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katz-rambles · 3 months ago

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Hi! I saw your requests were open and I was wondering if you could do a viktor x fem!reader where she finds out viktor’s birthday and decides to crochet him a cute sweater or something (just makes him a present) and a cake and he gets a lil teared up cause no one really went to the trouble of celebrating his birthday? 🧡

Awww, this is soo cute! I love it!!

I'm so sorry this took so long, Anon. But I hope you enjoy this little Viktor drabble!

(fluff, comfort, can be read as either romantic or platonic, fem!reader, I think this is it!)

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰

Your knocks on the heavy door to the lab do not go unnoticed. You can hear the footsteps followed by the thumping of his cane that's muffled by the door. The door opens, almost cautiously, just enough so Viktor can see who it is. His eyes soften when he fully takes in who it is and he opens the door wide, allowing you to step inside. His attention is diverted from you towards the wrapped box you're holding.

You place it down on the table, careful to not disturb any of the materials on top of the table as you do so. His eyes are trained on the box as he limps towards you. You can tell, he's trying to figure out what it's for. “I don't remember getting any more supplies.” He huffs and stands beside you. You can't hold back the smile on your face as you take in his adorably confused expression.

“I heard it was your birthday. What kind of person would I be if I didn't get you a little something?” He looks almost taken aback by your words, but he's quick to fix his composure again before his emotions become too obvious. He looks at you and then back at the wrapped box and then back at you again. “This.. is for me?” His voice seems to echo throughout the empty lab, you watch as he cocks his head to the side while staring at the box. You nod at him and motion for him to open it.

His hands are shaky as he opens the box to reveal a crocheted sweater. It's clear it was handmade. Sitting on top of the sweater is a little card with the words ‘happy birthday’ in outlined letters. He takes a moment to stare at it before he opens the card. A happy birthday wish is on one side while the other has multiple different birthday wishes with signatures beside them. One of them is even from Mel.

He looks up at you with a stern expression, and for a moment, you're afraid you did something wrong. But it soon fades and his eyes become watery as he quickly looks away from you. You can feel your heart throb at his reaction. It takes a second before he looks back at you, he's not crying but the tears are evident. He lets out a shaky breath and wipes his eyes. “Thank you, truly. You didn't have to,” he nods at you and looks away again before he continues, “it's been a while since someone cared enough to do this.” His words send a pang of hurt through you, he's one of the most caring people you've ever met. You almost don't believe him.

“Viktor.. it's your birthday. You deserve this, and more,” you reach over to him and brush your hand against his face. Your hand gently cups his face and you kiss his cheek.

“Happy birthday, Viktor.” You mumble against his cheek before pulling away from him.

He watches you leave the lab, and he makes a mental note to make sure to wear the sweater when he knows you'll be around.

#arcane viktor #viktor arcane #arcane viktor x reader #viktor arcane x reader #arcane league of legends #arcane lol #arcane #arcane league of legends x reader #arcane lol x reader #arcane x reader

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chrisevansonly · 1 year ago

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𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬

✯social media au

✯lando norris x female reader

✯guess who just got promoted?

✯ i wanted to do a little post today, my energy to write and create is so fucking low today, but thank you to the sweet anon that requested this!! we love some dad!lando <3

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so who’s going to tell lando we need a bigger car? baby norris coming this fall🩷🩷

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landonorris nah i think we can all fit in the mclaren😁

landonorris i love you so much, can’t wait to be a parent with you❤️

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bandgie · 1 year ago

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That recent Seungmin fic got me like 🤤

Can you do another one where he laces it again and just fucks you dumb, like full force, fast pace not stopping, and you’re just a cock drunk mess, drooling, crying and whimpering. He’s making you cum over and over again overstimulating you while also marking you up.

Perv best friend Seungmin with yandere tendencies live in my head 24/7. If possible can I be the 🧡 anon, I love to spill my thoughts and keep track of them ☺️

Love your work, keep working hard! 🧡

this post anon is referring to

oh yes I have been looking at this in my inbox for so long just...imagining / and yes you can be that anon! thank you!

MDNI 18+ warning! heavy dubcon elements! meandom!seung, choking, drugging, overstim

You're super out of it. you can hardly register his length inside pumping into you relentlessly. Your groggy eyes open and close barely making out your roommate Seungmin on top. He's got an intense look in his eyes and a snarl on his lips. Teeth baring threateningly as he keeps pulling you down on his cock.

You groan and weakly pick up your head, noticing both of you are nude from the waist down. That wet, hot sensation between your legs is Seungmin's dick. It's unbelievable at first and you try blinking a few more time for him to disappear. He doesn't though, and you finally feel his bruising grip on your hips and his sweat dripping onto your body.

Weren't you just getting high with him? A little smoke sesh to take some stress off? To be fair, the blunt did feel a bit different. It made your heart race after the first hit, made your ability to speak nearly nonexistent, and you somewhat recall being very clingy. Even then, how does that translate to Seungmin fucking you like this?

You open your mouth to express your worries, to tell him to stop or at the very least, slow down. That's not what you communicate though, and the moment you try to speak all that comes out are garbled moans and loud whines.

Seungmin finally looks up from where his cock sinks into you to look at your face. You're a mess, to say the least. Your makeup smeared from his harsh kisses, lips swollen from when he shoved his cock between them while you were still out, and the strings of drool hanging off your chin.

Oh, you look like a dream.

He gives you a smile with all teeth, though it's far from friendly. "You feel so good like this." He lets his hand trails up your torso, groping your tits before resting against your throat. "So pretty."

The feeling between your legs switches between painful to pleasurable. It's unbearable how his girth stretches you out, how the tip of his cock continuously hits the deepest parts of you. You shake your head at him, eye welting with tears. "Too much."

Seungmin fakes pity, a frown on his face. "Don't lie. You wouldn't be cumming this much if that was true."

Are you really cumming that much? You were so sure that all the slick and wetness between your thighs was his doing, but the throbbing aches from your pussy say otherwise. A cry escapes your throat when you feel him hit a certain part, but the grip Seungmin has around your throat tightens.

"I liked you better when you were quiet," he tuts. "Didn't complain so much. Just laid there and took it like a good girl."

You want to complain, but the squeezing of your trachea won't let you. You wan't to tell him that you are a good girl. That you can lie prettily and take it, but it just feels too good. Your legs spasm and try to snap shut from the overstimulation, but Seungmin only chokes you harder. There's not a doubt in your mind that you'll wake up covered in bruises.

He's so much stronger than you. Seungmin keeps a harsh pace even as you flood his cock with your orgasm. He can feel how your walls try to push him out, but he forces himself deeper.

Your back arches, and you sob from the abuse. Judging from how sensitive you are and how Seungmin's dripping with sweat, he must have been at this for hours. And he's showing no signs of stopping anytime soon.

You know it's morally wrong for Seungmin to use you like this. Even worse for you to actually enjoy it. But you can't help yourself from letting him roll the blunt every time from this point on.

#🧡 anon #seungmin!#skz smut #stray kids seungmin #stray kids smut

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dancinglikebutterflywings · 26 days ago

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Spooky Season | Halloween Event 2024

Ghost Stories | Jongho

🧡 Pairing: Choi Jongho x gf!Reader

🖤 Requested by: Anon

🧡 Prompt: 18 - Telling ghost stories.

🖤 Warnings: Ghosts. This one involves babies, midwives and a matron (chief or head nurse). The ghost story Jongho tells is inspired by one of the many experiences I had as a kid. I tried to make it spooky but let's face it as much as I love spooky stuff, I suck at writing it.

🧡 Word Count: 1,783

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Y/N and Jongho were finally enjoying their first date night in what felt like months. This Halloween, they opted for a cozy evening at home, ready to dive into a marathon of scary movies while indulging in takeout and snacks they bought the day before. They��d politely declined all their friends' invitations to Halloween parties and events and placed a bowl filled with candy outside the door so they weren’t interrupted by trick or treaters. However, they were caught off guard by an unexpected power outage caused by a drunk driver crashing into the transformer that supplies electricity to their block.

"How about instead of scary movies, we tell scary stories instead," Y/N suggests lighting her last candle so they have a little bit of light.

"Who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend," he chuckles, not quite believing the words coming out of her mouth. This is coming from someone who only watches scary movies on Halloween with the compromise that they keep the lights and a promise to follow up with something lighthearted afterwards. He thought she’d be relieved to skip the scary stuff altogether. "Are you possessed or something?" he joked, leaning in closer to her face as if to inspect her for signs of a takeover. "Hello, Y/N? Are you still in there? Blink twice if I need to find an exorcist."

"Stop," she chuckles, rolling her eyes and gently pushing him away from her. "I assure you I have not been possessed," she says. "I just thought it would be fun to keep it somewhat spooky, ya know, without the jump scares."

Jongho raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her unexpected suggestion. I guess that could work. But you have to promise me one thing," he says agreeing to it. "Remember that this was your idea. If you get scared, you can't put the blame on me."

"Deal! But if I do get scared, you have to hold my hand," she counters with a cheeky smile. "Let’s play rock, paper, scissors to see who goes first."

They both lifted their hands, "One… two… three!"

Jongho goes with paper, while Y/N picked rock.

"Ha! I win!" he cheers, clapping his hands in excitement. "Looks like I get to start. I promise the first story won’t be too scary."

"Alright," she rolled her eyes again, a grin on her face as she settles into the couch.

"A friend of mine told me this story. It really happened to him," he began, also getting cozy on the couch. "So, my friend’s dad worked as a security guard. His job was to check on old buildings to ensure they hadn’t been broken into and that no one was squatting inside. Some of these places had alarms, so he would just walk around a few times, making sure there were no one suspicious hanging around," he continues. "One of the buildings he had to check was an old maternity hospital on the outskirts of town. After being closed for years, it had reopened as a temporary doctor's office. The locals often whispered about it being haunted, claiming it felt cold even in the summer and that they heard babies crying or the sound of heels clicking down the hall," he explained, his eyes widening as he recalled the eerie details. Storytelling has always been something he's always been good at. "My friend's dad often did night security at this building. After his shift he would come home and tell my friend about what he experienced that night. My friend was so excited to hear his stories. He's really into the paranormal."

"You've told me about this friend," she says recalling the times he talked about him. "He does ghost hunting on YouTube now, right?"

"That's him," Jongho nods before continuing his story. "One night his dad promised to take him to the hospital with him. His mum reluctantly agreed but since it wasn't a school, she allowed him to go. Of course he was over the moon about it. This is his first time going to a real haunted building."

He leans forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, as if the very walls of the room might be listening. This causes Y/N to instinctively lean in closer to.

"It's dark by the time they get to the old maternity hospital. My friend said he could feel the eerie feeling before he even saw the building. It sent chills down his spine. After they get out of the car, his dad hands him a flashlight, and they made their way to the entrance. The door creaks as his dad pushes it open, revealing a dark hallway that seems to stretch for miles. The air thick and heavy as they walk inside, so much so that it’s almost suffocating. My friends could feel his heart racing, both excited and terrified at the same time." His eyes gleam with mischief as he recounts the details. "They stepped inside, and then, bam!” he shouts causing Y/N to jump, “The door slammed shut behind them. My friend's dad chuckles trying to lighten the mood. He’s been there many times so he should be use to all the activity by now, but my friend could tell he was a bit on edge too.”

"What happened next?" she asks, her curiosity piqued.

"They began to walk down the corridor, making sure all the doors were locked and secure. My friend can’t shake the feeling that they’re being watched the entire time,” he replies. “They get to the room at the end of the hall and as his dad makes sure its locked, the door swings open. It was unlocked. His dad reassured him that perhaps one of the doctors had forgotten to lock it, so he closed the door, the keys clinking loudly in the stillness as he locked it. After confirming it was locked, they turn to head down another corridor, which was much shorter than the main one. But as they walk, checking the doors, the temperature drops, and the sound of babies crying fills the air. It’s a haunting sound and it sends chills down my friend's spine. He glances at his dad, who’s gone pale, his usual bravado replaced by a look of fear. He may have checked on this building so many times that he should be used to it but it still scares him."

"I would still be scared too," Y/N confesses. He nods in agreement, even though the only thing that truly frightens him is bugs. A haunted place doesn’t faze him at all. "What did they do next?" she asks.

"They kept on going," he replies, his tone growing more serious. "But with every step, the atmosphere thickened and crying grew louder and more desperate. My friend wanted to turn back, but his dad insisted they keep going, he has a job to do after all."

"That sounds terrifying," Y/N interjects, her voice barely above a whisper. "Did they find anything? Were anymore doors unlocked."

"Not at first," he says, shaking his head. "They reached the last door, and his dad paused, listening intently. The crying had stopped and it was replaced by an unsettling silence. My friend felt a knot in his stomach and heard his own voice in his head telling him to run. His dad, on the other hand, had to brave it and went to push the door open."

"What was inside?" Y/N asks, her curiosity piqued.

"I don’t know. The door was locked," he tells her before continuing with the story. “So, they end up walking back up the corridor, the eerie silence, following behind them. When they got back to the main corridor, that’s when the loud clicking of heels on the concrete floors begins and it only grows louder as the sound grows closer to them. But, it eventually stops when the sound reaches the end of the corridor and is quickly replaced with the sound of a door unlocking and the creak of the door swinging open."

"Fuck that, I'd be out of there as fast as my legs could take me," she shivers.

"My friend said the same thing. He would have bolted if he wasn't frozen in fear," he says. "His dad, though scared, walks the few feet to the door, pulls it shut and locks it again before calling out to the spirit he believes it is. 'Matron, you can't be unlocking doors that are supposed to be locked. I don't want to lose my job because someone thinks I'm not doing it properly.' he calls out to the old chief nurse, his voice trembling."

Y/N's eyes widen, captivated by the unfolding story. "Did the matron respond?"

"No. But the sound of babies crying started again," he says and shakes his head. "After making sure the door was locked once more, they bolted out of the hospital as quickly as they could. They got in the car and my friend's dad started the drive back to the next location. As they were leaving, my friend heard a voice telling him to look back, so he did."

"What did he see?" Y/N asks, her interest clearly piqued. Jongho can't help but smile at her fascination; usually, she hides behind a cushion during scary stories.

He leans in closer again, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret. "He saw a figure of a woman wearing an old nurses uniform standing in the doorway of the hospital. Her face is pale and gaunt, with eyes that seem to pierce right through him. He couldn't bring himself to look away."

Y/N's breath catches in her throat, her heart racing as she imagines the scene. "What happened next?" she urges, leaning forward, her eyes wide with anticipation.

Jongho takes a moment, savoring the suspense. "As he stared, the woman raised a hand, slowly started waving to him," he says lifting his own hand and waves it at Y/N. "As the terrified feeling inside him starts to dissipate, he couldn't stop himself from waving back to her. She was the first ghost he'd ever seen."

"Did he ever go back to the hospital?" she asks.

He shakes his head. "No, he had all the evidence he needed to believe that hospital is haunted. He didn't feel the need to go back."

“I don’t blame him. I wouldn’t go back either,” she says, moving closer to him.

“It’s your turn to tell a story,” he teases her and pulls her into his arms.

Just as she’s about to say something, the lights flicker back on. “Let's watch something instead,” she suggests picking up the remote and starts going through the movies on netflix.

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rottenpumpkin13 · 7 months ago

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*surprise attacks with hugs* 🫂 🫂 🫂

You are an absolute gem, Pumpkin—and I mean that with every fiber of my being! You are not only extraordinarily funny, creative, and unique, but an incredibly kind soul who always makes the Crisis Core cast feel so real and alive! 💕 Every post of yours makes me smile; every post of yours makes my day just that tiny bit better. I absolutely adore your sense of humor and admire it to no end! For real- the amount of effort and heart you put into every post shines through each and every time. You have nothing short of a gift for what you do, from writing to the vlogs to silly little nugget/dialogue exchanges you take and make them into hilarious punch lines. I don’t even need an anon to come and give me a reason to say this; I wish I can I could tell you this each time you post something! ❤️ Bc, for real, I would! xD SO MUCH LOVE, my friend!!! Thank you from the bottom of my heart for being you. No one on this site can make the ShinRa gang more lovable than you!!!

💚💜💚🩵❤️♥️💙💞💖🤎💙🖤

*muffled reply because you're hugging me still*

I'm kidding ❤️ How the fluff do you always know just what to say?? 😭 Your words mean so much to me because I admire you right back Pi 💚🧡💛

I'm ugly crying now because you and everyone else are so incredibly kind to me, I honestly don't feel like I deserve it lol ❤️

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giggly-squiggily · 2 years ago

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Candy Heart Event🙏🏻

Romantic!SaneGiyuu with Lee!Giyuu and sentence starters 🧡Love bug: “What’s so funny?” and 💛Soul Mate: “Not there? What about here?” NDNKFJSNSNN

SANEGIYUU!!! *Pokemon Hassel level crying* YES! I've gotcha covered, anon! :D

There are only a few things that make Giyu Tomioka laugh. Today Sanemi learned of two.

“What’s so funny, you jerk?” He growled, face a noticeable shade of pink as the Water Hashira shook with mirth, face hidden in his sleeve. “Come on- spit it out!”

“It’s n-nothing!” Giyu gasped, daring a peek before giggling once more. “S-Sanemi, you’re haahhair!”

“My…?” The Wind Hashira looked into the nearest pond, eyes widening when he saw his bangs sticking out jaggedly. “Gah! I knew something was wrong today!” He smoothed them down to their usual style, turning a dangerous stare on Giyu as his boyfriend giggled helplessly. “Okay, gigglebox, they’re fixed! What’s funny now?”

“I cahhan’t! I cahahahn’t help it! Ahehhehhehe!” Giyu covered his face as he snorted, just missing how the sound softened his boyfriend almost immediately. “I gohohot the gihihihigglles!”

“I can see that. Alright then.” Sanemi grinned as he walked over, grabbing Giyu’s sides without warning. “I guess I’ll just have to help you out with those!”

“Ah! Ahehahhahhaha! S-Sahahhahahanemihihiihiihihi!” Giyu yelped, all but jumping out of his skin when his boyfriend pressed into his ribs. He pushed at Sanemi’s shoulders weakly, losing the will to fight as the other brought them down to the ground with ease. “Cohoohohohme on, nohohohohohot thehehhehhehere!”

“Not there? Alright- how about..here?” Sanemi reached out, grabbing Giyu’s knee. The brunette all but squeaked at the feeling, doubling over and into Sanemi’s chest as the other massaged the limb with deadly technique. “Aww, too ticklish for your own good, Giyu? Still got the giggles?”

“SHAHAHHAHHANEMIHIHIIHIHI PLEHAHAHAHHAHHASE!” Giyu cried out, cheeks bright red and eyes starting to mist with laughter. “IHIHIHIHIIH’M CUHUHUHUHRED!”

“Heh, thought so.” Sanemi grinned, pulling his hand back as Giyu collapsed, gasping for air. “You should do that more often.”

“Nehahhearly die?” Giyu groaned out, earning a wheeze and a poke to the shoulder.

“Laugh! And smile. It suits you.” Sanemi corrected, cackling more when Giyu flushed a new shade of pink, ducking his head against his boyfriend’s shoulder. “Grehahhahaht! Now I gohohooht the gihiihihggles!”

“We can fix that.” Giyu said against him, raising a wiggling hand.

Candy Heart Prompts Are Officially CLOSED!

#Candy Heart Valentine Event #chve2k23 #tickle #tickle dabble #fluff #demon slayer #sanemi shinazugawa #giyu tomioka #sanegiyuu #I love them so much

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mellyssecrethideout · 9 days ago

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Can’t sleep and now I’m all throbbing and stufff >\\\<

😘🎵🍼🐱👯👀

-🫀 (I’ll be heart anon?)

yes you can be 🫀 anon, darling.

kissing, moaning, sucking on my udders, fucking me, threesomes, and showing me off, huh? that's cute, puppy 💖

ahh you are so precious. your lips look so fuckin soft, of course i would kiss them if given the chance. sloppy, wet, needy, drooly kisses 😘😚 from one dumb little puppy to another 💖. we would be so cute and feral together. two untamed little puppies making out, groping eachother, turning into needy achey messes together.

we both know who our third would be 🧡 and he would be right next to us, teasing us, edging us on, making us needier and achier for each other and himself and enjoying every second of it.

if you squeeze my udders to hard, milk will come out of my sensitive nipples. but that's what you secretly wanted, right? you would slide down and clamp on, drinking my milk up right away. i would grab your hair, moaning and whining as you sucked, getting needier by the second.

once you've drank enough of my milk to satisfy the urge, you would probably keep playing with my drooly nipples, making me moan louder and get even more wet for you.

my moans would drive you wild and slowly you would build up the confidence to go further, being heavily encouraged by our third. i'm sure he would even guide you, leading your hand down to my throbby clit and showing you just how to touch it, making me squirm and moan and whine.

you would eventually push your fingers inside me, fucking me with them slowly and build up to doing it fast, encouraged by our third and the way I whine and gasp and reach out for you. he would play with my clit while you finger fucked me, making me squirm and cry and whine until i came on your fingers, moaning out and grabbing onto you both.

ever so slowly you would pull your fingers back out, listening to me whine softly as i feel empty again. you would look me in the eyes as you licked and sucked your fingers clean, telling me how good i taste. i would blush deeply and squeak 🫣.

you would smile and take a picture of me just like that *click* and another one of my freshly used drooly pussy and the mess you made me make *click* you would tell me how pretty i was while you did this and how much you loved me and how you were going to post these later because i was such a good little puppy for you and you wanted the whole world to know it.

#mellythinkssometimes #answered asks #🫀#🫀 anon #puppy gf #puppy sub #puppy slvt #sapphic #writing #ask game #mommys puppy #sub x sub #threes0me

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gary-mu · 2 years ago

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Hi 😊 I hope you take anon requests. Could you please write was is like to have a lazy Sunday with Katana Man? Thank you so much 🙏🙏🙏

Oh, anon you just did my day. Thank you for requesting Katana Man 🧡💜💚 You don´t even now how much I love that idiot

Sorry for making you wait so long, anon. I hope you enjoy it :)

-HC- Lazy Sunday with Katana Man

Warning/Tags: g/n reader, domestic fluff. It gets spicy at the end ;)

*No beta read

He's a busy man. Always traveling for business... and some other matters he hasn't dared to tell you yet for fear you'd run away.

That's why it's not unusual to be weeks before you see each other again or even have a cozy lazy Sunday. But when it does happen, Katana is always eager to compensate for the time you've spent apart.

He usually would come back late at night when you're already asleep and take a long shower before joining you in bed. He wouldn't dare to bother you with the smell of death he always wears after every "business meeting."

If his week has exceeded his stress tolerance limit, which happens all too often, it's your turn to be the big spoon. Your warm body against his back makes him feel safe, and he'd drift off instantly.

Katana always wakes up first, and he hates it. When he sleeps with you, his dreams are usually calm and wholesome. He would dream of having dinner with you and his late granddad or of Denji's dead body lying at his feet... Nothing but sweet dreams.

When you finally open your eyes, he'd greet you with that rare soft smile he only displays for you. You would pull him for a welcoming kiss and sigh softly when his lips meet yours.

"Shower together and then breakfast?" You would suggest while stroking his back, and he just can't refuse.

Taking the lead to the bathroom, you would begin to undress, making sure his eyes are on you the whole time.

When Katana joins you in the shower, he'd be covering his erection with his hands and avoiding your gaze. He looks so desperate you almost give up and help him with the issue at hand, but he will have to wait a little longer because you're starving.

"We'll take care of that later," you would assure him with a wink and a playful kiss on his cheek. He may be a vicious Yakuza but blushes like a schoolboy whenever you discuss or do anything remotely sexual, and you love it.

Once the two of you are clean and dressed in comfy clothes, it's finally time to make breakfast.

Cooking with Katanana, it's like preparing a five-course meal with a toddler as an assistant. Trust me, It can't be extremely frustrating.

The man is totally clueless about cooking and other household chores. But you can't expect much from someone who's never even boiled an egg by himself because somebody else always did it for him.

Yet Katana's willing to learn and improve only to make you happy, and that's a start. Besides, he'll compensate later by helping you get rid of all that tension you're carrying... and damn! He's good at it.

While eating at the table, you'd tell him all the ups and downs of your week, and he would listen patiently. The man would stroke your hand when you're about to cry or offer to kill whoever gets on your nerves when you grit your teeth with anger.

His advice might be useless most of the time, but he gets extra points for caring.

Katana wishes he could give you a sincere answer when you ask him how his week was, but telling you he died a couple of times a was brought back to life using blood might not be something you'd like to hear. Instead, he chooses to complain about the incompetence of his subordinates.

"Wanna watch a movie?" You would suggest standing up to leave the dirty dishes in the sink before straddling him. "Or maybe you have something else in mind..." you'd add with a subtle roll of your hips against his crotch.

"S-something else," he would whisper before burying his head in the crook of your neck to hide his blush. No matter how much he tries, he never manages to "keep it cool" when you tease him.

You would begin to move your hips, slow and steady, feeling him grow hard beneath you and smile at the desperate faint noises he'd make.

Hesitant lips would ghost over your skin, and his hands would move to your hips.

Your fingers would massage his scalp, his neck, then his shoulders. He would melt into your touch, moaning against the sensitive skin of your neck.

The moment your lips meet, a rush of lust will overcome you. Katana would pick you up and take you to the bedroom, unable to wait any longer. You've missed each other so much and in so many ways that it isn't long until you're making love for the first time in what feels like an eternity. The next day you'll have to deal with angry neighbors complaining about the noise, but it doesn't matter now.

You would spend the rest of the day alternating between sweet love-making and fucking each other's brains out.

Exhausted but happy, you would eventually fall asleep in each other's arms. Katana would be resting his head on your chest and wearing a peaceful smile on his face.

When he's with you, he forgets the mean, cruel, and insufferable snob he is with everyone else. With you, everything is always perfect.

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shmowder · 5 months ago

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I am grateful for the work you wrote, it made my heart flutter, especially the part with Maria! It's very tragicomic, I couldn't help but smile when I read it. I have some ideas about the other characters you suggested. For example, Lara. She gives me the impression that she creates the most convincing illusion of domestic comfort. You can't even call her homewrecker, because she is, in fact, home. It seems to me that the relationship with her is not charged with sexual energy, but rather compensates for the longing for family warmth. The lack of love in its purest, platonic manifestation. She'll be sentimental enough to give her poor partner something small to remind her of, like a thimble.

Vlad Jr. my beloved. At first it seemed to me that he would not fit into such an affair because of his pragmatic approach to things, but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. It seems to me that taking someone's spouse away is also an act of self-affirmation for him, an opportunity to declare himself. He does not like to get his hands dirty, so he will probably resort to threats through intermediaries if his courtship is not eloquent enough. I wonder what his father's reaction will be on that melodrama?..

And, well, Daniil is clearly head over heels. He will shower his beloved with promises to take them to the Capital. A little bit of an old-fashioned romantic escape scenario won’t hurt, is it? Although I think it’s mostly a manipulation strategy to bond with person even closer.

By the way, have you ever consider to try match-ups with Pathologic characters? I think it will be an interesting activity <3

Yours faithfully, 🧡 anon.

I like your take on these characters anon, I'm glad you enjoyed my previous post.

Lara's moral compass tells her that as long as you're unhappy with your current marriage, then the relationship you two share is completely justified.

Ever since her father passed away, she tends to overextend her abilities and spread herself thin, attempting to help everyone everywhere at once. Lara sees a corpse in each person she interacts with, mourning the living akin to the dead.

The world is too big, life is too unpredictable, and she desperately needs to feel in control. Establishing a shelter, giving away material goods, trying really hard to make a difference, to leave this world a better place than she found it, even if it cost her blood and tears.

Maybe that's why this affair didn't feel anything like close to the notion. It started with Lara approaching you instead of the other way around, mentioning how unhappy you seem these days, how she heard the rumours about your loveless marriage.

Offering you a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, a place to stay the night if living under the same roof with your cold spouse is too draining. Don't worry, no one will get the wrong idea, how could they ever when Lara is known to host any soul looking for a temporary home until they can get back on their own two feet.

At least, that's how it started. She'd tell herself that you just happen to bring out her overprotective nature, that it's simply nothing more than her wanting to be a good neighbour.

And you find yourself enjoying her fussing, even her nagging is akin to a melody. To have someone worry so much over you that they get frustrated and angry because you didn't wear a jacket out in this cold weather? It was a new world in comparison to your apathetic spouse.

Gradually, you've come to think of her as home.

Her presence with you over the breakfast table just felt right, grocery trips spent together as you carry the bags, and she asks for your opinion on which flavour of jam to get this week.

Mundane tasks like hanging the laundry to dry or doing the dishes feel less taxing now, especially with Lara nearby with you in the room.

The domestic married life you were promised but robbed out of, the safety and comfort... It's the sweetest dream you've ever lived.

One which you bitterly wake up from each time night falls and both of you go to your own separate bedrooms. How wrong this felt to be alone at this vulnerable hour of the night, reminiscing about the way her hand held your own as she wished you a good night.

How her nail pressed against the wedding ring you're still wearing.

The tightness around her polite smile.

Lara only realises her true desires when you eventually have to return back to your house, to leave this home you've built with her because people might talk otherwise. She rationalises it as her only wanting your happiness. Her priority is to get you out of this cage, this soul-draining marriage and set you free... even if you don't choose her, as much as that idea stings.

People love and trust Lara; she is renowned for her generosity and soft heart. If there was one person in this whole town who could organically minimise the damages to one's reputation caused by a divorce, it would be her.

...and if she had to exaggerate some unsavoury stories about your spouse in order to make you seem in a much more dire situation, then so be it. Their reputation will tank most of the damage, yours will come out intact in the end.

And maybe... you'd like to take refuge in her house again while this whole situation simmers down? She will protect you, she promises.

You'll always have a home with her, much like she finally found her own home with you. And maybe after a week or two, instead of letting go of your hands after wishing you a goodnight, she tightens her hold and leads you to her bedroom.

Nothing of note happens that night. The two of you finish your nightly routine, like always, in the same room instead of two separate ones this time.

You can't shake the giddy feeling from your chest, and Lara can't stop glancing at you with her big eyes every other minute as if she's reassuring herself you're really here.

The two of you get under the covers, she lets you hog most of the blanket.

The candle is snuffed out.

As the morning rolls around, you wake up with her face pressed against your chest. Your arms wrapped around her, her legs intertwined with yours.

And it feels just right.

Vlad Jr. is paying someone to kill your spouse.

Not in a yandere way, it's nothing personal he reassures you. He's just built like this.

How did you learn about his plan? Because he just told it to you, directly.

The two of you were simply having lunch when he nonchalantly informed you about this, in-between sandwich bites.

Listen, think about it. The best solution is usually the easiest, divorce and reputation management is hard. Getting your spouse out of the picture would be the most beneficial arrangement for both of you.

Well, yes. It is sad that they have to go out this way and have their life cut short. But like he said, it's nothing personal, really.

If anything it's a pretty straightforward deal and he'll make sure to tell the hired butcher to make it a quick clean kill so they won't even have to suffer for long.

The Saburovs won't even get on your case, people die all the time in this town and... you and your spouse are simply not important enough to cause a stir over, no offence. You know he loves you, right? But facts are facts, and this is actually rather convenient for him that you're an average person. It's why he can take you on these lunch dates around town freely and no one bats an eye.

What's that? You don't want them to die?

Ah, well that is quite the pickle huh? And he's not just talking about the one in his sandwich.

There is always option B, leaving the town together. He never planned to take over the family business, and he heard the Capital is lovely at this time of year.

The two of you can start over there, get properly married and well... live life.

But this also means you'll have to abandon all of your friends and family here and never ever return. It is literally social suicide to just up and go sneak into a train in the middle of the night and leave everything behind.

See how inconvenient that would be? I mean where are you two supposed to spend your holidays then if he can't bring you home to celebrate with father and sister?

Which is why the first option is clearly the easier one, so what do you say? Let him kill your spouse? pretty please?

If you feel sad about it afterwards, don't worry. He will spare no amount of money to cheer you up.

His father is fully supportive, surprisingly. Love is love and all of that.

The ever noble Daniil Dankovsky would directly go to your spouse to settle this matter over with.

His courtship with you has been rather public, a scandalous affair even as he spoke plainly about his clear affection for you to any person who asked. He abhors lying and doesn't see a point in pretending that what the two of you share is anything but love.

You care for him, and he cares for you too.

Daniil's convictions and reputation are a double-edged sword. They could either shield you from the social repercussions of infidelity or spell your doom and dig your grave for you.

Your friends are aware, your family is aware, and even your own spouse is aware. The one thing preventing your reputation from spiralling down the drain, is the fact Daniil is a gentleman and took it upon himself to knock at your family's door and explain himself and his intentions to them.

It's very hard to deny his sincere feelings. By all definitions, he is still a respectable and educated man. The Bachelor is walking on thin ice.

Daniil paints himself as the clearly superior choice. His methods are a little unorthodox but surprisingly effective as the most conservative of the townfolks find his crusade to earn the right to properly marry you fair and square rather than start a sleezy affair, a little admirable.

Who cares about losing face in this nowhere town when you'll gain double if not triple the prestige in the Capital just by being his spouse?

What really matters is your family, he understands. And he'll make sure they love him, he'll go above and beyond to show that he is the best son in law they could dream of.

Daniil would be one of the people who would hold themselves back from crossing intimacy boundaries while you're still married. A simple kiss on the back of your hand is the most touch you'll ever feel from him.

He just doesn't like it, the label of an affair. As if it is his fault that someone much less qualified just happened to arrive sooner. If anything, he has always been an advocate for divorce despite it still being a controversial topic.

He genuinely believes that if he proves himself and his noble intentions, then people would eventually understand that if he asks for your hand directly and courts you with honour and dignity, then things must go his way.

Because at the end, you two love each other and he knows that. This isn't some desperate bachelor chasing after shadows, this is a man with a solid conviction and a clear goal, a man on a mission to win over his beloved and earn the right to call himself your husband.

I think between all the characters you could cheat with, Georgiy Kain is simply too golden of a choice to pass on.

The judge, you're cheating on your spouse with the man who officiated your wedding himself.

Also, a whole judge, an epitome of ethics, a founding father of law in this town, an advocate for justice.

He'd be content with keeping your affair more on the hush hush side, so would Victor.

Any character with something major to lose or who knows their relationship with you doesn't fit the label of socially acceptable, would keep your relationship a secret, and think it's the best if you stay married.

Some characters like Aglaya Lilich might do it for your own safety, so you won't become a target for the powers that be as long as you have a cover relationship.

Or General Block, who knows there is a big possibility he won't make it out alive from the war. He'd rather you never become a widower, let him be a fleeting love instead.

Anyway back to the judge, it would be extra delicious if the affair started on the wedding day itself.

You're dolled up in your wedding attire, be it a fluffy white dress or an elegant sleek suit, a traditional ceremony outift or a casual and breezy wear.

The church is empty, you've arrived her much earlier than everyone. You can't help the feeling of emptiness inside you, gnawing at you that this is the wrong direction to head towards, that this couldn't be what your life amounts to.

But you swallow it down, the acidic mouthful of resentment and regret.

And you see the judge in there, much earlier than the rest. He always liked things to be done as soon as possible, it's only thanks to him that the town legal system is running at full efficiency at any hour of the day.

You look at him and force a smile, a polite greeting. People respect this man beyond believe, some marvel and aw at the Kains as if they were gods walking amongst men.

Yet you can't bring yourself to care at this moment or give more than a tight smile.

You look so pretty, so lovely... it's supposed to be the happiest day of your life.

So why...

You're crying before you realise it, soft tears streaming down your cheeks. Salty and bitter, mournful of a future you've lost, of a doomed life awaiting you outside.

And he simply... gets it. You don't have to speak, you don't have to explain your situation. He knows, of course he does.

He doesn't hush you, he doesn't rush you. He treats you with the dignity of a capable adult even in your most low moments, with the respect of an equal to him rather some lost fawn awaiting rescue.

How shocking it is to receive this treatment after your family and friends pressured you into this marriage because they saw no worth in you otherwise, no hope for you or your future. They didn't care for your brilliant mind or your fragile heart, they thought being someone's spouse was all that you could amount for.

And there he is, the judge himself, appeasing you as someome of equal importance and intelligence to him.

A man of many talents, a grand philosopher and an inventor truly seeing you for the unpolished potential that you are. The hidden gem amongst the rubble, witness the soul beating and screaming caged by your bones to remain content with this average unfulfiling life.

Someone who believes in you, that you can overcome this on your own. You don't need his help, you never needed anyone's pity or grace.

But his affection? Oh, that he can offer you. To let him be the one to steal away your kiss on your wedding day before your spouse ever could.

He's more than content with just one, a simple short kiss that made him feel things he thought were long gone with his youth.

But you pull him into a second then a third, a hunger awakening inside you. A lust for genuine companionship and understanding rather than sexual desires, a lust to taste the lips of someone who shares your mind, to never to have to belittle yourself or water yourself down.

To be understood, a longing to be seen for the brilliant complex soul that you are.

Rather than someone's spouse.

How the wedding day goes without a hitch, you've regained your resolve tenfolds.

How you receive a congratulations letter for your beautiful wedding the next day, an invitation to the Kains' residence, addressed only to your name.

I loved writing this, I hoped you enjoyed reading it!

I'm curious about match ups ngl, but I'm absolutely clueless about how they work. I've seen other blogs do it before but I've never participated or paid much attention?

I'd love to hear more if you don't mind explaining it, pathologic match ups do sound fun.

#♧x reader #♧cheating #♧Daniil #♧younger vlad #♧lara #♧Georgiy #pathologic x reader #♧suggestive #♧🧡 anon

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boba-beom · 1 year ago

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It might not be a big deal to some people, But I am sure it is to you. You got hurt and it is more than okay to feel some type of way about. Feelings are so real and we all have some way to deal with them. It could be suppressing them or letting them all out. One way or another we feel and we hurt, and no one can truly get over it. There might be a time maybe 5. 10, 0r even 15 years from now you will think about it and you will feel weird and sad. You could be in the most happiest and healthiest relationship but this moment will still make you sad. Somethings just stay with us.

How could I not be shy when a pretty girl just called me a cutie.

Oh yeah you're going in a week right?

I am glad she liked them! I am always up for a midnight snack. Sometimes Im not even hungry and I will see a snack and be like yup I want.

What is your favorite midnight snack?

I would love to see them. When ever you are done do share them with the class(gc) So I can see them. The way you include Beomgyu in everything is so endearing I love it.

I love Kim's Convenience Appa was always so funny. Did you know it is a Canadian Tv show?

It isn't on Netflix unfortunately it is on Hulu. See you in my 19th Life is on my to be watched list. I have seen the hype about it. Do you like it so far?

I think Nick has great style, but for me I will have to go with Nick. I think I like his style more than Kevin and Joe. As much as I love Kevin I feel like he dresses like a dad.

As for the Do It Like That MV I think the best dressed all around was Kang Taehyun! Another thing I noticed maybe it was just me, but Yeonjun looks like he belongs in Britany Spears "Baby One More Time" MV.

I have watched camp rock Yes! I don't if it is just me but I always tend to like the first Movies better. So I will go with the 1st one. Wbu?

Until next time,

love anon 🧡

thank you :’) you’re right, it’s something that’ll always linger and I’ll randomly remember it but it’s okay. I feel better and I know I can be even better, so thank you for reassuring me <3 oh stop,, you’re so cute >//< and yes! flight is this sunday so let’s see if I have an airport crush hehe 🤭

my favourite midnight snack is usually ice cream. any time of the year it’s always ice cream! bonus if it’s ben and jerry’s phish food 🥰

yes! I noticed that kim’s convenience is a canadian tv show, I loved it so much 😔 I don’t have hulu so I’ll just use an anime website hehe as for see you in my 19th life, I actually love it. the whole reincarnation aspect of it and just the dynamic of the main characters sometimes had me cheesing so hard 🤭 I’m only on ep3 tho!

that’s fair, nick does have a good sense of style. tbf kevin is a dad of two so at least it suits him! AND YES I WHOLEHEARTEDLY AGREE ‼️ kang taehyun looked really good in the mv wow, just wow. yeonjun being in britney spears’ song makes sense and I see it omg

I did like the first one too, but I prefer the second one- I’m lowkey a nick girly and I loved his introducing me song :’) I tend to go through a spiral of the old school disney movie throwbacks, ESPECIALLY STARSTRUCK OMG I think I watched it twice in the past year 😭 do you have a favourite disney throwback?

#love anon makes smiles cry 🧡#[ 🪴 ] — asks.

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sabo-has-my-heart · 1 year ago

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Hey hello Astra-San!! How are you? I hope well!!😊🥰I don't know if you remember me uh? I'm the one in demand Sabo and the favorite reader in the Revolutionary Army!! Maybe you recognize me by my font to write!! 😁♥️ I saw that you started your second Sabo Masterlist and thought I'd make a request with him to inaugurate the beginning!! If that's okay with you and you don't have too many requests, could you write a scenario where the female reader and Sabo have an already established relationship? Basically they haven't known each other for a long time but is their relationship close to that level where you feel ready for marriage? And essentially for a reason that you choose, Sabo falls in love with Koala while he stays with you and cheats on the reader? Can you do a lot of heartache with a happy ending where they get back together? And also mention what moments from Sabo and Koala's relationship to make it heavier to read? Like, very very sad but then light of joy? I hope you don't mind Astra-San!! Take care of yourself and rest!! *hugs and kisses*😍🥰❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍🩷🩵🩶♥️

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍 ANON! It's great to hear from you again! (lol, it's always great to hear from some of my favorite followers/requesters) Thank you for sending this in and inaugurating my Sabo Masterlist Part 2! I hope this was angsty enough, I can't tell if it's good enough when my brain is telling me we're not in the mood to cry. I also hope you like it and feel free to hit me up any time!

Warnings: cheating, heartbreak, angst, almost death, happy ending

Word Count: 1750

Biting your lip, you walked down the hall, deep in thought. While you’d thought everything had been going well with Sabo lately, the blond seemed to be pulling away slightly. He wasn’t as touchy, he wasn’t as cuddly or sweet, he’d been keeping secrets. What, you couldn’t be entirely sure, you were revolutionaries, secrets were a part of the job, but this felt different. When he had to keep a secret from you for RA reasons, he’d always tell you it was for RA reasons and that he couldn’t tell you. This was different, more closed off than he normally was. You’d thought about bringing it up with him but something was stopping you. A feeling in the pit of your stomach. Every time you thought about asking him your stomach would start to flip, your heart would clench, and your breath got caught in your throat. Almost like when you fell in love but in the completely opposite direction of feelings.

Sabo smiled at the young woman in front of him, gloved hands gently fingering her ginger hair before placing a gentle kiss to it.

“You’re breathtaking, you know that?” Sabo asked softly, smiling at the, now giggling, girl.

“Not as breathtaking as you, chief.” she almost purred, putting an emphasis on ‘chief’, the title making a shiver run down his spine. Her hands slowly ran up his chest, feeling the muscle hidden under all of his clothes. She’d seen him topless before and knew what he looked like, the sculpted body underneath. Grabbing him by his cravat, she pulled him into a passionate kiss. This happened whenever they had a spare, private moment and until their ship returned to Baltigo, they had plenty of private time.

Taking a deep breath, you tried to calm yourself down, Sabo had just gotten back and you needed to pay attention to where you were going before you ran into something. Looking up, you almost wished you’d stayed in your thoughts. Your feet had brought you to the rec room. Why? You weren’t sure, but standing there, watching the scene in front of you, you honestly didn’t care. You didn’t want to admit that things made sense now, didn’t want to accept what you were seeing, but it was clear as day, it couldn’t even be mistaken as ‘it’s not what it looks like’. Sabo’s hand was behind her head, tangled in her hair, his other arm wrapped around her waist, holding her close. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, large breasts pushed up against his chest. Their eyes closed as they stood there in a passionate liplock. The room was oddly empty, save for the two of them and now you, standing at the door. You could feel the tears running down your cheeks, your hands shaking, your heart clenching before breaking. Maybe if you’d been able to form a coherent thought, you’d have come up with something better, but in your current state of mind, all you could do was forcibly rip her from his arms before swinging, your fist connecting hard with his cheek. As soon as he was stumbling back, you were running out of the large, empty room, running back to the room you’d started sharing with Sabo.

It wasn’t hard to gather up your shit, wasn’t hard to move back to your old room, and it wasn't hard to lock yourself in said room. Belo Betty had taken to comforting you whenever she could, letting you cry into her shoulder as she comforted you. As a commander, she couldn’t always help, but she did her best, taking you food, holding you, letting you cry, and giving you a ‘leave of absence’. She’d also taken it upon herself to tell the entire base that Sabo was a lying, cheating sack of shit before he or Koala could even think of ‘damage control’. While you weren’t witnessing any of it, the two of them had plunged themselves into a world of hurt. None of the commanders talked to Sabo unless necessary and the amount of back talk was surprising. A number of Koala’s close comrades completely ignored her, Hack had outright told both of them how disappointed he was, and while they couldn’t confirm anything, Dragon seemed to call on Sabo less.

Running a hand through his hair, Sabo flopped back onto his bed. Things hadn’t been going well with Koala since you’d found out, the young woman badgering him constantly about different problems she was having. People were shunning her, why didn’t anyone want to talk to her, all she’d done was love him, how could they do this to her. It was grating! Had she been this demanding before? For as much as he saw Koala, he was the opposite amount of you, having locked yourself in your room and given temporary sabbatical from both Betty and Dragon. The former of whom was doing everything she could to comfort you.

It wasn’t until he saw someone helping you carry your things down that hall that he’d been told what was going on. You were leaving on a long, deep cover mission. His heart dropped into his stomach. How could you just leave? Why were you leaving? There were other revolutionaries who could take the job, why you? He’d run to catch up with you, grabbing your arm just outside of headquarters, a desperate look in his eyes.

“Why?” he asked softly, his voice catching as his heart pounded. He knew he’d cheated on you, knew that you were no longer together, knew that he’d lost you. So why did it suddenly feel more real now? Why did it feel like it was too late now? Like he had no hope anymore. His world felt like it was crumbling beneath him, the light that brightened his very life was gone, leaving him in cold darkness.

“If you don’t know the answer to that, you’re dumber than I thought.” you said bitterly, yanking your arm from his grip. He swore he could hear his heart hit the floor, hear it shattering like glass. As if living in a dream or watching a slow moving wreck, reality suddenly hit him like a cannonball to the gut. He’d done this. He’d driven you away. This wasn’t a dream, it was a nightmare. A nightmare where he cheated on you for Koala, one where he hadn’t treated you like he should have, hadn’t loved you like he should have. Except a person could wake from a nightmare, this… this was real, it was actually happening, he’d lost you, you were leaving. Tears began to run down his cheeks as he stood there staring at your retreating form, a million thoughts running through his head, yet one stood out. Stop her. He’d never moved so fast before, standing there one second, his arms wrapped around you the next. Sobbing into your shoulder as he held you tightly, clinging to you, muffled apologies as he shook. You couldn’t leave.

“Let go of me.” you hissed, struggling in his grasp, only to have him hold you tighter.

“No, no I’m not letting you go! I’m not ever letting you go! Please, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Please, please don’t go.” he sobbed. What had he done? He couldn’t lose you, he… he needed you. Ever since that day that you’d caught him and Koala, his life had slowly spiraled into hell as he realized how much he cared for you. Looking back at every moment with her, every hug, every kiss, every tender moment, there was a constant, an aching in his chest, like he was breaking his own heart as well as yours. An ache he hadn’t noticed before, hadn’t noticed till now. Why hadn’t he noticed it? His head spun as his hold on you loosened. Pushing him off, you spun around to tell him off, only to scramble to catch him as he fell. His body was limp in your arms, unconscious as you kneeled there with him. As much as you wanted to hate him, as angry as you were with him, you couldn’t leave him here like this. Couldn’t just walk away like this.

He’d never been unconscious for this long. Even after his memory returned, he’d never been out this long. The doctors found the reason for his state. A drug. One that had been in his system for a while. It created euphoric sensations at first, feelings of love, joy, thrill, passion! Something probably put in his system months ago, something meant to kill him. A drug derived from a deadly plant, one named Loving Death. After the fact that before you died, you’d feel nothing but love and joy. He wasn’t supposed to have felt anything but happiness or love, wasn’t supposed to feel pain or sadness. The drug was supposed to completely block the ability to feel those. Iva had managed to clear his body of the toxin, to keep him from dying, but how long he’d stay unconscious was anybody’s guess.

Rousing from his sleep, Sabo’s eyes fluttered open. His head was pounding, his heart felt like it had been ripped from his chest, and tears were already running down his cheeks as months worth of pain and heartbreak came rushing through him. Everything that had happened felt like a haze, yet at the same time, he could still feel every ounce of heartbreak, he could still remember every tender moment with Koala, could still see the pained look in your eyes. Sitting up, he looked around. Nobody was here this time. When he’d woken up after regaining his memory, you, Hack, and Koala had all been there, but he was alone this time. His heart clenched tighter as the tears fell faster. He was alone. You’d left, he’d lost you. His hands shook as he cried into them, he’d lost you, the best thing to ever have and you were gone. The feeling of a hand on his shoulder, pulling him close, brought him out of his tears, pain morphing into surprise when he saw you sitting beside him.

“It’s okay. I’m right here.” you said softly, pulling him close, allowing him to cry into your chest. You’d explain everything later, tell him what had happened, that you still loved him, that he hadn’t meant to. Right now, all that mattered was that he still loved you, that you were still together, and that you’d be by his side while he needed you most.

#one piece #one piece sabo #op sabo #sabo the revolutionary #chief of staff sabo #flame emperor sabo #flame emperor sabo x reader #chief of staff sabo x reader #sabo the revolutionary x reader #sabo x reader #angst

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bi-demon-ium · 1 year ago

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You are one super cool awesome creative and neat human!!! You're just fantastic. All over, any which way, from every dimension, you are wonderful

Hi gert!!! Just wanted to say I love your ideas (especially mbs!), and I hope you have a lovely day! <3333

your fanfics make me smile and cry and your gifs and other posts make mine and everyone’s day!!! :D :D ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Hello! Hopping on the tmbs anon love bandwagon to say your tumblr and ao3 are wonderful places to be and have great tmbs content. Sorry if you’ve already received one of these idk who started this but I thought it was sweet. :)

#???????????????????#askbox #dfgghfhfghfghjgfjhhh?????????#anonymous #gertspeak #its actually at least two anons at this point #plus i got one at my main too? not sure if tht was intentional orn ot #anyway. um. thanks??? i. do not know how to take praise 😩

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luckycharms1701 · 11 months ago

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*comes racing into your inbox*

Howdy Hon!

This is anon “strong independent woman” from a couple days ago and I just read your post. *deep inhale* This is going to kind of a love bomb rant so please be warned of incoming aggressive affection.

First and foremost I want to congratulate you on writing something that made me cry. I was literally just sitting on my couch, absentmindedly glancing at your tumblr when the tears started to fall.

I really really struggle with letting people love and take care of me because for the longest time I thought my only value in life was my ability to be useful to others. So reading your tender little scenes with some of my favorite characters was like a slap to the face (affectionately). Talk about a wake up call. I don’t know what it is, if it’s because I feel closer to our boys or something, but seeing them in this manner helped me realize that’s it’s ok to let people love and take care of me. That the love I so desperately try to share with others, it’s ok to come back to me. It’s been a lowkey earth shattering revelation for me of late let me tell ya. *shakes head before smiling softly and pulling you into an excited hug* Thank you for your patience with my constant badgering your inbox and for the incredibly thought responses to each of my requests. I admit to lowkey stalking your blog (my gremlin friend is not happy with me for spamming her so consistently 😈😅) It really just highlights the valiancy of your character and what an absolute gem of an individual you are!

Your snippets are lowkey making a difference in my life and helping me be healthier in the way I think about myself, so just…thank you Honey. From the bottom of my heart thank you. 🧡🌷

howdy anon-chan!!

first, thank you for the sweet words about my writing! i am so happy to hear that my silly little stories are making a difference in someone’s life. that’s like the best christmas present i’ve ever gotten!! 😊

i am also happy to hear that you’re learning to accept love for yourself!! i know it can be a struggle, but i believe in you, and so do the boys! they are so proud of you! you have so much value just by existing, never forget that.

you are welcome in my inbox anytime!! thank you for sending in requests, i’ve enjoyed stretching my writing muscles for others. your gremlin friend can deal with it lol 😝

you are very welcome, i am happy to help! here, have some lily of the valley! they represent my wish for your happiness. 💐

#talking tag #😭😭😭

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sol-the-otter · 2 years ago

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You're absent-mindedly stringing some flowers together while waiting for Rex. He just got shore leave and you can't wait to see him again. The flower crown you're making is about the only thing steadying your nerves. The relationship is new and you haven't exactly defined it yet, but you're excited to see him again. You're lost in your thoughts as he sits next to you.

"Oh," he says, gently reaching for your creation. "May I?"

You nod, smiling a little shyly. He puts the flower crown on his head. The hues on each flower compliment his deep brown eyes. You briefly hold your breath and smile at him.

"Maybe you should wear it," he suggests, smiling a little awkwardly.

You shake your head no. "You look perfect."

He blushes, smiles, and reaches to touch your arm, the contact grounding both of you in this moment before offering you a hand up and walking off together into the future.

i dont know who did this for me, but all of the love today is going to make me cry i stg. all of the rex love expecially omg. now i need to go and draw rex in a flower crown! i'm a gardner and this hits several very specific niche things that i adore so you are the fucking best.

thank you sweet anon and i love you. this was so soft and so sweet and i just. love it so much. i am overwhelmed.

💜🧡

#im crying #i love you all #i love rex #omg lol

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fizzywashere87 · 5 months ago

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*read your response with a wry grin, and shakes my head with a slow chuckle*

Now I reckon it might be the fact that I’m somewhat of an old fart, but this was a trip to read little lady *affectionately* I fear I may be more outta the loop that I expected, but I appreciate the sentiments nonetheless.

*lowers hat over eyes with a small smirk*

I’m glad you like the hat, I kinda like it too. Helps with the whole anonymous factor and what not, so while I accept your invitation to be your friend, I will do so from a distance. I do enjoy a good mystery myself every once in a while.

As for the main character moment, well Hon who are you not to be your own MC? This is your story ain’t it? You adventure in the making, so don’t be afraid to write it. *shrugs casually and folds arms nonchalantly*

I’m nobody but a simple anon who lives by the phrase, “If you see something, say something.” I think it’s a down right shame that we often left fear get in the way of giving folks the love and validation so many of us often see. And I try to follow the wise words of Ghandi, “Be the change you want to see in the world.” So here I am, doing what I can.

The world can hate for no reason, so why can’t I love for no reason? You don’t need to be something or someone special to be loved and appreciated, hon. You matter and are important simply by the mere fact you exist. Don’t forget that 🧡

*tips hat at you again before sauntering back out*

wry is a funny word 😚

i'm glad my wack ass grammar and way of responding to the last one gave you a stroke!! 🥰 /pos

love that for you preppy lil baddie 🎀

are you implying that you're crazy? because like kinda same or is it my language that makes you question your existence? 🤯

hehe ur like uber mysterious its so preppy!! either way new moot- your name is 🧡 because that's the only thing you gave me- plus i like orange so yippee 🥳

OMGIE?! WHY IS THAT LIKE- it's my story guys we can have the ex lover everyone hates the best friends and the dog

look et the lil guy he's a little baller ⛹️- give him respect he's better than uhm everyone he mogs everyone 👍

that's a good phrase but you're not just an anon i don't need to know which fucker on here you are to know you're so much more, genuinely though i rlly don't know how there was much to see here but im so happy there's people like you who can look into small things like this blog and make something out from it 🫶

ion know wtf "left gear" means but it threw me off when you said down right and then proceeded to say left- (rlly had to point that out 😔🤚)

bestie i bet you looked up who said that quote to be mysterious and like wise old person type shit i caught you!! 😁🫵

why are you being so nice tho? i'm rude asf some times- and how do you somehow like tell me every thing i probably should hear?

you're important too babes without people like you everyone would be defected fetuses 🤚

that was outta pocket i'm sorry.

how tf did you come in clutch when i was like failing at life tho- uhm thank you 🫶

can i have a cool hat too?- im kinda jealous of you /not actually bc you own and rock the hat

also keep coming into my inbox you said we're friends so we're friends now 🥰

they don't have to be super cute and sweet and wholesome messages that i go about slightly like nonchalant but they make me smile every time i get them (2 but i think abt it a lot)

love you tons new anon moot

also i heavily appreciate the validation from someone probably older than me- you seem like you're at least old enough to vote so ill take it either way🫶🥰🫶🥰🫶🥰🫶

i genuinely hope to see you in my inbox often, you can sign with 🧡 unless you want a diff emoji i'll probably know it's you

HAHA I DIDNT CRY THIS TIME 😛🖕

#fizzytried #fizzywassummoned #sending love ❤️#i love my mutuals #🧡 with the cool hat #genuine appreciation because i'm sure i sounded sarcastic for a lot of that

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