#me: I'll just write some quick notes for the next drabble

[catboii]

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[samegirldifferentworld]

Imagine Dean Winchester taking care of you when you’re injured and burnt out… 

Testing the waters of sharing fanfictions. As a taster of my writing style, here's just a short drabble I wrote while struggling with my own burnout (yay ty autism ily) - and it's the first SPN fanfiction I've written in a LONG time so I might be a bit rusty... please be gentle :')

Also I know a lot of these are usually written in the second person, but I find I'm better writing in the first person. Hope you enjoy, and if you like what you've read, I'll share more in the future!

Summary: You've been busy with multiple hunts and it's starting to take it's toll. While you've been able to hide those feelings for a while, you can't hide it from a Winchester - and luckily, Dean is able to help you out when you need him most. Cast:  Dean Winchester

Genre: fluff, comfort Word count: 1,665

notes / warnings: injury, burnout, mental health/depression talk (she/her pronoun reader)

‘Hey! Wake up!’ 

I could feel someone shaking my shoulder, trying to coax me out of slumber. My eyes snapped open, and I took a sharp gasp of breath as I was brought out of rest. I looked up to see who the culprit was… and I was greeted by a man with hair the colour of wave-kissed sand, apple-green eyes and clad in plaid.  

Dean, the older Winchester.  

I groaned lightly as I struggled to sit up and ruffled my hair. I noticed the room was slightly spinning. Why the hell was I feeling so dizzy?!  

“Ugh… where’s the fire, Dean?!” 

My voice came out slightly croakier than I hoped for, which shocked me. My head was pounding as I was starting to come round. 

“I don’t get it... why do I feel like this?” 

Dean raised his brow in concern, his eyes lit up in confusion, his hand still resting on my shoulder. 

“You don’t remember?” he asked.  

I looked around me, trying to find clues to help me recognise where I was. I shook my head, which didn’t help with the dizziness situation. I could sense I was in a bedroom of some description, but that was it.  

“Where am I?” 

Dean couldn’t believe it. “You’re in the bunker. You’ve been zonked out for a while, and Sammy wanted me to check in on you while he’s nerding it up in the library.” 

Sam was the younger Winchester, a tall and handsome man with the perfect cocktail of brains, beauty and a sprinkle of brawn thrown in for good measure. Clearly, he had taken to his books to research another case.  

I noticed my arm was starting to itch and reached over to scratch, but it was covered with a bandage. I had no idea why I could need to be patched up like this... 

“Where did this come from? Dean... What happened to me?” 

Dean lightly chuckled. “You really don’t remember… the vampires? You practically got into a Jack Sparrow machete swordfight with them...” 

The memories came flooding back at his prompt. There had been one or two insane back-to-back hunts – there were demons (one of which I managed to exorcise), malevolent spirits and a Wendigo in the woods. And now, vampires. Apparently, my machete skills weren’t quite up to par this time round. After all these insane hunts coming one after the other, I was starting to feel run down. I sighed deeply, a nauseating feeling bubbling up in the back of my throat.  

“Remind me never to do that again.” 

Dean smirked. “Yeah, alright…”  

I bowed my head, catching my forehead in my hands, trying to forget about everything. Dean clocked that I wasn’t myself and immediately stepped in. He sat down on the bed next to me, his hand resting across my back and gently rubbing it in little circles.  

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” 

“I don’t feel so good, Dean…” 

“In what way?” 

“I guess…” I took a second to collect my thoughts. “I’m feeling really tired… and everything hurts… and my brain feels scrambled…” 

Dean was quick to figure out a diagnosis.  

“I think I know what’s wrong. (Y/N). You’re burnt out.” 

“Huh?” 

“Listen, you know what makes you a good hunter? The way you can adapt and improvise at the drop of a hat. But the last case, you missed the ball, struck out, made a few careless mistakes… and that led to you getting hurt.”  

I shrugged. “Okay, so maybe I’ve been going full-out on the last couple of hunts, while I’ve been running on an almost empty tank... but I’m sure I’ll be fine. It can’t be that serious.” 

I swivelled my body to allow my feet to dangle from the bed, starting to get ready to stand up. “Maybe I should go and see what Sam is reading about-” 

Except it didn’t come out as ‘about’. It came out as a cry of sheer pain. My ankle felt like it was on fire as I stood up and tried to walk, my knee buckled, and I tumbled to the floor. Dean managed to roll over the bed and crouch beside me.  

“What the hell?!” I exclaimed, panting through the burning sensation raging through my ankle.  

Dean placed his hand on the knee that didn’t buckle from under me, his thumb tracing against it.  

“Listen to me, (Y/N). You’re not gonna like this, but you’re benched. Only thing worse than a bad hunter is a dead hunter. And I can’t take that risk with you, because I care about you too much to allow that.” 

I could feel my bottom lip begin to tremble as I fought back tears. Both Dean and his brother, Sam, cared more for me than most people I had ever known, and that meant the world to me. The dam burst as a couple of tears spilt over. 

“Okay, I admit it... I’ve not been hunting at my best lately... I’ve let you down, Dean... And I’m really-” 

Dean quickly silenced me. “Hey, if the next word to come out of your mouth is ‘sorry’, we’re gonna have a problem.” 

I let out a shaky exhale. Dean could clearly see that I was hurt, not only physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. He took hold of my arm and threw it over his shoulder.  

“Right, let’s get you back onto this bed...” 

He helped me stand up, and while I winced in pain, Dean was careful in sitting me back onto the bed. 

“I know it hurts...” 

His eyes lit up as an idea entered his head.  

“I will be back in a minute. Wait here... and do NOT move.” 

Dean walked out of the room, leaving me alone with only my thoughts keeping me company. I threw my head back onto the pillows in despair, silent tears welling up and escaping.  

Maybe Dean was right. Clearly, I’d been pushing myself to constantly be at 100%, but now that number was dwindling, reducing further with every hunt I’d been on. Right now, I was probably sitting at about 25%, maybe 30 at the most.  

Dean returned, clutching hold of an icepack, a spare pillow and a flask of water. He set the flask down on the nightstand and came to my ankle.  

“I’ll tell you now, this might sting a little bit,” he warned me.  

He carefully lifted my ankle up, placed the pillow down on the bed and let my ankle rest on top of it. He then took the icepack and laid it across my ankle, which made me hiss as ripples of pain came to the surface.  

“I feel useless laying here... surely there must be something I can do.” 

“Yes, there is. You can stay here, rest up and make sure you’re fighting fit for the next round.” 

He picked up the water flask and handed it to me. “That includes staying hydrated.”  

After shuffling against the bed and sitting up, I tentatively took a sip of water from the flask. It was cold, but it helped to ease the burning in my throat. I looked up at Dean.  

“Thank you, Dean.” 

“You’re welcome, (Y/N). And hey, don’t beat yourself up. We all need to rest from time to time.” 

I furrowed my brow. “Even you? And Sam, too?” 

He nodded. “Yeah. Sometimes it’s hard to step back, I get it. When you’ve been doing this as long as we have, it gets addictive, almost. It’s hard knowing when you have to stop, put the brakes on. But remember, there’s nothing wrong with asking for help when you need it. Sam and I have got your back.” 

At this point, with all the terrible things I’d seen, I’d managed to toughen up. But in this moment, I felt so vulnerable... and I couldn’t help it. I’d been bottling this up for longer than I care to admit, not wanting Sam or Dean to see any weakness in me. But now, it was too late for that. I just couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks. Dean saw that I was upset and reacted quickly and kindly.  

“Oh, sweetheart...” 

He sat down on the bed beside me, putting his arm around me and drawing me in so that my head rested against his shoulder. His thumb was stroking against my head as I sobbed.  

“It’s okay... I’m here... You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” 

I found comfort in his strong but gentle touch, inhaling the scent of aftershave and alcohol that lingered on him, which played a part in offering me some comfort. He carefully allowed me to break away and ran his thumb under my eyes, attempting to wipe away my tears. 

“I’ve got an idea. How about we both take a rest, right here, for a while... and then I’ll fix us something to eat when you’re feeling a little better. How’s that sound?” 

I let a smile creep onto my face. “I like that. Thank you so much, Dean. And I’m really-” 

I managed to stop myself from saying that word before Dean could react. 

“I mean... I’m really... lucky... to have you and Sam around.” 

Dean let off a light chuckle. “Alright, you saved it. Now come on, let’s get cosy.” 

I shuffled back down so I was laid against the pillows. Dean laid down beside me, his arm around me and allowing me to cuddle up to him like a child cuddles up to their teddy. Dean’s fingers started to play with little sections of my hair, which, paired with the rise and fall of his chest that matched his gentle breathing, was the perfect combination for relaxation. I felt myself sinking deeper back into slumber.  

Dean noticed that I was starting to settle, and he pressed a gentle kiss against my forehead, his slightly chapped lips warm and comforting against my skin.  

“Lay your weary head to rest, (Y/N),” Dean said quietly. “Don’t you cry no more.” 

[writhyv]

⋆｡°✩ screwin' that job

rushing to meet your ends and accumulating bills on top of other bills, your bestfriend sunghoon recommends you to his sister's cafe for a job that pays pretty well. between slinging lattes and bantering over burnt pastries, life feels somewhat manageable — until he walks in — a sharply dressed handsome stranger with such a tailored charm built for disarming smiles. your veins ignite like its struck with a triple espresso shot, heart drumming faster than the café’s indie playlist. suddenly, your tending apron feels like a straitjacket, and every customer except him blurs into static. how do you explain this dizzying pull?

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✦⋆˚ pairing — park jongseong x male!reader

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✦⋆˚ tags— male reader, jay x reader, smau / texting, strangers to lovers, cafe worker!reader, love at first sight, mostly fluff, more to come!

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✦⋆˚ warning + notes— use of male pronouns, has some implied relationships, swear words, innuendos, author's interpretation of the people in this fic might not reflect them irl, story update lengths may vary~

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✦⋆˚ got me shakin' : the full masterlist

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✦⋆˚ kai's notes — just a quick update but AAAA thanks for the support! really just wanted to write this small drabble out so let's see where YOU are headed next update loooool

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[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||A Spring break|| Closed drabble part 4

Hi there everyone, it's sinday again so.....I wanted to write another one for a friend of me. It's a chapter for the mini series A spring break: A cage to leash au sinday mini book series. This belongs to demon mun so it's credit to her. Here, it involves the crazy wild adventures but it's something else to say the least. So, I hope you like.

||Note||

If you wanna read the rest of the chapters, the links are down below:

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three (Bonus)

((Your reading chapter four))

||Chapter summary||

After Kisho and Megumi got caught by Yuji from their naughty hidden fun, he was now in the process of punishing them during their spring break. Yuji decided to punish them in the best way possible. So now, we go to see how he was going to punish Kisho this time given this was his idea. What will he do? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~BDSM is present in this drabble

~Heated moments will be seen in this

~Heavy strong Nsfw (Smut) will be present in this drabble. If you are under 18+ Do Not Read This. You were warned

~Breeding/mating or being in the heat of the moment will be heavily seen in this drabble

~Marking is spoken on in this drabble

((Guests in drabble))

Kisho Hashimoto belongs to and is from @chunibyo-x-sorcerer a side blog that belongs to @demon-blood-youths

Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro belongs to and is from JJK but their also my muses due to writing as them.

{{Note: This will have grammar mistakes and errors so it's not perfect but this was written for fun of course and for my friend. Warning, this is only for 18+ so don't read if you are not above 18. I Hope you dears like it.))

The next day came on their spring break, seeing the sun rising in the distance and things just starting a new day for many who was enjoying this. However, in one residence, someone was already up but he was happily just returning from a run during this morning.

"What a good run. This spring break is really turning out so much better." He laughed happily heading inside his place. He sees that everyone was all quiet and well for now. However, he was wondering about two other things.

His puppy and Birdy.

After that one night, Yuji already had some...punishments in place while knowing the two of them got some rest and after care from it but now, it was time for their punishments. He decided to go and get cleaned up after his run before checking on the two. He just hopes they behaved themselves while he was gone. He took a quick shower and got ready for his playdate with them.

He was done within a few moments before going to check on them in his 'Playroom'. A special room just for them to have but he still tends to play with them how he said to Kisho. But we will start simple. He goes to insert a key to unlock the door opening it. He slowly looks to see inside the room where it was pretty big and spacious. Heck, with the money of his big brother's business and other things you can say the Ryomen family was filthy rich.

Though, he was used to it when going inside and seeing the view in front of him. It even made him smile excited.

On the bed was his puppy, Megumi who was shaking flushed while slowly wearing a new leash and collar Yuji made custom for him. Even themed for him too. His body was twitching feeling something filling him up as he was quivering thanks to it. However, he was also having a cock ring on him since he looks pretty swollen. The tip slick while he felt it twitch.

He was flushed, drooling due to the view in front of him but as Yuji warned him he only told him this before he ran off for his run this morning.

'Be a good boy and keep Kisho busy for me. I'm still not happy that you lied to me but..I'll let it pass this once. I want you to be a good boy and play with him for me. Keep him excited and even if he begs to cum, he won't. The cock ring will keep him from letting it out. But just tease him a little if he's on the edge. I already got him tied down and blindfolded for you so he can't tell who you are. He'll think it's me playing with him. Oh, and the ear muffs are to stay on him...even if he begs you to...don't remove them till I return. If you behave yourself..I'll reward you...if not...you know the punishment.'

"......." Megumi remembers the orders he gave but he was shaking licking his lips seeing Kisho's reactions.

"Haaaaa....hhaaaaaa.....I..Itadori..s..sama...Itadori sama p..please....Please.....nmmmnmmmm..."

As for Kisho, as Yuji said he was laying there on his knees with his face resting on a pillow. He was not able to move, his body ached from the teasing and touching of someone. He figure it was Yuji since this morning he told him to not move before he got blindfolded. Even telling him he'll be here to play with him later. That was till he told Megumi to tease him a little as he went for his run. He thinks Yuji was playing with him but it's Megumi.

Megumi was panting already hard himself but he was behaving like a good boy for Yuji till he came back. Even if he opens Kisho's hole a bit seeing inside, he heard a squeak from him seeing him tightening suddenly around his fingers. Geez, was he really that aroused thanks to just some fingering? It even made the puppy hard but he couldn't cum. Not unless Yuji lets him.

He badly wanted to eat him out again, seeing how he was twitching and drooling on the bed right now really was inviting. He wanted to claim him so badly...but he was still punished. He even twitched humping a pillow he had to help with it a bit but that didn't do as much. He wanted to feel him around his cock again. The tight heat begging for him as he was hearing Kisho's moaning.

"*Gulps*.....Haaa.....hhaaaa...." He slowly stops his fingers to pull them out hearing the slickness to leave Kisho empty but he whimpers feeling the fingers stop.

"W..what is...hhhaaa...w..why did y..you st..stop?...mmm...I..Itadori?....hhaaaa....a...are you st..still there?..." he begs. "

"P..Please..i..it still itches...my whole body aches s..so badly...please i..itadori s..sama....hhaaaa pleaseeeeeee...' he begs bucking his hips a little while humping the sheets since Megumi was shaking seeing how lewd their Birdy was.

He was just begging for it!

Megumi was shaking as he reaches to almost start to remove the cock ring, something stops him to make him tense.

"Ah ah ah Puppy...what did I say..." a heated voice said making Megumi shake again. He knew that heated voice. He slowly looks to see Yuji had returned from his run.

"I..Itadori sama I...I can explain. I was just-"

"You...were going to disobey me again...you were going to take off the cock ring and pleasure him yourself. Again. Oh puppy. This is the second time you tried to do this. Didn't I tell you to be a good boy?" he asked yet Megumi was shaking whimpering as he was feeling Yuji petting his head softly while smiling.

"I...I'm s.s..sorry Itadori s..sama..I..I'm sorry...."

"Hmmm..I can see you are. Even down here, you look so hard right now.." Two fingers move to brush against his cock making Megumi jump. He whimpers leaning back against him that he sees Yuji even kiss his lips deeply while they were making out. He heavily kisses him back wanting relief. He needed it but Yuji keeps him where he was before feeling his tongue slip past his lips.

"Mfff!!!"

Yuji keeps hungrily kissing him before he then stops, seeing Kisho squirming again as he was whimpering with some tears. He felt so hard right now, even if he was aching to cum he couldn't relieve himself due to being tied up. Thinking, Yuji only smiled to see Megumi panting but whispers something in the puppy's ear.

"........." Flushed, he only nods to crawl over to Kisho once more with Yuji going on the other side to carefully remove the ear muffs from his head. KIsho could hear he thinks but he was still squirming on the bed wanting to be set free.

"Hello there Birdy. Seems like you need some help."

"!?" Right away, Kisho looks in Yuji's direction but he still couldn't see thanks to the blindfold. "I..Itadori s..sama?"

"Heh, hi there birdy. How do you feel? Still good right? I'm sorry that I had to put the ear muffs on you. I mean, you did disobey me again after the last few nights. But...I'm at least letting you have some release today right?" he pets his head even if Kisho whimpers again.

"I..I'm sorry I just...I felt really hot a..and I couldn't control myself..I n..needed..I wanted relief..e.ven when you b..been fingering m..me all morning..." he whines yet Yuji smiled petting his head that the hand moves to hold his chin.

"I know.....but it's your punishment remember? You and puppy still need to owe up to your little game so...how about we play one ourselves? To see if you are able to be a good boy.." he said yet Kisho blinks shaking.

"A...a game?"

"Yes...a guessing game. I'm curious if you can tell me and puppy apart so...we will start with that.....I'm sure it should be easy..you know us differently right?" he teased even moving his hand down to his back slowly hearing a weak moan from Kisho.

"Ahhhhh...I..Itadori s..sama...."

"But.." that's when he thrusts two fingers into him hearing Kisho yelp tensing again. "I have to be sure you can get it right. If you know us that well..this should be easy for you right?" he asked yet he was only shaking moaning out, drooling on the pillow.

"Ahhhh....ahhhh...nuggghhh..."

"Because if you guess wrong well you know the punishment....so do you understand?" he asked but Kisho didn't answer him due to being too lost in pleasure. "Kisho...."

"Mmmmmmm...." He was bucking his hips against Yuji's fingers inside of him again till he felt them stop that made Kisho squirm again whining.

"Answer me Kisho. Do you understand?" he asked.

"Haa...haaa..y..yes sir..I u...understand.." he said.

"Good boy..now.." Pulling his fingers out, Yuji already sees Kisho shaking that Yuji even looks to Megumi who was shaking.

"Then let the games begin..."

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Later that morning, Yuji was watching seeing Kisho in between his legs bobbing his head. He was having one hand on his head, feeling him moving while Megumi was eating him out as Yuji ordered. He wonders if Kisho was still thinking clearly. Being pleasured from behind and pleasuring whoever was in front of him. Thanks to the ear muffs he can't hear but when either one cums, he had to guess who he was pleasuring.

"Mffffmm....mmmmmmm......mmmmmm!!!" He twitched feeling his entrance twitching as whoever was behind him was keeping him open while feeling a tongue thrusting into him while fingers were thrusting in as well.

"MMMMM!!!"

Yuji panted loving the view but he keeps Kisho busy thrusting up into his mouth while he was clawing his thighs. "Haaaa...such a good birdy...naughty good bird." He growls as Kisho was whining already feeling his body at his limits but he was trying to be a good bird to play the game.

'My b..body is throbbing worse...even if whoever is thrusting into my mouth like this and the other eating me out..I..I have to guess right..o..or I'll..'

He was thinking this but felt the cock in his mouth throbbing as it swells up taking Kisho by surprise. "Mfffmmm!?!"

"Haaa....so f..fucking close.....it feels so good....You really are a good boy Kisho.." he groans even if Megumi was whimpering wanting to thrust into him but Yuji told him to behave and wait. Both were doming and pleasuring their bird, seeing his body coated in sweat and his own flushed pink. He was whimpering drooling around the cock in his mouth till he felt it quickening.

'W..who ever this is..his cock is filling up my mouth..I..I think he's going to cum..He's gonna cum...' he whines before feeling the bucks get a bit faster.

"I'm gonna cum Birdy...be sure you drink every bit." Yuji growls before he pushes KIsho's head down as he groans out suddenly cumming inside of his mouth.

Kisho screams around his cock, feeling something getting pumped into his throat and mouth but his hole tightens around Megumi's fingers as he panted seeing Kisho even dry cumming with his hips shaking from the violent orgasm. Yuji panted moaning mixed with growls feeling Kisho taking it all like a good boy. Even if Kisho was shaking feeling this he didn't pull back till it stopped.

'I..It's filling my mouth up..it's thick...r..really thick.....' he thought gulping it down shaking till he feels it slowly pulling out. Right away, he felt some hit his face as he gasps panting out slightly from the feeling. However, he felt something hit his cheek feeling something pulsing making him shake again.

He knew what to do, slowly parting his lips now licking whoever was in front of him clean. Yuji sees the hot view in front of him as their birdy was cleaning him off slowly with his tongue, feeling it throbbing thanks to those licks.

Megumi was holding his hips seeing him too dazed to move. His own cock in between his cheeks slowly grinding in between them. He wanted it. He needed Kisho so bad but he knew Yuji was letting him but not to push inside. Not till it was time for Kisho to guess who he was pleasuring in front of him. In a moment, he looks to carefully grip his chin and pull the earmuffs off slightly.

"Kisho...."

"........"

"I'm going to ask again.....who is pleasuring you right now from behind? Me....or Megumi?" he asked the question as Kisho was shaking licking against his cock even slowly.

"MMmmmmmm..."

"Kisho.." He swats his butt hearing the phoenix yelp to squeeze his cock but Yuji chuckled but he made sure not to be too close to Kisho's ear to see who was either behind or in front of him.

"Come on guess; who is pleasuring you from behind?" he asked again. Panting, Kisho tries to think of a answer even if his eyes are still blindfolded. He had to make his choice or he might get punished again for guessing wrong.

"I...nuggh..i..it's....." He begins bucking his hips back feeling who ever was thrusting in between his ass. It felt slick and it was just as hard and thick. "nhmmmmm!!"

"........"

"I....I..It's...hhaaa...i..is it you...I..Itadori sama?" he asked panting.

Yuji didn't respond but he slowly looks to Megumi who was shaking stopping the grinding to line up against his hole. "Are you sure that is your answer Birdy?"

"Y...Yes...i..is it you?" he asked shaking.

"I..Itadori s..sama? Did I guess r..right? Is that yo-" Suddenly Megumi slams deeply into him filling him up. Kisho's screams of pleasure was loud in the room that he grips the sheets quickly letting Yuji's cock go. Even with him, Megumi hisses loving how hot and tight he felt around him. It was way too long for this!

"I..Itadori s..sama....." he moans but Kisho shook more.

"............" he said nothing but Kisho was shaking crying through the blindfold while he was trying to move from Megumi but he pulls him back now starting to snap his hips down making Kisho scream out in pleasure.

"AHHH!!!"

"W..wait Itad-" He then felt the ear muffs back on his head again as he shook. "Haaaa!!!!"

"Seems we will have to punish him again, Puppy. I thought he would have known by now but I guess not.....I'll let you enjoy this puppy so make him scream for me hmm?" he said. He saw Megumi moaning slamming his hips down harder as Kisho moans screaming out in pleasure.

"AAHH!! AHHHH!!! F..FUCKKKK!! FUCK M..MEEEEE!!! PLEASE IT'S S..SO ROUGH!!" He moans twitching as Megumi was keeping a good firm grip around Kisho's waist he wasn't going to ease or let him go.

"Haaaa...hhaaaaaa......H..Hashimoto...Hashimoto f..feels so good...he's heating up around m..me again..he feels so good!" He moans still slamming his hips even with Yuji smiling seeing Kisho taking the puppy.

"I..Itadori s..sama!!! Please s..slow down y..you'll b..break me if you don't slow d..down!" he begs ripping the sheets but Megumi panted even laying on his back still slamming his hips down. He even screams feeling Megumi's breath on his neck while licking at the nap of it. He had no idea it was Megumi since Yuji didn't let him answer but keeping him guessing is just as fun.

"Itadori sama!!!!!!!"

"Haaaa...it feels so good..I don't wanna stop..I can't stop....Please tighten up a little more..I wanna feel you squeezing me.." he moans in pleasure now almost breeding Kisho who was screaming and drooling. His head leaning back into Megumi's shoulder as he was keeping him down on the bed breeding him.

"Mmmmmmmm!! ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!.."

"Well, seems like the two of you really are losing yourselves how cute..." Yuji chuckled yet he admires how rough Megumi was with him. He wouldn't stop and his movements was making the bed shift.

All Kisho could see is white as his spot was teased and punished by Megumi who he thinks is Yuji. He was holding him down not easing up yet he was screaming out whimpering out wanting more.

'He's gonna break me! He's gonna b..break me yet..I..I crave for this....I don't know if I guessed right or wrong...the pleasure i..is gonna mess with my head..' he groans in thought yet Megumi only adjusted himself as he was quickening his hips making KIsho moan again.

"OOOOOO!!!!"

"Haaaa..it's getting hot Itadori s..sama..he's tightening and h..heating up. It's like I'm gonna melt inside of him!" he moans yet Yuji smiled going over to look at him.

"Then why not savor it? Let him have it Megumi..I know you want to punish him Yeah? I bet he feels really good...doesn't he?" he teased.

"Y..Yes...Yes oh fuck yes he f..feels good...I can't stop my hips....I want to eat him up.....make him mine over and over again.." He panted yet his eyes glowed loving the heat around him. Even if Kisho was feeling his body pulled back more, he was trying to escape from the harsh thrusting.

That is till Megumi pulls him back quickening his hips even harder. "Ahhhh w..w..wait wait wait wait! S..slow down! Not so fast!" he moans out but Megumi didn't stop going faster and faster.

"Haaa...haaaaa....hhaaaaa..."

"That's it..good puppy..make him feel every bit of you..don't ease up.." Yuji whispered against his ear as Megumi was shaking. "Make him scream Megumi....don't let him get away....." he said even biting his ear making Megumi tense shaking.

"Go on...let me see you fill him up till he's cumming puppy.." he orders as Kisho was shaking now close to ripping the sheets.

"Itadori sama!!! I..I can't take anymore!! I..I'm gonna cum!! I'm gonna cum!!!!!" he screams throwing his head back showing his tongue a little till Megumi panting quickening his thrusts rougher till he snaps his hips down hard to pin him to the bed.

"Nuggh!!!" Suddenly, he cums filling Kisho up with his cum as Kisho moans ripping the sheets while bucking his hips already feeling his body dry orgasm but nothing came out thanks to the cock ring.

"C...cumming..I..I'm cumming cumming..cu..cumming.." he moans shaking. Megumi panted drooling himself, his skin was coated in some sweat but he grinds against him filling him up more and more that he didn't wanna let him go. Yuji was excited again stroking his own cock watching this but he only looks to Megumi who was panting now grinding against him hearing Kisho whining.

"M....mmmm......." He feels that but as he was about to speak, he feels Yuji pet his head but he looks getting kissed by him. The two share a heated slow kiss while Kisho was twitching under Megumi right now. He was clenching down on him making Megumi moan in the kiss. This makes Yuji break it to chuckle.

"Seems like he is up for more...here, lets switch, maybe he might guess this right..." teasing, he was even fingering Megumi who shivers, slowly pulling his hips back as his cock not wanting to pull out comes out showing cum dripping down. Kisho falls on the bed twitching as he was gasping out in a shaky tone till Megumi sees Yuji reaching for him.

He tense seeing Yuji's cock throb and pulse swelling up now pulling Kisho up to hold in his arms. He begins releasing him from the ropes then reties his wrists together while lifting up his legs spreading him open for Megumi to see.

"!?" Kisho tenses feeling this but he shook feeling he was being held up by someone. He felt something poking him down there as he was squirming in the hold. "W..wait...I..Is this Fushiguro s..sama n..now?" he answers this time yet Yuji laughed hearing another wrong answer. It was like he was getting lost to the pleasure or he was doing this on purpose.

Licking his lips, he relaxed against the bed board with a pillow but he made sure Megumi saw this. The tip slowly easing against the birdy's greedy hole.

"F..Fushi-AHH!" Yuji slams Kisho down hard taking him fully that Kisho cums again showing the tip even more wet but the cock ring wouldn't let him!!! Squirming, Kisho was shaking drooling as he was held up by his legs in someone's grip.

"C....cock r..ring..p..please the cockring. Take it off..I wanna cum..I wanna cum!!" he begs but Yuji only adjusted himself before suddenly slamming up into him while Kisho screams throwing his head back as he was held up.

"Ahhh!! Ahhh!! Ahhhhh!!! N..No w..wait!! Please F..fushiguro s..sama! M..My hole i.....is sensitive!!!" he moans even if he was still getting it wrong not knowing it was Yuji now fucking him. He only feels Kisho tighten that he was pounding away up into him as Kisho screams moaning for him. He only drools leaning his head back while feeling the rough pounding quicken too suddenly that Kisho was leaning back screaming in the room with pleasure.

"K..KIsho.." Megumi even was stroking himself in a daze wanting him again but he had to wait his turn. Itadori sama was having his fun now and as a good boy he had to wait.

"Ahh....haaaa....hhaaaa....ahhhh....Ahhhh...Ah ah ah ah haa ha ah!.." He felt him going faster bouncing a little but then he slows down thrusting deep as Kisho was hearing the wet claps of skin, tightening around him as he was gasping out.

"Ahhh..ahhhhh...Nugghhh..n.nmmmm...hhhnnnnnn......" he feels his body bouncing fast gasping rapidly but moans weakly when he slows down making him take everything.

"Ahh..ahhh..ah ahah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!! AH AH AHHHHH AHHH HHAAAAA!"

'I..My head....my body....b..burning..my body is burning...I can't stop my voice.....' Kisho was twitching even behind the blindfold his eyes were glowing pink already gritting his teeth drooling worse as he was moaning like crazy.

Even with Yuji getting aroused seeing how out of it he was, he really was a sight. Even Megumi was shaking squeezing his hand stroking himself as Kisho was moaning out.

"What a sight isn't is puppy...he's so cute. He's already trying to suck me in....he's so naughty isn't he puppy..." Yuji said that he quickens his hips hearing Kisho moaning out loudly like a girl even with his toes curled up, his wrists pressed against his chest while leaning his head back.

"He is really enjoying this. Feeling his whole body aching each time I thrust *Heard a weaker moan* into him. He is really getting addictive to this isn't his puppy?" he said while thrusting up his hips while Kisho was screaming. "I bet I can make him cum over and over and over again while he is aching for it..." he said.

"........."

KIsho was trying to stop his voice biting down on his bottom lip that Yuji heard only to notice. Oh no, that won't do. He then suddenly lays him down to flip him on his back startling Kisho then feels him start pounding down making KIsho grit his teeth even worse.

'Don't hold that voice back......I don't want you to hide that voice from me, birdy..' he thought to rapidly slam his hips down that he was teasing him as Kisho screams parting his lips with his legs quivering and throwing his head back into the bed showing Megumi his face.

"Ahhhhhh ahhhh!!!! D..Deep...t..too deep....f..fuck..It's too deep!!" he moans while feeling the bed moving thanks to this. Yuji grunts while teasing him with slow thrusts and rapid fast thrusts as he was crying out turning his head to the side but Megumi gulps already feeling himself fingering his own hole again.

He was screaming and moaning hearing the patter of skin, his nipples hard that he suddenly feels something wet rub against his nipples making Kisho moan out worse for him.

"Mmmm..mmmmmm..hmmmmmm...mmmhnnnn......" his own nipples being touched and pulled. He yelps feeling that but twitched only for him to tighten again but was crying.

"P..Please!! Please please l..let m..me cum!! Let me cum!!!!" he begs while shaking under Yuji. "I can't take t..this any more! My b..body..My mind is b..b...breaking! I'm breaking!!" he moans but Yuji panted still slamming down that the bedboard slams against the wall taking the monster thrusts the Tiger was given that his own eyes were glowing in arousal.

"I bet it is..too bad you can't even hear who is pleasuring you..but that makes it fun.....Maybe I should let him cum..should I Megumi?" he asked as Megumi was shaking.

"I.......I.."

"Tell me; should I let our birdy cum?" he asked now seeing Kisho moaning out twitching. He bet his eyes were glossed over thanks to this that Kisho was gripping the bed.

However, Megumi shakes to slowly give a nod. Seeing this, Yuji smirked to slip his hand in between them and goes to remove the cock ring. Kisho gasped but felt that before moaning out.

"Alright birdy...go ahead and cum..let see him cum.." Yuji said now pounding away while Kisho cries out drooling arching his back.

"Ahhhhh! I..It's gone! I...I can't...nuggghhh.....hhaaaaaa.." He knew he was too dangerously close but he was shaking worse.

"Ahhhhhh!!! I..I'm gonna c..cummmmm!!!" he screams that Yuji snaps his hips down hard that Kisho screams arching his back. "CUMMING!!!!"

Megumi tense seeing some white come out in between them. Kisho twitched from the hard orgasm but he was not able to stop cumming as Yuji groans filling him up as well. He was claming down so hard around him, he was milking him.

Even with this, Megumi even came while some hits Kisho's face blushing. The three were panting heavily but Yuji only laughed seeing this that he was only grinding into him again hearing a kiss from the bird.

"Even after he came twice, he's still so damn tight.....heh, this game is so much fun isn't it puppy?" he said yet Megumi shook now panting.

"Y..Yes........"

"Though..I bet your aroused again thanks to that....." he saw Megumi shaking crawling over to him but Yuji gives him a kiss while Megumi returns it.

"Haaa....I..Itadori s..sama...c..can I have him a..again?" he asked but Yuji looks to him while gripping his hair a bit.

"Not yet...I want my turn with you this time...but lets have him hear our game hmm?..."

He saw Megumi shaking but he knew it was true. Kisho got most of them wrong but..a punish is a punishment.

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Kisho was now tied down again but he was bucking his hips on some thick dildo whimpering due to hearing he got only two right out of the many rounds they played. His punishment was to listen to Yuji claiming Megumi as his own. His moans were heavy in the room but Kisho was shaking where he sits. He was free from the ropes but he was chained by the collar on the bed shaking. He could hear the moans from Megumi and hungry ones from Yuji.

"Haaa...haaaaaaa..." he wanted them again so badly. He wanted them to pleasure him but Kisho was being punished.

"I..Itadori s..s..sama....Fushiguro s..sama...p..please...I..I want to play too.." he begs for Yuji to smirk keeping a dazed out Megumi down as he was holding onto him.

"Sorry Kisho....you have to be punished for not getting enough right answers....maybe this time it will show you to be good....." he teased. "So you have to be a good bird..and enjoy the show...well..hearing it that is." he said but Megumi was panting crying as he was bouncing on his lap wanting it.

"Haaa...hhaaaa......" He was too lost wanting to stop but he was still wearing his collar bouncing on his lap. "I..itadori s..sama..." he moans loving it. However, Kisho shook only for Yuji to smile.

"Don't worry Kisho...we still have a long spring break...for now, you enjoy and relax...I'll play with you again after I'm down with puppy..and next time.." He chuckled sending goosebumps down his spin.

"I'll be sure your screaming my name.." he said only for Kisho to gulp shaking again. For now, he had to endure his punishment for losing the game though, it leaves him wondering of the next games and punishments he'll do.

For now........he had to endure.

[sucrosette]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

28, 32 if you count the MCU fics I am not particularly proud of. But some people seem to like them, so they stay.

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

266,092 - I probably have a good 50k+ in sitting in my wips.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Genshin Impact, BSD, VLD (but only klance), the Wolfstar corner of HP, and BNHA. Also, I'm planning to write for Carry On for Carry On Countdown this year. At some point I’d like to write for kingdom hearts and sk8. (Previously MCU but as mentioned that's been long abandoned.)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Whoops, There Goes My Heart (T, 38.4k)

Iced Coffee is Not Supposed to be Spicy (E, 11.1k)

He Makes Me Bloom (E, 30.5k)

Rosé & Bubblegum (E, 11.3k)

Make This Home Yours (E, 10.8k)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I like engaging with my readers, sometimes I'm just very slow. Or like in the context of a wip, I don't always respond until I'm ready to post the next chapter. Which can be very quick or very slow, depending.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

If Love Was Labeled Poison (E), definitely, easily, by a mile. It's a wip, but it was originally written as just this first chapter. And its ending is heartbreaking. And it's still not gonna be the happiest ending when I post the following two either.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my fics have happy endings, so just a fic that's extremely precious to me in its healing feelings: and it was enough (T)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I wouldn't call it hate. There have been a couple weird comments I've deleted since entering VLD's fandom space about headcanons but I don't think it's hate. Just people being kind of asses. And in general it doesn't bother me, most of the comments I get are glowing.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

So much smut. Very kinky, queer smut. No one is hetero and no one is cis. I generally try and tag dynamics and kinks used though so no one gets jump scared.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No. I mean, I've thought about it, but in the end, I just end up pulling elements from what would be the borrowed setting for the characters I want to write for. I'm not generally the sort who would dabble in crossover character interactions for longfic. Maybe in a silly drabble, if someone requested some of my favs.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, but I'm unsure if those translations are still available somewhere.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away, before the time of ao3. But not since. I do have a couple ideas with one of my partners that we might hash out eventually.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Honestly? I love all my ships, I couldn't exactly rank them and it depends entirely on my mood. But, if there's one ship I'll always come back to, it's probably tddk, it's my comfort ship, they're always there for me. I have written exactly one fic, but they mean a lot to me. I'm going to write them more. (On that note, please give The Tea Shoppe at the End of Time (T) some love).

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I don't think I have one. I know I have some old wips, but I do plan to go back and polish them up and finish them out.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'd say... probably emotionally evocative imagery and metaphor, I think? I'm very much a smut author, but I think my imagery deserves note. Probably also snarky dialogue I love me some snarky ships.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Fight scenes. Yep. Fight scenes.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I like it, I support it, sometimes I do it. It can feel very intimate, but I try and have a native speaker double check my work, and always leave translation notes for my readers.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Oh, if we reach way back when... Probably Yuyu Hakusho or One Piece. But who knows where those ran off to. It was before ao3 times. I wasn't even an adult.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

To be honest, I can't really pick a favorite. But if I had to pick a writing I've done I think people should read (that I haven't already mentioned) I present Pettiness in Portraiture (E). Mind the tags, it's fucking rough.

[starcrossedreaders]

So, just saw you posted the fic i requested THANKS!!! can you maybe write one where Leon has just woken up and his pants a hanging low light just below his hips and we can see his HAPPY TRAIL!? and he just get worshipped by his wife (me🙄🫶) and he doesn’t under stand why she finds it so attractive 😍 please and thank you

Author's note: I LOVE THIS SM OMGG this is just a cute lil drabble Thank you for your requests THEY ARE SO GOOD!

Warnings: Just some sexual tension, reader worshipping Leon (AS WE SHOULD), nothing else

Nothing beats a Sunday afternoon nap with your husband. The house is clean, groceries are put away, and the lawn is mowed. You guys clearly deserve to nap for being such well-functioning adults.

The afterglow of the sun shone through the curtains as you began to cook dinner. The meat sizzled in the pan as you stirred the pasta right next to it. Humming to your favorite song and swaying your hips, you failed to notice your Husband standing at the bottom of the stairs.

Leon's smile was bright as he watched you sway around in the kitchen. His t-shirt hung low on your body, just enough to cover your butt. His sleeve shrugged off your shoulder but clearly, you could care less. The sight made his heart swell, the heavy metal on his finger reminded him of every reason he asked you to marry him.

Leon took the last step down as he yawned and scratched his chest, "Hmm what are you making, it smells good," His words were mumbled.

When you looked over you were met with a sight that left your knees weak and thighs clenching. Leon's hair was tussled around from his nap. His abs were glistening with a slight layer of sweat and his gray sweatpants hung low on his hips. His happy trail led to heaven on earth. You couldn't help but gawk and fantasize about taking his pants off.

Leon started to walk over to you but you were quick to stop him. You were quick to drop the spatula and put your hands up. "STOP! Don't move baby, please"

Gods you really wanted to trail your hands down his body as you slowly pulled his sweats down.

Leon froze in place as he raised a brow. "....Why?"

Dumbfounded you put your hands down. "What do you mean why? Look at you, you're so fucking hot," You walked up to Leon and wrapped your arms around his neck.

Raising on your tippy toes you placed a kiss on his lips. Pulling back from the kiss you slowly trailed your hands down his chest to his stomach. Leon grabbed your wrist before you could go any lower. Frowning slightly you pouted.

Leon could only laugh, "What has gotten in you baby, did you forget why we were napping in the first place," Leon laced your fingers together as he leaned down to kiss your nose.

"Did you forget how hot you are, like look at you!" You unlaced your fingers and trailed his v-line.

"This beautiful V-line," You moved your hands up to trace his abs. "Or your delicious abs," Moving one hand down you trailed up Leon's happy trail with your pointer finger. "And how could I forget the best part, your happy trail,"

"My...happy trail?" Leon sounded so confused.

"Yes! Your happy trail," Leon could only shake his head and scoff. He grabbed your hand and placed a chaste kiss on your palm.

"How does a small line of hair turn you on? That makes no sense to me," Leon was genuinely curious. Normally he was fond of shaving it off thinking thats what you liked. Clearly, his thinking was wrong.

"hmm...think of like a trail to heaven,"

"A trail to heaven hmm," You only hummed in response as you nodded your head.

"Well, I guess I should stop shaving it then huh?"

"Yes, please, I get so sad when you shave it," Leon laughed as he shook his head.

Taking a step forward he wrapped his arms around your shoulders leaving a kiss on the crown of your head. Wrapping your arms around him you laid your head on his chest listening to the rumble of his words as he spoke. "Then I'll stop I promise....I love you,"

Your words came out muffled. "I love you too,"

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Taglist: @hermizery @alewesker @ballorawan740 @lastaceylia00 @chunnies

[amaya-writes]

Hello! As I asked on a comment, could you do a sequel of "they thought you cheated" with "whey discover they were wrong?" Or something like that, with the setters realising you never cheated and they were wrong about you? How would they try to make amend?

INSTALLATION 4 FOR DATING THE SETTER’S ASK GAME

Note: this is like a part 2 to day four but where they realise they were wrong. I know I originally wrote headcanons for all of these but I ended up writing a drabble for some of them. Also, Kenma's was sad 😭 I'm sorry I just couldn't help it.

Characters involved: Sugawara Koushi, Kenma Kozume, Kageyama Tobio, Oikawa Toru, Miya Atsumu, Akaashi Keiji

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Sugawara Koushi

As I said in the previous part he would seek you out before jumping to conclusions. So he's quick to apologise when he finds out you actually didn't cheat.

"Sorry baby, what can I do to make it up to you?"

He heavily believes in talking things out so Sugawara will probably have a stay at home dinner date with you where he explains why he thought you were cheating and the two of you come to an understanding.

Feels very guilty about it and you can tell by his actions and the way he's super sweet to you.

Sugawara just feels like he betrayed your trust by ever doubting you.

Kenma Kozume

We need to talk.

The text had been flashing up at him from his phone screen for the past twenty minutes, ever since he had come to the school roof just like you had asked.

What Kenma hadn't expected was for you to show up with Lev of all people.

"What is he doing here?"

Usually, Kenma wouldn't be so spiteful towards his teammate, especially not when Lev had been nothing but nice to him during volleyball.

But it was his niceness that was the real problem to Kenma. After all, why else would you be so close to Lev if it wasn't because you were cheating?

"Did you really ask Lev if I was cheating on you with him?"

You seemed betrayed as you asked the question, with your broken voice and sunken face making Kenma second-guess his conclusions for the first time that week.

"Yes."

"And?"

Kenma felt his own gaze sink to the ground as he repeated what Lev had said to him the previous day. Something he refused to believe until it was too late.

"Lev said I should be grateful I have a partner who is so nice and loves me completely and should spend time with you rather than suspecting you other I'll make our relationship self destruct."

The roof remained silent for a second.

Kenma only realised Lev had left once he saw your familiar shoes come into his line of sight, which made him once again look up to meet your gaze.

"We need a break, Ken."

"What? Why?"

He usually wasn't one to be emotional, but Kenma couldn't help the panic that seeped into his voice at your words.

"I need to figure out what I feel about this."

You left before he could say anything more, leaving Kenma alone on the rooftop to contemplate his actions.

Maybe it was true what Lev said. Maybe Kenma didn't need anyone else to destroy your relationship for him. After all, he already did that by himself.

Kageyama Tobio

"No."

All the fight in his body seemed to leave him the second you said that word.

When Kageyama had come to the back of the school to confront you he had done so with the will to make you feel just as bad as he did, to make you realise what exactly you had lost in your quest to be with someone else.

Kageyama wanted to break your heart like you did his. But that was hard to do when you never cheated in the first place.

He didn't bother speaking much after that, choosing to sink to the ground and fiddle with the blades of grass under him as he contemplated what to do next.

You didn't cheat, but that still didn't fix things. He had been quick to doubt you, and now that he realised he was the wrong one, Kageyama had to find a way to fix it.

"Come here."

The fact that he had nearly lost you didn't quite hit him until Kageyama felt you in his arms again, but this time, he was determined to never let go.

"I'm sorry."

It wasn't enough, Kageyama had still betrayed your trust by doubting you that way, but for now, as the two of you sat on the grass in each other's arms again, it was enough to bring back a sense of normalcy to your relationship.

Which was exactly what Kageyama needed in order to fix things.

Oikawa Toru

Oikawa felt like shit.

He had walked away. He hadn't even given you a chance to explain before leaving you behind.

Oikawa had let his insecurities get the better of him and painted a picture in his mind that was never really there, and now he would pay the price.

He could hear your sobs even before he opened the door, with the sound making his heart shatter when he realised he was the reason behind your sorrow.

However, this time when he saw you sitting with Mattsun in the locker room Oikawa didn't feel his familiar sense of anger and jealousy, but cold hard guilt.

The kind that had him bowing his head and silently asking for Mattsun to leave so he could fix things. That was, of course, if you wanted them fixed.

Oikawa had never felt more relieved than he did with you back in his arms again.

All wasn't forgiven. You were still upset and angry and ready to take out your emotions on him, giving him a taste of his own medicine, but Oikawa was prepared to face whatever punishment you gave him.

He just hoped he didn't lose you to his insecurities.

Miya Atsumu

Atsumu was angry. Actually, he was furious.

But this time his emotions were directed at himself rather than you.

He had let what other people said get to him. Had allowed himself to believe that you just dated him for the five seconds of fame and really liked Suna or Kita or any of the other members of the team you seemed close to.

Atsumu felt furious at his sheer stupidity, but above all, he felt remorseful.

"I'm sorry. I let what they said get to me."

Somehow, Atsumu felt worse than he had before when he felt your arms wrap around him. The way you were understanding, so sweet and willing to forgive, it was enough to worsen his guilt.

But this time Atsumu wouldn't let his feelings or other peoples' words get in the way. This time, he would make it up to you, and stay by your side.

You might have forgiven him easily, but Atsumu wouldn't allow himself to feel better until he forgave himself. And he knew just what to do to make things better.

Akaashi Keiji

Akaashi knew his worth, but he also knew yours.

He knew that he was wrong the second he called you to his house and asked you why you cheated. He knew that he would lose you the moment he realised you felt and looked just as betrayed as he had.

Akaashi knew he had messed up. He just wished you would give him a chance to make it up to you.

Ever since the two of you had gotten together he had felt a sense of happiness take over, one that allowed him to feel content with himself and his life.

He liked you, he truly liked you a lot. Akaashi even thought somewhere down the line he would come to love you.

He just hoped that you would give him the second chance to do that. That you had simply walked out of his door and hadn't taken the initiative to walk out of his life.

Akaashi was wrong, but he would be damned if he didn't do everything in his power to make things right.

[hauntedwitch04]

Hiii hope you're all good, happy to have you back! 🥰Sooo, I was thinking a fluffy fic with 59, adult nyx that is, reader just started her apprenticeship near madja and caught the eye of nyx, and nyx asks her out?

Hope you"ll like this onee😘

Author's note: Hi love! I'm so sorry, but I really had an hard time at school and I couldn't write your request, and I think neither I'll this week. I'm so sorry, hope you enjoy this drabble, I totally loved your idea, it's just so great! Have a good day love!

p.s I know I said that I wouldn’t post this week, but I needed to take a break form study (and my family) so here I am! Hope you enjoy!

Themed masterlist I Themed Day I Taglist I Fluffy Friday

"Wanna, like- I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?“

After many years as a healer, Madja finally has to take some time off to be with her family. Before taking this break, however, she decided to take a girl and teach her the trade, telling her all the tricks and everything she needs to know about herbs and medicines. Y/N was excited, to say the least, to be chosen by her as her apprentice when her mom, also a healer had told her so. She has been following her everywhere for a few months now, learning everything she can learn, and today as is often the case they found themselves summoned by the High Lord. 

"What's going on today Rhysand, did Azriel break his hand again? Or did Cassian break his nose again, because he broke Azriel's hand?" The bored old healer asks as she looks at the High Lord, who smiles amusedly as he looks at his son. 

"Actually this time it's Nyx again, he seems to be hurting something after our last training, and we don't quite understand what it is." 

Madja nods and pays a quick visit to the boy, who actually stays staring the whole time at the girl in the corner who is attentively watching her teacher trying to understand and learn. Rhysand smiles to see the enamored look on his son's face. 

"I think I understand what you did. You pulled your shoulder muscle. Take off your shirt, and Y/N will bandage your shoulder so that as early as tomorrow it won't hurt anymore." He nods, as he hears Madja talking to the girl explaining what to do. He blushes as he takes off his shirt, remaining shirtless in front of the girl he likes. Nyx can't even hear the pathetic excuse his father makes up to get Madja out of the room, to leave him alone with her, as he had asked him to do earlier. 

He only realizes he's alone with her when he looks up and sees her next to him. Immediately he feels her cheeks become warm as her expert hands wrap a bandage around his shoulder. Nyx stays looking at her without really understanding how that girl has bewitched him, to the point that he can't think of anything else but her, her hair, her eyes, her smile. 

It had all started some time before, when she had begun to come with Madja to take care of his relatives, and slowly he had fallen madly in love with her, without almost speaking to her. 

Then without realizing it, the boy awkwardly asks her something. 

"Wanna, like- I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?“ She looks into his eyes and blushes, before smiling. 

"I thought you were going to tell me I had something on my face from the way you were staring at me." Nyx immediately blushes and apologizes for making her feel uncomfortable, cursing himself for being so awkward. 

"Don't worry, it's nothing." She says, putting her things away and heading for the exit. "And as for your question, I'm free tomorrow morning, my favorite coffee shop is the one on the corner of the Rainbow, shall we make it at ten o'clock?" She asks with a smile. He nods repeatedly, almost hurting his neck, before squealing in delight once she had closed the door to the room behind her after leaving. 

Taglist 

• @winchestersgirl222 • @nothingimportentreally • @duda • @itsmeseph

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Behind the Keyboard Volume 37

Behind the Keyboard is a series of interviews with different Schitt’s Creek fanfic authors. The series will last as long as there is interest (from authors) and capacity (from me). If you are an author from the Schitt’s Creek fandom who would like to participate, send a DM to this account.  

Each author was given ten questions. The first five questions are the same for every author, the last five will vary.

If you'd like to do an interview, let me know!

Let’s meet our next author:

@demora00 / Demora00

How many fics have you written?

I have 16 published fics. A few for SC aren’t published anywhere and many more for other fandoms have died with ancient websites or disappeared the way physical notebooks have a way of during various moves.

When did you publish your first fic on AO3?

January 7th, 2022

Describe your writing process from “Oh, I have an idea” to pushing publish on AO3. 

First thing, if it’s a line, or a quote, or a picture, I’ll open my prompt folder and just stick it in there to marinate and come back to when I know how to use it. 

A few times, I’ve been lucky enough to go “oh wait” and open a brand new doc right away and just start writing. Sometimes I’ll take voice notes or send voice memos to friends if I’m driving and tag them #carthoughts for quick reference. 

I rarely write in order. Most of the time, I'll start a scene, get stuck but know how I want another to go, so I'll swap. More often than not there's some frankensteining. I'll moan and whine about it to @doug-judys-blog or Trickiwoo about it throughout. I know it's finished when I've edited it so much I hate it. Finally one or both of them will beta. @doug-judys-blog is the best cheerleader I could have dreamed of. They always know how to get me out of a "no words just vibes" spiral.

Tell me about your most recent fic? What do you love about it? Is there anything you think you could have done better?

The last fic I wrote that wasn’t a drabble was about selective mutism. [Some things I still can't tel you] It’s a physical manifestation of anxiety that isn’t often spoken about except as a trauma response and I feel like I managed to capture all the other little things that come along with it in a very tangible way.  I love that Patrick, who is still a person used to struggling in private with so many things, can trust David and show vulnerability without it being a stress point for their relationship. There's something really soft about that kind of trust that ultimately very romantic to me.

What advice would you give to someone who’s thinking about publishing their fic for the first time?

Do it. Get a beta. Get a cheerleader. (One can do both!) Hell, ask that compatible weirdo you kinda sorta vibe with in that fandom space to be a sounding board. Our fandom is so welcoming and talented, there's always someone willing to help.

In your mind, what’s the most important element of good writing?

I need writing to make me feel things otherwise what’s the point? I don't mean 'tear out my heart' intensity every time, but if the writing doesn't evoke something for me, I'll be hard pressed to keep reading. 

Tell me about a story that you wish you could write but that you’re not quite ready to tackle.

The last night Ted and Alexis have together and the aftermath of that. Really deep dive into Alexis' feels and sit with it for a while. It's somehow more tragic because we as the audience know that they are incompatible, but the love they have is real. But sometimes love isn't enough, and it's a real sign of growth for both of them, if a tragic way of doing it. 

Weirdest thing you’ve googled as research for a story?

Cowboy and rodeo terms. I don’t know that that’s weird in and of itself, but the reasons for the research were unorthodox.

Outlines - yes or no?

Yes, if not in a classic way. I usually do just point forms and terrible broken sentences, vibes, placeholders with attached comments and that works just fine. Sometimes whole conversations that need to happen but I don’t know quite where to put yet.

Tell me about your current WIP if you have one.

I have a few I’m working on and flip between as my attention span wanes, but I’m most involved in my first long fic. I don't want to give too much away, but it's a cerebral sci-fi mystery with Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind vibes. I started working on it a few weeks ago and it's taken over. It's completely different than anything I've done so I'm quite nervous about it, but I've been reassured it could be as amazing as I see it in my head. I’ve already written myself into and out of a corner, so you could say it’s going well lol.

[pebblysand]

Hey!!! I’m here to contribute my theory on who the killer is but I’ll remain on anon so another person can have the chance to win the Drabble topic. I know whatever you write will be phenomenal and I’ll defs be reading.

I wrote a comment a while ago on chapter 9 saying I thought it was Pomfrey or McGonagall. Mainly I think that Ginny asking for birth control is a major clue that something was up. Given that Hinny was the most talked about couple the previous year and Ginny being so quick to say it was Neville makes it obvious imo.

However, you wrote a post maybe a week ago saying you don’t think that Mcgonagall knew what was going on and it completely threw me. You replied to the comment on the fanfic saying that one of our guesses was right so for about an hour I assumed it was Draco (mainly because I don’t think Hannah would kill anyone).

Now I think you wrote that post just to confuse us and I’m right back on the Mcgonagall train. There are sooo many clues. So here are my main arguments;

- Ginny said Mcgonagall was watching her like a hawk (knew she was getting more detentions than the rest of the school).

- McGonagall publicly threatened to kill Snape after Ginny was tortured in front of the school (need I say more?).

- Can’t remember much of this but didn’t McGonagall direct a student to take Amycus to the dungeons? (Knew where he was during the battle)

- Hermione mentioned that Ginny was failing all her classes (why hasn’t she been pulled out of school? Why hasn’t she notified her parents?)

- Also worth mentioning Ginny’s bad publicity in the media. (Wouldn’t that effect the schools reputation?)

Anyway that’s my main points. There’s probably more but I can’t think right now. if you hadn’t of said one of us was right, my other guesses would’ve been Snape, or Alectro for the drama.

I just want this post as evidence if I’m right and I can gloat to myself. Can’t wait for the next chapter!!! I’m assuming we find out?

oh anon! i'm so sorry you were wrong! this was a great theory!

spoilers for chapter 13 of castles under the cut

now, re:mcgonagall, this will be partially addressed in the next chapters (either 14 or 15 - i'm probably going to split 14 in half cause it's also a million words *sigh*) but i did tell the truth when i said i don't think she knows. or, more like, she knew without knowing, if that makes sense:

she knew that ginny was being targeted and in detention more than anyone else

she knew about pansy

she's an intelligent woman who knows that sexual abuse is a thing

yet, she didn't know. i think - as i said before - it's one of those situations where you know something, deep down, but the voice in your brain says: "no, that can't be." so, you try to find every excuse under the sun to rationalise it, because it's too horrible to comprehend. and, i think she rationalised by telling herself the situation with pansy was different. she's 1) not a minor and 2) in the death eater circles. i think mcgonagall thought: this is awful and disgusting and abusive, but pansy was willing, if that makes sense. and, she heard rumours, and saw the way amycus was looking at girls, but she just didn't want to believe it/see it. i think if she had known about ginny, she would have drawn the line there and told molly, sent ginny home. but i think she had some doubts and just... dismissed them. because it was too horrid to believe. sometimes, you just don't see what's right in front of your eyes.

(as a side note: this is particularly real in my head cause like - the sexual abuse of ginny in some form or other was always So Obvious to me. Because, i've said it a thousand times before but i'll say it louder: sex is a weapon of war. and i always believed something had happened. like, yes, the whole specific plot in castles is *a* version of it, of course, and i wanted to write it like that specifically for Reasons but generally - it's always been So Obvious to me that she would have been targeted somehow. she was harry's girlfriend! of course, they would have gone for that in some way, shape or form. we can have debates about whether or not she was raped or just humiliated, and who did it or whatever but god, i remember being 13 and reading dh for the first time and thinking about it. i remember being 17 and thinking about it. it's always been in the back of my mind, even though it didn't always take the specific form it took in castles.

and yet, i get so many comments, all the time to this day, telling me i'm crazy for even thinking it. it's crazy. it's horrible. it would never have happened. and, i get it. it's horrible. sure. and so... mcgonagall thinks so too, lol. mcgonagall is a bit of a vessel for everyone in my comment section who aren't... as bitter about the state of the world as i am, lol)

the reason i went with this version of events in castles is that in canon, you already have to reckon with the fact that first year students were being tortured in hogwarts and mcgonagall did nothing. or, at least, she let it happen. and, i've heard people say it was sloppy writing on jkr's part (which it could have been) but as i said in my previous post, the way i reconcile that is by thinking of war ethics and how your priorities change in wartime. i think you see that in castles at the beginning of chap 8 when mcgonagall locks all the gryffindors in the tower for a weekend after ginny gets tortured (which is obviously her first instinct), then slowly realises this can't be the solution forever. she can't just lock everyone in and keep them safe. then, she allows them to restart the DA for defence purposes. then, it slowly slips out of her control because she can't single-handedly control everyone. these are not normal conditions where she can just be stern and impose detentions and students will obey. here, her students won't obey. even during the battle, she can't get all the underage kids out - it's chaos. and, part of her is proud of they for not obeying. so, i think there's a lot of internal conflict there that sort of culminates in her deciding that she will do anything she can to keep them alive. she can't keep them safe but she can keep them alive, so i think that's where her priorities shift.

and, don't get me wrong, i think there's a lot of reckoning she has to do with the choices she made - after the war ends. i think that's where the "letting ginny party" issue comes from. at the beginning of the year, kingsley persuades her to allow 7th years to get out at weekends. i think she agrees because he's the minister, but also because she feels guilty that these children have had to fight in a war, and they're not really "children" anymore, and that was her fault. or at least she perceives it as such. and, she wants them to have a life, to get better, to be kids again, so she's less strict with them than she used to be. i think she sees the damage the war has done to these children, which she very much perceives as her children, and she couldn't/didn't protect them last year. and, she's sort of like: okay, have fun, please. at the end of chapter 13, there's a line in ginny's letter where she says she doesn't want to be in the castle cause it feels like she's drowning. i think mcgonagall sees that - knows that. and so, what do you do? do you force your kids to stay inside the castle where they can see ghosts and traumatic memories everywhere they turn, or do you let them go out and party, even if it affects their grades? it's an impossible dilemma, especially when you're reckoning with your own guilt and responsibility in their trauma.

i think she goes back and forth on it all year, especially in the second term where things get a bit out of hand. and, i think it's not just ginny - they all struggle in different ways. i mean - neville and luna are at grimmauld half the time as well. hell, hermione is always asking to be in london for reasons x, y, z. ron's birthday, wedding dress shopping... and, i think mcgonagall has this problem where it's like: where do you draw the line? regarding ginny, i think she tries to discipline, but ginny just doesn't care. doesn't show up. and, so what do you do? exclude her? that's even worse, cause then she's just out in the wild. call her parents? they know and clearly have no grip either. you can't discipline kids who've fought in a war the same way you discipline kids who haven't. i mean, they were tortured as a form of discipline - what do you do with them afterwards? especially when these kids aren't minors anymore, when you sort of let it happen, and when the war happened in your own "home". and, so yeah, i think in 98/99 hogwarts is still a bit out of control. mcgonagall is just doing her best with what she has, while living with her own guilt at the same time.

so, yeah, in short: mcgonagall didn't kill amycus. she didn't know about ginny but she probably should have known, and didn't want to know. mcgonagall's not a saint, and i think there's a lot of hints in canon that she could have done better, that year, and i wanted to keep that in castles. she just... is human. and tries her best. and, yeah, there's a lot of guilt and imperfections in that, but it is what it is.

[sirenascales]

-> Chuuya with a Black F!Reader who's a bit insecure because of her skin.

@furrypostsoul said: Hello admin, I hope you’re having a good day! So stoked to see a fellow bisexual bsd fan! I would politely like to request a chuuya Drabble with a black fem bisexual reader where she thought that chuuya wouldnt be interested in her romantically cause of y’know, her skin. If you could also add in scenarios where she was racially harassed in public (pls dont write this is ur not comfortable, I understand if you don’t! it’s something I want people to be aware about)

note: ahhh thank you so much for your request! i immediately had an idea as soon as I saw it and I believe I came up with a good one, especially after asking some of my pals for advice on how to tackle it! Hope you like it!

warnings: colorism, mentions of racial fetishization, microaggresion, and racism [not from Chuuya] insecure reader, angst to fluff i promise,

"I still don't understand why it takes so long to do your hair... aren't you just getting braids?" The confused look on Chuuya's face was honestly super cute and hilarious and you couldn't help but laugh behind your hand.

"That's just the way it is, man. That's why I said we can go out on Saturday. I can't on Friday since I'll be strapped to the chair."

"Man, whatever," Chuuya huffed and you rolled your eyes at him, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Don't whatever me. Just suck it up!"

You shook your head, the hustle and bustle of the shopping district around you fading as you looked to your companion. Red hair, blue eyes, fancy clothes and a dumb hat; Chuuya was honestly too handsome, too damn fine. The scowl on his face was cute and you resisted the urge to pinch his cheeks. You knew he would literally kill you for that, and you valued your life.

You and Chuuya were in that talking stage and finally decided to go out on your first official date on Saturday. Besides his... occupation, you found yourself very much liking the man. Not just for his looks, but his fiery personality made him interesting, the way he carried himself. He was great and you were so into him.

You hoped he felt the same way. He had to, he agreed to the date in the first place! And how could he not? You were a sight, rich brown skin and he sorta, kinda, absolutely loved the cute afro puffs you had on your head. You were beautiful, a bright spirit with a bit of an edge that Chuuya definitely liked.

After talking some more, Chuuya had to go off to do his own thing, and after sharing a very tight hug, you waved him farewell, promising to see him on Saturday for your first date.

You couldn't help the huge, happy grin on your face, giddy as you made your way over to a nearby bench, sitting next to an older woman. You paid her no mind, grabbing your phone to text your friend as you giggled to yourself.

"Was that your boyfriend?" the woman suddenly inquired and you blinked at her in surprise. Then, your face started to heat up and you laughed lightly.

"Well, not yet. We're just dating."

"Ah..." the woman trailed off and you didn't like the tone of her voice. Suddenly feeling awkward, you turned back to your phone.

"I don't mean to be rude," the woman started and you couldn't help the sense of dread you felt. Here we go again. "But you should be careful, dear. You're a beautiful woman but... Japanese men don't really like dark skin. Not unless they are with you for... ulterior motives."

Even if you were already expecting some foolishness, the woman's words still stunned you, striking you to your core as you gave her a look that exceeded shock. You were appalled, your chest tightening in anger and hurt. You took in a slow deep breath, your fists clenching tightly. Your body had gone numb, and you tried your best to keep it cool. You couldn't make a scene.

"Wow," you laughed softly, shaking your head as you stood up. You didn't pay that stupid bitch any mind, storming away, your anger just boiling.

Not only did that woman ruin your entire day, she honestly ruined your entire week. The anger had soon subsided and you were left with the insecurities you tried to push down, especially when it came to Chuuya. Your mind ran at one hundred miles per hour, overthinking as the cruel words lingered in your mind.

Was Chuuya another one? Like your last relationship, were you just a sexual conquest for someone just wanting to try having sex with a Black girl? That was what your ex-girlfriend did to you, so was this just the same? Did he even like you?

No. Chuuya wouldn't do that.

Even so, you canceled your date with him as you sat in the stylist's chair on Friday, eyes burning with tears. You didn't want to experience that again, so you figured you give it all up before you get hurt again. Or even worse.

After spending day getting your hair done, you gotten a quick bite to eat before heading home, feeling completely dejected. Your hair looked amazing, long box braids swaying as you trudged along. But Chuuya didn't answer your text at all, and that honestly made you feel even more like shit. Did he not care at all?

You sighed deeply, coming up on your apartment, stopping when you saw a very familiar red motorcycle parked along the sidewalk. Your heart skipped a beat when you spotted Chuuya leaning against his bike, and when he finally noticed you, your heart dropped when he yelled your name.

"Oi!" he hollered, stomping over to you angrily. "What the hell do you mean our date is canceled?!"

"I-" you were at a loss for words. "Why are you here?"

"I was waiting for you! I didn't know where you were getting your hair done so I just stood here."

"Th-the whole day?! Chuuya!"

"I mean, I went and got food and stuff but-"

"That's not the point!" you interrupted. "Why would you even bother?"

Chuuya scoffed. "Are you serious? You suddenly cancel our date and you expect me not to worry about you?" As he finished talking, Chuuya is shocked to find tears pooling in your eyes, your lips trembling as you hung your head. "H-hey, what the hell happened?"

"You don't just want to fuck me, right?"

Now Chuuya was at a loss for words, his jaw hanging open as he registered your ridiculous words. You spoke again, telling him about the things that woman said to you earlier that week, as well as the horrible experience you had with your ex-girlfriend.

"... I tried not to think too much about it but... I'm used to comments about my skin and race, I mean, hello! I'm Black, but... " you trailed off, lifting your hands up to wipe your tears away. Chuuya beat you to it, and you stared at him with teary eyes as he gently wiped your tears away.

"I'm not your ex-girlfriend." Chuuya was firm as he spoke. "And that old hag needs to mind her own fucking business. I fucking like you. Not because of some weird sexual thing, I actually fucking like you. The whole you. You're beautiful and smart, you keep me on my toes. And yes, your skin and hair are amazing, I love them, but those are only parts of you that I find amazing. I'm not giving you my love and attention because I want something from you, I'm giving it because you deserve it. And I want to be the one who gives it to you."

You didn't know what to say, what to do. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears, your mouth going dry. Still, after a moment you just end up punching Chuuya lightly on his chest, choking out a laugh while you cried.

"Shut up... all that sappy shit..."

Chuuya scoffed, lowkey offended. "Excuse me? I basically just confessed to you."

"Yeah..." you sniffed, looking and giving the man a watery smile. "You did. I..." Lips trembling again, you took a step forward and Chuuya wasted no time in pulling you in for a hug.

"And you better accept me or else I will kick your ass," Chuuya said, pressing his face against your hair. "You smell nice..."

"Hm."

"And you're perfect. Worth more than an experimental fuck and the words of some old bitch." There was a bite to Chuuya's words, and that made you feel so much better.

"I'm sorry for doubting you..." you whispered and Chuuya shook his head, pulling away from the hug.

"Don't be. I understand, I promise."

You smiled widely, face getting hot as he gently cupped your cheek. "Are you sure?"

Chuuya rolled his eyes. "Fine, you can make it up to me by un-cancelling our date. Let me show you off."

You giggled softly, hugging him again. "Okay. That's fair."

Send in your requests!

[vbee-miya]

heyyy vi :) i saw you were looking for requests... how would you feel about writing something about musician armin? i’ve been thinking a lot lately about him being a celloist and letting his s/o watch him rehearse for his upcoming recital and he just looks so peaceful and soft when he plays it’s like looking at an angel :,)

[A Celloist’s True Beauty]

✥︎ armin arlert x gn! reader || m.list

genre: fluff || type: drabble + alternative universe

synopsis: an alternate universe where armin plays the cello and invites y/n to his practice room.

w/c: 956

a/n: anon I love you. you have no idea how much I enjoyed writing this. also because not me having just finished practicing the violin. as far as warnings go, there are no major trigger/content warnings mentioned. if there is please feel free to let me know in any way shape/form.

Armin wasn't the type to prefer people watching him during rehearsals as he'd rather do them alone. However every time he practiced he would remember what you had told him. This resulted in boosting up his confidence more, and he wanted to show you.

You were both on the couch. Your head placed gently on his shoulder. While the other rested one of his hands.

Armin was in the midst of reading one of his new favorite books and he was very much invested into. Actually too invested in it that some time he'd accidentally forget his practice schedule and sometimes a slight rush of irritation or rather frustration would be show on his face. However having you by his side for as long as you could both remember you would remind him minutes prior to the rehearsal.

You could hear pages flipping gently and the birds singing from the outside. Not long after hearing those sounds, you were slowly starting to doze off as the comfort of the room blanketed over your body.

"[name]?" Your eyes fluttered open a bit. You looked up, lifting your head off his shoulders.

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry I woke you up love, but I have rehearsal to do." His voice was soft and sincere like always.

Still half awake you asked him if you should leave so he could practice in peace as usual. However it didn't register in your head that Armin would decline.

He shook his head no. He met your eyes that were slightly widened with a sudden expression.

"Love? I want you to watch me practice." His smile was bright and he seemed proud of what he had said, but it was quick to fade into a worried expression, "That's of course if you'd want to. If you have other things to do that's also fine with me it's just that I. I kind of wanted to show you how much I've gotten better."

Your response lit up his face to a bright smile when you had agreed to his offer.

"Well in that case, um you take your time getting up. I'll just start getting ready."

You stretched a bit before making your way down the hallway leading to a little music room in the house.

You entered through the open door and there he was. Sitting on a chair the cello lying sideways next to him as he adjusted his stand.

He gently grabbed hold of the bow then gently placed the cello between his legs. He positioned his posture and looked over at you smiling.

He took one breath in and exhaled as a queue for him to play.

He started off soft, the notes taking turns singing to one another.

Whole notes that gradually decreased it's sound filled the empty space drawing you closer to him.

You could tell that he was much more confident in his skills than before as now he wasn't relying on the music sheet to play, but rather he let his emotions play for him.

Eyes were relaxed shut, breathing played in tune with the melody, body swaying ever so gently at every new rhythm that was introduced.

He was beautiful really. There was no denying that. The angle of the sunlight resting against his face just proved that to be more true. It made him look almost ethereal.

He played as if no one was with him, as if he was the only one in the room. You could feel the sense of passion. It really was intimidatingly beautiful.

His fingers danced along the fingerboard of the cello.

You were in such awe as each finger he sat down created a harmonious sound.

Each bow stroke played a wondrous melody.

He played with such grace, such beauty, and such passion. It almost brought a tear to your eyes.

He had such a talent to convey such emotions bringing the lifeless music sheet in front of him alive.

The melody didn't make him dance.

He made them dance.

He played with such beauty, however there was a much more alluring aspect to it. He controlled the environment around him.

It gave you chills just how wonderfully he could play and he continued to play like this.

Though everything has an end to it right?

As he plucked the last note he let it ring in the air a bit before gently opening his eyes again.

He looked over to you anxiously. "So? Did you think this'll be enough for the recital?"

You looked at him still memorized by his preference. "Oh Armin, you played wonderfully. I'm sure the recital would go very well."

"But what if I mess up?" He gently sat his bow down on top of the now laid down cello next to him.

You walked over to him, careful not to harm the instrument. You held his face in your hands. "Armin, no matter if you messed up or not the effort is what always counts in the end."

He gave a relieving smile. He placed a gentle kiss on your head.

"Besides I still have two weeks left right?"

You nodded. "Musically that's still plenty of practice time. Besides, you've made so much progress from before and you're just absolutely wonderful. Don't stress too much about it."

"Ah, you're right." He let out a soft giggle. "Thank you."

You looked at him slightly confused.

"For what?"

He held up your hand, kissing the knuckles gently. "For always being by my side."

Your cheeks flared up in red and you were quick to hide it. " Pfft, If I wasn't what type of partner would I be?" You looked back at him meeting his soft blue eyes and gently placed a kiss on lips.

[sugars-fluffy-escapes]

Pre-work ramble and some news 🤎

So... I'm currently preparing for work, but, since I have a half shift, I might try my hand at the "send me a sentence and I'll write the next five" prompt thing later today 🤍

I've also decided I'm gonna make two drabbles about Reader and Peter dancing in the rain. One is gonna be the Black!reader drabble I mentioned because imagine Peter getting all smitten over the way the water droplets look like crystals sitting among Black!reader's hair 😭 Like-

I have this vivid memory of being in preschool and we were outside in the summer with the sprinklers and my afro was just flying free and one of my preschool teachers said the droplets in my hair were like beautiful crystals- I wish I could have held onto how happy that made me fee instead of becoming insecure about my natural hair throughout most of school. Doing the big chop was life changing for me! It also made me realize that hair length does not equal beauty.

Another thing I've noticed. When I had longer hair (not even past my shoulders but just longer than now, I was wearing my binder a lot more often. Now that my hair is super short, I haven't been wearing it. I don't know why that is. Perhaps I've felt euphoric enough with short hair? Maybe a combination of euphoria and finally fully being able to be free of the internalized exors*xism (enbyph*bia) of people saying non-binary people have to present androgynously (which is a bunch of bs) of course, the binder still provides euphoria when I need it and that's important. (Another interesting note, for me personally, I got a million times more comfortable dressing super femme after coming out)

Back to hair, I've been really experimenting with ways to rock the natural curls. I have platinum blonde hair I style in finger waves but I will be growing out my fro again 👉🏾👈🏾 I also have some natural hair wigs I adore. Short hair's just been so convenient for work and it makes me gender euphoric.

This ramble's been all over the place, but real quick, I've improved the plot points for A Rose Without Thorns 🥳 Exciting exciting!!!)

[bbrandy2002]

Wacky Drabble #16: What Goes Around

Part 2 of Something Flubbed…

This is part of @emceesynonymroll #wackydrabbles

Liam x Riley

Catch up with Part 1

A/N: What started as a crack drabble about tumblr reblogs, of all things, has somehow morphed into a semi-actual story. I'm still scratching my head on how I did it and have just decided to let my Liam and Riley tell the story. Its still mostly crack yo!

Prompt: Was I not supposed to

Word count: 1322

Liam’s right eye was twitching as he shot her a look of pure hell and contention. He stammered for words, unsure of what to say or even think. The last thing he ever expected from Riley was infidelity, believing their marriage was something special, something sacred, something she respected and was devoted to as much as he was. That she had written, in a mediocre fashion, the details of a courtyard tryst with Drake, his best friend of all people, and even relished in the fact that she was doing so, was next to unforgiveable in his mind.

Riley approached her husband apprehensively, wanting to explain herself, if she even could. She clasped her hands together firmly, attempting to control the visible trembling. She knew this was bad, but, was hopeful it could be cleared up quickly. At this point, the truth had to be better than what she assumed he was thinking. Before she was able to inch too close, he held his hand up to stop her. With his mist filled eyes, the ones that were breaking her apart, he began his scathing remarks. “First off…..your friend here just sent you a message asking if some girl named Alyssa should fuck me at Drake’s funeral”.

“Aww, she’s killing Drake off”, her posture slumped as she shook her head disappointingly. Her gaze met his again; realizing he really was in no mood for banter. “Liam, It’s not what you think ”

“Secondly”, he continued with a raised voice, cutting her explanation off, “Did you fuck Drake in a courtyard in Fydelia, writing….and I quote, “his cock is much larger than Liam’s”.

Riley swallowed hard, searching for the right words, ones that were truthful, yet, not so hurtful. She inhaled deeply, preparing to come clean of her offense, "Sweetheart, its just fanfiction and all that Drake stuff was just a really, really bad bet I lost. I swear, I have never, ever been with Drake."

Liam quirked his brow, "a really bad bet, huh?"

"Yes", she answered, tugging nervously at the tie on her robe. " I bet Burnsy I knew Drake better than she knew you, and...."

"Burnsy?"

"...but, when I took Anitah's quiz..."

"Quiz?"

"I didn't know about the mojitos and bears and a bunch of other shit and then Beeps had to make..."

"Beeps?"

"those monster Drake kids that are on my blog and I had to write smut, but, I didn't know how to write smut, so I had to watch porn....oh my god, there was so much porn, and ritachacha wanted to read it and...Im no ritachacha...so I drank and cried and binged on porn and bananas for two weeks solid and I attempted to hide the post but these turmblr girls are thristy and can sniff out smut, even the bad ones and Im so sorry Liam, Im so.....so sorry", she inhaled deeply trying to catch her breath from her long winded tangent.

"I have no idea what the hell you just said", he bit back, completely dumbfounded and baffled by her explanation.

"You don't understand what I said?"

"Do you?", he yelped.

Riley watched with trepidation as Liam tossed the laptop on the bed and eased himself up from the floor, wincing at the shooting pain in his back from the fall, rubbing and massaging the sore spot above his ass.

Riley moved towards him in an attempt to help, concerned about his injuries and wellbeing, but, he jerked away, hobbling to the other side of the room, keeping his back to her.

"Liam", her voice cracking as tears of shame began to fall. "Liam, please look at me....none of that is real..none of it...it was just a dumb bet".

He shot a glance sideways, still not completely looking at her, "so you wrote that you rode Drake's...collosus dick, harder than Seattle Slew because of a bet?".

She chuckled a little, amused by her husband's analogy, before quickly composing herself, "Was I not supposed to?", she replied innocently, "it was a bet, Liam...everyone knows you can't take back a bet".

Liam spun around to face her, shocked at the words that just spewed from her lips, "I see", he nodded, tapping the front of his chin. With a clenched jaw, he breathed deeply through his nose and exhaled sharply, his eyes speaking for him, full of disdain and hurt.

He strolled forward in her direction, stopping just shy of her petite frame. He leaned over until his reddened face was directly in front of hers and just inches apart, his voice clear and firm, "Then I bet your ass won't mind sleeping elsewhere tonight".

Riley's eyes widened, her mouth falling open, unable to find words. She watched in astonishment as he reached across the bed, retrieving her pillow before holding it out to her.

"You can't be serious?"

"Oh, I'm very serious", he stated matter-of-factly, "and if you want back in this bed anytime soon....or my "not as enormous as Drake's" cock, you will delete that fucking blog".

"I don't accept that bet, Your Majesty", she seethed, tossing the pillow back on the bed, sitting herself on the edge with her legs crossed and her hands folded on them. "I'm not going anywhere and I'm not deleting that blog".

Liam perched his lips, gliding his tongue along the inside of his cheek. Realizing she called his bluff, "Fine..", he yanked his pillow up and tucked it firmly under his arm, "I'll be in my study"

"Fine", she shrugged.

"Fine!"

Liam hastily exited the bedroom, slamming the door and did what he said he would do. He opened his desk drawer searching for anything that would take away the pounding in his head and the throb in his backside. He opened the bottle of Aleve and found it empty before throwing it across the room. He kept Riley's Midol in there too for when he needed to quell her bitchiness during certain times of the month. Helps with cramps, bloating, tension, backpain, headaches, irritablity, muscle aches and water weight gain, he had all of them.

Liam unloaded three into his mouth, washing them down with the bottle of whiskey he reserved for when Drake would drop by for a quick drink. He slumped down into his desk chair, still reeling from the audacity and nerve of his wife. He wanted her to feel as bad as he did at this moment, to see how her actions made him feel. It didn't matter if it was real or not, she wrote it. He knew in his heart she and Drake wouldn't betray him that way, but, did she want to? Did she really think his dick was small and that he was an asshole?

He thought to himself as he continued sipping on his drink, how could he make her see and feel exactly the way he does? He contemplated his options for several minutes, when, like a spark igniting, it came to him....two can play this game.

Liam's lips curled into a sinister grin, his eyes lighting up, as he pulled his chair closer to his desk, turning the computer on. He downed the rest of the bottle, tossing it aside, as he cracked his knuckles, preparing to give Riley a little taste of her own medicine.

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It was early Saturday morning when the sun just started to brighten the morning sky. A bright, warm ray shining through the balcony doors and landing squarely on Riley's face, her darkened complexion glowing more than usual. She yawned and stretched, feeling content from a good nights sleep.

Reaching her arm across the bed, she felt the emptiness of where Liam usually slept. Did she care that he was pissed off with her, of course. She loved him and never wanted to hurt him, but, she wouldn't be controlled, nor, intimidated by him. She was hopeful that by him sleeping in the study last night and a little time away from each other, it would cool him down and they could discuss this rationally.

With another big stretch and yawn, she noticed her laptop still sitting in the same spot on the bed Liam had left it last night. She lunged over and scooped the device into her arms.

Plugging in the charger, she fired up the app and immediately took note of the numerous tags she had from several of her mutuals for the same story. Curious, she clicked on the link taking her to a rather peculiar title:

"Liam Fucks Hana Five Ways From Sunday With His Enormous Dick"

A new collaborative drabble by @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore and newcomer @inyourfacerileybrooks-love-liam

NSFW 🍋🍋🍋

He had bamboozled her, and in doing so, somehow convinced Bleakmore to join into his scheme; she knew it was him.

"I'm going to slaughter him...LIAM!!!!!!!!"

Wacky Drabblers and Permatags: @emceesynonymroll @burnsoslow @jessiembruno @sirbeepsalot @dcbbw @romanticatheart-posts @stopforamoment @katedrakeohd @pedudley @of-course-i-went-to-hartfeld @drakesensworld @ao719 @janezillow @eileendannie @texaskitten30 @glaimtruelovealways @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore @eileendannie @hopefulmoonobject

[petekaos]

If someone should be apologizing for late replies it should be me so no worries at all! Dealing with my old phone finally made me irritated enough to get a new one as it suddenly failed to show half my gallery and keeps restarting itself at random times. I've been struggling with apps crashing and slow processing for at least a year now too so maybe it was time... So yay for actually being able to use the tumblr app too! Maybe my answering speed will increase? Also, glad to hear you'll be getting a bit of a break as well, even happier to hear you're ready to take your time resting 🤍 Even if things do seem to be quite hectic, I know you can push through this, I'm rooting for you!

I'm sorry to hear about the change of plans but you really made the right decision. It'll be so much more fun to meet once there's not as much uncertainty as at the moment, I'm sure! The number of cases is increasing here too and we'll most probably just have a Skype celebration with friends, better to be patient with this whole thing than watch a full-on lockdown happen again. On a more positive note: I am very much looking forward to possible petekao+achara japan stories!! No pressure though, I just loved the little snippet in the postcards fic already!

The recipe you linked looks wonderful, I might do some gentle tweaking if I feel like it. I'll let you know how it goes once I'm onto the project (which should be next weekend as I have no plans)! Also please feel free to ramble about tangerines (or anything tbh) at any given time, I found that quite endearing, really ❤️

Favourite dessert? Favourite cherry magic character? Now those are some unfair questions as I am very much a lover of all things sweet as well as everyone in cm. I like pretty much all kinds of desserts. Baked, fried, chilled... Everything goes. Honestly an easier question would be to just ask which desserts I don't like because as far as I'm aware I only dislike anything with an overwhelming amount of vanilla essence or sea-buckthorn berries. That trick doesn't work for cherry magic though... I cannot name a favourite but if I had to name a character I relate to way more than others, it would be adachi. I get this intense feeling of comfort seeing someone with similar self-worth and self-confidence issues slowly overcoming them, even if we're talking about a fictional character...

A bit over two weeks until 2021, can you believe? Time is just flying by...

hellooo nene! again sorry for the super late reply haha, time has just been flying by. i’m glad you got a new phone, that’s great and yay for finally being able to use the app! although the app crashes and functions weirdly enough on its own, so we shall see how that goes. thank you so much - i’ve just been writing and making gifs recently and it’s honestly very healing, i’m glad i get to have this time off and just chill for a bit. and yeah, i’ve just been texting my friends and keeping up to date with what they’re doing through calls and stuff, which is infinitely better in these times. staying safe!

as for the petekao+achara in japan fic, it’s in the works! i know i say this a lot but i will write a little drabble after i’m done wrapping up my secret santa gift. as well as a chanonpom thing i’ve been thinking about recently... let’s just hope my writer’s block clears up and i don’t procrastinate my way through my time off. on another note, i hope the tangerine pie goes well! i tweaked that recipe myself to make the one i made recently and it turned out super well and now i have a permanent craving, meaning that i’m gonna pull a kao and we’re going to be having tangerine pie for ages now.

honestly you’re very relatable for liking all kinds of desserts... because absolutely same. indian desserts are incredibly close to my heart though, and you can find me making gulab jamuns and laddoos whenever i have the time. i gotta say that tangerine pie is becoming a quick favourite though, and brownies have always been a constant favourite! as for cherry magic... i gotta say that kurosawa has to be my favourite. while i adore everyone else and i relate immensely to adachi, there’s just something so kind and relatable about kurosawa that makes me adore him! he reminds me a lot of sarawat, actually, and it makes me love him all the more.

2021 is literally gonna be over in a week and i cannot believe it. it’s been wild. what about you? any end of year plans?

[kezibun]

Yeah so I got this request through my AO3. Coffee (FSG Papyrus) isn't in my usual line up and although I did my research (including reading this awsome fic that inspired this drabble) I'm no sure I got his character right. This does NOT mean I'll write for other Au's I'd prefer it if you stuck to my list.

You sat on THE bench, in the cold autumn night. You always met up with your coffee loving skeleton here every week but today it seemed he was late and you were getting worried. Did something bad happen? Did he get beaten by some anti-monster gang? Did his brother stop him from coming to meet up with you? (You know Sans doesn't like you so that's possible) he would have messaged if he wasn't coming right?

As your wondering thoughts fill you with worry you hear footsteps crunching in the autumn leaves behind you. You turn to the sound and what you see makes your worries disappear. The tall skeleton walked towards you a carrier bag in hand, his golden braces reflecting the starlight, his hoodie had the words ‘worried guy’ written across it.

Your eyes meet his eye lights and you sigh in relief. “Papyrus, you had me so worried.”

“(Y/n)” he whispered back. He placed the shopping bag on the bench next to you before rapping his arms around you nuzzling you slightly. He brought his little notebook out scribbling something down quickly.

He showed you what he'd written for you. It read, ‘I was worried you'd left already. Sorry I'm so late.’ under that were two little doodles one of you with the usual halo above your head the other him with the exact smile that was spread so wide across his skull.

“Don't worry, I'm just glad you're here,” You hum planting a little kiss on his cheekbone. “does your brother know your here with me?”

He took his seat next to you on the bench, looking down at his feet, he shook his head.

“Ok I'll text him.”

“N-no.” He squeaked.

“Will you get in trouble if I do?”

He wrote his answer quickly. ‘No but you might…again’

“Thats alright, I know Sans doesn't like me but I've got to try and let him know I can be trusted and keeping our little dates a secret won't do that.”

‘I suppose’ he scribbled in reply.

You got your phone from your pocket opening it to message Sans, you've sent him quite a few messages before now, mostly concerning Papyrus like you were about to now, he never replied to your texts, he had phoned you a few times to tell you to stay away from his brother though. It scared you the first time but Papyrus had apologised and told you he'd talked to his brother about it, since you two started officially dating you hadn't had much trouble from Sans but you know he still doesn't trust you.

You shoot him a quick text, ‘Hello, the mighty Sans, just letting you know Papyrus is with me.’

Once you finished Papyrus had doodled another note for you, a picture of drink cans and cat shaped bread the words ‘I brought some snacks!’ written underneath. He then handed you your favourite canned drink and flavour of cat shaped bread.

“Thank you, your so sweet.”

He replied with a smile that you know as his way of saying your welcome. He then retrieved his can of coffee and choco cat bread.

A comfortable silence embraced both of you as you sat on your favourite bench in the park, YOUR bench, the one you two frequently met up at. You basked in the quiet presents of your skelle.

As you ate the treats he brought you he gently placed his hand over yours, it made you smile and you needed to resist the urge to say something but to make any kind of deal about it would surely embarrass him something you wouldn't wish to do to such an adorable sweetheart. So you gently and slowly leaned on him letting your head rest on his shoulder and he leaned his head to rest it on yours.

“I love you” he mumbled under his breath.

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