#theprismyyy

[theprismyyy]

OKAAAAAAYYYY...We need to talk more about this gif

[fawnlotties]

The curve of your back, your butt, your legs and god those heels😭😭😭 I can only think of brunette! Natty who dresses like this for a date or whatever, some important occasion I think and all that matters is that I would love to rip that dress off her@___@

brunette!natty is soooooo no crash au wayyyy after graduation and she just needs something New. imagine her surprising u by going fully back 2 her natural colour (god bless her poor hair) especially for a date night or somethn and she is dressed like This….. lord help me i would be Barking like a dog

[theprismyyy]

Girlfriend material

© 2024 theprismyyy — please do not copy, translate or repost any of my works without my permission.

[theprismyyy]

I need her so much 😭😭😭

[dashitsxx]

gentlewoman | maki zenin x fem!reader

summary. In a world of boys, she's a gentleman.

genre. fluff. sfw.

word count. 1.2k

warnings. none

notes. dedicated to @theprismyyy! thank you for your request, i certainly enjoyed gushing over maki completely in this, i added some elements to make it fluffier, hehe. i do apologize for the late post, huhu but have a great day love! <3

You quietly enter the library, the smell of books hits your nose. It wasn't a disturbing smell rather it was a relief to the mind. You inhaled deeply as you spot a certain dark green hair at the front desk, talking to the librarian. But before you even got to wave, she had her eyes on you, a huge grin evident on her face. She ushered a gesture, signalling you to come to her, which you followed happily.

Once you were near her, you bumped her shoulder purposely with a playful smile. Maki returned a joking glare at you as she chuckled quietly before grabbing a soft hold of your wrist as she led you to where she was staying. When you got to your table, you placed your bag on the table as Maki gently pulled your chair behind you to let comfortably sit.

A red rush flowered your cheeks as you opened your mouth, "Thank you, Maki." You sit down as you pull out your notes to study a material. Maki walked around the table as she sat in front of you, doing the same.

Then, pure silence emerges between the two of you, just a serene atmosphere embracing the air. As you glide your fingers over your written keynotes in ink, you slowly shift your eyes to Maki.

There she was; her face contorted in a focused gaze as she moved her lips, muttering the different forms of words. Her bangs slightly covered some parts of her face that you couldn't deny that she looked calming to look at, especially since the orange-yellow light of the afternoon sun softly hit her skin, blending perfectly in color. She was shining in the sun, always was.

The corner of your lips curled slightly at the scene before you, and then you return your attention to the material.

After half an hour, Maki decided to take a rest from taking notes as she was about to call your name, she halted herself. There you are; arms folded on the table to act as a pillow for your head as your eyes are closed, your eyelashes fluttering your skin.

What a sleepyhead, she thought.

A small smile formed on Maki's lips as she noticed that strands of your hair were blocking your face then formed into a small frown. It looked like it was annoying you. She lets out a small puff.

She pulled her body up and reached her arm out to yours. Her hand was centimetres away from your face as she carefully brushed the hair off your face. While she brushed, her hand came in contact with your skin and upon contact, she felt an electrifying feeling erupting in her chest. It startled her, but she didn't retract her hand back.

The smile was still on her face, eyes soft. She silently watched you as she propped her elbow and placed her chin on her palm, appreciating the scene before her.

You stretched your arms as you felt some bone cracks, releasing tension. Maki followed you behind as she adjusted her shoulder bag. You narrowed your eyes before turning away. "You didn't wake me up, you bonehead." You frown.

Maki let out an entertained laugh, which made you turn your head at her and glare. The librarian shushed towards your direction. Maki slapped a hand over her mouth, but the shaking of her shoulders didn't even try to hide it. You only rolled your eyes as you walked forward, leaving her behind.

"Y/N! Wait, I am sorry, I didn't wake you up... you looked really peaceful. Just didn't want to disturb you. Come on, I'll bring your things and walk you to the dorm."

You only pouted and gave your little bag to her because you knew Maki would keep pestering you insisting that she carry your things, which eventually led you to give up. You didn't mind it at all. In fact, you love her actions.

Maki went ahead of you as she opened the entrance door, "After you." She gently says. You blush slightly and skip towards the exit, Maki following in pursuit.

While on the way to your dorm, waves of laughter and teasing were voiced out between the two of you, delving into topics that concern teachers, homeworks, and schoolmates. The both of you showed clearly the happiness you both emit when together.

Everyone knows the feelings you harbor for each other—it was actually annoying the shit out of them as they wonder when you two will finally be together. But maybe both of you were just waiting for the right time.

Each step you both make echoes through the halls as joyful voices bounce down the wall. Arms brushed against each other so slightly, yet it made you feel butterflies flutter in your stomach. It will definitely be an interaction you'll think about for how many weeks.

Once you arrived at your door, you took out your key and unlocked your door. You turn around as Maki hands you your bag, "Thank you for carrying it, you really didn't have to."

She shakes her head, giving you a playful grin, "I wanted to."

A light red tone flushes your cheeks. Then, silence suddenly bores between the both of you. Shifting bodies and fiddling fingers were the actions you were giving.

"Maki-"

"Y/N-"

A surprised expression crossed your faces before bursting into peals of laughter. It formed tears between your eyelids as you wiped them, "What were you gonna say, Maki?"

She massages her stomach to ache the laughing pain, "No, no, no, you go first."

"No, you first."

"No, you."

You gave a death glare at Maki who suddenly put her hands up in defense then let them down as she clasped her hands behind her. It is something she does when she is nervous, In fact, she is very nervous to the point she might hurl. Yet, she shakes the thought. Maki was silent for moments.

You patiently wait for her to speak up as you stare at her intently, this makes even her more sweat until she inhales deeply to prepare herself. She tries to keep eye contact with you before opening her mouth, "I was wondering if you'd like to..." She trailed off.

Yet you had the same movement, just waiting. This made Maki's palm sweat even more, "If you'd like to go on a dat-"

"I would love to." You cut her off, shocking Maki with your quick response.

She finally sets her eyes on yours, which displayed sparks of anticipation and excitement, this made her grin widely at your reaction. She tries to resist the curls on the corner of her lips. A red tone softly paints her cheeks.

"I would love to, Maki. Text me the details." You repeat as much as you want to jump around in exhilaration, you prevented from doing so. You didn't want to overwhelm Maki.

Maki decides to go back to her dorm which was actually four doors away from you as both of you forbade your goodbyes. Maki was certainly in the heads of clouds, happy with your answer. However, before she was two steps away from your door, she recalled something.

"Y/N!" Maki calls your name.

You peeked out from the door and raised an eyebrow.

Makit tilts her head slightly and opens her mouth, "What were you going to say a while ago?"

A furrow on your eyebrows formed, wondering what she was saying until it clicked. A mischievous smile formed on your mouth, your eyes squinting slightly as you placed a finger on your lips.

"Secret."

all dividers are from @/cafekitsune, thank you <33

[theprismyyy]

Jackie Taylor???

[tofuingho]

I reblogged this post

With a message about using AO3's filters and not trying to sanitize the website.

OP replied to me, then blocked me, but I'm a petty bitch, so this is for you, @theprismyyy!

First of all, how very fucking dare you assume my gender! I have been the owner of a fully functional female reproductive system for 33 years.

Secondly, obviously you don't know how to use Exclude to actually exclude the shit you don't want to read. I exclude vore and cannibalism from all of my searches because I don't want to see that.

Lastly, rape has been an issue since humans first began to human.

The difference is that now it's illegal and if we talk about it, then we let victims know that they're not shameful. They're not to blame. It was nothing that they did.

But I'm sure that theprismyyy would much rather the victims shut up and suffer in silence so that theprismyyy doesn't have to think about 'uncomfy things that give them the ick'.

[theprismyyy]

Camera roll with girlfriend Natalie

(God I love these pictures, especially the one of her on the beach:((( she is such a baby)

[lacyscabinet]

My dearest homonym @theprismyyy, this is my very formal and very public apology.

I'm sorry that my fanfic made you cry *hands tissue paper*

[theprismyyy]

My baby😫😫😫

The way Nat looks when people are slut-shaming her breaks my heart because LOOK AT THE HURT IN HER EYES…

I think everything her dad has said to her is coming up in this moment. That shame and worthlessness is all over her face for a brief moment before it turns to anger. She covers up that hurt and trauma right away and goes on the defense and lashes out because she has never had the safety of being able to show her vulnerability…

STOP SHAMING HER SHE IS TRAUMATIZED AND SHE IS BABY AND SHE NEEDS SOMEONE TO UNDERSTAND THAT THERE IS SO MUCH SOFTNESS UNDERNEATH THAT ABRASIVE FRONT SHE PUTS ON

[dashitsxx]

dear | maki zenin x gn!reader

summary. It all took one question for your girlfriend to breakdown. The struggles and problems shed light of truths on the darkness of your curiousities.

genre. angst. hurt/comfort. sfw.

word count. 1.3k

warnings. curse user!maki. citizen!reader. major spoilers ahead from maki's past. crying (maki). cursing. comfort.

notes. dedicated to @theprismyyy! i hope you loved this—i think my writing isn't that much good enough here 😭 i also apologize for the very late post! it took so long for me to write and post this (fuck uni :) ), but omg, i kind of teared up here with this oneshot, my babygirl hasn't had anyone to release her pent-up feelings :(( thank you for your request, it was fun to write this!

Your attention shifted upon hearing the main door opening with a quiet ding. You quickly wiped your hands on your apron as you switched the stove off before walking towards the living room. A giddy feeling erupted in your veins since it had been a while since you'd seen her. After almost a month of waiting, she's finally back.

Heavy footsteps echoed against the wooden floor as a tall green haired woman with glasses peeked from the wall.

Your lips curl into a smile as you open your arms, offering a hug. The corners of your girlfriend's lips lifts up as she quickly walks to you, basking in the warmth of your arms as she wraps hers around your waist. Solace greeted her as a sigh of content and relief left her mouth.

You place a hand on her chopped hair (or maybe burned), carressed it on the process, which calms her down. It has been a long time since both of you have been together, just peacefully enjoying each other's embrace.

You both slowly pull away, but still in each other's arms. "I missed you, Y/N."

A cherry tone adorned your cheeks as your eyes twinkled by her words, "I missed you too, Maki," you gently place your lips on hers as she returned back the kiss with the same emotions you've both been feeling and you knew that it was finally time to have a discussion regarding Maki. You had numerous questions flying in your mind as time passes by. Although, you respected by waiting for your girlfriend to open up to you—seeing her scars was a different matter.

It terrified you.

You actually thought she might die after she returned home. Her face was all battered up, her skin was painfully flesh of red burns, and blood stained all over your body. You felt your heart dropped upon seeing her state. If only you never had the experience of first aid and the powers she attained, your girlfriend would have probably died.

Yet, you never asked her what happened.

After a short while, you and Maki walked to the dining room to eat for dinner. After preparing everything, you sat together instead of facing each other. Then, it was quiet, only the clanks of utensils against the plates sounded in the corners of the room.

Your throat was itching to ask Maki questions. How was she? Are there people following her? What happened to her? Why did it take her so long to come home? Despite your urge to ask, you just couldn't. Maybe, you were afraid of learning something you'd rather close your ears off and ignore. However, you knew it would hurt both of you in the long run.

"Y/N."

A tender tone called your name as you snapped out of your thoughts before shifting your full attention towards your girlfriend. You raise your eyebrows in curiosity as you hum.

"Are you okay?" Maki worriedly asks. She had a slight frown evident on her face as you smiled, "Of course, my dear. Well, how about you?"

You hear a short take in of breath, indicating her hesitancy, but she nods in reply, "Yes, I am too."

Then, silence greeted between the atmosphere once again, but this time you felt a bit awkward. Maybe, it was just you because of your overthinking. You continue to spoon yourself a soup to pretend the awkwardness is not present. This is what almost a month of no contact may do.

"Actually, no. I am not."

Your head quickly whipped in her direction. You saw her—her eyes staring down at her fumbling fingers placed on her lap. One of her legs bounced repeatedly against the ground. You conclude that she was nervous and scared as you reach your arm before placing your hand on top of the thigh, "It's okay. Take your time, Maki." You assure her in the most gentle voice. "I am just here."

You pulled your seat closer to hers, still holding her softly. Around ten minutes has passed, yet both of you still remain in the same position as you wait for your girlfriend to talk. The food has gone cold as the clock ticks above the doorway. Despite the surroundings still resuming its role, it was different between the both of you—it's as if it stopped, so suddenly, you didn't know what it was.

"I have a sister..." Maki begins. A gasp almost escaped your lips instead your jaw dropped and a hand was above it. Yet, that didn't really bother your girlfriend. "Her name is Mai, she is my younger sister. When we were young, we were pretty close with each other. There was a moment that we ha—no, that I promised I would stay with her forever. However, I broke it since I was ostracized in my family for not having cursed energy unlike my sister. I couldn't handle it anymore until I left," a pause emerged before she continued. "It was difficult being away from her until I went to Tokyo High and started training there, it helped me a bit to not always think about Mai."

A shaky deep breath was exhaled from her lips. She was still bouncing her leg as you glanced at her scarred fingers to only see them twiddled and trembled. You were not gonna lie, but you have never seen Maki in this state. She had her eyes roaming around except you, her skin went pale, and she just felt fucked up with her mental state. You didn't know what to do in this situation. but just listen to her.

"Then things were being fucked up recently. I had to go back to my clan just to get tools but my own father decided to attack me and my sister. My own father! How preposterous. He was killing us... then my sister—Mai sacrificed her life for me." A trembling tone emitted from her voice as Maki fisted her hands tightly, resisting the urge to burst out. "W-what I just hate about is that I knew Mai hated me for leaving her and I wanted a chance for us to be okay again like when we were children. I want—oh gosh, why?" Warm tears fall on the back of your hand as you quickly pull Maki's chair in your direction before leaving your seat to crouch down and look at her. Your hand was still on her thighs.

"T-that's why I-I look like t-this and g-gone f-for a month," an unstable, stuttering tone was evident as salt teardrops descended from her face to her thighs and your hand. Her shoulders shook with her cries.

"Just cry it out, Maki," you whispered softly. You attempt to stare at her face but she averts your gaze. You pursue your lips as you reach your hand out to hold her chin, facing towards you. "It's okay, Maki. You don't need to continue. I am sorry I wasn't there when you needed someone the most. You don't have to act tough, just tell me—I will always be there to listen." You comfort her as your hand slides from her chin to her cheek, wiping the streaks of warm tears. Her eyes still looking down.

"I may not know your sister well, but I am sure she cares for you despite what she felt. You both protected each other from your father until the end," you paused. "She loves you, Maki. That's... maybe why she sacrificed for you."

Finally, Maki's eyes took a glance at you as a homely smile formed on your mouth as you stood up and wrapped your arms around her shoulders, pulling her to your warmth. "She loves you, Maki." You spoke in a tone that mixed with assurance and a hint of sadness for the death of her sister.

There was sudden wetness spreading on your shirt as Maki hid her face on your abdomen as she clinged to your body tightly. A loud, muffled sob emitted from her lips as she bawled. You rubbed her back and her head repeatedly to comfort her, whispering to cry it out.

You bent down before kissing the top of her head, "I am always here for you, my dear."

all dividers are from @/cafekitsune, thank you <33

[theprismyyy]

I'm crying because this needed to be so sad :((((

in another life

pairing(s) carl grimes x fem!reader (platonic)

synopsis carl and y/n were best friends right from the start and they would die best friends too.

warning(s) death, angst, hurt no comfort

masterlist

a/n sorry this is actually kinda sad But oopsie (to the requests IM SO SORRY i will get to them)

“i had a feeling that you’d be too clingy to let me die alone,” carl’s laugh quickly turned into a wheeze as he felt his lungs tighten in his chest.

“please, you’re the one who’s always stealing my thunder,” y/n chuckled dryly, her hand reaching out to hold carl’s. they first met on a deserted highway moments before he lost his first friend in the apocalypse: sophia. god gave him a new friend that day just to snatch the other one away.

“yeah?” carl turned his head to look over at y/n. her face had lost its usual colour and vibrancy, the change was almost startling. carl wondered how he looked for a moment, did he look worse than her? was she okay?

“mhm,” y/n hummed turning to look back at him. they were both leaning their weight against the wall behind them, far too exhausted to sit up by themselves. carl and y/n had both been bit.

“i wish we had more time,” carl sighed, his gaze falling to his lap.

“everybody wishes they had more time, carl,” y/n laughed, leaning her head back, “don’t be so cliché.”

“cliché? you even know what that means?” carl’s breath was laboured, but he wanted to postpone his death for a few minutes. y/n and him never had much time to talk anymore, why not talk during their last moments.

“yeah,” y/n rolled her eyes, “the prison didn’t exactly have the best books, so i read a dictionary like five times.”

“you’re such a liar,” carl scoffed, shaking his head.

“you are being an imbecile,” y/n laughed softly, her hand twitching in carl’s, “that means stupid person.”

“if you had kids they would’ve been so damn annoying,” carl groaned as he readjusted himself against the wall, “so annoying.”

“your kids would’ve been losers,” y/n grinned, she could almost picture what his and enid’s kids would’ve looked like, “my kids would’ve kicked your kids asses.”

“i’d beat your kids asses then.”

“i’d beat your ass then.” y/n retorted.

the girl started to cough and when she pulled her hand away from her mouth, her hand was stained with red. the reality that one of them may turn before the other hit both of them in an instant.

“if i turn-“ y/n was interrupted by carl.

“stop it.” his voice was stern, but she could hear the pain in it.

“carl…” y/n sighed, leaning her head on his shoulder, “it’s gonna be one of us.”

“let’s just talk more?” carl’s voice was weak and fragile, he almost sounded the same way he did when y/n first met him. like a little boy.

“sure,” y/n breathed out, nodding despite the action causing her to feel nauseous, “what do you wanna talk about?”

“would you have had kids?” carl asked. there wasn’t much he wanted to talk about, but it felt like there was almost too much to talk about.

“nah,” y/n’s laugh was wheezy, it burned her chest to even laugh, “i’m more of a cool aunt, don’t you think?”

“yeah, you are,” carl chuckled, nodding his head slowly.

“did you want kids?” y/n asked.

“not now, but… i think i would’ve liked to.” carl hummed after he spoke, almost like he was contemplating it. what a sad thing for a dying boy to think about the life he could’ve had.

“your kids would’ve been cool, i lied earlier,” y/n shrugged, “a dad with a cool hat ‘n eyepatch? you’re kidding me, they’d be awesome.”

“what happens when i have two kids and only one hat?” carl joked, a sad smile on his face.

“pick your favourite, i don’t know,” y/n grinned, but as she sat in silence for a few seconds her smile faded. her body felt weak to the point it ached to even exist, but she didn’t want to leave carl so soon. she didn’t want him to be alone.

“i wrote you a letter,” carl confessed, his head lowered again, “i wrote everyone letters actually, i wrote one for you too though… but i didn’t expect you to be here with me.”

“what’d it say?” carl’s heart broke at the sound of her voice. she clearly had very limited time left and it brought a tear to his eye.

“i wrote,” he sighed, his hand reaching up his hip, hovering over his gun, “what i wrote was.. i’m grateful to have grown up with you.. and that i hoped you never felt lonely again, even after i’m gone… i love you, y/n.. you’re my best friend.. i asked you to tell judith about mom, tyreese, glenn, beth and hershel…”

“hope you told someone else to do that..” y/n rasped out, chuckling slightly.

“we’ll see each other again.” carl pulled his gun out and rested it on his lap, his fingers twitching against the cool metal.

“in another life?” y/n whispered, her eyes shutting as her chest rose and fell for the last time.

“in another life.”

[theprismyyy]

Omg they are literally the same person😭😭

[theprismyyy]

Little baby

[theprismyyy]

Same energy

[theprismyyy]

She looks so fucking good🫦🫦🫦

SOPHIE THATCHER in a teaser clip from MAXXXINE (2024) dir. Ti West