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[killing-edits]

mod korekiyo's intro !!

hey killing-edits nation !! mod korekiyo here !! you may know me from celestialkins, and i'm super excited to be hopping onto this blog. if y'all want, feel free to call me mod kork or even just cele, but my regular ol' mod name's cool too ! i'm really looking forward to doing requests for y'all, but there's some stuff under the cut that y'all need to know first !

what i can make :

icons, reply icons, moodboards / aesthetics, phone wallpapers ( specify size or phone model ), headers, tumblr layouts, make me choose ( give me two characters / ships, and i’ll edit the one i prefer ! ), promos, chatter !! ( talk to me ,,, please )

sources :

all sources are enjoyed critically !!

bolded = favourite / prioritized !

* = will do things regarding both manga & anime !

danganronpa ( all games ), death note, the promised neverland*, kakegurui, jujutsu kaisen, attack on titan*, bungo stray dogs*, demon slayer*, sk8: the infinity, doki doki literature club, assassination classroom, komi can’t communicate, tokyo ghoul, encanto ( can only do icons and moodboards ! ), yuri!!! on ice, wonder egg priority, genshin impact, the disastrous life of saiki k. ( season 1 characters only atm ! ), madoka magica ( original series only ), stranger things, the rising of the shield hero, spy x family, tomodachi game

blacklist :

CHARACTERS :

haiji towa, nagito komaeda, mikan tsumiki, rod reiss, floch forster, mori ougai, kajii motojiro, zenitsu agatsuma, muzan kibutsuji, adam ( sk8 ), akira takaoka, kureo mado, yakumo õmori, makoto teruhashi, kyubey, aultcray melromarc xxxii, idol rabier, biscas t. balmus, malty “myne” melromarc, kyo ethnina, lonnie byers, dr. brenner

SHIPS :

anything abusive / pedophilic / incestuous

CHARACTER X ANYONE :

junko enoshima, chihiro fujisaki, warriors of hope, kusuo saiki

CHARACTER X MEN :

tenko chabashira, ibuki mioda, mahiru koizumi, hiyoko saionji, aoi asahina, toko fukawa, genocide jill, akane owari, misa amane, rem, kirari momobami, sayaka igarashi, maki zenin, yosano akiko, kouyou õzaki, historia reiss, ymir, robin buckley

CHARACTER X WOMEN :

kiyotaka ishimaru, nekomaru nidai, light yagami, l lawliet, dazai osamu, kunikida doppo, chuuya nakahara, akutagawa ryunosuke, ranpo edogawa, inosuke hashibira, tanjiro kamado, reki kyan, langa hasegawa, kaoru sakurayashiki, kojiro nanjo, yuuri katsuki, victor nikiforov

GENERAL & AESTHETICS :

scenecore, glitchcore, angelcore, webcore, yanderecore, chihiro gender discourse ( all hcs accepted ! i’ll be using they / them ), fae / faer pronouns ( other neos fine ! )

whitelist :

CHARACTERS :

korekiyo shinguji, ibuki mioda, genocide jill, light yagami, l lawliet, ryuk, mello, ray, isabella, yuji itadori, ryomen sukuna, sasha braus, hange zoe, eren yeager, ryunosuke akutagawa, inosuke hashibira, tanjiro kamado, karma akabane, korosensei, ken kaneki, juuzou suzuya, ai ohto, kusuo saiki, melty melromarc, filo, l'arc berg

SHIPS :

MOST danganronpa cross-game ships, especially wlw ones, tenkobuki, celestoko, celesyo, sonia x korekiyo, mondo x korekiyo, lawlight, rayemma, eremika, eremin, jeansasha, levihan, erurihan, kunikidazai, shin soukoku, inotan, renga, matchablossom, karmagisa, karma x kayano, touken, kaneki x juuzou, hidekane

STRICTLY PLATONIC / FAMILIAL kaneki / touka and hinami

GENERAL & AESTHETICS :

lovecore, candycore, spacecore, mooncore, bubblecore, pretty much anything from my favourite sources, besides what’s on my bl !!

conclusion :

that's about all i have to say for now ! if you read through all of this, feel free to drop in and request from me anytime ! <3

[undiscovered-horizon]

"Whiskey sour? Classy." - Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

[TW: insults, harassment, explicit language]

🫀REQUESTS ARE OPEN🫀 || TOPGUN-inspired playlist

SUMMARY: When new aviators arrive at the base, Rooster invites you to hang out with the Dagger Crew and the freshmen. One of the newcomers gets in over his head and Rooster gladly accepts the honour of bringing him down a peg: no one gets to talk trash to the eventual Mrs. Bradshaw.

WORDCOUNT: ~ 2k

"Hey, Bradshaw, where'd you leave wifey?" Hangman asked.

Although the group was disillusioned about the seriousness of your relationship, the nickname came into existence only after they witnessed you nagging at Bradley for being irresponsible after he came back with Maverick. Truthfully, he liked how it sounded - for you to be called his wife.

The Hard Deck was booming with life, filled with twice as many people as it usually was. It was supposed to be a sort of welcoming party for the newcomers but mixed with the locals - it was simply Miramar showing off its essence, the brash young blood pumping the town's atmosphere with new, exciting energy.

"Should be here any moment. Maybe I'll tell her you missed her."

"Careful, she might just run to me."

Bradley was about to continue the friendly scuffle with Jake but Pete tapped him on his shoulder and pointed you out in the crowd by the bar:

"Found your missus, kid."

For a moment, the whole world stopped just so Rooster could admire the woman he had the highest honour of calling his. You were wearing a thin bodycon dress - the very same one he associated with long, sleepless nights and the plethora of beautiful sounds you could make. The light, sunny yellow colour looked lovely on you, bringing summer heat into the onlookers' hearts. You wore the same makeup you always did, your hairdo wasn't different either but for some reason, spotting you in the faraway crowd, Bradley felt the same way he did the first time he saw you. He remembered how embarrassingly nervous he was and how his mouth dried out when you stared at him with a smile. From that day on, his condition was only getting worse.

"Just don't drool," Phoenix warned him. The group laughed and Rooster was momentarily brought back to the present day. The sound of cue balls hitting one other resounded in his ears together with the very bar-like sounds of laughter, the click of glass and 80s hits playing on the jukebox.

The game of pool resumed but not for long:

"Lieutenant Bradshaw, there's an enemy on the front line," Maverick announced while vaguely pointing towards your direction. With furrowed eyebrows, Bradley turned around to see what Pete was talking about. There you were: standing awkwardly next to one of the newcomers who was leaning against the bar. In a way, he understood the interest in your beauty. To him, you always looked like a star but Bradley was far from objective - he did, after all, give you those dreamy, puppy eyes of a fool in love while you were wearing a stained hoodie with your university's logo, sleeping and drooling on the pillow. "He's going for the kill, the very classy chest check."

Clenching his jaw, Bradley passed his cue to Bob, who gladly accepted it. The game of pool was temporarily withheld as the Dagger Crew watched the ordeal unfold with great interest. Rooster stormed through the crowd towards you and Maverick set his beer down, getting ready for the approaching 'overboard' or a fistfight.

You've never seen the Hard Deck packed the way it was that night. All the khaki uniforms were blending into one, beige mob, giving a quite humorous impression that it was you who was dressed inappropriately for a night out at a bar. Somehow, it made you happy to see Hard Deck bursting with life - for once, Miramar wasn't just a military town at the end of the world. Squeezing through the beige crowd, you finally reached the counter, only to be greeted by Penny's wide smile.

"Good to see you, (Y/N). Prince Charming's been waiting for you." She vaguely pointed towards the laughing group of aviators playing pool with too many people. Among the sea of military uniforms, Bradley's Hawaiian shirt looked adorably out of place. Although he looked better in blue, that grey shirt he was wearing had to be your favourite - the very same he wore when you met him for the first time.

"Oh, come off it," you laughed. A flustered blush warmed up your face. The rouge on your cheeks slightly camouflaged the flush.

"Hey, I'm not the one calling you wifey."

For a moment, your eyes were glued to Rooster, watching him just having fun with his friends. There wasn't a day where you didn't praise the whim of the cosmos for making Bradley love you. Penny laughed seeing the buttery look on your face. Honestly, she found it quite adorable that years had gone by, the two of you had grown older and matured but the hopeless love of your younger days still stayed around and threatened to never abandon its post. Despite that, she was grateful she didn't have to witness you at the start of your relationship when lovers tend to be more embarrassing than should be humanly possible.

"He could make a ring out of spit and cheese puffs and I'd say yes in a heartbeat," you confessed. Truthfully, the idea of actually marrying him had been haunting you for a few weeks. Those wandering thoughts were always cut short when your imagination began painting you and Bradley as parents, suddenly flustered with the seriousness of the daydreams.

"Now, don't go around giving him stupid ideas." Although it was meant as a scolding, Penny's amused tone made her words sound not serious. "Just tell him. Anyway, what will you have? The usual?"

"You're a woman after my own heart, Penny."

"That I am, sweetheart. One whiskey sour coming right up."

"Thank you!" you called after her.

Penny barely turned around to prepare your drink and serve another round of beers, when someone approached you:

"Whiskey sour, huh? Classy." The man was, too, wearing the khaki uniform. He was leaning against the bar, trying to appear all suave and nonchalant; the position made the muscles in his toned arms even more accentuated and you just knew he did it on purpose.

"I guess you could say that," you answered with a disinterested shrug. It was, after all, only a drink: nothing to gatekeep or make a competition out of. Whatever one drinks, the hangover always tastes the same. "The first drink I ever had."

"Then it must've been quite recently, no?" he asked with a grin. "You sure you're old enough to be here, little lady?"

"That's a strange way to say I look young." An awkward chuckle left your lips. You just wanted to deviate the conversation from further going down the uneasy lane. "Zeus?" you read from the patch on his uniform. "Where'd that come from?"

"The real answer is that I got electrocuted in the academy." After his explanation, the man's gaze audaciously dropped to the deep cleavage of your dress. A cold shiver of discomfort run down your spine. "The cool answer is that I'm just great with the ladies."

To your own, deepening horror, his eyes remained below your chin as he spoke. Did he really think it would work on someone?, you asked yourself. Some more naive part of you believed he was oblivious to his inappropriate behaviour or maybe he was being creepy just for the shock factor.

"Can you... stop staring at my breasts?" you asked awkwardly after a longer while. Uneasiness was dripping from your words and, judging by the livid expression on Rooster's face, not only from them.

Zeus scoffed and his self-assured grin momentarily turned into a strange mixture of lewdness and mischievousness, making your skin crawl.

"Come on, you want me to stare, doll," he said in a low voice. Zeus licked his lips and you felt your whole body tense up. Although he hadn't touched you, his awful way of being made you feel dirty - and not the kind one can scrub off in a hot shower. "If you didn't, you would've covered up."

"What the hell, man," you heard yourself saying. The situation was so odd and awkward, that you had no idea how to act. Flustered at the unwanted attention, words were stuck in your throat. You were telling yourself to go, just leave the man as fast as you could but for some strange reason, you found yourself unable to move like a deer caught in the headlights; only at that moment, the figure of speech could be taken quite literally.

"I know you're just teasing me, sweetheart," Zeus confessed as if he was letting you in on a big secret. "But I prefer a straight game."

Zeus reached for your bare shoulder but someone stopped him. Rooster's fingers were wrapped so tightly around the man's wrist, that their skin turned white. The sight of the familiar Hawaiian shirt allowed you to take a deeper, only slightly calmer, breath. Maybe Penny was partially right: he was Prince Charming, except for the off days when he part-timed as Knight In Shining Armor.

"How about you fuck off from my wife," Bradley gritted through his teeth. His face was red and you were left doubtless that it was the only colour he was currently seeing. There was no doubt that if nature gifted him with just a little less self-control, Zeus would be getting his own jaw dislocated.

"Chill, man," Zeus chuckled awkwardly and tried to force his hand out of Rooster's iron grip. His effort was in vain, a wince of pain slowly making its way unto his face. However, even bad circulation to his hand couldn't keep his audacity out. "Not my fault you let your wife leave the house dressed like that, amigo. And not my fault the girl doesn't wear a ring."

"Well, it's your fault you're a dickhead."

Still clutching Zeus' wrist, Rooster forcefully pulled him away from you. Penny began ringing the bell behind the counter, visibly pleasant at the turn of events. The other clients cleared the way from the bar to the door, already starting to chant 'overboard'.

"Welcome to TOP GUN, pal," Maverick said while he and Rooster grabbed the man under his arms. Together, they began dragging him out of the bar as the regulars cheered them on. "Rule number one: Mrs. Bradshaw is to be respected at all times."

Soon after that life lesson, Zeus was literally thrown out of the Hard Deck and the front door closed in his face. Some of the guests laughed at the interesting turn of events but the general majority went back to their drinks, used to the particular culture of the beach bar.

All gloating and pleased with himself, Bradley made his way back to you, his hands sneaking around your waist without much thought.

"My wife?" you repeated with amusement. A bright smile quickly appeared on his face - he was growing more fond of that thought with each passing second, each mention of the, hopefully inevitable, possibility. "Don't remember marrying you just yet."

The anger he had been drowning in moments ago, was now nowhere to be seen and Bradley's face returned to its soft expression - a default for whenever you were around.

"Really?" he asked with theatrical confusion. His eyebrows even furrowed for a moment. "Must've been my dream then."

"You dream about me often?" you asked as a soft grin crept unto your face. Bradley was the type of man who would flirt with his girl even after having spent his entire life with her - always showing appreciation of the beyond favourable turn of events. Your fingers were mindlessly trailing the hem of his shirt.

"Anytime I can." Considering the gentle look in his eyes, it might just be true.

The laughter his words elicited from you was cut short as Bradley cradled your face and kissed you slowly. Some of the nearby guests started yelling 'bitter!', clearly believing Rooster and Maverick's slight embellishment of your relationship status.

[scoutswritingcorner]

Hey! May I request jealous Rosie headcannons? As in maybe the reader (any gender is fine) and her are not dating just yet but turns out the reader already has not so secret admirer that is ready to compete for attention? If that is ok with you ofc! Take care!

Competition

Rosie x GN! Reader

TW:Jealousy!!

A/N: ITS A HAPPY ENDING GANG!

-🫀Rosie barely gets jealous, she’s a very confident woman!

-🫀 But that’s not to say she doesn’t get jealous! She does especially when it comes to you, she’s just trying the perfect way to court you!

-🫀 But when you talk to her about how some demon keeps giving you flowers and trying to ask you out but you don’t know why they are trying to be your friend by giving you flowers. (PLEASE FOR THE LOVE EVERYTHING HOLY I LOVE THIS TROPE-)

-🫀 Now that makes Rosie stop, she can see why you would have a secret admirer. But it makes her mad because can’t they see she’s been trying to court you?

-🫀 So now? She’s got to up her game! She’s a sweetheart about it the whole time though, she sees you getting flowers (they aren’t even your favorite flower this person needs to up their game) and then you’re getting something you’ve had your eyes on for a while from her! 

-🫀 Alastor is the only one who’s brave enough to remark on the fact Rosie is literally being so obvious but your oblivious so it evens out. 

Alastor hummed watching as Rosie walked you towards the front door of her parlor, basically fawning over you as she handed you that jacket you had told Alastor about one time. As you gave her a quick hug and left, his smile grew seeing the taller woman walk back over, “Rosie, deerest, if I may..this infatuation with them is really quite a show! Why haven’t you outright said anything to them is the real question.” He hummed bringing the cup to his lips, “If need be I can..tell them myself! I do know where they reside after all.” He chuckled, feeling her swat his arm playfully, “Alastor! It’s unbecoming of a gentleman to meddle in others affairs! Besides..a woman never kisses and tells.” She huffed, leaning back in her chair, “Yes but you’ve never kissed them, Rosie.” 

-🫀Now, your (not so) secret admirer is upping their gifts as well and it gets to a point where you have to put an end to the whole charade!

-🫀 Once you do it finally clicks in your mind that these two weren’t trying to be your bestfriend! They want to date you! 

-🫀 So imagine Rosie’s surprise when the secret admirer stops giving you gifts and trying to talk to you! When she asks you, your face gets red and she has to stop herself from pinching your cheeks cause you’re just so darn cute!

-🫀 She literally does the :o with her hand over her mouth, when you say you figure out that she’s been trying to court you! And of course you accept her courtship proposal!

[gatitties]

NO BECAUSE !!!!!!!! i think we need more interactions of Assassin!Reader x Bonten 😩😩 (thank u for da reader who requested it bcs my 🫀 is beating happiness) or maybe you could make this a series??? 👀👀 bUT ANYWAYS can I request a Assassin!Reader x Bonten where Bonten was trying to find some info abt Reader but ofc Reader knows abt it so when there's a general meeting for the Bonten Executives, she appeared into the meeting like she was just watching them the whole time 🤣 and Reader is mad mad abt it. she doesn't want them to snoop around her life

(if u dont want to do this, its ok!!! no pressure. lovelots 🫰🏻)

─Yandere!Bonten x assassin!reader

─Summary: tired of so much persecution you decide to set the record straight, but you are only making a mistake

─Warnings: mención of blood, unwarranted obsession, toxic behaviors, yandere stuff

first of all, I still don't know how to write action or fight scenes, I'm sorry, second, many people will be grateful to you for the request, and third, how so many people liked it?! 😭🤚anyway, here you go (about making a miniseries Idk, but if I have any idea for this I will definitely write it 😌) @ajmiila02, @kenmasbimbo, @uniqueeggtoast, @belle643, @simpingfor-wakasa, @ihavestrawberryjam, @binibining-mariaclara, @sereinitysmind (hope that I didn't left anyone untagged)

Part one / Part Three

"You should stop turning down those job offers, they offer you a good amount and your other clients seem not to ask for your help much lately."

You sighed looking at the request manager, he took your silence to mean that you didn't really care, you never have anything stable in this world, there were always better and worse times so it wouldn't really worry you.

"Just take care to let me know if there are other people than 'Mr. B', their requests are ridiculous."

The man raised both hands, nodding to your petition, after that you left the alley where you met the manager, returning to the busy streets of Tokyo in the middle of rush hour, where everyone was walking down the street without worries, you mixed among those people until you reached a suburb of small houses. You opened the rickety door with a nasty creak, looking at the garbage that flooded the floor, you couldn't ask for more for the minimum amount of this place and location, anyway it was time to move to another apartment.

Not only because you needed to change 'home' from time to time, but because lately you had felt less safe with your environment, it all started when you accepted the first request from 'Mr. B', they only asked you to kill a man, you did your job but also you discovered the identity of that 'B' who turned out to be not just one person but rather several.

You don't usually remember faces or names that aren't necessary for your missions, so you had to rack your brains to remember those two faces you saw, then you linked them to that group you saved in that brothel a month ago. Luckily only you could see how the guy with the pink mullet and the guy with the scar who tried to stop you that time were there, they seemed to be watching your movements with a satisfied smile when they saw little drops of blood fall from your face.

You interpreted that 'Mr. B' was all that group that you barely remembered the appearance of, you thought that on that occasion they were only there to check that you did your job well, but you noticed how they started to track you after that assignment, although of course, they could not find you and their only way to see you would be for those orders, which you did not accept.

The next two months your usual customers disappeared without a trace, it's not like you received daily orders but it was strange that all your requests were now only from 'B', it irritated you because it meant a heavy blow to your name in the underground, by refusing to take orders to Bonten, no one else did it as if they felt threatened.

But the worst of all was that every step you took you felt their eyes on you, every corner you turned you saw their shadow on you, it bothered you enough to think about killing them but you seriously thought about it and it would get you nowhere, you didn't used to kill to reputable or well-known people because that would cause a more intensive search for you and those guys seemed to be at least successful because they were handling a ridiculous amount of money.

You didn't even know their names and they always seemed to be on your trail, you never let them get too close to you, but lately they seemed closer and closer to finding you directly, you got fed up, you weren't leading a quiet and peaceful life, but inside from the garbage of your work you could always have a rest from all those deaths, you could always have a little space to pretend that your life was not rubble and everything was normal.

"Looks like I'm going to have to do some special work or I'll go completely hysterical."

As you were getting ready to leave that same night, all of the Bonten executives gathered at their meeting point earlier today, all sitting at a round table waiting for Mikey to start the meeting, though he waved for Takeomi to start since he was already busy eating his taiyaki.

"As you know we have been looking for that assassin from that day, we have always followed clues but we never managed to find the person, but today, we will complete the capture plan."

They all nodded in sync, some more eager than others, after all the stupid game of cat and mouse made them feel more irrationally attracted to you, Mochizuki always enjoyed watching you mix so well with people but quickly lost sight of you that he needed more from you, Sanzu and Rin enjoy seeing you staining you with the blood of your targets, Kakucho seems to appreciate your fighting style, Takeomi sees you as a difficult puzzle to solve and Ran and Kokonoi were perhaps the least attached to that exalted image of you, but they were curious about you.

"Is everyone clear about their part of the plan? We can't let anything go wrong, she never leaves a trace and knows how to erase her tracks, so we'll have to resort to more violent methods than just watching how she goes on our faces."

The meeting continued for a few minutes, explaining each phase and step while unknown to them you were in the room ventilation listening to everything, your blood boiled listening to how they talked about how they would make you bow down to them, it was your breaking point.

"Once we capture her, we can do what we want with her?"

"Only what I allow."

Mikey got up answering Sanzu who rolled his eyes for the answer, the leader patted his shirt to remove all the rest of the crumbs, with that everyone knew that the meeting had ended although to their surprise three bullets hit the table right in front of the site from Mikey, immediately after you kicked the grate and jumped on top of the table pointing your two pistols at everyone.

"I am going to make one thing clear, do not interfere in my life, I don't know what you want from me, but I'm not looking for anything from you."

You kicked Rin's arm as he tried to grab your leg, immediately firing Sanzu's pistol to disarm him, then ducking to avoid Ran's staff.

"What about the expenses for destroying that brothel?"

"You speak as if-" you jumped from the table hitting Kakucho's hands with the butt of your pistol, moving as far away from them "as if you lacked money, I know you are 'Mr. B', there is no point in charging me for that."

"We don't need reasons to want you as our slave! If we want something we have it and you would be a great possession to us."

"Oh just go to hell, Chunzu, I don't care about you or your supposed leader Mokey, I'm asking for peace of mind! and I want you to take this as a warning."

You took a little momentum, doing a slight somersault on the table, you shot at the large window breaking the glass into small pieces, you ran towards the broken window to jump through it, the arms of Mochizuki and Rin trying to reach your body unsuccessfully, you spun in the air and fired one last time before your body was thrown from the top floor of the building, disappearing into the darkness of the night and the buildings.

The bullet made Mikey's dyed hair move slightly, a couple of cut strands slowly descending to the ground, everyone fell silent watching their leader look at the window you had thrown out of, Kokonoi snapping everyone out of their daze.

"Mikey…?"

"If she want to play that game we'll play, before it was a whim, but now it's a necessity, I want her here."

He turned now looking at the wall where the lead bullet had been nailed, brushing the hole and scratching slightly to remove the small object, he smiled observing the shape and caliber.

"Let's start… analyzing this."

He took one last look at his most trusted executives before walking off fiddling with the 10mm bullet, they all looked at each other with a new flame burning in their eyes, you're only making things worse, you should have run but it was too late to get rid of them.

[itscherrylipsforme]

𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄: 𝑺𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕

As I am a hopeless romantic who acts like she hates Saint Valentine (cough, cough... I do not, I just wish I had someone to celebrate it with) I use fictional characters to cope with it. Due to this from the 12th to 24th of February I will be accepting the types of request I am listing bellow with the characters I write for. Just be sure you put the corresponding emoji you are asking for. That's all, hope you like it!. Event is closed

📓I deserve a great love story and I want someone to share it with: give me a general idea for a fic with a character and I will write it out (you can also choose from the prompts of this list)

💘All this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings: Choose one of my fictional men and I will make a moodboard for them (and if you want you can also tell me about you so I can also make a couple moodboard for both of you)

🎶A look in somebody's eyes to light up the skies: Give me a character and I will tell you 5 songs (one of them a love one) that reminds me of them

🌹Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?: I will give you general romantic headcanons for the character you ask me

🫀 You have bewitched me, body and soul: Give me a character and I will tell you the different types of people he would fall for. Alternative: tell me about you and I will ship you with a character from my list and tell you why

💌 Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all: Say a character and I will tell you ten reasons to hate them (or are they ten reasons to adore them)

Event's masterlist:

Those with a link have already been answered. Ten asks to go!

💘 For Prefect!gr!Cedric Diggory and Prefect!bc!Gryffindor!reader

🫀For Sirius Black

🫀For anon

📓Jason Todd x vigilante!bookworm!reader

🫀For Steve Harrington

🌹For gr!Cedric Diggory and bc!reader

📓 Regulus Black and reader with the prompt "Cause I hate, like, everyone except you"

📓Prefect!gr!Cedric Diggory and Prefect!bc!Gryffindor!reader requested by 🍁Anon

🫀For Regulus Black

🫀For second anon

📓Cedric Diggory and shy!ravenclaw!reader inspired by the song Gorgeous by Taylor Swift

🎶 For Jason Todd

💌 For Poe Dameron

💌 For Steve Harrington

💘For Regulus Black and f!slytherin!brunette!writer!reader

💘For Steve and a f!curly brunette!writer!quirky!reader

📓 Peter Pevensie x fem!reader with the prompt "Saying I love you isn't enough, I want you to believe me when I say it "

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astrology observations 3 🫀

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Aquarius Moons and not caring too much about physical health. take care fellow Aquarius Moons 🧿 I love how we're not serious at all even if we should when we feel comfy eg. Jisoo from BlackPink balancing bottles on her shoulder in award shows. 😳 I can see myself doing that

my Gemini Mercury, Gemini Mars and Gemini Venus friend is the best at communicating what she wants and what is working out and what isn't in a relationship. she's goals to my avoidant Scorpio Mars in 6th house ass 😭

Capricorn Mars plan revenge and are very dedicated at it, even if it takes time to get back at people. I've noticed they could enjoy planning a lot, I notice they plan the approximate date to do what they planned and their way of getting their crush is very direct and they move to you physically and want to be in your presence even if they want start as friends. my two exes were Capricorn Mars and they were content with sitting in silence with me which I appreciate

Scorpio Mars know where it stings 🦂 they can be opportunistic and impulsive in revenge, and their impulsiveness could lead to trouble but they'll do it anyway (Taylor Swift and her song Better Than Revenge). when they have a crush, they tend to show to the person attractive sides of themselves that are usually their dark side. I noticed we don't however chase others if we got hurt before, preferring to keep our cards close to our chests first, preferring to be chased ("the wine is cold like the shoulder that I gave you in the street, cat and mouse for a month or two or three" - Taylor Swift, Paper Rings). but when we love, we love protectively and deeply (and jealously) 😇

Scorpio Mars may be seen as lazy, but we just like being extremely productive when we want/need to. as Water signs, it depends on the mood and we thrive when we enjoy what we do, finding boring things not nutritional (thanks Sagittarius Sun / Mercury friend who said this 😳) and may either take breaks or listen to music while doing work. when we focus our energy on work, we can get things done quicker than others expect 😊

Saturn in 1st persons really age backwards. I was so serious and took criticisms personally as a child, but I've come to take things positively instead. it took a lot of hurt, anger, understanding and acceptance. I've become more jovial and more child-like.

am I the only one who noticed Aries Suns crush on someone for a few days then lose interest 😭😕

Cancer Suns may not be too initiative in friendships/relationships, a Cancer Sun friend once said he didn't know it was possible to send a direct message to someone out of the blue.

Virgo Sun men have a boyish vibe or appearance to them (they're usually not tall, dark and handsome lmao)

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[starkwlkr]

Hiiii, can you write a story about our today's winner Bezz pls🦂❤️🫀

muse | marco bezzecchi

request: hi!! can i request a social media au for marco bezzecchi if u accept rqs for him? maybe one where his gf is a painter ??

adding both written and social media au because why not 🙃🙃

“I’m going to throw this canvas out the window!” Y/n shouted as she got up from her spot on the floor. It had been weeks since she painted anything and clients were wondering when they could get their hands on one of her paintings, but her brain was done with ideas.

Marco noticed his girlfriend’s frustration. He wasn’t the most talented painter so he couldn’t just tell her to paint whatever. No, she would most likely cut his hair or throw the canvas at him for even making that sort of comment.

“What’s wrong?” Marco asked, walking to his girlfriend and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“I have no fucking idea what to paint! My mind is blank.” Y/n sighed. “I quit. I’m fucking quitting.”

“You can’t just quit. Why don’t you just paint me? Come on, I’ll even pose. What did the girl i titanic say? Paint me like one of your French girls?” Marco succeeded in making Y/n laugh. “There’s that beautiful smile.”

“It wouldn’t make sense though, you’re Italian.” Y/n teased.

“You’re right. So pack your bags.” Marco said.

“What?”

“Yeah, pack your bags. I’m taking my lady to Italy so she can get inspired and make beautiful paintings so everyone can buy them and then the whole world will know how talented my girl is.”

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marcobez72 la mia ragazza l'artista e la sua musa ❤️ (my girl the artist and her muse)

y/n.l/n actually you’re my muse always 🫶🏼

marcobez72 i expect another painting of my soon then 👀

y/n.l/n fine, I’ll paint you like one of my Italian girls

[prpfs]

🫀 hello! i am looking to write some prose-y highly literate dead dove-y content. if you want to write some pretty words about some fucked up characters, i am your gal. 

i am 26, she/her and on gmt-3 timezone! my happy spot is writing somewhere between 400-700+ words and i’m happy to go even longer, but i don’t love to do shorter. no one-liners, i like to have a good chunk of introspection going at all times, so i’d consider myself adv. lit. and i hope to find partners who are the same! activity wise, i really don’t mind taking a couple days or even a couple weeks between replies, very chill with long hiatuses too, as long as we keep ooc communication open. otherwise i’ll assume you’ve ghosted me, which is fine too, but i won’t be chasing. i have a lot of free time at the moment, but i’m usually a full time uni student and i can’t always do rapid fire. besides, i like my replies hefty and long, so it’s quality over speed.

this is a request for 23+ writers preferably, and the muses will be 25+. bonus points for anyone who’s also a pinterest and playlist fiend. i really love using fcs, and i usually prefer actors, but i can be persuaded to accept descriptions only.

for my character, he’s a guy with some razor sharp edges. a functional alcoholic in most verses, roughed up, very much traumatized by life. originally lawful man who’s been corrupted. lost his unrequited love years ago to a murder and hasn’t recovered since, holds everyone an arms’ length away. big guy, manly man, “boys don’t cry” type of toxic masculinity. i’m looking for mxm or mxnb at this time. he is very much a top, but i am not looking to pair him with babyfied subby bottoms. if anything, he could use a more powerful/dominant partner he can worship and meet halfway, and i think it’d be a fun subversion of tropes with the plots i have in mind anyway.

so for the plots i want, i have a few dynamics in mind (bolded are the roles my character fits into): cop x prostitute, cop x stripper, bodyguard x famous person. verrrry into making these into low or high fantasy, or period pieces. also totally open to change cop for a vague “military man” title, and depending on the age, he might be retired. and if you have other scenarios you could see fitting and would like to play out, i’m all ears!

this will be written on a private discord server. i have writing samples ready to share and i hope you can do the same, so we can see if we match! i can share my character’s pinterest board and tell you more about him, and i hope you have a character in mind when we chat. i’ll always match energy and i’m really hoping for someone i can vibe with ooc. give this post a like and i’ll find you!

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[spadecentral]

🫀 In His Head | Rook Hunt x Reader

>> requested: yes, by @pinkskybelle >> a/n: didnt do him justice pls save me

>> masterlist: 400 fllr. special , here!! >> summary: you reject rook >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): oblivious reader, you have an s/o

Rook hoped you would get the memo. The arrows that had messages attached to them, the little gifts; he hoped those would resonate a thought within you.

Unfortunately, you were more dense than he had realized. You would return his arrows with a smile, and read his letters aloud. Something that was meant for your eyes was broadcasted to your friend group. And they knew what was up. Of course they did. They would send him judgemental glares in the halls. And yet they never bothered to tell you. At least, when they tried to hint at it you would never understand.

But today… today you would understand. He had prepared everything. You would be awed by the beauty of what he had prepared for you. You couldn’t ignore his feelings now.

Figuring out where you were was easy. He basically knew the school from the inside out, and also knew your schedule and routes by heart. It was 12:07, and you would be eating lunch on the bleachers while you watched the spelldrive practice.

Picking up an arrow, Rook stabbed it through a note that read Please come behind the bleachers on the opposite side, le chasseur d'amour. Placing the back of the arrow on the string, he pulled it back before the twang of releasing it sounded. And the arrow stuck perfectly on the wooden bleachers you were sitting on. He watched as you read the notes aloud, and how your friends talked to you about something that you denied.

When you rounded the corner, he was nervously excited. He asked you to follow him, and you complied, nodding and smiling. Perfectly oblivious.

You followed Rook into a small clearing surrounded by trees, where he stopped and turned to look at you.

“Rook, can I ask what this is all about?” you asked, confused on why he would bring you so secluded.

“Le chasseur d’amour, je suis très amoureux de toi. A chaque instant, je pense à toi. S'il vous plaît, acceptez ma confession.” He confessed, hand on his chest and one out at you.

“I’m so sorry… could you repeat that?” you asked, not speaking French.

“Trickster,” he started, more embarrassed than before. “I am deeply in love with you. Would you do me the utmost favor of accepting my confession?”

“You… love me?” you ask.

“I always have,” he says, taking off his hat.

“Oh Rook,” you sigh deeply. “I’m so sorry.”

“Excuse moi?” He was not prepared for this response.

“I’m so sorry Rook.” you feel tears well in your eyes. “I’m already dating someone.”

“If I may,” his heart drops. “Who?”

“Someone from my home,” your lips form a sickly sweet smile. “They’re from my world.”

Oh.

He could never compete with someone from a different world. And he would rather lay down his bow than interfere with your relationships.

“I… je vois,” he wouldn’t let tears come to his eyes. He wouldn’t allow it. “In that case, thank you for your time, Prefect.”

He exited the forest without you, and was lowering the hem of his hat so as to not be seen in such a state. He wouldn’t love someone again. He wouldn’t put his heart out there. For his broken heart would never heal again.

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[killing-edits]

Hello! This is a request for mod Korekiyo! I was wondering if I could get a Sasaki Nobuko bubblecore header(s)? I hope you're having a nice day/night by the way!

hey nonnie, i apologize for the wait on this ! my editing motivation was down but i was able to get it back up a little and do these for ya ! hope they're okay ! <3

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[undiscovered-horizon]

Hey could I please request Dream's s/o laying down on the couch after a long day, and him carrying her to bed.

A/N: doing small things for the person you love is a louder confession than yelling 'i love you' and you can not change my mind

[Sandman-inspired playlist] || [MASTERLIST] || 🫀REQUESTS ARE OPEN🫀

Being one of the Endless, the concept of time or schedules was a little lost on Morpheus. To be clear, it wasn't that he didn't understand it, he simply didn't experience the passing of time as people did. Entire centuries could go by and he'd feel as if it was a mere blink of an eye. Because of that, he tended to show up 'at your doorstep' at the most random times during the day. If he had to wait for a few hours, he was okay with that - Morpheus always managed to find something to busy himself with. On that day, he found himself at your home at the perfect time, just not the best day.

He stood in your living room, staring at you lying on the couch. You were curled up, clearly cold, but too tired to actually grab a blanket. Old or unworn clothes were scattered on the armchair and its vicinity. There was a watering can on the coffee table - either misplaced or put there on purpose because it was so hard to miss it. Right, he did remember you tended to forget about it. Next to it was an empty mug so dark with tea residue it had to be used unwashed for at least two days. A strange aroma of both laundry detergent and takeaway filled the air. Your face was strangely dark, greyish as if you had lived an entire month in the span of 24 hours. Was this normal for humans?

"I love you and all that," your raspy voice was muffled against the cushions, "I'd do anything for you but that will have to wait until tomorrow if you don't mind."

"I did not come here to ask for favours." For a moment, Morpheus wondered whether that's how you perceived him. If he had to be completely honest with himself, and that wasn't going to happen any time soon, he'd admit that the only thing he could ask of you was your affection. So far, in his opinion, you were giving it to him willingly.

"Good," you groaned against the pillow. Maybe you were going to say something else but a yawn prohibited you from doing so.

Without wasting his breath, Morpheus effortlessly lifted you off the couch. To him, it was the least he could do for you. Your cheek nuzzled against his chest and he felt his breath suddenly become a little ragged. So much time had passed since someone was so close to him... Dream's old, tired bones were only remembering what intimacy felt like. In any case, he carefully walked towards your bedroom, making sure not to shake you too much.

"You really don't have to," you said in an absent, raspy voice. It sounded as if you were going to fall asleep before he can actually put you to bed.

"I want to." Morpheus had a habit of ending discussions with those words when he was adamant about doing something for you. Most of the time you simply sighed and accepted his expression of love knowing that sometimes it was more important to let him do something for you.

The bed sheets were unpleasantly cold compared to the warmth Morpheus provided. "Don't go," you groaned feeling his arms withdraw. He took in a deep breath, suddenly realizing just how far he was willing to go to fulfil that promise. Even before meeting you, he needed Lucienne to stop him multiple times but now, when you so effortlessly asked him, the imperative that fueled all of his actions was set alight; 'too far' no longer existed. Despite that, Morpheus knew that it was a matter of minutes before you fall asleep. On the other hand, maybe he was simply afraid that giving in even once would turn into a devastating habit. Part of him welcomed that possible ruin with open arms but Morpheus tried to silence that voice as much as he could.

"I shall see you in a moment," he said quietly.

Morpheus left your bedroom and went back to the living room. With hesitation befitting a creature unfamiliar with the mundane, he took the watering can. Walking through your home, he watered every plant there was, passing the time until you fall asleep and he can finally have you all to himself. Morpheus wondered whether this is what life as a human was. In some other life, he'd very much like watering plants for you every day while you take a nap.

[mariondeux]

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i’m not sure if this is where you request but could you please do another kevin from tmc fic? like maybe where they have a small ‘should we, should we not moment’ because they’re just friends and they don’t wanna ruin their relationship in case something happens to them

what the head wants, what the heart wants.

🫀synopsis. Kevin gets lost in the sauce.

🫀 warnings. Awkward teenagers. Bad writing.

🫀 playlist. Track one. Track two. Track three.

“Hey, you,” Kevin greeted, letting himself fall onto y/n’s bed. It had been y/n’s sixth month at the home, meaning that he was basically required to get her something to celebrate the days she lived. 

Y/n smiled and closed her book. “What’s up, Kevin?” It was not abnormal for one of the two to show up in the other’s room. Honestly, Kevin and y/n were some of the closest friends of the people in the house. A classic case of ‘joined-at-the-hip’ if you asked Dr. Stanton.

Kevin wiggled his eyebrows. “Well… it’s your sixth month here, so I uh… I got you something.” Kevin revealed a small box wrapped in newspaper. “I know that you really like the medical system and anatomy and stuff like that, so…” Kevin watched y/n accept the gift with gentle hands. Her dingers lightly brushed his, making Kevin flush slightly. 

A smile tore into y/n’s face, making her eyes light up at the jewelry in the box. “It’s-“ 

“It’s a-“

Without getting another word out, Kevin was taken aback by the way y/n launched herself at him. Her hands wrapped around Kevin’s neck, her body laying practically on top of his. She smothered her laughter in Kevin’s neck. Kevin unconsciously wrapped his arms around her and leaned into her touch. He couldn’t help but smile. “You’re welcome,” he murmured, resting his chin on y/n’s shoulder. 

When y/n finally pulled away, she smiled her smile: genuine and bright. “Thank you so much, Kevin. Will you put it on me?” 

After placing the cranium pendant around y/n’s neck, y/n turned back around and struck a pose jokingly. “Whaddaya think?” She asked, watching the smile that pulled at Kevin’s lips.

“I love it. You- it looks gorgeous,” he murmurs, heart pounding at the little distance between the two. 

“Thank you,” y/n said again.

Silence fell upon the two. As they sat, observing each other for what felt like an eternity or so, Kevin’s eyes flickered between y/n’s eyes and her face. “Y/n,” he started, words trailing off his tongue. 

“Yeah?” The teen asked in a similarly breathless voice.

“Can… can I kiss you?” He asked cautiously.

“I want too, but… Should we?”

In his head, Kevin knew it wasn’t a smart idea to get attatched to another teenager sentanced to death; in his heart, Kevin wanted nothing more than to take y/n into his arms and overwhelm her with his affection. 

“Do you want to?” 

Y/n gnawed at her lip, goosebumps travelling up her arms and back and the gaze Kevin was pinning her down with. Yes, absolutely. Y/n wanted to be kissed by Kevin, but there’s always that looming cloud in the back of her mind. What if I die tomorrow? What if Kevin does tomorrow? What if I fall asleep and never wake up tonight? What if Kevin falls asleed and doesn’t wake up tonight? What if-

“Yes.” y/n planted her hands on Kevin’s cheeks and pulled him to her lips. 

[drinkinstars]

Hi, Dari! 👋

I'm a new follower hehe. Your blog seems interesting and fun! I wonder if I can ask for a Big 6 MTL too? I was born on July 8th, 1998 👀 Here's my placement~

• Rising: Virgo

• Sun: Cancer 11th

• Moon: Sag 4th

• Mercury: Leo 12th

• Venus: Gemini 10th

• Mars: Cancer 10th

Is it ok to ask for ATEEZ and SKZ? Thank you in advance! Have a nice day ✨️🌈

@cheesenutellasoftwaffle

ATEEZ

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Wooyoung

Seonghwa

Hongjoong

More than 80%

San

Mingi

Yeosang

More than 40%

Jongho

Yunho

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SKZ

Most🫦🫀

Minho

Woojin

Seungmin

More than 70%

Felix

Changbin

Jisung

More than 40%

Jeongin

Bangchan

Hyunjin

Least🗣️🔇

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I add it there since I have the chance

From now on precise me if you want an ex member in or not since a lot of group gain fame recently even tho they debuted long ago and not anybody got the occasion to stan them before

if you don’t tell me anything I will just put them with this “mark” || If you tell me you want them I will normally put them || if you tell me you don’t want them I will exclude them || if you tell me after the post you didn’t wanted them within one week I will redo the most to least without them for more accuracy || if you tell me one week or more after I will just delete the member from the most to least ||

How to do this? Ex: You want G-Idle but you stanned them only after Soojin departure? G-Idle ot5 in the other way you want Soojin in ? G-Idle ot6

Of course I got limits and this count only for members that:

Didn’t left for legal issues: Hwall The Boyz, Baron VAV, Rocky Astro, Jinni Nmixx..ect

If yes were found innocents: Wonho Monsta X, Woojin Stray Kids..ect

Or got kicked for dumb reasons. (Ex: Dating,Smoking,surgery revealed..ect) Hyuna 4Minute, E’Dawn Pentagon,

I accept member like Soojin G-Idle, Lucas NCT, Ravn Oneus or BI Ikon even if they did questionable things they were never proven to be totally true or totally false so it’s up to your own morality if you want me to include them or not and if you believe what they were accused off is forgivable or not

I DO NOT accept members that:

Were proven culprit of a crime and I hope I don’t need to make example but since some of you can be really delusional don’t even ask for Bigbang Seungri or BAP Himchan cause I’ll block you and judge you really bad. *side eye*

Deceased members by any type of death don’t ask, it’s sick, I’ll block you pt2.

Preferably I’ll not do groups that disbanded too fast after debuting like X1 or members that left too close to the debut like Garam Lesserafim and this has nothing to do with her innocence or not since everybody thinks differently I just think nobody had time to get to know them and I don’t really wanna put time in it neither as a group or member of that group but rather as a soloist if they debuted like that then (Jinni Nmixx even tho she was my bias can be put in that category too as well as Hyuna in any group she was in since she’s now more known as a soloist, I still accept her tho)

Finally don’t ask me for Red Velvet without Yeri, EXO without Chen or Ikon without Bobby cause even if it’s your right you’ll not be welcome on my blog and I risk to proceed really slowly to your request

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