#fluff only lmaoooooo

[motherismotheringggg]

he’s such a nervous little loser (complimentary), daddy i love him so much 🩵

[seaadc]

hello!!! if you’re up for this, can i request any genshin men with a reader who feels like a horrible person because of things they’ve done in the past? i have a guilt complex lmaoooooo (i say lmao but it’s agony) (PEOPLE IN THE CROWD WITH A GUILT COMPLEX PUT YOUR HANDS UPPPP)

also this is a complete side note but i think this concept would be especially interesting with wrio since he’s always in the fortress or meropide, seeing people who have done wrong everyday in the fairly normal system (by jail standards) they have down there

guilt | wriothesley x reader

OH GOD THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY ASKS FOR A WHILE NOW IM SO SORRY MY NOTIFS ARE ALWAYS FILLED UP AND I DONT SEE ASKS ANYMOREEE T-T

angst w fluff at the end, soft!wrio, he’s comforting youu, gets a bit suggestive at the end, no pronouns used but reader is referred to as ‘my love’ and ‘princess’

it’s nothing to be concerned about really, if you were a criminal and probably rotting in the fortress of meropide for— archons knows how long, you would’ve just let your conscience be the death of you.

but you aren’t! your not sitting around and laying in the fortress of doom meropide, thank the archons.

though you can’t help but think if the seven are laughing at you, quite literally. your state isn’t so stable as it seems..

wriothesley, your partner, had called sigewinne ages ago to check on your health status. although it was all negative, the tests, the results, the examinations, all negative.

there wasn’t anything wrong with you, so why is there an aching pain in your stomach whenever your brain just relapses back to the past, the time where you had done such unforgiving sins, you couldn’t even do a whole statement word for word on what you had done to those poor victims.

one of them, someone special to you. someone special that you had lost because of your own carelessness, someone you had lost because you were being selfish, someone who you wished to cherish for a lifetime— though fate is mocking you unfortunately.

and the pain, the inkling pain deep inside that you cant ignore, it’s annoying. it’s frustrating. it’s … sad.

it’s a pity to see someone like you, a nice person who only wished to improve themselves and hope for a better future. yet it seems celestia didn’t approve.

your longtime partner, wriothesley, had been worried for you. ever since you met, you were always dozing off, not focusing, you looked uncomfortable yet he couldn’t pinpoint what was actually wrong.

it was starting to piss him off, really. the way you doze off when he talks to you, when you two spend time together and your too busy in your own little world to pay attention to him.

wriothesley had decided to sit you down, like what any partner would do when they encounter a misunderstanding or a mishap. communication is key after all.

he couldn’t ever forget the look on your face, the day where you looked at him with such pitiful eyes and regretful ones while he just stared back at you with a stern look.

he feels pity, wriothesley feels pity. someone like him shouldn’t, so what is this he feels?

“tell me what’s been bugging you for months, [name].” wriothesley takes a deep breath, then exhales as you sat there, fidgeting with your fingers. “i didnt get the chance to ask you back then, since it was your privacy after all, hm?” he spoke firmly, his voice laced with curiosity and the tone where he just wants to know the truth.

just tell him, it wouldn’t be so hard. he’s your partner after all, you have every right to tell him so. “[name], i’m doing this to help you. you’re someone extremely precious to me and i can’t help myself just seeing you look so lost.” wriothesley explains, sighing deeply as he waits for your response.

how would he react? he’s the all mighty scary wriothesley after all. he’s known to have less mercy and sympathy on others. why tell? you’ll just embarrass yourself, you thought to yourself.

but you couldn’t. you couldn’t keep a secret, especially towards him. if he was any other people, a stranger, you would’ve kept it till the end of your life. but he’s not just a stranger.

he’s your partner, your loved one, your everything. wriothesley is someone you can trust, someone you care for. is it really worth keeping a secret from him?

you took a deep breath, letting the air get past your nostrils. “i have.. committed alot of unforgettable things in the past, someone like you wouldn’t like. someone like you wouldn’t appreciate.” you confessed, looking down and avoiding your beloved’s longing stare.

wriothesley looks at you, tilting his head in confusion. you? doing things that he couldn’t possibly imagine? “ever since i’ve started to open up a new path to walk on, the guilt in my chest still pains me. it’s almost eating me whole.” you continue.

he smiles at you, not a happy smile, a faint sad smile. he’s quite joyful about how you were guilty, and not like any other person who wouldnt even feel the slightest bit of empathy to what they’ve done wrong in the past.

this is the [name] he fell inlove with. the honest, confident, firm, one. there was no denying that wriothesley was hopelessly inlove with you. and he finds it lovingly amusing.

“if you regret it, then it’s okay. you don’t have to be in debt of a thing you regret on doing. if you truly feel guilt, then it just means your improving and want to be a better person my love.” he smiles, standing up and walking over to your seat, crouching before you as you were forced to look at him.

wriothesley holds your chin, going up to caress your cheeks coated with a red flush. “it may be your fault or not, but there will always be a way to fight back the sins of the past. you can get through it, i know you can.”

“your the strong and confident lady i love after all, hm?” he says with a grin, which makes your already flustered enough face go even more red.

you smile tenderly as he continues to caress your cheek, you leaned into his touch as you hear him chuckle lowly. wriothesley stands up straight, his hand now on your head as he ruffles your soft and silky hair.

wriothesley smirks, a teasing one. which means he’s probably going to say something just to tease you and to lighten up the mood a bit. “besides, i’m the only one who’s allowed to eat you whole, princess.”

made by @seaadc and @seaadc only !!

laughinf bc i made this at exactly 1am LMFAOO (i’m mentally unstable)

[the-s1lly-corner]

Spiderverse Masterlist vol. 1

sorting out some old posts and masterlists! these are all old posts- you can find my rules and fandom statuses in my pinned! i only write for ATSV/related movies in that trilogy woo yeah!! beware these are all spot posts LMAOOOOOO that said im not against writing for others just know that my main exposure to spiderman is through the mentioned movies above so uhuhuh i may not have much to say on a few characters fvpmfpv currently closed on taking sv reqs

MULTI

OTHER

SPOT/JONATHAN

x cheerleader reader

x coworker reader

x autistic reader

him getting jealous and clingy

x spiderperson reader

showering him with affection

complimenting him

general fluff w/ fem reader

x afab trans reader

general antics

x reader w/ facial dysmorphia

x self conscious reader

hands to hold

x reader who loves touch

x reader w/ cuteness aggression

him as a father

x pregnant reader

getting him a dog

going on dates

x criminal reader

one bed trope

prompts 1-5

prompts 7-11

prompts 16 18 27 28

flufftober day 2: love confession/part 2 to one bed

coffee and scones/part 3 to one bed

[apheliia]

honestly though...... this douma wip started out fluffy but it's turning out so much more angsty than i originally intended..... i mean, i didn't have a plan in mind when i began, i just started writing but STILL. i can never seem to write just fluff :(

quick sneak peak: it's about douma's child as they unearth what is really going on in the paradise cult and realize who their father really is. it's uh... lowkey a horror story at this point... [name] is really going through it right now. (they'll get a happy ending. PROBABLY.)

YOU'RE SO REAL FOR THAT BC I TRY TO WRITE DOUMA FLUFF BUT IT DESCENDS INTO PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR SO FAST LMAOOOOOO unless you write a reader who is inherently Fucked Up, i feel as if writing douma fluff is ummmmmm difficult! Yeah. HEKSHSKSHSJ

imagine finding out that your cult leader father (which is already weird enough as it is but uh! it's fine! everyone seems happy enough anyways so there's probably nothing concerning going on behind the scenes...) is? killing and eating his followers under the deluded belief that he is saving them from suffering? Yeah. ouch. that definitely won't leave any lasting damage! definitely won't foster a sense of paranoia and distrust directed at those around them! not at all. haha.

avery. avie my beloved. what happy ending could they possibly get. This situation is NOT happy ending coded. /lh

(the only solution is to get "found familyed" with inosuke. and the others too i guess. But mainly him. /HJ /LH)

[sanjifucker42069]

remember those fun like fanfic tropes or fanfic kinks sorters

WHAT DO YOU MEAN EFFEMINACY IS THAT HIGH UP

what i get from the second one is im vanilla af whAT DO YOU MEAN VORE AND INFLATION?!?!

not the sfw version calling me out for only liking fluff lmaoooooo pure angst makes me sad lol

[dean-samw67]

hii, can I request a Carlos x fem!reader where the reader cut her hair to like, really short length, above shoulders maybe? I'm interested in knowing his reaction, as if it's something new on his so and when he sees her being more confident with this hairstyle, he would love her more? or just love her energy since it's her true self. yk when someone comes out of a shell, or their personal barrier? idk, but it's pure fluff :p thank you and have a nice day! ♡

Is It Okay?

Carlos Oliveira x Fem!Reader

A/N: Um yesss! I haven’t written only fluff in a while so lets do this without it taking a turn for the worst lmaoooooo. I tried my best to write it so you can imaging it however short you please. Also I know this is short but I figured short and sweet would be best. 

Warnings: Just pure fluff

Words: 533

You had just come back to your shared apartment that you had with your boyfriend, Carlos. He had not a clue that you just cut your hair, that you normally kept long. It was now cut short. Something you had been wanting to do for a while. 

You knew Carlos was back from work now. His car was parked outside in its usual spot. You unlock the handle and push the door open. Carlos was on the couch, watching tv. 

“Hey, love.” He says before his eyes lift from the screen. His jaw drops as he sees the change in your hair. “Holy shit.” He chuckles. 

“Is it okay? I really liked it.” You brush your fingers through your hair. 

“Of course, I do. You look fucking sexy.” He gets off the couch and approaches you. 

“You think?” Your face lights up as you watch him.

“Hell, yeah. And that confidence, baby, looks amazing on you.” He smiles down at you and places his hands on your hips. 

“Thanks.” You blush as his fingers massage your hips softly. “I was a little nervous.” You admit. 

“Why?”

“Well… I didn’t want you to hate it.” You bite your bottom lip. 

“Y/n, you know how beautiful you are to me? I would never find you less attractive for finding yourself and your confidence.” He chuckles and shakes his head.

“Really?”

“Yes! If anything, that confidence makes you so much hotter.” He smirks. Your cheeks heat up as you look up at your boyfriend. He pulls you closer by hips, causing you to gasp. “I love you.” He smiles as he leans down and pecks your lips. 

You place your hands on his chest as you smile brightly. You lean up and press your lips to his, kissing him longer. He chuckles against your lips as he runs his hands delicately over your sides. You let out a soft giggle, his touch tickling you a bit. 

“I forgot you are ticklish.” He chuckles against your lips before grazing your sides to tickle you again. You squeal a bit and push his hands away with a laugh. He chuckles as you both completely break from the kiss. 

“Stop.” You smile. 

“Why? I think your laughs are cute.” He smirks, holding his hands up, tauntingly. 

“Carlos…” You hold up your hand, warning him, but you can’t help the smile on your face. He quickly reaches to your sides, tickling them, relentlessly. “No!” You laugh loudly and try to squirm away. Your giggles are mixed with his chuckles as you sink to the ground while he tickles you, your legs unable to hold you up. He drops down with you. Stopping when you are laying on the ground.

You look at him, heavy breathing as you playfully glare. “I said no.”

“I wanted to hear your cute little giggles.” He smirks. You roll your eyes. He places his hands back at your sides, making you jump a little, but he simply places his hands there and leans forward. He kisses your forehead before placing his forehead to yours. You smile, still regaining your breath. 

“I love you, dork.” You smile. 

“I love you more.” He matches your smile.

[djarinbabysnotes]

I’m gonna have to be honest by saying I’m having trouble finishing my matt murdock angst series because I’ve been happy lately and only fluff is coming out LMAOOOOOO

[koulakoukoula2003]

Me before the Zeke epidemia

Me after getting infected by Zekedickiosis and reading all the fluff

ISTG THAT CHOCOLATE CAKE SCENE!!! TOO MUCH FLUFF!!! HEAD EMPTY ONLY FULL OF ZEKE FLUFF 😭

LMAOOOOOO bro this man has such great potential to be fluffy af like 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 can't let that chance go wasted 👏👏👏 been obsessed with this man too, I'm just imagining him waiting by the train station but then she doesn't show up cuz Erwin literally decides to show up that very same day sndbfjdnndnnf

Lmao spoilers 🤣

[kurinoot]

[day 8] eight soft dolls | oikawa tooru

-> you have traveled all the way to argentina to surprise something for your fiance this valentines — much to his horror

pairing: oikawa x reader

themes: fluff with some crack (I think? LMAO), post-timeskip

word count: 1946 words

note: this fic was too fun to write LMAOOOOOO

“Okay okay, thank you so much, Hajime!”, laughing as you ended the phone call with Iwaizumi on the line before grabbing your luggage, making way for the exit.

You’re finally here.

Oh my gosh how is Tooru going to react to this?, you internally laugh to yourself as the morning sunlight of Buenos Aires shines on you while you make your way out of the airport; thankfully, you were wearing appropriately for the weather, as Argentina in February proved to be sweltering hot. As you wore your sunglasses, you went into a nearby taxi.

Arriving at your boyfriend’s doorsteps, you fish the keys out from your pocket, unlocking your fiance's apartment door, and the scent of clean linen hits you right in the nose as you enter his living space. You immediately settle your baggage in the living room as you throw yourself on Tooru’s soft bed covers. You rest for a couple of minutes before grasping your phone out of your pocket, immediately texting your boyfriend something out of context, all according to your devious valentines plan.

The need to sleep washes over you, as you drown yourself in the plush covers of Tooru’s bed, inhaling its fresh laundry scent, but much to your dismay, you compelled to pull yourself out of bed as you grab that one baggage full of your plans for your fiance as you slowly unzipped it, smirking as you pull out other items to prepare a grand surprise for him.

Tooru won’t know what he’s gonna get., you laugh out in your thoughts.

Morning practice has ended as usual. Right after a series of cool-down exercises, Oikawa went for his water bottle, drinking a huge amount as he hydrated himself after a tiring practice. He reaches for his phone, hearing the familiar vibration of his phone as he opens it to his joy a message from you. He immediately checks your chat, only to see a photo of what looks like a doll of him, to which he raises an eyebrow in confusion.

He replies back, scoffing at the picture you sent him as he immediately closes his phone and returns it in his bag.

Knowing that woman… She’s probably onto something… but what could it be? He thought, recalling the picture as he grabbed a fresh shirt from his bag. “She’s just probably lonely without me, and bought a doll that captures my features. My poor sweet fiance~”, he laughs off as he goes for the restroom with his clothes. He washes his face quickly before removing his sweaty training clothes, and changes with a fresh white shirt and olive green cargo shorts. He packs his things before waving goodbye to his teammates with a casual “Adios!”

As he walks on his way home, he rechecks his phone again at the odd photo that you sent him. Yes, it’s a doll version of him, but he couldn’t help but feel creeped out by it. To his surprise, you sent him another picture of it, only a close-up, but this time, he felt his hair on his arms raise.

“Y/N-chan mi amor is probably just teasing me again.”, he huffs in mind as he hums, skipping on his way home.

As he reached the front door of his apartment, he felt his spine shiver and the growing unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach wasn’t helping. His apartment door was slightly opened.

Someone could be in his house. 

He felt the need to call the police, but instead worked up the courage as he slowly opened the door. But before Tooru could enter, something hit him in the face.

“Wh-what the hell?!” Tooru swatted the object in front of him, only to reveal the familiar doll you sent to him earlier tied to the ceiling, connected to the knob. He grabbed the doll in anger as a torn paper suddenly fell from the plush.

‘mIss Me?’

He felt a wave of shiver in his spine as he clutched onto the doll, looking at it sinisterly. He tiptoed inside, not making a sound as he grabbed a nearby umbrella from a stand. His apartment was exactly as it was when he left. He looked around, seeing everything was in place. He creeped to the cupboards and closet in the living area to check for any signs of intruder. His anxiety grew as he inspected around, clutching onto the doll and the weapon. A wave of relief washed over him as he sighed when nothing was suspicious as of note. He wearily placed his sports bag on the sofa, crashing on his sofa. He inspected the doll, and upon closer look, the doll was wearing his old Aoba Johsai jersey.

The same doll you sent him a picture of earlier.

A sudden slow squeak was heard.

The door of his bedroom squeaked as it painfully opened ajar. Tooru’s petrified eyes turned towards the source that revealed another doll, standing as it looked at him. His instincts made him grab the umbrella as he made way to his bedroom. He picked up the plush, wearing a different uniform, his Kitagawa Daiichi uniform this time.

His eyes turned to his bed, six more dolls of him wearing different uniforms were scattered around on his bed. His grip on the umbrella loosened, letting it fall to the floor as he noticed how each doll wore different uniforms from his past. He noticed a large paper in the midst of the dolls, ‘Happy Valentines Day’ that was written in red ink that had Tooru back away from the bed to his closet.

Wait, Happy Valentines’ Day, mi amor?

Out of the blue, a hand suddenly clutched onto his shoulders, quickly wrapping around him as he screamed, pulling away from the arms. He ran for the door, but ultimately fell in the process. His attention immediately turned to the arms from his closet.

He immediately prayed at the closet as he pleaded and cried, “Please don’t kill me! I’m too beautiful to die! I have a fiance waiting for me on the other side of the world! At least let me marry her before you kill me! PLEASE!”

His train of thought got distracted as a laugh which was way too familiar for him entered his ears as you emerged from his closet, your phone peeking through the cracks of his drawer recording everything that happened.

“Long time no see, Tooru!”, you winked at his petrified state while laughing.

“Y-Y/N-chan? You-”, he cried out, pissed and shocked as you embraced him. “There, there, it’s all over now! See?” You reassuringly said as you patted his back. 

Letting go after a full minute of hugging. “Why would you do that?! You almost gave me a heart attack!” He cried. You laugh out with tears on your eyes, “You should have seen your face!” You hugged your stomach, not being able to bear the events that transpired. Tooru could only pout at your initial betrayal.

“So mean of you, Y/N-chan!” He watches you grab your phone from his drawer, laughing as he looks at you rewatching the entire scenario on your camera, replaying on specific parts that were deemed too unforgettable as your boyfriend could only stare at you in part amusement and betrayal.

“You’re enjoying this too much, mi cielo!”, he complains further, folding his arms.

“Of course I am! I mean, what’s a better way to surprise my dear fiance?”, you say as you hit send to the Seijoh group chat before Tooru snatches your phone away. 

He scrolled through the group chat as he looked at you again, pouting. “You, Iwa-chan and the others conspired?!”, you snickered as you scratched the back of your head.

“Oh Tooru my baby, I’m so sorry. I hope my presence here in Argentina makes up for it, though.”, you say, about to give him a hug once more, but he immediately pulled you to him, kissing you on the lips as he snapped a photo. He then sends the picture before looking at your flustered state with a smirk.

“Y/N-chan, from this day on, I forbid you from spending too much time with Iwa-chan and the others! Look what they influenced you with!”, he angrily said, before looking at you with his famous serious eyes, sending chills to your spine. “You’re mine, got it?”

You raised your hands in defeat, “Alright, alright, I got it, babe.” You grabbed his hand, leading him to the kitchen. “Now come on, I’ll cook something for us to make up for the emotional damage I’ve caused you.”

He snickers as he continued, “While I do appreciate you cherishing my beautiful existence like this, where did you even get those dolls?”, emphasizing on the dolls with spite.

You show off a smirk as you tease him, “Oh you know, Iwa-chan was very willing to help me out, and the others too. Looks like seeking their help was worth it!”.

Ah, of course, Iwa-chan has something to do with this., he thought.

He pouts as he looks at you. “I sometimes wonder, why did I even fall for a weirdo like you?”.

You laughed at him, “Well, the thing is, Tooru, I’ll be your weirdo forever!”, as you flash him the diamond engagement ring that he proposed to you after his team won the Olympics a few months ago. Oh what a blissful moment.

Argentina wins the final game as a final spike seals the deal, with strings of sky blue, white and yellow confetti flying around the stadium. The Argentine Volleyball Team runs to each other, hugging and crying in victory as they pat each other in the back. The roaring cheers of the Argentine audience further overwhelms the team in celebration as the rest of the team finally knocks on their setter Oikawa, reminding him of something.

“It’s finally time, Tooru.”, one of his teammates tells him as he looks at your direction, who’s currently looking at the entire team in sheer joy from the stands. Oikawa immediately feels the anxiety, with a lump forming in his throat as he carefully grabs the box from the bench to make sure you don’t see it. To his surprise, you were gone from where you were standing earlier and now he sees you running straight to his direction.

“Congrats, my baby!”, you scream as you hug him tightly albeit his sweaty figure.

He hugs you back, “Thank you, mi cielo!”.

As the team looks at you guys from afar, they quickly disperse back to the bench to give their beloved setter a spotlight. One of them gives him a microphone, much to your curiosity.

“Y/N-chan! I’m so thankful for your love and support for the past years that were together. And now that I’m getting a gold medal, I was also wondering if you’re willing to accept my last name as a gold medal.”, he says on the microphone as he slowly kneels in front of you, prompting you to cover your mouth in shock.

Tooru then opens the red velvet box for you to see a diamond engagement ring sparkling beyond your wildest dreams, “W-Will you marry this idiot, Y/N mi amor?”.

Cheers went louder as tears began welling up in your eyes, processing what is just happening in front of you. The Argentine setter looks at you anxiously before you finally nod in tears, “Yes Tooru my idiot, I will marry you!”.

“Well I suppose, we can be weirdos together forever, right mi cielo?”, he replies, kissing your ring as the memory makes him smile. You proceed to give him a kiss on the cheeks, smiling in return.

back to valentines masterlist

[hematomes]

hi hira!! is evening there i think?? good evening??

also i came to answer yesterday’s ask but i saw u said ur not doing well so. pls no pressure to answer this if ur tired/don’t want to!

but yes i have a problem called “sending hira asks as a reward when i finish a task” and so when i don’t finish. the task. i do not come back to send the ask and then it looks like i dropped off the face of the earth 👍

oOH OK OK duly noted abt the librarian shades, ill let you know when i get to that quest :)

SCREAMING MHY STOP GIVING CHILDE DEATH FLAGS I WANT HIM TO BE OKAY PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU THATS MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT GINGER DONT HURT HIM ???

angst w no happy ending — simple, i think of a plot. i think of all the ways i could resolve the problem, all the ways i could keep the problem but soothe the hurt, and all the ways i could resolve the problem and soothe. and then i do none of those and laugh hysterically as people come to my inbox telling me they’re crying at 3 am and don’t want to wake anyone up /hj but only cause i don’t laugh . out loud

aAAAH im glad u ate lunch but?? zoning in and out sounds bad?? dissociating ?? not good ?? maybe i am jumping to conclusions but.! <3 lmk if u need anything okay? and ik ur not on discord a lot but u can always ask me there if there’s anything that you need/that i can do to help

HI HARA

sdkjdsn omg you send me asks as a reward.... like, talking to me is.. a reward???,,???,//////

ALRIGHTY!!!! you'll see the books are so cool tbh (but finding them in their og language is a PAIN)

LMAOOOOOO childe has a giant target painted on his back at this point

HARA.... YOU EVIL........ but i get it. these days tbh i think abt writing the most angsty shit ever but then i go back to my fluff wip and brainrot on my own for 20 hours

no dw sometimes it's good like. i kinda like shutting down when im overwhelmed, even if it Greatly Impacts my productivity, i just need,,, breaks from existing (ITS NOT AS BAD AS IT SOUNDS I SWEAR)

anyway thamk sweets <3 i will go back to haunt your dms soon, you won't expect it

[justcallmenikki7]

Min Yoongi & Park Jimin: BTS!Twilight!Au HeadCanon

Summary: here is a glimpse at the beta and the epsilon of the pack!

Warnings: mentions of insecurities/eating disorders, depression, anxiety, FLUFF, POLY if that is still being considered as a warning along with mxm, fluffffff, my bad writing

W.C.: 1.4k

Notes: so i basically worked on this when i had breaks at work, so it might be a little confusing and jumped around, but i know. i will be going back and fixing this whenever i have time and after writing the one shot. SHOUT OUT TO @minniepetals​ for being a BIGG motivator for me during this long dry spell or writing. she is amazing and i cannot thank her enough for reassuring me and working with me. i know that i have been slacking with writing (hate work) but trust me, i am writing. my life has been too hectic lately and i am wanting this series to be amazing. ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!

Masterlist

·   Both Yoongi and Jimin are lonely

·   But different type of lonely

·   First off – Yoongi

·   To sum it up – Yoongi comes from a broken family where his mom died from brain cancer and his father turned into an alcoholic after her death

·   Yoongi was four at the time

·   Growing up motherless and with an alcoholic father – he became very angry at the world and hated almost everyone

·   In school he’s known as the quiet, but angry kid because of outbursts he has when people push him to far (which doesn’t take a lot from him)

·   But the one person who didn’t push him to far was jimin

·   Jimin bonds with Yoongi on a personal level, and he is very fond of the fairy like boy

·   They met in sociology

·   Btw yoongi is 26

·   I will get to the age thing when I talk about jimin – so one second

·   So yes, he graduated from high school and was trying to live a life of his own, which backfired on him due to turning.

·   Speaking of turning

·   When he turned, he cut all ties with Jimin after this – which hurts both of them

·   But let’s take a look at Jimin’s life

·   So Jimin comes from what others would call a ‘perfect family’

·   Jimin can admit that his family can be considered perfect

·   But jimin does not feel as if that he belongs in his family

·   Coming from a family that is very successful and considered to be ‘perfect’ jimin feels very pressured

·   Everyone has high expectations for Jimin so Jimin always puts a fake smile on and does everything in his power to please

·   From this, he becomes severely insecure and develops depression and an eating disorder

·   When Jimin was a Junior in high school and Yoongi was a senior, they both have sociology and they sat next to each other

·   Que love at first sight

·   Truthfully the both of them did not know what it was, but they know that there is this c e r t a i n bond between them

·   So when Yoongi became distant towards jimin, Jimin becomes very depressed and closed himself off

By the way, Jimin is now out of high school and so is Yoongi

They’re both in college with the pack*

But when they accidentally ran into each other when they both were in the woods, Yoongi felt something weird, the weird that Namjoon explained when he first met his imprint

It clicked to him and then 

BAM

Yoongi imprinted on Jimin and they have reunited 

I am going to give a more insider on this in a seperate one shot 

But just know that this was a very cautious beginning for the two of them because of Jimin’s insecurities and Yoongi’s change.

Eventually, mainly a month later Jimin changed and that cleared things up for the two

Wolf Descriptions

Yoongi is the beta of the pack and is badass

When Yoongi changed, Namjoon really helped Yoongi by calming him down and reassuring him that everything’s fine

Form the first meeting, Yoongi felt a connection (alpha and pack one) to Namjoon and found a fondness and closeness to the alpha

Like in Jungkooks one shot, Yoongi indeed does have an all black coat that allows him to blend into the night to the point even those who have the greatest eyesight cannot even see him

Yoongi jokes about how his fur coat represents how he has no feelings or soul 

Yoongi’s Wolf is also his best friend (like how it’ll be for every member) 

But his wolf helps him cope better because his wolf Dagny, helps Yoongi stop and take a breath kind of deal

But if the situation is where either both Jimin and you (imprint) are threatened or harmed, or anything in that aspect, better pray for that person because Yoongi is similar to Paul in this area - there’s literally no way to get Yoongi calmed unless it’s either his imprint or Jimin coaxing him. 

As for Jimin - Sereperindity vibezzzzz - fur color = blonde.

Jimin’s Wolf is actually kind of smaller than everyone else’s

To a human he seems gigantic but when he’s in wolf form standing next to everyone else he has a smaller frame

But one thing that comes out of this is that he is able to maneuver through trees and is a lot quicker 

Just like everyone else, Jimin’s Wolf is his safety and his wolfs name is Neon

Whenever he is feeling emotional or insecure he turns into his wolf so he is able to cope and talk to someone 

Even tho he has you and yoongi, his bond with his wolf is something that both you and Yoongi can’t have with jimin

Okie that sounded harsh, but ya know what I mean?

Thankfully both you and Yoongi understand this and aren’t jealous of it and are actually happy for Jimin to have someone to turn too and have a good coping mechanism. 

Imprint:

Okay, FYI - everything is still based in college (I think I forgot to mention that)

So, Yoongi and Jimin are both in the same classes (Yoongi actually went behind Jimin’s back when he enrolled because he wanted to be in every class with Jimin).

Jimin wasn’t thrilled but he couldn’t deny his fluttering heart at this

But y’all meet in Developmental Psychology on the first day

I wanna be cliche hehe

But you ran into both Jimin and Yoongi as you were turning a corner which led to the class

You heard a growl *damnit yoongi* which scares you into a stuttering mess

And as you looked into Jimins eyes, 

BAM

imprint

Yoongi also felt this too because of the bond 

Que guilty Yoongi and Dagny

But you did feel something but you were severely intimidated by the two BTS members so you ran off

Both Jimin and Yoongi wanted to chase after you but they both also didn’t want to force the bond onto you

So being causal, they both sat by you 

They totally did not sniff the air for you backpack (lmaoooooo)

So when you found out that they were sitting by you, you definitely tried to move seats but with your luck, they both glared at anyone to the point where those would put their bags in the seat next to them

You sighed, which made them feel bad because they could feel the anxiety you radiated, but eventually you gave in and sat down

They totally feel really bad

During the lecture they stared at you to the point you snapped 

“Can you please stop staring at me, I’m trying to concentrate.”

You were shocked from how they listened to you automatically 

You apologized for sounding rude - you just want to focus on your studies

After class they asked to talk to you

Talking meaning Jimin rambling to you while Yoongi is quietly staring at you adoringly 

Basically all you could comprehend is jimin asking to be friends 

To which you agreed 

Okay I’m trying to save everything for the one shot

Anyways

You balance both Jimin and Yoongi due to their insecurities and their demons

You’re the reason why they now wake up everyday 

1 because they want to make you happy

And 2 - you make them want to wake up

Of course they both felt like this before they found you

But they now have another reason , and also because the thought of you finding someone else haunts them

You CONSTANTLY have to remind that YOU LOVE THEM!!

Also that you’re their damn imprint and that you could never, couldn’t want to love anyone else like you love them

They also don’t realize how much they help you 

Especially by when your anxiety gets bad

They’re the only outlets you have when it comes to your anxiety 

Sometimes you do feel like you came crashing into their life and interrupted the relationship and you do sometimes feel like you’re left out

Once those two found about those feelings

Love ….. you sure were attacked by reassurances and love by them

You truly don’t realize how much you help them

It’s so disgustingly fluff that the pack sometimes feel like they’re watching a Hallmark movie lmao

It’s so cute

So in all - you complete them and they complete you. 

It’s a balanced relationship with open communication and help/love

No one is left out and no one feels alone

I want to be in a poly relationship with Jimin and Yoongi :(

[whitewolfmoving]

Listen, I know you’re in the middle of Boston Burning. But, since technicallyyyyy you brought it up, maybe we need to talk about some details of Biker!Pietro, Biker!Bucky, and a couple of deaf girls ... yes? - K🧡

Lmaoooooo. This is what I get for telling you everything that runs through my head. 😂

I want to make it clear that Boston Burning IS STILL HAPPENING!!!

So, I only just now decided on the name Leather & Lace. And the title has to do with the leather jackets the guys wear as well as the lace headbands both girls have (we'll dive deeper into that in the fic).

It's going to be a Pietro x OFC/Bucky x OFC modern au fic. And here's a rundown of some details!

James Buchanan Barnes owns Barnes Garage alongside his sister, Katheryn aka Katt or Kay.

They took over for their dad after he retired, and when he died, it turns out he left it to his children.

His only rule for them to be able to keep the garage was that they run it together, 50/50, no matter what.

Even Katheryn's best friend, Sawyer helps out from time to time. Everything runs smoothly with the trio in charge.

But underneath it all, Barnes Garage is so, so much more... it's also home to one of the most well known motorcycle clubs in New York, The Avengers.

The competing garage is Rumlow Automotive, because I like conflict and Brick Rumbitch is a dick. Lmao.

Rumlow's MC is Hydra (To quote my favorite speedy boy: You didn't see that coming?)

SUPER NOTEWORTHY ASPECTS TO COME!!!

Katt & Sawyer are both *drumroll* you guessed it, Deaf!

Pietro Maximoff is alive and well and daaaaaaaamn fine.

There's angst, there's fluff, there's romance, there's DRAMA, there's blackmail.

Katt & Sawyer are not to be taken lightly.

Seriously, they kick ass.

This also deals with issues within the Deaf Community, written from my personal experience. If that's not your thing, keep all hate to yourself and you won't be missed.

I don't want to give too much away so I'm going to stop here. But I promise, this is a series you won't want to miss.

The tag list for this series is OPEN. If you'd like to be added, dm me or reply to this post.

-Auri 🤟🏽💜

[bitegore]

5, 6, 10, 12? :D

5. who is your sinnamon roll fave who everyone loves to hate/hates to love

I mean probably Megatron honestly.

6. who is your trash fave who is so problematic they probably have hate tumblrs dedicated to them

Getaway!!!!! my beloved trash cat!!!!!!!! horrible stinky man whomst i love and adore!!!! (also overlord. and the djd. pick a decepticon and i will be like YEAH HIM but getaway is probably the most controversial for some reason even though he is extremely loveable and a fucking hell of a character)

10. what is the worst thing you want to become canon (character death, trash-ship etc)

...so strictly speaking i don't want much of anything to become canon bu also I would like to see Prowl and Tarn have a fling. In canon. Specifically right after the deal with Bombshell in IDW1, where Prowl fucks off with the Constructicons. I just want him to hatefuck both their brains out while trying and failing to commit suicide or something, i think that would hurt quite a bit but also be delicious as hell. Regardless, it's probably best saved for fic. I just also think that there would be more prowltarn fic if it ever happened in canon soooooo..... lmao

Really, though, all I want is a satisfying narrative.

OH i lied. I want the combaticons to tag team the entire stunticon team in what is probably the most emotionally and physically toxic game of "who does Megatron like best" somewhere in canon and i want them all to suffer deeply in the process. And i want vortex to straight up kill dead end but in a horny way. i'd like to see that be canon.

12. what is your cutest headcanon

have you ever met me. i don't know the meaning of that word /j

uhhhh

uhhhhhh

so like giving extremes is hard but also i don't really do cute headcanons without horrendous implications behind them and i dont think like, "here's fluff! don't dig too deep at it because it comes part and parcel with some massive elements of coercion, dehumanization and human rights abuses" is really what you're looking for. uhhhhh

uh fuck i don't have an answer for this one. lmao

yeah literally i don't have an answer. uh. okay im just throwing something stupid out instead

i think i mentioned it before but i think transformers' pillows are essentially silicon sacks filled with a viscous fluid, either oil or something similar. They have squishy animal shaped ones for newbuilds, but of course these are largely only available to upper-class mechs because they're unnecessary and expensive, and most newsparks don't pop out of the ground with money unless they were commissioned in some way.

this one was a struggle, ngl. i like the negative implications of The Transformers more than the positive. Interesting question though!! really made me think lmaoooooo

[jungkookiebus]

Since he’s been on my mind like all day.... no more dream dance break hobi.... idk what else but ya girl NEEDS no more dream hobi.😭

ayyyyyyye babyyyyyyyy. doing this late since I didn’t finish the other night. high as a kite again tonight, I apologize for how weird this story may or may not be lmaoooooo

high Katie answers asks! or some shit like that. 

Genre: idol!au, established relationship, smutPairing: idol!Hobi x readerWord Count: 1.4k i went overboardWarnings: No More Dream dance break, vaginal sex, dirty talk, Hobi is a slut

Imagine it. 2020 and guess what came back in a medley at the concerts? No More Dream. Guess what came back with it? The outfit… When you started dating Hobi, he was up to his elbows in the Persona era, but you were, of course, well aware of his many forms. The first time you saw it, really saw it, you were star struck and punched straight through the chest. Nothing prepared you for seeing this on stage, through your tv screen, but nothing prepared for something quite like this. The time between the original stage and now was drastic and before you were seven fully grown men dancing to the dance break of your wet dreams. Hobi stood before you, on stage, dripping with sweat and  never missing a beat. Tight, ripped black jeans hugged his thighs. A black t-shirt tucked snugly into the top of his jeans and a studded coat donned his shoulders. Around his neck hung two, delicate gold chains but all your eyes could focus on were his exposed knees. The rip of his pants was just high enough for you to see the beginnings of the muscles in his thighs.

You had opted for floor seats tonight, so here you were, a little way back in the crowd and watching with your jaw on the floor just like everyone else around you. A hardcore Hobi fan happened to be standing next to you and you both screamed together as the first notes of the song began.

“OH MY GODDDDDDDD!!! HOBI IN THIS DANCE BREAK!” she screamed beside you.

You were suddenly very hot. Your skin flushed so hotly that you almost felt cold and you felt an intense need so strong inside of you, that you were almost confused. Then it happened. All the screams around you were drowned out as your mind seemed to slow down, the shouts reducing to a low roar, and your vision seemed to blur at the edges as you only focused on him. Hobi was giving it his all it seemed. It was the first show after all. The way he moved tonight almost seemed like he knew you were watching. Of course, he knew you were in the crowd, but you never told him where you would be. On occasion, he had accidentally found you and waved like a goon. You never waved back lest you be attacked in a sea full of ARMY.

You spent the rest of the concert pacing the back area, wandering outside for fresh air, and then starting it all over again. You had to leave the cramped environment and the screaming girl beside you before you had a full blown panic attack. You hadn’t been this turned on for some time, but god damn did that dance break get to you. When the concert was over, you stood closer to where they would be coming off stage and into the rest and food area waiting to welcome them. They came sooner than you expected, tumbling into the room, all arms as they hugged and Jimin came in on the back of Jungkook. Hobi walked in with Namjoon laughing about something so he had yet to notice you. When he did, though, he was leaping and bounding across the room to gatheryou in his arms. Pinned against his chest, you looked up and he leaned down tokiss you. Even though he had your arms pinned at your side, you tried to givethe kiss your all. He was breathless when he pulled back from you.

“What’s gotten into you?” he asked, looking into your blown pupils as he still held you snugly against him. All you could do was stare up into his face, too caught up with emotions and horniness to even give a response a second thought. But Hobi didn’t need an explanation to know exactly what you were feeling. “Let us take the picture.” He kissed your forehead before releasing you and skipping back over to the couch where everyone else had their banners ready for the group picture. Maybe two minutes had passed when Hobi was on you again, grabbing your hand, and pulling you back into the hallway. He pulled on the first door he came to and luckily it opened wide. Inside looked to be an old breakroom converted to a dumping ground of odd furniture that had no use. He pulled you to the nearest couch and onto his lap. His hands were immediately on your ass as you straddled him and ground your core against him.

“Fuck,” he whispered. You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, wanting to get impossibly close as you moved your hips against him.

Your lips were on his again as you kissed him passionately. With your body humming a tune only Hobi seemed to hear, he thrust upwards against you and you cried out at the pleasure that dimly shot through you. You were a few layers of cotton away from what you wanted. He pushed you upwards and reached for the band of the sweats he had slipped on when he’d gotten off stage, pulling them down enough to get them to his knees. Above him, you were also removing clothes.

“Leave your panties on,” he panted as his cock sprang free.

“Ready when you are,” you said against his lips, raising your hips above him.

He grabbed the base of his cock and pulled your panties aside, lining himself with your entrance.

“Sit on it, baby.”

You sank down slow, even though you wanted to fall on his cock and never get back up ever again. Hobi’s head fell back against the couch causing his hair to fluff up and fall to the sides.

“Oh, fuck, just ride me baby I can practically feel you shaking.” He half breathed out, half moaned everything he said, eyes closed, and enjoying the feeling of you around him.

You braced yourself on his shoulders as you tried to find a pace good for you. It was only maybe a minute before Hobi had your left ass cheek in one hand, gripping tightly, and the other on the back of your neck forcing your face down to his. Your lips came down hard on his as his tongue quickly slipped into your mouth. He began to thrust up into you with such force you were practically bouncing on his dick as he used your ass cheek as leverage to pull you onto him.

“I’m g-gonna c-c-come,” you hiccupped as he hit harder and harder against your g-spot.

“Then fucking do it,” he growled.

Images of him during the dance break played across the backof your eyelids as you closed your eyes. You subconscious seemed to have stored away some details you missed, or you were just making up what you wanted to see. This time, you could see in detail the sweat rolling down his face and the way his hair stuck to the back of his neck. His tongue darted out to the corner of his mouth…and that cocky grin, that fucking cocky ass grin he alwaysdid. You came hard. Body shaking, mind numbing, moaning out through clenched teeth, hard.

“Fuuuck, baby, tell me what you’re thinking about,” he said brokenly.

Your body was still being battered. Hobi could endure anything, even after a concert. Still clinging to his shoulders and bouncing at such a steady speed, you spoke.

“Y-you in that f-fucking No More D-Dream dance break.”

Hobi thrust faster. He may have always made fun of Jimin’s praise kink, but you never told anyone Hobi’s secret. He always liked to ask you what you were thinking about as he was fucking you because it usually involved him in some form or another.

“That’s what got you all worked up?” His white shirt was entirely soaked through with sweat. His hair stuck to his forehead and he could barely open his eyes.

“Seeing you up there dancing like that? I wanted to fuck you immediately.”

“Oh, fuck,” he breathed as his thrusts slowed but seemed to go deeper. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.” He came with a loud grown, pulling you down on him as far as he could go, and spilled inside of you.

“That…that was good,” you panted.

“Yea? Now I know what video to casually put on next time I want to get you wet.”

“Honestly,” you laughed, “all you’d really have to do is just look at me.”

[by-ilmater]

so @macavitykitsune tagged me for this like forever ago and i totally forgot until now lmaoooooo

rules: bold what you prefer to read

slow burn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt-comfort or amnesia // fantasy AU or modern AU // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut and fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it// reincarnation or character death // one-shot or multi chapter // kid fic or road trip fic// arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbors or roommates // sci-fi AU or magic AU // body swap or gender bend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane

tagging @dykostunt , @icehot13 , @cheesybadgers ,  @alwaysbethewest  and anyone else that wants to! no pressure!

[ddaenghoney]

Series: of Silver

Finale  

[epilogue follows]

Attending a performing arts university, you’ve been managing just fine until the fall semester of your third year starts off by making out at a party only to realize the random guy was actually transfer Jeon Jeongguk, whom you had previously agreed to help get used to the city.

Pairing(s):

Jeon Jeongguk x Y/N

masterlist link is in blog description

disclaimer: any character depicted do not represent the actual personality of the respected idol in real life.

Warning(s)/genre(s): College!au, fluff, developing relationship, love triangle(s)??, some angst/drama here and there– Jeongguk has a dog this series isn’t allowed to be too tragic.

Tag(s): @butterflylion @rjsmochii @mahakookie @dammit-jjk @joanc24 @detectivebts @insaisissables @fuzzyballoontrash @sweet-unicorn-world @yeontanie21 @nctpity 

If you enjoyed the story, please let me know!! : )

Below the cut are final words and fun facts about the story! If you’ve read it all, thank you and I hope you enjoyed!!

Thank you for reading this whole story!!! It’s been such a fun time making it. of Silver is a nice break from the amounts of angst/drama/snakeyness I put in my other aus lmaoooooo. This one hasn’t veered too far in any way from what I intended with it! I hope you all enjoyed and maybe even connected with some of the problems/motivations the characters go through and overcome! Thank you one more time for reading it all! See you in the next story!

The name “of Silver” comes from a couple of different things. It coincides with Jeongguk’s dog’s name in the story which is Heartgold from the Pokemon game lol, where the complimenting game is called Soulsilver. Both of those are obviously from the idiom “Heart of Gold, Soul of Silver” SO the reason I didn’t put anything before “of” is because the absence is supposed to be symbolic of different things in the story you could place there. Whether it’s “Soul” or “relationship” or “person” etc., doesn’t matter because the idea is that whatever is there has gone through purification(or more accurate to the story: change) in order to be what it is. So basically the title is saying “this is what it is because it altered to become more precious(aka silver which is a precious metal aslkdjfgh)”

Seokjin’s twitter name got cut off throughout the whole story lol, but his twitter name is “Don’t DM me about dorm life” because he is the reluctant RA aklsdjfgh

I gave Jeongguk a Golden Retriever puppy because it’s Jeongguk’s spirit animal let’s be real alskdjghf no but also because of the name I gave it lol.

Seoyoung originally wasn’t supposed to have feelings for Jeongguk; in the original idea she was just using him sort of to make her feel better about herself?? But I didn’t want the story to get too far into the drama side so I made it a bit simpler.

The original profile picture Jeongguk had in his phone for Seoyoung was of them that he took; the header on her twitter is also a picture he took.

Jeongguk only lets Y/N call him Jeonggukie. He’s shut down literally everyone else from calling him that lol

I know Jeongguk and Y/N never said I love you to each other in the story, but like…. They’ve only been dating for a couple of months so I didn’t feel like it was needed to be said yet lol. Although Jeongguk admitted he does love her, just not to her alsdkjfhgk.

The location of the cafe Jeongguk and Y/N frequent is upstairs in a bookstore that you have to enter to get to the cafe; I may recycle this location in a one shot I’d like to make about Namjoon where it originally came from but we’ll see lkdjfgh

The ending contact name for Jeongguk in Y/N’s phone has emojis added by Jeongguk which explains why there’s a lot lmaooo

During their senior year Jeongguk and Yoongi would’ve got an apartment together so Jeongguk could take care of Gold. After graduation Y/N and Jeongguk(and Gold) move in together.

There were supposed to be so many more twitter fights but I couldn’t figure out how to place them in lmaoooo rip they’re so fun to make lol

Seoyoung’s friend that got into a fight with the characters on twitter is named Nia and she’s the same girl in the written piece where Jeongguk took drunk Seoyoung home.

I wanted to hug Jeongguk like every time Seoyoung dragged him, it made me feel bad writing those scenes )))):

Yoongi’s dog Holly exists in this universe, but he lives with Yoongi’s family back in his hometown (I thought I’d mention this because Jeongguk mentioned Yoongi missing Holly very early on in the story)

Gold lives with Jeongguk(or technically Yoongi in the story) because Jeongguk adopted him independently of his parents who really weren’t about to take care of the little guy out of nowhere lmao

If I ever showed Jeongguk’s contact name for Y/N it would’ve said “my baby” with a barrage of heart emojis after it and the peach : )

Seokjin was also supposed to shred Seoyoung on twitter but that didn’t happen either double r i p

This story ended up being largely more focused on Jeongguk’s perspective rather than Y/N’s in my opinion; he even got his own written scenes dedicated to himself too so

Originally I thought Jimin’s character would be more important and I thought Namjoon’s character wouldn’t be as important as he ended up being lol.

Actually, Namjoon was almost going to be an antagonist? But I didn’t want the story to get too dramatic for the sake of keeping it mostly light-hearted.

I realize a lot of the written parts take place in only a few settings/or similar circumstances, this was to show the change in their relationship behavior along the way, but also because they’re both too busy to go to a bunch of different places and don’t have much time during the day together lmaooo

The picture of Jeongguk in the red plaid and scene from chapter 38 take place where the series’ header takes place!

Thank you again for reading! If you enjoyed the story, please please let me know, it means a lot!! have a great day/night!