#this is not proofread and is just a mess BUT HERE THANK YOU 💕

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Club Fun

A/n: this is a draft that I’ve had for a while and I just kept putting it off posting because I wasn’t sure I liked it but I wanted to put it out and see what other people think 💕 thanks for reading I appreciate it 💕

(This also isn’t proofread at all soooo I’m sorry for any mistakes)

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, adult themes and Nat being a pain in the ass

"Come on Y/n how bad could a gentleman's club be?" Nat pushed you through the doors even with you groaning and pushing back against her

"Nat I have a literal alien in my body and I don't know what will set them off" you felt a grumble in your head

"I am not a prepubescent teenager Y/n I am sophisticated"

"Only because you can't survive without me out of my body" you grumbled back and Nat really wished she could understand what you were saying to the alien

You looked up and sighed "okay let's go in"

Nat smiled wide and guided you through the small hallway to the second bouncer "hey we're Nat and Y/n, we have a table booked under Tony Stark?"

The man looked you both over the at the list seeing your names and allowing you past "please keep your hands to yourselves and don't try and get any dancer's numbers because they'll just laugh at you" he laughed and you rolled your eyes turning to Nat

"does he think we're kids? Pretty sure I can control myself around some scantily clad women"

Nat scoffed "talk about yourself Y/n, I see a hot woman staring at me I'll give her money my number, my soul anything the sexy lady wants"

You giggled "you'll get us kicked out the moment we sit down at the booth"

Nat ignored you as she eyed up a waitress walking past who gave her a wink in response "yeah yeah whatever I'm gonna go and get some free drinks" she patted you on the back leaving you alone, well with the alien obviously

"We are being stared at"

You glanced around not noticing anything "what are you talking about?"

They turned your body around suddenly nearly falling over before you managed to steady yourself "dude what the fuck, you can't just turn me around like that!" You whisper shouted at them but they ignored you

"There is a redhead lady who is looking at us and biting her lip, I think she is older than us" you were pointed towards said woman and she gave you a wink

"Oh you're right, do you think she wants us to go over?" Before you could say anything else the woman in question walked over to you "hi pretty girl, do you need some help? You look a little lost"

The sweetness in her voice made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and your mouth go dry "oh-er no-no thanks my friend is just getting drinks" you glanced at Nat who was very much not getting your drinks but instead was making out with the waitress she followed after

"It seems you're friend is a little busy right now, I'll take you to your booth" she pulled you towards a booth, her hand gripping your own sweaty mess of a hand.

You were near enough thrown into the booth and the woman followed close near enough sat in your lap "how about I get us some shots? They should loosen your cute tongue"

"...okay" you whispered and the women smiled kissing you on the cheek turning around and singling for a waiter to come over with their tray of shots

"How many miss Scarlet?" The man asked and she told him to put the tray down "thanks Brucie"

He left without another word and she took a glass from the tray pointing it towards you "here you go pretty girl" she tipped the drink towards your mouth and you opened your mouth taking the drink "good?"

You nodded licking the left over liquid from your lips "yeah it's good"

The woman's piercing green eyes were locked onto yours sitting in silence for a few moments before she spoke again "can I interest you in a dance?" She asked sweetly and you shook your head maybe a little too much making her pout

"Awe are you sure? I can relive all of that clear tension coming off of your shoulders, you're too pretty to be stressed"

She stood up bringing you with her and walking off towards Nat who managed to pull her face away from the waitress long enough to talk to you

"Y/n! This place is amazing! This is Maria, she's great" her ragged breath made you laugh "I'm sure she is amazing Nat"

Maria looked behind you to the woman and winked "so Scarlet, is this your new little conquest?"

So her name was Scarlet, or maybe just her stage name, you were certain no one gave their real names out, but this Maria did? She's not a dancer though you guessed?

Scarlet's arms wrapped around your waist getting your attention and she chuckled when you jumped "don't think too hard there pretty girl" she looked to Maria "I offered a dance but she turned me down Mia"

You couldn't see her face but you knew she was pouting about you refusing a dance "Y/n you can't refuse a dance! That's the whole point of the club!"

"I know but-

"No buts Y/n! Go on Scarlet take her to a room and help her relax" Nat demanded ignoring your embarrassed face

"Whatever the costumer wants they get Natalia" Scarlet smirked grabbing your hand leading you through the club away from the safety of people and noise for a quiet private room

"You need to relax honey, I promise you're okay I'll take such good care of you" she purred sitting you down on the couch and you finally looked at her properly seeing the dark red blazer wrapped around her body

"Y/n your body is heating up is everything okay?"

You couldn't answer them instead watching Scarlet unbutton her blazer dropping it to the floor

"Holy shit" you whispered letting your eyes wonder over her lingerie barley covering her body, it was useless being there in all honesty, her breasts were practically spilling out and that's where you met her finger pointing to her face "my eyes are up here princess" she chuckled and your eyes snapped up

"S-sorry!"

She giggled coming towards you and straddling your lap placing a leg on either side "don't say sorry for admiring beauty honey, let's start with your name again"

"Y-y/n" you whispered feeling your hands unintentionally land on her thighs and she gasped "getting bold Y/n? I like it"

"You were moving too slow so I needed to help you Y/n"

You knew they where right, you had a woman, a hot woman you may add on your lap wearing the hottest thing you’ve ever seen and yeah sure it’s part of her job but you could have fun right?

“Get out of your pretty head Y/n” she brought you out of your thoughts and jumped at how you could feel her breath on your face as she whispered in your ear “so Y/n are you going to tell me what you I can do for you?

“This is all new to me so I don’t know what to ask for”

Scarlet looked over you and your slightly trembling body “how about a kiss?" She didn't really wait for answer before kissing you on the lips softly, you remained frozen until you were mentally slapped by your symbiote

"Y/n I do not get aroused or feel sexual tension but even I am suffering through this air of arousal, kiss her back"

You relaxed into the kiss sighing as you kissed her back, feeling Venom slip into your body and elongate your tongue and force her mouth open slipping the long tongue inside and wrapping around her own, Scarlet either didn't realise or didn't care because she moaned into the kiss trying to gain some kind of control

When you both had to pull away for some air Scarlet was shocked seeing the tongue lull out of your mouth "what the hell is that? Looks like your tongue had an erection" when she laughed and didn't run away from you or slap you your heart grew ten sizes, it was nice you guessed if still little strange.

"Can you even talk with that thing?" she giggled and wen to kiss you again but you pulled away letting your tongue return to its normal size

"Everthing okay?" She placed a kiss on your cheek as a reassurance and you smiled

"Have you ever heard of symbiotes?"

She sat back on your lap thinking about it "like that alien that tried to destroy the world? Are you that alien?"

You shook your head "no! No at all, I was just infect-sorry chosen to be a host for one...do you want to meet them?"

Scarlet had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing "well this is nothing like my normal encounters here but sure, let's see the little alien"

Venom didn't need to be told twice and their tendrils appeared forming a their head smiling at Scarlet

"You are a very pretty lady miss Scarlet, I cannot feel aroused or these silly human feelings but you have a hot body and Y/n agrees"

"Venom! Just stop talking" you groaned trying to get away but you were still trapped under Scarlet's thighs

"God this is so weird, it's a good thing you're hot" she lent forward placing a kiss on your neck and then biting you there, you looked at Venom whispering "go back"

They looked at you funny so you said it again "it's a private moment now Venom"

They understood and retreated back into your body quickly and you focused back on the feeling of her soft lips on your neck.

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“My lips are chapped Nat” Maria pulled away from Nat who still tried chasing after her “oh come on, they’re not that bad”

The waitress gently pushed her away “you’re insatiable, I like it, give me a few minutes and I’ll take you somewhere nice”

‘Where?” She questioned

“To the best room we have, it’s got a mini fridge” Maria kissed Nat again softly refusing to let her take over the kiss again “plus we can watch the cameras for your friend”

Nat’s eyes widened “there’s cameras in the room?”

Maria laughed “obviously, how else are we supposed to protect our girls?”

She lead Nat through the club into a closed off area and through a door to a room with a couch, a mini fridge and the cameras she mentioned

“This looks like a pervs hangout” Nat commented but Maria just rolled her eyes pushing the redhead to the couch “just sit there and be quiet, if that’s something you can do”

"I prefer being loud" Nat winked

"I can’t wait to prove that later" Maria took some wine out of the fridge and sat next to the woman giving her a kiss on the cheek “okay let’s get this started" she turned on the Tv changing the channel through the rooms before finding you and Scarlet

"Ugh boring they're just talking" nat looked through the screen, she hoped she could read lips so she knew what you were saying, when she got a closer look she noticed Venom's head at the side of you "what the fuck?!"

Maria put down the wine quickly looking at these screen "what's that?! Is that a puppet? Does your friend have a puppet kink? A little odd but I'm sure Scarlet can work with that" Maria was laughing but Nat only let out a small chuckle too focused on why the hell Venom decided to make themselves known, suddenly Scarlet lent forward kissing and started kissing your neck

"The puppet worked" Maria laughed and Nat managed a small laugh "hah yeah sure" she turned the TV off instead not wanting to focus on you and your weird alien friend, she had no idea why Scarlet didn't mind it though

"Well they're boring now"

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Scarlet's lips moved up to your ear "you're not the only one with a secret princess"

Your smile dropped and you pulled away suddenly but Scarlet just laughed "it's okay honey nothing horrible, do you know what a coven is?"

You flexed your hands on her thighs and swallowed nervously "like witches?"

She smiled "yes"

"Are you a witch?"

She simply nodded and flashed her red eyes making you gasp "shit that's so cool!" You were memorised, maybe a little scared since witches were seen as strange or evil but a dancer at a gentleman's club couldn't be evil...right?

"I'm not evil honey, just someone who gets bored easily and needs something to do"

Did she read your mind?? You looked at her surprised and she giggled "yes princess I can read minds and yours has been a delight to listen too"

That's so weird but cool as well, so what so we do now?"

"Well, my real name is Wanda to start with, I use Scarlet because the guys like it, and for security of course"

You were really trying to listen honestly you were but your eyes kept flickering down to her chest

"You're not listening to a thing I'm saying are you?" Wanda laughed using her finger to lift up your chin "it's okay, I know what you really want" she lent forward to kiss you but a bell went off stopping her in her tracks "oooh sorry princess times up"

She tried pulling away but your fingers dug into her thighs keeping her there "but you were going to kiss me again?”

She raised her eyebrow and smiled at you "I know, I love leaving my clients on edge, it guarantees they come back"

This time Venom growled and appeared again "that seems a little unfair Wanda, we showed you me, I think we deserve a treat"

She just shrugged managing to pull away from you standing up and covering herself with her robe "are you saying you don't want to see me again?"

Both you and Venom were confused

"Because if I slept with you that's what would happen, and I'm quite enjoying your company"

"She is teasing us Y/n"

You agreed "she is"

Wanda watched you as you were thinking, and you knew she was reading your mind "you have some hot thoughts in there Y/n, a stark difference from when we first started, now come on, your friend will be waiting for you"

You sighed reluctantly getting up and going past Wanda when she gave you a small smack on your ass "hey!"

She laughed "I couldn't help myself honey"

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"Nice to finally see you two out of the room, did you give her the full dance Scarlet?" Maria laughed glancing between the two of you and the redhead smiled wrapping her fingers around your waist "she had a wonderful time Maria, she'll be coming back tomorrow night"

Nat gasped and you looked at her "you're coming back?! Wow Y/n, she must've given you the full treatment eh?"

When your face blushed Wanda kissed your cheek "you're so cute malen'kiy you can have my number, so call me when you're here tomorrow and I'll come and get you"

You nodded and went to kiss Wanda but you weren't too sure until Wanda pulled you in close kissing you hard

"Oooooohhhh!" Nat exclaimed excitedly "Maria did you see that?! My little virgin is getting somewhere!"

You instantly pulled back going bright red "Nat! I'm not a virgin! I've slept with loads of women"

Both women laughed and Wanda tried hiding her own smirk "it's okay princess, I'm an excellent teacher"

You groaned pulling away from the woman "come on Nat before I sink into the ground from embarrassment"

Nat giggled and kissed Maria one more time "so it look's like I'll see you tomorrow?"

"I'll have the usual room ready" she winked in response kissing the redhead again

"Do I get a good-bye kiss?" Wanda pouted and you rolled your eyes walking back to her "I never expected this coming into a strip club" holding the woman's face in your hands you kissed Wanda softly before pulling away then kissing her nose

"Hmm you're my favourite client malen'kiy"

"I have no idea what that Russian word means but I hope it's good"

Wanda giggled kissing the side of your head "Ty takaya ocharovatel'naya printsessa, dumayu, ya ostavlyu tebya ty moya"

You heard Nat soft gasp from the side of you and you whipped your head around to her "did she say something shocking?"

Wanda looked to Nat shaking her head and Nat nodded "just some sickly sweet thing about you, typical for you to come into a gentleman's cub for a dance from a stripper to come out with a potential partner"

You shrugged "hey I can't help it if I have incredible game"

The group burst out laughing even Wanda joined in making you pout

"Y/n I love you I really do but you're really terrible with women, I'm surprised Wanda actually made out with you"

You blushed hard leaner closer into Wanda "yeah well fuck you Nat" okay it wasn't the best comeback but its the only one you could think of

"It's okay Y/n I thought that was a very good comeback" Wanda kissed your cheek "okay honey, I've got to go back to work"

You started to talk back but a finger shushed your lips "I still need money my love but I want you back here tomorrow okay?"

You nodded "I'm definitely coming back all the time Wanda, I'll sit in the corner with a snack"

Wanda held in a giggle rubbing your shoulder "oh honey I don't think my clients would enjoy that"

"Then they'd to keep their hands off of you" you retorted and Wanda laughed "my little possessive girl don't worry, you'll get the special private dances"

It was your turn to blush hard again and you had to keep yourself steady "o-oh okay cool yeah! Great"

Nat laughed “you’re a mess, come on idiot let’s go”

[morallygreyyn]

helloo!! your blog gives me LIFE and I just came across your drunk Illumi fics *chefs kiss*. I was wondering if you could possibly write a smutty drunk hisoka x fem reader fic? Except hisoka flat out tells the reader he wants her to ride him 😭 I'm sorry if this is too out there! Thank you so much for amazing content 💕

ride me like one of your b boys (sub!hisoka x domme!reader)

description: hisoka gets drunk and you fuck...that’s it...that’s the tweet

authors note: *cracks knuckles* bring it on thanks so much for you lovely words anon 🥹 and i’m also so glad i’m not shadowbanned anymore lmaoooo 💗

your requests are my command so here you go anon and @kateaesthetic 

also don’t ask where the title came from i truly don’t know

i have recently discovered that shots by lmfao is an excellent song to write drunk hisoka to and it was swiftly added to my hisoka playlist

warnings:  hisoka, swearing, smut, sub hisoka, domme reader, overstim, noncon as hisoka is drunk, not proofread (we die like men)

word count: 716

minors dni

requests are open!

If there was one thing that you learned from being with Hisoka, it was that he loved drunken sex. He had made a habit of dragging you out for the night, hitting up every bar and club in the vicinity and then going home for some fun times.

So there was no surprise that when you both got home from a wild night, Hisoka practically pounced.

“I want you to ride me.” Your lover drawled, eyes smouldering as they bore into yours.

“Well, then you better get comfortable.” You grinned, pushing him onto the couch. “Because I’m not gonna stop until I’m satisfied.”

You knew those words would get him excited. He loved it when you abused him for your pleasure, when you fucked him with reckless abandon. Hisoka was a masochist through and through so overstimulation was something that he held near and dear to his heart. So that’s exactly what you planned. 

You were both a mess of tongue, and lips, and teeth as you tore into each other's clothes. Having done this so many times, you were quite efficient at getting the magician naked. He lay before you, chest heaving with unbridled lust. Hisoka’s chiselled body was on full display for you and you took delight in running your hands over every inch of his skin.

His red hair spilled over the pillows, amber eyes scorching as he gazed longingly at your bare body. It didn’t take long to take him inside of you, hips rocking at a casual pace as you eased into the familiar feeling. Leaning down, you began to nip and suck at every inch of skin you had access to, leaving your sinful marks for the world to see.

“You like that, you little slut?”

He made a sound, somewhere between a hum and a moan. “More.”

“Someone’s greedy tonight.”

“When am I not?” Hisoka grinned, red hair falling into his eyes. You snapped your hips and his grin quickly dissolved, his lips parting to let out a low groan.

“At least I can still shut you up.”

“Mmm, I’d still find a way to annoy you.”

“Not if I bind and gag you.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” The mirth in his eyes faltered once you picked up the pace, clouding over with unbridled lust.

“Fuck me.” He moaned, head thrown back in pleasure. His hands tightly gripped your waist as you rode him, fast and rough just how he liked it. You knew Hisoka’s body like the back of your hand, knowing what would push him over the edge and what would leave him there. Deciding to be particularly ruthless, you waited until his panting and thrusts grew frantic and then you stopped moving entirely.

“Y/nnnn~” The magician whined, desperately trying to thrust upwards but unable to. 

“Yes, darling?” You couldn’t stop your grin and you grabbed his chin and roughly brought his face close to yours. With heavy lidded eyes, Hisoka was breathing heavily as he stared at you, too lost in pleasure to make his usual quips. “Don’t tell me you’re too fucked out of it to even respond.” 

“Let me cum.”

“Hm, I dunno…” You trailed off, feeling quite sadistic. “I’m not sure I want you to.”

Your lover collapsed backwards, looking dangerously seductive as he looked up at you. It was quite the sight to see Hisoka like his, drunk and fucked out of his mind, eyes smouldering and red hair ruffled, chest heaving and love bites running up and down the length of his neck.

“That’s not fair at all.” You murmured, tracing the outlines of his swollen lips. He opened his mouth, taking the full length of your fingers and delighted in your expression as he sucked. You knew exactly what he was doing, and it worked every damn time.

“If you want to cum, then fine, you’ll be cumming all night.” You snapped your hips and didn’t stop, picking up the same fast pace from before. “Think you can handle that?”

Hisoka’s response was a loud, wanton moan as he came, head once again thrown back against the couch. As promised, you didn’t slow down nor did you even let Hisoka catch his breath as you mercilessly fucked him throughout the night.

Not that he was complaining.

[acacia-may]

Can I ask questions 4, 18, 21, and 46?

Hi there, Anon-friend! Thank you so much for the ask and for playing the fic writer's ask game!

I've answered your questions below the cut. 😊 Cheers!! 💕

4. Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?

Gosh I wish I knew lol. Sometimes they are just completely random, but I would say most of the time they stem from conversations I have whether online or irl and wanting to bring some of those great discussion points to life. Most of my Black Clover fanfictions for instance, were heavily inspired by the deep discussions a friend of mine irl and I would have as we were binging the series together. The wip I have currently been working on was heavily inspired by some silly headcanons about OMORI characters watching Friends (which was a huge cultural phenomenon in the 90s and early 2000s when the game takes place). 😅

Another big inspiration for me is music. I write stories inspired by songs all the time.

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

It really depends on the story and the type of title. For my most recent fanfiction "A Ceiling Made of Stars" I picked the title long before I even started writing the story and ended up incorporating the phrase into the prose. Other titles I choose based on a line from the story that sticks out to me while I'm drafting it (i.e. "Beside Every Closed Door Is An Open Window," "For What It's Worth," & "We Make Our Own Destiny").

Some titles are from song titles or lines from songs that inspired the story, and these are either chosen before writing (i.e. "Maybe My Soulmate Died") or afterwards (i.e. "Am I Ready For Love? Or Maybe Just A Best Friend"). Then there are some that are titled from a line in the work that was also inspired by music (i.e. "I Can Hear Music," "A World Without You," & "Tackle The Monsters") and those tend to be chosen as soon as that particular line is written.

I'll admit I was kind of curious of the breakout so I went to my AO3 and here's my top 3 types of fic titles ranked first, second, and third based on frequency:

1st: Related to the story and/or a line in the story (Serious)

2nd: From the title of a song or the line of a song

3rd: Related to the story and/or a line in the story (Cheeky/Joking Titles)

21. Would you ever collaborate with another writer for a story?

Absolutely! I have had the pleasure to collaborate with other writers before, and I always try to give credit for inspiration where it is due. Most of these collaborations were/are just swapping ideas, headcanons, or proofreading works, but I have tried co-authoring before which has also been fun. Most of these co-authoring projects were written with my irl friends (years ago when I wasn't putting my writing online), and the few co-authoring projects I've written with my online friends/other online fic writers which could conceivably have been posted have never really come to fruition enough to be posted, unfortunately. That said, the lovely @randomsprinkles and I have collaborated on a couple projects that have actually made it to AO3, but we don't co-author in the traditional sense: she does the art (and/or helps with worldbuilding and editing, occasionally dialogue) and I do the writing! 😊

It's actually kind of funny you asked this question, Anon-friend, because I was just laughing with someone irl about my first ever co-authored fic. Back when I was in high school, one of my best friends and I thought it would be fun to make up an OC and write a fic for a certain comicbook fandom I haven't thought about in years. The problem was that my friend wanted her to end up with one canon character and I wanted her to end up with a different canon character (and our individual chapters absolutely reflected that lol). Needless to say it was an absolute hot mess and never finished (and thankfully never published anywhere. I don't even think I have a copy of it anymore). So my big piece of writing advice for all collaborations is pick your ships early and make sure you agree on them! 😉

46. How would you describe your style? (Character/emotion/action-driven, etc)

Character driven 100%--though sometimes emotion driven in so far as the emotions relate to the characters. I am and always have been a character-driven reader/watcher/media consumer, so that's something I always really try to focus on in my own writing. I struggle a lot when I'm responsible to moving a whole plot along (probably one of the main reasons I don't usually like writing multi-chapter fics).

[stitcheswashere13]

Yo ur imagines are so cool :0 Can you perhaps do Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer, Brahms Heelshire, Freddy Krueger and Jason Vorhees with a gender neutral s/o that is very unfazed and not surprised (well maybe a little) when they met the first time and after like a couple minutes of staring in silence the s/o goes "Ngl u kinda cute" and starts complimenting little things about their appearance. This is kinda specific but take ur time :) 💟💕

Awww! This is so cute, Thank you for the compliment! I love this-

On to the story!

Wait. what?!

Warnings: Teeth rotting fluff, a bit of: cocky slashers (in Freddy's mostly but there is some in Brahms), short, cringy, and cursing, comedy not proofread.

About a 1295 word count total.

Micheal Myers!: (333 words!)

You slowly walk towards the closet door, after hearing a noise. You curse yourself for even walking toward the door and checking out the noise instead of getting the fuck out of there. You quickly open the door to find a tall handsome man wearing a white mask. Silence filled the room for a while. Micheal was waiting for you to scream and run away because he was in the mood for a good victim chase. "... Im not going to lie your kinda cute," you say while taking a small step back. Micheal was brought into a state of confusion, he thought "what the fuck are they on?". You continued again "Your eyes do seem cold but are somehow pretty, like the darkness of the night". Micheal was surprised under the mask, he had never had someone not run away from him or really show interest, but here you are hitting on him. He kinda liked it, Micheal never really felt like he was really loved, Of course, he was confused as shit because his heartfelt weird but also nice." You continue again "Wow, You have a deep cut on your hand, want me to help you out there honey". At this moment Micheal cracked a smile, it was a small one but he still smiled. Micheal took a small step back realizing what he had just done. Micheal's heart was practically melting. Micheal felt so loved, it was so weird but nice. He held out his hand with the deep cut and watched you take it. "come on, to the kitchen". you said wondering how the fuck did you not get stabbed. Micheal was wondering why he didn't just stab you, why he didn't just strangle you, why he just fell in love with you, why were you grabbing a snack while you were in the middle of doctoring his hand. Micheal didn't know but whatever the answer is he still loved this moment and will stop by every day.

Bubba Sawyer!: (252 words!)

*Thump* "BUBBA! YOUR ASS BETTER BE DOWN HERE, I GOT A LITTLE GIFT FOR YOU!" Bubba's father yelled as he threw you down the last few steps and climbed back up the stairs and slammed the door shut. You looked up to see, a tall-ish man wearing a stitched mask, it looks like he was putting on makeup and messed up while doing his lipstick. Bubba was slightly shocked when you didn't scream, like the last few victims he killed. There was a bit more silence before you spoke "Your kinda cute, not going to lie." Bubba was static, he had never got a compliment and was pretty happy with the compliment. You began again "your makeup is nice too, but you messed up on the lipstick, want me to help you fix that sweetheart?" It was at this moment Bubba knew you were the person he was going to marry. No one else just you, he quickly helped you up, threw you over his shoulder carried you to his little area where he does his makeup. Bubba grabs a damp cloth and a pretty red lipstick and hands it to you. You can tell Bubba is in awe, as up began to clean his messy makeup up and put on the red lipstick. Bubba wonders why he didn't just rip your face off, why he gave into you flirting so quickly, and most importantly how is he going to tell his father he is going to date you no matter what.

Brahms Heelshire!: (281 words!)

*CRASH*, You heard glass break from one of the mirrors. You look from your book, to see a human version of the doll Brahms. After he emerged out of the wall, silence filled the room. Brahms was waiting for like a scream or you running out the door or something. "Im not going to lie, your kinda cute," You say while looking at Brahms. Brahms knew he looked at least somewhat good but that was just his ego and self-confidence, he did not expect you to say that. Brahms slightly nudged forward at your comment. "Such a pretty boy, your scaring on your body somehow suits you." you began. Brahms looks at his hands, he does have a few scars on them. He fell in love even more, not only were you adorable, but you also didn't make fun of him, even though he is a wall rat. "I like your cardigan, it looks pretty." Brahms being in awe takes off his cardigan, walks over to you, and puts it on you. You Mc fucked up with giving Brahms a bit of extra love, now you have to deal with an in awe Brahms, which depending on whether or not you like being cuddled the rest of the day and night is kinda good. "such a pretty boy" You say again, Brahms really felt loved, he didn't even question anything at that moment didn't ask "why is this person, flirting with me, Why didn't I just kill them, Why didn't they run or why am I a simp?" He did not care what the answer was as long as he could have you all to himself he was fine.

Freddy Krueger!: (210 words!)

You were slowly dosing off fighting to stay awake to finish your horror movie. While you are slowly dosing off you see s silhouette of a man with sharp claws. Sadly you fall asleep before you can ask who was there.  In you're dream you looked like you were in an ally you saw the shadow of the man, you noticed he must have been behind you. You calmly turned around to see a burnt man, with a knife glove. You didn't have a reaction surprisingly, which kinda made Freddy impressed. "Not gonna lie, your kinda cute," you say while looking Freddy up and down. "Yeah, I know, that's the point of living twice, looking even hotter the second time" Freddy answered you with a smile on his face. "Your burns fit you, they really bring out your eyes and smile", You start up again. Freddy must have just been struck by cupid at that moment. "Oh... Why thank you little nightmare".  Freddy was truly in love, though he felt easy to get, he really didn't care at all. He is now going to make time to stop by in your dreams, he will make you one of his regulars, just one he won't kill in the end.

Jason Vorhees!: (206 words)

You were in the woods picking some flowers to make a bouquet being mind full of the wildlife around you. You hear a loud noise behind you, you snap your head around to see a big body-built man. You both kinda just stand there awkwardly looking at each other quietly. You finally spoke up “I am not going to lie to you, you are kinda cute.” Jason was static, He had only ever got a compliment from his mother. You continued “Your mask also suits you, very cool and pretty!” Yep, Jason just died of blushing, he is in love. Only his mother ever gave him love and sometimes she didn’t. “Looks like you got quite a cut there, want to head back to my cabin to get bandaged up? If you don’t mind of course,” You say looking at the gash on his arm.  Jason was struck by cupid, Not only you were adorable, but you were also so sweet! He nodded not questioning a thing as you two walked back to the old cabin happily. Jason knew he was going to stop by your cabin every day he can get a chance. You really pulled Jason’s heartstrings, he really did feel loved by you.

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[beneathashadytree]

hello! may i request a nsfw alphabet for mycroft holmes from moriarty the patriot? if you’re not comfortable, may you do a sfw one instead? thank you! 💕💕

NSFW ALPHABET - MYCROFT HOLMES HEADCANONS

Warnings : this is obviously NSFW, but I don’t think there’s much else to warn of except the lack of proofreading, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : smutty smut!

Word count : 3.3K words (oops…)

Additional notes : Thank you so much for requesting! I can’t even begin to tell you how much fun I had writing these. Headcanons are very relaxing for me to write. Plus, I have such a soft spot for this man🫠 Hope you enjoy this!💗

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Masterlist

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Mycroft is a very methodical man, and he tends to stick to routines for the most part. That also translates into the bedroom; after sex he’s gotten into the rhythm of cleaning up after his lover, preferably changing the sheets as well. If they’re too exhausted to get up and shower/bathe, that’s fine by him! He’ll just take care of them with a damp towel and let them curl up against his chest (hint: it’s very warm!)

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

As probably hinted by the previous part, his favorite body part on himself is probably his chest. In a rather innocent way, he loves the way they rest their head against him to listen to his heartbeat every night, and in a not-so-innocent way, nothing beats the sight of them burying their head into him, tears wetting his chest as the pleasure overwhelms them.

On his partner, he can never resist their eyes. Not when they’re twinkling so sweetly up at him, not when they’re begging to be comforted, and definitely not when they’re blown with lust and a deep desire only he can fulfill. It always leaves his chest burning with want to see them look at him like that.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person)

Mycroft’s not exactly fond of messes, so cumming inside his lover tends to be his go-to. Not to mention the fact that he might have a bit of a possessive streak when it comes to the bedroom, and seeing his release oozing out their hole has him more than ready for another round in seconds.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’d never admit to it out loud, but he’s had some rather lewd fantasies concerning his occupation—something about fucking his darling as they roleplay as enemy agents with incredible sexual tension (him not really roleplaying at all, honestly) gets him really going.

Though he’d never risk bringing them to his office, he’s had his fair share of fantasies of bending them over his desk and taking them from behind as they try to muffle their moans into his hand. He’d have to settle for fucking them just as good in his office at home.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Now, being one of the older men in Yuumori, he’s definitely had his fair share of experience. Men weren’t saints back then, as much as some history tries to convince us otherwise.

In his early 20s, he probably fell in love with someone and took things seriously with them for quite a while, but soon his job forced him to put an end to it before it ended in bloodshed. He couldn’t risk anything happening to someone he truly cared for in that way—so ever since that relationship ended, he resorted to casual one night stands. Just a good romp every now and then to relieve himself of his stress did the trick—though of course, he always ensures that both parties understand that it doesn’t mean more.

And he… well, he most certainly knows what he’s doing. He puts his years of delivering pleasure to faceless names into good use, and knows his lover’s body like the back of his hand.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

While he does usually love taking his lover from behind and the way his hands always gravitate to their ass and waist to pull them in closer, I think he’d prefer to have them in a position where he can clearly see their face. For someone who’s spent the majority of his life with no strings attached, he wants the fact that he’s absolutely serious about this to set in. This isn’t a casual fuck; he takes his time to make love to them and ravish them thoroughly, and the emotional bond formed through eye contact while doing so is something he’d rather not compromise on.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Mycroft is a serious man in all aspects of life, so he’d be quite serious during sex. Especially since he considers this relationship his last, he’s rather intense and prefers to focus on giving them his all in bed. Occasionally though, when they’re letting him know just how incredible he’s making them feel, he’d let a small smirk make its way onto his face and tease them lightly.

He doesn’t mind if his lover has a sense of humor though—it’s rather sweet to him, and shows him just how comfortable they are with him.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I kind of see him as someone who doesn’t particularly care but also prefers to keep himself well-trimmed. If he’s busy with work (as he most often is), then he probably won’t bother wasting time on that. Though as soon as he gets the chance to, he trims because he likes things to be orderly.

The carpet mostly matches the drapes—mostly, because the curls get progressively darker further down, and they already are a shade or two darker than his (slowly greying, as much as he hates to admit it) hair.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...) 

While he wouldn’t go around making declarations of love every five minutes, I think he’s more of an acts of service guy. He takes his time to engrave it into their body that he’s so devoted to them, by bringing them unimaginable pleasure, and so dutifully too. It almost feels like he’s worshipping them at times without ever explicitly stating it. The smouldering heat in his eyes and the snap of his hips against theirs is more than enough proof.

He does, however, have a really soft spot for kissing. The look he gives them when their swollen red lips part from each other should be illegal—it’s like the entire world pales next to them and he could see no one but them.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Mycroft’s a very busy man, and he tends to lose track of how much time has actually gone by during his missions. By the time he gets to finally have time to himself and fill his head with thoughts of his darling (thoughts that have his pants constricting almost painfully as he remembers every position he’d last taken them in), two weeks might’ve passed.

His sex drive isn’t the highest, since he expends so much energy on the job, he’s sometimes too drained for jacking himself off. It’s more likely that he masturbates whenever he’s stressed. And why would he resort to his fist like some teenage boy, when he could be embracing his lover in his arms? If both of them are willing and wanting, he’d love to spend the night in bed with them instead.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

As mentioned before, he has a bit of a roleplay kink with his job. And perhaps (regardless of their gender), he’s got a bit of an undiscovered breeding kink that is the real reason behind him favoring cumming inside them.

He’s also a rather large man, and practically the entire population is much smaller than he is. If his lover counts among them, then he’d be pounding them into the mattress the moment he realizes just how small they are underneath his massive body. Watching the way his hands splay all over their stomach and the way his cock bulges their tummy just the tiniest bit has him hypnotized.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

The bedroom and his office. The bedroom provides a certain sanctity and intimacy that nothing else provides, and his office feeds into his fantasies.

That’s not to say he hasn’t tried doing it in… well, every corner of the house. The kitchen, the bathroom, the sitting room—you name it, he’s probably tried it in an uncharacteristic frenzy. However, he’d prefer not to repeat the experience in the sitting room; the furniture was far from comfortable, and he figured neither of them liked the idea of having important guests over where debauchery had just happened.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Nothing too special gets him going. He usually has sex with his lover just because he’s missed them, he’s feeling rather afffectionate, or because he feels like the moment is right. That doesn’t mean that certain things don’t ignite a certain brand of passion underneath his skin; no sir.

Whenever they’re the ones to approach him with a demanding gaze, clearly aiming to take the lead, he grows hard within mere seconds, it’s almost ridiculous. Something about that is ridiculously attractive to him.

He also has a weird thing that could also count as a kink… he likes seeing signs of aging on them. Smile lines on their face, crows’ feet with every smile, a few greying hairs here and there, calloused hands from work; if he ever catches sight of any of these signs, his sex drives goes through the roof. There’s just something so intimate about growing alongside the person you love, and he finds it charming that they’re showing signs of being so well-loved over the years.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Someone handing him the reins and asking him to fully dominate them would not mesh well with him. This especially if it includes outside of the bedroom; he dislikes the idea of having so much power over someone. Considering the fact that he has so many responsibilities and is so used to sitting atop most of the food chains, he’s not fond of that also happening in his personal life. He’d very much rather have them both as equals. He’s not opposed to preferences during sex; just doesn’t like being a dom outside of it.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Definitely giving. Receiving is nice and all, but he enjoys the intimacy and trust involved in having someone as powerful as himself on his knees for someone, slowly kissing up their thighs before making his way to where they anticipate him the most. He adores the the little whimpers they make, the blissful expression on their face, the whisper of his name on their lips as their hands tug at his hair, and the trembling of their thighs in his hold. It’s entrancing.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends, but he mostly prefers a mix of the two. Roughness is mostly reserved for when lust is clouding his thoughts and all coherency leaves him, and he can’t help the bruising pace he sets then, as long as they have no protests concerning that. However, intimacy is crucial to him, and he feels that being rough only does a slopping job of proving how enamored he is by them. He could slowly roll his hips against theirs, prolonging both their pleasure as much as possible. His favorite is definitely a fast but sensual pace, where they could both chase their highs while also falling deeper and deeper in love with each other. Gentle hands roam and caress as slapping skin and wet sounds resound through the room.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Only when fully motivated, and he feels a desperation creeping up on him does Mycroft resort to quickies. He doesn’t get that much time off in the first place, so he prefers to envelope himself in them entirely, worshipping every inch of their body with his—and he can’t do that properly if all he does is a quick fuck-and-go. It doesn’t sit right with him to do that with someone who holds his heart in their hands and whose love he cradles in his; especially not when they get so little time to indulge in each other.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Highly unlikely for Mycroft to take any risks. Aside from the occasional fantasy he has, he wouldn’t risk having anyone walk in on them. The sanctity of love-making isn’t something he wants other people to trespass on, for many reasons. He’s also a very respectable man, and dislikes the idea of having sex in a place that counts as inappropriate to him.

As for experimenting, as long as it isn’t a hard no for him, he’s up for trying everything his lover wants. If it’s something they consider a need in their sex lives, Mycroft is more than happy to integrate it into the bedroom. He’s very much a giver, and that’s one of the ways he can express his care and how well he knows his lover. He might even develop new interests now!

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

Honestly it varies from time to time. Mycroft’s in his mid 30s, and loathe as he to admit it, he hasn’t got the stamina to last him all throughout his job AND all night in the bedroom as well.

If he’s stressed out and his partner invites him to take it out in the form of a quick fuck of frustration, he wouldn’t last very long, but he’d make it through 3 rounds at a minimum, his energy levels through the roof. If he’s exhausted from work, he wouldn’t have it in him to have sex more than one slow, almost-lazy round, though he’s keen on making sure they’re quite well sated, and never forgets his methodical aftercare.

If he’s been away on a mission for quite a long while and has missed his lover so much that he seems desperate to hold them, he’d have enough stamina to last a few rounds, seeing them and getting to touch them leaving his mind in a frenzy. However, if it’s none of the 3 aforementioned scenarios, then his lover is in for a very fastidious love-making session. He usually lasts for 2 or 3 rounds at the most, prolonging their pleasure as best as he could so that they’d both last longer than they normally would. He’s certainly up for pleasing them with his mouth, and he’d have no complaints if they decided to reciprocate the favor—though he always does prefer worshipping them without asking for it in return; it feels more genuine that way.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

While he doesn’t own any, seeing as he’d much rather spend the night in his beloved’s arms than with anything artificial as compensation, he’s not opposed to them owning any. As a matter of fact, he probably encourages it, with the way he’s often away on the job. He’d hate it if they felt they had to curb their needs simply because he was gone. He finds it flattering that they miss him as much as he does them.

During sex, however, he’d prefer it if nothing was involved aside from their own bodies. It’s not as much being a prude or too prideful, as it is just him valuing the act of bringing one to the throes of pleasure with nothing more than their ability to read each other’s bodies and respond in kind.

In all cases, toys were far from being advanced or variable in the 19th century, so the options were few anyways.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not very much. Mycroft likes to prolong sex more often than not, yes, but he’d rather do that by setting a steady pace, instead of being a tease. He doesn’t really believe in delayed gratification, and he isn’t that playful so as to be a menace about it either. However, he’s not above the occasional smirk and taunting remark, though it rarely happens. They’ll have to catch him in a particularly lovestruck and relaxed mood for that to hapen.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Mycroft’s not very loud, and it’s probably due to how much he’s trained himself to remain quiet under dire circumstances. Old habits die hard, after all, so he’ll mostly keep his volume down. Any sounds he makes will be in his lover’s ear, head bent over in pleasure and eyebrows furrowed.

He’s not much of a moaner, but he tends to groan out loud the moment he completely sheathes himself inside their warmth, pulsating around him. He grunts a little with every thrust of his, and if they clench around him he lets out a shuddering breath.

He prefers to be on the receiving end of dirty talk, and it usually encourages him to make an exceptionally lewd comment of his own. If he’s feeling particularly sappy (for example, after an extremely dangerous mission, or after spending weeks apart), he might find those three little words falling from his lips in a gasp as he cums and spills into them. It’s oddly endearing.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Being an older brother meant that he had to spend his entire life sharing everything, and so he grew up to be secretly rather annoyed by the concept of having to share his clothes. Despite that, the first time his lover nicked something from his closet and he came back to find them seated on the bed with his huge shirt draped over their frame, he could only swallow thickly, the familiar tingle of lust spreading from his gut up to his heart. It took him mere seconds to cross the threshold of the room and completely immerse himself in them, fucking them within an inch of passing out—and he genuinely had no idea where that intense want came from. Needless to say, stealing more of his clothes became a rather pleasant incentive for mindblowing sex.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Seven and a half inches when hard, and so girthy that it’s a little difficult for them to wrap their hand around him during foreplay. He has a bit of an upward curve, and the head tends to flush an angry red when he’s very heavily aroused. Definitely has heavy balls as well, and they hang a bit. It’s actually rather intimidating to see him naked for the first time.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

As I’ve said before, it depends, but his sex drive is generally not that high. Unless he’s really turned on by something about them he particularly fancies, or he’s been away from his beloved for far too long, he doesn’t think of sex that often. With such a busy lifestyle and being acutely aware of the fact that he’s growing older, he doesn’t get the time for it that often either.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He’s neither an insomniac, nor does he slump over immediately into a deep sleep. Mycroft sticks to his aftercare routine religiously, and only after checking in with his darling and ensuring that everything’s to their liking does he allow himself to rest. Post-coital bliss hits him then, and he falls against the pillow with a tender smile on his face as he listens to them chatter a bit.

If they fall asleep pretty quickly though, he’ll tug them into his chest for a good night’s sleep. He sleeps best when they’re both well-sated, and he enjoys the feeling of their arms around him and their ears pressed to his slowing heartbeat. They usually end up waking up in the morning in the same position they’d slept in the night before.

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[captainsy-cookiemonster]

Dat Ass!

SUMMARY: You came, saw and conquered... dat ass!

PAIRING: Henry Cavill x reader (2nd person POV), Kal

WARNINGS: RPF, fluff, butts, butt touching, butt slapping, butt biting, silly fluff, implied smut, implied punishment, implied dom/sub relationship but just slightly so if you want to see it it’s there otherwise it’s not, guess that’s all. Oh and my first time really writing RPF so there’s that...

A/N: neither beta’d or proofread. Typos, were going down swingin’! Thank you @thelastsock for the prompt, I’ve had a lot of fun writing this!💖💖💖 Yeah... my first time really writing RPF.

WORD COUNT: ca 950

TITLE: Dat Ass!

Writers live off validation. If you liked it, commented and reblog 💕 thank you 💖

“Honey, I’m home!” you call out once you shut the door behind you. Toeing off your shoes, you don’t get the desired answer. You get an answer though, or… kind of an answer. Instead of a human voice, you hear two pairs of paws click-clacking their way towards you. Fast. 

“Aww, hello my big bear!” you coo, smushing the large Akita’s face in your hands, “Where did you leave daddy, hm?” But instead of answering you, Kal sniffs all your pockets on the search for treats.

“As if we don’t feed you enough,” you mutter smiling as you step further into your home on the look of your other bear.

You frown when you don’t find him in the kitchen, nor the living room. When you left, he was hunched over a script on the couch. Where could he be? All his shoes were at the door, he didn’t go out. And Kal’s still here, so where the hell was he?

“Honey? Where are you?” you call again, “Hen-”

You have to stifle a giggle when you peek into your bedroom through the door he seemingly left ajar. The only way to describe the position your fiancé is in right now is ‘fifteen year old girl telling her diary about her crush’. With the script on the pillow in front of him and a marker in hand, he’s lying on his belly, knees bent, feet hooked together and swaying back and forth. As if that wasn’t enough to make you want to surprise him - just to see if he’d also scream like a teenage girl if you startled him - apparently he had taken a quick shower while you were gone. His damp curls were a mess on his head, begging you to be tugged and messed up even further. And his glorious Buns of Steel were jutting out, highlighted even by white boxer briefs.

Mister chose to wear underwear for once, so so.

To your luck he’s so immersed in his script that he doesn’t hear your quiet snort. Neither does Henry seem to hear you pushing the door open further. Holding your breath, you wait for any kind of reaction from him before you begin your sneak attack. 

When his feet are farthest back, you pounce, jumping onto the bed and straddling the back of his thighs.

“Hi, baby.” He sounds unimpressed.

“Hey,” you giggle, leaning forward and pecking his shoulder, “was I that obvious?”

“You weren’t. The way Kal jumped up was though,” he chuckles, “now can you get off my back, please? I’m kinda in the middle of something here.”

“Nuh-uh.” You even lie down on top of him, nuzzling his back. “You’re so warm.”

You’re lifted up with the deep breath he takes, before he says, “fine.” 

You grin in victory. But if he thought you’d just lie there and let him work, he was dead wrong. Well, for now he was right but in just a few minutes…

“What body wash did you use? You smell good,” you mumble, nuzzling his back further downward.

“Ran out of my old one, so I tried the new one you got me. Now shh.”

‘Now shh’ my ass! you think to yourself, scooting further down his back. Only when your lips skim the inward curve of his spine, he perks up.

“And what’s that gonna be once it’s finished?” he asks, throwing you a sharp look over his shoulder, “I’m trying to work here, babe.”

“You’ve been hunched over that damn thing all day!” you protest, “Pay attention to me!” 

To emphasise your words, you tap his butt, and watch as it bounces. With a snort, you repeat your action, making Britain’s Ass jiggle beneath your palms.

“Baby!” he warns you, but ends up laughing.

“Now I know why you like doing this!” you giggle, “this is so much fun!”

“I’m gonna do so much more than just light tapping if you don’t stop now. Baby, I’m serious.”

If he was, he would have used your name, not your nickname.

“But I like your butt! Okay, okay, kisses to make up?”

He tries so hard to sound annoyed when he grunts and slams the script shut. He’s about to turn, too, then you scoot even further down his thighs and tug at the hem of his boxers.

“I’m not even gonna ask what you’re up to now,” Henry sighs. But being an actor, this was all pretend. If he didn’t want this, he’d tell you. Or he’d simply get up. Truth is, he loves how much you love his butt.

“That’s probably for the better,” you laugh, then concentrate on the task ahead: playing these glorious bongos. But looking at the way the relaxed muscles bounce, you have another bright idea. It’s almost an untamable urge.

Leaning down, you do what he does to your butt nearly all of the time. Skimming your teeth on the skin of his peach, you bite down lightly. Then a little harder. Not enough to hurt or even leave more than just a few indents that would be gone within minutes, but hard enough to make him jump.

“What the?!” Henry exclaims and you take this as your sign… to dart out of the bedroom.

Too slow. He catches you by the ankle and drags you back on the mattress. Damn, he’s fast! You shriek and giggle when he yanks you and flips you over, so you’re on your back underneath him. He pins your wrists next to each side of your head. He stares down at you, eyes boring into your soul until you stop writhing. It takes a few seconds for him to enter the character, but when he does, his voice is controlled and cold.

“Now, what am I to do with you?”

[rassvetsky]

I ran here when I saw you write for Jonathan 🏃‍♂️ pls I'm just having a horrible time recently and the main thing getting me through Is Jonathan Byers so here I am requesting any shred of hurt/comfort and fluff you could give me about Jonathan loving someone who has depression 💕

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Perfect & Everything in Between

jonathan byers x gn!reader

even when nobody did, even before you did, jonathan noticed. of course he would.

[1.4k] | descriptions of depression, negative thoughts, feeling numb, hurt/comfort, heartwarming fluff, established relationship, jonathan being an absolute sweetheart, reader and jonathan being domestic

reblog and/or like for a kiss, feedback much appreciated! not proofread.

It was a slow change. So slow that neither you nor people around you noticed it at first. And you didn't exactly expect them to; everyone saw their surroundings in a different light and surely, just because that light started going dimmer with time wouldn't mean that it did the same for everyone. You didn't blame them.

You didn't blame Jonathan for not recognizing the signs at first. You barely did, too. Within years, you've established a bargain with the dulling of your feelings.

Emotions. Sometimes they were barely there, sometimes they were too much. Sometimes you walked along the same road and didn't have a care in the world for the quiet stray cat passing you by, and sometimes that sight you've grown accustomed to seemed so mindblowing to you. So beautiful.

Recently however, you could feel that the bargain wasn't exactly followed. Things around you got a bit duller, more grayscale in a way. It went against the way you buried those feelings below your ribcage, in a way they couldn't escape. You didn't feel that strongly towards things anymore and, much to your surprise, even when nobody did, even before you did, Jonathan noticed.

Of course he would.

An observant at heart, Jonathan recognized the signs rather immediately after they started taking a turn for the worse. You'd still laugh, still smile, yet they weren't as long-lasting as they used to be. He felt the rush of the turmoil in your head, taking over your beautiful features as you'd drop the smile you had a second ago, and take on a neutral expression. Not a frown, not all the time at least, but he knew. He knew how it felt like to not feel at times, or to feel too much.

And he felt too much, towards you.

Concern, but not pity. Worry, but out of the affection he had for you. Love, in its purest, rawest form. And his only relief was that when he met your eyes, he could still see your eyes gleam with the same kind of infatuation. He felt so lucky to be able to hold you through tough times, and to have you do the same. And although he felt a bit helpless knowing there was only so much he could do, he could still feel your appreciation, in the way your hands lingered over his skin with so much care and love.

"I love you." he whispered, your fingers intertwined in his own, his jacket over your shoulders because he always worried you'd get cold and not tell him. He could remember the conversations he had with his mother when he was little, Joyce would tell him that he should always approach people with care, because often times, people don't talk about things that inconvenience them. Knowing your pure heart, he figured you'd be worried about his own body temperature aswell.

Gentle splashing sounds of the lake resonated through the trees around you, as he tugged you a bit closer, tucking you in his embrace. You didn't say anything at first but he knew. "But you're shutting me out at times. And I don't blame you, I just.." he trailed off, a sigh falling from his lips as he leaned them against your hair, leaving a kiss there before speaking again. "I just want you to know that I'm always going to be here for you, love. Through thick and thin."

"Through thick and thin." you repeated, looking up at him finally, a faint smile painting the most beautiful picture on your face that Jonathan had ever seen. "You know that I'll be here, too."

"I know." he smiled at that, free hand coming up to cup your cheek lovingly. Pad of his thumb against your lower lip. "Your pain is mine, so are your worries. Everything that makes you complete, whether it's good or bad, I appreciate it all. I appreciate you for all that you are." he whispered, as if anyone would hear you two. You couldn't help the way a familiar moisture filled your eyes, reaching in to lean your forehead against his, eyes closed. One tear escaped, leaving a damp path in its wake.

He held you close through it. Quiet. Understanding. You almost felt as if he could hear your thoughts like this. Wondered if he feels a pang in his chest the same way you do whenever you see him hurting. Wondered if you're being too much. Or too less. Too detached. Too much of something he doesn't need, or too little of something he needs. Too-

"I can hear thoughts whirring in your head," he chuckled quietly, slowly pulling apart to press his soft lips against yours. "What are you thinking about, hm?"

"You," you blurt out, rather immediately. And when you don't continue, he smiles, tilting his head to the side a little, almost as if he wants to see right through your eyes, to your mind.

"And what about me are you thinking about?" his voice is so soft. So gentle. You shrug a bit, shaking your head because you know it gets embarrassing when you voice it all out loud.

You sigh before speaking. "Whether I'm enough or not. Or if I'm too much." your decision leans towards honesty. Jonathan deserves that much, at least. You trust him.

He shook his head, in complete disbelief. "You're all I could ever dream of having," he breathed out, gentle gaze burning through yours. "You're perfect and everything in between. Never believe anything else."

"Doesn't it ever get too much?" you asked nonetheless, tone meek, embarrassed. He shook his head to both sides immediately, whispering against your lips this time. "Did it ever get too much for you when I was down?" it was your turn to shake your head then. He smiled, knowingly. "That's my answer. It'll never be too much as long as I have you, and you have me."

"Never let me go, okay?" you sniffled, biting back a grin because god, you felt cheesy saying that. Jonathan chuckled as a response at first, before pulling you into another kiss, longer than the one before, lips brushing against yours as gently as they could.

"Never."

The night fell earlier than you thought it would. The clock was ticking fast. With a cup of herbal tea that Jonathan brewed earlier just in case you couldn't relax before bed clutched tight between your palms, you stared out from the window, faint street light illuminating against the autumn leaves that started to fall. You felt a pair of hands on the sides of your shoulders then, and warm lips against your neck as you relaxed against his hold.

"Come to bed?" he spoke, all quiet, almost as to not break you apart from your slight trance. You nodded, taking the last sip of your tea before leaving the cup by the window with a mental note of taking it from there tomorrow, turning around in his hold to wrap your arms around his figure as tightly as you could. He did the same.

"I'll read to you," he mumbled against your hair with a smile on his lips. "Until you fall asleep. If that helps. I've just started out this book, it's- kind of hard to follow, the storyline, I mean. You could help me out with that." you huffed out a silent chuckle, nodding against his cotton-clad chest. Peeling your arms from his body, you cupped his face, admiring how his features seemed like the prettiest thing you had ever laid your eyes on, under the dim light.

"Bold of you to assume I'll understand." you teased, earning a playful scoff from him before he started to slowly -yet a bit clumsily- lead you both towards the bedroom. "Sure, but at least you'll see it from a different light. Everything gets easier to understand when you see the lights and what exactly they illuminate."

[kazuhasmaid]

Hii<3 i wanna send a request for my bestie who's a massive xingqui simp but she only reads fluff/romantic fics not smut and theres not alot for xingqui fics out there😔

I always joke that shes like a cat so i was thinking something like xingqui x catgirl!reader like the reader has cat ears and tail like diona and maybe alittle tsundere too (aka xingqui teases her lmao)<3

Anything can go for plot as long as its sfw, maybe reader and xingqui go round liyue pranking people (chongyun) together or maybe they spend the evening together on xingquis roof and read together💕💕😳

xingqui with a catgirl s/o ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

xingqui x catgirl!reader

genre: fluff/crack

word count: 1,100+

warnings/side notes: slight story spoilers from moon chase festival and xingqui's hidden identity. and as always, everything i write is never proofread >:)

a/n: I AGREE LMFAO THERES SM NSFW HERE but if you've struck a fluff here it makes it feel like you've hit the jackpot. ALSO?? thank you so much for requesting and waiting for this request, and tbh idk much about xingqui so i hope i got this right! says the person who has friendship 10 with him AND IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG PLEASE.

anyways.

i honestly think this dynamic works well if its taken lightly. and i mean your secretly loving insults

i mean in the eyes of the public, its seen as that you two are both quiet, and timid.

spoiler alert, they were totally wrong.

behind closed doors, he often is loud and mischievious around you.

him teasing you such as flicking your ear gently to catch your attention or blowing against them softly. sensitivity does its works as you try to back xingqui off with whatever he's up to.

que the blush-QUE THE BLUSH!!!1!1!1!

"can you stop?!"

"stop what?" cue the smirk. he LOVES loves loves loves loves seeing you like this. 💀

"YOU KNOW.. WHAT I MEAN."

"elaborate."

"XINGQUI-"

but other than that he really does admire you. he just has a knack with messing with you <3 special treatment ig.

being the literature noble who masters the fading arts, he also takes his time to indulge you in them.

and far from the eyes of people, he teaches you martial arts- he guides your arms and often mold himself around your body to correct your posture.

mans is also blushing by the time he realized how close of a proximity you two were at but shhh.

he loves loves loves petting your head. LOVES IT. and your tail too! he finds it amusing when you two face situations. can you blame him? you're just so cute to him.

he realizes he likes you when you two spar at the use of the martial arts, using the knowledge he's taught you with.

and like master like student, you were able to back xingqui into sending his weapon flying away from him. even the archons were shook. PLEASE the way your eyes widen at the scene and look back and forth from xingqui to the sword- multiple times like: "...WAS...THAT REALLY ME??? HELLOOOO WHAT??" MIRACLE. A MIRACLE. you'll never let him live this one. you: 1 xingui: 0

mans never had anyone had his weapon flying away and he could never explain what it was that clicked to him that he felt feelings for you but he just did .

ironic to say that the author had found a loss of words. YOUR POWER??? OMF

xingqui gets more nervous around you, teases you more, and is still ever the same as ever though the pink hue in his cheeks were the slight difference.

the young noble quickly gathers his friends into a meeting asking for advice. he never hinted at you but who else would have it been if it weren't you?

and on the other hand though you act "mean" to him, you really cannot help but to spit insults at the young noble though you completely mean the entire opposite of what you said.

sigh.

you also went to that friend group a couple days later, and to their suspicions, they were correct.

you asked them what xingqui might like and ...hm. they asked you what you like too? strange.

the day comes where xingqui finally musters up his courage, he's learned martial arts behind his family's back but the thought of asking you out on a date gets his heart threatening him? he finally understood the fluttery words from the infamous romance novels he's read.

mans is confident how to approach you but his heartbeat literally has him on a chokehold when your eyes meets his.

he then greets you a good morning and proceeds to confess his feelings. and you reciprocated them.

"xingqui.."

"I'm honest. i really do have feelings for you, though many people think you're so closed off due to your nature but that's just who you are and i know to myself you dont mean a percentage of what you insult to me. you just feel the spur of backhanding me while i get you all riled up huh?" CUE THE SHI EATING GRIN.

but all jokes aside and you playfully pushing xingqui while a hue of pink on your face was rested,

xingqui turned to you and asked "may i have the honor of being your significant other?"

"you're an idiot."

"your idiot though <3"

"xingqui ew-

...come on now. he took that as a "yes" and you meant it as a yes- archon knows how your words can be deciphered by him.

as your first day as a couple, you two went on a date together, buying literatures and casually picking up an underrated book that xingqui eyed so stunningly.

stopping by Wang min restaurant, you spot chongyun and xiangling, discussing about spirits and xiangling's experience with horrors as that someone eating her fried radish balls as a mystery. only the real ones know.

chongyun seemed to be very invested and xiangling was deep into the narrator's perspective.

"BOO!" xingqui and you set your hands on chongyun's shoulders and ankles.

the poor teen, screamed.

and to this? you ran away to the fear of seeing a rare, angry chongyun.

you and xingqui ran hand in hand, leaving chongyun and xiangling shocked and an audible gasp leaving their mouths at the same time as realization struck them.

you and xingqui ran till you both stopped near his house, seeing that no one was home to be bothered, he invites you in-

to...

take you to his roof???? SIR IS THIS SAFE- lmaooo you can see wangsheng funeral parlor from there, its okay!

once all rested, you offer your hand to xingqui as you had the advantage of balance, thanks to your cat-like traits.

xingqui and you sat together seeing the sunset for the night, you hand him the book you purchased, wishing to hear his voice read the words of the book.

not knowing that you literally bought his book, he reads it to you, blush setting on his cheeks at the thought of you finding his writing well enough to spend your mora on it. mans was over the moon about this.

at the end of the chapter, he turns to you and leans your head towards his shoulder, leaning his own on top of yours as he held you by your side.

"so, what do you think of the story?"

"i think it was very well written, its rare nowadays to find gold like these, and i for one. do not read casually as you do, so its left an impression on me for sure."

"oh-

"and i guess i like... the way the author writes.. hm."

"what's the matter?"

"n..nothing, i was just gonna say the writing and the way you read it to me did make me feel like the book's voice was yours? im not sure how to explain it."

"well... that's cause it WAS written by me."

"i take it back-

"-TOO LATE."

xingqui held you by your side, cuddling uo to you as your ears bagan to tickle his jaw, everything was perfect. the orange that dusted the horizon, the breeze that accompanied it, along by the one you loved.

oh.

one more thing, you gave him a kiss on the cheek when you both parted ways and you couldve sworn his brain and heart just malfunctioned. it was truly a sight to see an you couldn't wait to experience more moments like these with him.

©kazuhasmaid please do not copy, paste or repost. plagiarizing or republishing in a different language will not be tolerated.

[sardonic-the-writer]

simpbur with a beard...

simpbur with a beard...

he's a scruffy motherfucker, he doesn't shower as much as he should and god knows the last time he got a haircut but it makes him look like this rough indiana jones style history major

(i know most people normally focus on him being a music or english major, but this is my fantasy and i say history)

but he's so attractive, he is so conventionally attractive and he doesn't know it, and i like to think he's a little (a lotta) out of touch with reality so he definitely doesn't realize half the girls on campus are drooling for him because he's british and he's sexy as hell and he's so tall and wears sweaters with collared shirts and beanies and always has a redbull or a take away coffee cup in his hand (or the days where he just rolled out of bed to make it to a 9am class he regrets taking and he's in some band hoodie and grey sweats still looking fine as hell) (all the girls wish they were in his hoodie.)

but why would he ever even think of those other girls when he has you in his mind? he wouldn't, simple but! he's also so oblivious and filled with this self loathing and disgust that he never even thinks to wonder if you're one of the girls, one of the girls who stare at him every time he goes back and forth with a professor, one of the girls who dreams about running into him at a party and fucking him right then and there (none of them even think that he's such a virgin, sidenote he'd be adorable) but you are one of those girls! one of the girls that thinks about what it would be like making your daily coffee, but with him in your kitchen, hands around your waist, one of the girls who wishes he would walk them to class and give them a peck before he heads off to his lecture, one of the girls who adore him

but he's a stalkerish little simp who needs therapy, so he finds out, probably eavesdropping in on conversations you have with your friends, where you confess that there's this scruffy history major who just want to love- now he either takes this information one of two ways, first, he thinks he delusional and he just keeps being a little creep, BOO :( or! his ego is on cloud nine so he goes to ask you out and he's a blushing stuttering mess, my preferred option here

and then of course he'd take you to see some indie band followed up by coffee and yeah you'd become that girl, the girl every other girl on campus wishes she was, but you don't even have to worry about getting jealous because god, will has no idea that everyone is swooning over him because he's just so damn fine

and yeah you show up to classes in his sweaters and hoodies and yeah he walks you to each class and yeah he proofreads all your essays and yeah he sings to you when you're stressed and yeah you make him get some therapy because boy does he need it and yeah you go to couples therapy once a week after month six of your relationship because you care so much about each other that you want a super stable early foundation of your relationship so it lasts and yeah you get married and live happily ever after because you deserve it.

you also get a fluffy cat named buttercup who sheds on every piece of clothing you own and loves will more than anyone else.

(oh lord that just poured out of me like a flood, apologies if it's entirely incoherent) -💕

I-

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😖🥺🥴

Please this just makes me want to cuddle up with him and and and and let him hum me to sleep.

I am weak now thanks to you. I'm genuinely happy now

[wines-n-kisses]

Yoooooooo, can you please do a Nanami Kento, Aizawa Shōta, Ukai Keishin and Erwin Smith Before Dating, Confessions and Dating HCs!🥺

Please and thank you 💕

Yoooo! Omg for sure! Everyone here are *cough* daddy material *cough*

DADDIEST

HEAD-SHOT

[Head cannon + one shot]

I've ever written~

Note: LOTS OF FLUFF (way too much)

Also, haven't proofread yet so please bear with it <3

1. NANAMI KENTO

-> Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Introduction:

You found Nanami to be a very boring person when you first met him. You found it hard to believe that they put you and him on a mission together to go and find a cursed object.

Nanami found whatever you did to be very annoying and so did you.

You both practically couldn't stand eachother since yall both had different ideas and views to certain issues or problems.

Even though you both were completely opposites, you both still managed to pull off the missions!

There would be one point during the mission that you both would agree on thus making the mission a success.

Slowly, you and Nanami were able to tolerate eachother and be on the same page.

From there it was smooth sailing. You and Nanami started thinking alike and started working on more missions.

This made you both slowly grow closer to the point where you and Nanami would pick on Gojou or spend the afternoon talking about your favorite things to do or talk about some hot Jujutsu gossip. (Nanami would say he's not interested but we somehow has tea on everyone.)

After your successful missions yall would go the ice cream parlor where you would get ice cream for yourself and walk back home with Nanami.

You slowly grew over Nanami to the point where yall couldn't do missions without eachother.

Yall complemented eachother and became complete.

Confession:

As much as Nanami told he "hated" everything you did, he knew a part of him was slowly falling for you.

The things you once did that he found annoying are now the things he finds cute.

It became obvious that Nanami has feelings for you but you were too flustered about your own feelings towards him.

You too hadn't realized that you liked Nanami until Gojo mentioned it.

You never realized how you subconsciously called him "cutie" or "Mr. Hot mess". He wasn't a mess but he was hot and you didn't mind calling him that.

You didn't know if Nanami liked you back so you kept it to yourself fearing you might get rejected and the friendship you had with him would be ruined.

You and Nanami were assigned to go on a mission and it went well, you got your celebratory icecream and started walking back home:

Nanami felt the light breeze brush past him as he turned to see the sun setting painting the sky in hues of blues, purples, reds and oranges. He looked at you walking infront of him happily eating the icecream and talking about how well the mission went. A sudden urge came over Nanami to tell you how he really felt. Stopping infront of your house before you could go in he stops you. "Y/n..." the blonde called out to you as you turned and gave him a small smile. "Hmm?" You asked as you kept the empty icecream bowl on the porch. "There's something I wanted to tell you..." he says loosening his tie a bit to let himself breathe. "Nanami, are you okay?" You're voice filled with concern since he normally doesn't act like this. "I've been meaning to tell you this for a while now... I have feelings you, Y/n." his even more gentle and tender yet desperate to get his feeling across to you. Moving a step closer to you "You are so beautiful, powerful and caring. I just want to live my life with you and I can't see one without you being in it." He says, gently cupping your face face with both his hands and caressing it slowly. "I love you is what I'm trying to say." He said and kissed you on your forehead. You couldn't help but tear up after hearing all those sweet things he said. You felt so lucky that this man like you back. You hugged him and said "I feel the same way too." As you buried your face in his chest.

And that is how you both started dating!

Dating:

Dating Nanami was everything you hoped for.

The relationship you both had was built on respect, responsibility and love.

Everyone around you knew that you and Nanami are dating.

He made it way too obvious by walking into work holding your hand.

Nanami would take you out on surprise date to fancy restaurants or restaurants where he would've made reservations.

After work or dates you both would crash at yours or his house.

Cuddle time with Nanami just melts you!

He wraps his arms around you such a way that you're buried in his chest, your legs between his and both of you under a warm blanket!

It's no surprise that Nanami is a good kisser. Every chance he gets his lips are on yours.

After a while of dating Nanami moved in with you and from three yall did everything thing together! Right from cooking meals together to sleeping together to even showering.

To summarize your relationship: you're the couple everyone respects!

2. AIZAWA SHŌTA

-> Anime: Boku No Hero Academia

Introduction:

You and Aizawa met when your building was under attack.

Amidst the chaos you and him locked eyes.

As if it was fate that brought you two together, you both bumped into eachother often. You both became really good friends after a while.

Aizawa and you would hang out at your place most of the time where it was quiet and peaceful unlike back at the dorms.

Aizawa would talk about how things were at work and he would listen to how the day went for you too.

You and Aizawa were there for eachother in an emotional way. Yall told your problems to eachother and it felt like whenever yall were together it was a safe place.

After he does most of his work has a hero he would always make time to spent time with you. You both would often just chill around the house.

There would be times where Aizawa would get badly injured and show up at your house. It used to terrify you at that point bit you would still take care of him until he completely healed.

You both were bestfriends and thats what mattered.

Confession:

Aizawa never had a reason to stay alive. He always thought if he dies he would die with no regrets and he would die not leaving anyone since no one attached themselves to him.

Ofcourse, all of it changed when he saw you. You were now the reason he wanted to live. No because you had no one but because he would miss your smile or the small giggles you let out.

He would miss you because he loved you.

Soon, everything he saw reminded him of you. The books would remind him of how you read to him sometimes, the students would remind him of how you spoke about being kids. Even silence reminded him of how you would take care of him when he was injured on quiet nights.

You were never the type who believed in love but you were open to the fact someone would change it for you and when you saw Aizawa and got to know him you knew, you knew what love felt like.

One day, you and Aizawa were at your place. It was the weekend so Aizawa cam home early:

The warm afternoon sun peaked through the curtains while Aizawa made himself comfortable laying on you on the couch. "You know, I heard that a few of the students in your class are extremely talented..." You said to aizawa while playing with his hair. "Hmm, I have pretty decent students." He said with his eyes closed. "That's great isn't it? You'll have plenty of more than talented heroes." You laughed slightly after you replied and looked at him. Aizawa felt hot, blood rushing to his cheeks. He did not give you time to think. The last thing you felt was his warm hands gently grabbing the back of your neck before pulling you into a deep yet soft and gentle kiss. You felt shivers go through your entire body. After he kissed you he looked at you. "Y/n, I love you. I have been for a while now and I really wanted to tell you this before I don't get a chance to tell you. I'm completely fine if you don't feel the sa--" Aizawa's eyes widened when your lips touched his for the seconds time. "I love you too. Just stop talking." You said to him as you gave out your signature smile.

And that's where everything changed for you Teo love birds!

Dating:

Nothing much changed after you both started dating.

But the thing that did change was that friendship was replaced with love.

You two spent more time together and you both loved every second of it.

Aizawa made it clear to everyone that you were his and only his.

Now, every morning you both would wake up holding eachother.

It did scare you way more now when Aizawa would go fighting villains

On occasions when Aizawa would have days off. He would wake up earlier than you and treat you to breakfast in bed.

Your dates would be super normal ones like having lunch at cafés or dinner at diners.

Aizawa knew that you would be waiting for him back at home so he would always show up.

You and him adopted Eri and Shinso too (to check that out, click here)

To summarize your relationship: you both loved eachother way too much that nothing else mattered except seeing a smile on your faces.

3. UKAI KEISHIN

-> Anime: Haikyuu

Introduction:

Keishin and you met when you both were kids.

He fell off the bike and you helped him up and asked him "Do you wanna be friends?"

Ever since then, you both would always hang out together at either one of your homes.

You went to Karasuno together and you both joined volleyball teams.

Your parents died in a car crash when you were in your first year and when Keishin was in his second year.

You started living with Keishin and his family until you graduated.

You also went to the same college as Keishin.

You bothe were inseparable. You both date different people and break up with them at the same time, get piercings and tattoos together.

The only thing you didn't like about Keishin was the fact he used to smoke nonstop.

You and Keishin were best that no one could possibly separate.

When you went through a pretty rough break up, Keishin helped you get back up but you weren't the same. You stopped dating and interacting with other people except Keishin.

Confession:

When you went through that break up Keishin wasn't himself either. He hated the fact that you went through that!

He knew he would never treat you like that, ever.

Soon he became overprotective of you and you didn't mind. He came to terms that he was falling for and didn't care if you didn't like him back.

All that mattered to him was you getting back to normal.

This is the way it went:

You both were sitting in Keishin's bedroom. It was silent, comfortable silence. You were lying on the bed with your legs resting on the wall as you were staring at the ceiling and keishin sitting on the ground, leaning on the bed going through a random magazine. "Oi, Keishin..." you called out to him. "Hmm?" He hummed and continued reading. You rolled onto your stomach and rested your chin on his shoulder and looked into the magazine. "It's been a while since you had a girlfriend... The last time you had a girlfriend was before I broke up." You said catching his attention but not enough to get a response. Your eyes widened in excitement "Don't tell me, you fell for someone didn't you?" You asked as you grabbed the magazine from his hand and sat up straight. "Spill!" You said to which he replied with a stern "No." Your face changed to a sad one "tell me who she is!! Please please please!!" You said in a whiny tone. "No." He said again. "Is she pretty? Is she your type? When did you meet her? How did you meet her? Keishin, give me someth-" you were cut off again with a "No.". This was the last straw for you "Why the fuck not?" You said raising your voice. "Because I don't want anything to change between us!" Ukai said overpowering your voice. "Why would things cha- oh..." Awkward silence filled the air once you realized. "From when?" You finally decided to break the silence. "From when we were in high school but I realized it even more after you had your break up. When you broke up and said you didn't want anyone's love I didn't tell you because I didn'twant to lose you, that's the last thing I ever want" He confessed as he got onto the bed and cupped your face with his warm hands and brought his forehead closer to yours. "Please don't let this change our friendship" he said to you in a low voice "So.... you don't want us to date?" "I want u- wait date?" He asked, eyes all lit up. "Yes, dummy! I have feelings for you too but I didn't know how you felt. You always take care of me when I'm said and I never got t-" your short speech was cut off with a warm hug. "I love you." Is all Keishin whispered into your ears as you both stayed there for a while.

A cute confession story to tell your kids!

Dating:

Ha! Dating eachother was smooth sailing. You guys knew eachother in and out.

You knew eachothers favorite color, things yall liked, disliked, tolerated, favorite band, sports, movies, books, subjects JUST EVERYTHING!

Keishin's family was happier than he was that you were his girlfriend. You were practically already family after you both started dating!

You would do his hairstyles for him and you would spend time with him at the store.

To summarize your relationship: friends to lovers trope!

4. ERWIN SMITH

-> Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin

Introduction:

From a young age, you were interested in joining the survey corps since you dad was the former Commander.

You grew up and enrolled yourself in the survey corps and you were put under Commander Erwin Smith's squad since you had a high score compared to anyone there.

You were more than talented, you remember using the ODM gear when you ware just 10 years old.

Erwin had his eye on you the entire time since you joined. He was interested in you after seeing what you were capable of.

You soon started to notice those bright blue eyes follow you and watch what you were doing. You being you decided to walk up to Erwin and ask what his problem was.

From there you both became "friends". Erwin asked you to call him by his name when you guys were alone.

You both would have a little drink in the evening while helping erwin sort out his paper work.

You both gelled together really well.

Confession:

Erwin slowly started liking you the more you hung out with him.

The time he realized that he fell for you was when you went on a mission with Levi's squad. His heart sand and he prayed that you would come back in one piece with them.

So, when you left again... you know what? I'm just going to let you see it:

The only things you could hear in Erwin's office was the clock ticking, the fan spinning and his heavy breathing. Levi's squad was 46 hours late, you were part of his squad. Erwin was coming up with the worst scenarios possible when he was brought back to earth when he heard the bells from the walls toll. He rushed outside to see alot of injured soldiers on horse and on a cart he saw Hange making eye contact. His heart dropped. His thoughts were spiraling. He rushed to the cart to see you passed out. "What happened, Hange?" Erwin asked trying to sound normal. "She got injured when she saved the other cadets, Erwin." Hange said calmy. "It's not serious, she passed out due to impact. Be patient." She continued. 2 days later, Erwin was in his study anticipating for Y/n to walk through that door with a smile. He wasn't allowed to go to the infirmary and he was swamped with work. He delt terrible that he wasn't there for her. He heard a knock on the door "State your name and business." Erwin said cause he was mistook normal cadets for Y/n. "Captain L/n and uhmm... I was called?" You opened the door slightly and was met with a warm hug from Erwin "I missed you!" He said hugging you tighter. "Don't do this to me ever again!" He said stroking your hair. "Erwin..." you called his name and stroked his back to calm him down. "I love you." He said as he pulled away and looked into your eyes "I love you too." You told him and pulled him and kissed him.

And that's how the commander and Captain of the survey corps fell in love.

Dating:

You and Erwin started dating in secret. Eventually, Hange found out and let the entire wall know that you and him are dating.

Alot of people found it unfair but you both could care less.

You both started spending more time together.

From "Erwin" the name branched out to "honey", "sweetie" and "love". (Only when you two were alone tho)

You and Erwin sometime slept off while working and the next day you both would wake up wrapped in eachothers arms.

To summarize your relationship: you both were hope for eachother in a world filled with titans.

That's all!!

I hope you liked it!!

[fandom-eclectics]

First, wanted to say 2 big THANK YOU, for this awesome and super-original event, for all these great songs I literally fell in love with (like, SO MANY GOOD DISCOVERIES THERE), aaaaand for the solid 35 minutes I took to decide which prompts and words I'd choose, because they're all so. So. So COOL

Okay soo, I'm a litteral simp for Todoroki. I just love him so much. And I just hesitated so, so, SO MUCH cause it's his last Os slot and I just didn't want to mess it kebdxbdkck so, hum, Im gonna tell you my choice, but really, just know I deeply hesitated with Yellow, okay?

Soooooo

May I requeeeest

Todoroki + 7 + speakers + ice + perfume ? Pretty please ?

Thank you in advance, I can't wait to read you since I just adored your previous posts (*^*)

Luluv en ya!

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Characters: Todoroki x reader

Status: Not Proofread

Reader: Hates crowded spaces // nothing else mentioned

Type: Oneshot // Angst? // Fluff

Warnings: crowded spaces, mild anxiety attacks

A/n: I’m…..back? After not posting for like….forever because school sucks I’m back, and I missed it all. So hello, and my deepest apologies for this taking SO LONG! Also….I just want to point out that I do myself have anxiety, BUT, everyone’s experience is different. If this offends you I’m any way PLEASE LET ME KNOW and I can take it down.

It could have been a lovely Friday night. Filled with you and Shoto eating takeout and watching a good movie. Cuddling on the couch and staring at each other lovingly instead of actually watching the movie.

Nope, that was hardly the case tonight. Momo had thrown a huge party for class A, B, C, and other friends and family. She really wanted you and Shoto to be there. Since Momo was a good friend of your’s, you agreed, even though you despised parties.

You stood in a darker corner of the room, looking at your phone. Shoto had gone to get you two some water so you were all alone. The room was dark as it is, only having small lights here and there and then a whole lot of neon brightness coming from where the speakers were.

The music was so loud, you felt like your ears had reached maximum capacity. The bass, you could feel it vibrating in your soul. The people, oh my the people. There were so many of them. Screaming, cheering, singing, dancing. So much going on at once.

Luckily, you kept calm, scrolling through your phone, trying to focus on your screen and not, everything else that was going on.

“Y/N, hey, why are you over in the corner?” You heard Mina call as she walked up to you.

“Didn’t wanna, you know, people.” You got out, trying to yell over the loud noises.

“Come on, you gotta dance!” Mina encouraged grabbing your hand

“Mina, I can’t. I suck at dancing.” You said, pulling back

“Oh come on, just once!” Mina insisted, tugging on your wrist.

“One dance.” You agreed, letting her pull you onto e dance floor.

You and Mina got out there and the first thing that came into your mind was how many people there were. Mina had your hands and here’s and you two were doing sort of a sidestep spin kind of thing. It was Mina, you didn’t know. Probably some new TikTok dance or something.

However, you kept feeling yourself dump into multiple people and it felt like they were all closing in on you. You started to sweat, when did it get this hot? Keeping up a smile though as your let Mina happily guide you to the rhythm of the song that was blaring through the speakers.

Your breathing started to quicken. It was as if you couldn’t get enough clean air in. You felt every bit of air you breathed. it was all too deluded with perfume.

The song ended and you quickly asked Mina if she could show your way back to we’re she had found you. It had gotten darker in the room and your head was starting to feel a little dizzy from the lack of air you were I taking.

Mina had a look of disappointment, but agreed. Guiding you back to your exact spot, you thanked her quickly, then sat down on the ground, pulling your knees to your chest.

You looked around, seeing if you a could possibly make out Shoto’s silhouette coming towards you. Nothing, you saw nothing but people and bright neon light coming from the front of the room. You smelled nothing but strong and flowery perfume. You heard nothing but blaring music.

Your mind was overwhelmed. It couldn’t take every sense besides taste and touch being overwhelmed. You felt your throat tighten to the point your breathes where extremely shallow.

You tried to breath, you tried so so so hard to breathe, but every attempt, got you less air. At one point you felt like you were drowning. You couldn’t breathe, you were going to die. Glancing around frantically, trying to find someone, anyone to plead at. There was no one, only a bunch of people dancing to the music.

People, people that might be looking, watching. Watching as you broke down, watching as you suffered. What are they thinking? Why aren’t they doing anything? Are they laughing? You couldn’t hear anything at this point, your ears were drowning everything out besides your shallow breaths.

You felt a hand touch your wrist and you quickly looked in front of you to see your boyfriend with a concerned look on his face. He took your hands in his quickly, giving them a warm embrace.

“Y/n. It’s me, Shoto, your safe, I’m going to take you outside okay? Somewhere quiet.” You faintly heard him say.

You focused on his touch, trying to slow your breathing. He got up and brought you up with him. Shoto looked around for a door, and thankfully found one not too far away from where you two were.

He took your hands and slowly lead you through the crowd of people. You did you best to focus on things that weren’t the feeling of being closed in or the pact of normal breathing happening. Reaching the door, he pushed it open

You would’ve felt the cold air hit your face if you were paying attention, but you weren’t. If your mind was focused and calm you would have seen that the sky was even darker tonight because of the clouds covering the glittering stars. You would have seen that the trees were bare and missing leaves because of the bitter winter. Though most importantly, you would’ve seen that your caring boyfriend was doing his best to get you two toward his vehicle as soon as possible.

Your mind was being pulled back slightly when he helped you into the car. You felt the heat hit your face and looked around realizing there was no one else in sight besides your Shoto. He helped with slowing down your breathing, which aided your mind with going back to a semi-normal state. You let yourself focus on looking at snow starting to fall. You felt Shoto’s cold but soft hands holding your’s. You smelled the cinnamon air freshener you had gotten him for his car as an early small holiday gift. It was all so comforting it was calming you down.

“Your hands are as cold as ice.” You finally said, when you had calmed down enough to talk.

“I forgot my gloves at home.” He simply stated

“You should put them next to the heater.” You said, taking his hand and putting it near the vent blowing warm air.

“Thank you y/n.” He said

“Thank you? For what? Warming your hands, I’m pretty sure you could’ve done that on your own.” You joked

“No, I mean, yes, I could have warmed my hands just fine. I mean, thank you for staying with me during the holidays. It’s always kind of a hard time because….we’ll, you know.” Shoto confessed, implying the struggles with his family making this season very hard for him.

“Hey, anytime, it’s my job to here for you because I love you. And, I want to apologize for back there, I just-“ you were cut off

“Y/n, there is no need to apologize for what happened. It is okay and valid and all the other normal things in between. It simply became too much for you, which is understandable. Everybody has their breaking points, and sometimes, we surpass them and things like this happen.” He told you, in a calm and normal voice.

“I know, but I hated to pull you away from the party.” You said

“Again, it is completely okay. I would choose being here to help you over staying in a loud and crowded room of people any day of my life.”

“Are you serious?” You asked out of somewhat disbelief

“Yes, I am, I really am.” He assured you.

That night, Shoto made sure to get you home and in bed safe and sound. He insisted on staying with you until you fell asleep, and unknowing to you, he left you a small note of on your nightstand that had a lyric he had heard on the radio the other day that reminded him of you. The note read:

“I want you to know that the snow isn’t all that cold if you’ve got someone to hold. Thankfully my someone is you.” - Much love, Sho

He wanted you to awake and have something there to put one of those bright smiles on your face. He deeply wished he could’ve been there to see it.

Hope you have a good day/night!

You are loved!!

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Hey, Mod here 💕

Just wanted to say some things:

1- Parasite!tale got a remake so I changed the post a bit with a link to the new chapter :)

2- I'm slowly updating every post I made, with some other links directing to AUs that are alike the one I was talking about :0 (that wasn't clear at all sry)

No one asked for it and it was just more stupid work but I thought it would be fun and easier for you guys to find more stuff that interest you :D

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[skzflix]

passstt can you do your best to explain the ‘universe’ in depth or at least so it’s understandable bc my ass is clueless 🙃

so, this is my dumb brain linking stuff so please please take this all as what it is — my stupid brain's stupid thinking. this is also the first time i've linked it all out in order. so bear with me. this is loooong. in this universe, we have like three parts: mixtape: on track — b me — mixtape: oh. and it deals with tangled romance and the consequences it has on friendships.

MIXTAPE: ON TRACK

so in mixtape: on track, the universe sets off with the boys in high school, final year, i think. minho and hyunjin are the leads in our whole universe. jeongin is like hyunjin's best friend in this au. they are film and art majors (?) and have this project i presume to make a short film (?). chan deals with the sound, jisung with the lights, changbin with the props, hyunjin with the videography, felix is directing and seungmin is the writer. minho is the main lead in this film and jeongin is a side character in this film.

insert female lead. female lead is close friends with both hyunjin and minho. it's pretty evident that minho and hyunjin likes her and hyunjin constantly does feel bad over minho and her getting closer, because well, he likes her. this feeling turns into a distaste soon enough (as seen in how hyunjin feels pathetic after the girl takes both the drinks from them + how minho shoots the goal while playing soccer and like hyunjin and minho have this weird cold gaze exchange. in both these situations, jeongin is around to help hyunjin. i'll get to this soon.) so like our boy minho and her clearly have sparks and hyunjin dislikes it. high school jealousy, if anything.

that's when hyunjin decides to take action and while shooting, when minho has to grab the female lead's hand, he butts in and holds her hand. all because he likes her and he's done being the second lead in this story. the mv ends here.

now, about jeongin, he did mention in one of his vlive that he was like a guardian angel and i do think he's like a friend that really really cares for hyunjin and doesn't ever want him to get hurt. so the whole mv wraps up in this plot of how hyunjin takes action right when minho and the female lead are slowly getting things going for them.

UNVEIL: B ME

and then we get the unveil track of b me, (how i wish they dropped the mv for this rather!). i'll make a list of stuff that happens in b me first and then tell you how my brain linked it up.

felix with the video camera + tape

jeongin distressed with bruised face

the members reminiscing what they once had before chaos struck.

a script that has even a fool knows (alternative title to on track) written (this was my cue to link them both?)

seungmin, chan and technically the whole cast looking distressed

jisung burning the film competition form (?)

changbin in the court sad and playing alone

biker!minho + biker!hyunjin (THIS ISN'T A POINT BUT THEY ARE SO HOT IN THIS AU SHUT UP RUE!!!)

minho meets with an accident + jisung rushes to his side

angry giving up skz moments

ot8 basketball happy memories

i'm going to sit here and draft this out so again, bear with me, soooo,

i presume the hyunjin grabbing the girl's hand, ofc, did not sit right with minho because technically, minho and her were a thing almost. and that ruined the friendship. this also caused the whole film shooting to turn chaotic, i presume because hyunjin's gaze in the on track mv seemed determined so i think he wasn't ready to back off either. the filming team clearly breaks apart because of this. the tension between minho and hyunjin is still very high. the team is frustrated. jisung burns the film competition form because what's the use of joining when there's no team? changbin is sad and angry and has emotions he is frustrated over (just like the other members!!) because they aren't together as a friend circle distinctly because of the feud between hyunjin and minho. they used to play basketball together (the whole of the ending part!) but not anymore.

now, we see how minho meets with an accident. i'm a bit confused with this part (this is why we need the mv for b me, jyp!!!!) but i'll state out everything i think.

a) jisung is to minho as to what jeongin is to hyunjin.

b) the accident could be solely accidental? maybe minho ran off in a fit after an argument with jeongin and hence why jeongin has the bruises and maybe in that heat, minho could have had the accident.

c) i presume jisung rushes to help him because human guardian angel of sorts of a friendship.

anyhow, i think the small clip of video tape that felix pulls out in the beginning is what they watch together. i do not think this has any correlation to the intense story besides adding the fact that they were reaaaaaaally close because they all look super happy in that shot, omg!!

MIXTAPE: OH

and now here we are, mixtape: oh. (watching and pausing the mv to go as detailed as i can with my storytelling.) this, since it was a mv, we get a story as solid as the first one (thank you, jyp. i hate you generally but thank you for this.)

so we have all the members in the drama club room. the same room we saw in the first mv i think. everyone's gathered back there, picking up their stuff because they have graduated, except for changbin and hyunjin who haven't come. jeongin searches and hopes expectantly for hyunjin to come. the blue certificate kinda thingy (I have no idea what it is. i don't read korean either and my google translate couldn't pick that up :((() is something of hyunjin's and i think minho did want hyunjin to come to this sort of reunion because he gets angry and picks up the blue thingy. he's either mad at that, or he is still mad at what happened in the past. i'm not sure. either ways, jisung is worried too as to what minho is going to do and over what he is feeling. oh, also, minho is in a cast, which means it does go exactly in the order i mentioned !!!

we then see hyunjin (shit, i cried again!) and he's painting an eye (is this a relation with some other skz song i will never know) and i think he took up art after dropping from film club so like he could distance himself from the rest of them, because well, he was 1/2 of the reason why this all happened.

we have the members reminiscing again, thinking about the good times and bad ones too. jeongin is in a tunnel (the boy is always in a tunnel. is this again a link to other mvs i do not know) and changbin goes to the drama club room all alone after everyone leaves and like i think he removed the sign of the drama club room and in my head, it's a symbolism for how everything has finally ended. all the memories they have had had finally ended with their graduation, of sorts, in that moment for him. jeongin, who is in the tunnel calls for hyunjin, like a last thread of hope he clings on to, expecting for him to finally meet them and come back to them. hyunjin doesn't pick up the call.

minho is still packing things up and as he looks through stuff he sees a calender with their anniversary date marked and he remembers of the team together once again. everyone really badly misses the old days. we see jeongin who goes to buy that drink again that he stole from hyunjin in the on track mv and he remembers felix in that moment.

felix who is in the library is with a cake. so i presume it is his birthday because he lights the candle on the cake up eventually. i think he did want to celebrate it with the team as a whole but because of the fall he can't. he opens a book and see the quote, "dreams come true to those who really want them," (we see this on the jisung bus stand shot too btw!!) and he goes on to make a wish on his cake and ie think he wished for them all to be together once again, living the happy memories again. hence the beautiful shots in the end I AM IN LOVE.

so i had this sorta ex lmao who told me this beautiful metaphor once when we broke up about how i left him on the bus of our memories and it was only i who got down and that our timings didn't match. and i think my brain instantly correlated those two, oops. so like the bus is a train of thoughts, a passageway for them to remember the happy memories. changbin remembers the happy memories he had as he looks through hsi phone with the basketball in his hand. jisung also enters the bus and remembers the moments they shared. oh, also changbin leaves when jisung enters. the timings don't match.

TIMESKIP. because this is based off kdramas for sure and what are kdramas without timeskips lmao.

minho's arm is healed. (he's also wearing such a pretty fit i want to steal!) minho goes and tried to meet hyunjin at his art studio because he wants to give it a try, this whole friendship again, i think, but hyunjin isn't there. so he leaves him a note and the certificate (??) blue thingy (?? what is it someone help me!) hyunjin comes back to see them both. this is what happens in the mv, in correlation with the other mvs.

they could clearly make another part of them actually getting together. but personally, i think they do and like felix's wish comes true because the directing is such that they end it with felix opening his eyes. (i also don't want to think of a sad alternative where felix opens his eyes only to remember reality is still the same and the feud still exists. i refuse. in my head, the next part has them coming together just like that in the snow!)

but yes, if you've reached till here, thank you for reading my incoherent mess of thoughts. ily and i hope you have a good day! 💕