#sorry this took a while to do asdfghjkl

[cxpperhead]

"You'll be surprised how bad I can hurt you if you try anything stupid."

He's not kidding. There's a dull crack as Copperhead realigns his lower jaw, snapping it back into place after a punch or three had dislocated it. A quick yawn ensures nothing had been permanently damaged but he does not attempt to bite the man again. Had Copperhead been born an ordinary human, he had no trouble believing he'd be nursing a broken jaw right about now, and understood this was no ordinary foe he was dealing with. "So I can imagine. You must be the one they call the Punisher." He responds calmly, eyeing the iconic skull emblazoned across the other man's chest. Copperhead supposes he should be grateful all he's gotten so far is a punch to the face - the things he'd heard about this man and what he did to his enemies could turn anybody's blood cold. Still, that didn't mean he'd simply give in. Copperhead had a job to do and couldn't afford to waste precious time and energy playing cat and mouse with the vigilante when a contract was still alive. The end of his tail gropes around blindly, slitted eyes fixated on that of his foe's while the end of his tail slowly wraps around the leg of a nearby wooden chair.

"But you must understand I've got no quarrel with you. You've got bigger fish to catch in this city." Copperhead remarks before the chair goes flying, in an attempt at forcing an opening between himself, Frank Castle and the closest exit.

[the-priestess-of-dawn]

I went looking and couldn't find any record of me ever actually posting this on tumblr, oops, but a couple years back I wrote this thread on twitter about how Emmeryn's sacrifice absolutely is not supposed to teach Chrom (or Robin, for that matter) that "sacrifice is necessary" or anything like that and mmmm for reasons I am getting Upset about it again so asdfghjkl I'll actually share the Rant with my tumblr followers this time.

[rae-writes]

for you!

om x reader; Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Belphie

wc : 1k

warnings : none

synopsis : the boys feel like you’ve been ignoring/avoiding them cause you’ve been working so much, but really, you’ve just been working to buy them a lil somethin somethin 

a/n : giving gifts is one of my favorite things in the world asdfghjkl the feelings are just so nice

Lucifer 

His expression is carefully molded into a lazy smirk as usual, but you’ve trained yourself to see the small details, and the flicker of shock in his eyes makes you giddy

“This is the fountain tip pen you wanted, remember? I saw you eyeing it that day we went out and I wanted to surprise you! That’s why I took on so many shifts.” 

Lucifer’s smirk shifted, lips parting in a soft ‘o’. “That pen is the most expensive on the market right now- you must’ve worked yourself into the grave nearly. You didn’t have to do this for me.” 

The chuckle you let out set his cheeks ablaze

Your hands worked the pen out of its container gently, trailing the end over his gloved hand

“I didn’t have to, no. I wanted to. You’ve been working so hard- I thought it was my time to do something for you for a change.” 

You placed the pen in his hands, leaning up to give him a kiss on the corner of the mouth. “I love you, Lucifer Morningstar.”

He watched you leave his study in silence, feeling the rapid beating of his heart scream at him

Without a second thought, he ran after you and grabbed your wrist, twirling you around to face him. “I love you so much more, Mc.”

Mammon

“H-huh?”

His expression was absolutely priceless, making you beam up at him even brighter, “I said I’m sorry for working so much but it was to get you this, so I don’t feel too bad.”

In your hands was the newest demonix watch model- in 24k gold. Which is to say, it was super fucking expensive

Blue hues darted from the watch to your eyes frantically, “Holy shit.” He took in a deep breath, “Holy. Shit.” 

Your laugh was loud and bubbly, sending him reeling from the amount of fondness in your tone. Carefully, you latched the watch on his wrist, smiling up at him like he was the one that hung the entire solar system 

“Surprise, Mammon!” 

He gasped for stolen breath, fingers twitching until they were crawling up your shirt to press into the skin of your waist

For a moment he couldn’t even speak. All he could manage to do was pull you closer, drink in the way you shivered when the coldness of the watch brushed against you, and crash his lips onto yours 

“I love you. I love you so fucking much, Mc.” 

Levi

In true Levi fashion, he just stands there and stares at you with a bright blush and wide eyes 

“You know you’re cute when you react like that, but can you help me with the box? It’s bigger than I thought it’d be…” 

Eventually you finally get the piece out of the box and jump up and down excitedly

It was a custom made Lord of Shadow’s castle for Henry’s aquarium. The entry ways were big enough to swim in and the inside was all hollowed out for him to move around

“Tada!! I saw it on Devtsy and immediately knew you needed to have it.” 

Levi was speechless as he examined the professional craftsmanship but then he jumped out of his skin, “THIS MUST’VE BEEN SO EXPENSIVE?!” 

You snorted, “why do you think I took on so many shifts these past two weeks?” your arms made themselves at home on his shoulders, “You deserve it. For being my best demon.”

“I-I…” his bottom lip trembled, “I love you, Mc! I love you, I love you, I love you!” 

“I love you too, Levi. Now let’s get this into the tank! Henry looks excited.” 

Satan

You know the blank look cats sometimes have with their eyes all wide? Yeah that was Satan

It made you do a little jiggle in excitement, “They actually had to restore parts of the leather and moonsilver embroidery, so it ended up costing just a biit more- which is why I took on the extra shifts after I said I was done working for a while.”

Satan’s eyes scanned the ancient spellbook - the one he’d been searching for for years - with a small disbelieving laugh bubbling up

His smile of pure joy sent you through the roof, hands squeezing and releasing the book rapidly. Your movement brought his eye down to the corner of the book where his name was engraved- in your handwriting

“Mc…” Almost too quickly for you to keep up with, he’d grabbed the book and set it down, hands now busying themselves with picking you up and spinning you around

You laughed loudly, “So you like it?”

“I love it, Mc.” Satan pulled back to smile at you again, “And I love you.” 

“Yeah?”

With the spellbook now back in his grasp, he waved for you to come sit in his lap, “Yeah.”

Belphie

Normally Belphie’s lack of immediate reaction didn’t bother you, but you were nervous 

“It’s a star fragment -like the Japanese star candy- and it’s made of pure blue opal,” you hoped the shakiness of your hands wasn’t too apparent, “and when you put it on this light pedestal…”

The whole ceiling of the attic burst with stars and constellations; they even shifted and moved as time went by. The whole night sky brought into the room

“Those aren’t Devildom constellations.” The growing smile on his face sent your heart hammering. 

You grasped his hand, moving and pointing, “It’s based on the human world, see? This is the Big Dipper, Orion’s Belt, thaaat right there is the Virgo constellation..”

Belphie spun you around to face him, cheeks tinged a light pink, “You bought this for me?” He chewed on his lip, “T-this must have been…a lot..of money.”

“That’s why I worked for it.” your ‘duh’ tone made him deadpan, sending you into a giggling fit. “Seriously Bel, I loved the entire process of getting this because I love you and I wanted to surprise you. Just seeing your expression right now is worth every grim.”

“I will love you until every constellation is gone from both the Devildom and the Human world.” Belphie pulls you onto the bed, nose brushing against yours, “Lay with me?”

“Always.”

[ro-is-struggling]

Hi!! I was thinking that 6 (song) would go amazingly with Steve like maybe he’s still hung up on Nancy but like reader is in love with him? ASDFGHJKL if you could make this possible I’d dieeeee. Thank you so much

Hi beautiful! thank you so much for participating in the celebration and I'm sorry it took me so long to get to your request, I'm going through stuff lol but despite that I had a great time writing this fic even though it's pure angst with no happy ending. I hope you're ready to cry!

One Last Time || Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You knew Steve was still in love with Nancy, but you didn't care. All you cared about was holding him in your arms one last time. 

Warnings: angst, unrequited love kinda, jealousy, no happy ending

English is not my first language 

Word count: 1700

This fic is part of my 600 followers celeration

Sitting alone at the table with dinner served, your gaze traveled from the clock to the door passing by the phone as you waited for a signal from Steve. You were supposed to have a date. You cooked for him, put on a nice outfit and styled your hair, only to have him stand you up. Again. It wasn't the first time Steve had been late for one of your dates and you knew it wouldn't be the last, not as long as she was still in his life. 

Nancy Wheeler was the reason behind all your problems, fears and insecurities. She was everything you weren't —pretty, smart, charismatic, popular— and even though her relationship with Steve had ended a long time ago, she still held the key to his heart. He was still in love with her and it seemed there was nothing you could do to change that. No matter how hard you tried to push her out of his heart, to replace her, it was all in vain. He would never look at you the way he looked at her.

Of course Steve wouldn't admit that out loud. When he was with you he would shower you with gifts and compliments, telling you how happy he was to have you by his side and how he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. But you knew those were half-truths. He did love you, but not like he loved Nancy. You didn't need to hear him say it to know it, you could sense it in his kisses and the way he looked at you. That special sparkle in his eyes when he looked at her disappeared when he turned his gaze to you. 

You were his consolation prize, his second choice. He was with you because he couldn't be with her, you knew that from your first date. You knew he didn't love you but still you stayed by his side, keeping the naive illusion that someday things would change. You hoped you could make him fall in love with you over time, show him that he had nothing to miss about his relationship with Nancy. Unlike her, you did love him and you hoped that would be enough to make him forget about her.

Still, your relationship wasn't terrible. Most of the time you didn't even remember Nancy and all that she entailed since Steve didn't mention her very often. All of your friends agreed that you were a wonderful couple. You two loved each other and spent most of your free time together. Steve loved to take you on dates and give you gifts, although your favorite times with him were when you would lie on the couch and watch a movie cuddling, enjoying each other's warmth and company. You forgot all your worries when he wrapped his arms around you and held you close to his body, finding peace in the soft sound of his heart beating against his chest. The world around you ceased to exist in those moments, there were no fears or insecurities, just you and Steve.

The memory of those moments was what made situations like the one you were going through now more tolerable. You knew that Steve was with her while you were saving the leftovers from the dinner you had worked so hard to prepare. You knew that Nancy was once again the reason your boyfriend missed one of your dates, but you also knew that she didn't love him, not like you did. They didn't share those special moments you had. She didn't hug him tightly or talk to him as lovingly as you did. She didn't hold him at night, stroking his hair tenderly until he fell asleep in your arms. She didn't leave a little bit of her heart in every single thing she did for him. You did all those things. You and only you. Steve was dating you and not her. Nancy might still hold the key to his heart, but it was only a matter of time before she lost it to you.

When the phone rang you rushed to pick it up, hoping to hear your boyfriend's voice on the other end of the line. You smiled when you discovered that it was indeed him, momentarily forgetting all the pain you felt as you listened to his voice.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, I lost track of time." Steve apologized, sounding genuinely sorry. "I promise I'll make it up to you."

You were ready to forgive him and forget the whole thing, like you used to do when these things happened, but then you heard her voice in the background and jealousy took over you again. Nancy laughed in the distance, happy, while you climbed the walls of your house imagining what Steve could be doing with her for so long. It felt like she was taunting you, like she knew you were being killed slowly by uncertainty and it amused her. Your jealousy-blinded mind felt attacked by her, further aggravating your temper. 

"It's fine," you said in a dry tone that denoted the complete opposite of your words. "Just get home soon."

He told you he loved you before he cut the call short, but you were too hurt and angry at the time for his words to soften your heart. You dropped onto the couch, defeated by the storm of conflicting emotions swirling inside you. You didn't know what to do, what voice to listen to. You loved Steve, but you honestly didn't know how much longer you could go on like this, missing him even when he was by your side, dreading every time she was near, competing for his heart.

You knew that he didn't love you yet, you could live with it as long as there was a possible future for you. You needed to know that all the effort you were making now was not in vain, that you had a chance at happiness. You needed Steve to assure you that he wasn't going to leave you for Nancy at any time. You were willing to keep working on your relationship, to bet on a future together if he was too. You wanted to think that you knew he did, that asking him something like that was silly since it was obvious that Steve wanted to be with you, but the truth was that you didn't. You knew he loved you and was happy with you, but you weren't sure he was as invested in his relationship as you were. And you needed to make sure you weren't wasting your time with him. You needed to know if Steve wanted to put his past with Nancy behind him, because nothing you did would matter if he wasn't willing to forget her.

So in the heat of the moment you decided to give him an ultimatum. Steve would have to choose between Nancy or you because you couldn't go on living in doubt. Jealousy and uncertainty were eating you up inside at all hours, slowly transforming you into a version of you that you didn't recognize. You didn't want to let your insecurities get the best of you, it was time to do something about it. 

You had to put an end to your suffering, even if it meant ending your relationship with Steve. You knew it would hurt if he rejected you, but at this point you were convinced that anything was better than the damn uncertainty. 

Part of you felt bad about your decision, thinking it was unfair of you to attack Steve with an ultimatum like that. But it was also unfair to live the way you did, so you tried your best to stick to your decision. You paced back and forth as you waited for your boyfriend to arrive, your mind full of fake scenarios about what might happen. You tried to stay calm, to not let your nerves get the better of you as you imagined the worst outcome, ignoring the voice in your mind that told you this was a bad idea. You decided to focus on what you would say to him, planning your words carefully so as not to sound too harsh but still remain firm. You wanted Steve to know that you meant business without coming across as overbearing since you understood that this was a difficult situation for him as well. 

You had your speech all prepared by the time you felt the sound of the door. You jumped to your feet, approaching the entrance to greet Steve as you went over the words you had prepared over and over in your mind. ‘Stay strong, you got this' a voice in your head encouraged you, trying to calm the nerves storming inside you as the door slowly opened, revealing your boyfriend on the other side.

You tried to stand your ground, but all your anger disappeared as soon as you saw the remorseful puppy expression on Steve's face. He was looking at you with guilt in his big brown eyes and a pout on his lips, hiding part of his face behind a bouquet of red roses. He looked adorable, enough to make you forget all the words you had been memorizing for the last half hour. 

"I'm so sorry, baby. I know you had a big date planned and I fucked it up, I'm sorry." Steve apologized, the regret clear in his voice. Suddenly, the anger and jealousy you felt minutes before was replaced by fear. Fear of losing him. Fear of never hearing him call you 'baby' again. Fear of never feeling his lips on yours or his arms around your body again. You couldn't lose him, not now when he looked so adorable and apologetic, willing to do anything to make up for his mistake.

"It's fine," you said, letting out a sigh, taking the flowers he offered you and bringing them to your nose to smell the scent.

"I love you," he declared, taking your face in his hands and joining your lips in a kiss. You knew his words were not true, not entirely at least, but you decided to ignore him for the moment, allowing yourself to get lost in the kiss. You decided then that you would let the fantasy continue for one more night. You could talk to him about your feelings in the morning, but right now you didn't want to fight. All you wanted was to hold Steve in your arms as you slept for one last time.

[clockworkcheetah]

actualtimeloop for WIP Wednesday, please!

"How do you-?" Farah stares at him. "How do you know what we even have?" "Just… trust me." They're all looking at him like he's insane. He himself relates.

sorry it took a while to get to this this wip is slightly unnerving to write for sometimes asdfghjkl;

[izupie]

💋, ⛔️, and 🍦.

Thank youuuuu for the ask!!! This took a million years to reply to and I'm sorryyyy !!

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

OH! this is a good question. I was literally thinking about this a few days ago. I was going to make a poll about it lmao

I kind of hate to write them,,, because I feel so much pressure to get the balance of emotions and imagery and The Moment perfect and somehow still keep everyone in-character. To me it feels virtually impossible to spin that many plates and nail them all. I can never quite write it in a satisfying way (to me)

I just can't reach that perfect balance of all the elements together that make a great written first kiss !! Elusive cryptid I will find you one day.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

I have a long list of fics I abandoned, but not necessarily scrapped.

Like, I orphan off a lot of my old stuff, which is usually the result of starting a fic while I'm in a certain fandom, and then falling out of the fandom before I've finished it. oops. I can't bring myself to work on something I'm not actively hyperfixating on invested in, so the poor fic just gathers dust and is abandoned to live in WIP Hell forever. I'm sorry unfinished fics !!

As for scrapped, I very rarely delete a work. I've only ever done it once I think? It was a fantasy Izuocha AU that I wanted to rework into something original, so I removed it from existence before I finished it lmao

But yeah, there are a lot of unfinished fics living in my notebooks honestly ahahaaaaa

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

So I've had a flick through my AO3 and remembered this thing - definitely this one: Green's Your Colour

No contest.

It was one of the first batch of Izuocha fics I wrote when I was still trying to figure out their dynamic and was deep in my fluffy feelings about them and it all came pouring out of me in this very sincere but overly sweet fic lmao

I know I said in a previous ask answer that I love to read my own fics, but this is an exception honestly asdfghjkl;

This one is so so so sweet and fluffy and I literally cannot read it without cringing aaa

I've toyed with the idea of orphaning it a few times, but I can't bring myself to do it!

[isadora-greenhall]

Dndads s2 e35 thoughts

SCREAMING GROUND CONTROL TO MAJOR TOM

Man and wife and manandmanandman 🤣😭

Nick took Cassandra's name lmfao (my hc is when they met she introduced herself and he was so blown away by how awesome and hot she is he forgot his own name and said "I'm Nicky...Swift" 😭)

I respect Matt keeping the sim life private but I HATE IT AHAHA

ANTHONY TAKE CAROL'S NAME OUR OF YOUR MOUTH AHAHA

AYYYYYYYY Will did the whole name hell yeaaaaahh

Lmao the scary intro was good ahaha

6th edition D&D galaxy brain shit lmfao

Nick's limbs are back good to know 😂 wait...all of them? 🤔

Linc you fucking idiot ahahahaaaaaa

Hero ahahhahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaa

Aaaaaaaahababahahahahahahahaha

Haaaaaaaa

Hero and Terry bffs

(Also lmao I couldn't tell if it was Walter or Paeden at first, and then it was HERO ahaha)

Terranaut?

The Terry voice keeps getting me lmao

HONEY AHAHAHAHAHAHA

Hero just not giving a shit about being the chosen one is so funny

Watched walk the line so the burning ring of fire reference 👌🏼

Hero being into Sailor Moon and working for like NASA or whatever this place is is great lol

Fuckin Matt Arnold 🤣

THE WHOLE TRYING TO GET TAYLOR TO GO ON A DATE WITH HERO BIT AHAHA

Ooh I'm gonna be thinking about that Terry line about marriage being about picking up the slack 👀

Scary finally talking to her mum again

"I'm sorry did I hear an S??" 😭

HERO INTO LINC AHAHA

Losing it completely over hero just completely being like fuck Taylor

"Honey" "sweetie" LINC STOP 😂

TACKLE LINC, SOMEONE!!!!!

All the emotions talk while they should be finding ways to survive space is so fucking funny

TERRY NOOOOO

SWEETUMS

"Hermie's been working" asdfghjkl

Hermie's crush on scary being back ahahahahaha

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

This episode is so fucking funny 😂🤣

Oooh the polyamory slight during PRIDE MONTH Anthony Burch you're in so much trouble lmao

I really love that they got rid of all the scientists and there's just a bunch of teenagers dealing with this situation lmfao

Thank you Matt for then going and actually getting scientists to do it ahaha

Before he'd even finished describing that dr's office toy I knew what Anthony was talking about lmao

Hell yeah Hero be your own woman!

Matt refusing to say the whole surname ahah

THE LAST THING THAT CASSANDRA KNEW IS THAT HER SON WAS IN A FLAMING HOUSE SHE WAS GOING TO GO FIND HIM AND NOW SHES JUST TWEETING REDBULL FOR HIM ASDFGHJKL

AND as far as we know she's still with Willy asdfghjkl

I keep forgetting the ringtone is fucking Tony pepperoni ahahah

The spooky music whenever someone returns to space is great lol

Oh FUCK Terry wants her dad home 😭

Fucking hell what did they put poor hero through Jesus Christ

Fuck I'm tearing up over Hero 😭 eldest daughter feels 👌🏼

This is the wildest fucking episode. Like. I know what going on but. What the fuck is going on 😂

...okay but IS Scary's dad gonna show up courtesy of redbull? 👀

FUCK Terry Jr's about to die

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

[nyxqueenofshadows]

was busy and kinda forgot to make a post about it but i finished judgment last week!

had a slow start but by the halfway point i was fully invested and by the end i was like why is it over :((((( let me do it again :(((( great game, if you haven't played judgment, go do it

my notes, written in mostly chronological order. they're a bit of a mess but clearing them up would be a nightmare

most random thing to start off with but i really, really like the character intro cards and chapter title cards. sleek af, big fan

yagami combat’s fun. just like flipping over people’s heads and shit

kaito omg i see why everyone got so attached to him. also saori??? very pretty, she’s great, more of her please

i haven’t got used to the controls and combat yet :((( like i keep forgetting shortcuts are a thing and that i don’t have to hold the sprint button

okay i’m gonna admit it took me a while to get into it and occasionally it’ll still throw smth at me that i don’t enjoy at all but i’m here now! i’m having fun! i think it kind of has the kiwami problem where it has a bunch of stuff it has to establish so all the side content gets pushed later than some of the other games

the scene where sugiura steals yagami’s phone is so fucking funny to me he looks so offended asdfghj;kl

everyone’s kind of a dick? like the journalist is sleazy as all hell, then there’s hamura (hoo boy) and the detective guy don’t like him at all, bad vibes

yagami choke count +1

hamura oh my god i hope i get to punch this guy at some point like ‘here’s where you lose your eyes’ なーんてな that’s so fucked up

yagami choke count +3 jesus christ are the rgg team okay

higashi???? he’s the character i’m gonna get most attached to i can see it coming already. sugiura continues to be fun too, very funny to me that yagami’s reaction to bumping into him (the guy who stole his phone and was trying to throw him to the cops) is to offer him a job

it’s new playing an rgg protag who’s actually clever and quick. there’s akiyama, he’s kinda similar, but it’s kinda nice to have a character play the room in the same way yagami can, like when he gets kaito out of losing his finger. kiryu’s great don’t get me wrong but he tends to blunder his way through the plots of his games and he’s never a step ahead of anyone even when he’s acting as a guiding figure (a la 6). yagami’s refreshing

oh no one of the girls you can date is underage (or is she 18? she’s one year too young to drink) you’re kidding me yagami whyyyyy

chase sequence after the wig was hilarious 10/10 would do again << oh hey we did it again but this time with a young child, okay

sorry ayabe i think i misjudged you, keep doing what you’re doing

why is ryan fucking everywhere, i swear i’ve not had a street fight without him ever since finishing his friendship route. help it’s tanoshikatta de gozaru all the way down

intrigued by the crow and ‘jester’ plotline << why did this not get picked up again? did i miss smth?

VR minigame is okay, lots of flashy visual effects tho, it occasionally makes the game go all janky

kaito :(((( deciding not to fight red nose cos higashi was there and he didn’t want him to get hurt :(((

hamura during that flashback scene in the sewers....yikes. like that he essentially would’ve done the same thing twice (to the guy in the pink shirt before suigura comes to the rescue), he’s got an MO

also is the only requirement to be a yakuza protagonist to have a tragic af backstory and no parents, yagami’s is brutal! the most in the series, i’d argue (unless 7 is gonna hit me with the steel chair)

the side case with the cake and the ace attorney parody is cracking me up asdfghjkl i need to write that crossover or au or whatever i NEED

i love how surprised/offended yagami is when kaito not only throws him under the bus when shioya has them at gunpoint but then when kaito breaks free and shioya says to shoot him he’s just like eh? eh?????? asdfghjkl bro you’re about to get shot, get kicking

deus ex sugiura << he does this like 4 times, he’s the real mvp

ohhh skeletons in the closet. ha ha very funny guys (well, onto chapter 5)

nobody liked shintani at all did they, they’re saying mean shit about him even after he’s dead. guys it’s been a couple of hours at most! he even gets the sad/uplifting substory music during his scene asdfghjkl

sugiura really needled yagami about the okubo case, wonder why

the ghost/memory shintani when you arrive at ADDC was creepy, ngl. yagami are you okay

ohhh full flashback sequence, nice. slicked back hair yagami is really disconcerting at first (he goes from yagami to full on kimtak) but i’m used to him now i think

i forgot that emi’s last name was terasawa so when she turned up i was like oh is it? and then it was and now i’m sad. why, why did that happen i need to knowwwww

there’s a lot of names and different factions of people involved in this one, i think i might have to check the case file notes regularly on this one.

like, what does kuroiwa want, why is the director so adamant on the flow of information out of his company being under his control, how are the ministry of health connected to the kansai yakuza wanting to make inroads into kamurocho? what does it meannnnnn

keihin gang annoying. that’s it

the side/main story thing you do with kaito while waiting for sugiura to call and tell you what he knows about the addc, where kaito meets up with a guy he knew when he was younger, that was great. 10/10 character and relationship establishing content. do the fist bump guys

you briefly play as saori??????? okay! (positive) interesting to do what is essentially a very toned down version of the hostess minigame but from the other side. also the option to dress up saori in outfits that characters wore in kiwami 2 is really weird. OH and that saori can’t be pretty without a makeover, like no, she’s very pretty. glad there’s no penalty for keeping her natural hair cos i DID

all these K names are killing me, so there’s kejihara (run by the man himself) who have sway over the kyorei clan who are trying to get in with minister kazami. plus the ceo of the addc is called kido, and there’s kuroiwa in the mix too, never mind kaito (tho he’s special, he’s okay). i know in jp these are all written very differently but did rgg my guys did you have no other syllables to go for?? there’s a good few ‘ha-’ names too, hattori, hamura, hashiki...

i don’t think matsugane oyassan is earning any of dad of the year awards. he’s trying tho, i’ll give him that. genda tho, now there’s a man i can get behind

higashi really levelled up for his second boss fight god damn

someone explain to me how they did the hair for the tashiro-kun disguise, with all the gold and shit. like, that’s clearly not a wig, right? i know it’s just there for convenience and the laughs but come on! (also kimtaku basically has that haircut now so it was really jarring asdfghjkl)

every time i see hoshino with his enormous backpack i can’t help but think he’s a kid going to school for the first time, i think it’s the suit looking like a uniform (plus how he looks generally). same for the boy twin (yosuke? what was it again) cos he’s so short compared to yagami and most of the people around him. (saying this as someone who is basically yosuke’s height)

plot mandated poker nooooooo (oh you don’t have to win PHEW)

i neglected the side content and now i’m drowning in it oh no asdfghjkl i haven’t even touched the drone racing yet

that meeting with okubo is rough. (positive)

oh we’re really in it now folks, people are throwing around theories like it’s nothing! i sort of get how they arrive at the conclusion it was shono but it also kind of feels like they pulled it out of nowhere? the bit with kaito where he happens upon an answer mid-argument was fun but everything before that just felt kinda like vague spitballing.

wait who’s this dick with the sword cane??? hamura must be really upset if this is the guy he’s bringing out (also why is hoshino-kun there, genda’s office is on literally the other side of town)

we’re just waltzing in the front door of the addc??? okay! oh wait no that didn’t work did it asdfghjkl for someone who says it’s his hobby he sure keeps that special electric baton (kamiyama special?) on him during his work hours

shono interrogation was good, even if the mechanics of the chase sequence thingy before it weren’t so much (this is like that one bit from 0 all over again, but making even less sense)

alright chapter 10 let’s GO

chapters 10 and 11 go so hard AHHHHHH after him playfully ribbing you while you’re going around trying to attract attention, kaito getting shot physically hurt me and then yagami’s face when he has to leave him is even worse, then there’s the very very long boss fight sequence where you fight cane man (who is fruity af for no reason, good for him) a bunch and those are all fun fights except the one in the dark and then the hamura fight!!! the QTE for that fight is so cool, i’ve seen it a few times even before playing it and it never gets old and is a completely different feeling when it’s you at the controller.

pacing falters a bit when you get the long exposition bit of how hamura got involved in the mole shit but it was all interesting so i didn’t mind too much. plus seeing hamura in the flashback and how he interacts with people outside of the main cast was fun

ALSO yagami was totally ready to let shioya physically torture hamura for info (i assume, maybe he was bluffing) and my guy that’s a crime you can’t be doing this shit and then standing in court

and the mole’s kuroiwa!!! i kinda knew that going in but part of me was still convinced it was gonna be hattori the whole time. his entrance and fight scene is so cool tho, i can’t wait to fight him for real!

AND matsugane-san... the line about him failing as oyaji and then trying to make it right as oya was really good, and it being the catalyst for hamura to come clean even in the face of his own death (he’s not suriving this game, no way) was nice. who’s gonna tell kaito :(((

my one gripe is murase’s death scene it’s so out of nowhere that it kind of comes across as funny which is unfortunate asdfghjkl OH and why’s mafuyu there when kuroiwa shows up to take yagami in for questioning, did yagami call her or smth off-screen

also when you get back to kamurocho after all that and yagami’s like ‘i’m exhausted, i just wanna crash’ (fair, he’s had one hell of a rough night) guess who fucking texts me. KIM PLEASE FIX THE KEIHIN ON YOUR OWN MAN yagami’s solving government corruption i think he deserves a break from being harrassed inthe street constantly asdfghjkl

cane man has an identical twin??? why are there so many twins in this game, did you have so few character models at your disposal

idk if yagami telling all these people who the mole is is a great idea, like, even just the suggestion of who it might be got shintani killed in a heartbeat. does he really think mafuyu or ayabe are gonna be okay after this?

oh we’re playing as saori again, neat. tho there’s some uh questionable choices in this section... ig they’re going for a ‘this is what it’s like to be a woman seen as a sexual object all the time’ but by sexualising her during those sections it falls completely flat. ah well. not sure what i expected tbh. ganbatte hoshino-kun

ALSO during that bit saori is like ‘flirt for me i’ve never had experience seducing men’ (specifically men, in both the subtitles and original jp dialogue) and yagami AT NO POINT is like ‘neither have i’. bi and lesbian solidarity!

torture pt 2 asdfghjkl love that the actual no criminal background yagami is more morally grey than actual criminal kiryu (or, well, he acts on it more? idk they feel different about it)

sugiura being that pissed off at kido tho, what did he do to you man? spill your secrets

tailing mission for ishimatsu ughhhhh the only one i’ve had problems with, mostly cos we’re going in circles

experience inside of the love hotel: this place is super creepy, they did not need to make it this creepy- ooh vibrator weapon i’ll be taking that asdfghjkl

ohh that’s why sugiura was being so hard on yagami. all those comments about the death penalty and the anger towards kido make sense now. could’ve done with a bit more foreshadowing for him imho (it’s not like it comes out of nowhere but it needed a bit more for it to be impactful maybe? or maybe it needed a proper cutscene, not the in-engine ones). his little ‘chigau?’ to yagami after his rant about how the chief prosecutor covered up the murders for the sake of a maybe future right in front of him is sooo good, excellent bit of character performance.

wanna know where he pulled the name sugiura from tho ngl

higashi reaching for kaito after kuroiwa has just beat the shit out of them :(((

i’m in the finale??? oh shit. i’ve still not touched the drone minigame oops

the substory where the guy is gonna kill himself cos he thinks girlfriend is cheating on him is a kind of a mess in the way these substories always are in rgg games but the bit where he jumps off the roof and it says fall in love on the back of his jacket and yagami’s like :o really got me ngl reminded me of the old school revelations a bit

the guy from the opening came back! good for him (twice!)

i love this cast, i love how they bounce off each other, it feels like it’s hitting all the beats 6 missed in its banter and far far surpassing them.

i got the glitch where the heat action happens and the camera doesn’t do what it’s supposed to! asdfghjkl very funny seeing yagami slam a guy into the ground twice with a teleport in between

I FINISHED IT holy shit that last section is so fun to play through. all the boss fights (aka kuroiwa x3 asdfghjkl) are great, the QTEs are creative and just really fucking cool, and the pay off for the trial was absolutely worth it. and bits of it made me laugh! sugiura being like ‘bengoshi yoroshiku!’ right as he kicks a cop in the face is GOLD and there’s so many moments like that.

it’s occurred to me before but it really struck me in the finale just how many people supporting him yagami has and how he’s so comfortable relying on them, mainly compared to kiryu. like, 6 (which has a similar friend structure tho less based around it) never felt like a lonely game when i was playing it but compared to judgment? night and day. fuck, i wanna play it again just to hang out with the characters again and i’ve only just finished it

also random thing but the ending credits are really good? like the slice of life stuff of kaito and yagami trying to find the cat and it evading them a few times, like even with no dialogue they conveyed so much in that one bit. need more end credits like this

actually thinking about it yagami leaving shono to look after sugiura after he got shot was kind of fucked up? i know it was a ride or die kind of situation but bro! he killed sugiura’s sister! how do you think sugiura feels about this!

drone minigame was okay, feels like a mix of pocket circuit and the taxi minigame. did i do well? no. am i gonna invest many hours into this? also no, but i see how i could.

mad that i need to do both mahjong and poker to access bits of the side content so i’m just not gonna!

[lady-caden]

hi!!! 2,20,38 for the trans ask game if you’re willing 🥰🥰🥰

Yes I’m willing! Thank your for the ask!! <3

2. What gives you the most dysphoria?

My figure, voice,,height,,,body,,,everything,,,,,,,,,,

But yeah i have a very hourglass figure and along with the fact I’m very short and have a higher voice I just. so many ppl confuse me as a girl. I hate it man. Some days r ofc better than others but gahhh. Physical apperences r wack.

20. What do you wish you could have shared with your younger self about being trans?

To just. calm down and to not rush. When I was way younger I just. didn’t know how to feel and everything so werid and i felt disconnected from who I felt I was. As soon as I figured out what trans was I flipped and started to present masculine and tried to denounce all feminine things so quickly and intensely and it made me miserable. Wish I would’ve let myself enjoy things whether or not they were feminine or not and try to figure my identy at my own pace.

38. What is your sexual and romantic orientation, and what are your thoughts on it?

I mainly ID as queer cuz,,,,,hard question and it’s a good word to describe how I feel. But I’m biromantic and bisexual though I’m pretty sure i’m also somewhere on the ace spectrum. Idk exactly where yet but prolly demi-are/ace or more likely abroromantic/abrosexual.(edit: i think i like the term greysexual/aceflux better still looking this stuff up and figuring that out) I feel werid using like.....micro labels but i’m trying to get used to that rn. I’d actually love to chat with some aro&ace ppl about this. Figuring this stuff out is wild! But yeah bi leaning wayyy more towards nb ppl and women, but guys r nice too lol.

And my thoughts? Idk what this exactly means but I guess i’ll give it a go. Realizing i’m bi took quite a bit of time, I used to ID as lesbian, then butch lesbian then realized that’s wasnt right and used gay instead, and even though I kinda figured i might be into guys i just,,,was scared to id as bi i guess? I knew very little lgbt ppl at that time irl and one of the lesbians i knew online at the time didn’t rlly like bi ppl, which scared me a lot to change my identity, But hey i’m glad i did!

And for being ace hhhh that’s also scary cuz for whatever reason people are trying to divide the lgbt community and exclude asexuals which. is just so so wrong, we should all be supporting eachother regardless of the individual challenges each of us get because of our identity. Its also been a very long journey to actually openingly say i’m ace cuz i just, rlly didn’t want to be. It scared me that i might never rlly feel romantic or sexual attraction and i’m still trying to process and figure that out but platonic love is just as good and i’m so happy I get to experience that. My life is filled with so much love and i’m glad for it, regardless of what type it is.

It’s also that like...idk i’m autistic and it’s kinda a big stereotype that we are too “childlike” and “pure” for sex and all that and i rlly didn’t wanna feed into that but. u know what so what if ur a sterotype, that’s not a bad thing. It’s not a persons fault for acting how they want, it’s the sterotyper that should feel bad. i know i “act childish” and have childish interests but who cares? i should be allowed to have fun and identify how i want. it’s not hurting anybody sooo

[nightingaletrash]

I remembered that the Thin-Blood E has a baby in the Anarch, v5 book! Therese Voerman sees him with a mortal woman and a dhampir child. Imagine Evie getting an invite to E's baby shower. What's our favorite feral childe going to do? Will she attend, and what gift will she bring?

Honestly I was never a huge fan of the idea that E went and cheated on Lilly after all the shit I went through to reunite them, so I’m going with the idea that Lilly and E heard about the possibility of thin-bloods being able to conceive a baby and said mortal woman was a surrogate lol

Anyways, Evie would initially assume that it was a prank because the idea of a vampire - even a thinblood - having an honest to goodness baby just doesn’t seem possible. Then she finds out that, nope it’s a real thing, she’s just kinda mind blown because ‘huh add this to the list of weird shit that’s happening now.’

Overall though a baby isn’t a super interesting thing to her - she’s seventeen and babies are. Well. Not interesting. She’s happy for E and Lilly, but she’ll probably end up looking for something exciting to do instead because that’s just what happens when you’re a teenager and you spend all your time with Beckett.

As for a gift... probably a wolf plushie. Y’know, because Gangrel.

[why-am-i-here-someone-save-me]

Requests open 0o0

may i request miko in her fox form with a reader who can turn into a cat or just that reader is also a kitsune like miko and they’re both enjoying each other’s company. cuddling together. ^^

ASDFGHJKL SNOM FREN IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG i think my brain short circuited at the sheer wholesomeness of this ask I’m sorryyyy 😰 also it’s like really short 😣 I’m legally not allowed to write long fluff because it causes cavities and my dentist already has it out for me

Dream Come True

“The audacity of you to stroll up and just jump into my arms. What if I’d been carrying something important?”

“You’d catch me anyways.” Yae huffed slightly at how easily you ignored her attempts to tease you.

She pets the top of your head with a chuckle. “Well, luckily for you there’s nothing that would be more important to me than you, so I suppose you’re not wrong. Regardless, that’s everything I need to do today done. Fancy a lazy day off?”

“You had me as lazy day.”

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The traveler had been having a rough morning. The three commissions they had already completed were all frustrating (they hated transport balloons more every time they saw one), and the fourth one was at the Grand Narukami Shrine. If fate had been kind to them they would’ve just used the teleport waypoint; but no it had to be broken; so they had to climb the whole mountain. Upon finally getting the many fortune slips that idiots people had thrown atop the shrine, (the shrine maidens really should put up a sign or something), they noticed something out of the ordinary.

Recognizing what, or rather who, it was, they quickly covered Paimon’s mouth before she could blow their cover, skillfully whipping out their Kamera at breakneck speed.

When Yae Miko visited the publishing house next, she was not expecting to see a photograph on the noticeboard. Among the many city announcements, pleads from the fire brigade about the youngest Nagonohara causing safety hazards, and many duel requests to Kujou Sara from Arataki ‘the enterally changing nickname’ Itto; was a photo of a small pink fox curled up under a sakura tree, a cat resting next to it peacefully. The picture was simply captioned ‘dream came true’. Who in Teyvat would- oh. Oh. So it was them! Why that little- she was supposed to be the crafty one here! The Miko huffed, already plotting how to get her petty revenge on a certain world-trotting blonde.

The traveler didn’t return to the Grand Narukami Shrine for a while after that.

[mingiswow]

Boyfriend!Seungmin

⚠ English is not my native language, so pardon me if there’s any mistake. And you can always tell me what’s wrong.

Thanks, anon for the request! Sorry if took me a while 💖💖

our little puppy

not so little but oh well

omg my mind goes places with this boy

but because he’s so evil lmao

but okay leggo

you and him have been friends for quite some time

you met through school friends

you guys are part of the same squad (do people still use this word? idk)

and you have the biggest crush on him for like forever

but was too afraid to say something and kinda ruin the friendship and the group

so you just kept to yourself

and your best friend

That accidentally let it slip when she drunk texted Seungmin thinking it was you

Any resemblance to real life is purely coincidental 🤡

He was genuinely surprised because he never thought you reciprocated his feelings

He just sent a print screen of the text she sent with “how about a date next Friday?”

You were so shocked, to say the least

1) you were going to murder your best friend

2) also you needed to thank her

3) asdfghjkl he liked you back

he took you to a cute little ice cream parlor

And you guys talked to each other for hours

Like… you were friends already but this was different

It was more intimate

after the date, he walked you home and asked if he could kiss you

because I’ll be honest here: Seungmin is pretty straightforward

He’s not afraid to tell the things he feels and wants

Even if deep down he is a little bit afraid

And when you guys kissed you knew it was him

So it didn’t take long for him to ask you to be his s/o

but we all know he is going to be the ironic boyfriend, right?

he has a sharp tongue

Which may lead to some arguments between the two of you

But he can’t help it, sometimes just slips out of his mouth and when he sees it you’re mad at him

I feel like if the arguments get more heated than usual he won’t assume he is wrong (if it’s the case)

His pride is quite thick

So you’ll have to learn to give way

but those arguments don’t happen often so don’t worry

He loves laying his head on your lap and to listen or talk about the day

Play with his hair and he’ll be at your mercy

He loves having you playing with his hair

also, give him massages on his shoulder or back and he’ll ask you to marry him

He loves your food

Doesn’t matter what it is

If you made it, he loves it

Loves taking you out to fancy dinners as well

He is definitely not a fan of pda

He doesn't feel comfortable with it

He’ll only hold your hand or smth like this if he feels like there’s someone getting too comfortable with you

He’s is not the jealous type

He needs to be really pissed to become jealous

Like the day he took you to an event and a senior idol was hitting on you even when you said you were taken

So he just pulled you close to him and walked away and pressed you against the closest wall

He’ll look deep into your eyes before finally relaxing, putting his head on your neck

“I love you so much, please don’t leave me”

That’s the moment you see him being vulnerable

Which makes you fall even more for him

Kiss him with all your love and he’ll know you won’t leave him

Ok Seungmin kisses

Slow

Passionate

Starts with little pecks all over your face until reaching your lips

He takes his time so he can feel every piece of his body reacting to the intimate touch

Hold your face between his hand

And just keep holding it until he can’t take anymore and pulls you closer by the waist

I know you want this so here you go

Nsfw from here on

He is a lover

That’s all I have to say

Just kidding

But fr he loves appreciating your body

Will touch, feel, kiss, lick, and bite every inch of it

And compliments you while doing so

He takes your pleasure first

He is a giver

He’ll go down on you and make sure you have at least two orgasms

He loves seeing you give yourself wholly to him

To trust your pleasure to him

So he’ll give you everything he has and a little bit more

And he can last quite some time

So expect a night full of love and pleasure

He’s is not a very kinky guy but there are certain things that turn him on

Sit on his face/fuck his face and he’ll eat you out like it’s his last meal

The boy knows how to use his tongue and mouth so take advantage of

Provoke him on his nipples and he'll see stars

Let him cum on your face and he’s in heaven

Has a foot fetish as well so play with his dick with your feet and boy oh boy he’ll be cumming in seconds

also if you happen to have boobs (no matter the size) he'll love to fuck them

The king of aftercare

He’ll run a bath for you both and rub moisturizers and bath butter on your skin

Likes to put on romantic slow music and bring some food and wine so you can recharge your energies and talk a little bit more

If you feel sleepy he’ll sing for you

Watch you sleep but not in a creepy way

Has a folder on his phone full of cute pictures of you sleeping that he’s planning to print someday

[dragonologist-in-the-making]

Paper Rings

Pairing: James Potter x Reader

Summary: On his first ride to Hogwarts, James befriended the girl who was obsessed with shiny things. Over their schooling together, their friendship turned into so much more.

A/N: lmao I suck at summaries. Also I’m back sorry for the random hiatus (and sorry that posting will almost definitely not be consistent after this either). I had this idea months ago, inspired by Taylor Swift’s Paper Rings, and I only just got around to writing it asdfghjkl. Still obsessed with James though rip me I just want someone to love me like this.

Warnings: Mentions of eating (briefly), otherwise just a lot of fluff.

Wordcount: 4k (wow)

...

Little James Potter waved goodbye to his parents as the train took off from the platform, nervous about his first journey to the infamous Hogwarts, but excited to discover all the great things his parents had told him for himself. First though: finding a carriage.

Trying not to show his nerves, he wandered along the corridor, peeping into the carriages to see if there was one he could join. For the most part, he found them all too full, too loud to juggle his nerves, or the students too old and intimidating. The days would come where James would rule the corridors of the castle, but the eleven year old boy on the train was just hoping to make a friend he could share this new adventure with.

As fate would have it, he found just that and so much more. In a carriage to herself sat a young girl, his age, her face turned away from him looking out the window. The only thing he could see was a petite sparkling bow, sitting neatly in her (y/h/c) hair.

Without thinking about it, he knocked gently on the compartment door, sliding it open as she turned to look at him inquisitively. Her (y/e/c) eye’s glittered as her lips pulled into a smile, creating a complete sense of comfort for James to ask. “Do you mind if I sit?” She nodded eagerly, gathering up a few books she had dumped on the opposite seat and dropping them into her lap. “I’m James.” He smiled.

“(y/n). It’s nice to meet you.”

They sat in a comfortable silence for a short while, listening to the laughs of older students, friends reuniting after a summer apart, and watching the landscape whip by them out the window.

“I like your bow, by the way.” James spoke up, feeling glad he did when an excited smile broke across her face, looking as if he’d told her she’d won the lottery.

“Thank you! I love the way it sparkles.” She said, gently pulling it from her hair and twisting it in the sunlight, showing how rainbows danced in the glitter and were thrown across their compartment. Satisfied, she used it to clip back the hair that was now falling into her face, and their conversation moved on, following each and every thought they were having, becoming fast friends. James didn’t think the journey could get any better until two boys showed up at their door and asked if they could join them, setting everlasting friendships in stone.

As the train pulled up to Hogwarts, any nervousness James had been feeling was gone. Instead, the only thought he had was that he couldn’t be more glad he sat in the compartment of the girl with the sparkling bow.

…

Their first year passed in a blur, and the Marauders spent the majority of it in each other’s company, laughing their days away.

Now, summer had come and gone, and their second year at Hogwarts was in full swing. They walked into their charms class together, laughing about a joke Sirius had made at James’ expense. (y/n) sat next to the curly-haired boy at their desk, as Remus Sirius and Peter sat at the one adjacent to them.

“Hey, it’s not my fault I didn’t make the team last year! No first year has made a house team in like 80 years! I’m telling you though, I’ll make it on this year, and I’ll be the best chaser this school has ever seen.” James protested, huffing as he put his textbook in the middle of the table for him and (y/n) to share. She laughed at him softly, hand patting his shoulder as the other boys got lost in their own conversation.

“I know you will, Jamie. And I’ll be there cheering you on every step of the way.” His cheeks redenned at her words, but luckily their attention was turned away by Professor Flitwick.

“Now students, the charm I’ll be teaching you today is more of a fun one to start off the year than anything you’ll likely need in your everyday lives. As always, I don’t expect you to create chaos by using these charms” – he turned his gaze to a particular group of students at this point who were all busily looking elsewhere – “but simply to enlighten yourselves and to show you what magic can do. So, the charm we’ll be learning today is how to make things glitter.”

James heard an almost inaudible gasp next to him, and he could feel the excitement radiating off (y/n). He chuckled, expecting nothing less; he’d known her for a year now, and if it wasn’t the bow in her hair there was always something shiny on her at any given time.

Flitwick talked about the details of the charm, how it could be applied subtly, only giving a faint sheen, or how it could be made much more obvious. Finally, he gave them the charm and told everyone to repeat after him. “Now, like I said, just because this is a fun charm doesn’t mean it’s an easy one, and I don’t expect you to get it on your first attempt. Just keep repeating the charm and-oh!” He broke off suddenly, just as James’ vision went hazy. Once he’d focused, he saw he was surrounded by a cloud of individual glitter specs floating around them, almost as if they were in their own galaxy. His gaze shifted to its centre, shining most brilliantly of all as her proud and excited smile dazzled him, making him forget entirely they were still in their charms classroom.

“Well done Miss (y/n)!” Flitwick’s voice broke through their bubble, and slowly each star seemed to fade out of existence, until they were back in their regular old classroom, thirty pairs of eyes trained on them. “You certainly felt the spirit of the charm and went above and beyond. 10 points to (y/h). Now, if you could help Mr Potter whilst we all get back to it!”

Chatter burst out the classroom almost immediately, partners working together trying to enchant an object of theirs to take on the glittery effect. Sirius turned to her, rolling his eyes half-heartedly.

“Becoming a teachers pet now are we, (y/l/n)?” She rolled her eyes back, waving her wand to produce a cloud of glitter that settled in Sirius’ hair, contrasting sharply against its darkness.

“It’s sparklesSirius, what did you expect? Now c’mon, this is the one lesson I won’t let you not do the work in. Make some glittery greatness and I’ll bake you all some cookies when I next steal James’ cloak to go to the kitchens.” With those words, the three boys turned their entire focus to the task at hand, while James still seemed slightly awestruck next to her. “You alright, J?”

“That was amazing (y/n/n). I had no idea you could do that.”

“Well I guess you can’t know until you try.” She shrugged, picking up her quill and placing it in front of him. “Charm my quill.”

“Why me? You could just do it yourself.” James asked, confused why she didn’t do it herself since she was clearly more than capable. Once again, she shrugged, looking into his eyes as she uttered the words so nonchalantly that would stick with him for years to come.

“Well, Flitwick said you needed to practise. Plus, it’ll mean more to me if every time I look at my quill I know that you’re the reason it’s shining.”

Within a heartbeat, James had uttered the incantation and a subtle shimmer had settled over the feather, imperceptible until it was moved and caught the light. The smile he saw when he looked over at (y/n) made him vow to himself that as long as he was around, she would never have an ordinary quill again.

True to his word, every time she brought out a new quill, he was quick to snatch it from her and place the simple charm on it. It became an unspoken promise between the two of them, and every time James saw that sparkle from the corner of his eye, he couldn’t help but smile to himself.

. . .

True to her word, (y/n) was there for all of James’ games, cheering him on from the side of the pitch, always the first to reach him when the game was over. High or low, win or lose, she was always there to remind him that he had played amazingly, and that she was proud of him.

After one such game in their fourth year, Gryffindor narrowly losing to Slytherin, she was at his side so quickly that he would have thought she had apparated if he knew this wasn’t possible. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly, feeling the slight shaking of his shoulders. “Oh, James.” She quickly ushered him off the pitch before he attracted eyes, assuring him that Sirius and Remus would collect his things from the changing room and bring them back to his dorm. Once they reached his dorm, she sent him to shower, promising that she would be there for him once he was back.

Sure enough, he came out of the shower in fresh clothes and damp hair, and she was still on his bed, patiently waiting for him. She held her hand out to him, a silent invitation, and as soon as he took it she pulled him to her side and once again enveloped him in a hug.

“I’m so proud of you, Jamie.” She whispered, squeezing him momentarily before drawing back and looking into his glassy eyes.

“Shouldn’t be.” He murmured, avoiding her gaze. “We lost.”

“And yet you scored more goals than anyone else the entire game.” She pointed out, sincerity lacing her voice. “It’s just because the snitch is worth a stupid amount of points, honestly the game has a lot of flaws.” James smiled weakly, they often had these debates about Quidditch and it always ended in some silly way.

“I did hit Malfoy in the head with a Quaffle.” He admitted, and (y/n) could see the weight falling off his shoulders.

“The highlight of all our years.” She laughed, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a little box. “I got you something.” She handed it to him, and he pushed it back to her, head shaking, doubt returned.

“No I didn’t do anything to deserve it. Keep it.”

“We already had this argument and I’m not taking no for an answer.” She shoved the box into his hands and folded her arms across her chest, waiting for him to open it.

Reluctantly, he pulled the lid off the box to reveal a snitch, the snitch he normally kept on his person at all times, now shining with a slight iridescence. James looked up at her, thankful but a little confused at the present.

“I’ve actually been saving it for when you lose a game. Which has been hard because that’s hardly ever.” She broke off to give him a playful glare along with her words, quickly broken by her soft smile. “I know you play with the snitch when you have a lot on your mind, and when you start to doubt yourself. I wanted to remind you that you’re incredible and you should believe that yourself. So, when you see the snitch and you see it sparkle, you’ll think of me, and you’ll remember how great you are.” He was speechless, and in the silent air, she did what the two of them did best, and started to nervously babble. “Well, that’s assuming you think of me when you see sparkles, and quite frankly after all this time I’d be slightly offended if you didn’t-oof” her rambling stopped when James tackled her into a hug, knocking them both back onto the bed.

“Thank you.” Was all he said, but she could hear the emotion behind each word, everything he was trying to communicate. All she did was hold him tighter.

It was then that Sirius and Remus walked into the dorm, carrying all of James’ equipment from the game, causing James and (y/n) to jump away from each other. Blushes arose on both their faces, not that the other would have noticed, each too busy looking at opposite walls of the dorm. Sirius and Remus exchanged a knowing look, but decided to let it slide, knowing there was an inevitability to it anyway.

…

Once again, (y/n) was boarding the Hogwarts express for another year of school. She knew this year would be a stressful one, with their OWL exams coming up, but she also knew that as long as she had her boys by her side, she would be absolutely fine.

Speaking of her friends, she was currently walking along the train trying to find them. She knew that Lily and Remus were prefects now so they’d be at the front of the train, but she was struggling to find anyone else. Eventually, she found James, sitting in a carriage by himself, absentmindedly watching the view. She chuckled to herself at the situation, the reverse of their meeting all those years ago.

She slid the door open, catching his attention and his ever-so-addictive smile. “Got room for an old pal?” She asked, sitting next to him when he patted the seat, his hand enveloping hers as soon as she had, a silent communication. I missed you.

“I was starting to think you’d gotten cool and forgotten about me.” He joked, nudging her playfully.

“Piss off Potter, I was always cooler than you.” She teased back, glad to see that nothing had changed despite their time apart. It never did, they were always James and (y/n), inseparable no matter how hard anyone tried. “Where is everyone?”

“Lils and Moony are doing prefect duties, and Sirius enlisted Peter’s help to try and sneak into their carriage and get the insider information.” He rolled his eyes light-heartedly, forming air quotes around Sirius’ words as (y/n) laughed, eyes closing in amusement. “What’s that on your eyes?” James suddenly asked, stopping her laughter short as she tried to figure out what he meant.

“Oh!” She remembered. “I went to see Lils in the holidays and she was showing me this glitter eyeliner that muggles wear! Why, do you not like it?” She suddenly felt self-conscious, wondering if it really was too much despite Lily’s reassurances. It was a subtle white, but still, it was glitter on her face.

“The opposite!” James was quick to answer, rushing so much to not hurt her feelings that he wasn’t thinking about what he was saying. “I think you look really beautiful (y/n/n), with or without the makeup. Besides, the glitter brings out your eyes.”

At this point, they were both blushing furiously, and James was still holding her hand, neither of them willing to let go. (y/n) couldn’t help but smile to herself, and remembered to thank Lily for the recommendation the second they were in the dorm together that evening.

…

James climbed the last step into the astronomy tower, seeing (y/n) leaning against the railing already, gazing into the night sky, a blanket and an array of snacks out on the floor behind her.

It was a ritual they’d started who knows when, a chance to wind down and escape the chaos of everyday life, to enjoy each other’s company and to feast away on whatever snacks they had managed to stow away for these evenings. Tonight’s selection looked to consist mostly of cauldron cakes and chocolate frogs, with the occasional sugar quill hidden amongst the rest. “Heavy on the sugar tonight, I see.” He broke the silence teasingly, settling himself so that he was sat at (y/n)’s feet, still able to see the clear night sky above them.

“If I don’t consume my own bodyweight in sugar I think I’ll pass out I’m that exhausted.” She commented back, sinking down next to him. Automatically, his arm wound around her shoulder, pulling her into his side and resting his chin on top of her head. There weren’t words to describe the feeling of pure content as she melted into him, completely at ease.

She reached out and grabbed a chocolate frog, unwrapping it and handing the card to James with a sigh upon seeing it was one already in her collection. She bit into the chocolate, her gaze on the night sky as his was unable to break away from her, the way she settled so peacefully against him.

“The stars sparkle too, you know.” She broke the silence, voice quiet but still holding its signature melodic tone. James finally broke away from looking at her, joining her eyeline and looking at the constellations above them. Even though he wasn’t taking astronomy as a NEWT, spending so much time in the tower with (y/n) as she mapped the sky meant he knew precisely what he was looking at, and traced the constellations with his eyes.

“You know, six years of friendship and I don’t think I ever asked you why you like shiny things so much. I always just accepted it as a part of who you are.” A smile graced her face as she unconsciously twiddled her fingers.

“Don’t laugh.” She warned, and he solemnly shook his head. “I think there’s something so entrancing, so beautiful about them. I think it serves as a reminder that even the most seemingly dull thing,” she picked up another chocolate frog box at this point, waving her wand to create a light sparkle over it, “is wonderfully brilliant if you just remember to look at it in the right way. It’s a lesson we should all carry with us, and I try to remember it whenever I can. Everything is beautiful if you give it a chance.” The sparkles on the box faded in the moonlight, as (y/n) finally looked up at James, only to find him already staring back at her.

Body thinking quicker than brain, seeing her (y/e/c) eyes glimmering up at him, James leant down and pressed his lips to hers. She stifled a gasp, quickly moving her lips back against his as her hand wound gently around the back of his neck. He poured all of his admiration into the kiss, everything he had been feeling for her since he didn’t even know when, feeling his heart soar to be here with her in that moment.

Eventually, they broke away for air, and a breathy laugh fell from (y/n)’s lips, blush rising on her cheeks as she turned her face away. James reached for her hand, interlacing their fingers and gently rubbing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. “I’ve been drawn to you since the day I saw you in that train carriage. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, your soul. I didn’t even realise the outside matched until we came back from that summer you spent with Lily. But god, every day since then I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I like you, (y/n/n). I really like you.”

Around them, a shimmering cloud exploded simultaneous to a wide grin spreading across (y/n)’s face. It was their own galaxy, just like all that time ago in the charms lesson, but she was still in the centre, still giddy with excitement. “I like you too, Jamie.” Her smile turned a little sheepish. “And sorry, I think my emotions got a little out of control.” The star-like sparkles slowly dissipated around them until there was nothing left, and this time it was (y/n) who leaned up to James, connecting their lips one more time.

“You taste like chocolate.”

“I’m sure that must be awful for you, Potter”. Nothing had changed, and yet nothing would be the same either.

…

James was sat on the floor of his dorm, textbooks open in front of him, although this late in the day he was struggling to pay any attention to them. What he was focused on instead was his girlfriend, tucked into the alcove of the windowsill, absentmindedly writing away on a piece of parchment.

Her (y/h/c) hair was in plaits down her back, and in the candlelight the silver threads that James had helped her braid in this morning were casting light across the room that shifted with every little shake of her head or shrug of her shoulders.

“You’re staring again, Jamie.” She chastised, although the humour was clear in her voice. He pushed himself up from the floor with an exaggerated groan, making his way over to her and pulling her gently into his chest, pressing a soft kiss into her hair.

“Can’t help it love, you’re an actual angel.” He didn’t see it but he knew she’d be rolling her eyes as she buried her face in his chest to hide the blush that was forming on her cheeks.

“Stop being so cheesy.”

“As if you don’t love it.” She pressed a kiss into his chest, resting her head against him as she went back to her writing. He tried not to pry, but he couldn’t help but catch notice of his name and his interest piqued. “Who are you writing to?”

“Euphemia.” She replied nonchalantly, not pausing her actions as he took a step away, face scrunched in confusion.

“My mother?” she paused at this, looking up at him with false exasperation.

“Do you know many other Euphemias?” She deadpanned. He shrugged, admitting her fair point, moving back to her side where she immediately snuggled back into his warmth.

“How long have you been writing to my mum?” She paused for a second, contemplating.

“Since the start of term I think. She sent an owl, I responded, we haven’t really stopped talking since. Oh, I’m coming over for Christmas by the way, she invited me. Said it wouldn’t be Christmas without the whole family there” (y/n) looked up at him, flashing a mischievous grin, expecting him to whine childishly like he normally would, complaining that he was supposed to ask her. Instead, looking more solemn than she’d seen him in a long time, he crushed her against him, holding her so tightly before he leant down and connected their lips. The kiss was bruising, but it was packed with adoration, and it left (y/n) slightly breathless. He broke away, leaning his forehead against hers as she tried to catch her breath back. “What was that for?”

“I love you. So much. You’re absolutely perfect, and I swear, I can’t wait until the day I can put a ring on that finger and make it official, make you a Potter for real. I promise, it’s going to be the most sparkling, dazzling gem you’ve ever seen. It’ll shine just as brightly as you, and it’ll always remind you that you’re beautiful, in every way, and just how much I love you.” Her hand had come to rest on his cheek, smiling throughout his little speech, parchment cast aside and forgotten about at this point.

“Don’t be silly, James.” She laughed, stroking his cheek with her thumb. “I love shiny things, yes, but I don’t need one to be reminded of how amazing you are, or how much I love you. Hell, you could ask me to marry you with a paper ring and I’d still say yes in a heartbeat. I’m saying yes to you, to a life. You don’t need to win me over with some ridiculously expensive piece of jewellery.” He nodded slightly, pecking her lips before moving back to where he had been sat on the floor.

(y/n) picked her parchment back up, continuing on to the letter she had been writing to Euphemia Potter, unable to help themselves from planning the Christmas festivities despite it being early November.

Deep in concentration, she startled slightly as she noticed movement coming from the corner of her eye. She looked to the side to see her boyfriend once again, although this time he was knelt before her, holding up a piece of parchment that he had hastily fashioned into a ring, coupled with a sheepish smile.

Laughing merrily, she hopped down from the windowsill, pulling him up by his jumper and kissing him passionately as she slid the piece of paper onto her finger, looking forward to the day when they were older, when they could promise this for real, knowing that they had the rest of their lives ahead of them to love each other unconditionally.

When James first stepped on that Hogwarts train, he was hoping to find a friend he could share every moment with for the next seven years. He had found that in her, a best friend, now a lover, for seven years but for so much longer. The girl with the sparkling bow turned out to be his soulmate, and he sent a prayer of thanks to the stars every day.

[silversatoru]

Can i regurst a gojo x reader smut where y/n is gojo’s ex girlfriend and also a strong jujutsu sorcerer and they get back together asdfghjkl 🥺😂? Tyy 🥺

hehhee yes ma’am here u are!!! i actually loved writing this one (i think i just have a thing for writing gojo lately lmao) anyway! i! hope! you! enjoy!

to heaven and back

gojo satoru x f! sorcerer!reader

synopsis: you and your ex, gojo satoru, beat the hell out of a few special grade curses and then head back to his house to rekindle an old (and kind of kinky) flame

tags/warnings: nsfw (18+), smut, handcuffs, blindfolding, little bit of oral sex, teasing, alcohol consumption, some fluff at the end? just a little

word count: 3.1k

You lifted your elegant glass of random wine that you could care less about knowing the name of, and took a long sip. All of these old rich bastards talked way too much about brand names, aging, and what cheese paired well with each wine. They were missing what was really important — which one would get you drunk the quickest. 

These kinds of formal events weren’t really your scene, and having to listen to a bunch of old, conservative, high-up jujutsu leaders was terribly boring — so why not take this opportunity to get a little tipsy? You deserved it for putting up with all of these assholes. After all, the only reason they invited you to this prestigious event was for protection. If that pesky band of special grade curses caught wind that all of the higher ups from both Kyoto and Tokyo were in the same place, they were sure to launch some kind of attack. The old, wrinkly douchebags couldn’t care less about your opinions of the jujutsu world and how you would change it, they only liked you for incredible cursed technique. 

And so here you were, spitefully wearing your most elegant dress and downing glasses of wine in an attempt to drown out all of the nonsense around you. There was only one thing that could make this event any worse and— 

“Hello everyone! The strongest jujutsu sorcerer has arrived — I know you were all looking forward to my appearance”. 

And there it was. There was that one thing that could make this event any worse. Gojo Satoru.

You dipped your head low, burying yourself in your glass of wine and praying to any god who would listen to not let this man see you. It’s been over two years since the two of you broke up, but he still wasn’t someone you enjoyed running into. 

Gojo was terribly notorious for having a long line of girls at his disposal, and with his incredible strength and annoyingly good-looks, it wasn’t hard to understand why. The two of you had never been in an officially committed relationship, and so technically Gojo was free to do as he pleased — but you were practically dating and your heart ached every time you caught wind of him being with another woman. And so two years ago you cut things off with him for good — you were tired of being the one he always ran back to at the end of the day. 

He’d looked at you with eyes full of pain that night, begging and pleading to stay with him. He showed you a vulnerable side to him that you had never seen before — and he swore to you that if you had asked to make things official, he would have committed himself to you fully. You declined however, because you felt like you shouldn’t have needed to ask for that kind of thing — but maybe that was just your ego getting in the way. 

“Hey, beautiful, I’ve never seen you around before, you must be from the Tokyo campus,” Some random assistant casually leaned against the counter you were sitting at and shook you out of your thoughts.

“If you’ve never seen me before then you must not be very important,” You shot him a distasteful glance, taking another sip of your wine. 

The man’s face lit up with panic — he must not have been expecting such retaliation to his pathetic attempt of flirting. 

“Are you bothering her?” A familiar voice came from behind you — a long, slender hand slapping down onto your shoulder, “Please don’t flirt with my wife”. 

“Ah- Wife? I’m so sorry, sir,” The man stumbled over his words, bowing his head to Gojo and scurrying away. 

Gojo wasted no time sliding into the seat next to you and pouring himself a glass of wine from the bottle you’d already been working on. 

“Really? You’re telling people I’m your wife now?” You gave him a deadpanned look. 

“It worked, didn’t it?” He shrugged his shoulders and took a sip from his glass. 

You rolled your eyes hard, “Why are you here, Satoru?” 

“Same reason as you. The old, conservative pussies are afraid those special grades might attack — so why not invite their two prized sorcerers to protect them?” 

“Fair,” You let out a heavy sigh, “Not sure that was their best move though — I don’t think either one of us is very motivated to save these fuckers”. 

“No, but I brought my students with me today. So, if anything does happen, make sure you put on a show for them,” He winked, already topping off his wine glass. 

You looked over to see a few kids sitting a couple tables away from the two of you, chatting amongst themselves and wondering why the fuck they had to be here. 

And so an hour or two went by, and to your surprise, you found yourself laughing hysterically alongside Gojo. The two of you had definitely drank a bit too much, and your personalities complimented each other a little too perfectly. You shared the same terrible sense of humor and he had quite the knack for bringing out this lighthearted side of you. You had missed moments like this these past two years. 

Neither of you were paying any attention to the current debate that was occurring between the higher ups when a loud crash sent broken pieces of glass flying through the grand hall. Sure enough, the curses had made their appearance and came flying into the building through a now broken window.

“It’s our time to shine, huh?” Gojo looked over at you, and you imagined that his icy blue eyes were swirling with excitement under that mask. 

“Yeah, let’s make this quick,” You found a warm ball of excitement churning in your own stomach — it’d been a long time since the two of you had fought together. 

Your technique revolved around the manipulation of cursed energy and converting it into light. You could wrap yourself in a shield of light, send curse-filled bursts of light at your enemies, and move at the speed of light as well — which was almost as efficient as Gojo’s teleportation abilities. You had a series of more advanced moves as well, but those required more energy output and therefore you used them a little less often.

The two of you were both able to move so fast that the curses really didn’t stand a chance. You found yourself laughing as you flipped through the air, hurling balls of light at the curses as Gojo worked closer in hand-to-hand combat. At one point, while the two of you were flying past each other, Gojo stuck out his hand and gave you a high five, both of you smiling like maniacs who enjoyed fighting a little too much. 

Between Gojo’s Limitless and your extreme agility and bursts of light, the curses were quickly forced to flee. Both of you were feeling much too drunk and much too lazy to chase after them, even with all of the higher ups begging you to do so. Gojo simply flipped them off and stuck out his tongue, saying that he did what they paid him to do — keep the curses away — and now that the curses had been scared off, he was no longer needed. 

“You want to come back with me, relieve more of our old memories together? I remember how much you loved sleeping in my king sized bed,” Gojo looked back at you, offering one of his large, slender hands. 

Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was your stupid, stupid heart, but you reached out and took his hand, “Fuck it, let’s go”. 

Gojo’s house on the outskirts of the Tokyo campus was just as you remembered — sleek black interior with modern furniture and extravagantly silky sheets on his bed — his same bed that you were currently sprawled out on, laying in nothing but your undergarments. 

Gojo joined you a couple minutes later, his bare skin warm and familiar against yours. He pressed a few sloppy kisses to your lips, both of you still incredibly tipsy and unable to stop the small giggles from leaking out between your lips while you kissed. 

“Take the blind fold off you weirdo,” You pulled at the back of the black fabric. 

“Mmm, okay,” He mumbled, undoing the knot and exposing his piercing blue eyes.

“So pretty,” You murmured under your breath — his eyes really were the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen in your life

His fluffy silver hair fell down messily over his face, a drunken smile stretched across his lips. His smile quickly turned into a devilish grin as he slipped the mask over your eyes instead, tying a tight not at the back of your head.

“This isn’t what I meant,” You droned, but you didn’t argue — you certainly weren’t opposed to being blindfolded.

“It looks good on you,” He slurred, his words messy and his lips even messier as he pressed them back against yours. 

The kisses seemed to last forever, and both of you were perfectly okay with that — your hands taking their time exploring each other’s bodies for the first time in far too long. 

Gojo’s hands worked their way up your back, tracing lines along your toned muscles until he finally reached the nape of your neck. His fingers entangled themselves in your hair, soft hums coming from his lips.

“I still have handcuffs, if you’re still into that sort of thing,” he mused, massaging his fingertips into your scalp. 

“Damn, I can’t believe you remember what I like. I thought my preferences would have gotten lost among the sea of other women you were pleasing,” You let the snarky remark roll off your tongue, though there was clearly no real spite in your words — you’re both adults and what happened then was in the past now.

“It wasn’t even that many,” He defended, “And you were the only one who ever mattered”. 

“I’m flattered,” You laughed, “Now, where are those handcuffs?” 

Gojo stifled a deep laugh, his hands leaving your hair as he lifted himself up and stood from the bed. When he returned a few moments later, there was cool metal wrapping around both of your wrists. He had two sets of handcuffs, putting one on each wrist and then hooking the other side to the bed posts. 

You were entirely at his disposal now, your hands secured over your head and your vision blocked off by the black mask. 

“I could tickle you right now and there’s nothing you could do,” Gojo observed aloud, pressing kisses up the side of your torso.

“Satoru, I would kick the living shit out of you,” You threaten, goosebumps growing under your skin. 

“Yeah, but you can’t touch me unless I let you,” He retaliated, his soft hands reaching underneath your bra to feel your breasts.

You groaned in response — his Limitless really did make him impossible.

He cupped each of his hands around your firm lumps, gently massaging them between his fingers. His cool fingertips then made their way down to your lower body, swiftly removing your remaining underwear. You were now completely exposed to him, chills running down your spine as you wondered what he would do next. 

You heard a shaky breath leave his lips, his hungry hands massaging circles into your thighs, “God, you’re so beautiful. I missed you so much, you know that?” 

“I’m sure you did,” You breathed, “I’m a wonderful person to be around”. 

Gojo let out a hearty laugh, and you heard what you assumed to be the sound of his own underwear getting thrown to the floor. A few seconds later he was straddling your torso, his warm thighs wrapped around your body. You couldn’t see it, but you knew his massive member had to be right in front of your face now. 

“Remind me what that pretty mouth can do,” He cooed, pressing the tip of his length gently to your lips. 

You graciously granted him access, parting your lips and taking the head of his cock into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around the sensitive tip, earning a few twitches from Gojo’s body. You began to bob your head back and forth as much as the handcuffs allowed, a few quiet moans leaving his throat in response. 

He began to move his hips against you, gingerly pushing his member deeper and deeper into your mouth until you were taking the full length down your throat. He groaned and let a few curse words slide from between his teeth — your mouth was wrapped so perfectly around him. Tears pricked at your eyes and a couple rough gags ripped through your throat, Gojo finally pulling away and allowing you to catch your breath. 

After that, you felt a single one of his long, slim fingers slide into your mouth, and you wasted no time wrapping it in your tongue and sucking hard. 

“Good girl,” He murmured, plucking his finger back out of your mouth and moving it down to your aching entrance. 

Between the saliva on his finger and the slick juices around your opening — his finger slid in effortlessly. He started moving in quick movements, curling his finger up into your g-spot each time. A few light moans left your lips, your fists clenching in the cuffs as your yearned for more. His finger felt good, but you wanted the real thing — you needed it.

“Satoru, please,” You practically whined his name, a tiny bit ashamed for how desperate you were for him right now. 

“Patience, love,” He clicked his tongue and your heart did somersaults at the endearing name. 

He removed his singular finger and intertwined it with a second one before sliding them back into your cavern. He picked up a steady pace again, your breath hitching in your throat. Two fingers was certainly better than one, but the continuous teasing was just making you even more desperate to feel his member inside of you. You mumbled his name over and over, small pleads and shameless whispers leaving your mouth as you bucked your hips against his hands.

“No ones fucked you as good as I used to, have they? You’re horribly desperate right now” He clicked his tongue again, removing his fingers and moving them up to your clit. He rubbed the smallest, softest circles against the small nub, your core growing warmer with desire. 

“I won’t make you wait any longer then,” He whispered, sitting back and positioning the head of his length against your throbbing cunt. 

“Please,” You mumbled fervently, any ego or pride that you once had was completely down the drain now. 

Your pleads were finally rewarded, Gojo pressing himself deep into your tight walls. The immediate feeling was complete bliss, your head rolling back in pleasure as you heard a throaty moan creep it’s way out of Gojo’s mouth. His moans were so pretty — god, you’d missed the sound of them.  

He moved in and out at a tantalizingly slow pace at first, your hips bucking and wiggling as you made fervent attempts to make him go faster.

“So eager…” He shook his head, continuing to move at a pace that was absolutely agonizing — you thought you might die if he didn’t rail the hell out of you soon. 

“Please, fuck,” You gasped, “Stop moving so goddamn slowly”. 

“Your whines are so pretty, baby. Say my name and maybe I’ll give you what you want,” He murmured, his voice low and husky. 

“Fucking hell,” You gritted your teeth, “Please Satoru, please fuck me already”. 

“Shit,” He mumbled under his breath, your words sending electricity coursing through his body. 

After hearing you say that, he was quick to give you what you wanted, picking up his pace and wrapping his hands firmly around your hips. Strangled combinations of moans, whimpers, and cries filled the air as they flew from your mouth. You didn’t care how loud or desperate you sounded, you wanted him to know how good he was making you feel. 

The two of you were an entangled mess of sweaty skin and throaty moans, Gojo filling your ears with praises and compliments the entire time. His lengthy member railed into you over and over, hitting that perfect pleasure point with each stroke and sending warm surges of ecstasy through your veins. 

Your bodies moved together in sync, your breaths aligning and your climaxes threatening to arrive simultaneously. After a few more firm strokes, you felt yourself drowning in pleasure — euphoria crashing through your body like waves. Gojo reached his end point just a few moments later, his loud cuss words and strangled moans filling your ears. 

The two of you rode out your orgasms together, and almost immediately afterwards Gojo collapsed next to you. He lazily reached up and uncuffed each of your hands, leaving the cuffs dangling from his bed posts just in case there was a round two in his future. He rolled the sticky condom off his member and tossed into a nearby trash bin, a relaxed sigh slipping between his parted lips. You peeled the black mask off of your eyes, finally able to meet his again. 

He was staring at you with eyes filled with all kinds of emotions — the emotions that he’d been too afraid to admit to the first time the two of you were together. But he wasn’t afraid of commitment anymore, he was absolutely certain about what he wanted, and it was you. 

“Stay with me,” He asked, his eyes pleading with you, “I’m ready this time, I promise. I’m all yours, if you’ll have me”. 

You found a small smile tugging at the edges of your lips as you looked deeper into his eyes, “Of course I’ll stay, as long as you still feel this way when you wake up sober tomorrow”. 

“I’ll feel this way forever,” He pressed his head into you and mumbled into your chest, “And I’ll remind you as many times as you need to hear it”. 

You wrapped your arms around him in response, the two of you fitting impeccably together. He placed a few gentle kisses to your skin before his breathes began to slow. You found your own breathing to be evening out, your cloudy thoughts pushing you closer and closer to sleep. The two of you slowly drifted off together, your heavy breaths falling perfectly in sync.

[f1nalboys]

OKAY OKAY How about Billy's perspective during the events of the first story. His thoughts on the Reader, his thoughts on finding Stu, his thoughts on the Reader after theyre gone, any regret or guilt? Just his thoughts in general? Asdfghjkl

SO SORRY THIS TOOK AS LONG AS IT DID D: but I didn't do a full fledged fic for this which i hope is alright and i hope you enjoy this !!!!

the ending (poly!ghostface x gn!reader, angst) masterlist

WORD COUNT: 581

WARNINGS: death mention, murder mention, billy loves stu more than us :(, basic angst.

When Billy first met you, he definitely thought you were interesting

Stu was the one who really wanted to get to know you (Billy boy’s got trust issues what can I say) so in the beginning he was not really trying to get close to you, both physically and emotionally

Now, after a while, he definitely starts to change how he feels from mild annoyance to an actual sense of like

I see him being jealous at first because of how much Stu likes you but he comes around eventually, especially if you met them before they planned on killing. Agreeing to kill a bunch of people with your boyfriend kind of cements the fact that they love you a whole bunch

So lets skip forwards a bit and say this is after the Woodsboro killings, where this whole thing started; the hospital

Before that, Billy loved you. He didn’t even consider an alternative to his love, but after Stu nearly died? He realized something

While he loved you, he was in love with Stu. If it came to choosing between the two of you, he was picking Stu with 0 hesitation.

I think that’s really the turning point for him in his feelings towards you

The more you hung around them and doted on them, the more annoyed he found himself getting

When Stu suggested starting back up, he didn’t want to simply because he didn’t want anything to happen to Stu. When he was in the hospital, unsure of if Stu was going to make it or not, he realized that Stu was a lifeline for him and his sanity.

He considered how he would feel if you were gone and he realized that while yes, he would be sad if you were gone, he could survive, could move on and continue what he was doing. He wouldn’t be able to do that if it were Stu

When he suggested you as a possible victim, he hadn’t really thought it through. All he knew was that it’d be a good cover for them, especially since you had survived Woodsboro

Seeing Stu all angry and sad about your death angered him

Why was he mourning YOU? Why wasn’t he focused on the plan like Billy was? His abandonment and trust issues bubble up again, especially after the initial confrontation between the two of them

It was a betrayal in Billy’s eyes, especially when Stu accused him of not caring about him because fuck, he was doing this for Stu!

Coming home and finding Stu was the beginning of the end, really

His literal biggest fucking fear came true and he is absolutely blaming himself. And after he finds the note addressed to him from Stu? It rips him apart.

When he thinks back on everything, he just has a lot of regret but he isn’t able to pinpoint it specifically. Obviously he regrets how he dealt with Stu at the end, but he isn’t sure if he regrets killing you

If you were alive, Stu would be too. So in the end I’d say he regrets killing you but not because of genuine regret

So overall yes he loved you, at one point, but towards the end his love for Stu really ended up trumping his love for you. And towards the end he grows some resentment for you because of how hard Stu was taking your death

Sorry Billy you little bastard maybe you shouldn’t have killed us 🙄

[johannstutt413]

(alright brain if you’re gonna hold me hostage) Doc x Shark (there is so much good fucking material aaaaaaaaa)

When the Doctor received the news that Specter had been ‘cured,’ a lot of thoughts went through his mind. Most pressing of them: “What if Laurie doesn’t remember me fuuuuuu-”

“Doctor?” Amiya popped her head into his office. “Specter’s here to see you.”

“Shit already? I mean, uh, send her in.” Now he was cursing in front of impressionable Cautuses, oh he was gonna blow it big time wasn’t he-

All thought, and most of his blood, exited his brain as Laurentina glided into his office. Not literally - most people would’ve said she walked in - but exalted beings don’t walk, and She certainly was exalted in his mind. One sharp-toothed grin was all it took to dissolve him. “My, my, my~ Do you still recognize me, Doctor?”

“O-of course.” His eyes were hers to command as she drifted around his office, circling him. “I didn’t know if you’d remember me…”

“Oh? Worried about the rocks in my head blocking you from my mind? Well, they haven’t, so we can skip the boring introductions and get straight to business. After all, we still don’t know each other at all, do we?” Specter passed by his chair close enough to set it spinning, so she did.

An apt metaphor for his state of mind, considering what she’d just said. “We don’t?”

“The ‘me’ you knew isn’t who I am.” The shark’s eye gleamed as she twirled around to walk backwards. “She’s a fun mask to put on, now that she’s not a straightjacket, but you never got to see the real me until today. I wonder if you’ll be disappointed.”

“I…”

Laurie shook her head. “Come now, my little dry-lander, you’ve been waiting for this day, haven’t you? Surely you have something to say to pique my interest?”

“Sorry,” he mumbled, “it’s just…”

“I guess you can find me when you’ve figured it out. My patience is limited, Doctor~” She left him a hook as she drifted towards the door-

-but turned back to look at him as the Doctor slammed his fist on his desk. “Damnit, woman, could you stop being sexy for two seconds?!”

“I’ve never tried that,” Specter smirked, walking back towards him. “Why start now?”

“Then how the hell am I supposed to think straight? I’m not gonna be able to rub two brain cells together any time you’re in the room… This is so unfair.” He sighed, wondering if his fate was to serve as the shark’s chew toy in new and differently painful ways.

Two eye-blinks later, though, and Laurentina’s hands were pressing on the arms of his desk chair. “Am I frustrating you?”

“Frustrat- Are you serious?” He set his hands on top of hers and pushed himself to his feet without dislodging the shark. “Do you know how ‘frustrated’ I’ve been while you were fighting anemones with your girlfriends?”

“Weren’t you busy with some self-imposed period of abstinence? What was it called… ‘No Nut-’”

The Doctor lifted his mask so he could face-palm properly. “Son of a-”

“Got you.” She finished removing that pesky face covering of his, tossing it onto the couch on the other side of his office, so she could reach her real prey: his lips. “Mmmm~ Finally. You know how to keep a girl waiting.”

“Asdfghjkl-”

Another kiss, longer, enough to leave him gasping as Specter smiled at him. “I thought you’d try to ‘bring me to my senses’ like you used to. Someone forgot my weak point~”

“I didn’t forget,” the Doctor sputtered, cursing his asthmatic lungs for stealing precious seconds of face-time. “Imagine if I tried something like that on Orca.”

“We both know she’s sweet on you, too. Now, if you tried something like that on Kal’tsit?” She laughed-

-leaving herself open for him to lightly tap her nose. “Poke~”

“...You cheeky little-” This time she was the one interrupted by the incoming kiss. When the Doctor pulled back to catch his breath again, Laurentina followed him halfway, her face inches from his and flushed. “Doctor.”

“Yes, Precious?” He braced himself, expecting more of the same.

The shark, of course, knew how to surprise him. She plucked him from his chair. “I’m not yet satisfied.”

“Wait a minute.” The Doctor reached for his pocket. “I can’t-”

“Are you really going to content yourself with the so-called beauty of incompletion? And you claimed I frustrated you.” There was a genuine flicker of annoyance mixed with her recently-returned taunting smugness.

Anything but as he pointed his phone at the door and engaged the emergency office lockdown; the lights dimmed immensely, the door secured itself with several locking mechanisms, and a “do not disturb” sign turned on outside. “-before I make sure we won’t be disturbed.”

“Ah, yes.” She rolled her eyes far enough back for her second eyelid to close. “You and your privacy concerns.”

“I like having a job, thank you very much.” Whatever customs she was used to, he didn’t want to think about the PR nightmare someone walking in on them might cause.

Specter simply clicked her tongue. “As if they’d have the gall to eject you. Are we doing this, or is there some other delay I should know about?”

“Nothing else,” he promised. “God, it’s good to have you back.”

“Oh, but Doctor, we’ve barely even begun to get to know each other, truly… Let’s fix that~”