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[ysrjune]

hey there !! I was wondering if i could request a teen!dad scott barringer x teen!mom, like when they find out and probably comfort eachother cuz SCARY and then just the pregnancy overall like them cuddling and being cute, finding out the baby’s gender, shopping for baby, just overall the fluff and then picking names bc i feel like that could be such a funny conversation please no pressure i just think your scott barringer stuff is already good and so cute i love your fluff

[ I love this request. it's soo cute ☺️ ALSO TY FOR THE COMPLIMENTS BB I APPRECIATE IT SM 🩵🩵 I love writing for scott!! hes a bit of a bitch about it in the beginning cause I think thats how he would react to it at first #eventhoughitwashisfault #dumbbitch😣 ]

ENJOY ! ♡

"You're joking with me, right? Like, you're not really having.." he pauses, really taking it in. "A baby." Scott stares down at the cheap test and back to you. "This isn't funny. Don't mess around with me," He says your name with rising anger.

"No. I'm not lying. Why would I lie about something like this?" You cross your arms, starting to become annoyed. "Because you like to pull pranks on me, that's why." Scott responds fast. His eyebrows raise in annoyance as he begins to speak again. "This isn't funny, but it better be a damn joke." He sets the test to the side. "This isn't real. I know it's not."

You shake your head, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. "It's real, Scott! It's real. I don't know what else to tell you!" His heart drops to the pit of his stomach. No way. This is just a nightmare that he'll wake up from soon. He stares you deep in the eyes and then stands up from the bed and paces around. "Oh my fucking God." His voice cracks. "Why?! Why me?! I mean.. are you even sure it's mine?!" He points to himself with his hands. Is he joking? seriously? IS IT EVEN HIS??

"Of course it yours. Why would you say that?!" You yell. "Are you trying to call me a whore or something?!" Tears finally spilled on your hot cheeks. "And why you? Why you?! YOU because you can't fucking use a condom and your pull out game is weak!"

Scott side eyed you. He was embarrassed. It IS his fault, but he wasn't going to admit it. What he would do is shut up. A few moments of silence pass, and he hugs you. "Are you gonna have an abortion.." He asks softly. You look up at him and shake your head. "No," you sniffle. "I've thought long and hard about it. I wanna keep it." You say. Scott sighs. "Alright. How long have you known about this?" His arms tightened around you. "Two days."

His hand goes to your back and starts rubbing it. "Do your parents know?"

"No. They can never know."

"Dont be stupid. They have to know. I don't think they'll believe you're just getting fat." He says, relieved that you couldn't see how hard he was trying not to crack a smile and hold in his laugh. You roll your eyes. "I guess." You sigh. "I'll tell them when they get home. You shouldn't be there, though.. my dad has a gun under his bed." You allow yourself to let out a giggle.

Scott smirks and looks down at you. "I can run out-run your old man." He wipes your tears with his thumb. "Stop crying, okay? Im sorry I was being.." He tries to find a word, but you beat him to it. "Mean?"

"Sure, if that's what you wanna say. But you gotta understand why I was.. am.. freaked out. Babe, we're 16. I turn 17 in like a month, but still." He rubs your shoulders. "Teen dad.." he bites his lip. "What's everyone gonna think of me? Think of you? There's like one other girl thats pregnant and she's a druggie."

"They wont know. I'll just wear hoodies all the time." You sniffle. "I've only told Jasmin and Nelly." You didn't have many friends. People you talked to in class? Yes, but not many friends. "I'm not gonna tell the guys. They're all nosy and'll tell everyone." Scott says.

That night at dinner, you brought it up to your parents and Oh they were pissed. Your fathers face went pale and he just stared at you. It was so spooking. He says your full name and then bangs his fist on the table. "DANG NABBIT GIRL, YOU JUST TURNED SIXTEEN AND YOU THINK YOU CAN GO AND HAVE A BABY WITH THAT DUMBASS?! WHYYYY III OUGHTAAA!!" He said a lot of other stuff but you tuned him out, trying not to laugh and cry at the same time.

Your mom calms him down and takes him to the room. After, she came back and sat next to you. "Sweetheart, In no way am I happy about this.. but im glad you said something instead of trying to keep it a secret." She holds your hand. "We'll support you through this, baby girl." She kisses it. "Just let your daddy calm down, okay? He won't let you go through this alone." She says.

4 months, and your belly was already showing a little bit. Scott always loved to kiss it, rub it with his palm, and gently lay his cheek or the side of his face against it. He liked how warm it was all the time.

Scott lays the side of his face on your belly as you two are laid on the couch. He was on top of your legs, a blanket pulled over you as your fingers were running through his hair. The TV was on, playing your favorite show that you've watched so many times already. Scott was watching it with you, but he had fallen asleep. When you notice, you smile and quickly snap a photo and then set it as your lockscreen. How cute!

"you look really good for being pregnant." He says hours later when he's awake and back in your room. "So, other pregnant women dont look good?" you questioned. "Uh, I didn't exactly say that, but.. yeah." He huffs and kisses your belly. "I dunno why, but I like you pregnant." He had a weird thing for the line on your abdomen. He was always staring at it and tracing it with his thumb. #Weirdo

How Scott would react to having a boy:

He would be so thrilled. Happy out of his mind. He could teach his little man how to play sports just like him. He would dress him up in jerseys and beanies. His son would have the nicest shoes even as a toddler. Cool jewlery, nice haircuts, good hygiene—he'd be the best boy dad. Well, let's be honest. Scott wouldn't be an out of this world dad, but he would be a good one. Never missing his sons practices, not yelling at him 24/7.

When his son is old enough, he'd tell him how to catch a ladys eyes. He wouldn't go too far since his son would be 13. But he'd at least say the obvious: Always smell nice, act nice, never pressure a girl into anything, and NEVER get one pregnant. He told his son how exhausting, expensive, and hard it is to be a teen parent.

Teen years are the worst but also the best. Your son has his attention, and that is just so damn annoying. He's also stubborn. You're always fighting with your son, and Scotts is always fighting with him, too. The boys fight more, though. About dishes, laundry, respect for you and him, curfew, grades—the whole shebang. He doesn't abuse his son. He would never. But if your son were to EVER disrespect you (like trying to hit you or call you something like 'bitch' or 'stupid') He'd smack the shit out of the boy. Sometimes, when he's being a smart-ass, he'll backhand him on the back of the neck.

Scott and 16 year old Junior were playing basketball at the park on a Friday afternoon. Junior was doing really well until a few cute girls from his school were passing by. Junior, being a perv just like his dad used to be, was staring at their asses. He was guarding really bad and hardly made any baskets. Scott looked over to what was distracting his son so much, and he literally rolled his eyes and sighed. He understood what it was like to be a teenager with hormones, but really? When they're playing basketball? "Hey," Scott nudges Junior. "Focus here, boy." He hands the ball to him. "You can look at them when you start playing like you actually know how."

How Scott would react to having a girl:

He wouldn't be as excited as he'd be if you were having a boy. Would he be happy?... um. Next question. But either way, he still loves your little girl. Dressing her in cute outfits, letting you teach him how to do her hair, playing dress up and with dolls (in secret), tea parties, and watching princess movies. He loves spoiling his baby girl.

When your girl was 13, Scott didn't give her the privilege to date boys. "Not until you're older than.." he looks over to you. "Her!" Scott cracks a smile but is still serious. You raise an eyebrow at Scott, but let him finish his whole: you're too young to be thinking of boys, you just finished using training bras. Making your daughter cringe.

Scott wouldn't really mind having a tom-boy, but he would prefer his baby to stay girly. He doesn't care about her wearing makeup. She just can't do too much, or else she'll "look like a skank." Crop tops? Whatever, to be honest. He would rather his girl actually dress like one instead of wanting to wear pjs all the time. Here and there, it's fine, but all the damn time? Ew.

He's always buying her things and taking her out for daddy-daughter dates. He holds her hand no matter how old she is. That's still his little girl! And no one could say otherwise.

"Stay still, im almost done." He's trying to do her hair. "Can mommy do it instead!! You're hurting me, Daddy!" The little girl whines, trying to soothe her scalp with her finger. "Fine.." He gives up and sighs, picking her up and taking her to the room where you were doing your makeup. Todays plans were to go watch a movie, shop, and then eat. "Babe, can you do it? I keep hurting her. I feel bad." Scott says and puts her down. "Please, momma! Daddy doesn't know how." She pouts her lips at you. You add lip gloss and then look at your daughter and then Scott. "Of course I can, cutie." You smile.

Scott was offended by how easy you did the girls hair. "Are you kidding me? That took you like 10 seconds!" He complains. "Scott.. it was just a ponytail."

He stands there until your daughter runs back to him and tugs on his pants to pick her up. "Well exCUSE me." He rolls his eyes and picks the toddler off of the ground and returns to the living room.

Shopping for baby clothes gives him a rush, making him nervous. He's really taking in whats happening.

"These are so cute!" You squeal at the small mittens on display. "Gloves? Why do babies need gloves?" He raises his eyebrow. "So that they dont scratch themselves and stuff. It helps them stay warm, too." You smile at him. "Atleast make sure we dont buy any ugly ones, then. Hot pink is a no." He hugs you from behind, caressing your belly.

"Oh my God. I remember watching this." He takes a winnie the pooh onesie in his hand. "We're taking it. Its cute." He adds it to the cart.

This guys likes spending his money on you and baby. He feels responsible and like a good dad already. Speaking of good dad.. hes afraid he'll be a bad one. But hes not. Thats #cool

Hes so embarrassed when he sees people from his school in the stores you're at. Some people just sode eye him cause they dont really know who you are. You didn't go to the same school as him. So of course they're gonna stare when they see a guy from school with some random ass pregnant girl.

Not many knew he even had a girlfriend, but thanks to the group of girls that saw you that day at the store, everyones knows your business. Or they assumed, actually. Scott kept to himself anyway, so its not like he was talking to everyone about his and your situation. When people stare at him in school, he ignores it. And by the time your belly was starting to really show, you switched to online classes.

Almost a year after your kid was born, he switched to a school that offered an early graduation if you have enough credits.

"How about Priscilla?" He suggests a girl name. Priscilla was cute, but it wasnt the one. "No, something else." "Gina." "No." "Rolanda?" "What the hell? No!" "Sherley." "No, Scott." "Wait, I got it.. Everly spelled as E-V-E-R-L-E-I-G-H." "This conversation is over, Scott."

"SCOTT!" he blurts out, trying to figure out a name for your son. "No." "Henry." "Ew." "Spencer." "Like the store?" "Michael." "Eh." "Nathaniel? Vern? Van? Patrick? Arthur? William? Spongebob?! I cant think!" He complains. "I think you should just leave the names to me, sweetie.." you stared at him awkwardly.

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you ended up with Priscilla

it's Benny.

@bxbyysstuff @anakinstwinklebunny @lovethestarrs @valloos @anisangeldust @xo-yaaaaaas-xo @anakinca @dollfilmz @alexlovesysrjune @sockiess @sythethecarrot @speaknow-sw

[bittcrsuite]

“you of all people should be able to acknowledge that i can be chill and still recognize a fire hazard.” she spoke over the music, hopeful that the joke would land. jack gripped her half-empty high noon as she nudged her head towards the patio door that led to the pool. “c’mon, then. let’s go get high. in-n-out will be even better that way.” she took aspen’s hand in her own. what would once be a friendly gesture between them felt different now, like it could be a part of the ‘show’ they were putting on. jack welcomed the cool night air as it hit her face – a warm welcome after the cramped house they’d been in. she looked back at it, taking in how massive it was. half of hollywood must’ve been in there. the outside area was quieter, with a few people scattered around the poolside. jack dropped down next to the water, immediately sliding her shoes off and dipping her feet in. she dug around her purse until she produced a joint and a lighter. she held both up to aspen, beaming up at him like she’d given him a million dollars. “you know what would make us look like a couple? if you blow smoke in my mouth. cliche stoner couples love doing shit like that.”

❛ just chill. ❜ he's always enjoyed jack's company. she's been one of the only people outside of his bandmates who's he's really had a genuine bond with. after he broke up with his ex, he was kinda stuck in limbo for a while ---- stale, and unsure what to do with himself. it was practically a no-brainer when jack suggested they fake date each other. he's never been one to engage in petty antics, finds all of that to be child's play, but the break up left him broken and he needed to find some way to string himself together again. ❛ we don't have to stay in here, jack. we can head outside and smoke by the pool or something. ❜ he's starting to feel a bit cramped himself. though he's grown accustomed to spaces like this, he's never really found himself fitting in. always seems to play the role of designated driver or the babysitter, not that he'd complain, he has no real interest in the party scene. he'd rather let his bandmates get up to those antics. the room is full of a flurry of faces, some familiar, some unknown. he's trying not to study them too hard, he'd gotten word that his ex might be attending the party, the last thing he wants to see is her grinding up on some other guy at a stupid celebrity get together. yeah, maybe he's still trying to heal. ❛ i'll get you all the in-n-out in the world. just.. get through this night. for me, please? ❜

[concretejunglefm]

do u have anything for omens boys w a nonbinary reader [bjg puppy eyes] even better if reader is only just starting to explore their gender identity and labels. even better pt 2 if reader is more masc presenting (we r very self indulgent today sorry)

thank u and i hope you’ve been well! ♡

hi bb 💕 I consider these little blurbs here and here with folio to be nb!reader purely because that's what I picture and it's perfect in my head, I also couldn't resist being self indulgent for us both, so here's a little gender euphoria with Nicholas calling reader handsome <3 and ty @deathblacksmoke for helping me find nicky in his flannel 💕

CW: mostly something soft, mentions of reader wearing a binder, no physical descriptions aside from mention of haircut to whatever style you feel comfortable with, touches on exploring gender identity leaning towards masc.

Sharing clothes with Nicholas isn’t a new occurrence. More often than not, some of his shirts find their way into your drawer, and not just because you’ve stolen them. He notices the way you look at how certain ones fit him, like you’re studying whether they’d sit on you the same way, not just admiring your partner.

That’s why you don’t question it when one of his favorite flannels ends up in your drawer and you decide to pull it on, but today, you’re trying something different.

You’re still new to exploring this version of yourself, figuring out what labels fit, what language makes your chest flutter instead of twist. You’re learning what makes you feel most comfortable, what makes you feel like you.

Beneath his flannel, you’ve swapped your usual sports bra for your first binder, and when you catch your reflection in the mirror, something settles inside you. You feel more like yourself than ever, especially when your fingers reach up to touch your hair, freshly cut in a style that finally feels right.

You hesitate for a moment as you step into the kitchen, leaning back against the doorway while you watch Nicholas fluttering around, making breakfast. There’s a cup of coffee on the counter, probably lukewarm by now, and you hear him humming a familiar tune, something that sounds like a Deftones song he’s been playing on repeat lately while working in his office. His shirt is off, tattoos fully on display, and your eyes trace the ink down his arms and hands as he works. Then, he looks up and freezes when he sees you.

It startles you, the double hit of him catching you staring and of him finally seeing you this morning. You hadn’t shown him your new haircut yet, keeping it hidden under a beanie until bed last night, and you hadn’t mentioned the new binder, either, but there’s no mistaking the grin that stretches across his face at the sight of you.

“Well, good morning to you, handsome.” He pauses what he’s doing to approach you, his eyes raking over you like he’s drinking you in, pure admiration in them, and it makes you flustered. “You trying to kill me first thing in the morning?” he teases, and you feel the heat crawling up your neck, reaching the tips of your ears.

“No, I just…” you mumble, turning your head away shyly before glancing back at him. “Do you really think I look handsome?” you ask, your voice soft and small as your hand lifts to the back of your neck, rubbing it nervously.

“Absolutely,” he says without hesitation, stopping in front of you. His hands come to rest at your hips, giving a gentle, grounding squeeze as his head tilts. “You can ask me to say it again if you like.”

You can’t help the nervous laugh that escapes you, the way his words make you melt and send a whole swarm of butterflies loose in your stomach. You’re thankful he’s holding onto you, because you’re certain your legs would’ve gone to jelly otherwise.

“Can you say it again, Nicky?” you murmur, voice gentle as your eyes flick up to meet his, just as soft and puppy like as your tone. The smile he wears only seems to grow.

Nicholas is more than happy to indulge you, to reaffirm what you’re feeling, though that should never come as a surprise. He’s been the most understanding through your decision to start this journey, always supportive as you explore yourself more.

“You look handsome,” he repeats, leaning in to brush a kiss to your jaw, “And hot. I think you might just be my type.”

There’s a slight sting behind your eyes at his words, not from pain, but from how fully he sees you. How easily he accepts you without hesitation. It makes you feel like you’re starting to find yourself in the middle of the mess that’s been tangled up inside you.

His arms shift to wrap around you, pulling you closer. Yours slip around him in return, and you melt into the way he presses you against his chest, solid and grounding, bringing you warmth and filling your heart.

He nestles down against the side of your neck, pausing with a soft inhale. “…Are you wearing my cologne?”

You laugh and shrug, answering a little shyly, “I wanted to try it.”

He draws back slightly to look down at you, a spark of amusement in his eyes. “We can go shopping and find one you like, if you want?”

As much as you love wearing Nicholas’s scent, something that makes you feel close to him, you can’t help but want to find your own, something distinct, something that makes you feel confident, comfortable, you.

[bedoballoons]

OMG I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW MY REQUEST TY!!!

Ok so I have another one, This time it’s Shinobu kocho like reader x anemo characters (including my bb wanderer and albedo) and so basically shinobu is VERY short like 4’11 short, she uses poison to kill demons, she is always smiling Hashira has a cheery attitude even though she’s burning with rage on the inside, she is a doctor (technically) and her katana only the tip is blade because all she needs to do is stab her opponent to get poison injected into them, and she is also technically a alchemist. I’m sooo sorry if this is too much you don’t have to do all of it!!

fun fact: I only have one eye 👁

IM SO GLAD!! I love Albedo and the anemos so much oh my gosh!! Again this was a blast to write and I hope you enjoy!!

Also that's extremely cool! You totally don't have to answer but I'm just insanely curious...why do you only have one eye? 👀

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

{༻~Shinobu Kocho like reader!~༺}

CW: Mentions of fighting, reader with rage on the inside and slight teasing for being short, overall just super fluffy! Xiaos is a whole oneshot because it was super intense to write!

(Includes: Albedo, Xiao, Kazuha, Heizou, Venti, and Wanderer!)

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𑁍༄Albedo:

Albedo glanced in your direction and instantly became mesmerised by you, your hair clipped up in your butterfly clip to keep the strands out of your face while you worked away concocting the next deadliest poison. To anyone else you'd most likely look like just another alchemist at work, but in his eyes, you were the most beautiful when you were experimenting. Especially when you were so deep into your discovery like you were currently, your attention completely focused on your potions, making you completely unaware of just how much he was unable to take his eyes off you.

Eventually he looked away, his face slightly pink as he went back to his own studies, only now he couldn't concentrate, his eyes drifting to you ever so often.

𑁍༄Xiao:

You knew Xiao could take on almost any beasts the world threw at him, but that didn't mean he had to do it all alone, especially when he was incredibly out numbered and injured from a previous fight. "Xiao! Stay back, let me finish the battle for you!" You shouted jumping in front of him as more hilichurls crowded around you both, swinging weapons of fire and shooting arrows in every direction, one wrong move and it could all be over in seconds.

"I can handle myself, you should be the one staying back!" He swung his spear, the blades slashing through the air as he sent another beast flying, no matter what he'd make sure you left alive...even if he couldn't join you in the end. "Always so stubborn." You muttered, as you went to work, your movements quick and thought out, the top of your blade sinking into hilichurl after hilichurl, poison draining them of their life force before they could even defend themselves.

You and Xiao fought side by side while your opponents numbers steadily decreased, his injury slowing him down as the seconds ticked by and your own body loosing its momentum as exhaustion took its place. Just as the battle began to reach its end, the walls around you began to shake, their once sturdy foundation now crumbling from the heavy burden of filling in for a arena. "Xiao! The place is going to collapse!" You screamed for him, but you couldn't see where he was, your eyes searching for him frantically.

Then suddenly arms wrapped around you, the battleground fading away while he teleported you just outside of the building, using the last of his strength. "Are you, alright?" He asked falling to his knees, making your mind cloud with worry as you kneeled beside him. "I'm fine...are you?"

"I'll be okay. Don't worry."

𑁍༄Kazuha:

You looked at the butterflies surrounding you, their bright purple and blue hues standing out against the rising sun, while the wind flowed softly, carrying them to their next destination. "You remind me of them, the beauty of a butterfly and the gentleness they bring as they flutter by, but unlike them, you have burning rage on the inside and I don't think you truly know how to handle it." Kazuha sat next to you, his eyes never leaving you as he spoke what had been on his mind for some time now...the things that made him worry everytime you two weren't together.

Your cheeks felt warm, partially from his compliments, but also from the slight embarrassment of just how well he knew you and how right he was about your situation, you didn't know how to handle the anger and every day you got closer and closer to loosing any control you had. "I don't..know how to...to help myself." You whispered, you sounded so weak in that moment and you wondered if he'd look down on you for that, but of course he wouldn't.

He put his arm around you as you leaned your head on his shoulder, the cold morning air making you snuggle up to him as the two of you watched the sunrise. He'd do anything to help you, especially because you didn't know how to help yourself...

𑁍༄Heizou:

Heizou held your hand, his fingers intertwined with yours as the two of you walked along the soft shore, sharing a stick of fresh sweet dango and talking about the most recent mystery he'd been investigating, one that just so happened to involve you. "And you're sure you had nothing to do with the toxic flowers going missing? You could tell me you know, just because I'm a detective doesn't mean I'll arrest you right away." He attempted, his sweet smirk and charm almost enough to make you share your little secret, but you simply couldn't.

"Heizou, I have nothing to do with those flowers disappearing and even if I did, you know you don't have enough evidence to actually put me at the scene, the only way you'd have enough grounds to take me in, is if I confessed. And we both know I wouldn't do that..." You smiled sweetly at him, placing a kiss on his cheek as he chuckled in defeat. "One day I'll catch you for your crimes."

"How about you just catch me in general?"

𑁍༄Venti:

You danced around happily, your hair slipping out of its clip as your jacket flowed around you with every movement, your smile bright while you hummed the words to the song that was playing. It wasn't often you got to be like this, free to have fun and dance without a care in the world, and you owed it all to the musician himself, the one you held so dear to your heart after just a few outings with him.

You couldn't really explain it, but he had a sense of wonder that you couldn't get enough of and as the song came to a end you hurried up to him, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug while he laughed happily. "Venti your performance was incredible! I loved it so much!!" You couldn't contain your excitement, placing a sweet kiss on his cheek as they turned a light shade of pink, "Awe thank you, honestly seeing you dancing brought me alot of inspiration, I wanted to match the joy you were giving off and sing the words with as much enthusiasm as your movements held."

Your face instantly went red, you'd inspired him...

𑁍༄Wanderer:

"...you can't reach it can you." Wanderer watched in amusement as you attempted to stand on a chair to get something out of the top cupboard, but to no avail, you just weren't tall enough. "Shhhh, how is it I could kill multiple enemies at once with only the tip of my blade, but my height is enough to stop me from reaching the sugar?" You sighed in defeat, slowly climbing down and putting the chair back in its rightful place at the table.

"You just have to find a poison that makes you taller." He chuckled teasingly as you shot him a playful glare, "Actually...I don't think I need to. Wanderer, oh please, please can you, my hero, get me the sugar....I will forever be indebted to you!" The amount of sarcasm in your voice made him roll his eyes and yet, you calling him your hero...still made him feel good, he kinda liked being someone's hero, even if it was for something silly like this.

"Alright alright, I'll get it shorty." He smirked at you the entire time, even though he had to use a chair as well and when he handed you the sugar, you could tell he was absolutely filled with pride. "Thank you my hero!"

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚Have a nice day*⁠.⁠✧

[nohoney]

Hello!! I'm a massive fan of your us series I had my notifications for AO3 on for emails just to get updates when you post ^^; but I dont think you take requests or anything but im curious to know how would touya and keigo react upon hearing that reader kissed a stranger while incredibly high thinking it was keigo during their break? Would they consider it assault and what would they do if they found the guy?? Sorry It's been on my mind for a while but i hope you have a incredible rest of your year! you really had me kicking my feet with all your stories <3

ty for the sweet words bb (´• ω •`) ♡ i actually just realized that it’s about a year since i concluded the us series with pt 6, time flies by so fast! so flattered that people still think of the series even tho it’s been over for a while!

in my head, the boys don’t ever really find out and the reader doesn’t even remember the trip sitter’s name or face from when she had kissed them during the candy flip. she does remember that she did do that but whoever she did it with, it’s such a blur because all she thought about during that night was touya and keigo.

buuuut let’s say for whatever reason the boys did find out and they got a name and face, they would definitely consider what was done to the reader assault. they both get so angry at the thought that she was taken advantage of. and it wouldn’t matter that she begs them to not do anything, that she wants to forget what happened the night of the flip when she had peaked on the acid and the ecstasy at the same time—they’re gonna go out and do something about it.

they would come back to reader with bruised knuckles and poorly washed blood on their hands. but they’re so soft with her, cooing and reassuring her that it wasn’t her fault what happened that night. “you were fucked up baby, it’s not your fault.” she feels guilt but what’s done is done by them. she’d have to say thank you to them, for doing ‘what was right’ for her. she worries slightly how she’s got two men casually willing to just assault people when they feel like they need to for her sake.

reader would mostly blame herself again, but feel forced to move on regardless.

[inkykeiji]

thank u for your advice clari about my paper and my professor. i actually did end up emailing him the night it was due (so yesterday lol) just telling him it was gonna be late bc of new issues. i didn’t mention an extension or a late penalty bc honestly that was less important to me than his opinion of me as a student and a peer. he was very nice and asked for me to check in and although i did have a mini meltdown 😭😭 i finished the paper and turned it in today and i saw him at a school event and we talked and it was very normal and fun still and he said he wanted to keep in contact as we both move on from my school (im graduating lol) so thank u 😭😭 it’s so funny that u had a similar experience bc i was worried about my concerns sounding silly so thank u for sharing :)) you’re right one paper doesn’t determine my worth and reaching out is so much more rewarding than internalizing stuff and shutting down 🫶🏼 ty ty

aw i am so proud of you bb!!! that’s so awesome, i hope you feel proud of yourself as well, for being brave and pushing through the fear!!! <3 no oh my gosh i would never ever think your concerns are silly!! i completely understand valuing your school, your work, your education and the esteemed opinion of people who matter to you!!! listen, you want to hear silly??? i had a full breakdown over getting a 75 on an assignment in my third year of uni LMAOOO (i wish i was exaggerating) >.<

oh my gosh!!!!!! star anon!!!!!!! please i am tearing up it is such a treat to hear from you again (despite the circumstances!)!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ you will always hold an extra special place in my heart, because you were my first named anon ever. you have been here since the very start—thank you so much for sticking with me, even if it’s just dropping by to occasionally check on me!!! that means the whole world to me, and i am so happy to have you by my side <3 i love u sm!!!!

[genshins1mpact]

As if I couldn't possibly love this dude any more, he goes and gives this sarcastic ass commentary.. lowkey reminds me of Albedo a bit, and maaann am I whipped hahaha. I live for those snarky throwaway lines 🤭💚

[shypupi]

Ugh I need help. I have such a difficult time finding a man. I have a major size kink, like if a guy is not like 6’6 I am just struggling to be attracted to them. It makes me feel bad and so superficial and makes it genuinely impossible to find someone with having a huge list of qualifications for a boyfriend. I’ve been abused in the past and I get the ick from anyone who reminds me of my ex. I hate being so picky, I wish the perfect person for me would just come into my life finally 🥹

Would you still date someone who didn’t match up with your size kink? Would you be with someone who was shit at dirty talk and wasn’t very kinky? So hard to find doms in my area who are tall and gentlemanly and smart and a are romantic like… on the same page as me. I’m such a hopeless romantic and just want my dreams to come true, is that too much to ask 😭

The thing is, I’m like very hot and adorable and would literally make the perfect submissive bb girl so where is my dream dom??

Major apologies if I sound really annoying and like an egomaniac lol. I just feel at such a loss, I feel like I have to settle for someone who won’t fulfill my needs.

So first of all felt this and ily for sharing. You sound like me and I am so sorry, but hey you’re not alone! I’m also sorry to hear about your past relationship and it makes sense to me to avoid people who remind you of your ex. You probably already have, but before getting back in the dating pool please take some time to heal and even consider therapy so your ex has less of an impact on your future (it helped me a ton in the past & ofc there’s tons of other good coping options and you do you!!). “I wish the perfect person would come into my life” SAME!! But I never leave the house rip. As a taller girl (5’7”) who is primarily attracted to taller people (6ft or taller) with a size kink… it’s a struggle. Everyone in my area is short lmao, so honestly it may just be your dating location that needs to change! I think to some extent we’re allowed to be superficial lol. So preferring parters a certain height/body type is acceptable imo. Like my best friend only goes for guys with dad bods and I think that’s totally acceptable & I support her. I doooo however think that personality should be valued wayyy above physical appearance. Like I want a kind, communicative, patient, soft dom/me (I’m including kink in personality idk if that’s okay or not lmao anyways…. to me it’s def necessary for them to at least lean towards being dominant).

To answer your questions, yes I would date someone who wasn’t super tall, no I wouldn’t date someone I wasn’t sexually compatible with. They wouldn’t have to be good at dirty talk or -insert any of my kinks- but I would prefer it lmao but that’s definitely something that can be improved upon!! I’m not scared to tell my partners what I want and what would help me get off (pft) and I would hope they would be honest & communicative w/me too!! <3

You’re not annoying or an egomanic!! You sound confident and I love it! If you aren’t happy with someone then you shouldn’t be with them. And don’t settle for less than what you really want, like if those are all required for you then that is perfectly fine! You will find someone that checks all your boxes one day but for now don’t rush it and try to not worry about it tbh. Focus on you and have fun with life & I feel like you’ll attract what you want. Ty again for the ask and I hope you find what you’re looking for soon!!! ♡♡︎♡︎︎

[sunshinetoshi]

Hello!! Congratulations on your milestone :) I was wondering if I can join your event for eight is fate and eight is a film slate? My pronouns are she/her and I like males. Winter is my favourite season and three facts are : 1) I'm athletic but quite clumsy and fall a lot when I'm not playing. 2) I naturally wake up around 7-8 regardless of when I fell asleep. 3) I drink a lot of soda/energy drinks.

For the film slate, my favourite movie is The Great Gatsby and my candy is Mike and Ikes. Thank you and congrats again!

♡ FATE ♡

brought together by fate it was written in the stars for you and.. TSUKISHIMA KEI

other contenders.. KUROO TETSUROU + KAGEYAMA TOBIO

a note from amaya: ty bb!! 💞💞 i'll be doing your film slate matchup later and will be tagging you i hope that's okay <33 and the internal body clock omg felt ajdjjd even if i plan on sleeping in i wake up at 8:30 (but sometimes i still go back to sleep BAHAH)

'eight is..' milestone event