#promise!

[ftl-faster-than-life]

Flashfam Fan Level 1: Oh man, what a great little found family! They’re so fun.

Flashfam Fan Level Whatever The Fuck I’m On: oh my god it’s about love that destroys you and remakes you. it’s about connection you can’t deny because it’s humming between your atoms. it’s about love that transcends time and breaks space.

[lilacbestpurple]

“You should let kids/teenagers know that sexual attraction may happen later” and “You should let kids/teenagers know that lack of sexual attraction isn’t inherently unhealthy, abnormal or uncommon” co-exist, btw.

[osamusriceballs]

The Accident - Part XV

Atsumu x fem reader

Warnings: Alcohol

Words: ~ 1,8 k

About: Y/n and that mysterious woman finally meet!

Part I II -> Next Part

"You?"

She looks at you, clearly stunned to see you- and you feel the same way about her for sure. You actually mentally already saw yourself in your bed after this exhausting trip- and yet here you are. Facing her in the middle of the night once again. Her gaze flickers from you to Atsumu, quickly taking in his state.

You can imagine how you look like.

Your hair looks a bit messy, and you probably look like you fell straight out of your bed. And Atsumu next to you is a mess. Without a doubt. His shirt is half-opened, his broad chest almost fully on display, and you have been doing your best not to stare at his body while you're supporting his weight. His head is hanging low with his cheeks tinted pink and his eyes glassy, and the noises that occasionally escape his lips are a mixture of nonsense blabbering and snores. You definitely look like a strange combination - one might even get the idea that you got him drunk.

The woman is frozen for a few moments, simply taking in the sight of you and him, too stunned to say something. You can't blame her for that reaction, you would have been stunned too to see such a strange couple. You start to sweat slowly, Atsumu's weight considerably resting on you, now that you both have stopped moving. You have no idea what you should do, though. Just who the heck is she? And what is she doing at his apartment again?

After a few moments pass, she finally seems to make up her mind. She moves, coming closer without any warning until she's right in front of you - only to pass by briskly without giving you any attention. Now you're stunned, not missing the look of disgust and hatred on her face or the way her eyelid seems to twitch in rage when she walks past you, and you stand there with Atsumu next to you, who hasn't even looked up ever since you both came to stop.

You turn your head, watching her back as she strides towards the elevator and then presses a button, impatiently waiting for the doors to open.

You know that you only have this chance to talk to her, only these few moments- and you suddenly feel brave enough to do something.

"You know that I'm married to him, don't you?" You finally say. Judging by her reaction, this bold statement definitely took her by surprise. She turns her head and looks at you with a blank expression, but you can see how her nails dig into her palm. She doesn't reply; she simply stands there without breaking your gaze. You slightly lift your chin and hope that you exude confidence while you stand there with a snoring Atsumu leaning against you.

"If I ever catch you here again, I'll call the police. They will surely be happy to escort you out of my husband's apartment." She narrows her eyes at your words and turns her head when the elevator doors open, getting inside without even bothering to say something or acknowledging you.

You exhale deeply, feeling like you've just run a marathon. You still don't fully understand what's going on, but you at least feel somewhat better, now that you could get your anger off your chest. You don't know her, but you somehow find yourself disliking her. But you should maybe direct those feelings towards Atsumu, depending on what he'll tell you as soon as he sobers up. Even though you're not sure if you can trust him yet. You mentally curse when you realize that you still know nothing about this woman, other than that she apparently likes to hang out in front of his apartment. Why couldn't Osamu just tell you everything? You could maybe try to call him, but he seemed exhausted back there at Onigiri Miya's. He's probably asleep already and you feel somewhat sorry for him.

A groan next to you makes you look at Atsumu, who uncomfortably hangs around your body, and you're quick to push him towards his apartment. "We're almost there, please, just a bit more, Atsumu." You beg, and you don't know if he's able to hear you, or even understand you, but he is somehow actually trying to help you, and you finally make it into his apartment. It's probably the adrenaline in your body that makes you heave him onto his bed, and you simply fall on your knees when you finally manage to get his weight off you.

A groan escapes your lips, and you sit there with closed eyes for a few seconds.

That woman.

She's trouble. That much you're certain of when you think about her reactions. You're convinced that she has no positive connection to him. She might be his ex. A pang of jealousy rushes through you when you think about the beautiful brunette right next to Atsumu. The media would love them together.

And yet, here you are. Still married to him for another eleven months. Even carrying his last name, even though you don't even know what he's done with her after he kissed you in that one night. He maybe even slept with her back then. So much about Yachi's hypothesis of the volleyball team being too busy to date.

But that is something that Atsumu needs to tell you. You know that you will only be able to forget about him if he personally tells you that he's not interested. Then you might finally manage to erase him out of your life and move on. Maybe even start dating someone. Yachi had often asked if you feel up for blind dates. She told you that she knows a police officer, who's cute and single and who would absolutely be your type. You had laughed back then, but maybe it would help you get your thoughts away from the blonde volleyball player in front of you.

You get on your feet, looking at Atsumu and contemplate what you should do with him. You slowly look up and down his body, his face looking so soft while he's snoring, his hair hanging around his face, messy for sure, but it probably feels soft to the touch. His chest is still bare, his shirt almost fully opened, but you don't think it'll be too uncomfortable for him to sleep in it. Your gaze lingers on his belt. That will definitely be uncomfortable though.

You internally fight with yourself, a part of you feeling like a pervert when you reach out to the belt and try to quickly undo the clasp. It takes you a few attempts to open it, but you quickly pull it off him as smoothly as you can. You're just glad that he did not wake up during that procedure. You also open the button of his jeans but don't touch the zipper at all. His shoes are quick to land on the ground too, and then you take the blanket and throw it over him, securing it over his body and then making an attempt to go back. You freeze though when he starts moving, a groan escaping his lips along with something that sounds like your name. His eyes open, and you both stare at each other, though you're not entirely sure that he can see you - yet you're still flustered at his gaze.

You're both in his bed after all.

"Y/N - stay here." He mumbles, clumsily reaching out for you. You freeze when he manages to catch your sleeve and you place your hand over his quickly to pull it away.

"I - I don't think it's a good idea for me to stay here." You answer, your voice coming out softer than you intended it to. He hurt you, yet you still missed him. Missed how he makes you feel, missed his goofy side and the way he makes your heart skip a beat when he gives you that sweet smile. You missed everything about him.

"Y/n - missed ya... s'much." He whines into the pillow, his hand curling into yours, and you feel the wall inside of you crumbling. It's... kind of late after all. It's probably for the best if you don't walk home on your own. But sleeping in the same bed? After everything that has happened? But then: what if he needs you during the night? What if he throws up or something and you're too far away to help him?

You sit there for a few moments and then finally nod while you watch him. "Fine. I'll stay with you. Is it okay if I borrow one of your shirts?"

You don't really expect an answer of him, but he nods and mumbles something and raises his arm to show you a direction, and you simply open the wardrobe that he's pointing to without trying to look too much at the clothes and grab the first thing that comes into your hand. It's a simple black shirt that will probably fit comfortably on you. You look at Atsumu, who is now mumbling nonsense, and turn your back to him while you change into the shirt. You decide to leave on your sweatpants; it would feel weird to sleep next to him half-naked. You hesitate before you go into the bed, thinking about getting some water for him, but then you're quick to spot a bottle on the nightstand and then shrug your shoulders. That will be enough.

You're tired.

The adrenaline is slowly wearing off, and you're in no state to go home right now, that's for sure. You yawn and simply let yourself fall into his luxurious bed, and take a mental note to have a closer look at his bedroom in the morning when you wake up. You yawn quite loudly once again before you reach for the light switch and turn the lights off. It's comfortably dark now, and you reach for the other blanket and wrap it around you. You try to quietly shift into a more comfortable position, in order to not disturb Atsumu, but then you feel him shifting again and moving closer until your bodies are touching under your blanket. He smells like a mixture of beer and a smell that you only associate with him. Something manly and comforting; it's hard to tell.

After a few more moments, you hear him breathe deeply and evenly, a pleasant noise while he wraps his arms around you, pressing his hot body against yours. His chest is heaving against your back with every breath he takes, and you feel a tingle run down your spine when he nestles his face in your neck. You don't have it in you to fight this, and you definitely like how safe you feel in his arms. So you simply adjust your legs until you lay there comfortably and listen to the sound of him breathing.

And while Atsumu holds you maybe a bit too tightly in his arms, you feel warm for the first time in a few weeks and finally succumb to sleep.

[kyriathanatos]

Hey, do you guys wanna see a Completely Normal version of Bad Apple that I made? :)

[zarvasace]

Recently got super obsessed with your white walls fic, and was wondering: what happens when one of them gets sick? I mean like more serious levels of sickness.

Like, i imagine that they would get taken out for experiments to see how the sickness affects their abilities (imagine legend just unable to control his broadcasing of feaver dreams for example, i can think of so many other stuff for the other boys too), what if they're too drained/unable to withstand the experiments 0.0?

Would the boys be able to take care of them? Would they even have any medicines or anything in the main living area? 👀

I don't imagine that illness is overly common, but I liked that idea very much. I didn't go with Legend, but I did write a thing combined with the following snippet from an anon ask:

#24: Kaleidoscope

3.5k, Sky-focused, 2.5/5 intensity. A bit of illness and intense descriptions of his visions >:)

[csarracenian]

A new art poll is opened! And its a sequel! Because everybody likes a sequel right.

Same rules as last time; We decide what kind of outfit to have Moumou dresses up in.

The poll options are mostly the same, except now the sukeban is replaced with another, popular women's genre in the 80s-90s Japan.

[pyritefes2]

Wip Wednesday

Tagged by @salsedinepicta and @pinkfadespirit ❤️ Thank you!

Have some Awakening era beloveds. I don’t know if these are wips per se, more like warm ups for something I want to do but I feel it still counts..right? kinda? Kinda. I do want to color them, especially the one of Justice.

Also, after my laptop kicked the bucket and being so very bwave by modding my steam deck in order to play the damn thing, I’ve finally returned to my DA:I replay! So I’ve been drawing a lot of the DA:I companions, here’s the egg as proof.

Tagging: whoever wants to participate!!

[melz-367]

Side charaters>>>>

are fucking awesome

better than the main ones in almost every scenario

(particularly Apollo cabin ones)

(no I'm totally not biased)

[heavenbarnes]

it’s 2025 here so wishing everyone a very happy new year 🫶🏼🥰 i hope this year is kind to you and you get everything you wish for

[topsyturvy-turtely]

Hey, did we ever find out what exactly you bought in the Sherlock Holmes museum? I know I asked this before, but if I remember correctly, you didn’t answer it like I hoped you would. 😆

hmmmm.... nope you didn't ���

[macaroni-and-pebbles]

critter fun fact!

i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh i can be trusted around play-doh

[cursedyuri]

i’ve been thinking about the ellie vid fic all day it lives rent free in my head

now what if i told you i’m currently writing a second part? what then?

[fictionfordays]

Maedhros HC

CW: Mentions of anxiety, but otherwise no real warnings here!

A/N: I started these a while ago, just wanted to throw together some of my personal hc for dear Maitimo<3 as a side note, these are all in Valinor!

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❀ This boy has a sweet tooth. Fruit, sweet cream, cookies, cakes, you name it

❀ He is so nurturing !!! He helped his parents raise all of his brothers and was even the go-to babysitter to watch all of his cousins as well. He loves spending time with kids and seeing their imaginations unfold

❀ The go-to for story time. He loves telling stories and reading books

❀ Tall boy. The first tall boy of all his cousins. If anyone needed help hiding something high up, getting something down, or hanging something on the wall, they called him

❀ He is unrealistically pretty. Dark, curly red hair, pale emerald eyes, a few freckles speckled across his cheeks and nose, well built from all of the combat training and athletic events he participates in (despite the sweets he’s constantly sneaking and all the wine he drinks out of frustration of his family’s bickering)

❀ I like the headcanon that he’s artistic, enjoying making sculptures with his amme and creating beautiful paintings. He probably enjoys painting landscapes of his family’s garden the most, having a collection of paintings he’s done of almost every inch of the garden so far! He struggles the most with moving water, the water fountain being the only thing in the garden he hasn’t captured on canvas yet.

❀ He is very anxious about the possibility of inheriting the throne. He takes it all in stride and he knows he’s prepared and has all of the tools necessary to be successful but… he really does NOT want that responsibility. He would rather have a simple life: painting and gardening, spending time with his s/o, raising a couple of kids…

❀ I feel like he does like debating. Debating and arguing. If he ever needs to practice, he turns to Celegorm and Caranthir. Celegorm is really stubborn and hard to argue with. Caranthir is an excellent haggler and also hard to argue with. To be fair, ALL of his brothers are stubborn and have silver tongues, but these two are the hardest to win over in debates.

❀ Nerdanel gives really good advice, but in like a roundabout sensei kinda way yk? Like, gives advice but it doesn’t sound like advice until days later when it finally clicks. Maitimo appreciates this very much and strives to do the same. Unfortunately, his metaphors and life lessons tend to go right over everyone’s heads so he resorts to speaking plainly or directing their questions to his mother (or Maglor, he usually has pretty words to spare)

❀ He tends to be the organizer of the family. I love the hc of Feanorian Game Night!!! (I believe that was @unipork22 !) He’s the one that puts it together. He picks out the game, makes sure his brothers (ALL OF THEM) and his parents are there, (and little Celebrimbor when he’s old enough). It gets pretty rowdy

❀ Horseback riding is one of his favourite activities. He usually goes alone and uses this time to really relax. He usually packs a snack or two, an empty flask, and a book that he’s been meaning to read. He’ll ride to a top secret spot near the freshwater creek. The sound of the trickling water is so calming, plus the birds overhead. The air is fresh, the sun is warm… He may even fall asleep laying in the grass before he gets the chance to read a chapter of his book!

Tags: @a-contemplation-upon-flowers @wandererindreams @asianbutnotjapanese @nanamis-wifey-reye

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