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[caruliaa]

starting a collection

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[2ch3rr13s]

From something to nothing

Weeks had passed since he last seen you, and he just can't take it anymore. You're his love, his darling, his; he wants you back already.

well i can't be predicable and just say everyone gets a bad/good ending, so it's going to be mixed

@swivy123 did part 2 and tagged u like u asked <3

pt. 1

cw/tw- angst (ofc), hurt/comfort, hurt no comfort, reader dies in one of them (lmao srry babes), gn! reader

Alhaitham

To love was simply a confusing emotion to Alhaitham. He never felt the need to be in a relationship or to see the reason to ever form one. But you, came into his life and made his see what it was like to loved and cared for. He didn't have the luxury of such after his grandmother passed away, and he never knew the feeling of such an emotion as it slipped through his fingers.

And the day he blew up on you, you wouldn't come around until he, himself, went out of his way to apologize. You didn't like confrontation, you didn't like be upfront with your emotions, and he knew you, maybe even better than you did.

So why? Why was it the first time he's seen you in weeks, his heart his heavy with guilt as you were wrapped in the arms of his blond roommate?

The two of you were in Lambad's Tavern, he thought he was just here to pick up his roommate again. But instead you were here also and you looked as bad as Kaveh, well in the sense of you two being drunk.

Your eyes were a bit puffy, and you had small tears rolling down your cheeks as Kaveh had you in his arms.

And when he made his way over to you, you looked up and began to cry even more. His lips in a frown as he pulled you up and into his arms.

Your hands formed fists as they began to pound against his chest, but his arms still held you as you threw your little tantrum. One arm wrapped around your waist, the other soothingly running through your hair.

Kaveh watched with a little smile of relief on his face, as he swirled his glass of wine before taking a sip. Well, at least the two of you looked as if you'd be okay.

At least Kaveh didn't have to hear you talk about how much you missed Alhaitham anymore or see how brooding his roommate could actually be.

Diluc

Once again, he had come home from being the Darknight Hero again, and he just couldn't take it anymore not seeing his lovely partner in bed waiting for him.

Swallowing up his pride, the next day he entered through the tall gates of Mondstadt and made his way over to Cat's Tail ignoring how Diona was by the door and looked as if she wanted to scratch his eyes out.

Entering the establishment, he straightened his clothes as he looked to see a surprised Margret behind the counter with Prince. "Master Diluc, what brings you here? TCG I'm assuming?"

Yelling could be heard as a little crowd was forming around a table and his eyes glanced over, and for some reason he thought he seen some hair that looked familiar.

Cheering was heard all around as he heard a loud 'yes!' being shouted by what he could assume was the winner as everyone parted leaving him speechless.

"Them... I'm here for them," he mumbled as he felt his legs move on his own making long strides over towards you. You were surprised to hear the breathlessness call of your name as you turned and was quickly pulled into his embrace as a kiss was placed on your lips.

Surprised you pulled away as his gloved hands cupped your cheeks, "I'm sorry [Name], i love you so much." His crimson eyes stared down into your that were skeptical of him

The whispers around you made you turn to the crowd that were were watching wide eyed and murmuring. "God damn it Diluc..."

Kaeya

You and Kaeya were different; like night and day, the sun and the moon, snow and shine. You were bubbly, loving, and were too nice for your own good; he was flirty, sly, and had was around everything.

After you little 'fight' you left your shared home, and returned the next morning after going to Lisa's home and crying to her about what had Kaeya said and did.

Opening the door with your key, you entered your home to see Kaeya asleep on the couch, where he was actually asleep or just faking it you didn't want to stick around to find out.

As quietly as you could, you began to pick up your papers from the floor, Kaeya's words from last night ringing in your ear as you began to fight the tears brimming your eyes.

Little sniffles and hiccups escaped your mouth as you began to gran your papers, looking over at some of the poetry you wrote dedicated to your loving... well, used to be loving boyfriend.

Making a stack of all the papers that were dedicated to the calvary captain you placed them on the table you worked on and picked up the rest that weren't dedicated to him.

"[Name]...?" His head peaked from over the couch as he stood up and walked over to you, only for you to take a few steps back. "What's worng? Why are all your papers on the floor?"

Does he seriously not know? You inhaled sharply, as you went to your shared bedroom, him following behind. "Kaeya... I can't keep doing this. You keep getting drunk and you never remember anything. You seem to lash out on me and I just can't take it anymore!"

His bit his lip as he rubbed the back of his neck and shift his wieght to his other leg, "Come on [Name], I'm sure-" You turned around, and his eye widen at the tears pouring from your eyes.

"No! I don't- I can't," letting out a groan of frustration you wiped your eyes and pushed passed him. "I'll come get my things some other time. Bye Kaeya."

Once again you left him in a cold empty house, and this time, you weren't going to come back to him, in his arms ever again.

Albedo

Time is such a fleeting thing really, and no one had enough of it. Well, mortals never had enough time, ever.

It started with weeks going by since you last seen Albedo, you felt a bit guilty for how you kicked him out from your home but what he said deeply hurt you. So, with a determined mind and a aching heart you gathered up some supply and got ready for a hike up Dragonspine.

The cold nipped at your nose and cheeks as your boots crunched the snow beneath you with every step you took. No one liked coming to Dragonspine be it commissions, food, or resources. The place was filled with monsters and the Fatui, so it was reasonable.

Hiking up to where Albedo's lab was, it was damn tiering. Pulling your jacket closer to you, there was a loud boom from behind you, which made you turn your head unaware of what was in front of you.

Apparently a Frostarm Lawachurl woke up from it slumber and it locked onto you, before it charges towards you, the loudness made you turn as you were then thrown off the side of the mountain. What a terrible day to forget your wind glider.

And then days passed since you were last heard of, Albedo believed that you were still locked up in your home ignoring him anytime he went by your home.

It wasn't until Aether and Paimon ran up to him a week later, "ALBEDO!" Paimon screamed as the two ran towards him when he was as the alchemy crafting table with Timaeus.

"Traveler, Paimon what-" Paimon was sobbing as she was holding onto Aether as he was trying catch his breath. He held a necklace to the alchemist, who was confused until he looked at the pendent.

Yours, it's yours. His heart dropped as he clutched it into his hand, "[Name]? A-Are they safe?" He looked over to Paimon who was sobbing as she was behind coddles by Aether. "Where are they...?"

"We were in Dragonspine, and there was an avalanche, I fell but I had my wind glider. We looked down to see that there something down by your lab... They were buried underneath the snow... I'm sorry Albedo."

Albedo closed his eyes as he nodded his head as he took your necklace holding it close to his chest. "Thank you... I-I have to go now..."

He never got to apologize to you, now how will he live knowing that his last words to you were hurtful?

Xiao

The conqueror of demons, the last remaining yaksha, Atalus, and Xiao; he was one by many names, many titles. He didn't necessarily dislike humans, mortals, he just didn't want to get attached only for their life to end abruptly.

His karma debt already affects the monsters around him, and he doesn't need it to affect someone he cares deeply for. So, when push comes to shove, in order to protect the people of Liyue, he is willing to strain his own relationship in order to protect the mortals, even if his love is also a mortal.

I would rather sacrifice you in order to keep the people of Liyue safe, how could anyone you love ever say that to you face? He didn't even look at you when he said those words either, that's what probably made it hurt even more.

Days, weeks, months, and Xiao hasn't heard from you, nor has he seen yo, he would be lying if he said he wasn't worried for you. At night he could barely hear the small whispers of his name from you and he would be by your side in a second.

But when he arrives, you're asleep with your face contorted into one of pain as you toss and turn in bed. With a heavy heart, he sits on the edge of the bed, and leans down pressing a kiss agaisnt your forehead.

This is the last time, I will let you go so you can be with another mortal who pays attention to you. I love you [Name], and before you wake up from your nightmare, he's gone in a wisp of teal and black.

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[thatdeadaquarius]

Genshin Sagau (?) Isekai Brainrot - Language

I've seen like ONE small kinda related Genshin Sagau/isekai idea for this but I wanted more of it so BAD

It’s not the most interesting thing in the world, it’s about our modern vernacular vs. Teyvat's flowery speech

Pls feel free to expand on or add to this pLEASE TAG ME IF U DO IM STARVING OUT HERE :)))

So I saw someone write like one sentence abt this (can’t remember who :( sorry I’ll update if I find them ) or like a brutally honest version??

But I also took inspo from how fucking wordy and long conversations that are in Genshin, even with ppl like Xiao (the rude boy that he is) or even Tighnari who gets to the point pretty quickly

It goes smth like:

So, all of Teyvet, (esp ppl like Zhongli 💀 u know the ones) talk,, flowery.

Like, the whole Pride and Prejudice style speaking, euphemisms, metaphors, for some characters (or Npcs) its full on POETRY. 

Lookin’ at you Kazuha.

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And going off of any variation of you being the Creator, (or otherwise an older mythical being?), they could have this thing where the older a deity/mythical thingy is, the simpler the speech. 

Kinda makes sense to them y’know? The older beings are serious, commanding, intimidating

And nothing says "I'm ancient as fuck and powerful as fuck" like simple blunt speech.

And being closer to the literal creation of the world, language would understandably be less complex (I’m assuming it’s the same as in human cultures in our world's history)

Like literally look at our fantasy typical stories, plenty of them have a dragon or ancient god that speaks in extremes, like so flowery its a metaphor, or so bluntly its startling (ie, "Be not afraid." "I am all powerful." etc etc)

And so, ancient powerful being = direct/blunt speech

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...Y'know,, almost like our modern vernacular.

Like, part of some of our modern day comedy is purely based on a sentence being delivered bluntly for impact

Hell our ads and videos and content in general we always want to get to the point, to say things simply

So with this in mind, even if you try to deny being the Creator, they might still think you are, or at least a more minor ancient deity/creature

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(like the Seven Sovereigns/Phanes/Shades/etc. for example would sound eerily modern or at least easy for you to understand bc of this trait lol)

(Also I'm just assuming u know Genshin lore enough to know what I meant by that ^)

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So, I love the AU where you just,, hitch a ride with the traveler like Paimon bc u start at the "beginning of the game",

And with every person you meet, you're like, "Ok, no, I promise this is just how my country/world speaks, it's not like that, I'm not some ancient deity…" 

And They're all like 🤨🤨🤨 "Well, fine traveler and companions, why does your speech sound so simplistic and sharp? Surely, you do not expect me to truly believe you.."

You: "Please I just talk like this, I'm a regular human."

Them: "Alright, if it is as you say,, you wish to not experience being "known" yes? Fear not, I will keep your secrets close to my chest."

You: "No, for the last time, that's not-" 

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And it just keeps happening, lol

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(srry I tried my best at emulate Genshin language + flowery speech idk how to do it)

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Like maybe you would just sound weird or like a foreigner speaking y’know in simpler sentences bc they don't know the language as well as native speakers, at least that could be how you sound to NPCs and ppl who don’t know abt simpler speech meaning

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...But the Adepti? Zhongli?? Barbatos maybe??? Even the Aranara??? Those who are old enough to maybe have heard how older beings speak or at least have knowledge of how they should speak/sound??

You couldn’t have predicted how shocked their faces were the second you opened you’re mouth… 

Sumeru scholars would freak tf out i stg, as soon as you meet Haypasia, she's already losing it, first the Irminsul progress, now this ancient being/Creator?? Girlie thinks its a sign lmao

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(I’m an Aether lover, and also bc I think Lumine looks badass as Abyss ruler, so I’m gonna go with Aether for traveler sorry Lumine mains love yall T-T)

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You, and Aether being equally confused at first pLEASE 😭 

lets say he speaks a little more fluffy than you at least, after all I’m assuming bc of the outfit that he’s from a fantasy-like place, and his replies can be a little fluffy like Teyvat’s residents, so he kinda fits in, kinda like everybody assumes he's just from another country when he gets to a new nation (at least that’s what I think happens??)

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Like after (maybe Diluc?) Lisa, Kaeya, Venti, and Jean (who I think would all be knowledgeable, thru diff means, about this enough to maybe recognize the simpler speech = ancient god thing)

ALL reacted shocked as hell at hearing you talk, and would probably explain (or Paimon before then?) in that infuriatingly roundabout way, that you would usually skip a couple dialogue boxes just to avoid bc yOU ALREADY GOT THE POINT or alternatively WHATS THE POINT HERE?? JUST SAY IT, WHATS THE COMMISSION/QUEST FOR/WHAT DO I DO??

(Those blue highlights be savin my impatient life, and i actually like lore stuff 💀)

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Oh that’s also another frustration. For you.

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It would drive me crazy if I had to wait like,, 2-3 minutes for ppl to explain what they ate for dinner or sm shit

Like, now imagine that’s everyone, about everything.

You don’t know how anything gets done in battles or wars, like you need faster communication for that right??💀

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Anyway, you, Aether and Paimon decide you just gotta not talk when you first meet people or like,, make sure you're gonna be around that person for a while so you don’t have to possibly get someone over the shock of your speech every time you guys talk to people 😭 that'd be so miserable I can already tell,,

Like at first, every convo ya’ll have had with people who recognize that direct speech trait as a thing, would take at least 10 minutes to finish talking about it/being shocked,,

It got so old so fast.

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(Like I already can’t communicate that good with ppl irl bc I misunderstand them, or they do me, or they just dont get what I mean, and as my friends put it, which I think would fit here for any language shenanigans we go thru in Teyvat, "A Shakespearean level of misunderstanding, hilarious but such a downward spiral to watch, it just gets more and more ridiculous as it goes on...")

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On another note, making fun of someone would be so fucking funny,

I’d like to give myself the benefit of the doubt that many characters, after getting used to your speech, would generally understand you (even if they always notice it, like an accent) and would actually rlly love hearing insults or even just generally how you would put things

(like maybe treating this almost like those vids of ppl with non-native english speaknig relatives/parents and its the most hilarious thing to watch them, usually get pissed 😭, at their kid, if u dont know what I mean look up on tiktok or smth)

And You just come off like those insults where you dont even use cuss words, you just like, drag queen read them into never showing their face again, and you did it in so few words!! 

They're amazed and oh, 

you've become the John Mulaney of Teyvat 

(Bad examples include:

Fontaine inventor: "...And I shall call my invention, crocks!"

You: "I wouldn't even be cremated in those." ) 

*Aether crying laughing in the background bc he never knows what you’re gonna say next, and Paimon's jaw dropped so hard

JFC this post is so long sorry, I probably will spam with a Part 2 but let me know if you’re interested in hearing more anyway!!

Thanks for reading this rambling!!

Or send in asks abt this 👀

Cheers,

🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

[pemguims]

hrpf fic recs!!!!!

hello hello! i have been meaning to do this for so long but i am finally here with my list! i've tried to keep some of the more 'obvious' choices off here (for example top kudos pieces like king and lionheart) but some will slip through bc. i like them <3

i will mention main trope / trigger warnings on each fic but read tags before u read etc etc etc

also i love ABO and generally prefer long fics so srry if that doesnt align w ur interests! i also will read any and every pairing under the sun, so a lot of these are just random pairings :3 also i haven't tagged th writers tumblr accounts bc that ? felt odd to do for some reason ? but if u would like to be tagged lmk !!!!!! <3

sidgeno:

the biblical sense by sevenfists - word count: 57,896 ✷Sid, I’m so—I’m sorry,” Geno said. “My stupid—I’m ruin everything, I—” “Shut up, Geno,” Sidney said, already intensely weary of listening to Geno’s self-recrimination. “You’ve barely even done anything.” Geno’s voice dropped what sounded like an entire octave. “But I want to.”✷ (ABO, canon setting)

th first hrpf fic i read which got me into hockey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

leave the lights on by coricomile - word count: 17,692 ✷"Okay?" Geno asked groggily. Sid snapped out of it. Cold sweat broke out across the back of his neck. He inched away, tucking his hands under his thighs. He wouldn't have- Geno didn't deserve to be hurt. Sid would never- "Your head?" "Yeah," Sid choked out. Geno leaned forward and soothed a big hand over Sid's hair, his lips twisting at the corners. His eyes were painkiller bright, glazed over enough that they looked like marbles. He left his hand on Sid's head as his eyes slid shut. Sid sat still as Geno dozed and counted his breaths.✷ (TW: OCD, mental health issues. canon setting)

anything that touches by saysthemagpie - word count: 48,578 ✷Sid knew how to smile. He knew how to make the muscles work, how to soften his face into something less rigid. Geno liked him happy. If he wanted Sid easy and pleasant, here at the end, Sid could give him that. Geno asked so little of him.✷ (TW: Sexual assault, prostitution, abuse, trauma. canonish-AU)

probably one of my top 10 favourite fics ever ngl. so so good so beautiful so sad i have such a vivid memory of reading this for the first time at like 11pm hunched in bed trying to cry rlly quietly so i didnt wake my bf KSBDBKJ. one of th most harrowing pieces of literature i think i have ever read <3

blood from the stone by saysthemagpie - word count 80,903 ✷It wasn’t the prospect of pain that frightened him. Zhenya was a hockey player: he was used to pain, even to violence. But this wasn’t like a fight on the ice—tempers boiling over, hot rage spilling out everywhere—cathartic, necessary, even if it got him sent down the tunnel. This was different. There was nothing here to push back against, no way to assert his own will. In a little while Crosby would come to him, and Zhenya would open the door and let him in. Crosby would feed from him, taking what he wanted from Zhenya’s body. And then they would be bound.✷ (Vampires, forced bonding. canonish-AU)

another banger another harrowing tale!!!!!!!! sidney crosby u will suffer!!!!!

morning to wake you by oflights - word count: 54,104 ✷I've been calling this The Sexual Misadventures of Sidney Crosby forever, and that gives you an idea, but just in case: in which Sidney wins a gold medal, has sex (a lot), falls in love (twice), and breaks a bunch of rules.✷(canon setting)

swallow the fire by cascara_soda - word count: 6367 ✷“It’ll be okay. It’s my choice,” Sid said, and it was only sort of a lie. Or, the 1989 Super Series Winner’s Room AU.✷ (canon AU setting)

life is wine by coricomile - word count: 9414 ✷"I see you watch him," Geno says, leaned in so he's talking directly into Jamie's ear. Jamie tenses, but Geno doesn't move away. He drops his arm over Jamie's shoulders and it shouldn't feel like a trap, but it does, even if Geno doesn't do anything other than hold on. "Is hard not look, I know." Sometime after Jamie got distracted by Sidney's ass, Hags had left the booth and subsequently left Jaime alone with Geno, abandoned except for the clutter of empties.✷ (canon setting)

ache by pheobus - word count: 4079 ✷Sid wasn’t an omega, but just once he wanted to be selfish. Maybe Geno would realize that this wasn’t how things were meant to be, or that there was simply no way Sid could be anything other than who he was. His thoughts were all twisted up, stuck in overwhelming cycles of what-if. Sid liked who he was, what he was. He didn’t want to be an omega. But dear God, he wanted Geno to mount him like one.✷ (ABO)

more than anything by getoffmyhead - word count: 17,011 ✷Sid and Zhenya had been together—officially together—for three years when it happened. Three years of normal, committed relationship sex. They hooked up plenty before that, too, without ever veering into anything weird. They didn't have a sex dungeon. They didn't own nipple clamps. There was nothing in their history that could have prepared Zhenya for the thing that came out of his mouth the first time he and Sid slept together in Miami.✷(canon setting)

i think abt this fic all the time

mattdrai:

so is the longing by dog juice - word count: 44,669 ✷After being forced to take suppressants for a year, Matthew's body is a mess. He has an excruciatingly painful heat every two weeks, and there's no medication to help him.To make matters worse, he's been traded to the Edmonton Oilers. Now, not only does he have to deal with his collapsing body, he also has to contend with Draisaitl, who has made it pretty clear he hates Matthew's scent. If the universe could give him a fucking break, that'd be great.✷ (ABO)

mattdrai fic of all time. in my opinion.

sea change by andthreequarts - word count 33,596 ✷“Wait, is that what’s happening here?” Matthew pushes forward, gets close. “Is that why you were being weird?” “Shut up,” Draisaitl growls, backing up. “Oh no,” Matthew laughs. “This is the funniest thing I’ve heard all week. Leon Draisaitl, an alpha’s alpha. Who would have guessed it, you’re into an omega with barely any scent?”✷ (ABO)

misc:

vince dunn / adam larsson (seattle kraken) serenity in those deep waters by angry_geno_is_score - word count: 114,312 ✷In his second season playing for the Seattle Kraken, Vince Dunn becomes sick with drop withdrawal. When it comes out that he's lied on his paperwork and hasn't had a Dom for over a year, he has no choice but to accept being assigned to a Dom on the team or risk giving up hockey.✷ (TW: past abuse. BDSM AU)

love!!! i love bdsm au's so much!!! ive reread this fic multiple times :3

nicklas backstom / alexander ovechkin (washington capitals) you and me, drenched in green by xihale - word count: 17,710 ✷Nicky’s an omega with a heat problem. Ovi volunteers as tribute.✷ (ABO)

jamie drysdale / trevor zegras (anahiem ducks) caught up now by canary -word count: 20,261 ✷“I do want you to bite me,” Trevor corrected. “And I also want you to hit it raw.”✷ (ABO)

morgan barrson/josh morrissey (winnipeg jets) win some and lose some, baby by symphony7inAmajor - word count: 11,223 ✷“Morgan,” Josh says, his voice sharp and firm. There’s a glint in his eyes that Morgan doesn’t recognize. “Sit.” If Morgan thought his face was hot before, that’s nothing compared to the fire that scorches his cheeks now. Sit. Like—Like he’s a—✷ (canon setting)

this author has sm rlly good other fics as well!!

travis konecny/nolan patrick (flyers...i guess!) Someone Else's Solid Ground - Linsky - word count: 21,757 ✷Nolan’s body has never been his friend.✷ (canon setting)

matthew tkachuk / leon draisaitl / connor mcdavid i'll tell you when to stop - dog juice - word count: 39,640 ✷Matthew is too reckless to be responsible for his own heart. Fucking and falling for Leon? Stupid. Fucking and falling for Connor? Idiotic. Doing that one after the other without either Oiler knowing? Yeah. Matthew's fucked.✷ (canon setting)

rewired my brain a little ngl

gen - san jose sharks & washington capitals catch and release by McSpot - word count: 23,805 ✷If a player gets forced onto the opposing team's bench during play, that player officially becomes a member of their team. There's a whole system to catching players, with strategies determining who the prime targets are and the best way to catch them. Nobody expected Mario to be caught.✷ (canon AU setting)

how this fic doesnt have 100000 kudos and 1000000000 spin off fics i have no idea

sidney crosby / claude giroux unless you wanna come along by anonymous - word count: 8677 ✷"We beat you," Sid says, high on the sheer triumph of it. "Yeah, and how much of the game did you spend begging the refs for it?" Claude jeers, quiet and vicious. "Hardly a fucking win, when you've fucking acted like that, whining and bitching and moa—" Sid kisses him, cutting off the stream of venom.✷ (canon setting)

leon draisaitl / Artūrs Šilovs go ahead and try a little crazy on me by lagerlout - word count: 4062 ✷Leon huffs out a laugh before he can help himself. Goddamn, this fucking goalie is cute. He doesn’t know if he’s trying to be cute but he is.✷ (canon setting, winners room)

fic that makes me go YEEAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also now has a sequel which slaps

jonathan drouin / nathan mackinnon (colorado avalanche) but this is how it is by bruinss - word count: 103,314 ✷The universe gives, and the universe takes, and Jo is left at the end of ten years with a lot less than when he’d started them.✷ (BDSM AU, canon setting)

this author has a lot of really very very very good jo / nate fics i recommend every single one of them !!

sidney crosby / jaromir jagr (pittsburgh penguins) summer to your heart by deastar - word count: 200,575 ✷When it seals, Jaromír feels the old, familiar tug of a soulbond for the first time in years. It feels like having a dislocated joint reduced: a relief, and a sense that something missing has been replaced. But terribly painful at the same time. Sidney is curled up into Jaromír’s side, sinking fast toward sleep. Some impulse Jaromír can’t explain makes him ask his new bondmate, “You feel the bond?” “Mm-hmm.” Sidney’s eyes are closed – his eyelashes look very dark and soft. “How does it feel?” “Good,” Sidney exhales, and just before he drops off, Jaromír catches a psychic whisper of It feels like not being lonely. “Oh, kick me in the balls, why don’t you,” Jaromír says under his breath.✷ (soul / psychic bond, canon AU )

hrpf of all time. i think. in my opinion. there is also a sidgeno fic set in the same kind of AU by this author which is very good but this one...........oaugh....

okay thats it bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Mission Failed

Simon “Ghost” Riley x M!Reader x John “Soap” MacTavish

Last Edited: 17/03/2023

TW: slight angst, foul language, violence, blood, gore, gunshot wound, death mention

@denzellovehazelnuts: Hi! hope you have a good day! Can you do a poly "Ghost x male reader x Soap" (if you comfortable writing poly relationship) with slow burn, angst and fluff at the end? Where Ghost and Soap already in a relationship until the reader came into their team The two male thought the reader wasn't talkative around people but few weeks later, things change at first Ghost seems interesting in the male skill using gun and how fast he can run and Soap like the male sense of humour. Both of them thought it only a friendship type of things. Until the male save Ghost from the enemy on the battlefield and him laughing at Soap jokes. That when the two males known what happen to them, they weren't sure if M/n would comfortable in a relationship with them, so they start doing small things for him like making coffee or helping training,.. And M/n notice it, he even started to fall for the both of them. But he keep denying the things they did for him because he thought that what friend do. and M/n don't think he is ready for a new relationship, he wasn't sure he is good enough for them (the male got trauma from the previous relationships) (more angst please, I would like to suffer for a little bit) (・∀・) After a while, the three of them got into a mission together, everything went good until the male got shot. He thought he going to be de@d soon (only to find out that he only got shot at his leg) so M/n confessed how he feel about the two of them. (andddd I don't know what to do with the ending cause I'm ran out of idea. I would want to see how the treated each other when got into a relationship. Sorry about the grammar, English isn't my first language)

Word Count: 2,654

AO3 LINK -> HERE

Notes: hiiii! i dont do heavy angst but i did do some u know? slow burn it is!!! srry it took so long! irl things hold me back a lot. N since u wanted slow burn, n with all that uve put (about 350 words of things i can work on/with 2 get this drawn out as a full-on fic!! yay!) i had 2 like. try n put all u wanted in there so yea! hope u enjoy!! also! i threw in some other characters like gaz n roach. hope u dont mind em being in here since this is like, a mash of cod n codmw2 (canon? what cancon?) cause i rlly do wanna put some other characters in here that i find interesting n build some sort of character/personality 4 the reader. reader deserves some cool friends-2-brothers!

At first, you hadn’t wanted to join Task Force 141. You were comfortable with your position as the quiet, but light on your feet, knife specialist. Well, that wasn’t truly your title. You were just good with knives. You weren’t too shotty with a gun either. Either weapon being in your hands meant blood was going to be shed. KorTac needed those types, especially those who could use it to get in as well as out; you also couldn’t forget about using your skills to get information. Torturing the prisoners wasn’t something you particularly liked, but you were good at it too. Combining your skills with knives and guns, it truly was hell for anyone on the opposite side of your team. You also couldn’t forget that, out of the others, you were much faster. Sure, some could still beat you at times but that didn’t mean you weren’t good. Bets had been constantly taking place with you, along with others as it was one of the few things any of you could do to pass the time in a less-than-bloody manner.

The transfer from KorTac to Task Force 141 wasn’t smooth. Horangi, or Kim Hong-jin, didn’t let you go for weeks. You were part of his team, one of his men. The leader of KorTac is what most of you saw him as. He knew many of you like the back of his hand. Not to mention, a tiger can be cruel but would never devour its cubs for no reason, well, as some say. As far as you knew, because you were all together, you were a team and therefore family. While there were others who didn’t get along, out in the field, all of you had each other’s back. Very rarely did anyone get left to perish to the enemy.

With all that in mind, it took weeks for him to let you go. More or less, Laswell was the one to convince him; that is if you call bringing each plus every person in KorTac to ruins as “convincing”. She wanted you on a team she could keep tabs on you; doubting her power and skills was out of the question. Which meant leaving KorTac to ensure that everyone else was free from possible imprisonment or death was necessary.

Fitting in wasn’t too hard considering most of the people there were from all over the place. While it’s odd for a member from another team to suddenly appear on another, it didn’t bother most of the others. Just from a glance, you could tell who was into who; as well as who exactly was in a relationship. A man by the name of Ghost including another called Soap, you knew were together. Soap flirted with almost everyone, though it was more teasing and lighthearted. With Ghost though? The flirting went up by twenty percent. His dial for teasing went up tenfold too. Meanwhile, Ghost hardly looked at anyone else, nevertheless, stare at them unless they were the Scottish man. Frankly, you didn’t mind. Who were you to judge the two? Especially when they were good at what they did.

It takes weeks before you’re comfortable enough to so much as talk to anyone 141. Gaz, or Kyle as Soap tended to call him when annoyed, is the first to so much as approach you. While the others are interested, you coming from KorTac had put them off for a bit. Gaz on the other hand treats you like a brother. He’ll throw his arm around your shoulder, dragging you around as he laughs about the past or even at your jokes. At meals, he always throws a raised eyebrow at those who look at you oddly when you’re quiet or sitting with the man. He treats you like you’re part of the team, furthermore, that truly means more than anything to you.

The man is just as bloodthirsty as you are. His stories of falling out of planes along with taking out enemies only lead to you looking up to your new teammate and brother. His tales of meeting Captain Price, past missions, a few tidbits of him being with the SAS, together with some metals he’s earned, only makes you want to pry more stories from the man; not like you don’t have to try. Simply asking about his stories leads to at least an hour-long spill of them from the guy.

And with his stories comes a few of your own. You don’t share much of them, knowing Gaz spreads them to the rest of the team with more dramatics to try to get you to interact with the others. Something you do learn about him that you always keep in mind from his stories is that his blood type is B Negative and shooting any dog, wild or not, makes him feel a bit guilty; he had to shoot one a while ago and apologised to the poor mutt after having to put it down to finish his mission.

With all that he’s shared and how the both of you see each other as brothers, it’s only fair that you let yourself talk to the others in the team. Though your words are short, along with your jokes being told quickly to distract yourself from the stressful situations, you allow yourself to slowly relax with the others. Gaz’s constant support helps you finally allow yourself to bond with your new team and family. It’s only after a mission that things change. 

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“Take the left! Keep your heads down and keep movin’!” Captain Price’s voice rings out in your earpiece. Everything has gone to shit. The intel you’ve been getting was entirely a trap. You’re running through an underground tunnel, Ghost and another man named Roach is running in front of you.

Roach is a quiet man, never talking or letting out a sound, but semi-friendly. From his actions and what you’ve been told of him, he does his best to complete the missions to the tea. The few interactions you’ve had with him were silent but nice. Whether or not he’s mute has crossed your mind time and mind again but you don’t ask; you’d rather leave the man be. After all, he has become something like a friend maybe even another brother.

“Copy. We’re nearly out. Roach and [Redacted] are with me,” Ghost responds, quickening his pace. The rifle smacks against your back as you speed up to keep up with the other two men. Despite the situation, the three of you remain as calm as you can be.

“You’re bein’ tracked like a rabbit is by a hound, Ghost! Move it!” The captain’s orders are clear and the worry is read between the lines. If you three don’t get out, it’s a huge blow to 141. Not only that, but Soap loses his boyfriend, Gaz loses two of his best friends as well as brothers, you three lose your lives, and Task Force 141 loses three of its members. Dying isn’t an option here.

“We have company,” Your words are muffled by your gear but the two soldiers in front of you hear them in their own pieces.

“Fuckin’ hell-” Ghost’s sentence gets cut off by gunfire from behind. Turning around, you fire the Lachmann Sub in your possession.

“We gotta go! They’re gaining!” You clip one of the enemies in the shoulder and another is hit in the stomach. Picking up the speed, the three of you try to beat them out of the tunnel. You cover the back, hoping the two get out before you. If you get surrounded, it’s over.

Thankfully, they haven’t reached the other end of the tunnel as the three of your burst out of the exit. You grab a grenade, pull the pin and throw it in the tunnel. As soon as it leaves your hands, you’re running faster to get to Roach and Ghost before anything else can; one arm wraps around each of your teammates’ necks, dragging them down to the ground as the little metal bomb goes off. Debris flies everywhere, looking for an area to land after being shot out of its place.

With the tunnel exist now collapsed along with no more flying rock and metal, you release the men. “How copy?” Crackles through each of your earpieces. You knock your forearm into Roach’s upper arm, eyes crinkling from your smile. He gives you a grateful nod, standing. You smack Ghost’s arm as he stands, glad to have escaped the enemies for now.

“Tunnel’s collapsed. We’re good. Ready for extraction, Sir,” Blunt and straight to the point are the skull-masked man’s words.

“Good. Heli’s close by. Move to the edge of the town.” With the three of you alive, you can practically feel Captain Price’s relief.

“Copy that, Captain,” Your muffled response comes before Ghost can send in his own. He scans you from the corner of his eye but doesn’t give you a retort. You do, however, hear a small huff of air leave him. You throw your arm around Roach’s neck again, puffs of air leaving you from happiness, meanwhile, his arm comes around your back. Seems the three of you live another day.

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After that mission, Ghost tends to lurk around you more than he originally had. It didn’t help that Soap tends to tag along as well. Thankfully, he finds your jokes hilarious if the loud, boisterous laughter he lets out all the time tells you anything. His teasing ends up piling onto you as well. Before, it was light as well as spread out. Now, it’s almost like he’s talking to Ghost with all the teasing and flirting he now does with you. His boyfriend hardly seems concerned but rather encourages his behaviour. Of course, that doesn’t mean he goes easy on you when the two of your spar together. He’s dead serious when it comes to sparring; it’s only a reminder that while he does good off, he’s just as dangerous as the rest of them.

The two men seem to be fixated on wanting to help you out in training as well. More pointers plus tips are thrown your way when you practice with either of them. Sometimes, they’ll even make you coffee for those sleepless nights. Mentioning such things to Gaz and Roach only leads to your sworn brothers giving you knowing looks or a few teasing words; Gaz is the one with the teasing remarks while Roach pats your shoulder in a mocking but teasing “you poor man” way. Neither seems keen on wanting to spill the tea on why the Scottish and British men have been more affectionate.

While you enjoy their kind gestures, including their company, you’re not sure if you’re ready to admit to yourself, or them, about such feelings or relationships. On the surface, you truly do want to ask them if this is some sort of flirting schtick they have going on. Deep down though, the idea of being with anyone again makes your stomach fill with the lead. How could you enter another relationship? After the last one ended with your soon-to-be fiance’s brains splattered all over a brick wall. How can you move past that? How can you allow yourself to find someone like them? Or even better than them? The answer to that is a sigh alongside a bitter smile. The ring hiding under your tactical gloves seems to burn your skin. Truly, how can you let your first love go? After all, if you weren’t good enough to keep them alive, how can you keep these two from meeting the same gorey end?

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“To think I’d find myself here… How fuckin’ funny,” You mumble. Another mission, this one just like all the others. Well, it would have been if you hadn’t been shot. The blood leaking from your leg alongside a knife wound to your side leave you in pain. Feeling weak isn’t something uncommon but neither is it constantly happening. Words are being spoken to you through your headset. You were to be the lookout but ended up being the enemy's first target.

“How copy?” Rings in your ears. Your eyes stare blankly in front of you. You feel pathetic. Too tired to talk. Too tired to get up. You just sit, popped up against a tree in the heavily wooded area. You’ve failed, failed, failed.

“C’mon, Mate, how do ya copy?” Soap’s voice is worried and winded. He and Ghost are the people you’ve been teamed up with and you’ve failed.

“[Redacted], how copy?” The next tone is Ghost’s. It sounds slightly strained.

“Mission Failed,” You croak, head tilted back and against the tree.

“Status report, Mate. Where are ya?” He’s rushing, possibly panicked now.

“Got two wounds. Gunshot to the thigh. Knife to the side. Bleeding pretty bad, Soap.” You close your eyes, sighing.

“State your location.” The Brit seems to be just as worried as his Scottish counterpart.

“Dunno. Woods. Against a tree… There’s a lot of blood. Feelin’ woozy.” When you open your eyes, your sight is blurred. You’re losing too much blood.

“Keep talkin’ to us then, yeah? You’ll make it out. We’ll get out together,” The Scot’s words, though hopeful, only make you scoff quietly.

“You know… If I get outta here… Think we can go out sometime? Bourbon and whiskey? The three of us?”

“When we get out, [Redacted]. There’s no if here,” The masked man makes it sound final like there’s no way you’ll die on them.

“Yeah… Yeah..” You don’t say anymore, everything slowly hazing away. It’s like your floating in winter with how cold you feel.

“[Redacted]? Don’t sleep! C’mon! Keep ya eyes open!” Soap’s words fade away along with everything else. All that waits is cold darkness.

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“So… Think you can handle our drinking date after this?” Soap perches on the side table, messing with a lighter he took from Ghost.

“After he’s healed, Johnny. No alcohol before,” A semi-scolding is all the man gets from the brooding Ghost. You laugh slightly, jostling your wounds. You wince but wave off the concerned looks you get.

“After I’m no longer full of holes, Johnny-boy.” You take a sip of water afterwards, making Soap frown playfully.

“And to think I was gonna bring out the good shit fer ya. A shame. A damn shame.” You gently shake your head. It was a close call but Ghost got to you before you completely bled out. From what you’ve been told by Gaz, who yelled at you for an hour after you woke up from your four-day sleep, Ghost and Soap dragged you back to the helicopter. Both refused to leave your side. Captain Price ended up having to yell at the men and bribe them with a bit of alcohol to get them to even go to their own rooms. You made sure to apologize to Gaz, hugging him tightly after his blow-up. He thought he was going to lose a friend and family member so you couldn’t blame him.

Roach gave you the cold should for a while before appearing in your room with a cup of coffee. He made sure to smack the back of your head for your stupidity as well, though it was hardly rough. You grabbed the man before he could so much as bolt though when he saw you getting up to hug him. He hadn’t pushed you away though. And the captain? It felt like you were a kid again with how he pinned you with his stare. He made sure to tell you exactly how he felt, going from angry, to disappointed, to angry again. Another guy you couldn’t blame anything on. But you get to live another day at least. And you get to have that date with the two guys who were able to grab ahold of your heart after a long-time of heartache and loss.

[avochele]

Hi, srry to bother u but can i request an xh reaction to their sunbeanim idol crush who's a bit older being on weekly idol with them?

Dear Ms. Idol.

Request: XH's reaction to their sunbaenim idol being on weekly idol with them

Pairing: XH's x gn!reader

Warnings: none (shipping maybe? but only because i don't like shipping real life people but oh well)

Tags: fluff (no idea if that counts as fluff tbh)

a/n: i kinda fell out of the fandom (I wanna get back in tho!!), meaning i haven't been so active as a villain ig? so it's not accurate at all, very ooc (hope you like it still)

Gunil

He would get all giggly when he sees you. He tries to initiate conversation and keeps talking to you. At first you found it kinda sweet how he was so interested in you, but after some time you started to be genuinely interested in your conversation. After the shoot was over you exchanged your numbers and stayed in contact.

Jungsu

Doesn't want to make it obvious that he does have a crush on you. But he isn't really subtle on it either. So when you were paired up to be in one team he barely said anything and when he did, he'd get flustered when you'd look at him. Afte some time he warmed up to you though and even asked for your number.

Gaon

He is really happy to finally see you in person. He is probably the only one that doesn't make it as obvious that he likes you, and actually succeeds in keeping it that way. He starts talking to you and you would lie if you would say, that you didn't take an interest in him.

O.de

He would want to try and impress you. He would get really happy when you compliment him on his playing. He in general would try to to talk to you and get your attention. Would be really proud of himself when he does get your attention. You do notice though that there has to be something going on, because everytime he stands next to you his members start commenting on everything he does.

Jun Han

He would be shy when he sees you. When you talk to him the first time he'd get all flustered and doesn't know what to say, but he gets more open to you over time. People were already shipping you before hand, so it was no surprise when the reactions to the new episode were going crazy. You were trending on Twitter for weeks.

Jooyeon

He would get all shy and giggly when seeing you. He would try to avoid talking to you at first, but then eventually does when you get paired up in a group. He would be all smiley the whole time. Even though he doesn't want to show that he has a massive crush on you, his members don't care. He gets teased throughout the whole episode by his members. In the end Gunil has to ask for your number because he is too scared to ask you himself.

[notnights]

This is gonna be long because im an overthinker AND an overtalker- sorry in advance 😭

alright so i found out you wrote a fic for Ribbuns and immediately went off to check it out, and the tags actually scared me cause my taste for ribbun fics is smthn cute and fluffy- bc they get enough hate as it is, i didnt want them to hate eachother as well lol. Idk, the tags made it seem as if there wouldnt have been a happy ending where they both end up liking eachother.

BUT once I read it!! yes it started off negative, Gangle hating him and the overall relationship theme being kinda toxic (its probably tame but im not mentally strong for this ok) although its deserved since, you know, Jax. No hate to him or anything, the fic says it all lmao

but the way you write them-- it made me open my eyes to this type of relationship between them, particularly on how Gangle had- what, a power trip?- in this relationship, treating Jax badly but him still loving her. Woke smthn up in me frfr; ESPECIALLY THIS (along with more scenes but i esp like the power Gangle is shown to have here over him):

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He shuts up when she says his name though. Nothing more, just a clear command to stop and a quick glance up to his face. Will question why that tickles her brain later.(Acetate Tears, Chapter 1)

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this made me fall in love (as well as understand the trope more) for power trips in toxic love.

Almost made me change teams, to look for angsty toxic ribbun content despite my mentality, until:

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Jax leans into her, pounces. Gives her silly wet kisses. She gives a squeaky scream. Weakly attempts to push him away from her, despite knowing she deserves this. Well maybe not this specifically , but some form of punishment. (same source)

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THIS made me giggle and kick my feet in glee, reminding me of my love for soft kisses in fics

TLDR; your fic is honestly one of the best Ribbun fics ive read so far (im still digging through the tags!! I'm desperate for more!!) and it also awoken smthn in me that i tried to ignore hehe.

I LOVE your perception on their relationship, their behaviours, mindset, everything! Here's to hoping you'll write more ribbun, but its ok if u dont!! 🐰🎀

(im not good with words, but i hope my love for your fic is shared thru this jumble of words lol. I also hope episode 4 gives more depth to Ribbun's relationship that can bring more supporters instead of hate, since its gonna be focused on Gangle🤲)

((OH and im sharing my thoughts here instead of ao3 bc i'm super duper shy for no reason -carbon footprint scares me- and somehow tumblr asks in anon mode isnt as scary. Again, srry im saying so much 💀You dont hv to answer this since its long and not rlly an ask lmao))

Aw hey this is sweet thank you! You're all good, I am also an overthinker and overtalker (if that hasn't been apparent by the way I answer asks already) so I get it!

the tags actually scared me... Idk, the tags made it seem as if there wouldnt have been a happy ending where they both end up liking eachother.

Hey that's alright! That's what the tags are for to make sure this is something a potential reader can handle or get prepare for! The unfortunate thing is I obviously don't want to give away too much with them such as the happy ending, so I totally understand if it wards some people off. Respect for those who know their limits!

I also wanted to leave the ending a bit ambiguous as to if they truly ended up together or not. And depending on what you're hoping for with the story might not be the happy ending [Ganlge voice] you were hoping for.

particularly on how Gangle had- what, a power trip?- in this relationship, treating Jax badly but him still loving her.

One of my favorite things in stories about relationships is that one brings out something in the other they didn't know they needed to let out. Helps balance themselves out. Jax lets Gangle let out more than just "sadness" he lets her find out she's more than a pity party, she has anger to release and resentment to express (among other emotions). She has more than two emotions.

And while this is primarily a comment on Gangle, (this ain't about Jax right now...) Gangle lets Jax find out he's someone capable of relinquishing and receiving of love (the thing about him hating the idea of them having a "happily ever after.")

THIS made me giggle and kick my feet in glee, reminding me of my love for soft kisses in fics

Glad to hear it! I do really like Jax and Gangle being cute. But I like it more when it's after all the hard stuff. One of those well earned things. A cold glass of lemonade after mowing the grass. Eating something salty before eating something sweet and it makes it taste even sweeter!

A lot of folks make cute Jax and Gangle content that it makes me forget I don't make enough of it. Those of y'all who make cute stuff balance out whatever the hell I'm doing over here! So thanks for that.

All these things are very kind of you to say also! Thank you! It means a lot that you came to say them even though you were so shy!

Good luck with your searching! I hope you find more that you enjoy.

And yess I'm very excited for the Gangle episode either if it has some interaction between them or not. Because while I ship them and they're my two favorite characters, as my boyfriend describes "you just like Jax as an accessory to Gangle." Oops! Here's two hoping that sticker set implies there is some more meaningful interaction between them there.

[annasinterests]

don't look at me like that unless you mean it

loneliness will blind you ♫ in between the wrong and the right

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a/n: omg heyyy first chapter!!! also thank you to everyone that's dropped a note on my works so far because i didn't expect to get any so muah!!!! also, joel is in this chapter BUT it's very ellie&reader heavy because.. well you'll find out why. this was actually the first idea i started with when writing this piece back in like, january-february?? so i think it's marinated enough in my brain. also my mommy issues kinda shone thru with this one srry but love u all <3 oh and one more thing- i didn't name drop the song referenced at the beginning of this chapter but it's girl from the north country but bob dylan and johnny cash - it will be hyperlinked to the playlist :)

word count: 3.1k

pairings: joel miller x f!reader, ellie williams x reader (mother/daughter dynamic if u will)

warnings & tags: minors dni, swearing, canon events & divergence, consequences of salt lake city, angst (happy ending don't u fret), pining if u squint, implications of suicide, homophobia, themes of betrayal/grief — please tell me if i missed anything!

Here you were, slumped against the doorframe with a cup in hand, in the community center of Jackson's annual Christmas party.

Your least favorite holiday of the year.

Lights had been strung across the room, softly illuminating the space and creating a cozy atmosphere. Several white-clothed tables lined up against the walls with a large selection of food and drinks, although lacking in the alcohol department. Groups were scattered around, some bigger than others, some only caring for the company of a special individual. Everywhere you looked, it looked like everybody had somebody. Except for you, of course.

You drew your gaze down to your cup, swirling the last bit of red liquid at the bottom. You watched it slush around until it settled, then repeating the motion again. Maybe another cup wouldn't hurt..

When a familiar guitar strumming played over the speakers, you lifted your head in slight surprise at the tune, a slight smile tugging at the corner of your lips. A fondness bloomed in your chest at the sound of it.

You noticed that conversations had died down as people gathered in the middle to dance with their partners, holding each other intimately and swaying from side to side. Through the sea of people, you spotted the only other person by themselves at the function.

Joel.

He'd already been looking at you when you found him, shifting a bit once your eyes met. Across the room, you raised your cup to him with a sheepish smile, which he returned with a simple nod before looking away. He held a brown bottle in hand and stationed himself in a doorway, and you let out a pitiful chuckle at your similarities. Your eyes lingered on him for a moment longer before moving on.

Despite being together for nearly two decades and finally settling into a domestic lifestyle in Jackson, you distanced yourselves like this.

Your gaze drifted to Ellie and Dina. They were in each other's arms, and even from how far you stood, you swore you could see a blush on Ellie's cheeks. It was safe to say that they were enjoying themselves, completely immersed in each other's company. You let your head rest against the frame as you watched them in their candid moment, exchanging shy smiles and small talk.

You dropped your eyes back to your cup when they shared a kiss. Not out of disapproval– but to afford them the privacy of their precious moment. It was the most you could do given where you were. You didn't look up until you heard the sound of Seth's voice.

"Hey!" He called whilst approaching them. "This is a family event."

You narrowed your eyes and straightened up as he stepped closer to the girls. The fuck is his problem?

The scowl on Seth's face gnawed at your patience. You noticed the change in Ellie and Dina's demeanors. Ellie recoiled out of embarrassment while Dina waved off a half-assed apology with a look of annoyance as Seth lingered.

"Remember next time there's kids around."

Dina didn't take kindly to his instigation, nor did you. Yet, you expected nothing less from an old, entitled white man like him to create such needless strife. An anger bubbled at his irrational hostility towards them. Dina rolled her eyes while walking away with Ellie in hand, "Yeah, like you're setting such a great example!"

Seth scoffed loudly, "Oh! Just what this town needs, another loud-mouthed dyke."

Your mouth gaped then snapped shut. Without even realizing, your feet began to walk towards the three.

The two stopped in their tracks, exchanging incredulous looks. Ellie spun towards Seth, pushing Dina by hand, who attempted to block her. "What the fuck did you just say?" she pointed her finger at him and raised her voice.

By now, everyone had been staring. Those who had been swaying with their partners now stood stagnant with them in their arms, and those on the outskirts cut their conversations short. They all turned their attention to the commotion to the middle of the room.

"Hey!" You commanded as you attempted to intervene. Simultaneously, Joel placed himself between the girls and Seth as Dina pleaded with Ellie to de-escalate the situation, shoving him backwards with a low and demanding tone of get the hell out of here.

The men exchanged bitter looks before Maria got between them, essentially ending the entire ordeal and pushing Seth off elsewhere with Tommy. If it weren't for her, Seth was about to fuck around and find out the hard way. Once he was out of sight, Joel turned after Ellie who'd been going back to Dina, "You alright, kid-"

"What is wrong with you?"

The sudden frustration towards Joel took you by slight surprise. Faint lines etched themselves between your eyebrows as you listened.

"He had no right-"

"And you do?" Ellie's irritation now clearly focused on Joel. His intentions were only rooted in care and concern, yet further fueled her anger.

He stepped up for you, and that's your thank you?

Your eyes darted between them, the angry glower on your face deepening, and your mouth opened to interject when she spoke again with a particular defiance.

"I don't need your fucking help, Joel."

"That's enough!" You ordered, your voice rigid and harsh. Both Joel and Ellie winced at the sudden scold. "Let’s go– We're leaving."

Your eyes were sharp, eyebrows still knitted together, and your lips formed a thin line. You tried to control your breathing, but from how quiet the room became, you were sure that the angry breaths leaving your nose could be heard even from the deepest corners. You maintained your sternness while pointing your finger in the direction for her to walk.

"Now."

Ellie's anger faltered, a mixture of shame and chagrin taking the place of it. She hesitated with her actions, stealing a glance at Joel before turning her shoulder to Dina. She looked at you once more before dropping her eyes to the floor, hanging her head on the way out.

You caught a glimpse of Dina before following behind Ellie. Her arms had been crossed with hands rubbing nervously at them while looking at the floor like she was really taking in each fiber of wood that made up the ground beneath her feet. She chewed at the corner of her lip and didn't make eye contact with you.

Ellie had been leaning against the wall outside the community center, arms folded tightly over her chest. She didn't look up at the sound of your footsteps as you led the way, but reluctantly followed you until you reached the end of Rancher Street.

You closed the door after her and rounded the corner to the living room, bracing yourself along the back of the couch with your other hand placed on your waist. God, how you felt like such a mother right now. Ellie stood near the fireplace, back turned to you with a picture frame in her hand. She brushed her thumb over it before placing it down. For a few minutes, you stood in silence.

She wasn't the same the first time coming back to Jackson over four years ago. Sure, there were moments where you caught notes of her old self, where her habits and overly-talkative tendencies would resurface and fill the air with her infectious energy. You'd find yourselves engrossed in playful banter, exchanging remarks that carried a familiarity only time and shared experiences could forge. There were even times where you'd break out in spontaneous song and dance in the living room, where you'd revel in the sound of her unfeigned laughter at your theatrics, especially during your renditions of Islands in the Stream by Dolly Parton and Kenny Loggins. They had been like shards of sunlight breaking through the clouds.

Most of the time, though, it seemed like she was living in an entirely different world. She'd space out in the middle of conversations with either you or Joel, offering tiredness or other distractions as feeble excuses, but you never bought it, and you knew that Joel didn't either. She was too keen for such lapses; from the both of you, she learned the art of quick thinking and reading people. And while those skills were a blessing, they proved to be a curse for you and Joel in more recent times. Over several months, she'd ask from time to time about Salt Lake City, what happened, and why you three had returned to Jackson. Each time, you told her the same thing as the first time; they no longer needed her.

Partially, it was true. They didn't need her because the cure was a lie. You and Joel had called it way before you got attached to her, back when she was just another job to get done.

You knew she didn't believe it, though. She had created her own theories in her head, persistently seeking the slightest discrepancy in your stories, which never occurred. In a final effort to get answers, she ditched Jackson in the middle of the night to go back to that cursed hospital, leaving a note on the kitchen table and a pit in your stomach. You couldn’t have said that you were surprised that she’d gone to extreme measures, but you just never imagined it.

Two agonizing days had passed before they returned. The hardest part wasn’t that you couldn’t eat or sleep, but that you had to keep all of it to yourself. Wondering if they were safe, making up excuses for their absences, pretending that you were okay when the reality was that they were hundreds of miles away from you with no way of knowing anything.

On the second night, you’d been dozing off on the couch after crying your eyes out for the better part of the evening as your anxiety kicked up. You had barely heard the creak of the front door and the sound of Joel’s heavy footsteps, only the feeling of the dip of the cushions and a warm hand gently squeezing your calf. When your tired eyes met his, you were just able to tell that something unfortunate unfolded. He’d looked so worn down, his eyes sad and shoulders slouched in defeat. In few words, he affirmed that Ellie had come back to Jackson, but only on the condition that she had gotten the truth first.

She hadn't come home for the rest of that week, or the week after. She'd only make fleeting stops in your absence to grab clothes or other belongings. Joel took it hard, as expected. You did your best to reassure him that you both had done the right thing, and deep down you knew that he knew that, but it tore him apart regardless.

When she did start to come around the house again, she didn’t as much as look in your direction. She’d ignore your attempts at small conversations and brush off Joel when he’d suggest something aligned with her interests. And though she never brought it up, you knew the damage had been done.

Two years later, you still felt the impact as if it were mere days past.

Hell, this conversation had been coming for a long time. You had tried to protect her, but in doing so, also eroded the trust that bounded you together as family. As you watched her, you felt only what a mother could experience. You were angry– how could she not see what you did was for her? That it was grounded in love and the pursuit of what was right by her? Yet, interwoven with that was profound grief, an indescribable ache that settled deep in your heart as you mourned the days that only furthered the distance and strain. Silently, you begged her to not let you go, because how could you? But above all, you felt love; a commitment to her, even when she wanted nothing to do with you. You’d still be there, just in case she did.

"When is it going to stop?" You blurted, the weight of the question heavy in the air. She quirked a brow, but lacked an answer, compelling you to continue.

"It's been two years..” Your voice trailed as you struggled to find the right words to go about this. “We tried to give you your space– Stay out of your way, but enough is enough, Ellie." You threw an exasperated hand up, "So, when is this— Pushing us away, acting like we’re strangers— Going to stop?"

She shook her head dismissively, "You lied to me for two years, and you think that I'm supposed to be okay with that?" She raised and pointed her finger towards you and then at herself, "You took away my choice. My purpose. A fucking chance at making a cure!”

"There was no cure." The words fell flat.

Ellie scorned, "Right, right.. Am I supposed to believe that? Take your word for it?" She cocked her head at you.

Your voice became cautious. "Ellie, the risk wasn't worth it. It wasn't worth y-"

"How would you know it wasn't worth it, huh? You and Joel think that you can just go ahead and decide my fate for me, is that it?" she spat. "My life would've fucking mattered!"

You let a frustrated breath out of your nose and looked down at your feet, trying to compose yourself.

"It's fucked up. You fucked up. And you know it."

You snapped your head up.

"What I know is that I live with that decision every goddamn day, and never once do I think that I made the wrong choice." You pointed at her, "What you seem to be fundamentally misunderstanding here is that the Fireflies were never going to give you a choice!" She scoffed and turned away, but you pressed on, taking steps towards her.

"There were no guarantees! And what– you wanted us to let you die for some pipe dream? To let those people sacrifice you without thinking twice?" You gestured emphatically, as if physically illustrating the weight of your words. "And you know what, Ellie? Now, I can't help but think that you wanted to die in that hospital!"

A shaky hand reaching up to wipe her eyes indicated that you had struck a nerve. You wanted to shake her by the shoulders to get it through her thick skull that her life did matter, that giving in to survivor's guilt wasn't how her story was supposed to end. In a determined rush, you stormed into the laundry room and back, fetching out an old letter from her bag that'd been rarely shared with you.

"What about this, huh?” Your voice trembled as you held it up, forcing her attention back to you, “Remember what she wrote!"

Her eyes widened and softened upon the paper, tears still streaming down her cheeks. You presented a tangible piece of her mother’s love, a letter that’d been so well-loved for all of Ellie’s life.

“What about when she said that life is worth living?” a prickling sensation spread to your nose and eyes, “To find your purpose and fight for it–”

Ellie's knees buckled into the couch, and you instinctively moved to catch her, enveloping her before she could hit the cushions. She wept uncontrollably, garbling out words you couldn't put together. A lump quickly formed in your throat and threatened to spill out, but you pushed it down as your tears flowed. You caressed her head and rocked her in your arms. You were so focused on calming her that you were unaware of her arms around you until she tightened her grip and nudged her head farther into your shoulder.

"I just-" she sobbed, "I don't– I don't want it to be for nothing–" Her breath hitched with hiccups. "I wanted to make a difference."

Oh, how you understood.

"And not knowing if I'll ever be able to..” she whispered, “it makes me grieve over and over agai–” she pressed herself into your chest and you gently hushed her, knowing what she meant without even having to say it. She wanted to make up for all the losses gained along the way, to give people a chance in this world, and even though you disagreed on the cure, you couldn’t fault her for having a heart. She withdrew from the embrace to face you properly.

"I understand why you and Joel.." Her reference clear on you, "I just don't know if I can let go of the what-ifs, but I don't want to lose the people I care about because of that either."

“Oh, Ellie,” You took her face into your hands, wiping her tears with your thumbs, "we aren't going anywhere, no matter how hard you may try to push us away, you know that?”

A weak smile formed on her face, as did one on yours. She leaned in towards your touch.

“I’m sorry we didn’t tell you sooner.. But just so you know,” her eyes peered up at you, “I would’ve done it again, because you are worth fighting for.” Your words filled with conviction. “And I’ll keep fighting, even if it means facing your resentment for the rest of my life, because at least it means that you’re still alive.”

Ellie reached up and curled her fingers around your wrists, not necessarily holding you there nor prying your hands away. She took deep breaths in and out. Her tears finally subsided but her skin still held the blotchy redness around her cheeks, nose, and eyes. You noticed that when she cried hard, her top lip became puffy and matched the fullness of the bottom, just like yours. You felt a tenderness in your heart. She may not be yours, but how sweet it is to share traits with someone who feels like they are. She moved her hands to carefully hold yours.

"I don't know how to let go of all of it right away, but I want to try." Her voice dipped to just above a whisper, but her sincerity was still evident, "I want us to be a family again."

You felt a flicker of hope, a possibility that you could move forward.

"Then we will be."

She threw her arms around you and squeezed tighter than before. As if you hadn’t shed enough already, more tears fell as you reminisced about your time together since she’d come into your life. Watching her grow over the years was like a tender symphony, seeing her blossom into a soul so uniquely her own as you guided her through triumphs and tribulations. You marveled at her unwavering resilience through everything, even now; she possessed such a delicate balance of lightness and strength.

This was your Ellie, the very essence of her etched in your heart, and oh, how you missed her dearly.

if u couldn't tell, i'm 1000% a joel apologist and no i will not be taking questions at this time 😌 y'all have a lovely day <3

[tigertofu]

tyyyy @d-u-s-t-9379 for tagging me to do this question thingy ! ((also sending u lots of love & good vibes friend 🫂💙)

tagging @culturalamnesia @spookydiner @sharmoota-job @chloe12801 @rfxiii (no pressure of course and srry if any of u have already been tagged !) n anyone else who wants to do this <333

Were you named after anyone?

yeea my gramma 💛

Do you have kids?

no but my partner and i would like to adopt someday. maybe when we're in our 30s or later cuz neither of us feels remotely prepared for parenthood rn lol

Use sarcasm a lot?

not rlly online cuz im always worried abt it not coming across and then ppl thinking im rude 😬 but irl yess

First thing you notice 'bout people?

usually their height like "oh. u are significantly taller than me" or "oh. u are a little taller than me" or "oh. someone actually shorter than me" idk why

Eye color?

dark brown

Scary movies or happy ending?

scary movies !! love love love horror movies

Special talent?

idk if i would consider myself having any special talents, just a few things i am pretty OK at.. actually maybe im pretty good at like building and repairing shit ? like around the house and w/ the exterior of the house, cuz of working in construction

Your hobbies?

reading, writing, video games, drawing, listening to music.. and by listening to music i mean sitting in my room for a few hours hunched over my phone like qausimodo and reading the lyrics of songs as they play. idk why but thats rlly engrossing for me

Any pets?

1 kitty cat !

Playing any sport?

noooo i hate sports, always have. the closest ive gotten to participating in a sport is riding horses when i worked as a ranchhand for a few summers as a teen

How tall..?

5'2" (maybe 5'3" idk)

Favourite subject in school?

it was always anything related to english. but i also rlly liked history classes

Dream job:

i dont have one tbh. i just want a job that isnt too unbearable, that pays the bills, and leaves me enough free time to do my hobbies (my current job(s) mostly provide all of this so im pretty content :)) )

[terrifier4]

Tagged by @getoez <3 ily bb!

🥥 Birthday? January 22nd 2000!

🥥 Favorite color? Pink!

🥥 Lucky number? I don’t really have one

🥥 Do you have any pets? A deer chihuahua named Missy! <3

🥥 Height? I thought I was 5′1 but it turns out I’m 5ft. -_-

🥥 How many shoes do you own? 12 pairs~

🥥 Favorite song? Currently it’s Perfect World by Twice!

🥥 Favorite movie? One Piece: Stampede ig lol

🥥 Ideal partner? Someone who’s very affectionate, loyal, communicates well, and is kind ofc.

🥥 Do you want children? YES!! I’ve been having baby fever bad recently.

🥥 Have you gotten in trouble with the law? Nope.

🥥 Favorite swear word? I don’t swear much. If I had to pick, probably...fuck.

🥥 Bath or shower? Bath!

🥥 What color socks are you wearing? None rn

🥥 Favorite type of music? Pop! I also love 2000s r&b.

🥥 How many pillows do you sleep with? 3

🥥 What position/s do you sleep in? Back or my sides

🥥 What don’t you like when you’re sleeping? Repetitive noises. ex. dog barking, loud car running, or construction.

🥥 What do you eat for breakfast? Two scrambled eggs with green onion, power greens, & red bell pepper. cucumber or what ever fruit or veg i want, & toast!

🥥 Have you ever tried archery? No

🥥 Favorite fruit? Oranges!

🥥 Do you have any scars? I do on my knees from falling a lot as a kid

🥥 Are you a good liar? No.

🥥 Favorite type of girl? Kind girls who are outgoing, energetic, and like to have fun! 

🥥 Favorite drink/s? (replaced the question bc it was weird) Brown sugar oatmilk espresso from starbucks, la croix, & water.

🥥 Left or right handed? Right!

🥥 Favorite food? Chipotle burrito bowl

🥥 Are you a messy or clean person? I keep my room pretty clean but I have a bad habit of leaving empty water bottles on my desk;;

🥥 Most used phrase? Oh gosh lol

🥥 How long does it take for you to get ready? Depends, but the longest I’d take is probably an hour or 2.

🥥 Do you talk to yourself? Not out loud.

🥥 Do you sing to yourself? Rarely. Only when I’m in the car^^

🥥 Are you a good singer? No.

🥥 Biggest fear? Being alone

🥥 Are you a gossip? Yeah, I only gossip with close friends or family tho.

🥥 Long or short hair? Short! Not super short but like shoulder length.

🥥 Favorite school subject? Social studies or History!

🥥 Introvert or extrovert? Hmmm I feel like in my heart I’m an extrovert but I have social anxiety so I behave more like an introvert. 😔

🥥 What makes you nervous? Medical conditions ig? like cancer n stuff.

🥥 Who was your first crush? My first REAL crush was a girl that was maybe a grade or two above me when I was in high school.

🥥 How many piercings do you have? Two rn. I’m planning on getting a lot more!

🥥 How fast can you run? Not very lol but I enjoy running.

🥥 What color is your hair? Medium to light brown

🥥 What color are your eyes? Green

🥥 What makes you angry? Bullies

🥥 Do you like your name? Hate it

🥥 Do you want a boy or a girl as a child? Girl, but I really wouldn’t care either way!

🥥 What are your strengths? Idek... I work hard?? 

🥥 What are your weaknesses? I’m not good with words at all!! I wish I could communicate with people better.

🥥 what’s the color of your bedspread? White & pink!

🥥 color of your room? White

I’m tagging: @tofui @love4eva @bwaldorf @dashingwishes @hxh @jenguin @latejulys @kindgf @luvwish @stingies @dilfphobic @gojjou & @gojostual <3

[spikesbimbo]

Soft sex pt.1   pt.2

-MSBY

Tags: cuddle fucking,cockwarming, morning sex, big dick!meian, bath sex, makeup sex, praise kink, hurt/comfort, pussy job

a/n: vanilla is not something to be ashamed of, its way more common than you think, you don't need to be doing kamasutra every night to keep the spark. none of that daddy shit in this. Srry : /

i also don't proofread, i h8 reading works right after i finish them, so let me know if anything's wrong.

NO KINKY FREAKY ASS SHIT 

**ONLY SOFT SEX BEYOND THIS POINT**

18+ Minors DNI

-Hinata

….Morning... sex. mmhmm

He could usually control his morning wood

But after being gone for so many days, finally coming home to see you, it was impossible

You woke up after you heard a few groans, feeling him rut into your back, turning over to see his face flushed and cheeks red, whether it be from getting caught or his activities 

So you decide to help him as a good s/o should

But you're also tired… 

So you just pull your pants off and tell him to go at it, not too rough because you had to work in the afternoon.

-

“Baby, you okay?” you faintly asked, turning around, eyes trying to open after hearing him make some noises. You hated when people disturbed your sleep, which you oh so loved, but your boyfriend was an exception, sometimes.

But what you didn't expect when you opened your eyes was catching him, red faced, with his hand in his boxers trying to make it stop. Looking like he was in a lot of pain, so your quick mind got on it, not wanting to see his face in any more discomfort.

“Here” you said, shuffling your back into him while pulling down your panties, setting your ass on his bulge, grinding a little to get him to hurry up. Knowing this was the only way you could take care of him.

“You sure?” he asked already putting his cock into you being needy as ever, which indeed you thought was cute in way but him stretching you out made you respond by pushing yourself even more against him, bottoming out which both of you let out some moans and curses, softly saying them as he wrapped his arms around your torso, giving you a minute before he started moving.

“S-shoyo”  you quietly gasped, holding onto the pillow as he pushed himself into you trying to close your eyes and relax, slowly but restlessly, getting deeper in you with every thrust. Leaning back into him his arm now moving around your chest, angling himself to where it felt good. 

His thrusts felt agonizingly slow, teasing almost, as he shoved his face into your shoulder, groaning how good you felt. “fuck, baby m’gonna cum.” he whined out. The pressure in his hips getting stronger with you clenching around him.

‘s’okay, hurry up and cum baby” you cooed, feeling him grow in you, wanting him to feel good, moving your hips back to catch his. “fuck-k” he finished, the warmness spreading into you, some dripping out onto your legs, slipping on the bed.

“You good now?” you giggled after some time, him finally sporting a smile instead of a frown. “thank you...” he shyly muttered out, turning you around to face him, wanting to see your pretty face.

“Can u wake me up at 3?” you asked, giving yourself another hour to get clean. Already being put back because you had to come in earlier today.

“Yeah cutie.” he said, putting it on his phone, you too worn out to do anything but stay still, now facing him while he snuggled into your chest, his head right under yours, finally getting the rest you deserved.

-Atsumu

You were a sensitive little thing, loving how rough and needy he got with you.

But sometimes you needed a break, it hurting too much leaving you sore.

But you're also a fiend for him okay?

who wouldn't be?

Jumping on him every hour of the day.

So you go and straight up, atleast try to, tell him that you want him to be easier with you.

But you were also embarrassed of it, being so needy for him, also not wanting his ego to get any higher than it was,  due to you basically you telling him you needed him everyday.

And he's like ok!! on it (¬‿¬)

-

“What wrong pretty girl, hmmm?” he asked, pulling your waist closer to him, dragging his hand on your upper thigh, fingers finding the outline of you panties under that skirt you were wearing. Him wondering why you looked so distraught just walking up to him.

“Tsumie” you said ignoring his question, bringing up your own, trying your best to get it out only for it to get caught in your throat.

“Hmm?” he responded turning all his attention on you, his gaze making you even more nervous.

“I- um... was just wondering if you could- ya know....bealittlemoregentlenexttime?” you said, muttering the last part out, hoping he understood and wouldn't inquire any further. 

He paused for a minute, taking in what you just said, glad that you were comfortable enough to express your thoughts around him, pulling you closer until his face was to your chest, looking up at you with his eyes glistening due to the reflection of the lamp in them. “Right now princess?” he smirked much softer than he usually did.

“Here baby. You're gonna come with me, and i'm gonna take good care of you...real good care of you.” he said, playful traces underlying his words, getting up from his chair while picking you up with him, hands under your thighs already causing a problem. Yes you loved dom, rough atsumu but when he was sweet and gentle, that was a whole nother story, as you could prove right now.

He gently laid you on the bed, taking all your clothes off, kissing all over you until you were wet enough, before attempting to “test” you with his fingers. To which you whined in protest, wanting him in you right now, wanting to feel his warmth inside and out of you.

He positioned himself on top of you, listening to whatever you wanted, fully settling himself inside after sometime, giving you time to adjust to him. He started moving his hips back and forth, his view of you beneath him being picture perfect, as you could say them the same before leaning down into you, muttering words of praise and affection in your ears. The only sound you responded with was moans and cries, but the look in your eyes, the look of want and need, the baseline for love, told him what he wanted to hear, but it wasn't enough.

“Thank you for putting up with me, you know i love you, huh? tell me baby.” he said not rushing you wanting you to feel at ease with him “Tell me you know i love you” he finished, desperate undertones in his words, looking at you with those big sweet eyes.

“I-i know you... love- me.” you choked out, his soft thrusts still hitting you deep, knocking on your cervix, but it felt so good; being in eachothers arms,  hitting all the right spots, his breath in your face entangling with yours, feeling more connected than ever. Before you knew it the two of you had finished more than once, now resting in eachothers arms, a 

“You feel good baby? He asked, an airy smile plastered on his face, you trying to do the same moving closer to him so he could hear you, arms still wrapped around each other.

“yeah.”

 -Kiyoomi

You loved him so much, even when he was a meanie

And he did the same, internally grateful that he was lucky enough to get someone as sweet as you.

Which is why he was making up for the argument he started earlier today.

Not meaning anything he said, just stressed and taking it out on you : ( not knowing how to apologize with words.

So he does what he knows you love, but you never ask him bc you don't want to bother him. 

You loved him touching you and vice versa, but you respected his wishes and only did it when you two were alone, even holding back in private too, not wanting to bother him.

So he gives you want you want, a physical form of an apology, another way to express his feelings. 

-

“shh..” he tenderly mumbled into your ear, the one he’d been kissing on for the past few minutes, the sloppiness of it that you loved. Your chest to his back, being completely nude with your legs spread open, one of his hands pinching your nipple while grabbing the rest of the flesh around it.

The sweat and tears adoring your face, masked in pleasure, trying your best to look up at him only to receive a kiss on the head.  

“Yoomi~”  you sofly cried, clinging on your hands back onto the fabric of his shirt, the one that he got back from his press conference in, the one that he came back in a bad mood, immediately taking it out on you.

His thumb played with your clit, two of his long fingers sliding in as well, leaving you more of a mess then you were already in, his voice accompanied, encouraging you to. He curled his fingers into you, not roughly but hard enough to make you feel it. Your other hand shakily grabbing onto the arm he was blessing you with.

You were such a sweetheart for him, an angel he thought. As soon as you walked in the room he could swear he saw a halo around your head, looking at you long enough to where he could bask in your beauty, but short enough to where you couldn't tell.

Sometimes he felt like he didn't deserve you, being such a bad boyfriend that can't attend to your “needs”, feeling like a dead weight on you. But the way you followed him around like a lost puppy, expressing your love for him in ways you knew he would like reassured him that you were the one.

“-omi” you moaned, legs now shaking, holding them in place with his arm, his fingers working faster while his hand was still cupping your breast squeezing it every once in a while.

“Come for me love.” he warmly mumbled into your ear, taking a break from kissing down your neck, his marks accompanying the glistening of your skin, being the prettiest sight in his eyes. You freezed up in his arms, finally letting go of his shirt, your head rolling back as far as it could. You ultimately getting the both of you dirty, your cum being now a puddle beneath you two, not having the energy to fret about it.

He lets you rest in his arms after your high, lightly resting his head on top of yours, giving it another kiss, gently holding you leaning into you before whispering a faint “Im sorry.”

-Bokuto

This is regular occurrence for you two

Yes, he fucks the shit out of you, but lovingly < 3

You two always express your love for each other through touch, being intimate leaves to you in a daze.

But after he wins a game and sees you in the crowd so excited, a big smile appears on his face, feeling grateful to have you in his life.

He shows you how much he appreciates you

-

“i love you....so much” he said, dragging your clothes off, eyes following you like a needy puppy, his shirt hanging on by one of his arms still in it, the rest of him naked. 

You could only giggle in response, taking off the bra yourself, seeing that he was trying his hardest too, not wanting to take any longer. “Ko, baby what about you?” you said referring to his state letting out another laugh. His hair even more messed up from taking off his hoodie faster than  you've ever seen, looking like a little kid trying to dress themselves.

“baby.” you murmur, your hands landing on the sides of his face, into your space, trying to bring him back to reality for a second. “I'm always gonna be here, always... so you can take your time” you finished, seeing he finally took your suggestion as he stood up.

He took off his shirt, now being fully naked for your eyes to admire. But before you could let your hands touch his chest he grabbed them, softly pulling you into his lap, wrapping his big arms around you while letting his head rest on your shoulder.

You got the hint and relaxed as he lined himself up with you, moving his head so that he could see before pushing himself inside trying to hold back his eagerness. “feel good?” he asked thrusting in you a little, the blush covering his cheeks as he held your body closer. 

“yeah...feels so good.” you faintly whined out. “...only you could make me feel this way” 

His big frame melted into yours as he started moving, your words being music to his ears, his slow strokes making you feel his need. You leaned your head on his shoulder too, slightly moving your hips with his, wanting to feel him even deeper.

His hands moved to your ass and the top of your back, gripping them firmly against his soft movements, letting out moans as he felt you clench around him, the soft flesh being the only thing  keeping him grounded. 

“F-fuck baby” he started before you cut him off with a “shh, you can cum.” trying your best to seem stable with the way he was fucking you, bouncing on him, hitting those seep spots over and over.

You felt him release, the wetness dripping down your thighs falling onto his, hearing a few curses and moans along with it, giving you puppy dogs eyes asking if you'd let him fuck you again, and of course you couldn't say no.

He kept you in this position for the rest of the night so he could hear all the words of affection, the praise you said he deserved, moaned into his ear. The scratch marks and bruises being the only physical trace left, reminding him of the love you two shared.

“You did great bo.” you said with a smile, sitting in his lap, eyes fluttering as you feel asleep along with him. His grip on you was still tight, kissing you on the forehead, his way of letting you know how much he loved you.

-Meian

Date night yayyyy

Anyways, he’s admiring how beautiful you are, thanking the gods for giving you to him

And he wants to show you how much he worships the ground you walk on, taking it nice and slow, as usual, but this time it would stay like that.

Even if he tries to be gentle with you its still gonna hurt for a min.

Poor baby :’ (

But its okay cause he’ll dote on you and coo in your ear of how good of a girl you are for taking him. :  )

-

“Please, meian.'' you whined, grabbing onto his chest, sweaty skin linking you two together, thighs connected to his hips. Rubbing your bare self on his length, the lace panties you had on being long gone, tossed somewhere on the floor.

He couldn't keep his eyes off of you the whole night, the outfit you had on hugging you just right, the skin peeking out every so often, his hands wondering all over you to your obvious enjoyment; and on the ride home he couldn't keep his eyes off your lips. The gloss shining bright in the streetlights, your natural pout shaping your pretty little face, so innocent, reminding him of all the times you weren't.

“shhh... its okay, I got you angel. We can take it slow, okay?” he said already reading your mind, knowing how his pretty girl thinks, holding your weight making sure you didn't slide down him too fast.

He let you do whatever you wanted to your heart's content, it was always about you, he'd always go along with what you wanted, never doing anything you didn't. You wanting to ride him out of the blue, wanting to take it at your pace. He was more than happy to provide, you usually letting him do whatever he wanted to you, its only right that he returned the favor.

“You good doll?” he groaned, only the tip being in you right now, trying to accommodate his size, even though you were wet from him jumping on you the minute you walked through the door. His hungry eyes not leaving you once, picking you up while shoving his lips on your soft ones, hands raking through your clothes, his hands pulling them off till you only had your panties on.

“Ease up baby, look... “ he stated, his grip on your hips with his big warm hands making you melt into his touch, distracting you from your end goal. “m’sorry... im trying to go faster” you let out, a few tears following while you froze in place. Your mind racing with the thoughts of this not feeling good for him, only you, instant regret flooding your train of thought.

“No, no, no angel,” he started worriedly, wanting to take care of you as he should, leaning up against the bed frame now being face to face with you. “its all about you okay? don't worry doll it feels good for me too, I'm not as impatient as i seem” he said, a slight laugh accompanying him trying to lighten the mood.

“here, lemme move all the way inside you, then you can do whatever you want alright.” he somewhat asked. You nodded, holding onto his shoulders as his hands and hips moved, slowly filling you up, now trembling in his grasp. The stretch making you whine, feeling his balls against your ass, already rutting into him letting out a few moans while he leaned back, thinking you were the most precious thing he's ever seen, a slight smirk now on his face.

“Alright angel, im all yours now.”

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[jwcnsz]

off work

little!nishimura riki x cg!reader

summary; just a fun day w bf baby riki :(

warnings; use of the title mommy (NON-SEXUAL)

genre; fluff, domestic au

word count; 500+ (it’s short srry)

a/n; i had nothing better to do lmao but this was so fun to write omg i love baby riki anyways enjoy

you were sleeping so peacefully until you heard footsteps approaching your room. you already knew what to expect and braced yourself for impact.

"mommy, mommy, wake up!" riki exclaimed as he jumped on you. you just remembered you had no work today since it was a holiday. so of course, riki was the one waking you up today.

you groaned softly as you opened your eyes to see riki on top of you. "morning, baby." you smiled at him. "mommy! nini hungry." riki rolled off of you and grabbed onto your arm, pulling on it to get you to stand up.

you let him lift you up from your bed to lead you to the kitchen. "nini wan' waffles!" riki said as he jumped in place. "waffles? baby we had that yesterday and the day before that... and all of last week too!" you told him. he formed a small pout "but nini wan' waffles." he whined.

oh whatever. "fine... they'll be ready in a bit." you gave in to his request. riki's eyes lit up and he had a huge, huge smile. "thank you mommy!" he ran off and turned on the tv to watch his favorite show.

soon you called him over to eat, watching as he runs from the couch to his seat with excitement. "baby, what did we say about running inside?" you asked. "to not run. sorry mommy…" he said looking a bit sad.

you felt bad for making him sad especially so early in the morning. even though it’s almost noon. “it’s okay, baby. just forget about it and eat your waffles!” you smiled at the huge grin he had on his face before he began eating.

you always loved the way his eyes would shine when he ate. the way he’d smile the whole time. you just loved him.

when riki was done eating, he managed to convince you to play dress up with him. he was a prince and you were the dragon. he playfully would hit you with his foam sword and you would fall to the ground “defeated”.

“i got mommy!” he laughed as you fell to the ground. “oh no, i was defeated! whatever will i do now?” you said in between giggles.

you both cleaned up the toys after he finally “defeated” you, both of you still giggling and laughing.

“mommy, wana watch movie!” he tugged on you. “sure baby, we can watch all the movies you want today.” you said walking to the couch with him. you had blankets and pillows already on there for whenever you had movie nights with riki or just to cuddle with each other.

you watched literally all of the disney princess movie collection. you would only get up to get snacks and go to the bathroom but most of the time you were cuddling with riki on the couch.

it was around midnight when you finished all the movies. riki was already asleep long before the movie finished, his small snores filling the living room. you decided to just stay there and sleep instead of waking him up.

you gave him a small forehead kiss before wrapping your arm around his waist.

“i love you, my baby.”

taglist <3; @iluvnishi (if u wanna be tagged send a message/ask!)

reqs are OPEN!

[bryceslahela]

choices li tag game <33

tagged by the amazing @mvalentine. i love u bestie <3333 also i added commentary, ignore if u want.

also idk who to tag so … @trystcnthorne @kingliamrys @paladinofsol and anyone else who wants to.

across the void - none. book was ass. sorry howdy.

america’s most eligible - the bad boy that wasn’t even bad. the flop boy.

a very scandalous proposal - hate the way british lis are written so stopped playing but i might replay again bc everyone raves abt simon/ava. if that’s their names.

baby bump - rich guy in ill fitting suit. clit covington.

bachelorette party - rich doctor. reed? as much personality as a loaf of white bread. he had rlly big gazongas tho like ik the design team had fun inflating those things.

big sky country - dallas. dallas so beautiful. i love 1 (one) man.

blades of light and shadow - mal volari

bloodbound - adrian raines (didn’t finish tho)

crimes of passion - obviously my #bae trystan thorne

a courtesan of rome - depends on my playthrough, it’s either marc antony and syphax or just marc antony.

desire and decorum - never finished but ernest sinclaire. he’s v pathetic looking and that’s my type.

distant shores - edward mortemer.

the elementalists - beckett harrington (i know he’s a divisive li but idc he’s my nerd 4 lifer 🤞🏾)

endless summer - sean gayle

foreign affairs - y’all already know 🤭 mr blaine hayes. my number one. my shorty. my bae. my boo. my lil doughnut head.

the freshman series - chris bc i didn’t care abt him frfr. james was cute and was my boo for a minute but then he rlly fucking annoyed me. on my replay it was zig, he was hot but i never finished.

hot couture - no one. all were ugly and hazel wasn’t available.

immortal desires - both (but i liked cas more im sooooo sorry gabey wabey 😪)

laws of attraction - gabe ricci. he’s hot, sexy and has a good job unlike some ppl.

mother of the year - thomas mendez. hot single dad ?? purrrrr.

murder at homecoming - black!tyler is sooo pretty but i’m sorry donovan is gonna be my number one.

my first two loves - noah harris. miss him sm but i am not replaying 100 chapters pb got me fucked up fr.

nightbound - none. didn’t finish.

open heart - bryce lahela obviously 🤭. i would write a sonnet abt him but no one would listen 😪romanced ethan and raf for a bit tho

perfect match - everyone. all lis were TOP TIER. damien and hayden were my mains tho.

platinum - raleigh. fine asf. flop mc didnt deserve him.

red carpet diaries - matt rodriguez. no thoughts up there. love that for him frfr.

ride or die - logan? i think.

the royal masquerade - never finished but the pretty boy prince.

the royal romance - liam rys.

rules of engagement - the rich one. forgot his name srry to that man.

save the date - justin mercado (he wasn’t bad at all y’all are just haters)

veil of secrets - i played once when it came out and it was flynn but i replayed and romanced grant even tho he’s bald.

wake the dead - the hot guy. idk i quit playing.

[junova]

never been in love — single dad!steve (headcannon)

pairing: single dad!steve x teacher!reader

abstract: the one where steve likes you a lot and his daughter does too. 

warnings: it gets a lil smutty towards the end (18+) not really tho, this is so much longer than i intended jfc, bucky being kind of a dick, hint of daddy kink, cheating? 

[a/n]: this was totally inspired by @marvelouspeterparker​ post. i read it and it pulled me out of my writers block so thank u ! also this is so unnecessarily long but i have no excuse other than im a hoe for steve rogers?? 

*** gif isnt mine — i forgot creds srry :/

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oh god this one is going to hUrt me

but can you just imagine when steve really gets to see you, not just in passing as he picks up his daughter

he nearly shits himself because how in the hell had he not noticed you before?

one any given day, he’s right on time to pick up shai

he’s always punctual

— until today

not only was he late, but he was an hour late and in his mess of mind he was fully convinced they’d never let him bring her to the school again

to make matters even worse his phone had died and his cable was nowhere to be found in his dying, old pick up truck

not to mention his sweet little angel, more than likely frightened out of her mind

— but he was so wrong

practically in a full sprint, he quickly made his way to shai’s classroom when he found her perfectly peaceful while she talked with her teacher

even though, she was facing him and could see him she paid him no mind. it didn’t faze her that her father was so late because you had stayed to keep her company

“well, it looks like he finally decided to show up.” shai spoke to you, loud enough so her father in the doorway could her. the edge in her tone pushing sassy all the way through

of course as soon as shai found her way in steve’s arms he profusely apologized and graciously thanked you for staying with her saying he would repay you for it

— and it definitely had nothing to do with how attracted steve was to you. nope. not at all

you dismissed his gesture, it was a delight to be with shai and you told him such but you had a feeling he wouldn’t let it go

— and he didn’t

the very next day, when he dropped shai off and handed you a dozen pastries he had made fresh this morning

the way you gushed over it, cheekbones high and happy over his kindness made steve’s heart swell

they were still warm and you just couldn’t believe he made these with his bare hands

it was easily the kindest gift anyone ever gave you and you told him that too before you could stop yourself

then he just started bringing you a pastry or two every other day, even if you’d refused them the next day he would bring double the amount he brought the day before

you stopped refusing him bc you already felt guilt since he wouldn’t let you pay for a single one

after two weeks, steve asked you out. you weren’t shocked he had, he had been buttering you up but no matter how charming you thought he was you couldn’t.

he was a parent of one of your students and you just couldn’t allow yourself to go there

it wasn’t necessarily against the rules, but it was frowned upon

accepting your rejection with grace and humility he grabbed shai before bidding you goodbye that day

you thought that was the end of it, until you saw him the following friday night at the bar you frequented at

— alone

you wanted to talk to him, the tequila in your system giving you an irresistible urge to but you were on a date with on of your friends’ coworkers

james buchanan barnes

he definitely was a smooth taker, those dazzling blue eyes sparkling like they knew something you didn’t

you really wanted to be interested, he was a loose shape of a man you’d dream about. maybe you could even pretend he was the one you really wanted

not when steve was sitting at the bar, alone.

but you left that thought behind and you convinced yourself you really were smitten with bucky

two weeks later, bucky and you had been on a few dates and he seemed to like you but you knew you had to end things.

whatever little fling you had going on

your heart got more of kick when steve used to bring you pastries in the morning before class than when bucky kissed you after your first date.

then he asked if you would come to his house, he was having a small get together and would love if you’d be there

— reluctantly, you went

bucky’s friends were nice, each one of them making you feel welcomed into their tight circle.

it turned into a better night than you thought and bucky seemed to be super touchy, guiding you onto his lap as you sat around the fire in his patio

natasha, bucky’s long friend since high school, had you all in fits on the stories from the past

everyone was too busy reeling to recognize his presence but you had the to be blind not to

there steve stood gaping at you’d like you were a ghost, certainly surprised to see you perched on bucky’s lap

yep you wanted to just crawl under a whole a stay there forever

“Glad to see you showed up, punk.” Bucky gesturing for him to make his way over to you, even when you pulled at the sleeve of his henley to stop him.

— of course your efforts to tame bucky in did nothing

he grabbed a cold one before making his way to the two of you

and dear god was it as awkward as ever

“Honey, this is my best friend, Steve.” Honey? He had never called you anything besides your name. By the way he pulled you even closer to him made you think there was something else entirely going on.

you certainly didn’t miss the way steve’s jaw clenched or as he held his right hand picking at the piece of bark rather aggressively

“Um, we actually know each other. Shai is in my class, actually.” Feeling rather suffocated by the weight of Bucky’s arms now that the man you felt too much for was here. “Really? I had no idea.”

steve’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head, infuriated. it wasn’t just that bucky knew you were shai’s teacher but he knew just how much steve liked you.

he didn’t shut up about you since he you with his daughter — something inside him changing in an instance

it wasn’t just that he thought you were the most wonderful woman he’d me — shai also raved over you

shai’s mother leaving a gaping whole in her heart she didn’t quite understand at the age of five was filled by you

you were kind to her, your patience never wearing thin as you gave her the attention she deserved

it may be your job but you enjoyed every moment with her and steve noticed

“Oh? She’s the one you would wake up an hour early for to make the pastries?” Bucky blurted out.

he woke up an early just to make those for you?

the way steve looked at the ground, grinding his fingertip against the label of his beer made you want to cry. his neck flaring pink at the embarrassment only made you wish you were in his arm instead

— even more than you already did

“You really should have seen the smile on his face when he came back from the school gushing over how much you liked what he had made.”

Bucky tightened his arm around your waist before saying. “Or when you reject him, I still can’t decide which is better.”

“That’s enough, James.” You tone harsh, before you ripped yourself away.

you couldn’t even look at steve, you don’t think your heart could handle it so you practically sprinted to your car

you needed to get the fuck out of here

until you reached for you keys, but they weren’t in your pocket

“Looking for these?” His hands looping through your keys giving it a twirl. “Star Wars fan?” Steve gesturing to you baby yoda key chain. “Maybe just a tad.”

“Thank you, Steve.” He tried to ignore the jump you ignited in his heart whenever you said his name.

handing your keys, he turned away from you, heading back into the house until you yanked him forward

the force so strong he though he was going to body slam into you before he pushing his weight against the car.....and you

“I’m sorry about, Bucky. I never would have gone out with him if I knew you two were friends.” You admitted while Steve just stood there looking embarrassed.

god did you always have to ruin everything

“I-I just, um, have these feelings for you. These very complicated feelings that make me want to throw every morally sound thought I have to the wind.”

“Which thought did you want to get rid of right now?” Stepping outside of his comfort zone, Steve grabbed your hands and just on instinct alone you cradled his face like it was the most natural act in the world. Like you had done it a thousand times.

“I mean, for one I’m telling myself I shouldn’t be this close to you.” Steve taking you by surprise as he tilted his head to the side, kissing the palm of your hand.

did he really just-

“What else, sweet girl?”

oh, you really were a goner

“I don’t know.” You spoke softly. Admitting to not only him but yourself — you couldn’t think when he was this close to you.

“Oh, but I think you do.” Steve diving right in as he latched his plump lips to your neck. Making whispers of his name drip off your tongue.

before you register what was happening steve had you pressed up against the car, rough hands gripping your thighs as your legs clinged to his slim waist

not to mention the ratio from his broad shoulders to his hips had your pussy drowning more

making you forget why you’d ever rejected him in the first place and he had hardly even touched you yet

then his lips met yours and you knew he had ruined you for anyone else. no one would ever compare to him and not anyone from your past did.

“Holy shit.” You whispered, completely in awe of what Steve was capable of doing to you in a matter of seconds. The proud smirk he wore in great contrast to what he felt back by the fire when he saw your body entangled with Bucky.

“If I ever see you sitting on my best friend’s lap again, I will go fucking crazy. Do you understand?” Steve eyes burning with envy.

“Yes, Daddy.”

brb gonna cry that i don’t have my very own steve rogers rip 

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 tags: @tonystankschild​ @parkastoria​ @kayteewritessteve​ 

[chelseahotel3]

💌 asks 🌙 art 🕸 web-weaving 🪴 photography 🔮 i have no idea… just things you agree w?? 🌿 u already admitted this is ur talk tag and that this 💿 is ur “me” tag 🍒 in the tags 🎞 this has one (1) post and i don’t even know the movie it’s referencing but it is a movie and those are frames so im going 2 go out on a limb here and say film tag 🍊 people tag??? ☀️ i thought this was tv at first but then there were books and w359 so. fave media tag 🪐 quotes ☁️ mutuals i think 📼 again only one post but i will say music tag. ok that’s all i’ve got idk the rest of ur emojis tragically. this was fun srry for temporarily stalking ur blog <3 hope u are having a blissful evening

i will say for the record half the time i forget what my tags are. so this is REALLY impressive??? but yes to the first four, 🔮 is for joke posts & stuff that makes me laugh, and 🎞 is my movies tag yeah! 🍊 is specifically for pretty people that i am in love with <3 and then yes to ☀️ 🪐 ☁️ and 📼 ! the only ones left r 🏷 🫐 🌻 and 🧄 <3

[deerself]

YES HELLO i was tagged by @mysteryromantic and @fictometry to do what is probably one of my favourite picrews ever. so here’s a juniper i made a lil ago with it and a mage rowan that i just made!! >:3

im gonna tag uhhhhhhh @astheravensighs @daybreakships @nanonami-loves @rainbow-compass @shaymxns @squips-ship @selfshipping-baby @vixviiships and anyone else that hasnt done this yet!! srry if u were tagged already 💔