#I hope this is okay bb!

[faiirytopias]

𐐂 a closed starter for @mccnxhild, based on the plot in the source.

after all of the unexpected detours that they had taken on their journey, knox knew that he had been foolish to take his eye off the royal that he had been tasked to accompany to a neighbouring kingdom. what he initially believed would’ve been an easy feat turned out to be one of the harder jobs he had ever taken on as a knight. he had turned his back only for one moment to pay the innkeeper for their night’s stay, only to turn around and see that they had vanished unexpectedly. he was practically seething with anger as he scoured the small village for the other, knowing that they couldn’t have wandered off too far. one of the last places he was planning to look was a small sketchy pub, he inhaled sharply as he pushed the door open. that’s when his gaze landed on them, his jaw clenching tight as he closed the distance between them. “this whole sneaking off routine is getting to be a bit old, don’t you think? i don’t think you want me to carry you over my shoulder all the way to meet your potential future husband but i’m starting to entertain the idea.” he let out a gentle sigh. “what on earth were you thinking? this place isn’t safe for you to be alone. everyone here is looking at you like you’re a meal.” his voice was low, almost threatening as he held their gaze.

[kiillerqueen]

      “ you should have seen the look on his face when i proved him wrong ,  he basically was throwing daggers with his eyes for the rest of my shift.  “ 

     Closed Starter || @swtsours​ || 

[loosesodamarble]

Hii Soda, Here I'm sending my best wishes for your well-being 🩷🩷 I might made some mistakes in my text, I hope that you don't mind them. I'm not a native speaker.

I wanted to make a one-shot request for Nacht Faust where the reader (who is also a Black Bull) despises his all-knowing personality, and how he scorns at the members. And she always talks back at him about his remarks about the members. But things escalate, I don't know how I didn't think this far 😭 I'd love to know what you can come up with this, I just want to read some fluff and see him happy 🥹🩷✨️

Hello there Anon~! First off, thank you for the well wishes, I do kinda need them at this moment. And don't worry about writing in your second language. I make tons of mistakes still land English is my first language. 😅

This oneshot turned into something a little on the long side. I couldn't think of how to make a romance between a critical reader and Nacht work without it feeling weird so I did something longer to show how the two grow closer (not quite a slow burn but the fluff isn't immediate either). It's part of why it took a bit to finish your request. It's probably not exactly what you were picturing but hopefully you still like it.

Summary: The progression of your relationship with Nacht is gradual and not very standard. But it still brings you two ever so close together. Genre: romance Word count: ~1800 A/N: This is a female reader, though female pronouns only come up, like, twice.

..........

“Tch, what a mess…” Nacht groaned after he walked into the base.

The scene he came across was the common area having turned into a war zone. It was a mess of broken furniture and spells being thrown across the room. The usual suspects of Magna, Luck, and Gauche were at play along with Vanessa, Zora, and Noelle. It appeared that there had been an especially nasty disagreement.

“These people really are no better, even after becoming the kingdom’s second ranked squad.”

“Quit giving commentary like anyone here cares about your opinion, vice bastard.”

Nacht turned his head in the direction of the voice. His eyes landed on you, leaning against the wall and glaring at him. Your presence made him tense the slightest bit.

The rest of the squad hesitated to interact with him. But not you. Even if you weren’t friendly with him, the fact that you approached him at all was something he appreciated. But because of your aggression, he was at a loss for how to reply.

Every time. Even now.

“If you really don’t want to bother with us, just quit the squad already,” you remarked before you walked past him and through the chaos, completely unaffected by it.

“Master Nacht… You’re staring at her again…” Plumede whispered in the back of Nacht’s mind.

“Yes. I know,” he said. Nacht felt like an utter fool. Why did his heart race with excitement from your glare? Why did he want to be nearer to you when you clearly resented him?

…

“Thanks for getting our order,” you said while handing payment over to the shopkeeper. You received the parcel and turned to Nacht.

His arms were full with bags of goods that you two picked up for the rest of the squad so he extended one of the less filled bags for you to slip the package into.

“I never expected you to be okay with being used as a pack mule,” you remarked as the two of you walked away.

“I only agreed to accompany you on the shopping trip. I never said I was okay with this kind of treatment,” Nacht replied.

“Yet you haven’t complained about carrying everything.” You quirked a brow in Nacht’s direction but all you got back from him was the same empty smile that he usually wore. You found it a shame that a pretty face like his didn’t express much emotion. “But now that we’ve picked up everything, we can head back.”

“We came by broom, but how about I transport us back with my Shadow Magic? It’s sure to be quicker,” offered Nacht and you immediately blanched.

“Hell no. I’m not getting sucked into that creepy void of yours,” you retorted.

It wasn’t that you didn’t trust Nacht or his magic. Okay, maybe it was a lack of trust. But after Nacht’s harsh behavior early on, putting your faith in his good will didn’t come easily. Plus, you considered yourself to be Nacht’s biggest critic in the squad. There was no way you were about to be buttered up.

“Alright then. I thought to ask instead of merely whisking you away without permission. And since you’ve declined…” Nacht veered from your side and into the shadows of an alleyway. “I’ll see you at the base then.”

“Huh? Where are you—?”

“Good day.” And Nacht was gone.

You blinked.

A part of you wanted to scream at his abandonment of you. Another part wanted to laugh because of the absurdity. And yet a third part wanted to stop and appreciate how he’d, somewhat clumsily, tried to be polite to you.

“He…” You placed your hands over your face, which felt warmer than usual. “He kinda sucks at being nice.”

…

Nacht put his signature at the end of a mission report then put it into a file with the rest of the paperwork that would be delivered to the Magic Knight Headquarters later that day.

The door opened and Nacht lifted his head to see who it was.

His heart skipped a beat upon seeing you enter, a tray of food in hand.

“I noticed you weren’t there for lunch,” you said by way of explanation.

“Lunch?” Nacht checked his clock and, indeed, it was long past the usual hour for lunch. “Ah…” He turned back to you. “Thank you for thinking of me.”

“We need to keep you fed and alive if we want any paperwork done around here,” you joked while placing the tray down. Due to your closeness, Nacht was able to make out a faint blush on your cheeks. Your eyes flicked in his direction. “What are you staring at, shadow stalker?”

“You’re hovering quite close,” Nacht coolly answered as he averted his eyes. “I couldn’t help it if you drew my attention.”

“Ha! Like I’d ever go out with you. I have a strict ‘no assholes’ policy when it comes to my dating pool,” you said with a wry grin.

Nacht raised a brow at your reply.

“First off, you realize that everyone has an anus so your pol—”

You smacked Nacht’s shoulder. Though it was clear from your bit back smile that you did find his remark funny.

“Since when did you know how to tell a joke?”

“I’m a man of secrets and surprises,” Nacht replied. “Secondly…” He rose from his seat and walked around his desk to you. “It’s awfully presumptuous to think I was staring at you with romantic intentions.”

“Uhp—!” You choked up and your flush darkened.

Feeling bolder than usual, Nacht placed his hand under your chin and coaxed you into looking up at him.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were the one who had an interest in me.”

Nacht’s heart fluttered at the idea of you liking him back. He wasn’t about to get his hopes up, not with the way you still threw insults and sarcasm at him on a daily basis. But he wanted to pretend.

You stayed silent for a moment, staring into Nacht’s eyes. It was cute, the wide-eyed look on your face. But Nacht also worried about what was running through your head. So he prompted you again.

“Well? Have anything to say for yourself?”

“Your cologne smells nice…”

Nacht blinked. “What?”

You blinked. “What?”

“You… pay attention to the way I smell?” Nacht felt his face heat up rapidly.

At that, your own face paled.

“What?! Shut up!” You yelled while stepping away from Nacht. “I’m not some creep! I just—! I just have a good nose! Shut up!”

You hurried out the door and your heavy footsteps were heard fleeing for a while.

Nacht blinked a few more times.

I don’t wear cologne, he thought. Then he grimaced. Oh gods, do I smell of something else? He raised his wrist to his nose. I probably can’t tell if I stink. I’d have to ask someone else.

“She was probably talking about your natural, masculine musk, Master,” Gimodelo said.

“I doubt it.”

Nacht touched a hand to his chest and tried to will his heart to calm down.

…

The Black Bulls were celebrating a day off, complete with alcohol and games once night had fallen. On Vanessa’s insistence, one of the games was 7 Minutes in Heaven with the choosing method being drawing lots.

You stared at the “1” drawn onto the stick you’d drawn. Meaning you’d be going first along with the person who’d drawn the other “1.”

“Alright, so who did I match with?” you questioned the group while showing your stick.

You scanned the group. Vanessa and Zora were already paired. Luck pumped a fist as he exclaimed how he and Magna had been paired off. Where was your partn—?

The second “1” stick was tapped against yours.

“I believe this means we’ve been paired off.”

Your heart leapt to your throat and you felt lightheaded as all blood rushed to your face.

Why him?! You were still recovering from your conversation in Nacht’s office the other day. And now you were supposed to be locked in a closet with Nacht for seven whole minutes? This is torture!

You shuffled into the closet with Nacht and plopped yourself on the floor without much care. It’s not like you had much dignity to bring into the situation.

After a few seconds, Nacht sat down beside you and you instinctively scooted to give him space.

“Don’t worry, we don’t have to kiss if you don’t want to,” Nacht whispered and you swore he sounded hurt.

The problem is that I actually do want to kiss you! You kept the thought to yourself, unable to think of a way to put it more… normally.

“Since we’re in here though, I’d like to make a confession.”

You dared to glance in Nacht’s direction but immediately looked away when you saw his bright red flush and the faint, relaxed smile on his face. It was an entirely different look to him and you feared your heart might burst because of how handsome he looked.

“I might sound ridiculous but I’ve liked you for a while now. You were critical of me and yet I was okay with it. Because you were right with how… flawed I acted at times. I like how unafraid and upfront you are without being reckless. And I’m glad we’ve grown closer so to speak and joke with each other a bit. It might sound strange but it’s true.”

At that point, you felt a firm thumping in your chest and your head getting light from the many beats your heart had skipped.

It was more than shocking to learn that Nacht had started loving you before you’d learned to go easy on him. Then again, you had started falling for him when he was still being distant and aloof.

Love worked in mysterious ways, you supposed.

You felt Nacht’s hand on your cheek so you faced him. Nacht smiled at you with a genuine grin full of warmth.

“I like you. I hope you’re okay with me saying that.”

“Nacht…” You finally found your voice. “It’s okay. I… like you too…”

The words hung in the air for the longest moment of your life.

You and Nacht… Alone in that small space…

Nacht cupped your other cheek, his hands were cold but soft against your skin, and leaned down closer to you. You fully turned your body toward him and placed your hands on his shoulders.

Then, your lips met Nacht’s.

The kiss was slow and soft. Neither of you were too eager, but neither of you were too afraid.

For a moment, you two were in sync.

And hopefully that one moment would become many more in the future.

[ofdamnation]

muse : greggor mckinley , 27 , bisexual . plot :  this post . possible connections : m / f / nb .

' hey , i've got a question . do you ever just like stay still for a minute ? oh and maybe shut your trap ? ' / @nonscnse liked for a starter!

[lucidrims]

꒰ ͜͡➸ starter for @mndstom

     coming from a long and arduous overnight shift, kaori sits in front of the vanity of her quaint studio, waiting for her next client. at this point, she had no clue about their background, just that it was more like a favor for a friend. it wasn't like she wasn't going to be paid, so she gladly accepted despite knowing her schedule was going to be grueling that day. sighing in front of the mirror, staring at her almost lifeless reflection after a 13-hour shift on set for a movie, kaori could only shake her head. " why is it so hard to make money these days ? ", she asks herself, and that's when she knew she was totally losing her mind. talking to herself out loud wasn't something she did normally, it was more of an inner monologue, but she truly was on the verge of a mental breakdown after a long night and no one could blame her.

as soon as her expected client comes in though, she immediately lights up. for one, she didn't want to be a debbie downer and dampen the mood instantly for them, and two, her client just immediately put a smile on her face for reasons still unknown. " hey, you must be naeun ssi ? i'm kaori, it's really nice to meet you. " holding her hand out for a shake, she bows her head along with it, not forgetting her manners despite feeling distracted, " so, any thoughts on your look today or inspo you'd like to show me ? i always think that's a good place to start. " she inquires, gesturing to the make-up chair.

[gojonanami]

I will eventually read the gojo professor series!! I have a lot going on rn and can only take so much heartache-😭 but I will read it and hype it up so hard when I do read it!!💕

Also you never pop up on my dash for some reason😭

ahhh don’t worry :) it’s not gonna be super angsty like prof geto haha — honestly i would say it’s more on the comedic side tbh

I hope everything calms down on your end 🥹💕 I hope you’re hanging in there and taking care of yourself bb!! because that’s what’s more important 🫶🫶🫶

That’s why I had put up that poll 😭😭 I’m worried I’m being shadowbanned lately because I feel like my things aren’t showing on people’s pages

[sturnioloho]

got an ad for bug spray lol keeping chris in my thoughts rn

[embrcssemoi]

starter — henry huang

SETTING: Ellie's home ; friday night AVAILABILITY: closed started to ELLIE BOWEN | ( @folliesofmiceandmen )

Henry waltzed into his baby sister's house as she opened the door for him. The pizza was hot, the beers were cold, and although he was dateless for the evening, of course he was happy to be there, annoying Ellie in any way he could. "So... have you heard the news?" He asked the petite blonde as he placed the pizza box on her coffee table, then proceeded to move around her house like he owned the place, going from her living area to her kitchen to pull out two beers from the six-pack he'd gotten them and then leave the rest in her fridge . I mean, what's so strange about that? Wasn't that how every family acted? "Mom's got a date tonight." When he returned to the living area, he had Ellie's beer already open, as well as napkins to use with the pizza. "Now I'm back to who I was when you went out on dates growing up... all worried some dickhead is going to screw up and make her miserable again." Which was far too much of a pessimistic thought to be having, but blame it on that lame excuse for a father for turning him into a cynical. "Anyway, what's going on with you, sis?"

[gamethecry]

@murdermelody asked: “ neither of us will be missed . ” - mare to mads :3c

mads felt his jaw solidify at the statement , sharp hazel meeting with what seemed as infinite voids of brown . it seems the words have the emotionally driven man taken aback , brows knotting and hands fidgeting . his lips form in a scowl for a split second before an eerie , contemplative smile took it's place . teeth barred , eyes crazed , he was NO better than a caged animal . he'd pondered on the truth of the statement in his head once , twice , and a third time to be safe . the FINALITY of mare's statement is what had originally set the psycho aback , as if IT knew ANYTHING about mads ; who he was , what he DID , how ( unfortunately ) well known HIS name was . . . whilst a part of him resonated and believed for a MOMENT mare's words could have been true , the irrational part of him twisted it into a direct mischaracterization instead , an INSULT to HIS character .

the brunet would be lying if he said that the idea of being lost into obscurity didn't EAT at his very soul , this being the MAIN driving factor for what he deemed his " work " , and the entity's words only egged on this looming fear ; but mads , couldn't let it know this . natemare INTRIGUED mads , it's very EXISTENCE something that made the man c u r i o u s . while he knew his life could be snuffed out just by being in it's presence , he . . . C R A V E D this proximity , the ever-looming theorist still at the back of his mind ITCHING to know more . he didn't want it to know he was scared , he wanted it to think he was . . . morbidly curious instead . he was SICK . perhaps that was the thrill . . . the shudder that raced up his spine at the recognition of his mortality , both terrified and D R A W N to it all the same . the fact that this creature could at ANY point get tired of his very LIFE and RIP it from mads as if it were nothing .

clammy fair hands grip at fabric of his suit , never once breaking his gaze with the raven . " you've got some fucking N E R V E to imply that . . . " he growls out , brows raising and toothy grin seemingly splitting his face in two . the ONLY rational part of mads KNEW that he couldn't fight mare and win . . . there was no way , but the brunet ALSO knew he wasn't going to be down-talked by a creature who only knew his n a m e . " who do you think you ARE , mare , huh ? " the rationality seems to seep away as he stalks closer , s l o w l y , to the entity . " you're nothing more than some boogieman in eyeliner , i'm MADISON PATRICK . " a fingers prods into his own chest to emphasize his point . " i run a BUSINESS , i have a FRANCHISE EVEN ! " he chuckles , sinking further into his delusional state . " but you . . . ? "

the proximity between the two has lessened dramatically now , the brunet seemingly only a foot from the raven as he leans forward . " you're just some leech , a carbon copy of an ex-employee that was too IGNORANT to simply follow CONTEXT CLUES , if either of us won't be missed ? it's YOU . " a fair fingers shoots out to try and prod at natemare , mads seemingly uncaring now of the repercussions of his actions as his emotions cloud his vision .

[babygoestozspace]

I kinda hate how Cirie's demise has exposed how comp dependent BB has become. Like yeah we been knew, but it’s like… you don't need to do all this song and dance on Survivor. But because a single person has the power to control the fate of everyone in the house week to week, it requires players to cover themselves on all sides, resulting in the post-16 meta of a huge onion alliance to maximize one's chances of not hitting the block any given week. There's no need for that in Survivor; the only person an immunity winner can impact is themselves, so the rest of the tribe isn't forced to play around the whims of a single person. And with the comps themselves becoming increasingly physical over the years, somehow this glorified summer camp is more dependent on physical fitness than the game that starves people on an island for a month and a half.

[kiillerqueen]

" I waited for you to want me back our whole lives and now that I've found someone else that wants me the same way. You decided that so do you? How is that fair? Do you really think it is fair for you to be this selfish? "

Closed Starter || @hclysins

[sunsetandthemoon]

#BadBuddyRewatch + Behind the Scenes - afterday, west

[misclogarts]

mfw i'm writing questionablepie +strawberry family fluff and bb drops more content for them (it's angst)

[inkykeiji]

Pleaseee Clariiiii Dabi fucking his little pretty princess to sleep bc I have a sleep disorder ahhhh I beg love u 💖 just smth short to feed us

omg anon he wouldn’t fuck to sleep tho he’d fuck you to the point of passing out, losing consciousness, so far past sleep and into total blackout territory and then he’d fuck you some more

he doesn’t fuck you until you’re super sleepy and your eyes are drooping so cutely, so stupidly, lids weighted with heavy fatigue; doesn’t fuck you until you’re suspended in consciousness by a few thin threads, viscous drool oozing from the corners of your mouth and your sluggish tongue to collect on the pillow in sticky little puddles, so much that it isn’t even soaking into the material anymore, pooling in the creases; doesn’t fuck you until your thoughts are soft and mushy and melty, entirely incomprehensible as they slip through your fingers in silky streams the moment you try to grasp them. he doesn’t allow you to slip, sweet and peaceful, into the tender hands of sleep.

no, he fucks you beyond that. he fucks you into complete and utter darkness, so dense it’s almost suffocating, senses dulled to a blunt tip, shaved down so far they barely exist at all. he’s sure you’ll be out for a good fourteen hours after that :)

[snnydcysarchh]

@neverfittedin liked for a starter

"you  know...  you  don't  have  to  suffer  alone."

[angclnumber]

CLOSED STARTER FOR: @seolinah ! BASED ON: this plot ( the sixth plot specifically ) !

"IT'S ABSOLUTELY FUCKED THAT IT CAN JUST ... COME BACK ." flick fumbles to say, her face pinched as she looks at the expanse of their old town . nothing has changed . how is it nothing has changed ? it's been years .despite being back all of three seconds, flick already feels deeply smothered . she spots just a glimpse of her family's motel through the car window and swears she feels her throat get tight . "how can it just come back ? we killed it ." flick reiterates, glancing at them and seeing part of the kid she used to know and part someone else entirely . she hesitates . "right ?"