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[leviscolwill]

jude bellingham !

bad idea right ?

meeting up with your ex after one too many drinks, what could possibly go wrong ? [wc: 1,2k]

love to hate me [smau]

in which, your seemingly tumultuous relationship with jude bellingham piqued the internet's interest

ballroom extravaganza (jude bellingham x f1 driver!reader)

you always hated arguing with jude, but even more so when you're about to race monaco's streets [wc: 1,7k]

daydreamin' (jude bellingham x f1 driver!reader)

you get interviewed by your celebrity crush after getting your first pole position, and you boyfriend can't stop teasing you for it. [wc: ~850]

young & beautiful [smau]

an unexpected dating rumor involving the world's favourite princess and england's golden boy, jude bellingham, sparks chaos on social media.

jude blurb — #1

sanctuary (jude bellingham x f1 driver!reader)

after an eventful singapore gp, the only thing you can think of is your comfy bed but your body has another plan and your boyfriend isn't happy about that. [wc: 1,6k]

adore

you adored your friendship with jude, but sometimes you wished things weren't so complicated between the two of you. [wc: 3,2k]

dad!jude bellingham headcanons

something to give each other

jude and you are nothing complicated, until one night when you need him more than anything [wc:~800]

darling, i fancy you - jude blurb — #2

jude teaching you british slang with his own technique

lovelorn and nobody knows (jude x f1 driver!reader) [smau]

in which, jude wants to be the most supportive boyfriend, even if it means ruining your soft launch

sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely (drunk kisses, hand kisses)

jude is desperately trying to get you to bed, while you're desperately trying to show love to his hands (part of my 600 followers celebration <3)

heartbreak boy — jude blurb #3

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[dylsluvrs]

ryomen sukuna x reader | college au [18+]

touchdown ch.1 ryomen sukuna wants to send you a message!

ᡣ𐭩 pairing. football player! sukuna x journalism major! reader

ᡣ𐭩 summary. ryomen sukuna. your best friend’s frat brother. he’s tall, hot, suave, not to mention the best thing to happen to college football since…well, ever. he’s in a world completely different to your own. while he spends his nights partying and racking up his body count, you spend your nights reading and racking up your word count. but when the two of you decide to come to a mutually beneficial agreement, you realise you aren’t so different after all.

ᡣ𐭩 warnings/tags. 18+. fem!reader, fluff, angst, smut, college au, fraternities, sororities, partying, alcohol consumption, weed consumption, romance, jealousy, pining, slow burn, fake dating, opposites attract, acquaintances to lovers, she falls first he falls harder, sukuna being an asshole, best friend gojo.

ᡣ𐭩 chapter. 1/?

ᡣ𐭩 word count. 700

ᡣ𐭩 a/n. hello readers! welcome to the first chapter of touchdown!! i hope you’re all having a great week so far! fake dating has forever been one of my favourite tropes ugh the angst opportunities make me feral. this will be a sort of slow chapter as we introduce everything, but i hope you enjoy it!!

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|| 3:24AM Ryomen Sukuna wants to send you a message

You flinch as your phone buzzes beside you, interrupting your disassociated reading of ‘the fundamentals of journalism’. You opted to ignore the buzz, focusing back in on the page you’d been trying to read for the past fifteen minutes. Your eyes would finally reach the bottom of the page, only to flit back up to the top because you simply couldn’t grasp what you’d been doing wrong. Your research had come to a halt, the football team flat out refusing to be interviewed by you. You knew how you were, how invasive your questions could be, but these were boys who bragged about their conquests to anyone who would listen, embarrassment should not be in their vocabulary.

Another buzz sounded. Then another. And another. You sighed, dog-earring the page and picking your phone up. A request for an instagram dm, and four texts from satoru.

|| Toru🤍: y/n, baby. please kindly look at your instagram dms.

|| Toru🤍: i know you’re not sleeping, check them right now.

|| Toru🤍: sukuna’s trying to dm you can you just answer him pls??

|| Toru🤍: he’s punching me PLEASE read the dm before he damages the money maker too much

You groaned. Ryomen Sukuna. Quite possibly the biggest slut on campus. You’d heard all the stories from Satoru about how Sukuna was making it his mission to fuck every sorority girl from your university. Eugh. You were so thankful that you chose to opt out of the sorority life. But, you loved Satoru, and he loved his face being intact, so over to instagram it was.

|| Ryomen Sukuna: Need a favour, princess.

You’d known Satoru since birth, practically being forced into an arranged friendship by your parents and you kinda happened to like his company. You met the rest of the football team when he inevitably joined a frat. Consisting of only the football team. You were friendly with most of them, probably Suguru most of all. The only one who never really warmed to you was Sukuna. You knew him well enough to know he accepted the extra meal preps you left for the rest of the boys whenever you cooked for Satoru, and that his room directly faced Satoru’s. But that was it.

|| Ryomen Sukuna: I’ll make it worth your while.

You groaned again, eyes rolling into the back of your head. This was the same man who grunted when you greeted him with a smile whenever you were at the frat house. The guy who told Satoru that he can’t always use his plus one invite to the parties on you, mostly because you never turn up.

|| You: you’re coming to me for a favour? you must be really outta options, dude.

It was a strange feeling. Being needed. You knew Satoru needed you. You were the only one who kept him sane when he’s balancing football and physics. But this was a different kind of need. This was practically a stranger needing your help. Huh.

|| Ryomen Sukuna: Fuck you. I need a girlfriend. You wanna do it?

Confused didn’t even begin to cover what you were feeling right now. A girlfriend? Sukuna? Nope. Never gonna happen. And you of all people? Definitely not. You had a feeling Satoru didn’t know, because if he did, Sukuna’s phone would be broken and maybe his nose too.

|| You: the fuck? no, go ask one of your sorority fuck buddies if you’re that desperate. i’m sure their frothing at the mouth for the opportunity.

You went to put your phone down, choosing to ignore the pink-haired quarterback, but he was already typing. Like he was waiting for an answer.

|| Ryomen Sukuna: Real cute, princess. Obviously I don’t want a fuckin real one. Need a fake girlfriend so I can focus on football without thinking about pussy.

Confused again. The Ryomen Sukuna, self-proclaimed football god, needed help to be able to actually play? The situation was laughable actually. You furrowed your brows, the thought crossing your mind for just a second.

|| You: Pass.

You let out a sigh of relief when ten minutes passed and you were still left on read, choosing to turn your phone over, pressing your face into the pillow, and getting your final three hours of sleep you so desperately craved.

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[dmitriene]

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ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴɪɴɢ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ.

❝ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 ❞ 𝘳𝘦2 𝘭𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘹 𝘨𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳.

❝ 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 ❞ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

❝ 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘴 ❞ 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭, 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴.

❝ 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 ❞ 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬!

 ✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3. ˑ༄

The dimly lit bar was buzzing with conversations and clinking glasses as you and your colleagues from the Raccoon City Police Department gathered for your usual weekend relaxation.

Among them was Leon Kennedy, a fresh faced rookie recently assigned to your department, who stood out not only for his boyish charm, but also for his charming shyness.

Leon, despite his inexperience, was never afraid to offer you your morning coffee or join the team for a drink after a long week, and it was during these outings that you noticed something peculiar.

His usually confident demeanor was lost when he was around you — he'd blush, a soft pink tinting his cheeks, and sometimes dart off suddenly, leaving you bewildered.

As the shots flowed freely throughout that night, Leon's cheeks grew redder by the minute and you couldn't help but notice how he kept sneaking glances in your direction only to look away when your eyes met his.

It tugged at your heart, a nagging worry that perhaps you had been too harsh on him.

Then it happened.

After a few shots, his head gently found its place on your shoulder, you looked at his tousled top of blond hair and gently ran your fingers through it, and apologizing to your colleagues, you announced that you would take Leon home before heading off yourself.

Outside in the cool night air, you led Leon towards the parking lot, the worry in his behavior weighing on you and you decided to solve this problem as quickly as possible, verbally — «Leon, is everything okay?» you asked, your voice filled with worry.

He hesitated for a moment, muttering something under his breath, barely audible, and you frowned, but then he suddenly raised his head and, with a sharp breath, blurted out — «I… I like you» he bit his lip and turned away, anticipation of refusal visible in his eyes.

You couldn't help but smile warmly upon hearing his confession — «Leon» you said quietly, causing him to tense up even more, as if preparing to bolt from the car.

But instead, you leaned closer, gently cupped his face in your hands, and kissed him softly on the cheek — «I like you too» you whispered, causing his blue eyes to widen in surprise before a warm blush spread across his cheeks.

— «Let's take you home, shall we?»

A small smile of relief tugged at the corners of Leon's lips as he nodded, his cheeks still flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and happiness.

You started the car and as you drove through the quiet streets, his head rested on your shoulder, a quiet but comforting acknowledgment of the connection that had just deepened between you.

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[shokosbunny]

random tweets pt. 1 𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧₊˚

characters: fem. reader, y. itadori, n. kugisaki, m. fushiguro

cw: crack, one or two graphic kys jokes cuz they're teenagers

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a/n:

just something light to get me started lmfao. hope you all enjoy 🤍

reblogs are appreciated :3

- abi

[rexxdjarin]

A Twisted Fantasy

Commander Wolffe x F!Reader One Shot

Summary: Wolffe is a little (a lot) pent up and he knows only one way to truly unwind until he can get home to you. Word Count: 2k Chapter Warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 18+ RATING, dom!Wolffe (is there any other kind lol?), p in v sex, light bdsm themes and spanking, male masturbation reference Notes: I was inspired by our boy finally posting tf up in the trailer🤍 crossposted on ao3

My head is fucking pounding.

Wolffe thought.

Probably atmospheric changes bothering my eye again. 

As their transport hurtled through hyperspace back home to the Triple Zero, he was truly just thankful to be on solid ground and in breathable air. On extended tours like this, Wolffe was always on edge and testy. He missed the comforts of his barracks back home. He missed nights off at 79s with his brothers. Most of all, he missed her.

It had been so long he could barely detect the scent of her on the panties he kept from his last time with her. So many long rotations of burying his nose in them hoping they’d help him get off. Though, it was less and less satisfying the more he messed with them. With his mission completed and his squad probably recharging in the mess, he probably had time to ease his tension the best way he knew how.

Wolffe switched off the nav he was only casually following their course on and stood up. He glanced around the room only finding it filled with the men who should be on duty tonight. With a curt nod, he turned on his boot heel and left the room. 

Tension pricked up his spine as the anticipation built up for his favorite night time activity. Well second-favorite. He reasoned with himself. As he marched down the hall toward his quarters, he scowled the way he always did when he needed to signal to his men to leave him be. The few he did see as he passed by clearly got the message, as they did nothing more than salute formally and go about their business.

Good. He could only wait so long to take the edge off. 

His fists clenched so hard that his knuckles cracked beneath his gloves as the thought of her seeped deeper into his mind. How she blinks up at him like a tempting little vulptex when she wants him. The soft petal colored lips he can kiss whenever he wants to quiet her bold mouth. The wafting floral scent that drenches him in her for rotations afterwards. He fucking needed her.

He shook himself from his daydreaming as he approached his quarters. Urgently he entered his chaincode and stepped inside, sealing it shut behind him. He let his shoulders sag and tipped his head back, sighing dramatically at the relief flooding him already. In a flash, he set his helmet on his equipment crate and shucked the rest of his armor onto the floor beside it, stripping himself down to his black bodyglove. 

His muscles screamed with overuse and the ache behind his eyes became even more noticeable without the excess weight of his helmet on his head. He eased himself down into bed and slumped into his pillow. The rest was soothing, even on the shitty excuse for a mattress they were all given. In a few moments, he was finally comfortable again.

Although, as the post-mission tension he had been feeling subsided, the overwhelming urge of sexual frustration rose to take its place. His body had already decided this was impossible to ignore, his cock hardening between his legs with every second that passed. The dull ache gave way to the familiar loaded throb that he’d come to welcome in his adulthood. It grounded him and gave him something to look forward to when he returned from a mission.

He sighed with satisfaction as he peeled down the waistband of his bottoms and let his now uncomfortably stiff cock fly up. He let out a huff, wrapping his hand around the base and giving it the gentlest tug to get himself started. The mission, the stress, the pain all melted away as he began a slow rhythm he liked. 

His mind wandered and thoughts of her poured in, like they always did. One dirty little thought in particular began forming. He couldn’t remember if he had dreamed this once before or if it really happened, but it excited him either way…

Her body splayed out on his dark gray sheets, the fabric pooling around her waist and hiding just enough of her breasts to keep things entertaining. He always loved how she looked from behind for obvious reasons, but from this vantage point above her he felt powerful. She looked so unsuspecting and helpless, like prey just waiting to be pounced on.

His cock twitched and bounced with excitement from above her, knowing mere moments from now he’d get to fill her up with it. She looked back at him almost in desperation, her eyes begging him more than her words ever could. 

Wolffe chuckled sadistically, slowly easing himself down to press his chest to her back. She keened for him, her back arching to brush skin to skin the way she craved. She turned her face hoping he would give her the mercy of a few fervent kisses, but not tonight. He couldn’t. His cock was throbbing so hard it hurt. 

He leaned closer, pressing featherlight kisses up her shoulder blade to the side of her neck. Grunting and swearing as he let his hips grind against her ass. She felt so good against him, her skin so soft and warm receiving him as he brushed himself against her lewdly. Teasing himself was torturous, but he enjoyed a little of that now and again. Certainly drove her crazy though. 

Each roll of his hips brushed hers deeper into the mattress beneath her and massaged her clit perfectly. The sound of her gasping and whimpering for more only made him want to go faster. Her hands reached back to grip into his curls and the tugging at his scalp made heat course down Wolffe’s spine like nothing else. 

Fuck. He swore, countering with a love bite in the crook of her neck that everyone would see in the morning. She moaned and pulled tighter making his skin erupt in goosebumps at both the sensation and the sound of her pleasure. She trembled beneath his weight, probably already close to cumming from the friction alone. She was like that when he was gone for a long time, anything he did made her insatiable and it made the sex unreal.

He suckled deep hickies into the thin skin around her jaw and teased her mercilessly as she moaned pitifully for him. He didn’t care. He was impatient and in control and he needed her wet, so she could take all of him easily. He rutted his hips between her cheeks over and over again, holding his hands around her ribcage to hold her steady beneath him.

Wolffe kissed up to her ear, his hands slotting into the dip of her waist to hold her as he slowed his grinding. “Are you ready to take me, darling?” he muttered softly, grazing the shell of her ear with his teeth. “I won’t be gentle, but I can’t wait anymore.”

She mewled pathetically, “I’m ready. I need you. Please, Wolffe.” The sound of his name in her little desperate moan made him snap. With a kiss to her shoulder, he lifted himself back over her and spread her thighs apart. Sticky warmth coated her inner thighs and he groaned as he slid his length through it with ease.

His eyes fluttered as he prodded at her entrance, the head slipping through and splitting her open as he followed through. Wolffe hissed, her heat searing pleasure through him instantly. He snapped a few shallow thrusts to part her walls around him and she cried out moans that would keep Wolffe stimulated for years. 

As her walls enveloped him, he started his grueling rhythm, his hips plowing into her as deep and as hard as he could. He growled in satisfaction, the burning heat swelling in his lower belly sending him into a frenzy. “You take me so fucking good.” He capped his compliment with a swift smack to her ass. 

She swallowed her cries, curling her fingers into his sheets and nodding vigorously. “Always, Sir. Always.” She raised her hips, giving him a better angle, which he took immediate advantage of. He wrapped both his large hands around the small of her waist for better leverage and shoved himself deeper inside her. 

“Awwh, that’s a good girl.” He gritted his teeth, her grip on him tightening markedly at his claim. “So fucking tight I can barely move. You missed me, haven’t you? Need me to come home and open you up just like this.” He laughed, letting his strokes shorten as he rocked into her a little harder. 

“Mhm. It’s not the…same…without you, Sir.” she muttered, turning to scream into the mattress as he sped up. Wolffe shifted to curl his hands into the nape of her neck and turned her head away from the muffling covers of his barracks bed. 

“Ah ah, let them all hear you say that, darling.” He curled his hand into her hair and twisted it around his wrist, pulling just enough to feel good. “Give me a little something to be proud of.” he huffed, the exertion admittedly starting to get to him too. His skin was boiling hot, a sheen of sweat coating his entire body as he slipped against hers. Her ass bounced against him, slapping against his thighs as he pounded her into the mattress beneath them.

“Fuck me, Wolffe.” she begged, her hands frantically searching for grip as he hit a spot inside her that made her scramble. “Right there, again. Harder…I can take it, Commander.” she baited him, rolling her hips back into him.

Wolffe dropped down to rest on his forearms and let himself press his body into hers. She writhed beneath him as his cock speared into her at a lower angle. Her walls fluttered around him and Wolffe knew from experience she wouldn’t last much longer. He groaned lowly as his own orgasm began creeping up on him too.

He bit down on her shoulder and let his hips drive as fast and deep as he could manage. “Know just how you like it, filthy girl. Fast and rough. Let me do whatever I want to you…” he grunted between exerted exhales as he kept up his pace. Her moans got breathier and she nodded in agreement. “Let me ruin this little cunt for anyone else but me.”

She cried out a pitiful “Yes.” Wolffe felt her muscles beginning to tense and her walls collapsing around him. His throbbing cock was suffocating inside her and he shuddered as pleasure began its slow trickle down the length of his own body. He could no longer control the snapping of his hips, the air in his lungs or the strength of his bruising grip on her perfect body. 

His ears filled with the delightful repetitive “Yes, yes….yes, Wolffe…fuck, yes.” Her soft curves and sweat-slick skin pressed against his, her walls trapping his cock in her warmth, her face frozen in permanent ecstasy as the high crashed into her. He pressed his forehead into her shoulder and pulled her hips into his as he locked in, shuddering from head to toe as the crest of his own orgasm dragged him under.

His groans died in his throat as he emptied each spurt of pleasure inside her. He lost count of how many times he shot molten hot ribbons into her heat. He panted, the overwhelming pleasure leaving him so delightfully and completely spent. He collapsed on top of her, rolling them both over to cuddle her close while he regained his ability to breathe.

Wolffe let his large palm rest on the soft plush of her lower belly, just over where he’d filled her completely full of him. She was already asleep, far too tired to stay conscious after something as intense as they usually were together. He’d hold her close and keep her safe, even if she wasn’t awake to experience it, for as long as she needed him…

He blinked away the haze of orgasm and came to with a mess on his hands. With the headache and all the tension completely gone, the pull of sleep was inevitable, finally. He cleaned himself off and laid back into bed, knowing that by the time he woke up in 0600 hours he could make that fantasy a reality all over again.

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notes: hi I love him your honor I will probably add taglist and upload to ao3 later but I just wanted to get this posted bc im excited about it.

[thejewitches]

Shana Tovah U’Metuka! 🪞

A gut gebensht yor! 🤍

Anyada buena, dulce i alegre! ✨

Soli nav mo(bo)rak boshad! 🕯️

May you have a year of wonder, magic, and justice; fill yourself with the syrup of ecstasy, leisure in the bounty of Oneness; endless.

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What will your celebrations look like?

What is your menu for tonight?

[christinarowie332]

WELCUM -🍼

(about me , masterlist , tag list / recs )

Hi !!!

i’ve been on this app for like a month and apparently y’all like me or whatever so lemme “introduce” myself lmao

hi , im “milkie” , but i don’t mind mill/mills. im 18 and an art student !!!, im a leo ! , i’m uk based !! white , welsh , italian 🤌🏼 i’m bi(?) , @mangosrar forced me to download this app so go show some love to bbg . i have an unhealthy obsession with the sturniolo triplets ,redbull (white one >>>) , cherry’s and music . along with other shit but i’m not gonna bore you …

when i say i like music , i mean i like music

mac miller ,dom fike , miguel , jev., noah davis ,travis scott , yebba , slum village ,brent fiyaz , sza, cleo sol , steve lacy , bryson tiller , kanye, frank ocean , tyler the creator , drake, ne-yo , mario, nav , nardo, any italian music lmao ,playboy carti ,lana del ray, yeat , gunna , j-cole , kid-kudi , the weeknd, skies , rae stremmurd , tory lanez , deftones ,sade ,the internet , jhené aiko , swea lee , doja, maddison beer , pierce the veil, ysb trill , the carpenters , party next door , akon, chase atlantic , fly leaf……..

THE LIST FUCKING GOES ON !!!!!

(musics vv important to me)

i’m on this app to talk nonsense because i never shut up ! i’m also using it to talk to people so never ever be scared to text me !!!

mostly tho i write!!!

i will write allmost anything i’m comfy with ,

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[leviscolwill]

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𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

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𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ♡

not a series, but listed in most probable chronological order of alastor and reader's relationship. general alastorxreader fics!

• leaving alastor "gifts"

• walking in on alastor taking a nap

• oblivious!reader x alastor

• alastor courting headcanons

• "you should smile more"

• angel dust teasing reader for having a crush on alastor

• alastor taking care of sick reader

• alastor with a ticklish reader

• touching alastor's antlers ☾

• casual compliments ☾

• braiding alastor's hair

• sweetest memories

• giving alastor a silly nickname ☾

• patching each other up ☾

• alastor wearing a sweater you made him

• making him go to the bathroom with you after watching a scary movie

𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒖𝒔 ♡

forevermore (series: read warnings!)

masterlist

alastor x cat demon!reader

headcanons | feline troubles | lovesick ☾

(PLATONIC ONLY) dad!alastor x reader

headcanons

alastor x blind!reader

demon of all demons

𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 + 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔! (𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓) ♡

• orange peel theory

• selling each other your souls

• alastor with a clumsy friend

househusband! alastor

one | two | three | four | five

• alastor wanting your soul | part 2

• alastor teaching you how to dance

𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒔 ♡

• love languages (ft. alastor, angel, lucifer & husk)

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[amiableness]

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[dmitriene]

(would jump immediately, no thoughts head empty)

THANK YOU!! 🤍 SO GLAD YOU LOVED THIS (because i didn’t expect much attention to this fic)

BUT YOUR IDEA ABOUT PART 2?? UGHHH, BLESS YOUR HEAD, I DIDN'T EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT IT!!

if i'll write it i'm definitely going to tag you as the one who inspired me BBY!! 🫶🏻

ᴜɴᴄʜᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀꜱ.

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝: 𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍𝚢 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜: 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗, 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛. 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎: 𝚑𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎! 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 @daydreamrot, 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚒 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔!

ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ)

The pirate infested world was marked by sharp contrasts and constant danger.

The long seas stretched on endlessly, their vast expanses offering both freedom and danger, the horizon seemingly disappearing into infinity as azure waters met the boundless sky, a canvas of ever changing blues and grays that held the secrets of uncharted territories.

Among these vast seas stood the tall ships like formidable giants, their wooden hulls proudly rising above the waves, they were majestic ships, their sails fluttered in the wind like great white wings, each ship bore the stamp of adventure, their decks were full of the unbridled energy of the crew, driven by promises treasures and conquests.

Flags, bright and tattered, fluttered defiantly in the wind, these symbols of piracy were decorated with menacing skulls and crossbones, which was a declaration of rebellion against the established order, they clicked and crackled in the wind, reminding that the world of pirates is a kingdom of lawlessness, where chaos reigns and freedom.

The sound of shoes on the wooden surface echoed throughout the ship in a rhythmic echo reflecting the heartbeat of the crew, the worn and weathered planks underfoot bore the marks of countless journeys, their groans and creaks told stories of the ship's battles and victories, the worn wood was a testament to the resilience of the ship and its crew, the enduring strength, who dared to challenge the unpredictable sea.

Amidst this symphony of sounds, the unmistakable clash of swords rang through the air, it was the sound of steel meeting steel, the furious dance of battle that was as much a part of pirate life as looted treasure, brave pirates with cutlass and daggers fought fierce duels on the slippery decks, their movements reflected skill and ferocity.

Spatters of scarlet blood stained the eerie tapestry against the wooden deck, it was a stark reminder of the cruelty that accompanied the pirate lifestyle, a life in which violence and death were constant companions, the crimson stains contrasted sharply with the pristine white sails overhead, testifying to the ruthless nature of those who sought happiness on the high seas.

Theft was rampant and became an integral part of pirate culture, with crew members being thieving adventurers who carried out raids and plunders at will.

Treasures stolen from other ships were hidden below deck — a glittering collection of ill gotten gains that spoke of the pirates's insatiable greed, for whom wealth was a means to an end, a way to ensure their freedom and independence in a world that sought to crush them.

Countless battles broke out on the decks of pirate ships, clashes of wills and egos as unpredictable as the stormy sea itself, the crew a motley group of misfits and criminals, each with their own goals and passions.

Betrayals and alliances were forged in the heat of battle, and trust was a rare and fragile commodity in this unforgiving world.

And you unwittingly plunged into this world, a world where danger and adventure intertwined like the threads of fate, your decision to leave behind the life you knew threw you into the very heart of this turbulent world, where survival depended on your wits, courage and alliances that you may have created.

The air thickened with tension as you stood in the dimly lit hallway of your father's grand estate.

The mansion itself was a vast, luxurious structure with high ceilings, decorated with intricate chandeliers that gave off a soft golden glow, it was a place of privilege and tradition, a reflection of the life that had been carefully planned for you.

But today everything was different.

Tonight was supposed to be your wedding night, an alliance orchestrated by your father to secure a strategic alliance with another powerful family, the heavy white wedding gown with layers of satin and lace hung heavily on your shoulders, a symbol of the life that was being forced upon you.

The grand ballroom below was ablaze with light and music, a lavish celebration in full swing, the sweet sounds of a string quartet wafting from where you stood, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing in your heart.

You've never felt more trapped, more suffocated by the expectations placed on you.

Your decision to run was desperate, born out of a desire for freedom and independence in your own life, you slipped away into the night, determined to escape the marriage that loomed like a ghost in your future.

As you made your way through the labyrinthine hallways, your footsteps were barely audible on the plush carpets, the flickering candles lining the walls cast elongated shadows that danced with your every move, creating a sense of eerie urgency.

The darkness of the night outside beckoned you like a siren's call and you couldn't help but cast a wistful glance at one of the ornate windows, the moonlight poured into the hallway, painting the world beyond in shades of silver and gray, it was a world of mystery and uncertainty, a drastic departure from the privileged life you left behind.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you tiptoed towards the window, your breath catching with every step, the night air carrying notes of salt and adventure, whispering the promise of a life free from the constraints of society.

The decision to leave was not taken lightly, it was an act of defiance, a declaration that you would not be bound by the chains of tradition and expectations that were demanded of you, but it was also a leap into the unknown, a step into a world where survival would depend on your intelligence and courage.

Outside, the moon hung low in the sky, its silvery glow filling the landscape with an unearthly glow, tall trees swayed softly in the wind, their branches rustling like a secret shared between trusted individuals, the night held its own certain secrets, and you were about to be a part of them.

Taking one last wistful look at the world you left behind, you threw open the window and slipped out into the night, your shadow tiptoeing as you moved stealthily through the darkness, a lonely figure escaping the trappings of a life that was never truly yours.

The journey ahead was uncertain, but it was a journey of your own choosing, a journey into the unknown where your destiny would be determined by your own choices and where the night promised adventure and freedom.

A silvery glow was cast like a magical haze onto the vast expanses of the sea.

Tall ships rocked on the gentle waves, their flags fluttered in the cool wind, the air was filled with the unique aroma of salt and adventure, this was the world of pirates, and you willingly threw yourself into its depths, leaving behind your sheltered life and the prospect of an unwanted wedding.

Your journey had led you to this moment — a secret landing aboard a pirate ship, you slipped through the shadows of the night, your heart racing with a mixture of fear and excitement.

As you stepped onto the wooden deck, the creaking of the boards under your feet echoed in your ears, a stark reminder of the dangerous path you had chosen.

The crew of the pirate ship was a motley crew, rough and uncouth, the sound of clashing swords filled the air and the deck was splattered with scarlet blood, theft and countless fights were common, but you were prepared for it.

What you weren't prepared for was the merciless ridicule and rudeness that followed your arrival.

The pirates, a loud group with a penchant for mischief, wasted no time in making their presence known, they pushed and prodded you, their laughter reminiscent of a chorus of hyenas, your snow white dress, a stark contrast to the threadbare attire of the rest of the group, became the object of their ridicule.

They tore off your sleeves and hem with reckless abandon, making you feel vulnerable and unprotected.

Tears welled in your eyes as you looked around in confusion, desperately seeking refuge from this onslaught of humiliation, but the captain finally intervened.

Leon Kennedy.

He stepped out of the shadows, wearing black tight pants and a loose, flowing white pirate shirt unbuttoned at the base of his collarbones, his hair combed to one side and a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes.

You begged him for help, your voice trembled with despair, making his gaze turn in your direction, and his glance at you was skeptical, he raised an eyebrow, as if assessing the situation — «And what could you offer in exchange for my help?» he asked, his voice dripping with playful arrogance.

You swallowed hard, your resolve strengthening — «Anything» you answered, your voice unshakable — «I'll do anything you ask»

A smirk tugged at the corners of Leon's lips as he casually leaned against the foremast — «Anything, you say? Well, then, my dear, how about we put that bravery of yours to the test?»

Your heart raced as you waited for his command.

Leon's eyes sparkled mischievously as he delivered his verdict — «I'll help you, but first, you must prove your mettle, take a walk along the board and jump into the water, show us just how brave you really are»

The crew erupted into loud applause and laughter, the prospect of entertainment lifting their spirits as you glanced nervously at the narrow wooden plank protruding over the side of the ship.

It was a dangerous walk, especially in the dim moonlight, but you were determined to prove yourself.

Taking a deep breath, you picked up the torn hem of your dress and stepped onto the wobbly board, laughter and teasing comments following you as you carefully walked along the edge, your heart pounding in your chest, the wind whipping through your hair and traces of mascara stuck to your cheeks from earlier tears.

You reached the edge of the board, your heart caught in your throat, it was a heartbreaking moment as you looked at the dark water below.

With the crew's jeers and applause echoing in your ears, you realized that in that moment you had no choice but bring this matter to an end.

Gathering up all your courage, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, then with a determined look on your face, you pushed off the board and dove into the cold water below, the cold sending a shiver down your spine as you struggled to float to the surface.

Leon cursed under his breath as he watched you disappear under the water, and without hesitation he made his way through the crowd, determined to bring you back, and moments later his strong arms wrapped around your trembling body and pulled you back onto the deck.

The crew fell silent, their raucous laughter replaced by a feeling of trepidation and worry, you coughed and hissed, your chest heaving as you gasped, Leon's gaze boring into you, a mixture of irritation and something deeper flashing in his eyes.

— «Are you out of your mind?» he growled, his voice low and hoarse with concern — «You could have drowned»

You managed a weak smile, your teeth chattering from the cold — «But i didn't, i did it, just like you asked»

Leon's stern expression softened and he shook his head in disbelief «You're certainly braver than most» he admitted — «I suppose i should have expected nothing less from someone who would defy convention to join a crew of pirates»

As the crew gradually dispersed, leaving the two of you alone on the moonlit deck, Leon extended his hand to help you to your feet, and you accepted it gratefully, grateful for his unexpected rescue and the tension between you began to dissipate, replaced by a newfound understanding.

The night air was cool, but in the warmth of Leon's gaze you felt comfort and connection, it was the beginning of an adventure you never expected, a journey into uncharted waters where danger and excitement lurked at every turn, but as you stood there, wet and shivering, you couldn't help but feel like you were exactly where you were supposed to be.

Leon Kennedy, the mysterious pirate captain, unexpectedly became part of your story, and as the ship sailed forward into the vast expanses of the sea, you couldn't help but wonder what other surprises this daring adventure would bring and how your relationship with the charming captain would further develop amidst trials and tribulations. the hardships of a pirate's life.

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░ ◦₊˚❀ monarch .

keeping up with the spring / summer aesthetic we've had this month , monarch is a regal multi - purpose theme with a lot of options for customization to make it ur own ! she's whimsical n airy , and exudes total fairy vibes . i'm so excited for u guys to get ur hands on the code and start playing with it on ur own ! as always , if u encounter any issue within the code , pls let me know and i will troubleshoot asap !

if u intend on using this theme or just want to be a supportive hottie , please give this post a like and a reblog ! stay hydrated and be sure to pet a cute animal today ! mwuah ! 🤍 🤍 🤍

░ ░ ◦₊˚❀ theme features :

optional background gradient

optional gradient overlay toggles on sidebar & nav imgs

toggle for grayscale images

toggle for accessible font sizing

toggle for 400px posts

one extra link for u to use however u see fit

navigation tab w/ 6 custom links

animated extra section for description / about info

for a more detailed compilation of credits and features , please see the google doc containing the code

░ ◦₊˚❀ this theme is a patreon exclusive : want access ? consider signing up to join the fam - a - lam to get ur hands on this page as well as my entire coding catalogue . click here to learn more !

source link directs to a live preview of monarch .