#maybe because i dont have anyone to kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor

[wish-i-were-heather]

sorry but sailor song is a sad song to me idk why

[the-angel-of-the-bottomless-pit]

also god my expectations were skewed so hard because i got the other speedrun achievement solely by accident because i play games like i dont want to be there. like i am DESPERATE to escape and i can only do so by finishing and there's a bomb set to explode in 10 milliseconds. but suddenly i try to do this shit on purpose and OOHHH-

this game has my ass studying the map trying to figure out quickest routes, LIKE ACTUALLY. GIVING MORE OF A FUCK THAN I'VE HAD TO FOR A VIDEO GAME and it's just leaning in to bite my face instead of kiss me; bitch i love you and i put so much effort into you why are you beating the shit out of me <3

[theemissuniverse]

“NEVER TELL” SYZOTH X COMEDIC RELIEF FEM!READER

SUMMARY : You have a crush on Syzoth and it’s obvious to everyone but him

WARNINGS : MINORS DONT INTERACT. Nothing major but mentions of Syzoth getting “hard” implied smut and descriptive kissing

MASTERLIST

You and the Earthrealm gang, (Johnny, Kenshi, Raiden, and Kung Lao) were in Outworld trying to figure out how Shang Tsung escaped his prison.

The five of you were were walking with Syzoth leading the way. Your friends watched as your eyes dreamily focused on Syzoth.

You took Syzoth’s hand as you walked. “I think we should hold hands. So I don’t get lost.”

Syzoth responded only by interlocking your fingers together and holding your hand. You gasped at this and turned back to your fellow Earthrealm friends.

They gave you a thumbs up and you looked back to face forward.

“How long do you think it’s gonna take for Syzoth to realize (Y/N) has a crush on him?” Raiden whispered to the group.

“From how (Y/N) is acting…I’d give it five to ten minutes.” Kenshi said.

“Please.” Kung Lao started. “Syzoth couldn’t even tell when Ashrah had a thing for him.”

“Maybe he’s purposely ignoring Ash because he wants (Y/N).” Johnny suggested. “I mean who would you rather bang? A demon with a magic wand or an actual human that can kick ass?”

“A demon with a magic wand.” Kung Lao stated like it was obvious.

“Shut up, Kung Lao.”

Everybody reached to the prison where Shao was being kept. Syzoth stopped holding your hand and went to open the door.

When he opened it, he walked in further, keeping everyone behind him. Shao was chained up so he could not escape. “Wow, do you look ridiculous.” Johnny told him.

Shao looked at him annoyed before turning his attention to Syzoth. “You bring me Earthrealmers. Why?”

“We know that Shang Tsung is escaped. You were his cell mate. Which means you know he escaped. How did he escape?”

“Ha! I will not tell you.”

Syzoth tilted his head at him. That was a big mistake. He then looked back to the rest of you. “I would take a step back.”

Everyone but you took a step back. You just looked at him like you were in love, offering a lovingly sigh.

Syzoth turned back to Shao and transformed into his true form. Your Earthrealm friends jumped back at the sight a little while you were unbothered. They still weren’t used to it as Syzoth was normally in human form when he was with them.

Shao tried to back up but he could not. Syzoth grabbed him by the throat with his rough hands. His mouth started to create acid. Then his tongue came out and the acid was falling onto Shao’s leg.

The Earthrealmers looked like they were going to throw up but not you. You just looked in love. “Isn’t he dreamy?” When you saw the look your friends gave you, you shrugged. “What?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you needed therapy?” Johnny asked you.

“A few but in this economy? Please.”

Shao continued to scream as the acid was burning almost all of his flesh from his thigh off. “Stop! I give in! Stop!”

Syzoth stopped torturing him. He backed away from him and turned back into his human form. You tilted your head, confused. “So is nobody gonna question how he spawns with an outfit or…?”

Your question being ignored, Shao finally tells. “The guards that locked us up in chains gave us the wrong ones. I have the anti magic chains and he had the regular metal ones.”

“Yet you allowed him to escape and never told.” Raiden thought out loud. “Which means you were getting something in return.”

“He said he’d come back for me once everything was done.”

“Once what was done?” Syzoth questioned.

“He did not say.”

Syzoth turned to you and your friends. “We must regroup at the palace and think of a plan to capture Shang Tsung.”

Everyone agreed. They started to walk out the prison cell. After Syzoth was done locking it back up, he held out his hand for you to take. You giggled a little and took his hand. Then the two of you walked away.

Everyone was in the place in the planning room. Syzoth had a map on the table where everything was at. “He could’ve gone back to his old lab.” Syzoth said. “We have not had the ability to get rid of all his foul experiments.”

“He could be back in Earthrealm. He still has a vendetta against Lord Liu Kang because of his destiny in this timeline.” Raiden suggested.

“He could try to attack the palace. Empress Mileena was the one who put him there.” Kenshi also suggested.

Syzoth thought for a moment of the plan. When he thinks of something, he nods. “Raiden and Kung Lao, go back to Earthrealm. Make sure nothing threatens it. Johnny and Kenshi stay at the palace and help the Empress protect it. (Y/N) and I will go back to his lab and see if we can spot him.”

You almost fainted. You and Syzoth alone? Something you always dreamed of but were also too scared to do. You clutched your arm around Syzoth’s. “I think that’s a great plan.”

Syzoth did not notice your behavior and instead looked at everyone. “Is that alright with everyone?”

“Yeah. Sounds good.” Kenshi told him.

“Just be careful.” Raiden said more so to you and Syzoth.

“We will.” Syzoth reassured him.

You and Syzoth were heading towards Shang Tsung’s old laboratory. As the two of you walked, you heard a noise coming from the trees. You immediately clutched onto Syzoth. “What was that?”

Syzoth rubbed your back reassuringly. “This is the Living Forest. Souls remain here.”

“Oh. That’s freaky.” You pulled yourself away from Syzoth. The two of you continue walking. “It’s nice that you picked me for this mission. Nobody ever picks me.”

Syzoth looked at you curiously. “What do you mean?”

“I screw up a lot. Like a lot, a lot. So, no one likes being around me.”

“Your Earthrealm friends seem to not mind you.”

“Yeah, but I think it’s just because they feel sorry for me.” You sighed a little while looking down. “Lord Liu Kang even looks at me differently. I just know it.”

Syzoth felt bad. He of all people knew what it felt like to be an outcast. He took your hand and rubbed it reassuringly. “I’m sure that’s not true. I like you.”

Your eyes beamed in pure joy when he said that. “You do?”

“You’re bright and fun to be around. I don’t know how anyone could not like you.”

Him saying that boosted your confidence up. You dusted your shoulder slightly. “You’re right. I am amazing.”

He chuckled at you. “There’s the (Y/N) I know.”

The two of you made it out of the living forest and were just walking on regular ground. “You know I don’t know why you got banished. I would never banish a hot guy.”

Something in Syzoth clicked. All the hand holding, the excuses to touch him, the sly remarks you would make-all of that made sense to him.

You liked him.

“You think I’m attractive?” He teased slightly.

The realization hit you like a brick. You stopped in your tracks making Syzoth stop as well. You pulled your hand away from him. “No. I didn’t say that. I would never say that.” Then you realized what you said. “Not that you’re ugly. Just that as a friend I would never say that about another friend because that friend would-“

Syzoth watched as you rambled. He stared into your eyes and something in him wanted to shut you up. Syzoth cupped the back of your neck with his left hand and kissed you.

You stood there, shocked at the notion. You didn’t even have time to kiss him back. He pulled away from you.

You blinked a little. “What-what was that for?”

“I don’t know…” Syzoth seemed to be confused with himself too. “You were panicking, then I started to panic…then you just looked so pretty and your lips looked so-“

Syzoth was cut off by his own rambling when you kissed him. Syzoth kissed you back.

He brought you closer by your waist before clutching the back of your head with his right hand. He licked at your bottom lip and you moaned. That allowed him to stick his tongue inside your mouth.

You moaned even more as his tongue felt amazing. Syzoth grunted at your moans and felt himself getting hard.

He picked you up by your thighs. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. He pushed you up against a tree and continued to make out with you.

“We should probably stop.” Syzoth said in the kiss.

“We probably should.” You said back.

The two of you continued to make out with your tongues connecting. “I have a confession.” Syzoth started to kiss on your neck. “I don’t want to stop.”

You moaned lightly at his kisses. “Me neither.”

Syzoth sucked on your neck and you moaned louder. He continued to nibble and bite at your good spots but then finally pulled away. “I don’t want to have you this way, though.” Syzoth gently placed you down at your feet.

You looked a little disappointed. “Oh…”

Syzoth noticed your disappointment and he gave you butterfly kisses on your face. You giggled at the touch, making him smile. “When we make love I want it to be perfect.”

Your eyes widen a little. “When? Like it will happen?”

“If you want.”

You giggled dreamily at him. “Are my dreams coming true?”

Syzoth chuckled some as he found you cute. He placed another kiss on your lips. “Come on. Let’s hurry up and get this over with so we can go back at it.” He grabbed your hand and walked with you.

You should’ve told him he was hot waaaay sooner.

[beenbaanbuun]

mummy issues w/ jung wooyoung

i accidentally posted this yesterday when i wasn’t meant to… whoops!!

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“here, baby,” wooyoung smiles to you as he lifts the spoon from the bowl. you stand there, awaiting with an open maw as he blows on it softly. it smells good, but then again all of his cooking does. it smells of love and care and everything else that wooyoung seems to ooze out of every pore on his body. he’s a sweetheart, as he reminds you when he gently pushes the spoon between your lips. “if that doesn’t make your mum fall in love with me, i don’t know what will.”

the comment makes you roll your eyes, but you can’t surpress the warm smile that takes over your face as you savour the flavour of his soup. it’s just as you expected; warm and perfect. you swallow it down before leaning forward to offer him a peck to the lips. his lips are just as warm as the food, as is his face when you lay a hand on it to deepen the kiss. it’s slow and passionate but it’s over way too soon. as wooyoung pulls away to go back to his cooking you can’t help but feel entirely unsatisfied.

you settle for the next best thing and snake your arms around your boyfriend’s waist. you squeeze him once before relaxing your arms and letting them sit comfortably upon his hips. he hums in appreciation, the buzz passing from his body to yours. even something so small feels so intimate with him; like every ounce of love in his heart is being passed to you through that single vibration. it’s sickeningly domestic, but you’d happily suffer any illness the world can throw at you just to keep him in your arms.

“my mum doesn’t love anyone but herself and my brother,” you purr against his shoulder. “but i appreciate you trying. you never know, babe; maybe you’ll break the curse!”

“the curse?” he tilts his head just enough to see you from his peripheral. you look so soft with your face all squished up against his shoulder. he can’t resist leaning over to press a kiss to your forehead. “what’s the curse, baby?”

your lips pull into a tight smile as you try and think of the best way to word it. how do you tell your boyfriend that your mother will never like him for the sole reason being that he’s yours. she won’t like how abrasive his personality, despite him having more love in his little finger nail than her precious son has in his whole body. she won’t like the way laughs, despite it sounding like a windchime compared to your brother’s cackle. she won’t like his cooking or the way he looks or walks or talks. she just won’t like him because you do.

and you really, really do.

you sigh into his shoulder and shrug. “the curse is dumb,” is what you settle on, “dont worry about it, alright?”

you can tell your words don’t do anything to quell his curiosity; the way he keeps his eyes on you for a second or two longer than necessary reassure you of that fact. wooyoung trusts you, though, so he just sighs and nods before switching his gaze back to the soup on the stove. he stirs it for a moment or two before leaving forward to grab the salt. you watch as he twists the grinder once, almost twice before you hear it.

the doorbell.

you freeze, a rush of panic filling your body from head to toe. she’s early, like always, and while you thought you’d been prepared for this exact moment, it’s very apparent that youre not… in the slightest. it takes a moment of just standing there, completely unmoving before wooyoung decides to do something. he takes the spoon from the soup and puts it on the counter next to the hob. his hands find yours and he pulls at them, loosening your arms just enough for him to be able to turn around and look you dead in the eyes.

your anxiety is present in every part of your body. it’s in the way your eyes cant stop blinking and the way your mouth hangs open as you try and take in as much oxygen as possible. your breathing is quicker than wooyoung thinks is healthy, but he doesn’t really have the time to take you through a set of breathing exercises; he realises that when the bell rings a second time. he can’t help but scoff at your mothers impatience.

“i can answer the door if you want,” he murmurs in a voice that seems so soft that it couldn’t possibly have come from him; your loud mouthed boyfriend who up until now you’d been convinced just didn’t have a volume control. it’s sweet and just like that you fall deeper in love with him. you hadn’t thought it possible, but as he stands there with your hands in his, offering to help solve all your problems, you feel like you did on that very first date. it’s like you’re experiencing love at first sight all over again.

and maybe that’s what helps break you from the prison your worries had trapped you in. the knowledge that you finally have someone in your life that loves you just because you’re you. you don’t have to put on a show anymore, or alter everything about yourself just to please him. you smile up at him, overcome with adoration, and you shake your head.

“i need to answer it,” you mutter, “it’ll satisfy her ego to see me beg for forgiveness over all the minisculde faults she decides to point out. might put her in a better mood for when i introduce her to you.”

the doorbell rings again, forcing you to break free of the little bubble of love you always seemed to be in when with wooyoung. “tell her that patience is a virtue, when you let her in,” he jests when you let go of his hands. there’s a loud cackle of a laugh when you roll your eyes and it eases your muscles even further. wooyoung really is the best remedy for your worries.

but even with your anxiety eased and your heart full of love, the walk to the front door feels unbelievably long. the hallway seems to carry on forever, growing longer and longer with each step you take. you’re almost sure you could run to it and never reach it.

that is, of course, until you do reach it, and then it all feels too fast. you give the hallway a final once over with your eyes, and only now do you notice the wonky painting on the wall and the spot of dust in the far corner. you’d spent hours cleaning with wooyoung last night and right now it looks to you like might as well not have bothered. it’s not like your mum will see all the time and effort put into what you did do anyway. she’ll only notice the smudge on the full length mirror you keep at the end of the corridor and the tiny scratch in the paintwork that was left there by the new sofa you and wooyoung had tried to awkwardly shuffle into the living room. before now it has seemed like a fun memory, but now you can’t help but find yourself wishing that you’d accepted the help of the men who delivered it to your home; they wouldn’t have scratched your walls so carelessly.

there’s a final wrap of a fist against your door and you know you can’t stall any longer. you unlock it with shaking hands and pull it open to see her.

your mother.

she hums disapprovingly as she steps inside, not even bothering to take her shoes off at the door. you look down at your own socked feet and suddenly feel insecure. is it wrong if you to demand your mother take her shoes off in your house? your brain tells you no and yet it still feels disrespectful. wooyoung would tell you otherwise, but wooyoung doesn’t know your mother. setting a boundary is an act of disrespect, and so with a tight chest, you let it go. the shoes aren’t the end of the world, after all. there’s so much else for you to worry about.

“do you not own a hoover?” is the first thing that falls from her mouth. not a hello, or a how are you. it’s a backhanded comment about the single spot of dust you missed on your cleaning spree. you grimace, hands folding into fists by your sides. you dig your nails in as a desperate attempt to calm your self down. part of you is tempted to push her right back out the door and lock it in her face, but instead you point to the doorway at the far end of the corridor. it leads to the kitchen where wooyoung is. hopefully he can break the curse, although judging by your mothers sneer, you aren’t hopeful.

“i must have missed it,” your voice is monotonous and tired, already fed up after just a few seconds in her presence. if she noticed, though, she doesn’t care. she’ll probably just chalk it down to you being ‘unmotivated’ and ‘uninspired’ like she always does whenever you aren’t practically bouncing off the walls.

you herd her into the kitchen like a shepard, walking behind her to guide her towards where your boyfriend awaits his judgement. each time her shoes tap against your floor, you die a little inside. you wonder if wooyoung will be disappointed in you for not standing your ground like he always tells you to. like he’s so good at doing. you wipe away that thought almost instantly; it’s just the effect your mother has on you. the disappointment you’ve experienced from her since you were a child wrapping its ugly tendrils around every single aspect of your life. you could never make her proud, but wooyoung isn’t her.

wooyoung could never be her. the pride he makes you feel for the tiniest of things makes up for the shame your mother makes you feel. you could wake up in a morning and wooyoung would find something to gush over. either you get up on a day when you’d really rather not, or you spend hours at the stove making breakfast that certainly doesn’t live up to anything he could make. he’s proud of you for simply existing, and that’s so much more than you could ever ask for.

there’s a ghost of a smile as you follow your mother into the kitchen and lock eyes with your boyfriend. he raises a brow; you shake your head as your smile grows. now isn’t really the time to tell him how dear he is to you, although by the way his face softens, you believe that he already knows.

[appleofmyii]

and you dont seem the lying kind, a shame that i can read your mind

Now playing: 'duvet'- bôa

Synopsis: after finding Luke is the lighting thief and a traitor, you go to comfort and talk to him only to find him with someone else, leading to Clarisse mending your broken heart

fem!y/n x Luke Castellan, endgame fem!y/n x Clarisse La Rue

Warnings: luke, cheating, kissing, swearing. Lmk if I missed any

A/N: this is my first ever ff so please have constructive criticism only.

Your head spun and your heart felt like it was torn in half.

percy, Annabeth, and grover had just arrived back from their quest and it was revealed who the real lighting thief was, Luke Castellan, your boyfriend. While your head knew that the right thing to do was break up with him immediately, your heart still ached with love for him. 'Maybe if I just have a talk with him I can understand his prospective' you thought to yourself.

You start heading towards his cabin, other campers surrounded in a huge frantic crowd, wondering whats going to happen next. There were thunder clouds forming over the entire camp, and the lake tides were getting heavy, something serious was about to happen, but you didn't care, you didn't care that World War 3 might start, you didn't give a shit about that, all you could care about was finding Luke.

You slowly walked into the Hermes cabin, and you could hear muffled moans in the background. Luke's door was locked shut but you assumed that it was just because he didn't want to see, hear, or look at anybody. You softly knock on the door "go away I'm busy" Luke shouted, followed by a giggle. That giggle didn't sound like them though, it was sweet and girly. You wondered to yourself if you were just hearing things or if something was going on inside of the room, something that shouldn't have been.

"Luke it's me, look I know you may not want to see anyone right now, but we seriously need to talk, can I come in?" You shouted. " oh shit it's y/n" Luke whisper shouted as if their was someone else in the room "hide." You wondered who he was talking to and why they were being told to hide but then, luke opened the door, he was shirtless and only had his boxers on making you I tiny bit flustered, you blushed as you met his eyes "hey. Who were you just talking to?" You said in a soft tone voice making luke nervous, "no one." He said, looking down at his feet, clearly lying. "Well then may I please come in?" You said again in your soft tone and using your doe eyes as a way to persuade him, and while that usually drives him crazy and bends him to your will, today he was just not budging. "No. I'm kind of busy at the moment but I'll catch you at dinner" he said with a nervous smile.

You then saw another person far behind him, peering out of the corner whispering "is she gone? Come back I miss you." Luke looked at you with nervous and guilty eyes. You look at him with tears welling up "who Is that?" You tried to say but your voice broke, you already knew the answer, and you didn't like it. " I said who is that?" You shouted, your sadness quickly turned into anger, a trait you inherited from your godly parent. "Look I can ex-" luke tried to say but you immediately cut him off "You know what luke, down answer. Don't fix your mouth to speak at all. You know I was going to stick by you? I was going to deny everything and defend you even if it ment my friends and reputation gone? Gods, you might have been a lightning thief and a traitor to percy, but I would have never thought you would ever betray me. Go fuck yourself" you spewed out all in one breath, you thought that if you had said it slowly, you would break down, something you didn't want to do Infront of him or the person behind him.

you storm around the camp, unsure of where to go. If you went back to your cabin, your half siblings would want an explanation, something you weren't ready to waste your breath on just yet. You immediately thought of clarisse, your best friend, someone who was always there for you and vice versa. Though she was already pissed at luke for being framed as the lighting thief ,something you didn't believe at all, and you didn't want to fuel her fire, you urged to be held in clarisse's arms, crying your heart out.

You arrive at the ares cabin. Luckily no one else is there but her, you can see her though the window, sharpening her new spear, the spear that you paid double to get a hephaestus kid to make. You make your way through the door and you couldn't hold it in any longer, you burst into tears, clarisse immediately dropped her spear and rushed over to hug you " what's wrong pretty girl?" She said in a worrisome voice. The nickname immediately ran through your head. Pretty girl was the nickname she gave you when you arrived at camp, though back then it was used as an insult. "It's luke....." you managed to say through sobs " he's and traitor and a cheat." "He what" clarisse whisper shouted, her grip tighted for a second and you could practically feel the anger rushing through her vains, "im going to kill that son of a bitch." "No no clarisse don't do or say anything, he's already going through so much..." your voice started to shake as you trailed off. " he did you so wrong and yet your still protecting him, I don't understand you y/n." You spend the rest of the night laying in clarisse's arms

A few weeks has passed since the incident. Word got around about luke cheating on you and now he has been cut our and avoided entirely, including his own half siblings. You've gotten over him, with the help of clarisse. You almost want to thank Luke, if it wasn't for him you wouldn't have been spending this much time with her, or been able to see her in a new light.

calling it a crush was an understatement. You were head over heels, something you hadn't felt for Luke. Butterflies flew in your stomach by just the mention of her name. You excitingly anticipated your next meet up with her. You were completely and utterly down bad. And the feeling was mutual. Clarisse blushed at the sight of you, stealing glances at you and nervously fidgeting whenever you caught them. Now all you had to do was make it official.

You were nervous, not at her response but at others. Would people think its werid how you moved on from luke to clarisse? Would people think it was an odd pairing? What would your half siblings think? Hell- what would ares think? But all your thoughts washed away as soon as you saw her. She was just gorgeous. Suddenly you didn't care about what people thought about you two, not even the gods, if it ment that you got to see that face all the time. " clair..." you said, using your soft voice and doe eyes combo that once drove luke mad. "I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine." Clarisse was very flustered by this, she normally makes the first move and so to have someone else do it for her was a feeling she was not yet used to. You shot her a fearful look seeing as clarisse was hesitant to respond. "Im sorry if that's weird I just thought-" you tried to splur out but you were interrupted by clarisse's Lips meeting yours.

The kiss was surprisingly soft and sweet. You'd imagine what it would been like kissing her before and you always thought it would be rough seeing as she's an ares kid, but you weren't complaining. You kissed her back. Tugging on her curls and pushing your head forward to deepen the kiss, then you suddenly pulled away, "does this mean we're dating now?" You questioned her playfully, laughing at her astonished look from the sudden stop "what do you think?" She said in a annoyed tone. You giggled and continued on with the kiss

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[satorisoup]

OH I THINK I FOUND IT WAUHDSASDUH hii! i'm so sorry but i really don't know how to request stuff so i thought this is where u would request? i'm sorry if i don't request in the actual link (if there's any) this is my first timeee huhuuu, but i REALLYYY want to request an angst to fluff wherein reader gets quite jealous bc kuroo keeps getting hit on by other girls and she gets quite insecure. thank youu don't force urself if u don't have time to!!

#KUROOS’ FANGIRLS

#A/N : yes you found it! ugh kuroo is my fav i love him so much.

#WARNINGS : f!reader. petnames (sweetheart, baby). cursing. cheek kisses. angstish(?) to fluff.

kuroo is undeniably an attractive guy. flirty humor, pretty eyes, and a tall, muscular build. no one would usually think this could be a problem but to you, it was.

it’s annoying, really. sitting at his volleyball game trying to support your boyfriend, the squeals and loud yells of his name coming from random girls in the stands. pretty long hair, whispy curls or styled bangs, big eyes and blushy cheeks, cute little outfits put together.

when the end of the game came and it was time to go, a couple of the girls even had the courage to flirt with him right in front of you.

“your arms are so strong!”

“you looked so hot out there!”

and although kuroo would give a mediocre thank you with a wave of his hand, you couldn’t shake off the creeping feeling of intense jealousy.

these girls were so perfectly put together and fluttered their long eyelashes so prettily it almost made you sick. maybe you needed to put more effort, or grow your hair out more. maybe kuroo thought so too. maybe he didn’t even like you at all.

the walk and bus ride home with kuroo was eerily quiet. you couldn’t even bring yourself to say anything other than a quiet “good job tetsu.” back at the courts.

finally walking into his room and sitting yourself on the edge of his bed, not daring to look him in the eyes and instead focusing your attention on the window. you heard the rustling of his bag on the floor before you felt the bed dip as he sat next to you. you still made no effort to look at him.

“okay, tell me what’s wrong.”

you weren’t expecting him to just blantantly ask you. and you couldn’t help but feel entirely stupid for the answer that was about to leave your mouth.

“do you even like me, kuroo?” the question came out as almost a whisper as you waited for a response.

“sweetheart, of course i do. what are you talking about?” he responded, and you finally moved your head to lock eyes with him. his face filled with slight worry as he stared at you.

“i dont know… you just have so many other girls you could easily be with. i dont understand why u bother with me.”

his eyes softened before responding, “because i love you. i could care less about any other girls because you’re the one i fell in love with.”

you smiled softly at him before being embraced by kuroo’s arms. wet kisses planted on your cheeks and a not so real “ew!” followed with soft laughter. he was right. he was dating you. he knew you like the back of his hand just as well as you knew him. he chose you over anyone else. why be insecure when everything he’s ever told you has proven to be true? its you and kuroo, and it always will be.

“no need to be so jealous, baby. im all yours.”

“quiet, tetsu.”

[l0vem41l]

it's a new year and i still love you.

「 tws + notes: no tws, unedited, gwen wearing her shoes on the bed made me wanna claw my eyes out but thatz ok can u tell shes a fave, do we f with pining and yearning, short asf but shhhh dont talk 2 me im in hiatus 」

「 gn!reader, romantic...ish relationship <3 」

↳ ft. gwen stacy, hobie brown, miles morales (1610 + 42), miguel o'hara

author's note: i miss writing for atsv. anyways this is a draft from new years. ITZ LATE I KNOW I KNOW SHHHHHH

▸ GWEN STACY who's not the best with words, but has drafted about a million letters of confession for you anyways. they stay in a shoebox under her bed— some crumpled up, folded away out of timidness, or ripped out of frustration with none of them quite good enough for you.

she's spent the entire year writing letter after letter and has experienced the hand cramps to prove it yet, no progress has been made.

during new years, she invites you over for a celebration for two, just hanging out in her bedroom.

she's praying you don't notice that she accidentally left the shoe box out. freaks out when you ask her about her new kicks— until she realizes you're referring to the ones she's wearing. the ones she stole from hobie. phew.

silently makes a promise to tell you eventually. while terrified of losing you— gwen at least wants to let you know you're loved and cherished, that you mean the world to her. maybe this year.

▸ HOBIE BROWN who's figured that whatever you have is better than nothing. he's as direct as possible with you without saying it outright. and it's not quite a relationship, not quite a friendship— but he likes it that way.

at least you're heading into the new year together, watching the fireworks in the distance on a rooftop. there's no better place to be in the world, as far as he's concerned.

hobie offers you a kiss on new years as a joke yeah right, but will definitely be surprised when you happily lean in and plant a few on his face.

"are you missing on purpose?" he quips, chuckling to himself.

he decides to place a quick one on your lips, just as it turns midnight.

both of your faces heat up as you awkwardly glance away from him— but then you feel hobie lean into your side, his head rested on your shoulder.

▸ MILES MORALES (1610) who's rehearsed the planned confession in front of his mirror night after night, only to realize an entire year has passed and he still hasn't told you.

he tries to and... yeah, fireworks make it hard for anyone to hear anything. it's okay though. at least they're pretty. not as pretty as you. he watches you tilt your head and laugh and nod politely, knowing damn well you didn't hear any of what he said.

after a moment, the noise dies down enough for you to say, "hah... uh— sorry what?"

miles decides just to crack a joke instead. something about starting his year off right with you around. nearly dies when you grin and squeeze his hand in agreement.

▸ MILES MORALES (42) gets you a nice gift even though new years gifts aren't exactly typical. just wants to show that he cares about you.

will try to scowl as you grin and gush about it but eventually chuckles at your reaction to such a simple gesture.

you have a minor freak out, realizing you have no gift for him— but he only shrugs.

"you're enough."

the grin that forms on your face is almost stupid. he's already anticipated the words that will come out of your mouth as you tease him for being sappy. he just rolls his eyes, threatening to never be nice again. whine and complain about it and he'll reconsider.

▸ MIGUEL O'HARA is barely celebrating new years. sure, realizes he's done absolutely NOTHING in terms of confession and intends to keep it that way. i mean. he's kinda busy. and maybe this next year will pull you two apart.

you don't kiss him at midnight, mainly because he's barely spoken the entire time and you're worried about his silence— but you place your palm in his instead. the size difference of your hands makes you smile slightly.

you pause, glancing at him. "i have a good feeling about this year."

he quirks an eyebrow up. "yeah?"

"yeah. we'll have each other."

your earnest smile is enough to send him into cardiac arrest atp.

"...i guess i have a good feeling about it too then."

— reblogs always appreciated!

[dolliestfairy]

𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝐹𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑦 ❁ ₊ ˖  ་ ݁٬ ࣪✧ ،

Fluff Billy Loomis, Jason Voorhees, Michael myers, Jennifer check headcanons with Chubby!fem!reader who is a Flower Fairy ʚ(❛▿❛❁)ɞ

𖧷 Warning : Killing, Disembowel, Slaughtering, Killing in Public, Overprotectiveness, Mocking/bullying, maybe some misspelled word and yeah thats it.. i think. lmk if i miss anything. Reader Skin Color Is Not Announced

𖧷 A/N : Just taking a break yesterday, and now i'm writing again. hope you like it. and please give me reblog and feedbacks if you enjoy my writings :)

Enjoy Reading My Fairies ₊ ˖  ་ ݁٬ ࣪ ،♡ 🧚🏻‍♀️

𖧷 Billy Loomis

• He freaking love about the opposite vibration you both gave to each other

• would kill for you, not definetly, but obviously.

• first time he know that you're a no human he kinda freaked out a little bit

• he doesnt want to admit this but he really think that you're a cool person.

• you can grow flowers and nature and leaves and bla bla bla, thats freaking cool yk..

• would try to keep the secret that you're a fairy,

• although sometimes he cant help but let a few words about you leave out of his mouth making his buddies confused.

• but overall he really loves you and ESPESSIALLY the curves of your body... chefs kiss 💋

• really proud having a chubby flower fairy as his gf ₊ ˖  ་ ݁٬ 🧚🏻‍♀️💌

𖧷 Jason Voorhees

• thinks he doesnt deserve you.

• now dont get me wrong here, he freaking loves you and its a fact that you manage to bring the little jason out of his big mass body.

• but as we know, he's also a very very insecure boy :( so compare to your beautiful body he sometimes think he doesnt deserve you, and you deserve someone better than him.

• but you always make him feel better in bed where you make him feel so good it boost his confidence <3

• its only make him love you even more.

• and just like billy, he had no problems to disembowel anyone who dare to touch your hair in a wrong way,

• and given the fact that you're a fairy, he might get a little too overprotective of you, but its also because he love you so much and would love to keep the secret of you being a fairy tight-tight.

𖧷 Michael Myers

• he first think of you as a weirdo 😁💀

• but as times goes by, he also known the fact that you're not a weirdo, you're just simply a non human creature (unless you're actually a weirdo, that would be plus-plus <3)

• he thinks it cool of how you manage to make a flower bloom, to grow flowers with your power and ect..

• but since he doesnt talk, he just sometimes like, like he sees you 'performing' and then he just aggresively nodding at what you're doing.

• thats actually how he shows himself enjoying something.

• he also thinks your wings is a pretty combination with your chubby body.

• he would rather die than admitting this, but he is freaking love cuddling with you.

• and yes, he also had no problem to slaughtered everyone who talk down and look down on you.

• even if he had to kill everyone in a public place, in the middle of the city or whatever, he had ZERO problem.

• also since he doesnt talk, you dont have to fear about getting your secret spilled. and even if someone already like heared a little about you being a fairy, you best believe they're gonna be dead in just a few days later.

𖧷 Jennifer Check

• oh my god yk what?? this reminds me of like Lana del rey and Taylor swift friendship dynamic!!

• like she's the Lana del rey girl, and you're the Taylor swift girlie (unless you also like lana del rey just like me, it will also be a plus plus<3)

• REALLY REALLY PROUD having you as her partner.

• if someone mock your relationship with her because since she always view as an it girl or simply a 'perfection' it will be no doubt that you might get mock a bit.

• and when she find out about the fact that you're getting mocked by someone? oh god.. you best believe they're gonna be dead with their stomach ripped open.

• she gives zero fuck about their gender, age or status or whatever. if they fuck with you, they fuck with her, and you know what happen if someone fuck with her

• fuck with her is already bad, and now they want to fire it with fucking with you? nuh uh. honestly, not the best idea ever.

• and ok i know she's like very popular and she's also an extroverted lady, but she would try her best to keep the secret of you being a fairy.

• and since you both are non human, she didnt afraid to tell you what kind of creature she is.

• but she is, somehow, well not afraid, just worry that you might leave or hate her for eating a mankind.

• but overall, she's really love you and your talent, she might get a little envy about your talent or whatever, but that enviness will be quickly replaced by her proud nature about having a 'secret' flower fairy partner.

[iwaasfairy]

Happy Iwa day! Can you please create a ‘waking up with Iwa’ drabble?

Thank you!

... dont blame me for taking this fluff and turning it into smut tho hfygusdgfd sorry sorry i am only wholesome in asks but not in writing

tw yandere, somnophilia, hate-fucking, possession, noncon

You've haven't gotten used to the achy, sore feeling of having your poor pussy stretched and abused for hours when he starts bothering you during naps too. When your brief moments of sleep get interrupted by a slow few pets along your hairline, your sides, along the curve of your ass. It'd be romantic if it was anyone else, if you didn't wish you could blink his face out of existence.

Iwaizumi's roughed up fingers toy along your slit with spit-strung lines that still leave your thighs all sticky, when you barely manage to pull yourself back into consciousness. The room is never how you left it. He can't stop himself from cleaning up in the pretense of love and care, and apart from angering you -you could help if he didn't insist on fucking you until you passed out- it at least serves as some sort of sense to tell the time.

As you try to push yourself up onto one arm, Iwaizumi grunts softly, before breathing your name. You hate how he says that too. You can tell that his first instinct is to push you back down, but instead he just dips his digit in and out of your awfully sore hole. You notice that the room is clean. The fresh sheet smell is nice, and you bury yourself deeper into them.

"Morning, doll."

You choose to ignore the wistful longing in his tone, and jerk as he strokes a particularly sore spot. "Aw, Iwaizumi, that hurts." He doesn't stop, and you swear a slight glint of enjoyment even passes over his face when his fingertips curl deeper inside you. "Aw, aw, that hurts!"

"Hm, someone's still sore from before, huh." You nod, and try to reach behind you a little to dig your nails into his forearm- but he presses your wrist to your back with a pleased hum. "Well, maybe you deserve that, doll." Tears spring into your eyes, and you glare. God, you hate him. Even if he hadn't stolen you away from your family and locked you up in his fancy prison, even if he hadn't raped you and embarrassed you and hurt you- you'd hate him.

It lingers on the tip of your tongue when he pulls his fingers out of your wet, because of his spit and the motions only, pussy and slots them between his plush lips. Olive eyes find yours as your mouth opens, and maybe he knows you, because one brow lifts. I hate you. I hate you, you think, and bite your lip hard, but it doesn't come out of your mouth. Your body refuses, and you tear up more. Last time you said it left you choking on his cock for long enough to have you gagging your throat raw.

But your tongue still brushes your teeth, and you whimper when he rolls you over. "I-"

"You love me." He pats an impatient hand against your thigh, and you lift it to make room for his narrow hips and thick thighs. "You love," he kisses your leg, "me. This gives you meaning. You're right where you need to be." Of course his cock is already hard. Of course the flushes head is leaking a bead of precum, he can't ever help himself. "My doll. My little puppet."

He lines up, and his mouth corners twitch up a little when your lip is bitten painfully tight between your teeth. You cry out a little noise at the sting, the hurt, the already raw flesh getting overabused from the second he slides in-- shudders above you like he likes it. It hurts. It really really hurts, and yet, your cunt squeezes around him as wetness automatically lubes up his thick cock. "You love this, pretty girl. If you don't yet, you will."

[oceansssblue]

Just stumbled upon you through one of my mutuals. There is a severe lack of Fives x Pregnant reader out there, so I’d like to challenge that. However, if that’s not your thing literally anything fluffy and sfw with Fives would be beautiful. Thanks love!

Hi there love! Yeah, I asked the community to reblog and its getting surprisingly crazy! But i love writing and I'm happy to do all these requests for you, it'll just take same time haha.

A lot of fives snips coming! Fives x pregnant reader is not a problem at all. Fluffy and a bit of spicy. Hope you like it!

"NUMBER ONE"

TBB REQUESTS –FIVES/PREGNANT!READER 📩💖

WARNINGS: PREGNANT FREADER, PASSING MENTION OF ECHO'S DEATH, ROTTING FLUFF, A DROP OF SPICYNESS&BANTER.

Few in the galaxy actually knew clones weren't at all sterile. Kaminoans had definitively tried to get rid of the problem; but it had always ended up affecting their efficacy on battle, or led to huge emotional disregulations, so they had opted for the quickest way possible. An implant. It was just designed for a man instead of a woman; periodically inyecting them with some kind of substance that made their spermatozoids not viable. Well, if their plan had to fail with someone, it had to be Fives.

Despite being an excellent ARC trooper, a great soldier, Fives had always had a bit of a knick for bending the rules. Maybe it was just part of his vibrant, energetic personality; which had also pushed him to sneak into the pleassures of the Coruscant nights numerous times before.

He had been nothing short of a playboy, at first. Not really breaking girls hearts, because he just wasn't a bad person; but with war going on, he knew he didn't have the stability or time for something more serious, and it wasn't fair to put someone else through that. So he had always stated his intentions first and he had had his fair ammount of fun here and there. But like all playboys, he had fallen in love, and fallen hard.

At first you were just one of Fives conquests; another name on the list. But the thing is that sex had been so much more fun with you; from the flirting in the bar to you laughing freely and without a worry in the world in your bedsheets, hair forming a beautiful halo on the pillow. Maybe Fives had fallen in love with you right then and there. Maybe it had been the second date, or the third. The time he kissed your hand or when you marked his neck with his teeth, a small show of possesion for anyone else, and he had actually liked it instead of bringing up the rules of their agreement.

Maybe it had been the way you had brushed the sex aside and cuddled up with him on the sofa instead, holding him through the pain of Echo's death. Maybe it had been how softly you had kissed him on the day of his following department, maybe... Maybe it had been the day he found out you were pregnant with his child.

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Fives smiles, dark eyes lost somewhere in the sink in front of him. You had both just finished having lunch; your cyare dilligently jumping to wash the dishes himself and telling you to sit down for a tiny bit. You hadn't answered you didn't really need to sit all the time; because you knew helping you made him feel better, and it always made you happy to make him feel valued, and good. And baby number one was particularly active today, so all good.

"What are you thinking of, love?" You ask, bringing Fives back from his thoughts.

He restarts with his washing technique –he insists in drying all the glasses one by one as he cleans them instead of doing them all together at the end– and glances back.

"Just thinking about that time you told me you were pregnant with my child" he answers, playful smile perching on his handsome face.

"Oh? That time, huh?" You repeat, chuckling. "I recall you having a pannick attack".

Fives huffs.

"Me? A pannick attack? Please, dont say such foul lies with that pretty mouth of yours" he answers, and you instantly fall into your usual banter.

It somestimes feels like sex. It sometimes feels like love. It sometimes feels like something even deeper than that.

"Who would have known" you continue teasing him. "Brave ARC trooper Fives scared at the prospect of having a tiny little innocent baby".

Fives chuckles and closes the tap, turning around while he dries his hands with one of the kitchen cloths.

"In my defence, babies are scarier than droids" he points out, grin stretching his face, filling you with warmth.

Oh, how you love him.

"Oh yeah" you continue to playfully mock him. "They can attack you with their little... oops, no, they don't even have teeth yet".

Fives laughs, and he walks towards you. He stands there in front of you in all his handsome clone glory before bending forward and leveling his face with yours. His lips hover in front of yours.

"But I'm not scared anymore, aren't I?" He whispers, glancing at the temptation that is your mouth.

You hum and place your hand on his cheek, caressing it softly. He's so attractive, with his strong cheekbones and expressive eyebrows.

"Still scared" you half sing, smiling lovingly "You're just much more excited about it now".

Fives chuckles and kneels down on the floor, conceeding you a victory with a small nod. He looks up at you while he carefully places his big hands on your seven-month-belly; then switches his attention to it while he caresses it and speaks softly.

"How's my little trooper doing today?"

Your heart melts with Fives softness. Even if he's a good man, and affectionate enough, you had never imagined him to be like this. He will really be a great father, you know it.

"Baby number one is particularly rebellious today" you tell him, inmediately laughing at Fives frown and rolling eyes. "He's going to be a handfull, I'm sure of it".

He gives you a pointed glance.

"And that's exactly why we're not having a second one".

You pout.

"But what is baby number one going to do when you're out fighting the evil guys and I'm busy with work? You understand he needs a brother, right? You should understand more than anyone..." you let your ending trail, and Fives stands up and crowds over you, cupping your face in his hands.

"I see what you're trying to do, missy. Pulling on my emotional conection with my brothers is a low move on your part" he answers, though holding no malice in his voice, still smiling slightly.

You grin up at him.

"But an effective one?" You ask, hopeful.

Fives chuckles and sighs.

"I'll reeeaaally think about it if you don't use the "baby number one" nickname for a whole month".

You laugh out loud this time, and your baby moves with you, almost excited. You gasp, and Fives hand is instantly pressed against you, feeling the movement and grinning from ear to ear. It's a beautiful sight on him.

"You got yourself a deal, sexy man" you nod, happy.

Fives smiles and kisses you slowly, without a rush in the world, though you know he probably has to go back to the GAR in a few hours.

"Don't start with that, miss. That's how we ended up in this place for the first time".

You playfully bite his lower lip and Fives groans against your mouth.

"Luckily for you, baby number two can't be made in the oven yet".

Fives shakes his head, pulling carefully but firmly on your hair to make you tilt your head back further, exposing your throat to him.

"You're insufferable" he mumbles, smiling against the skin of your neck.

You sigh and happily close your eyes. You've got a wonderful cyare; and even pregnant, he knows very well how to take care of you.

"Persistent" you correct him.

Your words are quickly losts under Fives' lips and hands.

THE END.

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Fully fluffy one for you love! Hope you've liked it!

Remember I'll be doing EVERY one of the requests you've all sent me, just takes me time.

Xx,

Sky.

Back to my general masterlist here!

[birdiewriteslit]

wildest dreams au

luke hughes x abigail abernathy

masterlist

note: this took me a week bc i have to go to school sorry y’all

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January 6, 2024

—

messages 9:40 pm

jack: so what is going on with you and luke

jack: you guys were being weird earlier

abigail: jack we’re in the same room just talk to me

jack: luke’s in the other room i am being safe

abigail: whatever

jack: so why has he been ignoring you all night and why does quinn know and i don’t

abigail: how do you know that quinn knows🤨

jack: bc he told me not to ask

abigail: yet here we are

jack: i dont like the vibes i need to fix them this is weird

jack: you never fight

abigail: fine he’s mad bc i made peace with rudy and i was with him the other day

jack: is that it

jack: your breakup was toxic but if you’re good with him now idk why luke would be mad about it

—

Abigail bit her lip, glancing at Jack from across the couch. “There is something else,” she said quietly.

Jack looked up from his phone and set it down beside him. “What is it?”

“You can’t say anything to anyone because Luke and I haven’t talked about it yet.” Abigail scooted closer to Jack and held up her pinky.

Jack intertwined his pinky with hers and motioned with his other hand that his lips were zipped. “I won’t tell a soul.”

“Okay,” Abigail said cautiously. “Luke and I kissed on New Year’s.”

Jack’s eyes blew wide. “What?” he practically shouted. Abigail slapped her hands over his mouth.

“Shut the fuck up!” she reprimanded through gritted teeth.

Jack made wild gestures with his hands and pushed hers away from his face. “That’s not what I thought you were going to say. You can’t just do that!”

Abigail shrugged. “Well, sorry to be blunt but I’m not sure how else you wanted me to say it.”

“I cannot fucking believe this,” Jack whispered. Abigail felt obligated to say something, but Jack brought his finger up to shush her. “You told Quinn and not me?”

Abigail rolled her eyes. “No, idiot. He just knows Luke’s mad about Rudy. He doesn’t know about the kiss thing.”

Jack grinned. “So I’m special.”

“You are not special,” Abigail said, exasperated. “I just don’t know what to do about this. He hasn’t said anything about it.”

“Abby, he’s probably waiting for you to say something,” Jack rationalized. “You know how he is.”

“Maybe. Should I talk to him about it?” Abigail asked.

Jack looked hesitant. “Can I ask you something?”

“What?”

“Do you love him?”

Abigail’s eyes widened and she felt her heartbeat quicken in her chest. “Jack, what?”

“I’m serious, Abby,” he said, his face stern.

“Jesus, I don’t know. I don’t even know where to go from here,” she admitted, running a nervous hand through her hair.

“You better figure it out because this is a big thing and I don’t want either of you getting hurt,” he said seriously.

“I know.” Abigail nodded solemnly.

“Do you want to be with him or not?” Jack asked finally.

Abigail thought for a moment. She always stopped herself from thinking about Luke like this. It felt forbidden to want him the way that she knew she did.

That night, when they kissed, it felt like she was on fire. She had never felt like that with any of her exes, not even Rudy. She always felt different when she was around Luke. He wasn’t her brother like Jack and Quinn were. He never was, even when they were kids. She knew the answer to Jack’s first question.

“I do,” she confessed softly.

“Then you know what to.”

“Yeah.”

Jack stood from the couch. “Goodnight, Abby.”

“Goodnight, Jack.”

[asraxfile]

…_〆(゜▽゜*) ⠀⠀⠀⠀Wait for your love.

synosis: Minnie was always a better option than your ex anyway trope: best friends to lovers pairing: Minnie x fem!reader genre: fluff warnings: reader crying, kissing word count: 957

A/n: these days I'm getting so many ideas that I dont know which one should I write first. This one inspired me by Ariana's new album Eternal Sunshine with a nice bff to lovers with Minnie. Enjoyy ^^

[10.23pm]

It was a calm and peaceful night. Slight fresh breeze washing through the city’s streets. The moon shone higher and higher as most of the citizens were already ready to finish their day and go to sleep. Minnie just got back from work feeling exhausted.

The preparations for the group’s new comeback were going excellently, but she would lie if she said it wasn’t tiring. She walked up the stairs of her dorm until she got a bunch of loud notifications. She sighed and took her phone to check who was spamming her. A slight smile played at the corner of her lips after she saw it was from you, her crush.

From far as Minnie knew, she has always had a crush on you. Ever since she met you it’s like you brought colors in her world. She could really be her true self when she was with you and she loved you dearly for that. But she was too afraid of ruining your friendship if she ever confessed, she was your best friend, and she won’t let anyone change that.

Well, despite her fear of ruining the relationship you have, there was one more problem that was stopping her, your boyfriend.

Ever since you got in a relationship with him about 5 months ago, Minnie kind of distanced herself from you. Of course she was there and you two sometimes hung out but not as much as Minnie wanted. She was jealous of course but what could she do? She wanted you to be happy even if it means that you’re happy with someone else.

But as soon as she saw what made you text her a million messages her smile dropped from her face.

[10.45pm]

Soft tears escaped your eyes while you hugged Minnie, resting your forehead against her shoulder as she held your upper arms. “I hate him for doing this to me, Minnie. I knew this would happen. I knew he would eventually leave me.” Wiping your eyes you looked at your worried best friend.

Minnie’s heart sank at the thought of you suffering for someone who wasn't even good for you, but even if she hated him for breaking up with you(over literal text), she was still here, comforting you. She wiped the tear that slipped on your cheek and looked deep at you with her almond eyes.

“You didn’t do anything wrong Y/n. He is a coward for breaking up with you and not even daring to face you. I’m so angry at him for making you feel like this, you deserve someone better.” She held your cheek as she calmed you down with her words.

You leaned into Minnie's embrace, seeking comfort in her warmth. She knew she couldn't erase the pain you were feeling, but she could damn well try to make you feel better. “I’m tired of waiting for the better. Maybe there’s no one better for me. Who would love someone so dumb and naive like me, Min?"

With low faith your words slipped out of your mouth. Minnie’s heart ached at your doubting words, she finally had enough. She held you tighter as you sank into her embrace. “Don’t say it like that. Don’t ever doubt your worth just because a fool of a man left you. He couldn’t see what was right in front of him—a beautiful soul, full of love, you deserve so much more than what he could give to you.”

After hearing those words, a spark of hope flickered in your heart. You held Minnie's arms as you let go of her embrace and moved to face her. Minnie’s words surely didn’t sound unmeaningful to you. "Minnie," you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion, "thank you. Thank you for being here for me, for believing in me when I couldn't believe in myself." in response, Minnie’s eyes softened at your thanks to her. “Always Y/n,” she smiled as she held your hand. “I’ll always be there for you.”

In that quiet moment, Minnie couldn’t control herself. She was briefly lost in your pretty eyes. It all happened in a second and she closed the gap between you and her, placing a heartfelt kiss on your lips. A gasp escaped your mouth as you pulled back, your eyes widened in shock at the unexpected kiss. Minnie's own eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushing with a delicate pink blush as she realized what she just did.

"I-I'm sorry, Y/n," Minnie stuttered out, her voice shaking in nervousness, her hand immediately pulling away from yours. "I didn't mean to–” But before she could finish her sentence, you reached out, gently cupping Minnie's cheek and kissing her back. Maybe, just maybe, this was something you wanted to do a couple of times already. As you held Minnie’s cheek, she gently brushed her hand over yours. You pulled back, looking at her confused eyes as you let out a slight chuckle. “It’s okay, Min. I know you did mean to do this.” You whispered as Minnie’s flushed cheeks got even redder.

“Y/n I…” Minnie started still looking at your eyes with a shocked look. “I want to be someone more than your best friend to you.” She whispered out as your eyes scanned her features. In response, you just smiled. “You were always someone more than my best friend Minnie, I was just so blind to see that.” You confessed pulling her into a big hug.

That night Minnie was happier than ever. She will surely prove to you that she is a better option for you, of course she will. She has always been the better one for you and she’s happy you finally realized that.

[lacyscabinet]

Hey I really liked Natalie being a guitar player, and I beg you to write some enemies to lovers with rockstar Nat. Hear me out, Reader has a band and she is the lead singer and maybe her bandmates dont like Nat ones or maybe the other way around? BUT AFTER ONE HEATED ARGUMENT READER AND NAT HAVE A STEAMY MAKE OUT SESH? That’s it, thank you🫶

A/N: WOAHHHHHHH I love this request!!!!! (THE STEAMY MAKE OUT SESH!? XAAXDSESGESTYSERSDGZETAZ) I hope you'll like this! <3 also I'm so sorry this took a lot but it got submerged in my drafts and I couldn't find it anymore 😭😭😭

Not proofreaddddd

MASTERLIST

The band

It was a quiet afternoon, everything was going smoothly, you and your band reached the designated spot you guys rented for practice, it was way more practical then simply reharsing in one of the band's members garage, it was a tranquil place to let your art fulfil,

the only downside was the sharing, the studio was expensive so splitting the rent with another band was convenient.

And sharing the studio with any another band would've been cool, but sharing it with Natalie Scatorccio's band...

You didn't really mind after all, yes, they were kinda mean, but after all you didn't care, but your band mates couldn't stand the way Natalie's band thought they ruled the world.

When you and the rest of the band entered the studio you were all surprised to see Natalie's band practicing there

"Sorry it's 5 p.m burnouts, it's our time for practice, get out" one of your friends said, you didn't agree with his rude tone but stayed silent regardless

"We booked from 4:30 to 7 , fuck off" Natalie scoffed picking up her guitar

"It's not like you guys can make music anyways, you might as well leave" she said throwing you all an annoyed look

"what did you just say!?" Another member of your band said "I said that your music sounds like a cat in heat" she spat back

You let out a dry chuckle, slightly offended, but you weren't going to show it "As if your music is any better" you tried to look intimidating

"Oh shut up" Natalie said looking down at you "Now let us do our thing"

You and your friends got out of the studio, deciding to let it slide in order to avoid anyone throwing hands, so you went home.

It was now evening, and you thought about practicing with your guitar and trying out the new song you wrote.

Soon enough you realized that your guitar wasn't in your room.

You left it at the studio, and you really needed to practice because you had a little show coming up.

So after a long walk, you finally arrived at the studio, and while opening the door you noticed that the lights were still on, then a soft shuffling noise reached your ears

"anyone here?" You asked "I'm here!" You recognized Natalie's voice, she turned around with your guitar in hand

"That's mine" you said "There's no name on it" at that you huffed, making your way towards her and reached to grab your guitar from her hands, but suddenly she softly pushed closer to the wall

You simply looked up at her, the tension evident between the two of you

"I'm sorry about earlier..." she mumbled, her breath on your face, tickling your nose.

You didn't know what to say, and then

She leaned in.

At first you didn't react, too shocked to realize what was happening, but then when you felt her hands rest on your hips you kissed back.

Nat smiled against your lips and tried to push her tongue in your mouth, you allowed her to and seconds after you had to pull away to catch your breath

Quickly she pulled you back in causing you to gasp, she backed up and guided you to a small couch, laying you down and getting on top

"I'm so sorry about earlier, really, I mean it, I was a bit of a bitch" she apologized in a raspy voice making you weak in the knees "Yeah same... I'm sorry too" you softly told her

Leaning back in she reached to pull her shirt off, you did the same and then she pressed against you again, kissing you feverishly

Her hand sneaked down and reached the zipper of your pants, fiddling with it, quickly you grabbed her forearm "woah woah... maybe next time..."

She instantly brought her hand back up "Next time?" She teased

"I guess you could say I kinda like whatever happened today"

A/N: again, sooooo sorry this took a lot 😭 thanks for being patient 🩷😭

[justcallmesakira]

''Valentines sweetheart event!⋆��₊˚⊹♡''

Hello there!! I am sakira. This is my Valentines event for January and February. Since I want to grow out my account I will be taking these requests from January 25th to February 29th! ⋆˚⊹♡!

Rules for requesting:

There will be various prompts for each genre so your only allowed to use one character for each prompt Each person can request up to 3 prompts with different characters ofc All you have to do is name the character and number of also the genre. I don't mind if you want to add something in the fic but please know that I might not add it Please check out my character list before requestIng!! Anyone can join!!

WARNING: If prompts are cut that mean i am working on it! Because if i finished it it will have a link!

Prompts----

Fluff:

"How he asks you out! (sceanrio and hcs)"

"I want nothing but your love"

"Sweet Chocolate bites"

"My love all mine mine all mine"

"Underneath the starlight"

"Umbrella and a kiss"

"Permanent Lipstick stains"

"Beautiful beautiful beautiful..... Beautiful boy"

"Drunk on the honey on your skin"

"I don't need no expensive perfume when I have your scent"

"Hold your hands through the sunset'

"Kisses and crafts''

“Teddy bear day <3”

“Your face forever imprinted on my rhinestone locket”

Angst:

"Tell me why...your hands are so cold?''

''Cigarette Loveburn"

''A lovely last date? eh?''

"If you have a minute why dont we go?"

''Just you and me...no one else, please''

''Anything for your soft touch again''

''Poisoned love''

''Still i am dangerously yours even with a bullet in my tainted heart''

''I dont want to dream about you again,,,never will i sleep tommorow or today"

"i would take a bullet for you just to prove my love, only to find out that your the one holding the gun''

''Soulless roses purge from my mouth, with your lips on another womans one''

"Shes the other woman!!!''

“Maybe,,,maybe in another life, another time”

“I think you’re holding the heart of mine, my heart is—-well! Squeeze apart that’s fine!! :)”

A/N: I dont celebrate valentines day but this is merely for fun! Feel free to request! <33

Divider crds: @plutism, @fairytopea

[fallingforel]

Prompt 59 “Don’t you think you’ve done enough?” as louis fluff please!

if it’s possible, where louis comforts y/n after finding her arguing with her now ex-bf? maybe admits his feelings to her as well?

a/n how are all of you my lovelies I actually love these types of asks as it gives me a background as to what you sort of want to go in it rather than give me free reign so I'd be more than happy to do it :) anywhooo on with the show also wanted to do a crossover between my fandoms so matty's the ex bf (because he's the best fit for the way the ex is I love him 75 fans pls dont come for me 🙏🙏)

PROMPT 59: "Don't you think you've done enough?"

words: 887 (sorry its kinda short)

"OH YOU WOULD JUST LOVE THAT WOULDN'T YOU?"

"LOVE WHAT MATTY?"

"OH COME ON Y/N ANYONE WOULD BE AS BLIND AS A BAT TO SEE IT. YOU BOTH SO CLEARLY WANT TO FUCK EACHOTHER LIKE RABBITS YOU WERE JUST WAITING FOR ME TO SEE IT WEREN'T YOU!" He remarks back to me, which earns a slap right on his cheek

"DONT YOU DARE SPEAK ABOUT HIM LIKE THAT! HE'S MY BEST-" I'm interrupted by my hotel door swinging open the one I share with Louis my best mate, who just so happened to be the cause of the argument I'm in with my boyfriend right now who surprised me because his band was in the same city mine was in so he popped by only to find out I was sharing a room with him which sparked the jealousy in him to rise.

"yo. Y/n you coming to bar 21 tonight supposed to be so lively on a friday night." "OH FOR FUCKS SAKE HERE HE GOES AGAIN TRYING TO GET WITH MY GIRLFRIEND." "WOAH! mate I'm sorry if I ever gave you that impression. But she is just my bestfriend, always was always will be int that right y/n"

"see exactly! I said this Matty why can't you just see the truth?" "Don't you think you've done enough, Louis. You know what forget it, you and I" Matty remarks back gesturing between me and him "WERE DONE!" Is all he says before storming out and slamming the door shut. And I'm dropping to my knees against the wall which I was leaning against while the argument was taking place. Which makes Louis run over to catch me before gently placing me down on the floor and crouching down and pulling me into a hug while sobbing into his shoulder.

"Oh! y/n sweetheart. He doesn't deserve you he never has knew from the minute you two met at the meeting of him trying to sell the sound to us that he was a pretentious self absorbed prick. George was nice though" "You know what we need to do now." I quipped back after laughing and putting my head on his shoulder where he was now next to me on the wall "what?" "Put change your ticket on the album to piss him off it's not out yet." "Yeah he deserves it, specially after what he just did to you self righteous prick"

"haha! I love you lou" I say "HAHAH! bit too early for that y/n love don't ya think?" he jokes "I'm being dead serious, I don't know if matty helped me see it or what, but I think I have always loved you specially after bootcamp. but you got with eleanor before I could even admit my feelings to you and then you guys broke up, I know it's not out to the media and what not yet but Louis I seriously seriously love you."

"Oh what the fuck!" is all he says before he's doing a quick 180 turn and pulling me in for a long kiss hands cupped on my face, and pulling back sighing before pulling me in again but this time peppering kisses all over my face.

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1 month later

"Lou! Babe!" I shout out where he appears toothbrush in mouth popping his head round the bathroom door "what is it sweetheart is everything okay?" "yeah yeah just have you seen this" "what is it? two secs just brushing my teeth" he says speech muffled by the plastic object occupying his mouth

he soons pops back out the bathroom and I hand him my ipad which has the article loaded on the screen.

"what did I tell you, I knew it would piss him off"

"yeah you told me alright, here you are Matty texted you"

"alright pass it back"

Matty: low blow don't ya think?

Y/n: maybe but I knew it would piss ya off so you're welcome ;)

Matty: FUCK YOU Y/N and your boyfriend

Y/n: how'd ya know about that only close family and friends know

Matty: **attached image**

open attached image?

[YES] [NO]

louist91

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louist91: @trumanblack stole your girl lol

fan1: eleanor and louis broke up??? DID HE CHEAT?? surely Y/n must know he cheated

fan2: @fan1 fuck eleanor and louis. what about y/n and matty did he know?

eleanorj92: @fan1 dont worry, he didn't cheat. we've been broken up for quite some time now I'm happy if he's happy :) congrats @y/n and @louist91

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Y/n: Lol at least its out now. wasn't even aware he did this. Bye matty enjoy the rest of your life and stop worrying about mine ;)

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"You're a menace you"

"Why? whatever have I done?" Louis quips back in a pretending not to know tone

"You know exactly what. Thought we were waiting until the break up articles were out?"

"we were but I thought I'd piss off mr self righteous even more than he already is"

"You're gonna get shit from management hope you know that"

"Anything if it means I get to parade my love for you around"

"I hate you, and your big romantic gestures"

"No. You love me and my big romantic gestures."

"You're right I do" I say leaning in to kiss him.

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end.

[emmyrosee]

AHHHHH I just found new brain rot! Okay okay. So. The Try Not To Kiss trend on TikTok where you're supposed to lay on your partner like you're going to make out, get as close as possible to kissing, and see how long you can last until one of you breaks. I can't even begin to choose from any of the HQ guys because honestly, I love them all. But I think Bokuto would cave INSTANTLY! Atsumu and Oiks would try to tease the absolute shit out of their partner but would be dying. I feel like Sakusa would last the longest? Maybe Suna because he's a little demon.

I don't know I'm losing it over here.

IM GONNA SHIT RAINBOWS DONT DO THIS TO ME MATE-

Also Suna/Sakusa got just the smallest, littlest bit heated, reader discretion is advised!!

Bokuto doesn’t stand a chance my guy. He’s merely watching tv, sprawled in his sweats after his shower and you have the NERVE, the AUDACITY, the GUMPTION to DO THIS TO HIM??? WHEN HE CAN BARELY KEEP HIS PAWS OFF OF YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE???

The minute you snake over to his side, an arm tosses over your shoulder to bring you close. You hum happily and gently nose at his temple, relishing in the smell of his clean skin. “You’re warm,” you murmur.

“I take hot showers,” he chuckles, turning his head to kiss you. You duck away slightly, and there’s a flash of confusion that crosses his face for a moment. “Why?”

“Why what?”

“I wanted to kiss you… don’t you want to kiss me?”

There’s no shot of doing this. Not when his mind revolves around kissing you constantly, always, feeling his lips dominating yours in eagerness, teeth clacking together with need and desire and-

Your thoughts are cutoff when he captures you in a kiss exactly so, one hand coming up to cradle the back of your head, the one around your shoulders pulling you close. You can’t help but purr, and even if now there’s a failed tiktok recording, it’s worth it whenever the Bokuto Koutarou starts kissing you.

“You think too loud,” he teases with a nip of your lip. “Hate when you hesitate. I just want to kiss you forever, babe…”

Who would you be to deny him?

-

Oikawa is a little different, same with Atsumu. Because he constantly craves you too, he’s obsessed with you. But who is he to back from a challenge? Especially when you swing your leg over his lap, settling against his thighs contently, and he looks up with an amused smile.

“Comfy?” He teases, and you laugh before lacing your fingers in his fluffy hair. He mewls and angles his touch, and when you start to lean forward to simulate a kiss, he leans over to meet you, but he’s confused when you don’t meet in the middle. One brown eye opens up to peek at you, and when you’re gazing back down at him with challenge glimmering in your eyes, he exchanges the kiss with a smirk and a bite of his lip.

“You wanna play this game?” He mumbles softly, and you snicker as your hands scratch at his scalp. “You don’t want to kiss me?”

“Of course I want to kiss you,” you assure, nudging your nose with his. His hands cradle your hips as they gently smooth up and down, thumbs stroking over the meat. “I want to kiss you so bad.”

“Then kiss me,” he pants. In truth, your teases only make you more tantalizing, and there’s nothing more that he’d like to do than make you mewl from his kissing, a complete putty in his hands just because he’s the only one who can. “I won’t tell anyone.”

You laugh out loud at his words, feeling the mood slip slightly, but he’s not budging other than his coaxing words. The hand in his hair moves to instead cradle his jaw, and he needs to kick it up a notch.

In faux submission, and in an attempt to make you crumble, he leans even closer and whimpers softly close to your mouth, panting needily and eyes flicking up to you as if you’re the bad guy here, denying him. And you gotta give him credit- he does look delicious.

“You’re evil,” You whisper, but you still try to hold strong, thumbs caressing his jawline. Your head angles and you sigh in return against his lips, biting your lip enticingly.

You’re not sure who finally connected the kiss. But what you do know, is it wasn’t appropriate for tiktok.

-

Sakusa. Sakusa and Suna. My beloved menaces. They would have ABSOLUTELY no problem withholding longer than you, sheerly because if you start something, he’s gonna make you finish it. Not to mention Suna having the knowledge of the viral trend HA-

If you want to break him? You gotta start before you film the tiktok.

He’s in the kitchen, literally just grabbing a glass of water, when you’re up against him, arms wrapped lowly around his waist and eyes peering up at him. He chuckles down at you and wraps his own arm around your waist. “Missed me that much?”

“I did,” you whine, resting your chin against him to look up at him, and you see a glimmer of dominance flicker in his gaze. “Always miss you so much…”

“I’m coming right back to the couch, my love,” he says, humming softly. “Come on. We can go cuddle.” You’re practically clinging to him as you make your way to the couch where he was reading. One of his legs folds over the other for a small perch for you to sit in, and when you settle in, he flips back to the page he was reading.

That is, until your hand gently reaches up for his jaw, turning his head back towards you with a needy whimper. He smirks as his eyes flick up and down, “are you demanding my full attention now?” He asks, and you nod softly. “Too bad. You can wait until I finish this chapter.”

That, certainly, wasn’t the reaction you’d been anticipating. “But… but…” your fingers slip down to fist the collar of his tee shirt, tugging softly. “But I want your affection…” to entice him further, you lean closer and bite your lip, internally cheering when he leans forward as well. But before you can connect the kiss, he purrs out a teasing ‘no.’

“You constantly have my affection,” he says softly, confidence in his voice. “You will live for five extra seconds without it.”

“You’re being mean!” You pout.

Then, you gasp when one of his hands shoots to the back of your neck, gently slipping his fingers over the shorter hairs and fisting the locks dominantly. His lips finally ghost over yours as he snarls out against them, and you know he’s not going to break but god, this whole ordeal was almost worth it when he speaks.

“I’ll show you mean if you keep acting like an entitled brat.”

You squeak and tip your head back to try and ease the pull, relishing in the excited rage that flicks in his eyes when you mumble back, the war now being waged.

“You promise?”