#2d x reader angst

[luvghostie]

╰┈➤ 𝟐-𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓✧.*

{𝐆𝐍 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫}

𝘛𝘞: 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨/𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, + 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘪 𝘌𝘋

♡.﹀﹀﹀﹀.♡

The sun dimly brightened your room, casting shadows on some objects. You could already hear a commotion downstairs. You just hoped and prayed to Satan Murdoc wasn't hitting 2-D. You hated when the pair would fight. Dee wouldn't even do anything, he'd just let Murdoc hit him until he was done.

You walked out of your bedroom, 2-D's door was wide open. "Hmm, guess he's up already?" you said, walking down the stairs. You walked to the kitchen opening the door. Upon entering, you saw 2-D cooking. If he was cooking who was fighting? "Moring Dee," you said, walking over to the fridge. "Morin Luv, I hope murdoc's yelling didn't wake ya." he responded, turning around to look at you. His black eyes dilated a bit before he turned around again.

"what was the yelling about anyway? I could hear it up in my room." you raised a question, opening the fridge door. Luckily you still had some chocolate milkshake for yesterday morning. "Murdoc and Rus are fightin', nothing big though." he sighed, taking a spatula from the holder. You came closer to see what he was cooking. Pancakes, he was making colored pancakes. The one he was currently making was pink, as the previous ones aside were blue, purple, and yellow.

"However, Yew know Murdoc. He'll fight just to fight, even if nothing happen' beforehand." 2-D acknowledged, flipping the sizzling pink dough. You took a drink from your milkshake, thinking about his words. He was being truthful. Murdoc would hit and punch Stuart for mistakes he made himself.

You sat at the kitchen table and watched the blue-haired boy cook. You loved his cooking, but he never ate his food or any food that you knew of. "Here yew go my lady." he chirped, sliding you the fresh pancakes. "I'm not gonna eat unless you do," you told him. 2-D eyes looked down for a minute as he stood in thought. It couldn't hurt. "Fine, I'll eat part of one." you smiled, and scooted over for him. “That's enough for me.”

[mudsock-nicdicks-wife]

Omg I love your writing 💕

If you're comfy with it, could you do a chubby y/n x gorillaz?

If you would like to add more personality pls text me💗

You can make it about anything!

definitely one of my favorite asks of the day <3

i decided to make it a bit angsty and more abt ed stuff since i needed a bit of comfort for that so i apologize lol.

Gorillaz x Chubby Y/N

(Can be taken as either platonic or intimate relationships)

TW: Disordered eating, body insecurities, and mentions of food/eating.

Murdoc F. Niccals

•He loves your curves so much.

•If anyone body shames you he will be throwing hands (and chairs).

•Will always make sure you're eating enough.

•He likes squishing you when he's stressed (if it makes you uncomfortable or insecure he will stop immediately).

- Mini Fic-

To get Y/N's mind off of eating, Murdoc decided it would be good for the two of them to get out of the house.

The bassist took Y/N to a nearby record store and bought them a few records that they have been wanting for a while.

He proceeded to take Y/N to their favorite stores and bought them their favorite snacks.

Murdoc didn't mention anything about eating the snacks which Y/N was thankful for.

The next morning Murdoc opened Y/N's door to see if they were still asleep. The bassist glanced at Y/N's sleeping form and then around their room.

When he saw the empty snack wrappers he smiled, knowing Y/N had ate at least a little bit.

Stuart '2D' Pot

•He also loves your curves!

•Always will think you're beautiful/handsome/perfect.

•He will distract you with little rants while you two eat.

•He will also try and get you to rant while you both eat so you're not as distracted by the food!

- Mini Fic-

After filming their newest music video, 2D decided to take Y/N out for lunch at their favorite restaurant since filming had taken up all his recent free time.

When they had gotten to the restaurant, Y/N started denying that they wanted anything to eat, which obviously worried 2D that Y/N was picking up on his eating habits.

Against Y/N's wishes, 2D ordered Y/N's favorite food for them and claimed that they could eat it later if they still weren't hungry.

A few minutes into the meal, the singer began ranting about one of his video games he had recently been playing and Y/N began to mindlessly eat.

Y/N had begun to panic when they realized how much they had eaten, but 2D was quick to silence them with words of praise about how happy he was that they had eaten.

Russel Hobbs

•He loves every inch of you.

•Russel will grab you and hold you if you begin to tell him about any insecurities you have.

•He then will talk to you about healthy ways you can help cope with your feelings.

•Will cook you your favorite meal afterwards and will eat with you.

- Mini Fic-

Russel had noticed Y/N had not been eating as much, so he decided to sit them down and bring the topic up as gently as he could.

As soon as Y/N began to ramble about their body insecurities, Russel wrapped Y/N in a tight hug.

After Y/N had gotten all of their feelings out, the drummer started giving Y/N healthy coping mechanisms to help them through their emotions.

When Russel had finished his and Y/N's conversation, he proceeded to make their favorite food and made sure they never skipped a meal again.

Noodle

•She is genuinely confused about how you could be insecure about something so perfect.

•She won't bring the topic up but will set up movie nights and buy your favorite snacks.

•If you ever talk to her about it she will support you in any way she can!

- Mini Fic-

Noodle didn't want to ask Y/N what was wrong, mainly because she didn't know exactly how to. She had began noticing little things here and there that we're changing about Y/N, but could never find the right words to use when asking them about it.

So, Noodle decided to help you in the only way she could think of, a movie night!

Noodle brought even more blankets to Y/N's room and set the snacks next to them.

Y/N looked at Noodle, almost asking as if it was okay for them to eat. The guitarist smiled and nodded.

After Y/N had eaten their snacks, they had fallen asleep on Noodle's lap.

[nanaminokanojo]

ACCIDENTALLY IN LOVE | Sukuna X You | CHAPTER INDEX I /PROLOGUE (Part 1-68)

-meet cute? a cheesy musical number? forget it! love makes itself known to you through a minor car accident, a broken arm, and a treacherously charming temporary chauffeur

CHARACTERS: sukuna x you/reader | jjk characters (uraume, gojo, geto, shoko, nanami, choso, maki, nobara, mei-mei, etc.)

GENRE: full-length smau + prose | bad boy x good girl | college au | a lot of firsts | aged-up characters | strangers to lovers | smut | fluff | angst | ooc depictions - soft sukuna ftw

TW/CW: strong/mature language | adult content so mdni on some parts | mentions of alcohol and/or smoking | mentions of injury, promiscuity and bullying | pet names because they're cute with 2D men | toxic behavior | will add more if something arises

AKI’S NOTES: Reblogs and likes are very much appreciated, and I actively respond to comments as well as Asks. Also, if you’re interested, I will include you in the tag list. Just message me through whatever avenue you’re most comfortable with. Happy reading!

MASTERLIST

A/N: Yup. Intrigue and a video right off the bat.

CHAPTERS: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15

16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30

31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 | 37 | 38 | 39 | 40 | 41 | 42 | 43 | 44 | 45

46 | 47 | 48 | 49 | 50 | 51 | 52 | 53 | 54 | 55 | 56 | 57 | 58 | 59 | 60

61 | 62 | 63 | 64 | 65 | 66 | 67 | 68 | CHAPTER INDEX II

ADDITIONAL NOTES: i will be using pics and other media which would fit situations and make the smau-ness of this piece a little more realistic and entertaining when i believe it’s appropriate/fitting to the plot (as i've done with my other smau). having said that, with regard to inclusivity, i just want to put it out there that they will not necessarily be aimed as the exact descriptions to fit a supposedly generic reader nor will they be representative of a specific race or color. it’s all for the simple fact of media availability, for funsies and the fact that i don’t exclusively write in consideration of those aspects when using reader-insert characters unless i specify it. thank you for understanding.

TAG LIST: CLOSED

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A/N: I have another version of this story somewhere on the internet with different characters, and I thought, why not make it a Sukuna smau. So excited for this! This'll probably come out this weekend lol or the next if push comes to shove.

© ORIGINAL WORK BY nanaminokanojo. CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY GEGE AKUTAMI’S “JUJUTSU KAISEN”. [20240514]

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[ay-chuu]

DISCOVER. L, I, M, P, Say it.

!! (Self aware bsd boys)

WARNING! Obsessive behaviour in some and angst.

A/N: Sorry for any grammer mistake i made!!

Self aware!Dazai, Chuuya, Jouno, Fyodor, Ranpo, Sigma x Gn! Reader

You really was the most airheaded human, in Dazai's eyes. Because he learned everything about you in just few weeks, while you only knew him as a popular 2d... character? Dazai knew he didnt thought himself as a human but being a non human in different world with a canon fact hurted him. He's not gonna even talking about the... writer version himself in your life. He just wanted something really clearly over his life and it was YOU. You, who made him self aware by mistake. You who made him fell for someone really. You, who made him want to live for a little longer to know you...

"Cute." Chuuya thought. You were really looking cute trying to sew a plush version of him while looking at the manga's colored page to match his features. He hated it when you closed the page tho. Yes he could always try to put himself that is connected with his... other self's but manga was the easiest one since he was origannly from here. He wondered. What would you look like in here too? Would you have powers? Would you meet him? Would you be... his love interest? Well he was never gonna know the truth. The only truth that he know was he was falling- no. Already fallen in love with you.

Jouno hated how stupid and complicated this situation was. And he hated how he couldn't do anything, even a simple thing for you. He hated how pathetic this... no he was. He fallen for you, who was a REAL different version of human. Who was in another reality. He knew that you didn't even knew what you did to him. In your eyes, he was just a character that you enjoyed... reading. Ah he guessed that life was giving him a punishment because of his brutal actions for others. How brutal....

You really wondered that if your pc got a virus or something. Because everytime you try to search or write something there was a thing that made you remember fyodor. Like when you try to an essay for your study, your computer would always write "fyodor" that any word that starts with f. Or when you opened a website you would always see fyodor's manga version. But you thought you just freaked out because... what kind of virus would do that right? Wrong. You were wrong for thinking you were wrong. Fyodor, who hacked all of your system would always make you remember who loves you most. He wanted to engrave himself into your subconscious. Because one day, when he finds a way to bring you into his universe, you would not lose your way to find him...

Ranpo had always thought he was smart. Or rather, it was like that in the past... Because ever since he met you, he saw himself as the smallest-brained person in the world. No matter how hard he tries, no matter how many times he reaches different thoughts, he couldn't reach you. While you could always reach him with a single page turn or google, he barely understood that you were from another universe... At first he thought you were just one of the games of Poe's books. He wished you were. Maybe if you were, he would never have fallen in love with you so hard...

Sigma was so surprised when he was able to discover you for the first time. But more than being surprised, he felt very close to you. Because you... were like a different universe version of him. He was born from a book. For him, you were a book that born in a different universe and watching him. The day you read the story about him and smiled because you felt close to him, he realized that he was in love with you. But if there was one part that wasn't surprising at all for him, it was that he couldn't reach you. Ah, because it wasn't just people playing with him all his life. His life was the biggest user playing with him. After all, It didnt change the fact ... he was really just a written person. In any reality.

[cirtusmistress]

JJK Baby Daddy x Reader HC: Choso ~ The Helicopter Parent

an: i love choso and have baby fever. which sucks for a lesbian who has a visceral fear of being pregnant. so i'm gonna write about a 2D man k thanks <3

tw: mentions of SIDs

genre: fluff with a touch of angst in the teen years

AO3 Crosspost

Bless his heart man :(

Didn’t even know he could have kids but once he learned that he could it was game over.

He had eight siblings and loves them all with his whole heart. Literally Yuji being his brother reshaped his brain, how do you think having kids will have him?

I see him as a girl dad personally but he will love his children no matter the gender.

It was a lot when you told him you were pregnant. It had never really been a thought beforehand, and it just kinda.. Happened. It was a long discussion but you decided to keep it (but if you didn’t want it he would have supported you, because he loves you and in the end you have to come first).

Anxious as fuck though. He’s buying so many parenting books and reading mommy blogs and did you know you shouldn’t eat fish while pregnant? No fish for you. Such a helicopter dad and partner.

LOVES designing the nursery.

You bought him a disposable camera so he could document the pregnancy and he adored every second of it. He makes you a pregnancy scrapbook for each one.

He keeps the first ultrasound pic on him all the time. Shows it to everyone he can like, “This is my baby :)”

He cried every time you two looked at onesies. Realizing how small your baby was gonna be got him so emotional.

Likes helping you pick out maternity wear too! He thinks you’re so cute :(

If you’re a seahorse dad he’s super understanding and tries to help you through any dysphoria you may have. You’re his partner and he feels his family's pain very strongly, so he just wants you to be okay.

He involves Yuji in your pregnancy a lot too (which he loves, he can’t wait to be an uncle).

When the baby finally comes home he’s such an anxious mess. Every time they cry he’s just overwhelmed and scared something is wrong or his fault.

He doesn’t get much sleep. He made the mistake of reading about SIDs and is constantly scared that he’ll wake up one day and they’ll just be gone.

It takes a lot of reassurance from you to calm him back down. Eventually he starts sleeping again, but his sleep is very light.

Loves wearing a papoose (baby carrier). He likes having his baby with him wherever he goes.

I can see him fully committing to being a stay at home daddy. He loves his family and if he could spend every day with his children nothing would make him happier. Gives you a lot of special attention during and after the pregnancy. Massages, going out late at night for craving foods, sitting with you while you go through morning sickness. When you get home he’s super hands on so you can rest and recuperate. You’re the love of his life, nothing is too much for you.

He also makes baby scrapbooks. For all of his kids, at least 3 each. No one goes without and every child is made sure to feel special and loved.

Again, cries at every milestone. When they roll over, when they sit up, the first word. Even the less conventional ones like the first hair cut.

You had to keep him from attacking the doctor when you took them in for their first shots..

The toddler phase is fun. He’s chasing naked babies around your home day and night. Loves the phase where they want to sleep in bed with you two. Being able to have his family all in one bed makes him feel safe. Even if it means a kick to the side or back.

It’s hard when his kids start going to school. He can’t always be with them or protect them and it’s scary for him. He’s always thinking about them, and when they get home he’s always there to pick them up or walk them back to the house.

The teen phase is also a hard transition. Suddenly it’s not cool to spend time with your dad anymore. Some of his kids do, of course, but it’s always a struggle when the others pull away. You always assure him it’s normal, and they still love him. But Choso struggles when his family pulls apart even in little ways.

He’s still a helicopter parent. He means well but to teens it just feels overbearing. He doesn’t know what he’s doing wrong.

But in the end his kids always come back. Because they know he will never abandon them, and would raise hell for them.

Wants at least three. If you’re willing, five.

Readiness? 60% Lot’s of panic and crying, but no doubt all of his children will feel endlessly loved, as will you.

who else should I daddy? gojo and nanami are on my hit list

[princessleechan]

“Choi Seungcheol Must Die” profiles #1

Masterlist

📌synopsis: Mingyu wasn't the one with his heart broken. It was his little sister. And Seokmin's older sister. And Chan's best friend. Choi Seungcheol is a menace to society and needs to be put down. Immediately. The sure fire way to do it is to give him a taste of his own medicine: break his heart.

📌pairing: fem!reader x ??? (seungcheol, mingyu, seokmin, chan)

📌genre: slight angst, romance, humor

📌series tags: SMAU, inspired by “John tucker must die”, John tucker!seungcheol, college au, revenge fic, tags will vary from chapter

taglist: @mhlsymlysn @silvsie @christinewithluv @tara-drabbles @aiforyuu @2youngsworld @justcruisingalonguntilbamkpop @asyre @simpxxstan @anzellll

🐈‍⬛YN(reader): background character turned 'it girl' with help of three men in it for revenge against a infamous asshole. a lover of cats with misfortune of not owning one and an undecided major. didn't think much about helping take down a guy that has done nothing but broken countless hearts but gets more than they ask for after getting themselves involved.

🏀Choi Seungcheol: resident asshole whom is a serial dater and has a reputation of dating multiple people at once. athletic scholarship student (not that he needs it being loaded) that gets off on attention of all kind, especially with his big social media presence. Visibly a 2D Character whose only personality is that he dates and has a close friendship with Yoon Jeonghan, another athletic scholarship kid.

📸Kim Mingyu: older brother to a dating victim of Seungcheol's. film and photography major that takes part in AV club. He is the leader and brains of the operation and has never liked Seungcheol but now has a good reason. Access to camera equipment, records and/or captures everything instinctively. Usually the man behind the camera but has always been told he has the face to be in front of it.

🎤Lee Seokmin: Younger brother to a dating victim of Seungcheol's. Performing arts major with a minor in music theory. Spends most of his time performing and perfecting his craft. Other times is the doting brother that has a hard time believing his strong sister could be hurt by simply a guy. Typically unconfrontational but would do anything to see a smile on his sister's face again.

🌟Lee Chan: Best friend of a dating victim of Seungcheol's. Creative writing major with a love for all thing romantic comedy and a sense of justice. has always been madly in love with his best friend, Haru, but has always been unconditionally supportive of anything in her life, including relationships, and he is okay with just being an important person in her life. After hearing her heart was broken, he wants nothing but be by her side.

[satorubrain]

CURSE THE GACHA!

Pairings: Gojo Satoru x Reader.

Tags: Fluff, silly, kinda crack fic, angst (thanks to gacha games)

Synopsis: You simply lost your 5050 in genshin.

It was supposed to be a good morning, better even. You both didn't have any missions or classes today, you both are supposed to be resting in bed till the afternoon, cuddling, lazily waking up to do your basic routine, eating something, and perhaps putting on masks while watching a movie. You both are SUPPOSED to be lazily resting. But Satoru can't find you in your bed. It's 7:30 in the morning and he's patting your place to feel your warmth and suffocate you with his cuddles but you're missing, not just that the place you were sleeping in is cold, meaning it's been a while since you've already left.

He grumbles, whining and calling out your name as he drags himself out of bed to hunt you down. You're nowhere to be found until he smells a sweet delicacy and heads to the kitchen watching you anxiously pacing around in the kitchen, stomping your feet while waiting for the dangos to be cooked.

As happy as he is, he's also slightly worried about the cause of your anxiety. You don't even notice his presence until he hugs you from behind and rubs your arm to calm you down."Babe, what's wrong??" He asks, still sleepy as he knows it's probably nothing serious until you turn around and grip his arms and look at him with panic apparent on your face. That's when he gets a little serious and is prepared to fight off anything that's troubling you.

"Satoru... Do you think I'll win my 5050 I've been saving for Raiden for six months..." you confess quietly, almost on the verge of tears, gripping his arms tightly. The sentence utterly shocks the man in front of you. There's a brief silence until he bursts into laughter holding you in his arms while you look at him confused. His laugh seemed to be getting louder seeing you getting angry. Of course, the only thing that worries you is your gacha games, how could he ever forget that.

"This is why you aren't getting any dangos" you threaten as you push the man away who is laughing at you and go back to prepping the dangos you made to celebrate your beloved 2d character as you wait for the game to update while swatting him away from the delicacy you made. That could barely stop him from clinging to you and whining about how much he deserved those treats you made.

Ignoring him, you finally get seated, in front of your computer, on Gojo's lap as he refuses to let go of you. Anxiously waiting while holding Gojo's hand tightly when the loading gets stuck on that geo symbol.

"Don't worry, princess, you will win the 5050"

He pats your head trying to calm down his silly beloved which seems to help until you open the banner screen and gasp when you see Raiden waiting to join your team, holding Gojo's hand even tighter.

"Princess you'll cut off my blood circulation" he remarks, giggling, just for you to hold his hand even more tightly with a "shut up" thrown at him.

Soon as you start pulling, it doesn't take long to see your awaited golden yellow fragment falling down from the sky, happily waiting for your lovely Raiden to come home but your happiness is destroyed when a red-haired man with a claymore appears on your screen. GONE. Your joy is gone to a place where your luck resides, to a land no one shall reach.

"I'm really gonna cry" you confess as you are about to harshly land your head against the but it was cushioned by a Satoru who was trying to control his laughter, trembling slightly, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. Trying to calm himself down he steadies you both and points at the screen.

"Look!! Don't you have enough..." He recalls the name of the currency you told him of "primogems? I'm sure you can get her and her weapons as well!!"

"but Satoru i"m not that lucky" you sob, feeling defeated because of a certain shitty pyro MAN.

"then just swipe? After all, the amount won't even be noticeable, if not then I can-" Before he can even finish a sentence you protest loudly.

"NO. I know I can spend but there's no fun in that" you pout.

He sighs smiling and shaking his head at your stubborn behavior, trying not to laugh he just makes you face the screen as he places his hand on top of your hand which is resting on the mouse while making you face the screen. Without waiting any longer, he moves the cursor and clicks the '×10'.

You scream while Gojo proudly boasts about his victory when you see a golden yellow fragment on your screen. Of course, this happened. But not just that you loudly gasp while covering your mouth when you hear Satoru click as a second, third, and fourth Raidens appear on your screen. You blankly stare at your screen wondering how the fuck did your boyfriend break the game when you always seemed to be reaching pity.

Satoru who was only looking at you go through the rollercoaster ride of emotions wonders what happened and decides to spare a glance at the screen, that's when he realizes, of course, he broke the game.

"See babe it's just that easy!!! shouldn't I be rewarded for this?" He nuzzles into your cheek before showering you with kisses, dragging you out of your shock by placing a dango against your mouth as you take a bite smiling at your boyfriend's demands. "but honestly babe, your despair when you lose 5050 can create a special grade curse" he adds on earning an offended look and a smack on his hand.

You gulp down the food before showering him with well-deserved kisses before feeding him the dangos he was craving for the longest.

"Well, still I guess my lucky boyfriend deserves nice things for at least today!"

"That sure I always do!" He exclaims caging you in his embrace, giggling like little kids. Oh how much he loves these simple little worries. Laughing and crying over the tiniest things, being unnecessarily dramatic with his beloved. How healing it is to his soul to indulge in everything you liked. Oh, how he loved when you made him forget about the world by just your presence.

It's the first time I've written in years.

[REQUESTS ARE OPEN]

[winxanity-ii]

TENSION

ship: kirishima x fem!reader warnings: non-explicit (look, i'm not finna lie, idk what to put this as. fluff, non-fluff-but-not-sex-or-angst, idfk i just write y'all) word count: 2.2k a/n: Y'all i think i got a problem...i keep wanting respectful 2d characters to make me cry 🥴🫣🫣

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You, originally a general course student, had always admired the aura surrounding Class 1-A of U.A. High School.

It was during the Sports Festival that you got a chance to showcase your unique quirk, "Mirror Sync," that allowed you to mimic and amplify any quirk you'd previously seen.

The spectacle of your powers stunned the audience and left Class 1-A speechless, well, except for your classmates in the general course. They'd seen your capabilities during your Quirk Apprehension Test and rooted for you to claim a spot in the prestigious hero course, which you did.

And surprisingly, making the move to the hero course was easier than you'd anticipated. You'd expected to be an outsider, but instead, you were welcomed with open arms.

Perhaps it was because you were all bound by the same dream—to become a hero.

Still, you found yourself gravitating towards a specific group: the Deku Squad.

Midoriya Izuku, especially, became a close friend. He was like a human encyclopedia when it came to heroes, and the two of you clicked instantly.

Your conversations would often start casually, perhaps over some notebook sketches of hero moves or a quick discussion about the latest daring escapades of pro heroes you both admired.

"Hey, have you seen Ingenium's new move? It's amazing!" you'd often start, and that would be enough to set off an hours-long conversation, discussions that made time fly and hearts soar. The two of you would delve into the physics of quirks, the ethics of heroism, and sometimes, personal stories and ambitions.

During one late-night chat, you'd even opened up to him about your shyness, how you often felt crippled by a fear of rejection. Izuku's eyes had widened, and then he'd laughed, a warm, understanding chuckle. "You too? I totally get it," he'd said, and in that moment, you knew you'd found a kindred spirit.

Ah, yes. The good old days. Since then, life in Hero Course 3-A was mostly routine, with the regular bouts of chaos here and there, courtesy of villain attacks and challenging training sessions.

Today was no different. It was lunchtime, and the Deku Squad was getting ready to head to the cafeteria.

Uraraka floated a few things into her bag and smiled. "Ready to head to lunch?"

You chuckled at her enthusiasm. "Go ahead, I need to grab my bento from my bag real quick."

"Sure thing!" Iida chimed in, "We shall secure a table fit for heroes-in-training!"

You laughed at Iida's usual flair for the dramatic as they walked out, each of them offering you a smile and wave of reassurance. Alone in the classroom, you took a deep breath and moved towards your bag to fetch your bento.

As you leaned over, you felt your shoulder-length passion twists sway freely, momentarily obscuring your vision. Deciding it was best to keep them out of the way, you gathered the twists deftly in your hands, pulling them back into a low ponytail.

With your hair now neatly pulled back, you bent down one more time to unzip your bag and retrieve your bento, humming a tune that had been stuck in your head for days—courtesy of Izuku, of course.

Just as your hand finally grasped the bento, a shadow fell over you, making the hair on the back of your neck stand up. The humming ceased, as did the playful notes dancing in your mind, replaced by silence.

Looking up, you found Kirishima Eijiro standing there, blocking the sunlight streaming in through the classroom windows. A smirk played on his lips, but his eyes lacked their usual energy.

"Uh, h-hello," you stammered, clutching your bento as if it were a shield. Sweat trickled down the side of your face.

This was far from the first odd encounter with him. Ever since you’d been in 1-A, Eijiro's mood shifted in perplexing ways when it was just the two of you. He was the life of the party, a ball of positive energy around everyone else, always engaging, and supportive. But with you, his demeanor changed—his expressions turned cold, eyes that usually sparkled now clouded with an unreadable emotion.

The problem wasn't that he was necessarily cruel, but the duality made you anxious, left you questioning your worth in a way your imposter syndrome often did. Why was his kindness so universal yet so exclusive? And why did it have to exclude you? You’d often found yourself wondering what it was about you that drew out this other side of him. Was it intimidation, annoyance, or something else entirely?

This odd, unspoken tension between you and Eijiro had always lurked in the background, but you'd never had the courage to address it upfront.

Shaking your head slightly, as if trying to dispel a cloud of thoughts, you stuttered, "Y-Yes? Kirishima-kun? Did you need something?"

His smirk widened, if only just, as if your stuttering delighted him in some twisted way.

"Need? Nah. Want? Maybe..." he drawled, his eyes sharpening as they scanned your nervous form. "I'm just stuck on something, ya' know? I can't help but notice how much you seem to think you belong here," Eijiro began, a teasing edge sharpening his voice. "I mean, you have the quirk, sure. But truly, you're not fit for this, yeah?"

There was something almost hypnotic about the deep red of his irises, contrasting sharply against the harsh words he was spitting out.

"I saw your grades from the last exam. What, did you just scrape through?" He snickered, baring a sharp-toothed grin that was anything but friendly. "And let's not kid ourselves about your performance during the recent sparring sessions. Stumbling, tripping, falling flat on your face—it's like you're inventing new ways to fail."

His words felt like needles, and you could feel your eyes sting with fresh tears. You hated how spot-on he was—how he aimed precisely at your insecurities. Overwhelmed, your gaze fell away from him; you tried to look anywhere but those judgmental eyes.

That was a mistake.

Feeling a swift jerk on your ponytail, your head tilted back to face him. "Who told you to look away?" Eijiro sneered, his grip on your hair unyielding.

The disparity in your heights became glaringly obvious; your eyes, now watery, could barely meet his. "You can't even face me while I talk to you? No wonder you're struggling in this course," Eijiro added, keeping up his barrage of taunts. Your mouth opened, as if to defend yourself or maybe even say something snarky back, but before you could get the words out, he stepped even closer to you. His body pressed against yours, cornering you against the desk. Your heartbeat echoed in your ears, drowning out all other sounds.

Your senses flooded with his presence—his scent, his warmth—and you felt a heat creep into your cheeks. You placed your hands on his chest in a feeble attempt to put some distance between you two. But his shirt felt thin against his rock-hard muscles, and he didn't budge an inch, holding you firmly in place.

His nearness was intoxicating, your mind swirled, and for a brief moment, you felt almost dizzy.

But before you could fully grapple with this complicated tangle of emotions, Eijiro suddenly yanked your ponytail harder, snapping your attention back to the uncomfortable reality.

A whine slipped through your lips involuntarily, and a tear broke free, streaking down your cheek. Your face turned even redder from the combination of the pain and the embarrassment.

With a smirk that was almost wolfish, he leaned in close, his nose gently grazing your damp cheek in a gesture so intimate it made your heart pound erratically in your chest.

The dissonance between his actions and his previous harsh words disoriented you, and you were lost in the labyrinth of his mixed signals.

"I'm not sure if it's unmanly of me," he began, leaning back to squeeze your cheeks, forcing your lips to puff out into an exaggerated pout, "but I really like seeing you cry."

You were still processing the weight of his words, your mind a whirlwind of confusion and indignation, when a knock sounded at the door. Eijiro's eyes flicked to the entrance, and so did yours.

Bakugo Katsuki was leaning against the doorframe, his gaze as piercing as ever.

"What's taking so long, Shitty-Hair?" Katsuki's voice was tinged with both irritation and a certain kind of interest that you couldn't quite place.

Rather than responding, Eijiro shifted to the side, giving Katsuki a full view of your pouted lips and flushed face. Katsuki's eyes seemed to rake over you, lingering just a tad longer than you'd expect. A scoff that bordered on a chuckle escaped his lips.

As he turned to leave, he paused to glance back over his shoulder at Eijiro.

"You better not take all day, Shitty-Hair." The weight of his gaze met Eijiro's, filled with an implicit promise—or perhaps a warning—before he strides away.

The atmosphere became even more electrified, tension hanging like a thick fog.

As the door swung shut behind Katsuki, he couldn't help but shout over his shoulder, directed toward the fading chorus of complaints coming from down the hall. "Quit whining! I'm coming!" The annoyance in his voice was clear, but it was tinged with a familiarity that could only exist within their tight-knit group.

Before the door had a chance to latch shut, a whirlwind of pink and black burst into the room. Mina, eyes wide with anticipation and a lively grin on her face, ignored Katsuki's growled warning and tumbled inside. Her gaze ping-ponged from Eijiro to you, and then back again. "Kirishima, what's taking you so—"

Her words sputtered to a stop as she registered your appearance—flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, and tear tracks still shimmering on your skin. Her eyes rounded with concern, the earlier ebullience vanishing in an instant. "Hey, are you okay?"

It was like Eijiro flipped a switch inside him, so swift and complete was his transformation.

The challenging gleam in his eyes softened to something warmer, more vulnerable. The tilt of his lips shifted from a smug, controlling curve to a gentle, almost shy smile. Even the space he'd previously claimed, so close and confining, opened up as he took a small step back, allowing you room to breathe.

"Ah, well, you see," he began, his voice shifting from its earlier confident timbre to something softer, tinged with regret. "She laid it all on the line, wore her heart on her sleeve, ya know? And I—well, I had to let her down. But we're talking it through, right?"

Mina's eyes seemed to widen even more, if that was possible. Her lips, painted a lively shade of pink that matched her hair, turned down in a pout. She looked like she was gearing up to give Eijiro a piece of her mind, to defend your honor perhaps, but he cut her off before she could gather steam.

"You know what? Forget it," he suddenly interjected, his eyes locking onto yours for a moment as if he were searching for something. "I've changed my mind. I accept your confession."

The moment Eijiro's words settled in the air, a shrill ring punctuated the tension, signaling the end of lunch. You felt your eyes widen, your pulse quickening in a blend of horror and disbelief. Before you could even process the whirlpool of emotions engulfing you, Mina leapt into the air with a squeal of delight.

"He said yes! She said yes!" She whooped, dashing out of the room to announce your 'new relationship' to the rest of the Bakusquad drifting back from lunch. Her voice echoed down the hall, the enthusiasm infectious enough to stir a chorus of cheers and laughter in response.

You were catatonic, a statue frozen in time, even as you felt Eijiro's arm wrap securely around your waist. The physical connection snapped you back to reality, but the emotions still swirled—bewilderment, trepidation, and a touch of excitement, a tangled mess that left you dizzy.

As your classmates returned from lunch, Eijiro's arm, which had been wrapped around your waist, lessened its grip. He was soon tugged away by the returning Bakusquad, eager to question him about the sudden turn of events. You barely noticed his departure, still stuck in a sort of emotional limbo.

As you stood there, a presence quietly sidled up next to you. It was Izuku, his notebook clutched in one hand as if he'd spent his lunch jotting down hero strategies. His green eyes met yours, a curious blend of surprise and inquiry filling them.

Across the room, Denki and Sero had already taken it upon themselves to mercilessly tease Eijiro about his sudden "girlfriend." Their laughter and jibes filled the room, creating a surreal atmosphere that had you questioning if this was reality or just another complicated layer of some daydream.

Your eyes locked onto Eijiro's for just a moment. He tilted his head, and there it was—a self-satisfied smirk that morphed seamlessly into his standard, friendly grin as his eyes flicked to his teasing friends and back to you.

Izuku cleared his throat, bringing your focus back to him. "Wow, you and Kirishima-kun, huh? Who would've thought."

Your mouth moved, but the words came out as an incoherent mumble, barely louder than a whisper. You finally managed to eke out, "...Me neither."

[bunicate]

rules. absolutely no minors interacting with my works. my sfw content (supa rare) is fine, but please don’t follow me. only do so if you are 18+. no ageless or blank blogs [ must retweet fics to support your fave blogs ! ]

about. this blog is an outlet just for me to write smut of characters I like so everything here is self-indulgent. I do kinda take requests but only those that align with my interests ! I prefer thirsts or just general ideas. i am not the fastest or the most eloquent writer. I make tons of spelling and grammatical mistakes unfortunately :/ but this is just for fun so pls 🐻 with me !

I write a lot of incest but I do not endorse the things I write about. it’s just fiction abt 2d characters! ! all my works are a fantasy that exist in a tiny vacuum on tumblr that has no influence over me or my actions irl. if any of that still makes you uncomfy, uneasy or if bothers you, just block me ^_ < hate will not be acknowledged unless I feel like embarrassing you :p

all the characters I talk/write about are written as 21+ and reader is always an adult

currently writing for: genshin impact, naruto, honkai star rail, love & deep space, obey me ( luci & belphie ). send some thoughts ^_^

𝒚𝒆𝒔 . . . mild cnc, mild dub-con, somno, incest/step-cest ♡ pet play/hybrids, yandere (ok!), daddy kinks/ddlg dynamics, lactation, minor watersports, jealousy, possessive men, a/b/o, oral fixations, sloppy blowjobs, tit worship, size difference/kink, pussy spanks, damsel in distress~

𝒏𝒐 . . . gore, degradation ( bitch, slut, whore etc. ) age play, grooming, non-con/rape, pegging, teacher x student ( ? ) male or gender neutral reader, sub character, scat, throw up, period blood, feet, femdom reader, top reader, shota/loli, sex worker/prostitute reader or scenarios, porn links, cheating, angst with no happy ending :[

[lilith-little-world]

Sneak Peek of Chapter One|| The Isekai’d Oracle||

This is very short and I will be posting more sneak peeks of the wip chapter and drawings of possible spoilers for future scenes. For clarification, this is a Sun Wukong x Reader, for each chapter my minimum word count is around 10k words, usually, I try to push for 20k. The most I had done is over 50k words for a chapter (still fucking proud of that). It may take a while tho. I will upload the story on Ao3, Wattpad, or both.

Also, this will be unedited and will have a lot of grammar mistakes. There are going to be huge or small changes when the finalized chapter, comes out. So enjoy the first part of the first chapter.

Summary: The reader was pushed beyond her breaking-point, and wishes for a new life. Not knowing, it had set in stone her destiny. Thrown into the world of the Lego Monkie Kid, she earns the title, “Fated Oracle”, who has returned to give her guidance. The bad news, she doesn't have a clue what's happening and regrets ever wanting a new life. Yet she decides not to change the ending but change the path towards it. Will she succeed in not having everyone go threw angst? Is it possible that the Monkey King will not fuck over any new friendships and have everyone mad at him? Let's find out if our precious reader makes the story all fluff or have it ruined by angst and pain.

The campus was busy as any other day. Students walked to their classes, and clubs doing activities or talking to their friends, everyone was enjoying their sunny and bright day. Then there was you, stuck in the campus library, quietly crying. Shame and embarrassment never hit you. Is it so bad to have a break from the constant shit the world dumps on you? Apparently, it is.

The students ignore your display of raw emotions. Nothing new, many students before you, would seek the endless bookshelves. To have a spot to cry in. It's the only area on this campus where the possibility of some alone time exists, even though it was public. 

When was the last time you took a break and just be yourself?

You sob while watching an animated show on your barely working laptop. The only thing comforting you on this terrible day. The 2D Lego characters act out the ending of the series. Well, for now, as the foreshadowing of season 4 plays. It had been a while since you had last seen the show. Rather busy with the fuckery of this year. You close the laptop when the screen fades to black. You stare at a random corner, letting your mind think.

The current enemy.

Earlier in the school year, you made sure to be on top of your classes and get good grades, only to fail. How did things get so bad? You did everything right, and chose the “correct path”. So, why isn't everything working out? 

A few faces pop into your head, almost in a taunting way. Of people, you can blame this unfair situation you’re in. Yet you didn't have the heart to do so. Still, your infuriated mind replays the memories of how this mess came to be. 

Midway into the first half of the semester, your parents had gotten sick with the flu. Sadly, you were the only child that had “enough spare time” to take care of them. It made you miss a few in-person tests during that small period but nothing your overall grade couldn't deal with.

Luckily, your parents had gotten better, soon after. The moment they were in stable condition, you had already packed your bags. Ready to go back to the college campus. Then life decided that it didn't hit you hard enough. 

Consequently, your mother had gotten into a small accident at work. The day you were planning to leave. Luckily, it wasn't anything serious, yet somehow, your help was once again needed.

However, what got you upset the most, is how the professors weren't sympathetic to your current situation. Refusing to allow you to retake the tests or projects. Next thing you know, the zeros started to pile up and destroyed your once-good grades. Even though you tried to stay on top of the online work or trying to be part of the group projects yet it wasn't enough. So now you're failing the whole semester because a sorry excuse for a professor wanted to be an asshole.

This was going to be your last year, but that isn't the case anymore. Worse, you don't have enough money left to redo the semester. Dealing with your family and school was stressful enough, but what took the icing on the cake was that you had to work during all this. Being a server for some rundown diner, working late nights. You went beyond your limit and still kept pushing forward. Naively thinking that things would have gotten better. 

You tried, and you failed.

What a cruel joke that is being played on you. If only something can whisk you away so you don't have to worry about this anymore. This isn't even the major you wanted to take but had done it to please your parents. Wasting your time on this damn absurdity, trying to play it safe. All because it was the “right path” to choose. Now here you are crying in a damn public library because you ruined your life. If only some greater power takes mercy on you and gives you a new life. A new start.

Then you'll make your own path to choose.

“Hehe, as if someone can be that generous.” You said to yourself. Closing your eyes, taking a breath. 

“I don't have time for this. I already wasted enough. I need to be at work soon.”

Quickly pulling yourself together, you put away the laptop in your bag. The world doesn't stop spinning for anyone, after all. Anyway, you can always postpone a good cry for later and you can rewatch the series anytime.

The sun was setting, bringing the cold night. You shiver from the cold winds, regretting not bringing a jacket. Regardless, being cold or not, you waited at the bus stop around the corner. A few others wait along. The minutes pass by longer than usual. Cursing to yourself when you realize the bus is going to be a few minutes late. Another misfortune event on this godfucking day.

The sound of loud rumbling breaks your negative mood. The bus slowly came to a stop, the brakes hissing. A part of you wanted to say fuck it and not go to work today. Nevertheless, your body automatically steps in and shows your bus pass. Already have the actions mesmerized.

‘Guess it won't hurt to be on autopilot.’

That quickly, you zoned out and let your body lead. Only to check in when noticing your stop and putting your bag in the break room. 

You put a black collared shirt on top of yours. Getting a hair tie out, you pull your hair back to a semi-high ponytail. It wasn't much but was better than being yelled at for not having it up.

“Alright, time to work and suck up.” You said, mentally preparing yourself.

This job was okay, depending on the night it was going to be. Either the diner is extremely busy or dead, and both are horrendous. Be stuck with countless people and their orders or have nothing to do for hours and get paid less for it.

You really need to find a better job.

“Come on sweet cheeks, customers are waiting already.” 

Not caring to give a response to the head chef. Getting the menus, you put on your best smile.

“Hi, welcome, hope your evening is going great! What drinks do you want?”

You scribble down and go back to the counter, getting the drinks on the tray. The bell on the door jingles, letting you know that more customers have arrived. 

‘It’s going to be a busy night, huh?’

The small restaurants slowly fill up, soon getting cramped. Luckily, other servers showed up so you didn't have to serve every customer. 

“Hey, it's your turn to clean the restrooms.”

 

“I'm a little busy doing my job.” 

Your coworker scowls.

“They can wait a minute or two. The restrooms can not.”

“That isn't my fault, Tom. My job was to wait tables, not clean the restroom. Also, we both know the customers can't for a goddamn second.”

You had never been on good terms with your coworkers. Since you like to mind your own business. Regardless, this person standing in front of you was just rude. Thinking he can boss you around.

“Yes but it's your turn to clean the restrooms.”

“Which I know, and I'll do it after I finish serving this table. You know since that's my job that I'm getting paid for, so it takes priority.”

The chef rings a bell. Tom just smirks at you. Rolling your eyes, you get the plates.

“Remember straight to the restrooms.” He said a little too cheerfully.

You hold back your groan and put on a smile. Placing the plates on the table with a group of people around your age. They chat away, talking about plans or stories. The atmosphere was warm and welcoming. You nearly get lost in it before remembering your job.

“Is that all?” 

They nod, not paying attention to your presence. You glance at the clock on the wall. Your shift was coming to an end soon.

‘Better get to the restrooms before Tom has an aneurysm.’

The restrooms weren't even messy. People would rather not use the small area, so it didn't get too dirty. You just swept and mopped, making the room smell pleasant. Didn't even take long before you finished. 

“Can't believe Tom made such a big deal out of this. I get that some people just like to be pricks but meeting so many in my life seems overkill.” You said to yourself while taking the bag out of the trash cans.

“Bet that fucker is having a good laugh. Hope he does, at least one of us is enjoying our night.” You dumped the dirty mop water down the toilet. 

Now you can end this night and go home. The broom and mop go back to the janitor's closet and take the bags out back. You stop and look at the employee parking. Tom had been bragging about his new car. You slowly walk to it, getting a good look. The car was nice, new, and clean. It also seems he left the door unlocked.

“Fuck it.”

You open the door and tore the bags open. The dirty toilet paper covered the seats. You left the bag there and shut the door. Trapping the putrid smell. A genuine smile finally stretched across your face. Entering back into the establishment, humming. You went to the break room and grabbed your bag. Pulling out your phone and headphones. Ignoring the other coworkers who were on break.

“What got you in a good mood? You looked like you were about to shit your pants when we talked.”

“Oh, I just saw a funny scene out in the employee's parking lot. Some bozo got their car trashed.” You said vaguely, glancing at the man whose face turned pale. He immediately ran out of the room. 

“Well see you all later, hopefully not.”

You left the restaurant before the chaos exploded. Only halfway on your trip back home when you finally got a phone call from your boss. You ignored it and tried to enjoy the bus ride. 

There weren't many people there. Good, you never liked how these things get so crowded. The bus was oddly going a little faster than usual. You didn't question it, trying to focus on your phone. Scrolling through your feed, until your screen starts to glitch, and words appear.

Welcome back…

There was a loud screeching that tore the air. As the world became a blurry mess. 

[tea-plantz]

MASTERLIST

Hello! I’m a new writer on tumblr here to feed into you people’s crazy obsessions! I will probably mostly do oneshots and headcanons, however, feel free to request anything from my list down below. Oh, and also, English is not my first language so please do excuse me if I happen to make any spelling mistakes. You may also feel free to correct me if you do spot any, that is how we learn after all.

First of all, I will NOT write:

pedophilia

character x character (I will mostly write “x reader” but polyamorous fics with other character are gladly welcomed!)

NSFW (mainly because I absolutely suck at it, but feel free to leave requests, and I might consider it)

What I WILL write:

fluff

angst

yandere

polyamorous relationships

SFW (and maaaaybe some NSFW if you ask nicely;) )

romance

platonic

Fandoms + characterlist

THE OWL HOUSE

-Luz Noceda

-Amity Blight

-Willow Park

-Gus Porter

-Hunter

-Eda Clawthorne

-King (platonically)

-The Collector

-Raine Whispers

-Emira Blight

-Edric Blight

AMPHIBIA

-Anne Boonchuy

-Marcy Wu

-Sasha Waybright

-Darcy

-The Plantars (platonically)

GRAVITY FALLS

-Dipper Pines

-Mabel Pines

-Wendy Blerble Corduroy

-Bill Cipher

-Soos Ramirez

INSIDE JOB

-Reagen Ridley

-Brett Hand

-Gigi

-Andre Lee

-Myc

ENA

-Ena

-Moony

GORILLAZ

-2D/Stuart Pot

-Noodle

-Russel Hobbs

-Murdoc Niccals

Inside out

-Anxiety

-Ennui

This list might change later on

Feel free to send in any requests, keeping this list in mind, and add what pronouns you would like <3

[beeloovedd]

Taking writing requests again!

Will write for

Ghost (band): Rain, Sodo/Dewdrop, Swiss, Mountain, Aether, Phantom, Cirrus, Cumulus, Sunshine, Aroura, Omega, Ifrit, Mist, Alpha, Zypher/ChAir Primo, Secondo, Terzo and Copia

Gorillaz: 2D, Murdoc, Russel, Noodle, Ace, Sebastian, Paula and Hannibal

I'll write about any ship unless it's Sodo x sunshine because I see them as siblings or Noodle x anyone other then reader or oc

I'm good with writing fluff mainly but I can also do headcannons/ headcannons expanding, age Regression, angst

Almost everything will end with fluff though! (I'm a sucker for fluff lol)

Requests and DMs always open <3

[nanaminokanojo]

ACCIDENTALLY IN LOVE | part 5

-meet cute? a cheesy musical number? forget it! love makes itself known to you through a minor car accident, a broken arm, and a treacherously charming temporary chauffeur

CHARACTERS: sukuna x you/reader | jjk characters

GENRE: full-length smau + prose | bad boy x good girl | college au | a lot of firsts | aged-up characters | strangers to lovers | smut | fluff | angst | ooc depictions - soft sukuna ftw

TW/CW: strong/mature language | adult content so mdni on some parts | mentions of alcohol and/or smoking | mentions of injury, promiscuity and bullying | pet names because they're cute with 2D men | toxic behavior | will add more if something arises

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER INDEX

<<prev part 5 next>>

TAG LIST: @catobsessedlady @kyo-kyo1 @junehasnotbeenfound @lavender-hvze @guacam011y @eyered @hellomeow12 @its-princessmara @light-yagami-l @domainofmarie @mythoscalliope @noble-17

© ORIGINAL WORK BY nanaminokanojo. CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY GEGE AKUTAMI’S “JUJUTSU KAISEN”. [20240517]

PHOTOS/IMAGES/GIF/FANART/ANY MEDIA CREDITS GO TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS.

[captainaikus]

ASDJKKHYEJEJJ DUDE the NNN challenge had me crackling and twirling my hair at the same time. If it were me I’d get sooooo competition lol. Like bring it on baby boy let’s see how long you last *accidentally trips over the couch* It was great as usual. Will you be doing another part? Ohhh is this gonna be a series with like how it goes and how it ends too? That would be awesome. But I’m satisfied with this too it was so much fun reading it and honestly your characterization is amazing. It was also a relief from all the tears from the your words my hurt series. ALSO if you do move over to ao3 could you perhaps publish the link? I usually only read x reader on tumblr but you’ll definitely find me commenting on your fics if you do move to ao3. Why? Because I am in love with your writing. It is so good!!! How are you btw? I hope your days going good and that you’re taking care of yourself! *sends virtual hugs*

- virtual hug anon (the one that was crying over the your words my hurt series the other day)

Omg hi anon!! Glad to have you back !! (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡ (this looks so Nagi like)

(just look at him)

Life's doing good! Been having a lot of time cause of managing that healthy work balance got out of yet another relationship so 2D men are taking most of my time now ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱ and the blog just crossed over 800 followers

I hope you've been taking care of yourself?

Yes! There will be other parts as well! There are so many characters in bllk and it would be unfair to the rest of the boys if i leave 'em hanging and not conclude how they would take it if they lost or won I'm even thinking of adding a coaches edition just look at Noel Noa , mans too sexy to not be on that list

Yea everyone needed a break from the angst series me included

I'm so glad you like the series and my works ૮₍ ´• ˕ •` ₎ა

I just recently started publishing on ao3 for jjk; gonna start posting bllk on ao3 as well (I'm still trying to figure out how it works cause i ended up making over 12 drafts for the one series i've currently published smh)

My ao3 *sending back hugs*

Would you like to have an emoji, virtual hug anon? That way I can tell if its you

[keulixeutin]

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨.

hi, friends!  i do accept requests!!!  i yearn for them, really.  kind of like a fun little writing challenge.  inbox is always open, so feel free to hop in, say hi, throw a prompt my way or request something a little self-indulgent for yourself ❤ .

take a peek below, and if all looks good, click here for the askbox.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥.

━━ ❛  there is no time frame for completion.  my goal is to get them done in 2-4 weeks, but it depends on current wips and inspiration level. ━━ ❛ requests will be answered as a drabble or oneshot, most likely 700 word minimum bc i’m wordy lollll. ━━ ❛ all characters will be ~21+. ━━ ❛ feel free to ask about fandoms or characters not on my list!! ━━ ❛ i reserve the right to reject requests or delete for whatever reason.

𝐝𝐨'𝐬.

━━ ❛ all genres, but my favorites are: hurt/comfort, fantasy, romance, angst, supernatural, & au. ━━ ❛ give me all the tropes or all the prompts!!  all that good stuff. ━━ ❛ reader can be whatever gender and can have whatever traits. ━━ ❛ be as specific or as vague as you want! ━━ ❛ to be added as needed.

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭'𝐬.

━━ ❛ no shipfics, sorry!  x reader requests only! ━━ ❛ no pregnancy asks.  kids/family are fine!! ━━ ❛ no reader/shipped character deaths, meaning if it’s a bakugou x reader story, neither reader nor bakugou will die. ━━ ❛ to be added as needed.

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬.

i’ll list the fandoms i currently have written for and have drafts for, and i’ll notate the characters i feel most comfortable writing.  however, feel free to ask about anyone else or anything!!  i enjoy some good character studies.

━━ ❛ bnha (aizawa, bakugou, dabi, kirishima, midoriya, shinsou ) ━━ ❛ dgm (kanda) ━━ ❛ fma (alphonse, edward, mustang) ━━ ❛ haikyuu! (daichi, tsukishima) ━━ ❛ hakuouki ━━ ❛ naruto (gaara, naruto, shikamaru, sasuke) ━━ ❛ mysme ━━ ❛ ohshc (kyoya, hikaru) ━━ ❛ the strain (only quinlan, the 4d exception to my 2d daydreams) ━━ ❛ yyh (hiei, kurama, kuwabara, yusuke) ━━ ❛ to be added as needed.

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Things that I'll do:

Any type of reader (gender neutral, fem, masc, trans fem, trans masc)

Angst

Ships between two characters (as long as it's not on my "will not do" list)

Sfw Agere

Character studies

Au's (If you give me enough info about what you want)

Trans characters (let me know if you want me to write a specific character as trans)

Things I won't do:

Anything NSFW or kink related

Anything proship (incest, age gaps, pedo shit)

Ships I won't do:

Anything incestuous

Tf2: Spy x Scout, Scout x Pauling

Gorillaz: Noodle x anybody, Murdoc x 2D

TMNT: April x Donnie (2012 series), April x anybody (ROTTMNT)

Homestuck: Vriska x Tavros, Dave x Jade, Dirk x Jake, John x Dirk, Hal x Dirk, Dave x Karkat

JJBA: Jonathan x Dio

A couple of these ships are perfectly safe and non-harmful, but they make me uncomfortable so I won't be writing for them