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pls come back 💔

this winter break trust 😜😜finals are killing me

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“He’s a villain! You only like him because he’s hot.”

Okay and?

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started watching deadly class :p

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Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops

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pls feel free to boop me or even spam boop me!! i'll send boops back !!!

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reblog this if you're okay with booping spams please !!

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hai send me evil boops ^_~

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🎱 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ send me a character + an au or trope and i will write a short drabble about how they kiss you. ( fluff )

VAMPIRE¡ISAGI YOICHI .𖥔 ݁ ִֶ𓉸 @kasiers

walking with your vampire boyfriend during the nights of autumn will always be your favourite activity to carry out with him. it's always impromptu, unplanned and unseen even to the moon lady who is always watching over every creature of the night.

the leaves will crunch beneath both of your feet, sometimes it's wet from the sprinkles of rain from heaven above. it's the little sounds that echoed throughout the night when yoichi's hand is laced with yours as the both of you walked in silence through the dead of night.

"it's calming, isnt it?" yoichi softly asked as he glanced at you with a stupidly adorable smile plastered on his face. you nodded your head yes and squeezed his hands tighter. "it's always calming with you, yoi. that's a fact."

he lets out a little boyish giggle before lightly swinging your interlaced hands back and forth. then he lets out a contented sigh, feeling so loved and safe with your hands in his as he leads you through the lonely roads of the night.

"let's watch the moon by the bridge until the sun rises," yoichi pulls your hands softly. "come on, let's go," he leans down to peck a quick and innocent on your lips before tugging you forward. "wanna show the moon how much i love my girl by kissing her under the moonlight. maybe a little blood will do too .."

© SENEON 2024 DARK ENTRIES ♰ DO NOT ALTER.

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don't hate the player! - m.kaiser

"michael- i swear to god if you don't stop-"

your boyfriend's annoyingly attractive laugh sounds from behind you and his arms circle around your waist.

"but mein liebling," he coos, "you're always asking for some kind of affection, no? i'm just indulging in you."

you groan and attempt to twist out of his arms to focus on the bowl of cookie dough. your lovely boyfriend seems intent on keeping your focus on him, however.

"yeah, but not when i'm trying to do something," you squeal as he lifts you up, nuzzling his face into your neck and biting playfully.

"you should be giving me attention."

"after i'm done with these cookies."

you reach your arm out and swipe your fingers through the flour before wiping it across his face. michael gasps in indignation and drops you instantly. you stumble forward with a triumphant laugh and catch yourself on the counter.

you turn around expecting him to be glaring or pouting but he's smirking at you. your face drops as you notice the entire bag of flour in his hands.

"michael no- MICHAEL!"

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so down bad for my man tom riddle rn pls i love him

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a/n: my october spooky szn contribution

haunted houses with satoru would be chaotic in the best and worst ways.

you knew the moment he suggested that you both hit up one of the biggest haunted houses in town, a smug grin already formed on his lips. after all, satoru did think it would be hilarious to see how you’d react. 

as you both approach the entrance, you feel the eerie vibe instantly. fog billows out from the doorway, and creepy music is playing from hidden speakers. the sound of distant screams echoes through the air. you glance at your boyfriend, who’s looking down at you, wrapped around his arm, eyes glinting with excitement. 

"you’re not scared, are you?" satoru teases, which promptly makes you lightly smack his arm.

"oh hush it, not even close," you shot back. although the ominous groans from inside the house made you slightly doubt your words.

as soon as you stepped inside, the lights flickered, and a creepy clown jumped out from behind a curtain. you flinch and jump back, tightening the hold on satoru’s arm for support. he just laughed, completely unfazed, though he’d be lying if he said he didn’t jump back himself.

sure enough, you both kept going and a grotesque figure lunged at you from behind a door. this time, you manage to keep your cool, but satoru slightly flinches— a tiny movement that you definitely notice.

"hm? what was that?" you hum, raising an eyebrow.

he scoffs, waving it off like nothing happened. "please, nothing can scare me, there was a fly."

you roll your eyes, knowing better. he underestimates the haunted house, thinking he's above getting startled. but as you make your way deeper, the rooms get darker, the sounds creepier, and the tension starts to build.

as you both move forward, you enter a narrow hallway with mirrors on both sides. the reflections are distorted, adding to the confusion. satoru walks ahead, confident, until a hand reaches out from one of the mirrors.

"holy shi—!" he jerks back, eyes wide in shock. for the first time, you see actual fear flash across his face.

you burst into laughter, ignoring your own fears now as you clutch your stomach. "oh, so nothing can scare you, huh?"

"that... that doesn't count," he huffs, trying to regain his composure, but his cheeks are slightly pink, his pride clearly taking a hit.

the haunted house only gets worse from there. in one room, animatronics start to malfunction, moving erratically and making strange noises. your boyfriend nudges you ahead, insisting you lead the way, though he claims it's because he's "letting you have the spotlight." but when an actor covered in blood jumps out of a coffin with a blood-curdling scream, he’s the one who yells.

"not a word," he says quickly, glaring at you when you give him a smug look.

then, you reach the grand finale. a pitch-black room where eerie whispers fill the air. you can't see a thing, and every sound makes your heart race. you feel satoru shift closer, his arm wrapping around your shoulders. you glance up at him, surprised, but he looks dead serious.

"what?" he mutters. "i wouldn’t want them jumping at you."

suddenly, something brushes against your leg, and both of you freeze. a gust of cold air whooshes past, and his grip tightens. "wh… what the hell was that?" he stutters, his voice a little higher pitched than usual.

you snort, trying to hold in your laughter. "you’re scared!"

"i am not!" but he’s looking around like he’s expecting a ghost to pop out at any second.

just when you think you’re in the clear, a deafening scream erupts from the shadows, and this time, satoru practically jumps out of his skin as he screams out yet again. he grabs your hand and pulls you forward in a hurry, not even bothering to hide his panic.

by the time you stumble out of the exit, both of you are breathless. you bent over, hands on your knees as laughter bubbles up uncontrollably.

“satoru you…” you gasp, pointing at him. “you yelled louder than the ghost!”

the young man straightens himself, running a hand through his white locks as if to shake off the embarrassment, but his cheeks are flushed. not from fear, obviously, but from the totally unexpected jump scares. he shoots you a glare, “did not!”

you raise an eyebrow, still laughing. “did not? satoru, the scare actor looked confused because you screamed louder than they did!”

he rolls his eyes, pulling you closer as the two of you walk away from the haunted house. “next time, we’re goin’ to have to go trick or treating. no jump scares. just pumpkins and candy.”

you laugh again, nudging him playfully. “i’ll make sure to bring earplugs in case you start thinking the parents giving out candies are scare actors. 

he groans, but pulls you closer, “you’re lucky you’re cute, or i’d definitely throw you back into that haunted house.”

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a/n: my october spooky szn contribution

haunted houses with satoru would be chaotic in the best and worst ways.

you knew the moment he suggested that you both hit up one of the biggest haunted houses in town, a smug grin already formed on his lips. after all, satoru did think it would be hilarious to see how you’d react. 

as you both approach the entrance, you feel the eerie vibe instantly. fog billows out from the doorway, and creepy music is playing from hidden speakers. the sound of distant screams echoes through the air. you glance at your boyfriend, who’s looking down at you, wrapped around his arm, eyes glinting with excitement. 

"you’re not scared, are you?" satoru teases, which promptly makes you lightly smack his arm.

"oh hush it, not even close," you shot back. although the ominous groans from inside the house made you slightly doubt your words.

as soon as you stepped inside, the lights flickered, and a creepy clown jumped out from behind a curtain. you flinch and jump back, tightening the hold on satoru’s arm for support. he just laughed, completely unfazed, though he’d be lying if he said he didn’t jump back himself.

sure enough, you both kept going and a grotesque figure lunged at you from behind a door. this time, you manage to keep your cool, but satoru slightly flinches— a tiny movement that you definitely notice.

"hm? what was that?" you hum, raising an eyebrow.

he scoffs, waving it off like nothing happened. "please, nothing can scare me, there was a fly."

you roll your eyes, knowing better. he underestimates the haunted house, thinking he's above getting startled. but as you make your way deeper, the rooms get darker, the sounds creepier, and the tension starts to build.

as you both move forward, you enter a narrow hallway with mirrors on both sides. the reflections are distorted, adding to the confusion. satoru walks ahead, confident, until a hand reaches out from one of the mirrors.

"holy shi—!" he jerks back, eyes wide in shock. for the first time, you see actual fear flash across his face.

you burst into laughter, ignoring your own fears now as you clutch your stomach. "oh, so nothing can scare you, huh?"

"that... that doesn't count," he huffs, trying to regain his composure, but his cheeks are slightly pink, his pride clearly taking a hit.

the haunted house only gets worse from there. in one room, animatronics start to malfunction, moving erratically and making strange noises. your boyfriend nudges you ahead, insisting you lead the way, though he claims it's because he's "letting you have the spotlight." but when an actor covered in blood jumps out of a coffin with a blood-curdling scream, he’s the one who yells.

"not a word," he says quickly, glaring at you when you give him a smug look.

then, you reach the grand finale. a pitch-black room where eerie whispers fill the air. you can't see a thing, and every sound makes your heart race. you feel satoru shift closer, his arm wrapping around your shoulders. you glance up at him, surprised, but he looks dead serious.

"what?" he mutters. "i wouldn’t want them jumping at you."

suddenly, something brushes against your leg, and both of you freeze. a gust of cold air whooshes past, and his grip tightens. "wh… what the hell was that?" he stutters, his voice a little higher pitched than usual.

you snort, trying to hold in your laughter. "you’re scared!"

"i am not!" but he’s looking around like he’s expecting a ghost to pop out at any second.

just when you think you’re in the clear, a deafening scream erupts from the shadows, and this time, satoru practically jumps out of his skin as he screams out yet again. he grabs your hand and pulls you forward in a hurry, not even bothering to hide his panic.

by the time you stumble out of the exit, both of you are breathless. you bent over, hands on your knees as laughter bubbles up uncontrollably.

“satoru you…” you gasp, pointing at him. “you yelled louder than the ghost!”

the young man straightens himself, running a hand through his white locks as if to shake off the embarrassment, but his cheeks are flushed. not from fear, obviously, but from the totally unexpected jump scares. he shoots you a glare, “did not!”

you raise an eyebrow, still laughing. “did not? satoru, the scare actor looked confused because you screamed louder than they did!”

he rolls his eyes, pulling you closer as the two of you walk away from the haunted house. “next time, we’re goin’ to have to go trick or treating. no jump scares. just pumpkins and candy.”

you laugh again, nudging him playfully. “i’ll make sure to bring earplugs in case you start thinking the parents giving out candies are scare actors. 

he groans, but pulls you closer, “you’re lucky you’re cute, or i’d definitely throw you back into that haunted house.”

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i come back in utter despair not knowing what to write but my drafts are full of scrapped ideas

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thank you for 100 🩷 love all of you<33

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i get inspiration from the songs i listen to and i recently got a burst of needing to write, i think i might be cooking something up soon maybe....

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thinking about him going out to buy some groceries.. he'd then come home with a bouquet of flowers and the bag of groceries in the other.

"honey, i'm home! ya got some work to do!" he yells out from the kitchen.

his voice was loud enough so that you can hear him from the living room.

you didn't know what he meant but as soon as you made your way to the kitchen and saw the bouquet of daisies, your eyes glimmered at the sight of them.

he notices, of course, your husbands heart flutter as you reach out to give him a quick peck on the cheeks.

"these look exactly like the daisies that we saw in switzerland!!" you exclaim.

you vividly recall the flower bed you saw on your recent trip together, exploring countries in europe over the span of two weeks.

it hadn't been a week yet since you'd both gotten back, but your dear husband was working as hard as ever despite being jet lagged.

"i know," he says. while he arranges all the groceries he had bought into the pantry and the fridge, you're busy yourself.

cutting the stems and preparing the cute flower filled vase, you place it in the middle of the kitchen island.

it sure does make the room brighter. ♡

GOJO SATORU. YUJI ITADORI, nanami kento, toshinori yagi, suguru geto, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, your fav

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A LITTLE LONGER — SHOYO HINATA

pairing: brazil!shoyo hinata x reader

synopsis: a lazy morning waking up with your dear boyfriend while he tries to convince you to stay in bed with him a bit longer <3

contains: gn!reader, pure fluff, established relationship, timeskip!shoyo hinata and even more fluff !! slight spoilers since this is timeskip

word count: 1.1k

a/n: based on this req ! when i was editing this the wc was originally 998 so i decided i might as well push it to 1k+ LMAO

Soft morning rays peeked through Shoyo’s blinds, casting an ethereal golden glow over everything in his small bedroom. The light bounces off the glossy covers of the various books scattered on his floor, ranging from volleyball training manuals to English learning guides and the Dragon Ball DVDS numbered from the very first until the latest.

You stirred lightly in your sleep, feeling a gentle pressure on your neck which pulled you awake. You shifted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position. As you moved, his grip on your waist tightened, pulling you closer to him as your back pressed against his chest. He hummed softly, his warm breath brushing against your skin. 

The gentle buzz of the city outside his apartment was a comforting distant backdrop, the smell of freshly brewed coffee coming from the kitchen filled your nostrils. Must be his roommate, you thought. 

You shift slightly in his embrace, still amazed that you and Shoyo can lay comfortably on his small twin size bed. You frown softly at the weight of Shoyo’s arms wrapped over you thanks to the muscles he’s built up. You gently lift his arm, catching a glimpse of the large delivery bag by the end of his bed. You carefully hold his arm up as best as you could without waking him up, turning around to face him. 

When you had finally settled into a more cozy position, you were met with his sleepy expression which made your heart flutter. You could tell he was half-asleep and tired, likely trying to recover from his games that had run late from the night before presumably with that high school friend of his that he told you about.

You nestled closer to Shoyo, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest as he instinctively wrapped his arms around you once more, keeping you in a comfortable lock.

“Good mornin’ baby,” Shoyo murmurs, his voice thick with sleep as he presses a soft kiss to your head, taking in the time to smell the sweet scent of your shampoo.

“Good morning, Sho,” you replied back, your voice equally hushed. You look up at him, though he doesn’t open his eyes as he’d rather not be greeted by the sunlight just yet. His hair at the moment looked unkempt and wild, you can’t help but form a soft smile on your lips. 

“Did you sleep well?” he asks, his voice a drowsy murmur as he tries his best to fight back his fatigue. How could he fall back asleep when your presence was like a warm blanket he never wanted to let go of? He could stay like this forever.

You nodded as you buried your face in the crook of his neck. You could smell a hint of his cologne and natural musk. You threw your arms over him, both your legs tangled with his and the white blanket draped over both of you. 

You traced small lazy patterns on his back, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing. Your actions gave him a sense of belonging, grounding him in this very moment. 

“Yeah, I did. How about you?” you murmured against his skin, your voice soft, “ You must’ve been exhausted after last night.”

He felt the vibrations of your words, sending a shiver down his spine. “I’m okay,” he says quietly, his fingers gently fiddling with the ends of your hair.

You both lay there silently, seconds turning into minutes stretching into a blissful eternity. You finally had a sense of peace that you felt like you hadn’t experienced in a long time, thanks to your busy work schedule. 

“I don’t want to get up,” Shoyo admitted, his grip on you tightening slightly. “This is too nice.”

You laughed softly, nudging him gently as you pushed off him just a bit to look up at his face and hum in agreement. “Mhm, I know Sho, but don’t you have training today? Are you seriously trying to slack off on your responsibilities?”

Shoyo sighed dramatically as he nuzzled his face into your hair, “baby, would ya kill me if I asked for a few more minutes?”

You shifted your gaze up at him, your lips curving into a soft smile. The warm sunlight streaming through the blinds shined down on his sleepy yet energetic face, and for a moment, you forgot about everything else but the comfort of his presence. 

You knew you had to get up soon— there was work waiting for you, and Shoyo had training scheduled for the morning. But the longer you looked at his bright, hopeful eyes, you found it hard to resist. 

“You’re impossible, you know that?” you said, completely giving up, your voice a gentle tease. “I’ve got work, and you have training today. We can’t just lie here all day.”

Shoyo’s lips held a small cheerful grin, it was as if he wasn’t just worn out minutes prior, his eyes sparkled with a mix of charm and enthusiasm. “Come on, lemme enjoy this time with you baby,” he says smoothly, voice filled with genuine affection.

He squeezes you gently as if to plead, you’d be lying if you said his energy wasn’t infectious, it was difficult not to deny him of such a request especially when he looked at you like that. “I’ll get up right after, I promise,” he added, his tone hopeful.

You couldn’t help but laugh softly at his persistence. It was hard to stay annoyed when he was being so affectionate. “You’re really trying to sweet-talk me, huh?” you said, shaking your head slightly but not pulling away. “Alright, fine. A few more minutes. But you better not be late for your training.”

His face lit up immediately upon hearing your words, muttering sweet and small thank you’s as he pulled you in even closer, nestling his face into your neck, his warm breath tickling your skin. “Thank you… thank you baby…” he murmured, it was hard not to be charmed by his gratitude.

Once again, you found yourself sinking back into his embrace, the warmth of his body pressing against yours as it soothed you. Shoyo tightened his hold on you, his fingers brushing gently against your back securely. The gentle rise and fall of his chest beneath your cheek was comforting while the soft hum of his breathing was like a gentle breeze that carried you into a peaceful slumber. 

Maybe you could call in sick to watch him and Heitor for the day, Nice would love your company after all.