in love since preschool.

It wasn’t a cliché love story, even though it sounded like one. From the moment you met, you knew there was something undeniable between you two. Jungkook was the cute boy with the bright, innocent smile, a little too shy at first, his hair always sticking up in the most adorable way. You, on the other hand, were always loud, energetic, and full of questions. But somehow, as if the universe had arranged it, you two had been inseparable ever since.

It was your families who first brought you together, and it didn’t take long for the connection to grow. You both laughed at the same silly things, shared the same strange sense of humor, and understood each other in ways no one else could. School passed, and so did life’s little moments. From coloring in the back of the classroom to sneaking kisses behind the library, you knew him better than you knew yourself. Everyone always said, “You two will be the ones who never change, who stick together forever,” and in your naive, young hearts, you believed them.

High school came, and it was no different. You both walked the same halls, your fingers intertwined as if they had always been meant to fit together. Your friends all knew about your love, some teasing, others a little envious of how easy it seemed for you two. He was your first everything. Your first kiss. Your first date. The first person who truly saw you, all of you, and still stayed. You couldn’t have asked for more.

You were both passionate about art. You, with your paintbrushes, your sketchbooks, your endless love for creating. Jungkook with his camera, always snapping photos of the world around him, capturing everything with that beautiful perspective only he had. You spent hours together, creating things that were uniquely yours. You painted while he took photos of your work, and when you weren’t working on your art, you would lie together, talking about dreams, the future, the things you hoped for. You’d talk for hours until the world outside seemed irrelevant.

At sixteen, you finally admitted it—finally let the world know that you were a couple. Not that anyone had to guess. It was obvious. Your love was like the air, filling every room, every space between you two, unspoken yet constantly present.

But then, Jungkook started smoking.

Things started to change, slowly at first. It started with little things. Jungkook would come to see you, and the smell of cigarettes would linger on his clothes. At first, it didn’t bother you — he was just blowing off steam, right? Everyone had their way of coping. But then it started to be more than just an occasional puff. You’d find him lighting up in the car, after a tough day, or even while you both worked late into the night. He’d laugh it off, saying it helped him focus, that it was nothing serious. You’d tease him, roll your eyes, and tell him it would be the death of him. He’d smile that charming, lopsided smile and promise that he’d quit — but the promises always fell short.

And you loved him too much to force him to stop. You were happy, and for a while, you convinced yourself that the cigarette butts scattered in the ashtray were just a phase. It wasn’t until his health began to deteriorate that the reality hit you like a slap in the face. His coughing fits, the sudden weight loss, the way he could barely catch his breath after a short walk — it wasn’t just stress anymore. It was something serious. You didn’t want to face it. You never did. But deep down, you knew what was happening. And you couldn’t bring yourself to say it out loud.

Now, here you were, sitting by his side in the sterile, lifeless hospital room. The machines beeped softly in the background, a constant reminder of how little time you had left.The scent of antiseptic hung in the air, mingling with the faint smell of his cigarette-laced skin, the smell you had once loved but now felt suffocating. His once-strong body, built from years of his obsession with the gym, was now frail, his skin pale and paper-thin. His hair, once the soft, dark brown you used to run your fingers through, was now thinning. And his eyes — they were no longer the bright, big, mischievous eyes that always seemed to sparkle with some kind of hidden joke. Now, they were tired, drained.

Jungkook, at the young age of 26, was dying. He wasn’t the same boy who made you laugh in high school, the one who would spend hours talking about his dreams of traveling the world with his camera. The once vibrant, lively man you knew had become a shadow, a husk of himself, barely able to move, his breathing shallow, his eyes flickering with exhaustion.

You couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t supposed to be how it ended. He wasn’t supposed to go before you, you’d always joked.

“I’ll get you out of here,” you said, your voice trembling, more to reassure yourself than him. “We’ll go to my house, and I’ll finish that painting we were talking about. We’ll make our own gallery. You’ll take the photos for it.”

He didn’t answer at first, just stared at you with those tired, loving eyes, and you could feel the lump in your throat grow. His lips parted as if he wanted to speak, but no sound came out. He reached up slowly, his hand trembling as he traced your face, a gesture so familiar it made your heart ache.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

You smiled softly, tracing his features in return, your fingertips lingering on his tattoos, the ones you had helped design. His arm was covered in them—symbols of your shared memories. You remembered the flutter in your stomach when he asked you to help him design the first one. You had laughed at the idea at first but had spent nights sketching together, dreaming about the future you would share.

But now, the future seemed so far away, like a distant dream you were never going to wake up from.

“I love you so much, Jungkook,” you whispered, feeling the tears start to fall despite your best efforts to hold them back. “I don’t know what I’ll do without you.”

Jungkook could barely talk now, his breaths shallow and labored, but you didn’t care. You filled the silence with words, words he couldn’t hear, but words you needed to say anyway. You talked about everything—the future, what you’d do when he got better, when this was all just a bad dream. You didn’t care if he couldn’t respond. You wanted to believe it, to believe that this wasn’t real, that this wasn’t how your story ended.

“We were going to get an apartment together, remember?” You chuckle lightly, a shaky sound that doesn’t reach your eyes. “And we were going to take that road trip across the country, go to those art galleries we always wanted to see… We were going to be fine, Jungkook.”

He doesn’t respond, but you see his lips twitch slightly, and for a second, you think you imagined it. He always hated when you cried, when you got too emotional. He’d hold you, tease you, tell you to pull yourself together. But not now. Now, he let you talk, let you believe in the dream you wanted so badly to keep alive.

Your fingers graze his lip ring, the one you’d convinced him to get. You laugh softly, though the sound is broken, fragile. “I remember when you asked me to help you pick that out. You were so nervous about it. ‘What if it doesn’t look good?’ you kept asking. And now it’s… part of you.”

Jungkook doesn’t say anything, and maybe he’s too tired, too weak to respond. But you keep going, keep talking, as if every word you say could somehow delay the inevitable. As if you could make the universe listen.

“I thought we’d grow old together, you know? We’d be that couple, the one who never let go. You were supposed to be my forever.”

The night passes slowly. You sit beside him, never leaving his side. You trace every inch of his face, memorizing the way he looks right now, in this moment, in case it’s the last time you see him like this.

Jungkook kisses your forehead, his lips cold against your skin. “I love you.”

His eyes soften, and he gives you a small, almost imperceptible nod, as if to say he understood, as if to reassure you that it was okay, that he would be okay. But you both knew the truth. He wouldn’t be okay.

You stayed up with him all night, holding his hand, talking about all the things you had planned for your future. Even though you both knew that future was never going to come, you couldn’t stop yourself from dreaming.

His breathing grew more labored as the night went on, and you could feel the coldness of his hand against yours, the warmth slowly slipping away.

“Will we still be able to talk in the morning?” he finally asked, his voice barely more than a whisper. He’s tired. You know it. But Jungkook loved you so much he was trying to hold on. Stay up and be with you for his last night.

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t. What could you say? You knew the answer, but you couldn’t say it aloud. Instead, you squeezed his hand, holding onto him as tightly as you could, hoping that if you just held on, maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay.

But it wasn’t.

You let him sleep, finally. The exhaustion of his short lived life of bad habits catches up to him, but you couldn’t sleep. Not during this, not while listening to his wheezing while he drifted in and out. Not while feeling his weak arms tighten and loosen around your waist like he’s clutching onto your memory in his dreams. Not while trying to drag out the night as much as you possibly could.

But at some point, you must’ve drifted off to sleep, because when you wake up, it’s morning. The sun is peeking through the blinds, casting soft light across the room. Jungkook’s still here. Still breathing, but not for long.

Your heart hammers in your chest as you sit up, taking his hand in yours, gripping it tightly, trying to hold on to the person who’s slipping away.

His eyelids flutter, and you lean down close to him. “Please.”

His eyes open briefly, just enough for you to see the smile, faint but there, tugging at his lips. He’s too weak to speak, but you see it. The love. The understanding. The goodbye.

You lean down, pressing your lips against his forehead, and it feels like everything you’ve ever known is shattering.

“I love you,” you whisper, voice breaking. “I always will.”

And then, just like that, the room falls silent.

Jungkook takes his last breath, his hand going limp in yours. And all you could do was sit there, numb, your heart shattered into a million pieces. The love of your life, the one person you had known since childhood, was gone.

Everything had gone wrong.

And all you could do was hold onto the memories—the memories of the boy you had loved since preschool, the boy who had stolen your heart and never given it back.

But now, you were left alone.

You don’t cry out. You don’t scream. You just hold him, even when the nurses come in to the still buzz of the machine, even when they try to pry you off of his lifeless body, knowing that he was finally at peace, and that you would never be the same without him.

[montimer]

Could you write a Joker x reader where the Joker tells her that he loves her, but she hesitantly admits that she isn’t sure she believes him because she isn’t sure if he is capable of love?

I don't do female reader so i made it gender neutral!

Joker x reader

Warning: kidnapping,yandere

You woke up in an empty dark room. You felt somewhat dizzy.

As you tried to move, you noticed that a rope was keeping you from standing up. You began struggling.

But gave up. Too tired and stressed you looked around for any escape or tool instead.

There was a door infront of you, a window on the right, but it was locked down with sticks of wood. Other than that the room was empty.

You tried remembering what had happened before you got here.

'Okay i was walking at night, on my way to home after shopping' then darkness.

No matter how hard you tried remembering, thats all your mind could make up. Where you kidnapped? Pulled away from an alley and drugged? But why?

You considered calling out but thinking it over, its best not to get the persons attention. If you call for help they will surely hear it sooner than anyone else.

You began to panic. 'I have to get out of here'. You were scared, you struggled again. Moving as you tried to free yourself from the ropes. The chair you were roped to began to creak.

A big mistake you made there.

You heard footsteps and you stopped immediately. The door opened slowly revealing your kidnapper.

Your eyes widened in horror. You were in the same room as the madman whos known for a not so nice nature. The joker

He tilted his head then begin to smile. He came closer to you.

You didn't wanted to look in his eyes, it was too much just being here. You didn't wanna know what he was gonna do to you.

"You awake? Im glad, you almost got me worried there my dear!"

Huh?

You were still looking down.

He gently grabbed your chin to make you look at him.

"C'mon don't be shy, lemme see that pretty face of yours!"

You stared at him confused.

He giggled at your expression.

"Oh how adorable you are!"

He let go and you kept looking at him.

"Good good. Now, im sorry for that" he pointed at the ropes around you.

"But ya know, i have to make sure you're safe and sound. Can't let ya run around the place at this state! Silly, you might hurt yourself. Poor darling, you look like a lost mouse!" He gave you a sad look. You were so distracted and surprised you almost forgot how to speak.

You tried to make out words but only mumblings came out.

He gave you a surprised look.

"What is it darling? Say it, i don't bite"

You doubted that, but you tried your best to collect yourself.

"Wh-why am i here? What are y-you gonna do to me?" You hated how desperate you sounded. You hated all of this.

"Ohh, right right. Cutting to the chase huh? Well, you are here cuz i had to take you away. To a place where you can feel safe. To me"

This is the last place you'd feel safe in.

"And for the second question of yours. I am not gonna do anything to harm you. I could never! I mean, i could never harm you. Can't say that for the others" he laughed a bit before turning his attention back to you.

"Good enough for an answer?" He smiled at you.

No not really

"I still don't understand..what do you mean"

He blinked at you. As if you're suppose to know why you are here.

"Why, why me?" You started to feel impatient

"Why you? Oh y/n, for many reasons."

He knew your name? No way..

"You don't know me.."

"But of course i do! I have been watching you, for a long time now. I know everything about you. Your address, your favourite places, the place you work in, what you wear, what you like, everything! Your age and the colour of your eyes too. Its nice to see it up close!"

He leaned in, taking his time staring into your eyes, then backed up with a pleased smile.

"I have been waiting so long to finally have you!"

"Have me? What are you talking about, i don't get any of this.."

"Still? Even after the flowers i sent you"

Flowers? The flowers that was left at your doorstep?

"..and the letters.."

The romantic sounding letters that came with them? Sometimes they did sounded creepy..

"..the chocolate and the plush? I mean i hope you got all of them, or else one of my goons gets a lecture. A life time lasting one"

You ignored the last part, but you did remember all this. The box even said 'from your one and only- J ;)'

Oh, oh no

"It, it was you-"

He clapped his hands

"Yes! Im so happy you figured it out! Did you keep them? What kind of question is this, of course you did!" He began to laugh once again.

"I did that all for one reason. That is because, i love you."

Your mind was dizzy again. He must be joking, there is no way in hell..

He started pointing out the things he loves about you. How does he knows all this, how long have he been stalking you? You didn't even listen to him anymore, your head hurt. You didn't wanted to look at him, instead you looked down in defeat.

When he stopped talking, you slowly looked up.

"There that's better" he petted your head.

"Even if you don't get it yet. You'll understand sooner or later, you'll realise that we were ment to be! Like sun and moon, one can't live without the other!"

"Is this a joke?"

He seemed shocked by that

"Come again?"

"I-i can't belive all this..I don't belive you, why would you love me? Are you even capable of loving anyone but yourself?" You said that without thinking. You immediately regretted it.

He stopped smiling. He had a look of disbelief and confusion on his face.

"What makes you think that?"

"I mean, like you used Harley-"

"But you're not Harley"

You tried to slip lower as he came closer.

"You're you. And that is why i love you. Ya know, im not mad at ya, not at all. Im mad at the people who had feed such horrible thoughts into your head. And if i have to prove you that i can love, then i will."

'I belive it when i see it' you thought. But for now your situation seemed hopeless. So you just kept staring at him, his green eyes burning into yours.

His face didn't look so serious anymore. Suddenly he hugged your form then left a kiss on your face.

He looked pleased at the mark that his lipstick left.

He got up and walked to the door.

"This is just the start, at the end you'll be head over heels for me! I can feel it! For now rest a little darling. Oh and don't even think about escaping, you wouldn't want me to catch you again? I'll be back soon, promise!" He waved his hand and blow a kiss your way.

He closed the door, now you can be alone with your thoughts. In an empty room with no escape or help to come. With a crazy clown obsessed with you. Does he really mean that?

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req - jjk characters (gojo lol) saying 'i know, baby, i know' when babying/comforting yn. ervyabebwyrogbrw

please feel no rush/pressure for this and look after yourself :)

⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ જ⁀➴ '𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰' ╽ jjk + men

< satoru, suguru, kento, yuuji and megumi x comforting you >

GENRE: jjk men x reader

WARNING/S: alternate universe - canon convergence, romance, lovers, domesticity, fluff, comfort, hurt/comfort, crying, cuddling and snuggling, humor, teasing, pet names (love, babe, baby, etc), mention of period pains, mention of crying, mention of discomfort, mention of weariness, depiction of sad moments;

WORD COUNT: 3.3k

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note: im going to be out for a bit cause of my brother's birthday, so i wanted to write this to leave you with something lovely everyone~ thank you anon for your request~ i hope you like it~ ily <3

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when your favorite cafe snack isn’t available — gojo satoru.

you had been looking forward to your favorite snack all week—a sweet, indulgent treat from your favorite café that never failed to lift your spirits. but when you arrived and scanned the display case, your heart sank. the spot where your beloved snack usually sat was empty, replaced by a small sign that read, "temporarily unavailable."

your disappointment was palpable, and as you turned away from the counter, you couldn't help but feel a little downcast. you knew that it was a small thing, but sometimes the little comforts made all the difference when you’ve been dealt hard missions.

gojo satoru, your partner, accompanied you to the café. its late at night, so he didn’t want to see you go by yourself. when you lowered your head, he immediately noticed your change in mood. he placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, his thumb gently rubbing in circles. 

"hey baby, what's wrong?" he asked softly, concerned about lacing his voice. 

"they don't have it," you sighed, trying to brush off the disappointment but failing to keep the sadness from your voice. "it's silly, i know, but i was really looking forward to it."

your satoru's eyes softened with understanding, and he pulled you into a gentle hug. "it's not silly, baby." he murmured, holding you close. "i know how much you love it."

you sighed and leaned into his embrace, taking comfort in his warmth and presence. "i guess i just had my hopes up, babes." you admitted, feeling a little embarrassed by how much it affected you. “it is pretty late.”

satoru chuckled softly, resting his chin on top of your head. "it's okay, baby. i know," he said reassuringly. "we all have those little things that make us happy. i’m sorry they don’t have it today."

you smiled against his chest, feeling a bit better just being in his arms. "thank you, babes. you always know how to make me feel better."

he pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes with a playful glint. "how about we go find another café that has something else you love? Or maybe I'll even try to make it for you at home. could be a disaster, but i'm willing to give it a shot, baby."

you laughed at the thought of your satoru in the kitchen, knowing full well his culinary skills were hit-or-miss. "that sounds perfect, babes." you agreed, the disappointment starting to fade away with his support. "i'd love to see you try."

gojo satoru grinned, his enthusiasm infectious. "then it's a date, baby!" he declared, kissing your cheek. “come on, baby!” 

taking your hand and leading you out of the café, ready to turn your day around with his unwavering love and optimism. you were lucky to have him.

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when you’re very overworked — geto suguru.

these past few weeks had been a whirlwind of missions and responsibilities. they’ve given you mission after mission and you hated it. this leaves you feeling like you were about to get sick — feeling exhausted and worn thin. as a jujutsu sorcerer, you were no stranger to hard work, but lately, the demands had been relentless, leaving little time for rest or self-care.

one evening, as you returned home from another long day, geto suguru to immediately notice the way your fatigue was etched all over your beautiful features. your suguru was sitting in the living room, surrounded by books and papers, researching his next mission. he notices when you come home all the time, so he looked up as soon as you walked in, concern flashing across his face as you stood there.

"you look exhausted, baby." suguru said softly, rising from his seat to greet you. his purple eyes, always filled with warmth and tenderness, mirrored the concern you felt but couldn’t voice. "have you been overworking yourself again?"

you sighed, running a hand through your hair, feeling the weight of the day pressing down on you. "yeah, baby. it's  just been... a lot," you admitted, your voice weary.

your suguru approached you, his expression shifting from concern to determination. "come here, baby." he said gently, guiding you to the couch and urging you to sit down. "you need to take a break."

you couldn’t help but just sink into the cushions, grateful for the chance to rest. your suguru sat beside you, his presence comforting and reassuring. "let me take care of you tonight, baby" he offered, his voice filled with quiet resolve.

you couldn’t help but smile, touched by his love and care. “you don't have to do that, sugu, baby."

your suguru shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "but i want to. you already do so much for everyone else. let me do something for you."

your suguru got up and disappeared into the kitchen, and you could hear the clattering of dishes and the sound of water running. a few moments later, your lover returned with a cup of tea, offering it to you with a gentle smile. 

"here, drink this. it'll help you relax, baby."

you took the cup, feeling the warmth seep into your hands. "thank you, sugu. baby." you said, taking a sip and savoring the calming aroma. the tea was soothing, a perfect remedy for the day's stress. “you’re so good to me.”

he smiles, pressing a kiss on your cheek. “you’ll do the same for me, baby.”

“i love you.” you smiled up to him, drinking your tea again.

“i love you too, baby.” he grins, his fingers running down your hair. "you’re doing an incredible job, baby." 

“thank you baby.”

“but take care of yourself, hm? your health matters most.”

you nodded. "i know. i just... i feel like there's always so much to do."

he  gently brushing a strand of hair from your face. "and you'll get it done, i have no doubt. but you don’t have to do it alone. let me help you, okay?"

his words wrapped around you like a warm embrace, filling the cracks that exhaustion had left behind. "Okay, baby." you agreed, feeling lighter than you had in weeks.

as the evening wore on, your suguru kept his promise, ensuring you were comfortable and cared for. he drew a warm bath, cooked a simple but delicious dinner, and made sure you took the time to unwind. with each small act of kindness, you felt your energy slowly returning, the weight of the day lifting from your shoulders.

by the time night fell, you were curled up on the couch with your suguru, your head resting on his shoulder. The room was quiet, filled only with the soft crackle of the fireplace and the rhythmic sound of his breathing.

"thank you for taking care of me, baby" you murmured, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. “you’re so good to me.”

suguru smiled, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer. "anytime, baby." he replied softly. "i’m here for you, always."

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when your favorite character dies — nanami kento.

the moment you heard the news on twitter, your heart sank. your manga favorite character, the one who had inspired you and brought so much joy into your life, was gone. you’ve never felt like this before. this felt like a piece of your world had shifted, leaving behind an unexpected emptiness that you couldn't quite comprehend.  

slowly, as the reality settled in, you found yourself sitting on the couch, clutching a pillow tightly, tears welling up in your eyes little by little. you didn’t want to be dramatic but the loss of a beloved character was a reminder of the fleeting nature of life, even in the world of fiction, and it weighed heavily on your heart. it felt like the sun will never shine again.

nanami kento noticed your quiet distress as he entered the room. getting home, he was really worried. on thursdays, you get quiet when spoilers for your favorite manga drops. but you immediately reply to him. it’s been hours now and he was concerned.

your beloved nanami kento had always been perceptive, understanding the small things that brought you happiness and, in turn, the things that could break your heart. he approached you with a calm presence, sitting down beside you.  

"hey, baby." he said softly, placing a gentle hand on your back. "’heard about what happened. i'm sorry, baby."  

you looked up at him, your eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "it sounds silly, doesn't it? being so upset over a fictional character, ken-ken." you said, trying to brush it off, but the pain in your voice betrayed your true feelings. “this is horrible, ken-ken.”

your nanami shook his head, his expression kind and understanding. "it's not silly. we can form connections with stories and characters because they mean something to us. so, don’t worry about being sad. it's okay to feel like this too."  

you nodded, feeling a bit reassured by his words, but the grief was still there, a persistent ache. Without another word, your nanami pulled you into a gentle embrace, wrapping his arms around you securely. you were so lucky to have him, your 2d man. your truest love.

"it's okay to cry, baby." he murmured, his voice a soothing balm to your heart. "i'm here. you can let it all out."  

and you did. you let the tears flow, feeling the weight of your emotions being shared with someone who understood and cared. your nanami held you close, offering quiet comfort and a safe space to grieve your beloved manga beloved.

after a while, when the tears had subsided and your breathing had steadied, your nanami pulled back slightly, looking at you with gentle eyes. "feeling a little better?" he asked softly.  

you nodded, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. "a little bit, ken-ken." you admitted, managing a small, grateful smile. "thank you, ken-ken. it really helps having you here. it makes me feel better."  

your lover smiled back, a warm, reassuring expression that made you feel valued and understood. no one had made you feel this comfortable being like this, ever. only him. Your beloved. 

"anytime," he replied, reaching out to brush a stray tear from your cheek. "and if you need to talk more about it or anything else, i’m always here to listen. about this manga husband of yours or someone else."  

nanami shifted his position, reaching for a cozy blanket and draping it over your shoulders. "why don't we watch something together, baby?” he suggested, gesturing towards the television. "something light and uplifting. it might help take your mind off things, hm?"  

you nodded, appreciating the distraction. "that sounds nice, ken–ken." you agreed, settling back against the cushions.  

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when you watch too many cute videos and you get overwhelmed — yuuji itadori.

It had been one of those days where you found yourself falling down a rabbit hole of cute cat and dog videos online. your little brother had sent you a video that led to another, and soon, you were lost in a world of fluffy kittens and playful puppies, your heart swelling with each adorable clip.

as the hours passed, the sheer amount of cuteness became overwhelming. you found yourself tearing up, emotions bubbling up unexpectedly as you watched a video of a tiny kitten being rescued or a puppy reuniting with its owner. you couldn't help it; the happiness was so intense that it left you feeling a bit frazzled and emotionally raw.

yuuji happened to walk into the room just as you were openly crying, your face buried in your hands. his eyes widened in concern, and he quickly came over to sit beside you.

"hey, babe, what's wrong?" he asked, gently rubbing your back as you sniffled and tried to compose yourself.

you let out a shaky laugh, feeling a little embarrassed for getting so emotional over cute videos. "it's just... i don't know," you hiccupped, wiping away your tears. "i've been watching all these cat and dog videos, and now i'm just so overwhelmed by how adorable they are!"

yuuji grinned, clearly relieved that it wasn't something more serious. "ah, i get it. they're so cute that it just hits you right in the heart, huh?" he said, giving you a sympathetic pat on the back. "i didn't know cute overload was a real thing until now!"

you nodded, chuckling through your tears. "yeah, i guess i wasn't prepared for this emotional rollercoaster," you said, feeling a bit more at ease with his lighthearted approach.

"well, how about we take a break from all the cuteness for a bit?" yuuji suggested, his voice cheerful and comforting. "we could go for a walk or do something else to clear your mind. what do you think?"

you nodded, grateful for the suggestion. "a walk sounds nice," you agreed, feeling a sense of relief at the thought of stepping away from the emotional overload.

yuuji stood up and offered his hand to help you off the couch. as you took it, you felt a wave of warmth and comfort from his touch, his easygoing nature already helping to soothe your frazzled nerves.

as you both headed outside, yuuji started talking about random things, trying to distract you with stories about his day and sharing funny moments that had happened recently. his energy was contagious, and soon you found yourself laughing along with him, the heaviness in your chest starting to lift.

"see? you're already feeling better, babe!" yuuji said with a grin as you walked through the park, the fresh air doing wonders to clear your mind. "sometimes you just need a change of scenery."

you nodded, appreciating how effortlessly he knew how to make things better. "thank you, yuuji," you said sincerely, feeling lucky to have him by your side. "you're always so good at cheering me up."

he gave you a warm smile, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as you continued your walk. "it's easy when i'm with you, babe." he replied, his voice full of genuine affection. “i love you, hm?”

you giggled. “love you too, babe.”

by the time you returned home, you felt much more at ease, the overwhelming emotions from earlier having subsided. yuuji made you a cup of hot cocoa and some snacks. both of you settled down together in a snuggle pile on the couch, determined to keep the good vibes going.

"remember, no more cute videos for a while, babe!" he teased gently, nudging you playfully. "or at least take it slow next time!"

you laughed, grateful for his support and understanding. "i'll try, babe." you promised, snuggling closer to him, feeling comforted and content.

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when you’re on your period and its been painful — fushiguro megumi.

the cramps had started early in the morning, a dull ache that gradually intensified until it felt like a storm was raging inside you. this was one of those cycles—one of the bad ones. you really tried to go about your day, but the pain and discomfort were relentless, leaving you feeling drained and frustrated. tears were brimming through your eyes all day. you haven’t told megumi, but it’s rough to disturb him when he’s training.

so, you decided you would find dealing with this by yourself the only choice. you were curled up on the couch, a heating pad pressed against your abdomen, trying to find some relief. the room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to keep out the harsh light, as even that seemed too much to bear. but you’ll get through it. you always have. and you will again.

fushiguro megumi walked in, his expression softening with concern as soon as he saw you. kugisaki had called him, because you weren’t answering the knocks on your dorm door. he had noticed the signs earlier, the subtle winces and the way you held yourself, and he knew you were in pain. he sighed and shifted your hair away from your face, eyes narrowed tenderly.

"hey, dummy." he said, his tone gruff but filled with concern as he sat beside you. he presses his palm against your forehead. "how are you feeling?"

you let out a small sigh, giving him a tired smile. "not great, babe." you admitted, appreciating his presence. "this cycle is rough. it hurts so bad."

megumi nodded, a little furrow of worry on his brow. "why didn’t you tell me earlier?" he muttered, reaching out to gently brush your back as you sniffed some air. “you know i don’t like it when you’re sick, you dummy.”

“but you were busy.” your lips echo a tender pout, eyes brimming with wetness.

“i don’t care if i’m busy.” he sighs, brushing your face softly. his tender eyes were always so loving to you. “i want to take care of you, i always do. so let me, okay?”

you sniffed your tears away. “hm, okay.”

"is there anything i can do to help?" his thoughtfulness was a balm to your discomfort, and you felt a little lighter knowing he was there to support you. “what you need me to do to care for you, babe?”

"could you maybe make some warm tea?" you asked, hoping the warmth might help ease the cramps a bit. "and get snacks? please?”

"yeah, yeah. i’ll be right back." he replied, getting up and heading to the kitchen.

you could hear him moving around, the sound of water boiling and the comforting clink of mugs being prepared. he rummaged through your cabinets to get you some snacks. he already knows what you like. but your mood changed a lot when you get your period. he had to be sure.

"you want chocolate, right?"

"yeah, babe. i’d like those. thank you, babe.” you said, a bit more relieved. you could see his red ears from all the way here. you grinned slightly. “it’s cute how you’re blushing.”

“i–i’m not, shut up!”

“how cute my boyfriend is!”

“cut it out, you dummy!”

he returned a few minutes later with a steaming cup of herbal tea and a couple of snacks, including your favorite chocolate bar. he set them down on the table in front of you, giving you a small smile as you took his hand and squeezed it. you knew you’d always be cared for, because he’s always here. he’ll never make you feel anything but happy, loved and comforted.

"here you go," he said, sitting back down beside you. "and i brought some snacks too, just in case you’re hungry."

you smiled at his thoughtfulness, taking a sip of the tea and feeling its warmth spread through you. "thank you, babe. you have no idea how lovely this is. this helps a lot."

he nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "it’s nothing, dummy. let me know if you need anything else, okay?"

as the day went on, megumi stayed by your side, quietly taking care of you in all the ways that mattered. he made sure you were comfortable, adjusted the pillows behind your back, and even put on one of your favorite movies to help distract you from the pain.

when the cramps became particularly intense, he would sit close, offering gentle words of encouragement and occasionally rubbing your back in soothing circles. his presence was a steady anchor, helping you feel less alone in your discomfort. he kissed your temple tenderly, as soft as a feather. everything about his gentleness made you feel so loved.

"remember to drink plenty of water, okay?" he reminded you gently, handing you a glass. "and don’t hesitate to tell me if you need anything else."

"thank you, megumi," you said again, feeling overwhelmed by his love. "i’m really lucky to have you."

he gave you a soft look, his green–blue orbs full of love. "....i’m just glad i can be here for you, you know that." he replied, his voice sincere. "i like taking care of you."

"i know you do." you whispered, leaning forward to kiss the corner of his lips. "love you, babe."

he blushed slightly, looking away. "…love you too."

[custardtartsfan]

Tim Drake headcanons that have accumulated over time

this has been a receptacle for all of my tim thinkings over the past bit..may make another one and publish it when its full enough..

general him ₊⊹

he doesnt like coffee, too bitter. hes a bang energy kinda guy. Black Cherry Vanilla specifically

he has myopia from all the staring at screens in dark rooms like a goblin he does. he has glasses, but will not wear them cause he thinks they look silly. do NOT ask him to read something from more than 5 feet away he cannot do it

he has occasional breakouts. probs from stress. and hes only mildly confused and uncomfortable about his partner slobbering over it

SHRIMP POSTURE 🫵 doctors will end up naming a condition after him. he complains his back hurts like hes not leaning over his laptop at a perfect 90* angle

he genuinely enjoys math. like actually likes it. calculus soothes him, in a way. maybe cause its a problem with a clear answer instead of all the bullshit he’s dealing with day in and day out

does not handle his weed well. he consistently gets too high and then wakes up very sad the next day

hes pale as fuck. he does not tan, he will turn bright red. hes ghastly in the winter

his favorite food is cosmic brownies. i do not have an explanation for this it just feels right

i think he dresses pretty basic. but like in a nice, old money, chillest guy at the school athletics banquet kinda way

this is my vision

however, i do not think hes averse to the occasional ironic t shirt

he fears public bathrooms, really and truly. he cannot piss in a dairy queen, theres poors in there.

i can see him being a bit of a scent bro. like not jeremy fragrance but the people at his local Sephora know him by name

i also think hes a big dill guy. like not necessarily even pickles, the dude just likes dill flavored things. like chips, fries, whatever. big dill guy

romance.. (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

big fan of taking pictures. not on the phone though, not only cause he’s paranoid. also cause phone cameras are too damn high quality now WHO NEED TO SEES MY PORES??

anyway, he loves taking candid photos of his partner. on film or his digicam. his favourite is when his lover is conked out on his chest and he gets a photo of their cute sleeping face..hopefully he turned the flash off

he will SHILL the fuck OUT for you like actually. dont take him shopping with you, youre gonna leave with an untouched savings account and anything you spared a glance at

we all know the man has some attachment issues. as in when he is attached he will not un do that. this would also apply to his partner (i am choosing to ignore his choices in the mid to late 90s #notmytim)

hes like an elderly dog. complete with the spinal problems. separation anxiety like youve never seen

just like..sit with him..please. he likes to be sat with

i feel like he can only date someone hes very close with. like youre his best friend, Kon is cool but hes no you

his ideal lover is a bro he can kiss tbh

hes a lip biter. he likes to chew on his lips when hes thinking, which is always. so theyre littered with little cuts and intends. he gets all huffy after you mention you can feel it when you kiss him. you meant it in a nice, its cute way!

hed be a big believer in promise rings. he knows its a little redundant, but the sentiment is sweet and he’ll do why he wants damn it

hello icons! im sorry ive been dead for a few days, my final semester has been an unhappy one so far! i cant wait to be done Ethics im not a fan ϵ( 'Θ' )϶. anywho i hoped you liked and have a good night!

[almalvo]

hi guys sorry ive been gone

hey yall. i hope youre doing ok.

so many of these, right? im sorry...

i know i have been silent on this platform, its because life hit another road bump and i just wasnt able to focus on more than one platform for a while due to the stress and pressure, so i took a hiatus on everywhere but twitter. i was focusing on twitter and suddenly out of nowhere got hit with an erroneous suspension (twitter's automated system thought i was a bot, so im trying to get this appealed so we will see, fingers crossed smh...)

but yeah, i havent forgotten my other platforms - i just needed a break and was barely able to focus on one for a time.

with this wild false suspension on twt, i realise i really do need to focus on keeping alive my other platforms simultaneously in case stuff like this happens. it was devastating to find out what happened to my twt in the morning because i have SO many very important contacts connections and clients on there from small to big names and industry professionals, im taking a huge blow to my financial survivability and my work as a creator and im not sure how to deal with this as it has been my main lifeline during this very unstable time in my life due to irl circumstances.

i apologise, i shouldve announced a hiatus on my other platforms but i didnt bc i didnt know it would go that way. please forgive me.

i will start returning to tumblr and instagram this week. all content will be updated. my one concern is my art deals with mature themes and twitter ngl has been the only place where such content has been allowed without me having to be too concerned with the TOS of the site. obviously thus is not true on IG and tumblr. i do have a bluesky, i plan to boost myself on there as best i can but it is still an infant social media site where theres just simply NOT enough people on there. if you guys want to also follow my bluesky, please do so here.

i am really really working hard on top of irl life to build a name for myself so i can approach doing big projects and things and actually have my silly art go somewhere. the recent events have been very detrimental to that. i think it is time i rebuild on here, IG, and bluesky, regardless if my twt main comes back or not. if it doesnt, i may have to make another twitter. hopefully it doesnt come to that, hopefully twt support, however shoddy, will pull through this time. but i will keep you guys updated.

i dont think my content is really gonna fly very far on these three other platforms, but ill try my best.

im very sad, but in the end, i wont give up, and the goal was only ever to enjoy posting whatever silly ideas i have that people can also find some value in and enjoy too.

to those who have found me and stuck around, thank you so much for your patience.

i will return.

almalvo

[tsukacchako]

hot take but i for one am glad those screenshots got released to the public. there i said it! im glad that other people can see how fucking awful the community was for those outside of the little popular kid-like circle that formed. can you see it? see it in how they defended themselves, both in the reblogs/comments and the screenshots? the server was a safe space! …. for them. if it was a safe space for all, then why would people feel like they have to go to anon to address things?

throughout my time in this community, it has gotten more and more obvious that an exclusive group was formed. curious? confused? just look at the sona season intimacy levels! look at how, despite all being in the same community and using the same tags, much more interactions Those people get versus everyone else. it’s sad, really. after all, communities are supposed to be INclusive, supposed to welcome all! but my friends and i have not felt included for MONTHS in this community, despite all of our efforts. i spent months talking every day in that server, just for ONE person to notice that i left a MONTH later. i made an entire oc whose sole purpose in the beginning was to build interactions and therefore friendships with everyone in the community. i made an entire project where i drew almost everyones ocs for the sole purpose of building interactions and therefore friendships with everyone in the community. and all of that failed, cause these people didnt care about me.

for months i thought that i was the problem. i saw everyone else getting more hype than me and thought it was because i wasnt as talented as them, that i needed to improve as quickly as possible to be on the same level as everyone else. isnt that sad? THAT was the environment you have created. it was very obvious that that server was a “server owner and friends” server and not an “alnst oc community” server, and not everyone was considered a friend.

its all “please tell us if you have a problem with us” until YOU are offended by what people are uncomfortable with. could that argument have been handled better? yes. but ill never forget how i felt when anon was taken off, and we were told we “didnt care” about what we were talking about because we were “hiding behind anon.” i wasnt hiding because i didnt care, i was hiding because i was SCARED! i was scared to potentially break the bonds i had with people i thought were my friends. and then look what happened, i was practically forced to go off anon and explain myself and once i left the server almost everyone in that group stopped interacting with me. this is why im softblocking everyone and posting this rant now. i wanted to do this back in december, but i was scared of the confrontation that i could possibly receive and forced myself to wait until sona season and s40 was over for me.

(obviously there are other things to talk about regarding That argument, but since this rant is just about my feelings thats only what im gonna be talking about)

i was nothing but nice to people, i hyped up everyones work. and you know what i got in return? a lack of care towards my ocs (specifically cindy) and myself. you know what i also got in return? the absolute worst intimacy levels out of every post i was a part of. do you know how awful that makes me feel? getting 30%s while everyone else gets 80%? to YOU it might seem like something fun and silly, but to OTHERS the sona season is a representation of how excluded we felt. its so obvious that the sona season revolves around peoples feelings for each other, and so if youre not a part of the Main Group despite trying for months to be friends with them then youre just left alone in the corner. sorry to break your bubble of fun, but you guys need to realize that you created this. you guys only care about the alien stage ocs and sonas if theyre YOUR ocs and sonas.

anyway this is so lame and corny but i just needed to finally get my feelings out after holding them in for Months. obviously youre allowed to be closer to others, but you cant brand yourself as inclusive and the server as a safe space when it wasnt that way for everyone because of you. my friends and i have been disrespected for months and were done. thanks for the memories i guess! it was fun in the beginning.

[opal-owl-flight]

Quick lore question, did marie considering the idea of replacing 4 play into the insecurities she has later?

Absolutely.

I wanna preface this by saying one thing: Young 4 was a COMPLETELY different person before she got recruited by Marie. And Marie...responds to her accordingly.

Long read abt Hero2 events below!! Its. A lil messy sorry qisjke these are my notes

Young 4? A bitch.

Everything she ever wanted was given to her. Moved out of the highlands with an ego the size of a planet (and also bc she felt suffocated there), thinking she can make it in the big city.

...she struggled to make it alone. She had moved out bc her family was suffocating her with love, but now theyre not here, so now she feels homesick and underappreciated.

All that is expressed by her harsh, bitchy attitude. Shes gonna be mean bc no one has seen her for who she is. She'll show them!!

She finds her way around like this, and discovers that shes just as good at turf war here and at home. In fact, shes *so* good that she got the status of a rising star!

It aaalll just gets into her head. Shes "proven everyone wrong" now. Shes got the superiority complex and can back it up.

Marie...

...saw this. She was looking for a new agent to help find the missing zapfish. The second 4 heard this from her, she flexed her arms and...

"Look no further, your hero is RIGHT HERE!"

Marie at first adored the spunkiness of this new agent. Uuuntil 4 started thinking that shes better than her.

"Watch out, Agent Four!"

"You watch YOURSELF, grandma! Think Im a damn idiot to not see that coming? WAHA!"

Marie rolled up her sleeves after several stages full of her ignoring orders or sassing her out of nowhere.

Is that how shes gonna be? Fine.

When 4 finally trips and falls, hard, on a particularly difficult level, Marie pulls her to the side to fix her up and give her a lecture that tore her fucking ego to shreds.

She says something so fucking harsh like "That attitude will make SURE that you die sad and alone. I wonder how anyone puts up with you."

4s too hurt by her own failure to say anything back.

The reality of war finally gives her a reality check. Each victory is earned. its her life on the line. And the world.

She regains her spunk after saving the world.

------

Silly 4. She gets the job done but it takes a LOT of pushing in the mid-stages. Its like she got legitimately bored after the initial super easy ones, and thought the entire campaign a joke.

She went back to her turfing life topside between stages. And she takes a WHILE to come back to her missions -- usually late!! And then before she even goes in she just HAS to yak Marie's face off with what she was doing up there.

"Youre late."

"You shouldve SEEN ME, Marie!! I was carrying that Rainmaker round! I was-"

"Pray tell, Agent Four. How will you keep participating in turf with the Zapfish gone?"

"Whaat? Cmon. Nothing seems to be changing! Theres still power through the city!"

"The backup supply wont last forever, you know."

"Yeah yeah. Okay. Im here now. Wheres the next kettle?"

This attitude is from her high school days, clearly. She breezes by everything so fast that she can afford to do things last minute. It affects even this.

That, alongside her talking smack back to Marie, is what makes her snap at 4. Its what makes 4 stick to the mission fully starting late area 4 and area 5. (This is also around the time 4s life was threatened. God help me in those stupid platforming stages)

Post Hero2, 4 more or less does what 3 does. Shes the "replacement" til 3 comes back. (That cant be good for her confidence.)

At the same time, she has to deal with Callie and Marie talking out what the fuck Callie did with Octaria. "THEY SQUIDNAPPED GRAMPS!!!" and all. Why help them??? They get into squabbles where 4 was the unfortunate witness to. And peacemaker. It does NOT help that Callie for a while kept putting the glasses back on!!!

4 wishes so bad she had help of any sort. She feels 3 might be able to do something but what does she know?? Shes never met em!! She just imagines what the missing agent would do in that situation.

Callie...was also the person she got close to. Shes fun (unlike the stuck up Marie), shes empathic, she opened 4s eyes to the Octarian plight. It made her acceptance of 8 later much smoother.

Im not saying shes not close to Marie either, I bet they healed their relationship around this year too. Marie's sorry she tore 4s ego the way she did (even if deserved...). Marie's much more supportive of what 4s doing topside. Shes expressing her pride in the agent she found much more openly. (She brags abt her to Callie at times.)

The three of them heal together in that time. 4 sees them as older sisters Im p sure. Theyre both giving her tips for turfing and -- Marie even helps her with homework, HAH

And...while I say that 4 and Marie are in better terms, there are still days where Marie blows up on her. Lesser extent than before, but shes *worried* for her agent! (Its a similar plight 3 has.) In those times, its Callie who has her back. ("Hey! Its not like shes not trying!!" Callie understands how it is, and she also knows Marie best -- shes the one who makes 4 understand where Marie is coming from.)

[eternalera]

im sorry but love IS the main theme in jjk, no not just in the movie but ALL of jjk.

dont believe me? fuck it, fine, i'll explain

lets start it out with the obvious, jjk 0. this is the prequel to the actual anime and manga series (although i guess actualy isnt the correct term... you get the point) and it starts all because of yuuta and rika who were both children when they fell in love.

rika gives yuuta a ring and tells him that its a promise ring and that its a promise that they'll be together forever.

yeah rika DIES

but dw, she gets turned into a curse... by yuuta, but it was on accident so... yeah fun-

then geto shows up and basically attacks the school and yuuta and rika save it using LITERALLY the power of love. then soon enough gojo ends up telling yuuta this 'love is the greatest curse of all'

yeah love is literally the main theme of that, yuuta's love is what cursed rika and caused her to become a curse but what of gojo? why is he saying 'love is the greatest curse of all'?

well soon after this he mentions his 'one and only' and its heavily implied (actually canon) that its suguru geto, YEP the mf who attacked the school. now lets take it back a few notches shall we <33

gojo and geto went to school together where they became extremely close friends (implies lovers as they do a TON of romantic stuff in japanese culture such as giving geto second button to gojo aka the one close to his heart and them riding on a bike together which is illegal in japan but its also considered romantic to break the rules with your lover so like??!?! yeah theyre gay)

soon after they have a mission to protect the star plasma vessel and imma spare you the details lets just say that it goes HORRIBLY wrong and it ends up causing a rift between gojo and geto. gojo ends up awakening becoming a better version of himself for it and is trying to show it to geto. yet he doesnt know that what happened with him and how he basically got a power up did NOT happen to geto.

geto was left to question who he was fighting for anymore and this caused him to... get a little silly and kill an entire village anyways the kfc breakup happens yada yada and remember that these two were really really REALLY close friends at least and most likely lovers (how i'll be referring to them from now on)

now what day did geto attack the school aka the night of 1000 demons parade? december 24, the same date which is the most romantic in japan (to my knowledge) and the same date which gojo killed him... YEAH THAT SHIT WAS PLANNED

but lets move onto something a little more... recent.

ITAFUSHI!!!

honestly my fav ship and why im all writing this in the first place. their love for each other was literally so great that they killed the king of curses. the whole reason that megumi locks in is because he realizes that yuuji is gonna be sad if he dies and that he doesnt want yuuji to be sad

these two care for each other so much and its basically shown at the start of the manga, how megumi sees yuuji and saves him without hesitation, he just doesnt want to see a good person die.

he then says 'what if someone you saves kills another in the future' and when yuuji asks him that megumi cant answer. and when he can yuuji literally flips back and kills himself in order to save megumi and mind you he was fearing death a few seconds ago, saying how he didnt want to die yet and how he had regretted eating that stupid finger

yet when it came to saving megumi all of the sudden that didnt matter anymore, in fact when sukuna offered to bring him back he said no because he didnt want sukuna hurting more people... speaking over that-

SHIBUYA!!! yeah sukuna takes over yuuji and kills a bunch of people- kinda ironic seeing how megumi asked yuuji 'what are you gonna do if someone you save kills those later?' even MORE ironic that before that its revealed that yuuji swallowing the finger caused a bunch of parts of sukuna to wake up and start killing people and both of them realized this and went 'imma not tell the other cause thatll make them sad'

anyways megumi gives his bf a pep talk and then BAM megkuna and yuuji goes batshit against sukuna <3

anyways before megumi separates from sukunas body he says that he's gonna try living for someone else just one more time and its pretty obvious that this person is yuuji.

ALSO fun little thing.

love the greatest curse of all won against the king of curses, sukuna. sukuna who refused to feel or care for human emotions. aint that something?

[axelsagewrites]

May I request a story for Ramsey Bolton where the reader is trying to get Ramsay's attention and trying her best to flirt with him but he's completely oblivious to it so she has to get bolder with her attempts. And it turns out he knew the whole time but wanted to see how far she'd go.

Ramsay Bolton*How Far Would You Go

Pairing: Ramsay x f!reader

Summary: Ramsay decides to make the reader wait before he finally gives her exactly what she's been craving,

Warnings: teasing, praise, degradation, spanking, choking, rough sex, p in v sex, male receiving oral, unsafe sex, hair pulling, hickeys (Ramsay is a slut im sorry change my mind) smut 18+

Word count: 3394

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The signs were subtle at first. Ramsay noticed the smile on your lips as you called him my lord, how deep your curtsey was when he passed, how you always seemed to be just looking at him. Since coming to Winterfell as its new lord he had found himself at the centre of your attention, a lady from a relatively small noble house once loyal to the Starks but who switched to the Boltons side recently.

He noticed that when your family arrived at the great hall for dinner your eyes were on him. He had to hold back a groan when he noticed the way your mouth touched your cup, so softly pressing it against your lips, and drinking slowly, your eyes only closing for a moment so he could watch.

At first Ramsay tried to hide his own infatuation for the sake of his reputation. He didn’t want his father to think he wasn’t fully there especially with a threat of a boy baby potentially replacing everything he worked for. However, over time he noticed your actions grow bolder.

It was subtle at first. “Lord Ramsay,” you curtseyed, eyes flickering to the floor before back to him. His eyes lingered on you curiously as your cheeks grew red and you scurried away. before you had always said my lord or lord Bolton. The way your lips moved around his name entranced him.

While you were eating dinner in the great hall Roose and Ramsay Bolton approached where you were sitting with your father and uncles. “Lady (Y/N),” Roose greeted as he approached, “Perhaps you should take some air since you’re finished your supper. I must speak with your father,” he said but the words were not a request.

“Of course, my lord what a wonderful suggestion,” you said as you stood from your half full plate, “My Lords,” you curtsied slightly before walking past. As you past Ramsay you couldn’t help yourself from deliberately bumping into him causing you both to stumble. You paused to steady yourself with a hand resting on his arm, “My apologies my lord. I can be so clumsy at times,” you said batting your eyelashes before slinking off without another word, trying to not seem flustered when you realised how muscular his arms were from all his archery.

Ramsay looked after you for only a moment as you walked out before quickly sitting with his father. What he hadn’t seen was your sad face when you glanced back and realised, he wasn’t looking. You took his fathers advice however and decided to take a stroll through the godswood. Few prayed during this time, so it was rather empty to your delight.

The silence was broken by twigs snapping causing you to jump and spin around, “Ramsay,” you gasped when you noticed the silent man staring at you, “My lord you scared me,” you said, your hand on your chest.

“Apologies my lady,” he said cooly, “You should not be out here alone. It is unsafe,”

“Of course, my lord,” you said, bowing your head, “How silly of me. Perhaps you could escort me on my next walk? The godswood is so beautiful this time of year,” you said, walking closer to the man who stood like a statue, “So peaceful too. If I was to guess we are completely alone out here,” you said.

“Thinking like that is why I caught you off guard,” he said, his eyes never leaving yours but not giving anything away either, “Anyone could be out here,”

You did your best to fight back a blush as you stepped closer, placing a hand on his arm, “Then it’s a good thing you’re here to keep me safe my lord,”

Ramsay’s eyes flickered to your hand that rested on his arm, its touch lingering. When he glanced back at your eyes, he couldn’t help but notice how perfect they were in this light, “The sun will be setting soon,” he said lowly, “You should get back before its dark,”

“Will you escort me my lord?” you asked, stepping closer once more so your body was only inches from his, “It would make me feel so much better to have you at my side,”

Ramsay managed to keep his chuckle down as he nodded and turned to escort you back to the castle. You quickly stumbled to catch up with him. Without a word you linked your arm with his. He didn’t shrug you off however he didn’t even look at you when you did so. However internally Ramsay was smirking. Just how far would you go?

When you arrived back in the walls of Winterfell Ramsay dropped your arm, “My lady,” he nodded his head to leave when you grabbed his hand to stop him.

He noted how soft your hands were compared to his, “Aren’t you going to escort me to my chambers my lord? You said yourself anyone could be here,”

“I trust you to find your chambers my lady,” he said however Ramsay raised your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss, just enough to make you hooked. “Goodnight,” he said before dropping your hand and turning to leave.

You didn’t even have time to say goodnight before he walked away. you sighed and looked around the yard, grateful no one was there to see the rejection or at least close enough to notice. Instead of heading to your chambers you went straight to the kitchen, still hungry from not getting to finish dinner.

The kitchen servants were kind enough to give you some leftovers from dinner and you sat at a small table in the kitchen to eat. You were completely wrapped up in your own thoughts as you sipped your wine and ate the stew. You weren’t posed seductively, or trying to catch anyone’s attention, you weren’t gazing up at him with those fuck me eyes you had shown him so many times. But when Ramsay stood in the doorway to the kitchen, come to find himself some food, he found himself completely entrance by the sight of you. if he didn’t want to see how far you were willing to go, he would’ve bent you over that table here and now.

Your attention however was drawn when you heard a dish clatter, “My Lord,” the servants’ eyes suddenly dropped as one tried to pick up the pieces of the dish they’d dropped when they had been startled by Ramsay.

When you looked at him, he could tell you were surprised but he couldn’t help finding it amusing how you straightened your posture at his arrival. “My lady,” he said, ignoring the others in the room as he approached the table. “These are not your chambers,” he said as he stood in front of you. Ramsay noted how much he liked the position of your head so close to his crotch as you gazed up at him as he stood only inches away.

“I was hungry,” you stuttered out, “Sorry my lord,”

“Its quite alright,” he said as he put his hand out for you to take, “Let me escort you to your chambers my lady. I wouldn’t want you getting lost again,”

You took his hand, face flushing lightly as you stood as Ramsay hadn’t moved so now your bodies were almost pressed against each other. You stood in the silence for a moment before Ramsay stepped back allowing you to pass.

As you walked the halls, your arm linked with his and your eyelashes constantly batting at him, Ramsay debated with himself how far he was willing to go with this tonight. How long would he draw this out for. Your flirting had grown far bolder now as you walked the empty halls to your chamber. Ramsay did his best to hide his smirk and act oblivious as you clung to his arm and flirted more shamefully than he had heard any other lady.

When you arrived at your chamber door you unlatched it, eyes lingering on him, before stepping partially into the room, “It can get so cold in Winterfell don’t you think?”

“You should light a fire my lady,” Ramsay said cooly.

He noticed how your breath hitched, holding back a groan at his constant obliviousness. This was going to be fun. “Perhaps you could help me light it my lord?”

“I could send a servant,”

“I don’t trust another man in my chambers,”

“A woman perhaps,”

He could practically see steam pouring out your ears. You wondered whether his obliviousness was rather rejection but figured you had already came this far, “Sending for servants is pointless. Id freeze by the time they got here. My lord if you could spare just five minutes,”

Five minutes, Ramsay thought, no this would last far longer than five, “Very well my lady,” Ramsay said, gliding past you into the cold chamber.

You quickly covered the shocked expression on your face and latched the door once more turning to watch as he began to coax the flames. In silence Ramsay lit the fireplace before standing and turning to you, “Is there anything else you need from me my lady?” Ramsay asked as he approached you, just inches in front of you and his face looking down at you with the hint of a smirk.

He knew. You knew he knew. And it drove you crazy, “No my lord,” you said, disguising your own smirk.

Ramsay frowned briefly before covering it up, stepping ever so slightly closer, “Really?” he asked with fake wonder, “Because you seemed awfully desperate for me to enter your chambers,” he said, breath fanning your face, “One might wonder if you’re intentions were noble my lady,” a silent stalemate took place as you both waited for the other to make the first move.

Moments passed and eventually Ramsay decided to go for check, “I should be going my lady,” he said, trying to step passed you only for you to step and block his past, “Yes my lady?” he asked looking down at you.

“There is something you could do My Lord,” you said, your hands moving to rest on his arms.

“And that is?” he said, his face moving closer, his lips only an inch away. so far.

You decided to be bolder, however. Standing on your tip toes, you leaned up to whisper in his ear, “You could fuck me already,”

Ramsay’s hands moved suddenly making you gasp as he held your jaw tight in his grip as he brought his lips to brush against yours, “All you had to do was ask darling,” he whispered, lips bumping softly against yours as he spoke before he crashed his lips onto yours.

The kiss was heated and messy as your hands moved to his shoulders, feeling the muscles through his tunic, your finger trips trailing his collar. He released your jaw but only to pull you in closer by your waist, one hand steading you while the other moved down to grip your hip, squeezing it over the fabric of your dress.

Ramsay growled in his throat as he grew frustrated with the fabric hiding you from him. Without warning he broke the kiss to spin you around, pressing your back into his chest.  The feeling of his hard chest against you making you hold your breath as he kissed your neck, his hands working on the laces on the front of your dress, “Wanna see you,” he mumbled between kisses, “Wanna see all of you,” Ramsay pushed the dress off your shoulders, letting the fabric pool around your feet as his hands moved to squeeze your breasts through your thin shift. “This can go too,” he whispered as his hands found the collar of the fabric. Before you could question him the sound of tearing fabric flooded your ears. Your skin pricked with the sudden cold, your nipples hardening as the air hit them. Ramsay wasted no time in finding them and squeezing them between his fingers as his lips sucked dark spots along your neck, “Is this what you wanted?” he asked as he left another mark, “To be my whore?”

“Yes,” you moaned, leaning into his chest as he rolled your nipples between his fingers making your body tingle, “It’s all I want,”

“I wondered how far you’d go,” he said as he removed his lips from your skin and let your nipples free. The absence made you whine. His hands found your hips, turning you to face him again, “Such a needy little thing,” he teased. One hand reached out to hold your chin, forcing you to face him. Ramsay felt himself grow hard as your eyes stared into his silently begging for his touch, “Show me how much you need me,”

Without question you sank to your knees. Ramsay smirked as he kept his eyes locked on yours as you began to work on the laces on his trousers, pulling at them desperately only making yourself struggle more, “So eager to please,” he cooed, “So good,” he said as he took over and finally unlaced the fabric. “Are you going to be good for me?” he asked, his hand still holding your jaw lightly.

As he spoke you reached into his underclothes and released his hard cock which stood proudly in front of your eyes now. It was bigger than you expected but there was nothing you craved more right now. Ramsay growled, gripping your jaw tighter at your silence causing you to finally look back up, “I asked you a question,”

“Yes, my lord,” you whispered, “I’ll be good, I promise,” your eyes flickered back to his cock which twitched at your words. “Please?” you asked, eyes gazing up at him. When he nodded you leaned forward, placing a kiss on its tip making him groan.

Ramsay’s head rolled back as you began to leave soft licks around his tip. You began to trail your tongue down his shaft before swirling it back around the tip. Just as you went to take him into your mouth Ramsay grew inpatient. His hand found your hair, tightening it in his grip. “Fuck,” he groaned as he pushed your mouth down his cock. The feeling made you gag but soon you began to bob your head up and down his length, pressing your down flat against his shaft. Ramsay’s groans and grunts were the only noise in the room beside the crackling fire. He gasped lightly when he felt your hands cup his balls, squeezing them gently in your hands, “More,” he whispered. You began to tighten your grip slightly until moans left his lips. You knew he was close, precum coating your tongue.

His hand tightened in your hair before he suddenly pulled your head off.

You were gasping, spit and precum dripping from your face and his cock, your cheeks wet with tears. Seeing your face alone was almost enough to make him cum. “Why’d you stop?” you asked between gasps for air.

Ramsay wondered how he got so lucky as he looked down at your swollen lips, “Because im not done with you yet,” he said before making you stand by your hair, “I’m not gonna be done for a while,” he said before crashing his lips onto yours.

The kiss was messy, and your hands moved to tug on his tunic, whining into the kiss for him to take them off. His hands gripped your hips, his fingertips sinking into the soft flesh. “Please,” you whined.

“Do you really think you’re in the position of making orders?” he asked spanking your ass as he spoke making you gasp and him smirk.

“Please,” you whined, your lips chasing his, “I need you please Ramsay my lord fuck me,” you begged as you kissed his face between pleads.

Ramsay practically growled as he began to push you over to the bed. “Is this what you want?” he asked as the backs of your leg hit the wooden frame and Ramsay pushed you back by your shoulders causing you to fall onto the sheets, “To be fucked like some whore?” he said as he began to strip his tunic off.

Your eyes began to rake the exposed skin as he pulled his undershirt over his head. “Not some whore,” you said as you shuffled up the bed, “Your whore,”

Ramsay quickly pulled his trousers off before crawling up the bed, “You’re mine,” he growled as his teeth began to nip at your skin around your chest, “All fucking mine, okay?”

“Okay,” you gasped as his lips took your nipple in his mouth, sucking on it harshly before gently nibbling the sensitive bud. “Fuck,” you whined as his hand moved between your legs.

Ramsay ran a finger up your slit, smirking to himself and releasing your nipple despite your whines, “So wet for me,” he chuckled, “And I’ve not even done anything to you yet,” he said as he moved to rest his legs between yours, “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he said as he held his length, rubbing his tip up and down your slit already making you whimper, “that you won’t want anything else when im done with you,”

“Please” you whined as your hands gripped his shoulders, “I want you please-fuck” you gasped, your eyes tightening when you felt him push his tip in.

Ramsay’s head dropped, his eyes shutting as he groaned at the feeling. “So, fucking good,” he praised as he began to push in till he was all the way in. “So good for me,” he said, raising his head to meet your eyes. His hands moved, one to steady himself, and the other to run along your throat.

You could feel the burn as his cock stretched you out. Your hips bucked trying to create more friction. You whined when you felt him begin to pull out slightly. “Such a good slut,” Ramsay praised as he thrust back in making your gasp. His hand tightened around your throat as he began to thrust at a fast pace. You could feel a knot growing in your stomach, a burning sensation tingling your body in ways it never had.

Your hands clawed into his back, running deep scratches down his skin as he fucked you into the mattress. his breath was ragged as he tried to keep pace, but the feeling of your fingernails was making it hard not to cum. You understood the struggle as the pressure threatened to wash over you. Ramsay’s head dropped to rest between your neck and shoulder.

When his hand let go of your throat you gasped for air which turned into whines as his fingers moved to rub circles onto your clit. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked between groans. “You're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me” he praised as he kissed your neck. Ramsay could feel the way your cunt tightened around him, “Are you gonna cum for me? Come around my cock?”

A loud moan ripped through your throat as the pressure released over your body. His name fell from your lips but that did not stop Ramsay’s pace. Your moans only seemed to encourage him more as his hands moved to your legs, pushing them up to his shoulders and allowing him to hit deeper. “Fuck,” he groaned as his sloppy thrusts sped up as he fucked you through your orgasm, your eyes rolling back to your skull. “Yes,” he began to pant and with a few more thrusts you felt him stiffen above you, his fingers digging into the flesh of your legs. “Fuck,” he groaned as he came, his seed spilling inside you.

Ramsay moved to fall beside you on the bed, gasping for air as he did. After a few moments of almost seeing stars from the pleasure you rolled to the side to curl into his side. Ramsay looked down at you with half amazing and amusement. “You really are perfect, aren’t you?”

“Shut up,” you said, burying your head into his chest as your cheeks flushed.

Ramsay laughed as he pulled you into his arms, “So I can fuck your brains out but can’t pay you a compliment?” he said only making your head bury away deeper, “Oh I'm going to enjoy you little one. That I'm sure of,”

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[s3raphimssins]

i need soulmate AU Dazai x fem!reader

The soulmate can be match up however you'd like, btw if you like angst you can make it ansty but I'd like the ending to be fluff!!

Tysm!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷summary: when all hope is lost in the midst of the darkness there is light...but what if that life was a person?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷pairings: Dazai x fem!reader (soulmate au)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷warnings: angst/fluff, mentions of torture, mentions of killing, abit of gore?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Felix's note: omg! I love this i was going to make a soulmate AU this is perfect! I hope you like it! sorry i took too long I was giving midterms <3 heart divider by: @cafekitsune <3 w.c: 1.1k

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it was weird.

was it an ability? a disease? who knew. There was this thing going around in Yokohama about soulmates. There were a lot of symptoms and one by one you felt them. All of them.

┊┊.number 1: the closer you are the warmer you get.

you heard people outside the agency through the window talking about how cold they were feeling all the time. Saying its sad that their soulmate has to be so far. But you. You were always warm. While they were wearing sweaters to protect them from hypothermia. You were doing the opposite.

"what wrong angel, need to take your mind off me~" Dazai teased.

"you wish" you sighed and went back to your report. "and for the record I have a name so consider using it."

he chuckled and strolled away. You felt a warm feeling when he talked to you. Nothing out of the ordinary. This was going on since months. Nothing you couldn't brush off.

┊┊.number 2: you feel their pain. physically.

"OUCH!" you hissed.

Immediately Naomi came to help "oh my gosh whats wrong are you okay!?" she held you for support. "is it the soulmate thing?!"

"did he just get punched in the gut or something?!". You couldn't help but feel cold. Dazai was missing for a few days now ever since he went out. The agency could care less. You could care less. But you couldn't help but feel drawn to him. His silly jokes. His teasing. The day felt empty without hi. Maybe you should go looking for him. He's Dazai after all. Probably got all busted up by the mafia. (yes, yes he did)

┊┊.number 3: the first thing they thought about when they saw you appears on your arm and only goes away once you fall inlove with eachother

"look at hers!" the agency were busy pointing to other peoples arms which was clearly readable. You looked with them. Amazed by this. Also distraught by some things that were written. You checked your watch for the time and...wait...was this there?

'pretty eyes'

you turned red and desperately attempted to cover it with you sleeve and sat down trying to calm yourself. Kunnikida noticed and asked "are you okay?"

"yeah, yeah im fine" you hid your face in your hands. until Ranpo screamed.

"her soulmate thinks she has pretty eyes!". Ofcourse you couldn't hide it. Everyone gasped and some laughed. They ran to you to see the imprint up close. Dazai stood in the back looking at a mark he got not too long ago 'flirt'. He had already figured it out. He figured it out ever since he felt warm around you.

He loved you. But did you love him? Was he your soulmate? This thing tells you your soulmate but never guarantees them being your soulmate? He didn't deserve a soulmate. After all hes done. He deserved to die alone. You had another soulmate. And he would be left alone. Just like he thought. He sighed turned around and left.

┊┊.number 4: your dreams are their memories.

you woke up with a tear stained face. Breathing heavy. A nightmare. A very bad one. You were in the mafia? But you have always been in the agency? You weren't the one getting tortured but. You were torturing them? You've been having these nightmares alot. Sometimes the boss was manipulating you. Sometimes you were killing.

Why were you having these dreams. You would never kill someone. That innocent man had such a traumatized face and you killed him in the most brutal way ever. You made him bite the stairs. You smashed his jaw. And shot him thrice. A mafia traitors punishment. But why were you seeing it? Who would do such a thing? This is why you swore to never join the mafia.

┊┊.number 5: you feel what they feel, but this time emotionally

you always felt drained. You hated this? You aren't like this. You never felt anything now. There was this constant guilt in your chest. You never felt empathy now when you were on missions. You were distressed that you weren't feeling anything. This isn't you. Why was this happening. Oh. Your soulmate. That made you sadder at the thought. The thought that your soulmate goes through this everyday. You want to see him. Hug him. This is terrible, someone feeling like this. Who could deal with this?

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A month had passed like this, Everything was the same. Except Dazai had changed. He didn't flirt with you, he didn't even talk to you. He even avoided talking you with him on a mission. Why is he acting like this. Its really bugging you.

Now that you thought about it. You did the same. Avoided him. Never spent time with him. Never offered to do anything for him. It was like now you two had the same personality and did the same thing. It was a silent mutual agreement that happened you don't even remember when. Did it even happen? Why did it happen even if it did.

Now you crossed eachothers paths like you don't know one another.

Like right now. You were outside getting some stuff and he was out to do you don't know what but you saw him walking infront of you. Without a hi, without a hello, no how are you you walked right past eachother. Just like you always di-

┊┊.number 6: and when things will be lost a red string will connect you two that will never break.

You turned around and looked at him. He did the same. Your eyes pen wide. His breathing stopped. A red string on your pinky that connected to his finger. You looked at the string and looked at him. He did the same. You dropped whatever was in your hands and ran to him and hugged him. He didn't say anything but hugged you back. Those dreams were his memories, those feelings were what he felt, you felt warm because he was near. He was the one who thought you had pretty eyes.

"im so..sorry..." you whispered in between sniffles.

he smiled and pat your head soothing you hair and kissed your forehead. " You don't have to be, im sorry too"

"if only i could i would absorb your pain and return it to you as love -louise kaufmann" you said and smiled at him

"its you...it was always you" he whispered.

and thats why with pain and suffering comes rest in the end.

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[wifeofwandamaximoff]

Heyy got some silly recs if you like, it's just angst where wanda forget r's birthday like r was really looking forward to it because wands promised reader they'd go camping on her birthday but wanda forgot, fluff at the end though, thank you so much. Love youu😚

Authors Note: I loved this request and I had so much fun writing this. Its a small one shot. Im so sorry that it came out later than expected. I just had a lot of things going on at the moment. But im hoping to at least release 1-3 fics on Thanksgiving since I have the week off from school.

Warnings: Cursing, Angst, Fluff at the end.

I woke up to see that the bed was empty. I then quickly smiled and remembered it was my 26th birthday. I got up and put on a sun dress. It was a white dress with blue flowers on it, it stopped at my mid thighs. I then brushed my hair and went downstairs too see Natasha in the kitchen.

"Little Spider! Happy Birthday! Oh god ur growing up so fast." She pouted at the last part. I rolled my eyes at her words.

"Thanks Natty but where's Wands?" I then asked since I haven't seen her all morning.

"I think she's on a mission but its only gone be a few more hours until she gets home." Natasha told me with a smile.

"Oh ok" , I said with a sad smile. I then quickly made myself some hot chocolate while Natasha was rambling to me about Maria.

"Hey is Yelena coming over today?" I suddenly then asked her. Natasha then stopped her rambling and thought for a moment.

"Well duh, its ur birthday and im sure she is gonna bring a shit ton of vodka." Natasha said while rolling her eyes. I chuckled. Yelena has been giving me vodka for every one of my birthdays for 9 years now.

"Mm well im gonna go out. Text me when Wanda's back!" I shouted before I left the compound.

Hours later im still roaming the streets of Manhattan. I then suddenly get a text from Wanda asking where I am. Its now 7pm and I have realized an hour ago that Wanda forgot my birthday.

I didn't reply back to her and I kept roaming the streets. I then saw a ice cream stand and I decided to treat myself one more time for the night since I bought quite a lot of clothing.

I then ordered a strawberry cheesecake ice cream and started to make my way back to the compound. I then felt a presence approaching me.

Wanda then landed right in front of me. I then stopped walking and stared at her while eating my ice cream.

"Why weren't u answering my texts?" She questioned me immediately when she landed in front of me. I just kept eating my ice cream while staring at her.

"And why are u dressed up?" She asked while looking at me in my sun dress with multiple bags on my wrists while holding an ice cream. I just kept eating my ice cream while looking at her.

"Look at the date." I said while still munching on my ice cream. She then pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked her calendar. Her eyes then widened when she saw what today was.

"Oh detka im so sorry!" She then hugged me. Once she pulled away she took the bags off my wrist and dragged me towards some shops. My almost finished ice cream then dropped onto the ground making me a bit sad.

"Sorry detka ill buy u another one later." She said before dragging me into a store. After she finished dragging me into about 13 different stores we then were on our way back home.

"Wands u bought too much." I said while I was on her back. She then shook her head.

"There is no such thing, plus this is my apology for forgetting ur birthday and going on a mission while I could've been spending time with u and celebrating ur birthday." She said with a sad smile.

We then arrived back at the compound where everyone was waiting for us and set up a movie night for my birthday.

"Im gonna go change ill be right back." I said before taking all the bags and carrying them upstairs. I then arrived at our shared room and set all the bags on the bed and changed into some sweats. I then tied my hair in a bun before going downstairs to join the rest of the team.

"Little Spider! I brought us some vodka!" Yelena shouted when she saw me coming down.

"Its 9pm Lena! She is not drinking!" Natty scolded her. She then grumbled before setting the 9 bottles of vodka on the counter. I then run up to Lena and hug her.

"Dont worry we'll drink some when they are all asleep." I said with a cheeky smile. I then let go of her before I settled in between Wanda and Natty. Lena on Nat's other side.

"Can we watch Harry Potter?" I asked the whole team which they quickly agreed too. The TV then switched onto the first movie. I then snuggled into Wanda.

"Natty yelled at u for forgetting my birthday didn't she?" I quietly asked Wanda. She then turned to me. Hugging me tightly.

"You know damn well she did detka." She said with a timid voice. She was so scared of Natty it made me laugh every time she got yelled at.

"Even though u forgot my birthday im still glad I got to spend some of it with u Wanda." I said with a soft smile.

She then softly kissed me on the lips before going back to watch Harry Potter.

Once she turned away I was smiling like a kid in a candy store. I then cuddled into her before going back to watch Harry Potter. Best 26th birthday ever.

[abreathlessplace]

im dying

im slowly dying but its okay.

im slowly dying but its okay, your the only one i desire. im slowly dying but its okay, to be seen is to be loved. im slowly dying with nobody that understands me. the ocean might understand me but you won’t.

do people only love me because they couldn’t find someone better to love?

im slowly dying but its okay. take my hand, i’ll protect you and you’ll protect me.

im sorry mom for not being the perfect daughter you’ve always wanted. i keep forgetting i am here, as a person. no one ever told me; in love you drown. desired but never loved they said.

life is more than being alive, my head spins and i am back in my childhood home. where love is everywhere.

where did that love go? i never hated you, i couldn’t hate you if i tried. believe me, i have tried. i stay home a lot, listen to music and think too much.

baciami, kiss me. i wonder what i look like in your eyes. i fell in love with you because you loved me when i couldn’t love myself.

the bastard winked at me, the only thought in that moment was ‘oh shit’.

am i difficult to love, or am i just unloveable? every time a man yells, you are seven years old again.

we drink the poison our minds pour for us and wonder why we feel so sick. its all lie, darling.

you said you wouldn’t and you did it anyways. silly me, thinking you cared and she used to be the sweetest girl, she cared. i always cared. that’s my problem.

let me die first or i will die twice. tell me how i can love you in a way that it feels like love for you. he smelled of cigarettes and sadness.

people are people, and sometimes it doesn’t work out. if you feel nothing then why are you shaking?

when im lost in my own head, i look for you but you are nowhere to be found. sometimes i noticed when you glanced at me in the hallways, and when i passed your classes or when our eyes used to meet.

im not stupid. im too sober for this i told myself, but after all this time, i can’t believe i still want you. i don’t know why im still hoping like an idiot.

my heads so loud, i want to turn it off.

im slowly dying but its okay. i wish i could just ask you what you think of me. i worshipped the myth i made of you, but im off my knees now.

i wish i could have saved you, please forgive me. i am my own ghost haunting the memories i love the most. when i first saw you, i knew it was going to end soon. starved of love and anything good.

i want to live not just survive. i guess im not just a thing you left behind.

im sorry to break it to you, but that little girl isn’t coming back anytime soon.

i want to feel again, i want my time back please and if we don’t talk again, remember i loved you.

i forgave you a long time ago, but i never forgot the words you told me that night and what if i told you about what happened that night? the night where you weren’t there and i had to take care of myself, while another man was touching my skin and it wasn’t your touch-

stop, you’re creating problems in your head again stop that.

im slowly dying inside but its okay. i’ll be okay.

this is a game. no wrong, no rights only a winner and a loser (we’re not that different, you and i)

[hearts4kaulitz]

AFRAID .

tom x gn! reader

THE BAND WAS IN A INTERVIEW, talking about various topics with giggles tied in between. especially you and bill, you two kept cracking up at a memory the interviewer unlocked on accident.

of course, your boyfriend, tom took note of this. he tried to play it off as you two just looking back at silly memories but it was the way you looked at him is what sent tom into pure jealousy.

you had always looked at tom like that, he swore. he also noticed the way bill looked at you, just the same.

did you like bill? did bill like you? were you two secretly together? the list went on and on as every thought made tom fill with more and more envy.

after the interview you and bill continued to talk so more, it seemed like you enjoyed being around him more than your own boyfriend!

he saw it as you teasing him purposely, maybe you were and maybe you weren’t. who even knew cause it sure as hell wasnt him.

you and bill finally departed after a few more minutes, you sped towards tom.

“hey babe” you smiled, looking at his jealous expression with concern.

“hey..” tom muttered obviously upset with something as he narrowed his eyes when bill came into sight.

“whats wrong? you seem down.” you asked, taking his hand gently just for it to slip away.

a streak of sadness ran through your body as a frown fell against your lips, awkwardly pursing them together.

“nothing,” he finally spoke up, his voice was hoarse and cracked a bit and it only made me more concerned.

your frown grew as you went to cup his face and without his rejection. “whats wrong?”

a sigh left his lips as you avoided your eyes, embarrassed. “i just… are you replacing me?” he murmured hesitantly as regret coarser through his veins.

“of course not, why would i? your my favorite person ever.” your gaze softened and you soon understood what he was talking about, you had caught glances of his jealous looks but thought nothing about it.

“oh…” you realized, guilt tripping in your stomach. you looked at him with a dismayed expression, “im sorry…”

“its okay, i was just… scared..” he stuttered awkwardly as his face burned in embarrassment. “im sorry love..”

you sighed before capturing his lips in a small yet passionate kiss. tom had returned to his normal self as he began to deepen it, his hands roaming to your hips before you two pulled apart.

“how about we find somewhere more private?” he suggested.

SORRY THIS IS SHORT ITS 5AM AND I HAVE SCHOOL… ANYWAY TYSM TO THE PERSON WHO SUGGESTED THIS IDEA!!

[the-introverted-writer-for-life]

Running around in circles

I cant form coherent thoughts but im so hyped i need to talk about shiny cousins wehehe

Theyre sosososo silly to me

Fun fact the cousins headcanon started cus i have an online cousin who sounds JUST LIKE GEM. Its like uncanny. Except my cousin sounds a tad more tired and awkward sometimes id say buuuut still!

Weheheh

They were like the bestests of friends growing up!! Pearl was slightly older and Gem always looked up to her. Gem was always the golden child yet in her eyes Pearl was better, and she wanted to impress her, always be her player 2!

Except then she actually joined the series her cousin partakes on! She's part of them cool kids! She meets Pearl's friendgroup. She makes friends herself. Its nice!

And then when push comes to shove- she choses her brother over Gem.

Pearl chose Scar over her.

How could she?

Pearl explained, a season later, that its because Scar was there for her when no one else was, she had to return the favor, she couldnt just leave him hanging when he needed her. And yet Gem takes that the wrong way

"I WOULDVE BEEN THERE TOO IF I COULD AND YOU KNOW THAT."

Gem hates being remembered of all she missed out on, all the drama and bonding and experiences. All the jokes she will never get or be a part of-

And. (This is way more connected to the roleplay i have going on. Where Gem gave pearl and scott the wrong awnser to a her related question on the trivia and scott got swapped with his DL counterpart)

Pearl wishes she cared. But she cant. Cause out of petty grudges. Drama she knows the watchers wont even like enough. Because its fake and unprovoked. At least in her eyes.

She cannot care cause because of that pettiness she lost her closest ally, her soulmate. And instead was left stuck with- the worst version of him. Who cannot even believe her when she says this isnt the place they split up in. This isnt the place they cut the thread, its one with a way stronger bond without the need of any strings attached.

She is stuck with the person that hates her the most.

But of course. Gem doesnt know that. Gem doesn't believe that. She *can't* believe that. Cause how could she?

Everyone loves Pearl. She knows that. The thought of someone hating her is just- ridiculous. She's the first one to dare and do such a thing! And she's the best at it too.

She's no longer her player 2. Gem is her own player 1 and she decides if to go solo or co-op. And she choses Joel. She choses her own team. And Pearl wont be a part of it.

And Gem wont care when Pearl's sad or pathetic.

She wont care.

....

But she does. She hates herself for caring cause Pearl just looks like such a hurt puppy. She looks like she's seen a ghost from her past.. no. A demon. And-

Gem doesnt care.

She can figure it out... its what she gets... right?

Right...

Tsk. And there she goes again. Running back to her "big" brother for help. (God knows thats bs, Pearl's the big sister a good 90% of the time, the only thing that doesnt line up is their actual ages.)(but. Hey. Maybe she does need him to be the big one now. Keep her from throwing herself to another pile of snow. Relapsing. He cant enable her, this isnt to hurt Scott anymore, itd be to hurt herself. He'd rather gain and burn a powdered snow empire than trade her even one bucket.)

Sorry this is a mix of shiny cousins and snowblings mb

I love this rp sm mwehehehe (it wasnt even supposed to be family centered thats the best part)

...I don't even know what to say except how long did it take you to type all that out

But this is like

Next level

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

Ok so....

Aizetsu taking an aphrodisiac

Write this scenario however you want it to end up, either way I'll love it 🙏🏾😩

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This idea has every egg in my reproductive system exploding and leaking out of me. GOOD LORD😍🙈

Warnings: fem!reader, aphrodisiac (its a substance ment to increase someone sex drive), accidental drug use, consent is given (obviously), rough sex, biting, blood mentioned (from the bite and Aizetsu's sharp nails), cum play, size kink (my silly little mind likes to imagine him getting bigger on the aphrodisiac), breeding kink

You're in a mess now. Your friend had stopped by earlier in the day to not only spend time with you but also to show you this new substance she got. It was something she wanted to try for herself and her boyfriend to have a more exciting time in bed, and you could only shake your head at her idea but still cheer her on.

Stupidly, your friend had left the substance on the table. It was too late for your friend to walk back to your house and send a crow telling you she'd come pick it up tomorrow. You looked at the clock and saw that your boyfriend Aizetsu hadn't shown up yet. You head to the shower without him thinking he got caught up in a meeting and didn't want to mind it too much.

Once you came out with the towel around your body, you heard someone in your kitchen. You walk towards the light with a chuckle. "I thought it wad you Aizetsu. Why are you here... so.. late.." You lose trail of your words when you see the blue-eyed demon taking the small pills and eating one at a time from the bottle.

"Why did you shower without me... how sad, " Aizetsu said with a frown, but you could only stand there there, dumb founded. "What are you doing!?" You said and rushed over to him, taking away the bottle. "Don't raise your voice at me.. it makes me sad, " he said, almost sounding like hes going to cry. "What did I do for you to yell at me? You'd never have a problem when i eat some of your candy, but it seems like you do now.. im sorry, please don't hate me." Aizetsu let his head fall down to stare at his feet.

You sigh and hold his head up by his cheeks to look at you "I could never hate you" you smiled and kissed his lips "and I'm not angry or not sharing my candy with you... but baby, this isn't candy. " Your smile turned into a worried one, "you see. To put it simple my friend accidentally left these sex pills her and her boyfriend wanted to try out and that's what you just took" you laughed nervously.

"Dose it have wisteria in it.." Aizetsu asked, almost frighten. "No, no!! Well it is made from natural things but there's no wisteria in it" you let go of his face and think "actually... I don't believe this will work on a demon so I wouldn't worry" you smiled to reassure Aizetsu.

"If there's no wisteria in it, then it's fine. However, " he points down "you're not correct on it having no effect on a demon. How sad," he said. You look down to see his dick print through his pants. "i-i see... I was wrong -" you said, but Aizetsu picks you up effortlessly and puts you on the table.

"Y/n~" his breaths became heavy, and his hands grabbed your hips tightly, pulling you closer to his crotch to grind his cock againts you "Please, I need you," he begs and leans forward, pressing his chest agisnts your boobs and licks your ear "you're friend wanted to see how this aphrodisiac would work on her boyfriend right? Why don't you give her a review on how it worked on your demon boyfriend? " Aizetsu said, already moaning. I'm your ear as he grinds harder.

"Aizetsu~" you moaned his name, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Let's go to the bed, I want it there" you asked and Aizetsu carried you there.

"Anything for you"

Aizetsu tried to be slow and calm with you like usual, but with each passing second, he couldn't hold back anymore. You took notice and moved his hair from his face to kiss his forehead and his pretty horns. "It's okay~" You can be as rough as you want, " you said, cupping his face."y-you sure?" Aizetsu grabs at your nightgown. "I wouldn't want to hurt you. It saddens me if I did-" You put your hand over his lips.

"I said it's okay," you reassured. With that, Aizetsu tears your nightgown off your body, ripping it apart and going straight to eating at your pussy "m'sorry" he said while licking and giving your clit little sucks with his lips "I'll get you a pretty new nightgown for you" Aizetsu moaned on your pussy, grinding his cock agiants the bed.

"Oh my god~" you moan. Your back arches, pushing your hips up in his face as his long tounge swirls around your clit and his moans sending vibrations on your pussy. You grab onto his horns to push his head down more for more pressure and your hips moving in circles.

Aizetsu held your thighs open, digging his nails into your skin just enough for red spots to form. Despite him wanting to fuck you badly he was more desperate to taste you, eventually using his nose to rub on your clit while his tounge enters inside you.

You call out his name. Aizetsu knew you were close. He moans, rolling his tongue inside you, tasting your arousal, and feels your muscles tighten on his tounge and watch as your body tenses and your loud moans as you cream on his tounge.

"Aizetsu," you weakly saw his name as you watched him lick up your mess. "So good. You taste so good y/n," he kept licking at your pussy until you pulled his mouth off your pussy by his horns "you've been grinding on the bed for so long" you said and spread your pussy open with your fingers "put it inside me".

Aizetsu had drool running down his chin, not having time to wipe it off since his hands were too busy taking off his clothing. "I'm so hard and sensitive y/n.." he breaths heavy and you could see the pre cum oozing from his tip. "It's okay, it'll feel better soon. If it gets too much, I'll ride you, ok?" You said. Only Aizetsu is the one in control

Aizetsu moans, sliding his cock between your folds and then sliding inside. You both let out a loud moan, your hands immediately wrapping around Aizetsu and his hands gripping into the bed sheets so hard he could almost tear them apart.

Aizetsu started thrusting his hips, giving you deep strokes. You felt him statch you out and hear his soft moans in your ear. The moment was feeling good for you both until Aizetsu started whimpering and his movements coming to a stop.

You gasped holding onto him tightly when you felt his cum already filling you up "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he whispers in your ear. You couldn't help but smile at his early orgasm but then look at him surprised when he pushed your legs back to your chest and continued to thrust his hips but harder this time "I want to fill you up again" he moans watching his cock fuck his cum back inside you.

"A-Aizetsu, f-fuck your going to make me cum again" you whine, feeling him roughly hit your spot and your hand presses on his abs. Aizetsu takes both your wrists and holds your hands above your head. "Don't run from it," he snaps his hips faster, making you almost scream.

"your pussy clenched so hard when I said I want to fill you up again. Do you want that? Want your demon boyfriend to fill you up and give you a baby?" Your mouth hangs open, only nodding to his question. Aizetsu's eyes rolled back and his eyes shut "oh fuck~" he whines "fuck, fuck fuck. Gonna cum, gonna fill you up" he made one final thrust and cums inside you.

Your legs shake from your orgasm. Aizetsu kept thrusting his hips slowly and then pulling out to watch his cum drip down to your hole. "Y/n, turn around for me," he said, putting his hands on your hips to help you turn. You turned around on all fours and looked over your shoulder, you saw his cock still hard, yet looking bigger then normal.

"Aizetsu~, it got bigger," you said "it's already big but it looks bigger" you moaned once Aizetsu pressed his tip on your hole "it must be the aphrodisiac making me grow" he said and pushes his cock inside making you mewl "but you can take it right? You'll take it for me?" Aizetsu growls lowly, digging his nails into your hips, thrusting his hips.

"Y-yes!" You whine "fuck it feels so good" you whisper letting your head fall feeling his cock throb inside you, getting thicker from his excitement. "Say it again~" Aizetsu leans forward to bite at your shoulder, not enough to cause permanent damage, but enough for blood to flow out. His nails started to pierce, causing small cuts to form and kept pounding his deep inside your cumm filled pussy.

"It's so good, so good~" you said, already going dumb on his cock and moan loudly once you've felt Aizetsu fingers roughly rub at your sensitive clit. Aizetsu's thrusts became sloppy, grinding on your ass as he gets close to another orgasm.

Aizetsu kept his bite on your shoulder, his whimpers mixed in with growls and pouding your pussy until he cums, not stopping until he fully rides out his orgasm and until you've squirted, making a bigger mess with your juices running down your legs.

Aizetsu stayed inside you for a minute until he let's you go from his bite and pulled out of you slowly, letting out a sigh in relief. "Are you okay?" He asked and watches as his cum leaks out of you again, seeing what a mess he's made out of you.

You nod and open your arms for Aizetsu to lay down on your boobs. Aizetsu rubs your hips and then your stomach closing his eyes once you start to pet his head.

"I'll he sure to give my friend a good review" you giggled.