#so I took my second animal I wanna see on screen

[yes-asil]

Manifesting a Flying Squirrel Suit for next season, please, they'd be so cute.

[dabislilbaby]

Kenma Fluff <3

@haru-x-ren @electricnovaa

It's late when you finally make it home after a long, exhausting day. "Ken?" you called, entering the mostly dark apartment. "In here." He called back from your room. You sighed, glad that he was home, before taking off your shoes and putting your keys on the hook.

The door was cracked open and you could see faint light seeping through as you approached. You found him sitting at his computer with his headset over one ear. Not surprising. He glances at you before putting his attention back on the screen. "Hey." was all he said. You smiled softly. He never did talk very much, but you didn't mind. "Hi." you replied. He moved his hand away from his mouse to grab the bottle of water sitting to his right. As he took a sip, you leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'm gonna take a shower."

"Okay." He set his drink back down and glanced at you one more time as you walked away from him.

~

He saw the bathroom door open out of his peripheral vision and it pulled his attention away from the screen for just a second. He turned his head quickly to catch another glance at you before he looked back at his game. He noticed how your hair was still slightly damp, and you were wearing one of his shirts that just barely covered past your hips. He paused his game and turned to look at you, moving his chair back a few inches. Before you walked past him, he reached his left arm out in your direction. "c'mere." he said.

You looked up from the sound of his voice. "Ken, m' tired." You mumbled, rubbing your eye with the back of your hand. "I know." He kept his arm stretched out to you and just stared, waiting for you to move closer. And after a few seconds you relented. You stepped closer to him and as soon as you were in reach, his hand held onto your waist as he pulled you into his lap. You settled yourself comfortably on his thighs and he moved his chair forward, caging you in between him and his desk. He unpaused his game and you buried your face in his neck, resting your cheek on the hood of his sweater. You felt his chest rise and fall as he took a deep breath, the smell of you shampoo filling his nose. He wasn't very good with words, but he liked when you were close to him like this.

When he'd enter a cutscene, he'd take his hand off the keyboard and rub small circles on your back, or your thigh while he listened to them talk. He wasn't surprised when he looked down to see you asleep on his shoulder, occasionally mumbling something incoherent. He smiled, and then kissed the top of your head.

A/N: I've mentioned recently that I've been in a little bit a a rut when it comes to writing 🙇🏽‍♀️ I haven't been able to find the right amount of motivation or creativity to write anything, and it's really been bugging me bc I have so many unfinished projects in my drafts that I wanna share with you guys😭 but I think this might (very much so a big maybe) have been what I needed to get me back into it. So... hopefully I'll start posting fics again🥲

P.s. I know most of you follow me for MHA content and I'm still 100% posting for the fandom, but I think I'm going to start dipping my toes into other ones as well since I've expanded the list of animes I've seen and fell in love with

🖤🖤🖤

[roronoagem]

Maybe Kid finding himself falling for a fem reader who is like the total opposite of him? Maybe more shy/ laid back and soft spoken. She's taller (5'8") and broader for a girl, so she's never really felt the stereotyped feminine/ sexy and doesn't think anyone's interested in her in that way. She's always been seen as one of the guys, cussing and being interested in their hobbies.

characters: eustass ‘captain’ kid

content warning: fem!reader, shy reader, kid is prob out of character bc i genuinely have seen him for like mere seconds every time he came on screen at this point in the anime (currently on zou lmao) so pls go easy on me.. pretty much fluff & prob nonsense, not proofread.

a/n: this is fr one of my worst pieces, i would ignore it if i were you guys + first time writing for kid, i’m scared, and i’m very intrigued by his character. a friend of mine said he’ll be more present in wano arc? i hope so hm. i’m sorry it took me so long & hope you’ll enjoy it anyway !! <3

now you know that pic of the pink barbie house next to the black dark one?

okay. this is the kind of opposite we’re talking about.

i genuine believe kid would be more of the aggressive type when approaching things while you are more calm and understanding.

doesn’t know how he fell for you, don’t ask him.

it just happened.

he gets all flustered when he’s around you so he would start raising his voice and try his best to keep his composure, acting cool and such.

too bad his face is flushed red.

now, from your point of view kid is just messing with you.

no one would find you that attractive and ask you out, that’s what you keep repeating yourself.

so of course at first you kindly refuse his advances and leave him standing there in confusion.

“what the fuck–?”

yeah, makes no sense.

kid doesn’t give up, cause you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen, he wants you by his side and he’s gonna do his best to make it happen.

he thinks your height makes you even hotter, he likes tall girls and believe it or not, he thinks you’re really sexy.

man he wanna kiss you so bad.

everyone can see that you two are opposites, but he doesn’t care.

since he kept asking you out, when you finally accepted he was so used to your rejection that he answered with a “yeah, better luck next time” and already turning around to leave, rolling his eyes.

it was a surprise for sure, but he was so happy you finally accepted he made sure you wouldn’t regret it.

a genuine smile spreading across his lips !!

i think it would be a balanced couple by the way, you’re calm and he acts a bit calmer too now.

still swear every two sentences but whatever, he can kiss you whenever he wants now so it’s fine hehe ^_^

[icearts]

A couple things about Sonic Prime that disappointed me

1. Shadow was in almost the entire trailer, but showed up for 3 out of the 7 episodes

2. An action scene that lasted for three episodes. It got redundant

3. There was an entire plot point where Sonic was dying from the prism energy being taken from him. This took 3 minutes of screen time and the risk felt minimal if it was there at all

4. No consequences = no stakes (literally there was no issue or "sacrifice" that came out of repairing the prism. Idk what i was hoping for, but the fact that everything was so easily fixed kinda hurt my feelings because it made the entirety of season 2 seem completely pointless and dumb)

5. Shadow was super protective of Sonic in the first episode, but never showed that same "Would kill and die for you in a seconds notice" energy he had in that first episode

6. The chaos emerald is mentioned again but never used as a plot point. Chekov's Gun is fake, apparently

7. It's said that Sonic can't exist in the Shatterspace without prism energy, but Shadow never had it in the first place. There is no provided explanation as to why this makes sense. The closest thing was "shadow wasn't there during the blast" but that only explains why he doesn't have the energy, not why he doesn't need it to live like Sonic does (I assume the others have at least a signature of it too which is why they cloned and Shadow didn't. Again this is unexplained in Prime. What does the prism energy even do for/to the supporting cast)

8. Why are there only 7 episodes? Why do they take up so much time in one place?

9. Rouge and Shadow only had one line of dialogue (this isn't a genuine critique I just wanted to see my favorite duo be a duo)

10. Sonic's Prism "Super Form" doesn't come back. Shadow doesn't get anything like that either. Another dud Chekov Gun. Why is this dumb little anecdotal metaphorical firearm never firing

I really loved the new season, and it was great and super fun, but those critiques really ruined some things because those were all things I thought would be a guarantee because of the trailer and because of how the other seasons were.

Why would they even bother to mention the chaos emerald, and this weird void thing if it wasn't going to be essential to the plot other than being an excuse to sideline Shadow. They could have just as easily said that chaos energy is neutralized in cyberspace because it's not connected to the world/chaos/master emerald. That works too!

Plus, why was Shadow sidelined so much? What's the reason? Why wasn't he allowed to use chaos energy and go apeshit? Why couldn't he take off his inhibitor rings in a desperate situation to protect Sonic and be able to teleport into shatterspaces even at the expense of his health?

I know it's a TV-Y7 show. It honestly did not need to be, but I'm sure it was a Netflix mandate to make sure their animation is all meant for kids and only kids, but they really ended up nerfing themselves by alienating their more passionate audience which would be teenagers and adults. Just make it TV PG that would've allowed you to work with higher stakes and a higher budget (oh wait that's what Netflix's intention was nevermind).

If you wanna see me make a list of things I genuinely liked, feel free to ask or comment that. I might do so anyway. I feel like the internet is too negative and critiques of shows tend to do too much of that, so sorry for contributing to that culture, but I really needed to get that disappointment out because it bothered me quite a bit. Feel free to disagree too, or say "bro it's a kids show. It's not that deep. Stop having passion and emotions for your special interests you dumb fuck" I get it. Anyways, good show, good season, highly recommend, it's very fun and enjoyable especially if you're a fan of Sonic

Last minute edit: I only saw the season once and my sense of media literacy isn't by any means perfect, and also, to clarify, most of my concern isn't quite "these plot points are 1000% absent and terrible" and more "I thought the distribution between the action scene in episodes 4-7 and the rest of the season's story was very poor and made the content I was more excited for seem watered down/unplanned/super easily resolved". Again the part of the show where Sonic almost dies because of the prism energy withdrawal was about 3 minutes long. Why did it feel so low-stakes?? I love action scenes. They're great, but when you dedicate over 30 minutes to one long fight scene, it becomes less interesting and there's still MORE OF THE SHOW TO GET THROUGH so those parts got super rushed

[fivelakesinwriting]

would you be up to writing a smut for andrew again? maybe the reader just came back from UTBOH premier (his new show) and seeing him as a dilf just made her need him to put a baby in her

Author's Notes: I actually already had something like this already written! Thank you for requesting. I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to - I'm trying to get through old requests when I can! I'm hoping the wait was worth it and that you enjoy xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of drinking, established relationship, talk of pregnancy, smut* (unprotected sex, biting, some spanking)

Requested: Yes, old request!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. And you do not have permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

Andrew knew that she liked his work, and had been looking forward to this project, but he didn't know she would have this reaction. Especially after he propped her up on the vanity 10 minutes before their town car showed up. He thought he had done a better job at easing her desire a little bit.

"You're so sexy as a Daddy. Fuck, I want your baby so much." She wept in his ear before she sank to her knees in front of him seconds after their hotel room door shut.

"Come back up here. Slow down, little lady. Holy fuck." Andrew breathed out as she unzipped his slacks and reached for his manhood as he tugged her upright again.

"I don't want to go slow. I want to go fast, make a baby. I want to bounce on your thick, beautiful -" She groaned as he covered her mouth with his hand, his eyes narrowed down at her.

"How much champagne did you drink?" Andrew murmured as he pulled his hips back, not letting her rub him over his briefs. He removed his hand from her pouty lips to let her reply.

"One glass. I swear, just the one. I just saw you up on that screen and I just felt something. I know that wasn't the point of the story, and that's wrong of me. But I saw you with those kids and I got stupid." Her eyes were heavy, but not with alcohol, they were heavy like after he'd fuck her into the mattress and she'd ask for one more roll around.

"Stupid?" He repeated softly as he trailed his fingers over her chin down her throat, over the tops of her breasts.

"Yeah. I got that fuzzy headed feeling, but it was less sweet and tender than earlier. I just wanted to rip your clothes off and ride you like an animal. Bite you, lick you, scratch you up and let you cover me in -"

Andrew grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her in for a hot, messy open mouth kiss. He slipped his tongue in her mouth with a moan as he lifted her thigh up around his waist with his other hand. He let her unbutton his shirt as he started his trail of kisses down her throat to her chest.

"You want to go for a little ride, lovey?" Andrew growled as he nipped at her chin, breathing heavily against her lips as she worked her hand into his slacks to palm his stiffness.

"Yes, please. I need you so naked and deep inside of me. Wanna bite you all over." She whispered as she pressed her hand to his full thickness over his briefs.

"What has gotten into you? Fuck." He groaned as he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up, carrying her to the bed while she kept her hand in his pants. He dropped her to the bed as carefully as he could before he shrugged out of his suit jacket and tore off his tie.

"Next time." He growled as he balled up his tie and pitched it to the end of the bed.

"You wanna tie me up, baby?" She breathed out as she reached for his belt buckle and tugged him close, legs around his waist.

"More than anything. Wrists behind your back, to the headboard, or wrists tied to your beautiful ankles. But you requested a ride around the world first, lovey. Leave these shoes on for me?" Andrew breathed out as he ran his hands up her smooth legs underneath her dress. His hips were hers as she tugged his belt through the prongs then wrestled his slacks and briefs over his backside.

"Whatever you want. Baby!" She giggled as he crawled into bed and flipped them over. He unzipped her dress, pawing her breasts as she rocked over his hard leaking manhood.

"Take this off, lovey. Oh, so beautiful. And these panties can just be destroyed. We don't need them." Andrew breathed out as he bunched her dress up around her waist then pulled it off her body. He rooted his fingers in her panties and ripped them at the seam, revealing her wet treasure to him.

"Put Him in for me, baby?" She whispered as she pressed down to her hands on the mattress and kissed his cheek, the beard scratching her lips.

"Need my help, lovey? Oh, there we go. Is that good, lovey?" Andrew grunted as he held himself steady and eased inside of her as she bit and nibbled down his scruffy neck. He ran a hand over her hair as he settled inside of her, his breath stuck in his throat as her tight walls clenched around him in the hopes of making him part of her.

"S'good. So full." She whispered into the crease of his neck as she started to rock her hips on top of him.

Once she had adjusted to his size, her little hole stretched to its limit with his thick length, she sat upright and held his shoulders for leverage. She lifted her hips up then down, tantalizingly slow, watching him lick his lips.

"If you're gonna ride like that, put your knees here." Andrew breathed out as he grabbed the backs of her knees and spread them out as far as they could go, letting her clit rub his abs.

"Oh, baby." She gasped, falling back down to her forearms on the mattress at the sensation, pleasure coursing through her body as he hit her gspot and her clit rubbed his stomach.

"Better, yeah? That's my girl." Andrew huffed out as he grabbed her thighs then pawed at her ass cheeks before doling out a firm smack that made her moan. That loud, slutty moan he loved to hear when she really let go for him.

"S'good, lovey? Take what you want, it's fucking yours." He growled as he smacked her ass again then reached for her hair and tugged hard, exposing her neck.

"Do it. I know you want to, Andrew. Bite my neck and fucking claim me." She rasped out as she scratched the nails of her left hand down his chest, red marks across his skin.

Andrew growled from deep, deep in his chest as he surged forward to sink his perfect white teeth into her neck. His girlfriend pressed her nails into his chest, little crescent moon shapes embedded over his heart as she sobbed his name, rolling her hips like a cyclone on top of him.

"Gonna make me cum, lovey. So wild right now. Slow down." Andrew croaked as he pulled his fingers down her back to her hips, trying to cease her movement.

"But you feel so good." She sobbed out as she sat up, running her hands through her hair as she bounced in his lap, her back arched.

"I wanna last longer, make you cum." He groaned as his fingers pressed into the flesh of her hips in a weak attempt to anchor himself.

"S'okay, baby. I'm there with you." She breathed out as she dropped to her forearms on the mattress and pressed her forehead to his, her fingertips running over his bearded jawline.

Andrew wrapped his arms around and flexed his arms into the small of her back as he brought them both over the edge. Her toes curled in her shoes while she pulled his hair, breathing his name in his ear.

"Fuck. I'm definitely fine with doing that over and over again to have a baby." Andrew sighed contently as he released his arms from around her body and rested them over his head.

"I'm so shocked." She grinned as she looked down at him with bright, but tired eyes, her body weak on top of him.

Andrew chuckled as he buried his face in her neck, placing soft kisses down to her shoulder. He rolled them over in the bed, tugging her snuggly against him as he tucked them under the blankets. They fell asleep, both dreaming of their future together and starting a family.

Please let me know what you think - comments and messages are welcome! I hope you all enjoyed xoxo

[gonzo-rella]

The Benevolent Girlfriend | Kim Pine (ft. Wallace Wells)

MASTERLIST | AO3 | KO-FI

Relationship(s): Kim Pine x sick!gn!reader (romantic), Wallace Wells x sick!gn!reader (implied romantic)

Summary: Your roommate Wallace is repulsed by your cold, so he gets your girlfriend Kim to come over and take care of you.

Warnings: You're gross and sick, sorry. (Let me know if I need to add any)

Word count: 0.8k

(A/N: I finally rewatched Scott Pilgrim vs. the World, because I wanted to watch it before I watch the anime (haven't seen it yet, but once I have I'll make a post and add it to my fandom list), and damn I'm in love with Kim. I've been enjoying writing these sick fics whilst I recover from the common cold, so I figured I'd try writing something about Kim, and I was motivated to write something that wasn't just headcanons, which I've already done with the Yellowjackets ladies, Abed and Annie from Community and Charlie, Todd and Neil from Dead Poets Society. This is my first Scott Pilgrim fic, so hopefully it's alright! I tried to capture the spirit and tone of the movie and characters. I'd like to write more for both Kim and Wallace specifically. Maybe I'm delirious from being sick but I'd love to write a fic where the reader is the S/O of both Kim and Wallace to indulge myself because I'm in love with them both.)

A mattress on the floor in a very cold country surely couldn’t have been the best place to recover from a cold- an idiot could tell you that. Wallace had very kindly made you soup and brought you countless glasses of water, but he had hauled his chair as far away from you and the bed as he could manage in the small apartment because, to quote him, you were ‘repulsive and contagious, no offence’. He had been very gracious in letting you pick out what daytime TV crap you wanted to watch.

It reached the late afternoon when there was a knock at the door, and, with a huff, Wallace got up to get it, leaving you to stare absently at the TV through the mist of your mild headache and clogged ears. Your neck was beginning to ache from craning it to look up at the screen.

“Kimberly. You’re here. What took you so long?”

“Nice to see you too, Wallace. Are they awake?”

Wallace cast a glance in your direction and tilted his head; he then looked back at Kim.

“Well, the lights are on, but it doesn’t look like anybody’s home.”

He punctuated the sentence with a shrug.

“Kim?” you said finally, voice hoarse and nasal from your sore throat and blocked nose respectively. 

Kim peered at you over Wallace's shoulder then barged past him. She stood at the foot of your ‘bed’.

“What are you doing here?” you mumbled. “You didn’t have to come.”

“Wallace texted me that you’re sick.”

Wallace left the door ajar, prompting you to wrap your blanket tighter around you. He reached over to grab his coat and slid his arms into it, then stood beside Kim.

“I’m going out with Other Scott, and I thought it’d be cruel to leave you alone, so I told your very benevolent girlfriend-” Kim rolled her eyes as Wallace indicated to her with a nod. “That you were sick and that she might wanna come over and take care of you in your equally benevolent roommate’s stead.”

“Okay. Thanks, Wa-”

You were interrupted by a sneeze. It was so sudden that you made the split-second decision to cover it with your hands. When you peeled it away, droplets of snot coated your palms.

You groaned.

Wallace scrunched up his nose.

“That’s disgusting,” Kim commented monotonously. 

“I’m sorry,” you muttered. “I’ve been told.”

“And, with that,” Wallace said, stepping over to the door and swinging it open. “I’ll leave you kids to it. Good luck, Kim. And, I hope you feel better soon, dear.”

“Thanks, Wallace,” you mumbled.

“Fuck off, Wallace,” Kim said dryly, in unison with you.

He waved at you both then closed the door. There was a moment of silence in which you and Kim just stared at one another. Your snot-covered hands were still held out in front of you.

“So, you’re sick, huh?”

“Yep.”

“Are you going to clean that up?”

You stared at her blankly, before realising what she meant.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.”

You went to reach for your box of tissues before you realised that they were on the kitchen counter after Wallace had used a few to shield his hands from direct contact with your glass of water. Kim’s gaze followed yours, but her attention returned to you when she noticed that you were readying yourself to get up.

“One sec. I’ll get them for you.”

You relaxed as Kim made the very short journey to the kitchen counter and knelt down to put the box next to you. She yanked a few tissues from the box before placing them in your hands, careful not to touch your snot.

“Thanks, Kim.”

“No problem.”

She stayed kneeling down beside you, watching as you cleared up your hands. There was a look of contemplation on her face.

“You need anything else?”

You glanced up at her and smiled.

“No, thanks.”

“Alright.”

She climbed over you and took a seat beside you- shoulder-to-shoulder- on the mattress. You looked at her incredulously.

“Are you sure you wanna get so close? Wallace hasn’t come near me all day.”

She folded her arms.

“I don’t care.”

“But, I’m disgusting.”

Kim smirked so faintly that anyone who didn’t know her wouldn’t have registered that it was there.

“I wouldn’t be your ‘benevolent girlfriend’ if that bothered me.”

You chuckled and rested your head on her shoulder, and Kim rested her head on yours.

“Holy shit, you’re hot,” she stated.

“Thanks.”

“I meant you have an alarming fever.”

“Oh. Right.”

There was a pause, and Kim huffed.

“Fine. You’re the other kind of hot, too.”

“Thanks, Kim, that’s very-”

You broke into a series of coughs and doubled over. You covered your mouth with the inside of your elbow. Kim rubbed your back soothingly. Once again, the faintest of smiles tugged at her lips.

“Sorry,” you groaned. “That wasn't very hot.”

“Maybe not,” she said. She rested her hand on your shoulder and pulled you closer, once again resting her head on yours. “But, I love you anyway.”

[twstgarden]

✿ ❝ 𝗺𝗶𝘅𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘀 ❞

━ idia shroud x gn! reader ━ idia and you are the best of friends, but he keeps giving you mixed signals. f/n means first name.

this happens right after chapter 6.

do not steal or translate without my permission.

"idia?"

"are you there?"

a sigh escaped your lips as you sent a message to idia. he was ignoring you for a while now and you have no idea why, you thought of sending him a message to see if he would reply, but there was no sign of him ever reading or replying. it was merely a few days ago when you two were having fun, playing video games together and binge-watching your favourite anime for the whole weekend, and now he's suddenly ignoring you.

feeling downhearted, you locked your device and placed it back on your desk. a few moments passed and you decided to visit idia over at ignihyde, to see if he was alright, and so you did.

you found yourself standing before the ignihyde dormitory manager's dorm room, knocking on the door as you spoke, "idia? it's me. are you there?"

it was silent for a while until you received a notification from your phone. you took out your device and looked at it, realizing it was a text from idia that says, "come in."

a slightly disappointed sigh left your lips as you entered his room, crossing your arms as you said, "you could've verbalized your presence... anyway, are you alright, ids? you've been kinda ignoring my messages lately."

idia was seated on his chair, facing the screen as he did not even dare to look at you. his room was completely dark with the blue screen being the only source of light. ortho was nowhere to be found, presumably back in his room to either take a rest or work on his schoolwork.

"i'm just a little busy."

his response was curt and soft, making you blink your eyes in confusion before turning around, "oh... okay, i won't bother you for a while, then! let me know if you need any help."

seeing you turn around as you were about to take your leave, idia's bored expression suddenly changed into a slightly surprised one as he called out to you, "w-wait! uh... i'm free right now..."

he then paused for a few seconds, likely regretting his impulsive actions and realizing he can't back out now, seeing as you turned to look at him with a curious gaze, "...i'm free right now... um... do you want to... hang for a bit?"

you hummed softly as you sat beside him, patting his shoulder with a cheeky grin as you spoke, "sure! wanna play star rogue?" idia's eyes twinkled at the mention of his favourite game as he nodded, and you two spent quite some time challenging each other on who gets the highest score.

a few hours have passed and you were lazily sitting on idia's bed with a bowl of candies in hand, eyeing the screen as he set it to a new anime that was released recently. your eyes were glued to the scenes as you ate some candies, paying no attention to idia who was dividing his attention to both you and the screen.

he had no idea what was going on with him. sure, you two have known each other long enough to be considered best friends, but why is he suddenly feeling so... warm and nervous around you? this was odd. this is totally out of character for him, as he says, but still, he could not fathom the reason why he felt butterflies every time he sees you smile, or how he felt so spoiled and happy every time you'd hang with him and pour all your attention on him.

'that was so damn cheesy,' thought idia as he shook his thoughts away. he let out a soft, heavy sigh before looking back at the screen, nibbling on some candies as he focused his attention back on the anime.

you heard his heavy sigh, which caused you to turn your head to look at him. "you alright?"

he merely hummed in response as he pointed at the screen, "i'm just a little pissed at that character... that was a stupid move."

you chuckled at his words, shaking your head gently before looking back at the screen and focusing on the show that was running.

there it was again.

another week has passed and idia's been doing the same thing again, completely ignoring your calls and texts, refusing to see you or speak to you in public even through his tablet, and lately, he wasn't even answering as you knocked on his door.

"goddammit, is he ghosting me?"

you mumbled to yourself as you sighed heavily, placing your hands on your head as you keep your phone on the desk, still unlocked as it showed your most recent texts to idia.

"yo."

"hey."

"idia?"

"are you in your room?"

"i met with ortho today, he told me you didn't want to see me."

"are you angry?"

not even left on read, he totally left your message in his inbox. how frustrating yet depressing. he was your closest friend on the entire campus, he knew your deepest darkest secrets and you knew his. you were there during his overblot incident, you were there when you saw how he willingly would give up his own life just to be with his brother again, you were there when he needed a shoulder to cry on, you were there when he needed you the most, and he was the same with you.

at least, before he started giving these mixed signals.

you did not know what to do. should you cry? should you lash out at him? should you act on impulse? should you ignore him back to teach him a lesson? grim was not around as he was at heartslabyul and the ghosts are presumably somewhere else, so you were all alone in your room.

whatever.

you hugged your knees to your chest as you sniffled, holding your phone with one hand as you stared at the screen. soon, you started typing a few messages, hoping that if he ever does read your texts through his notifications, this might catch his attention.

"idia... are you mad at me? did i say something bad? if something is going on, you can tell me rather than giving me these mixed signals. it's frustrating... you want me to hang out with you and then the next minute, you ignore me and push me away as if i was nothing but a stranger to you. i don't want to keep inconveniencing you if our friendship is too much for you to bear, just please let me know..."

and send.

a heavy sigh of relief left your lips as you closed your eyes, but that relief was mixed with anxiety and tension. you deeply cherished your friendship with him, you really do, but if he doesn't feel the same way after all that happened, then you think there is no point in staying friends with him.

meanwhile, back in ignihyde, idia was receiving your texts, but he was not opening them to read or reply. as soon as your message came through his notifications again, he read its contents before sighing softly to himself.

"i'm sorry, f/n. i don't have the guts to tell you how i feel. you're better off without me anyway..."

ortho was in the same room as him as the younger shroud frowned at his brother's words. he had long figured out how his brother feels for you, and he can say for certain that you feel the same way, but seeing this exact scene in front of him where you both were suffering because none of you dared to confess frustrates him a lot.

well, the little shroud is more than pleased to help out and fix this mess for you two.

© twstgarden 2023 || please do not steal, translate without my permission, or use this to train a.i.

[its--fandom--darling]

little bean - em x fem!reader

This is my submission to @oneforthemunny​‘s summertime writing game. I chose to do a wildcard 🃏 submission for cowboy eddie and sweet girl. I hope I did them justice and that everyone enjoys this sweet little story about dad!cowboy!eddie as much as I enjoyed writing it. 

Pairing: Dad!Cowboy!Eddie Munson x Sweet Girl!Reader

@oneforthemunny​ @munsonology

Warnings: talk of pregnancy, reader being called little mama, afab reader, brief mention of car accident. please let me know if I’ve missed anything and I’ll update my list. (This isn’t edited. hopefully it’s all good. Enjoy!)

A/N: this is heavily inspired by personal experience with one of those ride and spring ponies that my sister and i had growing up. all header pictures are from pinterest, credit to the og owners of the photos. graphics by @firefly-graphics​

“Can you please uncover my eyes now?” you plead with your fiance as he guides you outside to see his latest surprise. You and Eddie had never really talked about having kids, always considering the many farm animals that you’d convinced him to adopt over the years as your pseudo-children. So when you’d found out that you were pregnant after a fender-bender, you and Eddie had the realization that you both wanted this little bean to be a part of your life. 

This brings you to now, 6 months into your pregnancy. The morning sickness had wrecked you for a while and your cravings had been intense and random. Pickles and peanut butter, sardines and fiddleheads, copious amounts of cheese doodles. But Eddie had taken everything in stride, making the 20 plus minute drive into town to hit the only 24 hour mini mart in the area whenever the urge for a midnight milkshake struck you. He’d truly been a saint, he’d always been good to you, treated you like a princess, but seeing you round with his child had unleashed another side of him, one that was incredibly tender. Without hesitation the two of you had decided to be surprised when the baby came, knowing that no matter what you had, it wouldn’t change the fact that you two were going to spoil, cherish and raise your little bean to be a kind person.  

“Just be patient for a second more, little mama. I don’t wanna spoil the surprise just yet,” he murmured, a grin evident in his voice. 

You huffed in fake annoyance, crossing your arms after the screen door, thwapped shut behind the two of you. 

“Alright, ready?” 

“Yes, Eds! The suspense is killing me!” you squeak, bringing your hands up to grab at your man’s calloused hands where they rested over your eyes. 

He chuckles as he lets his hands be pulled from your eyes. You blink a few times to adjust your vision before taking in his latest surprise. In your silence, your feel him lace his fingers with yours as you feel the familiar burn of tears in your eyes. 

“I know little bean won’t be able to use it for a while after they’ve made their grand entrance, but it was the last one in the store and sweet girl, I just couldn’t resist.”

You turn and kiss him softly. “It’s perfect, I love it.”

Sitting on the front porch is a ride and spring horse, almost identical to the one that you’d described to Eddie. You’d been telling him how, despite being a city girl, had spent many of your earliest summers of childhood at your grandparents. They lived in the countryside in a big white farmhouse style house.  Your grandfather was always a fan of black and white westerns, so you’d watched more than your fair share while your granny took her afternoon nap. You’d expressed to Eddie that those were some of your favorite childhood memories, especially when you’d arrived one day to find a beautiful chestnut colored ride and spring pony on your grandparents front lawn. The image of his sweet girl as child with little pigtails and her grandfather’s cowboy hat slipping down over her eyes as she bounced away the afternoon on that horse had made his heart clench. 

“Really? It isn’t too much? I know that I’ve been spoiling little bean and they ain’t even arrived yet but…”

You cut him off with a sweet kiss, cupping the back of his neck with your free hand and pouring your love and appreciation into the kiss. “It’s perfect,” you repeat as your lips part and he breaks into a grin as you bump your nose against his affectionately. “Thank you, for the horse and for taking care of me and bean. Thank you for listening to me and remembering those little details I shared with you.”

He grins wider, eyes crinkling with it. “It’s my pleasure, sweet girl. You two are my whole world.”

You grin at him, “You forgot about Medusa, can’t have her feeling left out now.” 

He chuckles and rolls his eyes at you, “Well, you’re right about that, sweet girl.”

You kiss him again. “Always am, aren’t I?”

He rolls his eyes, “I’ll give you most of the time, little mama.”

You smirk up at him, “I’ll take it. Now come on and show me what else you got.”

He furrows his brow at you, “What are you talking about?”

“I just know you didn’t leave the store with just that toy, lay it on me, what else did you get?” 

He sighs, “You know me far too well, sweet girl.”

“It’s because I love ya handsome, now show me the goods.”

He chuckles as you settle on the porch swing he’d installed for you when you’d first moved in with him. “I’ll get the bag.”

You giggle and kick your feet up resting your hands on your bump, stroking your thumb over it tenderly as Eddie ran to the pick up to grab the rest of his haul. As you watched him go through everything that he picked up for your future child, you knew that there was no way that you would wanna do this with anyone but your Eddie. 

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[hayatoseyepatch]

SAM! CONGRATULATIONS ON THE 500!!

About me: pronouns are she/her. Im An ambivert? I have super bad social anxiety. except around a very few select people. I'm both simultaneously sleep deprived and over caffeinated. I love learning about law. I'm sometimes a sarcastic asshole and most of the time I don't intend to be so sarcastic it just comes out.

Fandoms- (idk if you consider us moots yet👉👈) so if so then please can I ask for windbreaker and demon slayer. If not! Then just windbreaker

Type: honestly Irl men I don't have a type,😂 fictional men. I tend to love the morally grey, big men, the scruffy tired men. Old men. Dilfs.🤭🫣...personally prefer to be paired with male

Favorites: windbreaker: Endo, umemiya, hiragi, kanji. Demon slayer: tengen(his wives) gyomei, sanemi, rengoku.

Icks: none!

Reye (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) ♡ You’re literally so sweet thank you for your congratulations!! And ofc we’re moots don’t be silly love! And since you requested two here you go ♡

Okay so I wanna say that your second one contains smut, if that’s too much or not something you want to read the last thing I wanna do is make you uncomfortable. Please take this as an invitation to dm or shoot me another ask requesting a new one and I’d be more than happy to give that to you bb (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ Now lets get on with it!!

⤜♡→ I mean come on this is my blog, someone was getting him. This man is the epitome of DEVOTION. He would worship the ground you walked on. You have social anxiety? Motormouth Maybelle over here will do all the talking. You want coffee from your favorite coffee shop across town? Looks like he's making a trip. This man is chronically mischaracterized as a violent playboy and I won't stand for it!

⤜♡→ When Endo is in love it consumes him. You are on his thoughts always. He sees a cute little trinket of you favorite animal? He's picking it up just to see you smile. He would do anything for you. When Endo falls in love he falls in love HARD.

⤜♡→ He's such a yearner. He craves your presence constantly and misses your touch when it isn't available to him. I feel like after meeting Sakura he beings to develop more emotional intelligence. Now aware of the difference between love and obsession. He'll give you space if you need it, but will always be a phone call away.

⤜♡→ He looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky for him, and if you asked he would find a way to bring you the moon if that was what you wanted. He adores you and nothing in this life or the net could stop hi from loving you with every fiber of his being.

Endo smiled to himself, he loved watching you work, whether it was the way you sat at your desk cute tongue poking out and a little furrow in your brow when you were in a complete form of concentration or the way he could unabashedly stare at your side profile uninterrupted. But nothing compared to watching you like this, there was a different air than when you were stressed from working. Your eyes were focused on the screen before you. He could watch you for hours, just content to watch you, your beauty incomparable in his eyes. He loved the calm that rested over your expression, allowing him to take in every one of your features before you noticed him, completely lost in your own little world.

His favorite moments were ones like these, your beautiful voice that he wasn’t often graced with singing out due to the presumption that you were alone. He finally approaches, his eyes scanning your relaxed form. eyes softening and heart swelling. He opts to flicker the light in the room to gain your attention, rather than risking sneaking up from behind and catching your right hook, knowing better than to make that mistake more than once. Snorting as you jump a bit. “Hi baby~ Sorry I’m late traffic was fucking ridiculous, but I brought tea as a peace offering.” He smiles holding up the cup of coffee. Endo knew just how you liked your order, never once getting it wrong.

He took a seat next to you, handing you the coffee only to watch you sit it down on the table. He offers a hand, palm offered for you to take. “You’ve been cooped up in here all day, why don’t you take a break, hm?” He smiled, aiding you in crawling into his lap when you take his hand, pressing kisses to your collarbone after you had done so, arms securing themselves around your waist and humming in contentment as your familiar scent wafts into his senses. He always found home in your arms and he never wanted to be anywhere else.

⤜♡→ OOO GIRL I HEARD DILFS. You’ve come to the right place. I know we’ve talked about him super briefly before but when you said big morally grey dilfs I HAD to pull out this absolute DADDY. This former warlord of the sea is an absolute MENACE.

⤜♡→ Crocodile has met his match when it comes to you, the only one brave enough to throw sarcasm his way, it's a battle of wits. One in which there is no clear victor. Though those around you are more concerned with the fact that you are still breathing after talking to him like that.

⤜♡→ With that being said, Crocodile has a clear soft spot for you. No one who values their life brings it up though. They all remember what happened to the last poor soul who did.

⤜♡→ This man never believed in love, thought it foolish and childish. he saw no gain from something as silly as affection. He saw it as a clear weakness. However one morning as the sun's rays slipped through his windows, casting a euphoric glow over your still bare form from the night before, did he realize that he was capable of such feelings. Because even he couldn't deny thats exactly what was swarming in his chest as he leans down to press a kiss on your sleeping face.

⤜♡→ He tries to cut things off then and there, but with the days that follow he realizes he can't go on without you. Finding you and pressing a desperate kiss to your lips. For once uncaring if anyone saw, he needed you by his side. And anyone who dared to try him wouldn't live to tell the tale.

(Okay here's the smut, some warnings before you take a look: size difference, praise, dcryphilla, implied being caught, mentions of violence)

Crocodile grinned maliciously, if there was one thing he loved more than anything it was watching tears cascade down your cheeks. You always looked so beautiful when crying. But not from sadness, no, you see Crocodile would give a slow painful arduous death to anyone who dared even look at you the wrong way. Not his prized gem, his greatest treasure, far more valuable to him than the One Piece itself. No, never those kinds of tears. He instead loved the tears that streamed down your cheeks as you lost yourself on his cock. Whether it was you absolutely lost in pleasure, his name the only word on your lips, or as you were now: struggling to take the sheer size of his girth. Leaning forward he let a large hand come to your face, his thumb swiping some of the tears that had slipped past your lashes. “Here, doll, I’ll be generous.” He brings the same thumb between your legs using your own tears as lube to guide the rubbing of his thumb on your clit. Smirking at the shudder that wracks your form from the contact.

“Come on sweetness, you’re only halfway there and you're fussing this much already? You’d think after all the times you’ve taken my cock this wouldn’t be so hard on you.” He tsks, feigning sympathy, but you both know he is anything but sympathetic. Especially not when he lays a large hand on your shoulder. “And since I’m feeling so generous why don’t you let me help you, hm?” Using his hand as leverage, he forces your body to take the rest of him, basking in the loud drawn-out moan you let out as he bottoms out. “Atta girl.” He purrs.” See I knew you could do it.” He gives you a moment to adjust to his size, grinning once more as you begin to move. Right as you begin to set a steady pace, his head thrown back in the feeling of you, a shrill ring sounds from the communicator device on his desk. Your eyes blow wide as his hand is drawn to it. Placing a finger on his lips as he levels you with a mischievous look. “You gotta be quiet, kitten, I’d hate to have to stop fucking you to kill whoever’s on the other line for hearing the sounds that are meant for my ears only.” And as he answers the device you could only hope who was on the other end knew how to hold their own, because with the way his hand was guiding your hips you knew being silent was out of the question.

[issacballsac]

Oficie[Doppo Kannonzaka]

02 Crossy-Road

17:30

The day is finally over and your seemingly endless duties are done. With it now being time to clock out and relax. You began waving a gentle goodbye to your colleagues when the elevator door beeped and out came the man you’ve been waiting for.

"Ready to go to the cafè Doppo?". You eagerly asked the now ever-tired man.

"Yes, I just have to clock out first." You nodded and scrolled through media while waiting for him to return.

He walked back and the two of you headed for the station.

"Ah! Y'know I always wanted to open my own coffee shop." You said taking your previous seat on the empty train.

"What's stopping you [f/n] ?"

"I guess I'm just scared of failure also I don't have a place to start the shop so..y’know.”

"Hm.." You sat in an excruciating silence until the train stopped. "Cmon let's go get that coffee!" You snatched his hand and dragged him out the train.

18:26

"I'm going to get hot chocolate this time and a strawberry shortcake! And you?" You asked gesturing towards the red-head.

"Um I'll get the same thing." He said to the worker with a shake in his voice. Perhaps he was nervous?

"Alright, two hot chocolates and two shortcakes strawberry style." The laid back worker lazily repeated back to you both.

"Yep that’s all!" With confirmation the worker turned around to get started.

"Let's just wait." He walked over to a table slouched. Looking over at you playing on your phone.

"What are you doing?" He asked tiredly. "I'm playing crossy road. Why? Did you wanna try?"

"Sure."

You handed him the phone to play with a slight graze of one another’s fingers. Ignoring the small gesture his eyes fixated on the screen. And within a second he got the adorable animal ran over.

"This is fun." He quipped with a weird smile. "Um your not supposed to get run over Doppo..."

"Oh, sorry." He handed the phone back. Just then the waiter came bearing your orders and setting them down on the table.

"Thank you!" You bowed with gratitude for the food. Doppo had just nodded in agreement before sipping the familiar coffee from earlier.

"Y'know Doppo you should download the game if you like it so much." You took a piece with your fork from the cake.

"I thought I was playing it wrong [f/n]." He slightly tilted his head with confusion.

"I mean yeah, but, you can't expect to follow the rules all the time."

"Alright what was the app called?"

"Crossy road!"

"Ok it's downloading now." He placed his phone on the table revealing the download progress. "Ah that was good I'm full!" You sulked at the disappearance of the cake.

"Are you sad that you can't eat anymore?" He said raising an eyebrow.

"I mean yeah. I bought these tasty watermelon ice pops but I'm not gonna force eat it that ruins the experience!" You got up from the table.

"Hm I guess I wouldn't know. I don't really eat much." He opened the door for you both. "You don't say Mr.Eyebags." You pulled on his coat.

"Office work is tiring y'know especially for the nightshift workers." He said in effort to excuse his lifestyle choices.

"I wouldn't know! I get a full 2hours and 32 minutes and with the help of face masks and an assortment of teas I don't look like a zombie!" You glowed.

"I-" He cut himself off not knowing what or how to respond to that.

"I would walk you back home Doppo but I gotta water my plants and get some more work done." You begrudgingly confessed to him.

"It's alright I'll see you tomorrow on the train right?" He hopeful for once. "Oh yeah of course my ever-deprived friend, see ya!"

You waved him bye before closing the outer door and skipping to your apartment door. "Ah my lovely plants I'm home! Oh, right you don't talk.."

You tossed your bag on the small couch and laid on the bed you loved so much.

Oh and about that work? Fuck it. We both know that will not be getting done in a timely manner.

[websterss]

FOUR WHITE WALLS — COREY CUNNINGHAM

REQUEST: Hey you're so talented, if I may can I request a oneshot where Corey sneaks into fem!reader's bedroom when she's grounded. you can take the rest wherever you want but can this be the primary focus 😭 -lots of love @gr4veyardg1rl​

WARNING(S): Angst and fluff

WORD COUNT: 1,829

PAIRING: Corey Cunningham x fem!Reader  

MASTERLIST

You never doubted yourself when you found solitude staring up at your white ceiling, sprawled back on your bed. Your room was your place of comfort, the only real space where you felt the safest and away from harm. You couldn’t complain...yet when confined within the fours white walls, well it certainly gave off imprisonment rather than a sacred chamber. Living with your parents while trying to begin financially supporting yourself was a process in itself that you wished would go by faster. Moving out took time sadly. The harsh reality of your situation. You loved your parents dearly, but there were times that they could be unbearable. 

The rattle of your door knob didn’t distract from staring at your fairy lights over you. 

“Y/n.” The sound of your mothers voice made you roll your eyes. Her next attempt was trying to get you to go down and have a civil dinner with her and your dad. You weren’t having it. First she complained how you had a terrible habit of staying up too late. Claiming that you could handle doing such a thing at your age, but when you get to her age. Sleeping late would come to bite you back in the ass. Next she said she had every right to remove your laptop from your possession. Berating and asking what you did on it all night. What grabbed your attention on the device? What importance being up all night on it had to you?

It was simple really. You just wanted to write away until you had a bad case of carpal tunnel. It was your coping mechanism, your escapism from the real world because when the real world had nothing to offer you, fiction offered you a whole new world to hide behind. So when she claimed to worry about your state of being and health. She took the laptop and grounded you. 

Grounded in your twenties. You got a laugh out of how ridiculous it sounded. Much more when you couldn’t even meet up with Corey to go to the movie theater. 

Your hands on your stomach and your phone next to you as you waited for the familiar picture of Corey’s cheesy smile to light up your screen. The second your ringtone went off, you were snatching your phone and rolling onto your stomach to answer the call.

“Hiiii.” You exaggerated like you always did when you answered a call.

“Hi peaches wanna tell me why you’re not standing right next to me at the theater?” Corey looked around as people passed by him. Some bumping into him, and others not paying him any mind. He bit his lips nervously. One hand pocketed into his blue bomber jacket, while the other held the phone up to his ear. 

“I can’t make it-” You began.

“What the hell do you mean you can’t make it?” Corey’s eyes widened. “We’ve been talking about seeing this movie for weeks now!”

“I’m held up in my cell at the moment.” You fiddled with a lose string from your stuffed animal in front of you.

“You got arrested?” You moved the phone from your ear as Corey practically yelled into it.

“No...” You sighed heavily. “It’s much worse, I fear. I got grounded.” 

“What- Oh shit!” Corey finally dawned onto your words. “Seriously?” He complained. “They do know you're an adult now, right?”

“Corey I don’t think they seem to grasp the concept.” You dejected. You ran a hand down your face. “Anyway, I can’t go.” You trailed off. You shook your head. You felt incredibly stupid.

“What’d they take this time?” Corey looked down at his shoes.

“M-My laptop. All my shits on there Corey.” Your voice broke. “It’s not fucking fair. It’s like they have this—-this need to constantly try to control my life. Have me by the collar or some shit. I’m so done with them!”

“I’ll be over in a bit okay.”

“What?”

“Yeah. Just give me a few. I have to make a quick stop first, though.”

“Wait no Corey—-bitch I’m grounded!” You tried reasoning, but the call ended before you could attempt to do so. “Hello…Corey?” You pulled the phone back now seeing your lock screen picture of you and him. His lips squished against your cheek while the crinkles in your eyes were visible. Your smile lopsided as you thumbed over his stupid face. You flipped back onto the bed as you waited for him to arrive.

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You didn’t know how long you had been scrolling through your phone until the melodious thuds against the window glass grabbed your attention. You shot up into a sitting position. Your eyes falling onto Corey sheepishly smiling at you. His backpack on his back and his glasses slightly sliding to the tip of his nose. He pushed them back up when you walked over to unlock it and provide him entry into your bedroom.

“Nothing to fear, your favorite person is here.” He smiled your way. A smirk painting his face.

“Debatable.” You snickered at him. Leaning forward to get closer to his face.

“Indisputable.” He shot back.

“Disputable.” You couldn’t fight back the smile on your face.

“Alright stupid, you gonna let me in or are we gonna settle to see who has a bigger vocabulary?” Corey let out a breathy laugh. You gave in and stood back as he not so smoothly made his way inside. You groaned as you practically dragged him through your window. The swing of his long legs knocking over something on one of your dresses by the window. You winced as the item fell with a loud thud. Cursing at him to keep quiet. He groaned once he stood tall. He set his bag down at the edge of your bed then turned his whole face to you. Before you knew it his arms had wrapped around your shoulders pulling you into his chest. Your voice muffled as he pressed your face into his chest, but he let up to allow you to relax in his grasp. You breathed in his cologne for a bit, letting yourself get familiar with the scent once again before you finally let your hands slide over his waist and rest on his lower back. He smelled like home. He felt like home.

“Turn that frown….upside down.” He sing-songed into the side of your face. He pressed a kiss to your temple before pulling back and dragging you over to your bed. “I come bearing gifts, peaches.”

“Is it my laptop?” You pouted, falling down onto the mattress.

“Well…” You perked up and sat up. You gasp seeing him pull out your silver device.

“No fucking way. Corey, are you serious?” You hit him watching his face contort into pain. “Oh my fucking god!” You exclaimed. Throwing yourself over him and peppering his cheeks with your apple flavored lips. “How did you—“

“Yeah your mom saw me pass her window. She stopped me before I made my way over.” Corey grimaced up at you.

“Unbelievable. She’s trying to butter me up.” You scoffed when you took the device and walked it over to your desk. “But thanks, I owe you.” You had gently gripped his chin and pressed your lips to his cheek again. Your hand lingers before pulling away. “So is that all you brought with you or is that it?” You gestured to his bag.

“How dare you assume otherwise.” He looked offended. Then he pulls out a take out bag from your favorite place to eat. You gawked at the food, hearing your stomach growl, then looked back at Corey.

Corey, Corey, Corey.

“If you’re still single by the time you’re thirty, I’ll fucking marry you, Corey. I’ll have your babies despite not wanting children.” You took the food from him after a kiss to his cheek again. “To hell with your mom too. I will!”

“Yeah…is that a promise?” He couldn’t help a small tinge in his heart. He honestly would love nothing more. You stopped mid phase of opening the box. You looked up at him, to see him waiting for your response patiently. Your heart skipped. He looked more relaxed than usual. His chest was open to you. He had leaned in closer to engage with you more. What was happening right now? Your eyes relaxed. You weren’t stupid, even though you tended to act as though, to save yourself from confrontation. You couldn’t with Corey though. That’s not how this dynamic of yours worked. You told each other everything. You both were extremely comfortable with one another and extremely affectionate. He was your person and you his. You’d want nothing more than a lifetime with him. An eternity if it was possible.

“You know what—-yeah. It’s a fucking promise.” You set the food down and leaned forward offering up your pinky to him. Corey was at loss for words now. He stared down at your pinky, then back up to you. “Well don’t leave me hanging.” You half heartedly laughed.

Your laugh died out when he reached forward to cup your face. His lips were the next surprise as they pressed against yours. You let out a meek noise of surprise before you settled into the kiss and let your lips move against his. You had closed your eyes to dwell in the moment. You breathed in and out heavily through your nose as he squeezed your hips, pulling you onto his jean clad lap. Thighs on each side of him. You pushed him back slightly, in need of oxygen. Corey’s chest rose and fell heavily as he tried to catch his breath. His forehead fell against yours. You felt the movement of his head. Shaking his head no.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized.

“You’re sorry?” You questioned.

“N-Not about the kiss…I just—-I don’t want to wait that long to be with you.” Corey licked his lips before continuing. “I’ve loved you since middle school, and I have loved you since high school, but I don’t think I can make it through college.“ He let out a breathy laugh. You smiled back.

“You’ve loved me for that long?” Your nose scrunched up. Your eyes doe and your head tilting at the thought. Your heart yearned and longed.

“I’ve always loved you.” He corrected you. “Loving you never had a limit.“

“Yeah?” Your voice came out breathy.

“Yeah!” He exclaimed happily. It was such an overwhelming feeling of relief and joy…and love. You leaned in and pecked his lips sweetly.

“I cannot believe my mom saw you.” You laughed. “You suck ass at sneaking around.”

“Yea I know…” Corey closed his eyes in defeat. “Your dad did too by the way. He waved at me.”

“He waved at you?” You looked at him incredulously.

“He waved at me. I was scared.” Corey laughed. He kept on rambling. You and him continued to laugh and enjoy each other's company for the rest of the night.

[spacenintendogs]

Hi! I love your art and I’m so curious to know what your art process is like!

i've been trying to figure out how to answer this & i've honestly realized that my process is a mess LOLOL i did record myself!!! drawing fishlegs bc he is the fave & easiest for me to draw! i hope everything i explain under the read more makes sense!!

it took me over 44 minutes to draw & the screen recording in the art program i use (autodesk sketchbook) brought it down to about 7 minutes and 25 seconds. i didn't wanna speed it up even more bc it'd be way too fast & jarring i think but!! i've uploaded the video to youtube (with some animal crossing music <3)!! i will still try to explain what i did here tho!!

my initial sketches are EXTREMELY loose! i start with the head by drawing a circle & extending past it for the chin of the character & proceed to do the nose, eyes, & mouth!! hair is next, but if there's a helmet i need to draw, i'll do that before the hair!! then i'll do the body starting from the shoulders & going down!! for the hands i just do circles/a general shape! no details!!

the sketch layer is a layer of black for the brush color with with lower opacity

i immediately do lines on top with the same brush but with black at full opacity on the kayer above!! this time i actually take my time to be more careful with details BUT i am still very sketchy & if smth isn't 100% accurate after i try a few times, i leave it be! hands however...

i almost always end up taking a photo of my hands using the front facing camera set to a 5 second timer on my phone! i also draw using my phone so it's literally having everything i need all in one place lol!! i do trace my own hands but obv i adjust based on what i'm drawing!! fish's hands are def gonna be wider than mine!!

NOW for color i color pick directly from screenshots!! however i use it mostly for flats & then pick my own for shading!! let's focus on the flats for now!! i start with the skin always!! the skin is going to have color layers above and below it, so it's easier for me to see where everything else will go if i've got the skin all settled. here you can see my color layers!! these are ALL flats!!

shading & lighting i don't rlly... focus on being accurate 100% but i try to do it based on where a shadow would absolutely be/to give the appearance of some type of depth (my art is very flat either way tho!) like where his lower hand is cupping i'll shade but leave the top of the upper hand unshaded for the most part! i lay out everything in a multiply layer first (can be any color u want based on the vibe u want!!) & then use a smudge tool to blend it out!! same goes for the lighting layer!!!

my art overall is a lot of scribbling big lines & curves then using the lineart to do the same but slowly make adjustments until it looks acceptable to me. it's SO much erasing & reshaping & i always have sketch lines everywhere but i like how it looks. it looks like i drew it, u know? plus the httyd books art style is a HUGE inspiration to me, at my core. i didn't even realize it was until ppl on here pointed it out :') i also enjoy drawing fast & moving on!! which is just smth i've trained myself to do since my star fox days (the reason i draw in the first place!!)

thank u!!!! i hope this made sense!!

[invisibleraven]

showing each other their favourite places in the city for any part of the GPP

Reggie was almost buzzing with excitement as the plane taxied down the runway. Then startled as Kayla reached over and squeezed his hand, giving him a reassuring smile.

"You okay honey britches?' she asked teasingly.

Reggie giggled, then took a breath. "Excited mostly. I can't wait for you all to meet MeeMaw and see the place where I grew up."

"We can't wait to see it either," Carrie said from her place next to the window. "Are you sure your grandmother will okay with the whole su thing?"

"She knows I'm in a relationship with all of you," Reggie replied. "She's cool with it. She lived it up in the time of free love, and all she wants is for me to be happy and to feed everyone who visits their wait in peaches."

"I love peaches!" Willie exclaimed from across the aisle. "You think I could scale a tree and get some?"

"Only if you wanna break your neck," Alex snarked.

"I'd be more worried about him trying to smuggle a farm animal home," Luke joked.

"No stealing MeeMaw's chickens!" Julie admonished.

Willie shuddered at that. "Yeah, no worries there. Me and poultry have never gotten along. I prefer cows."

"Then I'll have to introduce you to Mildred," Reggie said.

Eventually they were able to de-plane, gathering their baggage and then Reggie saw MeeMaw, running into her arms, swinging her around.

"Reginald put me down!" she said, laughing the whole time. "You're gonna break my old bones!"

"Hush you," Reggie replied as he set her down, smiling at her, trying not to notice who many more wrinkles he could see, or how much taller he was than her now-it had been far too many years since he came back. "Missed you MeeMaw."

"Missed you too sugar plum," she said, stroking his cheek. "Now introduce me to your crew."

Every one of them got introduced to her, and she was able to recall their names and anecdotes about them as she embraced them, insisting they call her MeeMaw, or at least Chavalah instead of Mrs. Curtis. Before too long she had them bundled into a large van she had borrowed from Mr. Abernathy down the way and was driving them back to the farm.

The whole way Reggie pointed out little places in town he had loved-the sweet shop that always snuck him goodies in exchange for milk or eggs from the farm. The single screen movie theatre that he had seen a million showings of Star Wars in. The clothing store that sold him his first pair of chaps and his embarrassment when he found out he had to put them on over pants.

"Can we get cowboy hats?" Flynn asked. "And boots?"

"Of course we can my little fashionista," Reggie cooed. "Though they'll be in a neutral tone, so you may have to bedazzle yours to make them worthy of your fabulousness."

"That sounds like a fun challenge," Flynn replied.

Soon enough the farm came into view, the lot of them taking in the majestic windmill, the sprawling fields, the roaming animals. Pops was standing on the porch, leaning on his cane a bit heavily for Reggie's taste bit his smile-warm and bright and just like his own-made those worries melt away.

"Now some of you will have to bunk together," MeeMaw said as she dished up supper that night. "But I reckon none of you have a problem with that."

The eight of them giggled and assured them they didn't. Eagerly eating the meal-full of homemade bread, farm grown veggies, and fish that Pops had caught the day before. Plus hefty glasses of lemonade and a peach cobbler for dessert that got demolished in seconds.

The next few days were full of Reggie showing off his favourite spots-trees he loved to climb, the hayloft that he hid in to write music, the horses that let him ride all over the county-though only a few of his partners were willing to join him in the saddle.

He showed them the swimming hole leading to a fun afternoon of skinny dipping and a naked picnic in the shade of the nearby willow tree. The place sin town that he had missed on the way in-the small temple he went to every Sabbath, the small general store with penny candy and a soda fountain. The park that he enjoyed many a sunny afternoon at.

Everyone found it enchanting-loving the slower pace of life, helping out in certain ways at the farm, the quaint nature of life here. Willie delighted in helping make desserts with MeeMaw who promised to load him up with peaches. Pops showing Kayla and Flynn how to play spoons, the jug, and the washboard just for fun. Alex enjoying a nap or three in the hammock in the back, feeling his worries melt away as the gentle breeze swayed him to sleep with a barnyard cat curled up in his arms.

Luke played for them every night, even indulging Reggie in a few folk tunes, which made MeeMaw beam. The rest of them indulging in star gazing and firefly catching at their leisure as the soft melodies rang out over the fields. Carrie and Julie took to riding like naturals, loving riding the day away, and Reggie tried to spend time with all of them and his grandparents, feeling more at home-more himself-than he had in awhile.

"I don't wanna go," he confessed to Julie that night. "I love it here and miss it so much when I go."

"We can always come back cariño," Julie assured him.

"I don't think any of us will object," Luke added as he entered the room, towelling his hair dry. "We all love it here. Honestly I'd be cool with us coming back here for the holidays or after our next tour."

"And your grandparents can always come visit us in LA," Julie stated.

"That sounds good," Reggie replied. Snuggling in and letting himself drift off, knowing that while his home lay with his loves, now this place that had been his place for so long now held a piece of their hearts as well.

[4evasummer]

" last online: 15/11/2011 " (itto)

plot: you and itto were online friends back in the day where games like club penguin and wizard 101 were very popular, and always played and talked together online. however, one day you've never heard from him again.

notes: setting is modern au around 2009-2011 alongside present day. also i'm writing this at almost 3am help

content warning: angst, dialouge that screams early 2010s

~ 23/4/2010 (3:35am)

xxTheOneAndOnixx: hey there! wanna play some club penguin? :3 angelofdarkness1995: sure! but before that i need to show you my new hairstyle xD!!!! hint: it's what we talked about last week!!

xxTheOneAndOnixx: lemme see lemme see!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!!111!!!!1!1 *angelofdarkness1995 sent an image* xxTheOneAndOnixx: WOW. that cut is so dope!!!!!!111!!!1! 0_o HOW DID YOU DO THAT????

angelofdarkness1995: had my big sis help me out :p. it was messy but worth it ;)

~ 1/6/2010 (12:04 am) angelofdarkness1995: HAPPY BDAY BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

xxTheOneAndOnixx: thx!!!!!!!

angelofdarkness1995: i made you a lil shoutout video on youtube!! it has your favourite song in it!

xxTheOneAndOnIxx: now this is what i'm talking about!!! this video is fire!!!!!!!!!!!!!

angelofdarkness1995: omg tysm itto!!!! took me almost whole day to make it tho 0_o!

xxTheOneAndOnixx: hey, hey! there's no need!! let'z go play some moviestarplanet!!! i need to show off my new wardrobe to you ^^ angelofdarkness: YESH LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

~ 12/9/2010 (3:30 pm)

xxTheOneAndOnixx: srry i've been inactive for a while :<. i had to move to a new town and i ended up breaking my computer in the process ;; angelofdarkness1995: is okay! a ton of stuff has happened lately! have you heard that the shogun just created a myspace account? :0

xxTheOneAndOnixx: REALLY??????!!?!?!?!!?!? THAT'S NUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

looking at older messages gives me comfort, despite the second hand embarassment. but the real thing is...why does time have to change? i looked at the last post itto sent in that forum we posted in everyday. it was a blingee of an anime girl dressed in emo clothing, captioned, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I GOT SCAMMED IN CLUB PENGUIN FOR THE 7TH TIME THIS YEAR :((((((((!!!11!!!! SOME1 HELP ME :((((((" many users responded to his post, asking him how it happened and offered solutions to rectify the issue. others made fun of him for his gullibility.

the cursor on the screen seemed to lead itself to the chatrooms, and clicked the chatroom between myself and itto. i read the latest messages we exchanged. ~15/11/2011 (9:00pm) xxTheOneAndOnixx: wow that mario kart sesh was hella dope 0_0! how do you have such insane drifting skillz???

angelofdarkness: it was blood, sweat and tears lol?\. xxTheOneAndOnixx: welp grandma is calling me down for dinner. see ya later alligator :3 angelofdarkness: see ya! :p last online: 15/11/2011 "i wonder where he is now" i ask myself as i open twitter and create a thread regarding itto's whereabouts.

welp that was my first tumblr fanfic ever. if you read this thanks so much and consider reblogging, liking and following! it's very appreciated :3!

[yes-divine-ruler]

Boy Next Door

Part 6: Was That Okay?

pairing: alex (adult world) x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Words: 1718

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The loud, piercing ringing from a phone woke me up. I opened one eye, and then both and then turned to see what had me tied down to the couch in a tangled mess. Alex, not awoken from the phone, lay with his hair over his eyes, his mouth parted, soft breaths escaping his sweet lips. It took me a while to snap out of my gaze, but I quickly looked down at our bodies, suddenly terrified that we'd had sex last night, to see that we were both fully dressed.

I let out a sigh of relief before tugging his arm away from my waist and sitting up, reaching over to my phone and looking down at the lock screen. I had 3 missed calls from Sophie, and a few messages saying she was outside my apartment and if I didn't answer soon she'd call the police.

I got up suddenly, totally forgetting that we'd planned to hang out today, and thought for a moment about what I should do. Then I realised that it didn't matter what I did, and I walked towards Alex's front door and opened it, sticking my head out into the hallway.

Sophie was sitting with her back against my own front door, immersed in her phone until she noticed me and looked up. Her eyes went wide for a second, I guess registering the fact that I'd just came from within Alex's apartment and not my own. I knew how it looked, but Sophie knew me, and she knew I didn't just sleep with anyone.

"Oh hello there sleeping beauty," her lips curled in a devious smirk as she got up from the floor and padded over to Alex's apartment.

"Hey Soph, sorry I didn't get your calls," I replied sheepishly, as she stood in front of me, trying to peer into Alex's apartment from behind me.

"That's okay I see you were busy," she says, pushing passed me and entering Alex's grungy apartment.

"I-" I didn't know what to say to that, and instead decided to close the door behind me and follow her inside.

Alex moved on the couch, stretching his arms above his head, revealing his v line and a few inches of his lower stomach. Then his eyes opened, and he rubbed them with the backs of his hands before letting out a yawn. He sat up, his eyes narrowed at the two girls standing in front of him in his living room, observing him like a zoo animal.

"Good morning?" He said questioningly, "what time is it?"

"It's like 12," Sophie replied, picking up the bong from the table and eyeing it suspiciously. She then turned to me, and it clicked what had happened last night.

"Y/N… did you smoke pot?" She asked me, her tone laced with surprise and slight disappointment.

I nodded sheepishly, fiddling with the hem of my sweater as she put the bong back down on the table.

"Sick invite guys," she scoffed, finally sitting down next to Alex on the couch and crossing her legs.

"Uh-" Alex looked up at me, his eyebrows furrowed, probably wondering what the hell Sophie was doing in his apartment. It wasn't the sweet wake up I'm sure he was expecting.

"You guys are acting so weird, did you fuck too?" Sophie blurts out, my cheeks suddenly red with embarrassment from the vulgar question. Alex just looked at her dumbfounded, before shaking his head.

"If we did then I didn't know about it," he jokes, getting up from the couch next to her and rounding the living room to go to the kitchen. He filled his coffee pot and then switched it on to heat up.

"So what are we doing today then?" Sophie asks, staring back down at her phone and typing out a message as Alex and I looked at each other again. I was almost sad she was here, as mean as that sounded, because I had a lot to talk about with Alex.

"Dunno, I wanna shower and freshen up though," Alex says, scratching the back of his head. That must've been our cue to leave.

"Need help?" Sophie asks, turning to Alex who just laughed.

"Let's go Soph," I said, watching as she stands up and follows me to the front door.

"I'll knock on your door when I'm done?" Alex asks me, and I just nod my head.

We exit Alex's apartment, and I fumble for my keys in my pocket before finally pulling them out to unlock the door. Sophie retreats to my couch, sitting down and propping her feet up on the coffee table.

"Why is there shit everywhere? Did you guys like- have a date last night?" She asks, referring to the empty packets of crisps, the dishes in the sink and the food on the kitchen counter.

"Yeah- I mean no- we just hung out," I said simply, starting to wonder around the apartment and pick up any pieces of trash.

"if you just hung out why wasn't I invited? Do you like him or something?" Sophie sounded upset, like we were purposely excluding her, which I guess we were but last night was unintentional. How do I say I just wanted to hang out with Alex without you, is that such a big deal. without sounding like a horrible person?

"I dont know it just happened, it was late," I lied, pushing up the dishes off the dining table and popping them in the sink.

"I might shower too, is that alright?" I asked, trying to change the subject. She just nodded quietly, as I left her to shower.

The warm water of the shower relieved any tension and let me reflect on my thoughts and feelings. I don't think I can deny it any longer, I had an inevitable crush on Alex, and I hated to see Sophie try and wedge herself between us. Although now, I knew he didn't fancy her, but I didn't know whether he fancied me either, or if we were just friends. Either way, it would be hard for anything to happen, and I wasn't sure if I wanted anything to happen. The thought of a relationship shook me to my core.

Once I was dried, dressed and cleaned my teeth I was back out in the living room to see Alex sat next to Sophie on the couch.

"Y/N! Hey," Alex greeted me, sending me an adoring dimpled smile as I waved back at him. He seriously made my heart flutter.

"We were just talking about how high you got last night from one bowl," Alex snickers, and of course Sophie follows.

"Yeah yeah, can't blame me, it was my first time," I groan, sitting on the couch opposite the two of them.

"Today, we should.." Alex started, looking between Sophie and I for an answer.

"Have a party," Sophie said, making my eyes widen. Sophie was known for her crazy house parties, and I wasn't about to have one today in my apartment.

"Great idea," Alex agreed, looking over to me for my confirmation. I shook my head, "hold on, no one's having a party here, it's also a Monday, who would come to a party?" I tried to reason.

"She's got a point," Alex agrees, "normal people have work tomorrow."

"Come on guys don't be boring I'm literally planning it as we speak," Sophie says and my eyes go wide.

"Fine we'll have it at mine then," Sophie says, with a small groan.

I sigh in relief that she's taken the burden off me, but I'm still nervous at the fact that there's a party going to be held and I'm expected to attend. Sophie's other friends were all like she was, crazy.

"Okay I'm going home to get ready, I'm expecting you guys there at 7," Sophie stands from the couch, and goes over to the front door.

"Bye my loves," she says, waving at us both and leaving my apartment.

Alex and I just stare at each-other when the door closes, not a word escaping his mouth as he bites down on his bottom lip. I blush at his intense gaze, and he stands up off the couch to approach me. He sits next to me.

"So, um last night? Was that okay?" He asks, and I wasn't sure whether he meant the smoking pot part, the spiel on my life I gave him or waking up tangled with him on the couch.

"Yeah, it was, thank you," I said, and I meant it.

"I really enjoy spending time with you Y/N," he said bravely, sitting up from slouching against the back rest and shuffling towards me, so our knees were touching.

My breath hitched in my throat as I noticed how close he was.

"Me too Alex," I replied with a small gulp, feeling his warm minty breath fan my face as he got closer.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked, but it was barely audible, and I wasn't sure if he said it or I was imagining it.

I just stared at him as he leaned in closer, and then our lips touched, and I felt like my heart exploded. It had been a long time since I let someone kiss me, but Alex, oh my god, all I thought about was him kissing me.

His hand laid gently on my thigh as I tilted my head, deepening the kiss. His other hand cupped my cheek and then I pulled away.

"Oh shit," Alex said with a small laugh, I just averted eye contact by looking down at my hands.

"I'm- I think I, I have stuff to do today Alex," I don't know what was wrong with me, but I suddenly felt sick.

"Oh," he said, quickly getting up off the couch, "yeah of course um, I'll see you later though?" He asked hopefully.

"Yeah, I'll come by when I'm ready," I said, offering him a small smile.

"Okay, I'm- okay. Y/N, was that okay? Shit, I'm an idiot, okay- I'll see you later," before I could reply, Alex had sped walked to the door and closed it behind him.

I groaned, my lips still tingling from the remarkable kiss we shared, and how stupid I sounded messing it up.

[itskenickie]

y’all need to watch vinland saga right now and here’s why (spoilers for s2 under the cut):

I just finished watching Vinland Saga season 2, and I am sobbing. Honestly, the people who are saying season 2 is bad don't understand that not every anime, not every tv show, not every movie, not every piece of media that you consume needs to be fast paced and action packed.

Season 2, honestly, just shows you the aftermath of everything major that happens. In other manga, they don’t explore the aftermath of those major events, at least, not in detail. They just briefly summarize what the characters are doing and then end it. But, in Vinland Saga season 2, Makoto Yukimura is like, no. This is what happens to people because of war. Some people who are not involved in war end up dying. Some people become slaves because of war. Some warriors end up being plagued by their guilt. Others, they're very indifferent to war, and they still continue to fight despite the amount of bodies lying by their feet. And some, they just don't care. They just love the blood shed– warriors, women, the elderly, they don't care. They just wanna spill blood. Sure, season 2 doesn’t have as much action as season 1 but it’s still there. it's just that it’s placed really nicely throughout the show.

And, I have to say, Thorfinn ends up having one of the best character developments I have ever seen. The way the author took the time to show us Thorfinn who is driven by revenge and hatred, ends up killing thousands of people in the span of 11 years being haunted by guilt and the ghost of the people that he killed. We get to see him turn from a warrior to someone who is a pacifist. He went from a six year old boy, believing that he had enemies, ignoring his dad’s wisdom, to a vengeful seeking machine to a pacifist who literally Ulf and his men, I have no enemies. Literally, that transformation is just so beautifully well written.

As for the side characters, they were all just so incredibly well written. We learn about their backstories, understanding the hell that they've been through. Almost everyone had the opportunity to tell their story. Sometimes I'm just like, oh my God! Snake and Gardar are so attractive. They're so manly. And then the next 2 seconds, I'm crying my eyes out because of the events that took place afterwards. There were characters who pissed me off, I couldn’t stand seeing them on the screen. Then I see a character who is kind, decent, generous, turn into the most vile individual on earth. And I’m blown away because, how, how do you do this? How do you write such realistic characters? How do you like side characters or minor characters shine and stand out?

The people who are hating on season 2 did not understand the point of the show or the point of the story at all. Vinland saga is not about some little boy who goes to war and he fights his enemies because it's so cool. In my opinion, It was never about that. The whole plot of the story was that war is bad, and people were desperately trying to escape that, and they want to live in a peaceful world. That was the story. That was the whole point of Vinland Saga.

That's why it is called Vinland. It is about a land that is located far west, across the sea, it’s warm and fertile. A faraway land, where neither slave traders nor the flames of war reach. That's Vinland. And Thorfinn wants to go there, and he wants to take people like him who are done with war, people who have suffered because of war, people who have been victims of war even though they had nothing to do with it at all. He wants to take all those people and take them to Vinland, and live a life there. And his ultimate rule in order to go to Vinland is that he will not fight. He will not spill or shed blood ever again. He learned that violence is never the answer. That scene where Thorfinn took 100 punches so he can see Canute was so impactful to me. When he told Ulf that there was no reason for Thorfinn to fight, that he had met all of them for the first time that day so he doesn’t hate them. Him ending that speech with, how can I negotiate peace with violence was so beautiful.I admit I used to hate Thorfinn in season 1 because I mistakenly blamed him for everything but he was just a six year old boy. Season 2 reminded me of that. It made me love and appreciate his character so much more, especially when you see how he grew.

Best of all, I’m so glad MAPPA remained true to Studio Wit’s style. I was so worried they would ruin the animation but they proved me wrong.

My only complaint is that we don’t know much about Snake’s backstory. I’m hoping that when I read the manga, there’s more of him and we learn who he really is.

Anyways, TLDR: Vinland Saga is a criminally underrated manga and anime. Season 2 imo was incredible. It is also safe to say that Vinland Saga is my number 1 favorite anime.