#and i was v confused bc i never even considered it and when i asked why she thought that

[clownboy-yeehonk]

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[yourheart-inmyhands]

Ok a weird request 😭

Imagine yan!Zhongli, abyss!Aether and Neuvillette with a darling that loves them back (they don't care they're a yandere (and no it's not Stockholm Syndrome)) but just asks their brother to be with them (bc they imprisoned her) and if they accept, they see that the supposed "brother" is a dog- like- darling considers her dog her own brother.

The reason is that I myself consider the dog my mom has my brother- Please I am normal I swear 😭

- Weird anon ✨ (idk if you do this honestly 😭)

so i actaully don't write for aether anymore (i'm so sorry about that ;v;), but i hope you still like the other two! and don't worry about being weird lol, my cat is my literal son, like i'm 99% sure i gave birth to him and just forgot (it's scary how alike we are) XD

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behavior, implied being held against will, that's about it this one is pretty tame, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Zhongli allows it, but that doesn’t mean he entirely understands it. Please don’t expect him to grasp the entire thing right away. He’ll ask if your ‘brother’ sits at the table for dinner and if Zhongli needs to prepare additional servings for him, etc. Despite having lived for many, many years and having seen many strange things, Zhongli still struggles to fully understand the situation. He allows it though, anything to make his beloved happy.

“Does he… does your brother sit at the table with us for dinner?” Zhongli looked at the dog sat by your feet, one eyebrow raised in confusion as he anxiously awaited your response. A dog at the dinner table wasn’t exactly good for sanitary eating but he supposed he could allow it to slide for your sake. You had been compliant with his wishes thus far, who would he be to deny you the one thing you had asked for. He at first thought that your ‘brother’ had once been human and turned animal, but when you explained the situation to him, he seemed to feel even more at odds. Regardless, you are his beloved, and he’d comply to your wishes so long as it was in reason. Not only did he want your love, but he wanted you to be happy, and if this silly wish of yours was what it meant, he’d gladly give in.

Yandere!Neuvillette is perturbed to say the least. He had known already that your family had a dog, but he didn’t think you’d be this attached to it. Nevertheless he does retrieve your ‘brother’ and makes accommodations inside the manor for him. He doesn’t much interact with him though, Neuvillette isn’t really a dog-person, he’s not really an animal person at all. This was your one ask thus far though and you’d been accepting of his love so he wouldn’t argue. The dog will not be allowed to eat dinner with you though, he will eat his food in a separate room, as proper etiquette calls for.

Neuvillette didn’t understand the attachment that humans developed with animals, but he also never really cared for animals. The melusines were different, they behaved much like humans and could converse with Neuvillette, animals could not. When you requested that you be allowed your brother, Neuvillette was skeptical at first. When you then explained that your ‘brother’ was a dog, he relented, retrieving the pet for you. While he makes a room for the dog and even prepares meals for him, do not expect him to love the dog. Neuvillette doesn’t much care for bonds with animals like that, he’ll greatly outlive them and simply isn’t fond of the type of companionship they provide, so your brother is all yours. Of course if you asked, he’d walk him or bathe him or do any other such task, but only if asked will he do it. His rule is that you asked for him to brought here and that he is now your responsibility.

[t4tklonoa]

you're one of the most based coroika fans ive ever seen . What are your thoughts on (and hcs for maybe?) the best 8

Thank u v much!!! I try my best.......

AND. I absolutely love the best 8 I think they are so silly. the designs are super cool (even if they ar just the promo kids) and their personalities are v distinctive and fun

although I think the group is alitttlle too big ? and I miss the side characters that are part of the teams getting at least a little spotlight like with Avi (I only rll hav this problem with the hierarchy). I am not asking that every side character gets one but at least one or two since the important teams are doubled would be nice. and from the looks of it (slight spoilers for chapter 75) Wire doesn't have a v important connection to any of his teammates.... BUT also it's v early to determine if any side characters will get more attention ! so u can tots just ignore this part (also buzz glasses and polpo may be the lucky ones since they appear alot with their captains)

also headcanons under cut bc I'm supppper normal abt the coroikers and hav one million headcanons ^^ (also haven't been able to read the most recent inkling almanac. some hc's may make no sense considering the new info)

MITSU !!!

It is so genderqueer ur honor. slaps she/it pronouns on her

she grew up along Kojake they are siblings... Mitsu and Kojake developed their own kind of sign language to communicate, it's v bare bones but they are living their best life out there man

I refuse to believe it collects junk as a hobby only. Poor thang doesn't have a house it lives in junk yards with Kojake

not a headcanon but she's so cool. wow

HORNMET !!!

TRANSFEM ! she has facial hair and rll enjoys showing it off

has a crush on Mitsu maybe? maybe you'll never know (she does she is alesbian)

looooves collecting rocks and sharp things

girl who bites

BARRELEYE !!!

considers all of his teammates as family :]

ABSOLUTELY. loves Polpo to death he's always talking abt how great his punk rock sis is the best

has a huge scar that goes thru his face. why? he fell off the stairs when he was little and landed on smth sharp

one million neos but orange's fav one is pop/popself

SHELLMET !!!

transfem also. she is besties with Hornmet

autism stares at u forever. also chronic :3 face

rll good at anarchy, especially clam blitz (SOMEHOW)

she's the oldest out of the best 8, due to this all her teammates are younger than her, they are all little siblings 2 her

she met her teammates when she randomly matched with them for a clam blitz round. they were rll struggling so she was like 'y'know what. I could help u get better ar this mode!' and then she adopted them

SHADY !!!

the most nonbinary to ever nonbinary. uses they/it/ika

Also autism stares at u forever. when ika met shellmet for the first time it was like !!!

missing a fang, got in a nasty fight to defend Flannel (they get bullied :( )

8 BIT !!!

exgender !!! goes by it/its and lots of neos (also goes by dynamo/dynamoself like Rider in my headcanons so they both get v confused when ppl refer to them and they are like. in the same room)

Also goes by many names ! Blaze and Flame are it's fav ones besides 8 bit

chronic fatigue, scorch is always drinking energy drinks

has a weird friendship with trisun... they talk nonstop for some months and then for some months they don't talk 2 eachother.

thang who bites

is rll into art and crafts, doesn't get the opportunity to do stuffies often but it rll loves its hobby (also boom encountered Goggles once in an art and crafts club once. boom was so akward abt it lol)

OCHO !!!

Hemigirl ! goes by he/they/bird/sparrow

has a special interests in birds, owns one million pet birds (rich kid) he loves them all tho (I have to get around to deciding their names and species ough).

had a crush on trisun but now he doesn't know how they feel abt xem (it was v one sided, Ocho barely talked to trisun. later on I think they would b qpps tho!)

doesn't have friends. has been like that their entire life... till bird met Wire ! kinda. he rll wants to get closer to them but Wire is a complex individual and Ocho has no idea how to socialize

WIRE !!!! (get ready for my autism)

nonbinary swagger. they/them

they are mute !!

fast learner, really flexible. they play many different weapons but prefer playing as support most of the time

was trained by shellmet for a bit, developed a huge ego due to this. they think they could've made it as far as they did without shellmet, bc why did they surpass her (lie they believ. they are both as strong) if they aren't just. naturally talented amIright ? (they have problems)

owns aloooot of bracelets. including chewy ones bc they rll enjoy chewing on stuff.

constantly chewing or licking their lips and fingers, they hav alot of scars around their mouth, on their lips and fingers due to this

thang who bites (u)

they have a pet Sparrow (that's how they and Ocho met) and a pet sea slug (Yellow edged polycera)

(chapter 75 kinda spoilers for tha next headcanons)

they and their team have known eachother for most of their life (paralleling blue team!) they are not the same age tho. (buzzcut is the oldest, Wire and punk are middle and the youngest is double-bun) ALSO. they all know ASL

punk does a lot of the talking for them if the ppl they are hanging out with don't know ASL or Wire is too tired to sign (punk knows Wire v well so they can tell most of the time basic stuff Wire wants to say)

[ksfoxwald]

Fire and Hemlock Readalong: Part 2 Chapter 3

Another quiet chapter in which not much seems to happen - Polly even comments on it in the text - but a lot of things are set in motion.

Polly goes to visit Tom again, and he asks her to find Tan Coul's companions in a photo of the orchestra. It's he who asks "could Tan Audel be a woman?" and Polly is hugely embarrassed that she had never considered the possibility. Thus far the women in the Nowhere stories have been the female stock characters in most heroic stories - Edna, who is awful, and Hero, who is pretending to be a boy. Once again, women in the real world prove to be more interesting and complex than in stories, but now Polly is becoming consciously aware of it.

This chapter is also full of Polly's growing awareness of sexuality. Note that it is awareness, but not understanding. David Bragge gives her money in exchange for something she does not quite understand - her silence after seeing him with another woman, though the significance is lost on her. On the train back from London, Seb is very interested in talking to her - or talking at her, really, since Seb is one of those guys. - and she does not understand why. But she's starting to be aware that there is something happening that she does not understand, rather than simply not noticing things. Encountering Carla the Landlady again:

Polly asked, feeling rather mature, "Is Carla a one-parent family?" "No," Mr. Lynn said. "I think there are several Mr. Carlas. It's rather confusing. "Oh," said Polly, and felt childish after all."

Polly is in that very messy part of growing up where one is constantly bouncing between feeling too old for things and too young for things and being hugely embarrassed about both. Diana is so good at capturing that teenage awkwardness in ways I don't really see anymore. Part of why I think Diana Wynne Jones might have been ace is because the way she writes about teenagers becoming aware of sexuality makes sense to me more than 99% of modern YA novels where people are having feelings, recognizing what those feelings are, and acting on them, among a group of peers who are all having similar feelings. Does the world really work like that? I don't think I have enough of a frame of reference to know which is more typical.

Other things to note: Polly is still working mostly working on instinct in dealing with the Perry Leroys.

She knew she had broken the rules by seeing Mr. Lynn, which was what allowed Mr. Leroy his revenge.

In a way that's also a metaphor for growing up; you find yourself in a world of strange and shifting rules that no one has quite explained to you and no one wants to explain to you, but you get punished severely for breaking them.

The chapter ends when Tom convinces Polly to gives fairy tales another try - another way she is bouncing between the "too old" and "too young" - and she dutifully picks up "East of the Sun and West of the Moon." The title is another Nowhere reference; the content is an extremely obvious clue that Polly doesn't quite get. She is "too old" for fairy tales, but too young yet to realize that "well if I were her I would simply not have looked, rip you but I'm different" is not really the main takeaway.

To paraphrase that one tumblr post about Orpheus and Eurydice (which is another variant of East of the Sun): Of course it's a metaphor for grief, and who among us has not looked back in grief?

In Polly's case, it's a metaphor for knowledge, and maybe other things too. And actually, she has no right to judge the girl in East of the Sun, because she's doing the same thing. The Leroys are telling her to stay away from Tom or else, and she continues to see him anyway.

[editing to add bc I am v tired and forgot: The Obah Cypt! We have our first mention of the Obah Cypt! We don't know what it is - possibly a container, but no idea what is inside - but we are searching for it, because all good heroes need a quest.]

[zhongrin]

tbh I'm not sure if rambling/ranting abt characters you enjoy is allowed in this blog but man I still think abt how I got Kazuha on my NA/America acc last year

Like every time I see him on my acc and fanart of him w/ the other boys I am always, ALWAYS reminded of how he decided "oh lol I'm coming home at like the second 10 pull with your primos :)"

And honestly it was during his debut so i cannot tell you the feeling I had when I see that golden light just BARRELING and the ugly yell I let out because I??? Got my ronin boy???? Against 50/50???

I swear I'm not delusional but God I want to rant sm abt him because it was also during the first archipelago event and he hasn't left my team since then ;v; I genuinely owe him a LOT for helping my now (sort of) built team and every day I just go "damn, I wouldn't be having an easier time traveling without you on my party"

I don't know man, I may sound extremely delusional ranting abt my favorite anemo boy that has so much trauma on his shoulders that he's resolved during the events + story quests but he's so precious, it makes my heart soar. I would rant more of what I want to do to him (all sfw of course, I'm too embarrassed to rant abt NSFW online ahisbsidjd), but this could take ages and I don't wanna swamp your inbox ;v;

Anyway, rant over, I just want to talk abt my first encounter with Kazu and how he decides that day of all days to come home despite me not being extremely close to pity (and hasn't left my party since)

(p.s: I really love your blog and your works!! I have so much saved and liked because I love rereading it on my off time— you were an inspo on my own writing blog that's based on a different fandom and I love your interactions w/ other people jajsbsjsb /pos /gen. I don't usually come and send an ask because I'm scared of coming across as too forward or even as too creepy ;v;

also, it's because as much as I like checking other people's works like Ansy's, yours just has a special place in my heart and I love rereading your fics when I found them. I am biased on Kazu and Xiao but the way you write others has me clutching my chest like "gods I'm going to love them and I don't like the thought of it but ough—" wwwwww

Also, as an additional note, I did migrate from Ansy's which was the Ayato one...? because I saw one of the posts w/ you and decided to hop in wwwww, anyways side tangent here over ty for reading my full confession /exag)

— 🌸🍒

it's VERY MUCH ALLOWED!!! tell me all about your faves!! tell me about your f/os if you have them!! tell me about the mundane things you and your f/o does!!! literally go ham, bc rex lapis knows i am gushing every day every second 24/7 about zhongli (and al haitham, but mostly zhongli) so ofc yall get the same privilege lol

hsldkjflsdf lucky!! i had to spend some $ on kazuha on his second rerun(?) i believe, because i was not yet into genshin when he came out! he's SO good at both combat and exploration, i totally agree. makes it SO much easier to gather the drops too!!

mr./ms./mx. cherryblossom nonnie, i would like to let you know that you're always welcome to drop a whole-ass essay (both sfw or n.sfw) on your beloved anemo boy if you want to. i might not always reply to it immediately but i promise you i will eventually. you wouldn't swamp my inbox or anything, it's fine!! i never feel pressured to answer asks and i know my followers don't expect me to do so immediately!!

ps. i'm literally gonna cry /pos that's??? so sweet??? i'm super glad you're having fun reading my silly writings and the interactions with my friends <3 definitely not creepy at all! i love receiving asks and talking with people!!

SO YOU'RE THE SAME PERSON AAAA i actually considered asking you bc i saw you on ansy's blog and i went 👀 could it be??? but i decided not to just in case bc i don't want to confuse people if it turns out my hunch was wrong lol BUT ANYWAY WELCOME!!! i hope you'll enjoy your stay here... mayhaps we can secretly fangirl over ansy's amazing works hehehehe

[menalez]

im not necessarily asking for advice, i just see a lot of people here talking about this so i hope its ok to have a bit of a mini-vent. so i’ve pretty much always considered myself a lesbian. the only relationship i’ve ever had with a man was in 8th grade and i hated every moment of it, i couldn’t even bring myself to hold hands w him let alone kiss him. now with girls, i have a very obvious easily identifiable type. sometimes when i see a guy with the same features i’ll initially be thrown a little off guard with my sexuality until i remember that they have a penis (and other distinct male features). like i definitely recognize them as good-looking, but i don’t think that i’m actually attracted to them. but i’m not 100% sure how to distinguish the two feelings. it’s like looking at a nice painting and really appreciating its qualities— but you wouldn’t want to fuck the painting! maybe a little weird but that’s the best way i can describe it, hopefully that makes sense. if it counts for anything, this happens extremely rarely to begin with. i just dislike the feeling of being confused because when i ignore those incidents i’ve always been very confident and secure in my sexuality, and again i’ve never been interested in having sex with these men. any thoughts?

im kinda confused bc like ive seen men who look like my female type but very often i either perceive them as ugly or think oh if they were women they’d be v attractive, i don’t rly tend to find them good looking? well. like better looking than the avg man perhaps but like u described i have no interest in doing anything a them. if you feel similarly, why do u struggle to distinguish between the 2 feelings? isn’t it already v easy to distinguish for u since u can acknowledge you don’t even feel attracted to them despite being able to recognise they’re good looking?

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#5

Please consider:

A character who always wears their hair tied back leaving it down. soft. vulnerable.

Also consider:

A character who always wears their hair down tying it back. shit's about to go down.

108 notes - Posted September 13, 2022

#4

Common Fanfic Mistakes pt. I: Idioms

Since there was a decent response I decided to make good on my promise to write up some of the most common mistakes I've been seeing in fanfic recently, focusing in particular on homophones (words that sound the same but have a different spelling and meaning) and idioms and idiomatic phrases (phrases that are often used and recognised in combination).

Now, this isn't meant to attack anyone; these mistakes can happen very easily and for me they don't really take away from my enjoyment of a story, even if they do make me pause sometimes. But as someone who has picked up many phrases just by reading, both books and fanfic, I know how quickly it happens that you first read it somewhere used wrongly and you absorb it into your vocabulary without even knowing it's not right.

So! For those interested, I want to list up a few of the most common things I've seen, along with explanations and example sentences. This got pretty long so I'm dividing it up into two posts: this first focusing on idioms and the second on homophones.

Disclaimer: I am not a native English speaker myself, so I'm not claiming to be 100% accurate here, but I did do some research and I have a MA in English/International Literature, so I do know a little bit what I'm talking about.

Idioms

There's certain idiomatic phrases that are very popular in fanfic, I seem them over and over again--but I also see them used incorrectly a lot. Let's get right into it with what might be the most common.

To make a beeline for something

Unlocking the door, he made a beeline for the bed and dropped face-down into it.

This one confused me when I first encountered it in fanfic. I hadn't heard it before, but having seen the kind of bumbling, roundabout way bees fly from flower to flower, I thought that's what it meant: to make a slow, meandering path. Only it didn't fit into the context, bc it turns out, it means the opposite: To take the quickest, most direct way possible. It does actually relate to the bee, the insect, though: it's meant to reference the way a bee takes the quickest route back to its hive. So it is actually a beeline, not a b-line, as I have often seen it spelled. Who knew!

wreaking havoc

He didn't know how the raccoon got in, but it was now wreaking havoc in his kitchen.

a phrase that means to cause mayhem or bring about distruction, I often see it spelled wreck havoc, which doesn't seem farfetched, given the meaning. But to wreak means to bring about or cause, and that's what you do with chaos and destruction: you bring it about, you don't destroy the destruction. Havoc, by the way, used to refer to plundering and pillaging. Also interesting: The past tense of wreak it wreaked--not wrought.

at someone's beck and call

I cannot be at your beck and call 24/7! I have a life of my own, you know?

I often see this as beckon call, another understandable mistake, since the word beckon does exist, means the same as simply beck, namely to wave someone towards you or give a hand signal, and is more commonly used today. If someone is at your beck and call, though, they will cater to your every whim when you beck them AND when you call them.

one and the same

She realised that Lucky and The Hallowed were just titles for one and the same person.

two things so identical it's not enough to say the are one, or to say the are the same. they are one AND the same. That's how identical they are. One in the same, as I sometimes see it spelled, makes me more think of two peas in a pod.

case in point

You need sleep. Case in point: You just watered the plants with cat food.

If you try to give an example for an argument you're making, you bring up a case in your point, as in a case in support of your point, rather than a case and point.

getting off scot-free

We all knew they were guilty, but they got off scot-free.

TBH, neither the correct phrase nor the version that I often see in fics, getting off scotch free, made much sense to me before I looked up the origin. It has nothing to do with the people of Scotland or their finest whiskey--apparently the scot was a tax that people living in a town or village had to pay. If you lived outside the bounds and were able to avoid the tax, well--you were scot-free.

a shoo-in

With her charisma and eloquence, she was a shoo-in for chairwoman.

not a shoe-in, as you might think. This phrase, refering specifically to someone sure to win a competition or election, does not relate to having a foot in the door. It's a term originating from horse racing, referencing the action of driving the horse in a certain direction with gestures and noises. Shoo! Originally it was used to refer to rigged races, but it has lost most of that negative connotation today.

getting down to brass tacks

We don't have any more time to waste, let's get down to brass tacks!

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145 notes - Posted October 6, 2022

#3

I just saw this on my dash for another fandom and I couldn't help myself. (i went with one character per alignment, obviously there are many other obvious choices.)

224 notes - Posted December 20, 2022

#2

Here is what the sea smells like. It is more texture than scent, because the sea is primarily made of two substances that have no smell of their own: water and salt. Salt has no smell, but makes the air sting, and so all of the other smells of the sea are layered upon the pang of salt. Water has no smell but instead a comfort. We feel moisture as life and so the smells of the ocean are layered upon the contentment of the water. Salt is treble and water is bass. I don't know how I know this is true, but I know it is true. The sea smells like old wood and wet leaves. Like cold mud and warm stone. Like every creature who has ever lived in it, a churning graveyard and nursery. Like winds from the inland carrying the hot circulation of life and winds from the ocean carrying the distant froth of waves against ships and islands. Like gray, only more so. Like blue, only less so.

The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives In Your Home, Joseph Fink & Jeffrey Cranor

5,578 notes - Posted March 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

rotating my blorbo in my mind like the cough drop in my mouth, slowly stripping away layer after layer as I let it soothe me, until I reach its very core where it is soft, and I can crush it.

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[humanoidtyphoons]

honestly, characters designed to be fundamentally opposite to the show wants to be... and there kind of. more easily disliked.

i think it works better for kaoru than it does for mori ai. now, granted! haven’t finished law of ueki. it’s gonna take a while! but!

it’s more interesting that it’s kaoru’s MO tbqh?

i’ll be honest, i think RK deals kaoru a bad hand. i think she’s a victim of misogyny in the writing itself bc it won’t let her do anything when she’s! the! kendo! master! 

however!!!!

thematically, she absolutely is what kenshin aspires to be. he adores her motto of use the sword to protect, not harm. like he’s so tired of being battosai, he doesn’t want to be battosai at all, and kaoru is able to draw out the gentleness that he buried deep within himself for so long, she is able to make him happy in a way that he couldn’t be, even if, granted, execution was awful in this show and i expected... much better than i got

but holy crap i got annoyed her during kenshin’s fight with saito. after? when she doesn’t want kenshin to return to being a killer.

but before that, i agreed with her! bc kenshin wanted a quiet life, a peaceful life, and kaoru was giving him that, in a way he didn’t allow himself to have during the past ten years. and i was so so annoyed at everyone who wanted the battosai back. it was annoying that kaoru constantly got damselled so kenshin would rescue her bc she was his weak spot, even tho she tried!!!! to fight!!!! everyone else just was stronger.

(and then saito appears and it’s like. damn i’m not immune to fucking awesome battles. the battosai awoke and i wanted more.)

and it’s not that kenshin wants to be the battosai after that battle, but he has also no choice but to become him again (but less a mere tool) in order to defeat the second battosai. so he’ll do it, bc he feels bound by duty to see it through.

(and then the anime kind of shunts kaoru, and occasionally cuts back to her, but also not that often.)

but i think that it works better with kaoru bc RK was constantly asking, at least initially, where do you go if your country no longer needs you like before? how do you move on, when your country has, and you haven’t? kenshin found kaoru’s dojo perfect. bc he found the goal so inspiring. and so hopeful and fitting with what he wanted.)

not really sure i get that with mori ai.

i don’t think she’s insufferable about it (yet), but. there are times that i’m getting more annoyed at how she acts when she’s preventing/catastrophizing ueki’s fate. so she’s... getting more irksome, but idk what happens.

so i think the difference between kaoru is, he does agree with kaoru, honestly, but he’s forced time and time again, to resort to methods he hates to save the day, albeit he focuses v. hard on not killing people. what kaoru wants is ultimately what kenshin wants to. he just... can’t do it quite as well bc people keep on coming after him and/or dragging him into their wars.

i don’t really think RK implements the opposition well, but it is there. and i think it’s interesting to consider with the themes of what it’s trying to say, however frustrating and uneven it is.

but ueki. doesn’t really agree with ai, bc he’s not really there to prevent fighting, if he feels like it, he’ll fight, whereas ai is just trying to prevent fights at all costs (and failing), but he doesn’t dislike ai either. she sticks around, and idk, i don’t think ueki cares one way or another if ai is there or not, to some degree, even if she meddles. he’s never really argued with her, just expressed mild confusion, tbh, as she struggles to keep him alive and minimize harm.

(but i mind!!!)

[tomanpeach]

i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this – virgin!kuroo x virgin!reader

a/n: 18+!!!! nsfw!!!! characters are aged up to their 20s!! anon asked me to write kuroo and u know what i had somethin cookin already bc that's my MAN! also this was something completely different at first and then i pivoted and now here we are!! enjoy!!! <3

content: loss of viriginity, mentions of alcohol/drinking, fingering, nipple play, lots of cursing sorry it's in everything i do, best friends who lose their v card to each other uwu

word count: 4,276

“did you still wanna go to that thing yaku's friends are throwing?” kuroo asks, giving you a sidelong glance from the couch. the two of you are having a very typical evening, watching shitty movies and eating snacks in his apartment.

you and kuroo had been best friends since freshman year at nekoma. you’d been assigned as biology lab partners and had both assumed that the other would not be of any help at all in your assignments. so you were equally surprised when you found that you had both shown up ready to work. soon, afternoons working on bio labs turned into evenings watching movies and talking, or meeting up everyday after kuroo finished practice to do your homework and study together during volleyball season. you started spending every weekend together in cafes, at each others' houses, in the park, wherever you were able to talk and laugh and hang out together.

on this particular friday night, you were curled up in a beanbag chair next to the couch kuroo was splayed out on, a bag of chips at your side and two cans of hard cider on the coffee table.

“hello?” kuroo tosses a pretzel at you. “are we going?”

“i’m thinking,” you throw the pretzel back, making him chuckle. “if we go we should be less sober.”

he nods, “oh, absolutely.”

“truth or dare or drink?” you hand him his can.

the corner of his mouth turns up in an amused smirk, “dare, obviously.”

you rise out of the beanbag and plop onto the couch across from him. “i dare you to finish that.”

“you’re terrible at this game,” he rolls his eyes and starts chugging.

he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and smiles at you, “your turn.”

“truth.”

kuroo has the most devious look on his face as he considers the invasive, obnoxious questions he can ask to tease you with. “have you fucked anyone we went to high school with?”

your brow furrows, “no.”

“what’s that look?” he cocks an eyebrow. “the penalty for lying is a drink, you know...”

“i’m not lying. and i would have told you, probably.”

“but how can i know that for sure?”

“because i’ve never fucked anyone,” you say finally with a shrug. “so it’s a no.”

“really?” his eyes widen at the confession. “no way."

"no way what?" you wrinkle your nose, crossing your arms across your chest. you wouldn't put it past kuroo to tease you, it was in his nature, but it still feels a little obnoxious for such a topic.

"no way that you’re a virgin, too.”

“too?!” you blurt, a laugh following the word. “you’re so annoying. don't make fun of me for that, it's not a big deal.”

“i'm not making fun of you," he chuckles. "i'm sexy as fuck and i've never had sex, obviously it's not a big deal."

“tetsuro, shut up!” you burst out laughing. “i’ve literally walked in on you with a girl before. remember that party where-”

“please don’t.” he has half a mind to lurch forward to cover your mouth. “i hate thinking about that.”

“i know, but you guys were-”

“she sucked my dick,” he cuts you off again. “that's what you walked in on. which, tmi, but if you hadn't come in i think she literally might have fuckin’ bit down on my dick, i was so terrified. when you left i finished and ran for my fuckin’ life. that was all that happened.”

you stare back at him with vague disgust and more than a little confusion. your gorgeous best friend, who women had worshipped and fawned over since high school and until this very day, who had so openly just described getting a blow job in a bedroom at a party to you, was still a virgin, too?

“but you’ve had girlfriends.

“and you’ve had boyfriends.”

you let out a long, slow exhale. he’s watching you intently, laid back on the couch so casually it’s almost annoying. he just doesn’t want to give away how eager he is, how fucking fast his heart is racing at the possibility of what could unfold in the next few moments. the air in the room seems to buzz with electricity, heavy tension from the confessions you'd both just made waits to be broken.

you clear your throat, “have you ever felt like you just wanna do it and be done with it?"

he nods, "'course i have."

"me too," you admit, suddenly having trouble meeting his piercing stare. "maybe... i guess, we could help each other get it out of the way? y’know, do it with someone we know and trust?"

“yeah?” a cheshire cat smile spreads across kuroo's face. “do you trust me that much?”

“you know i do, idiot,” it comes out softer than you expect. you really do trust him more than anyone. if you were going to lose your virginity like this, there was no one who made more sense than kuroo.

"okay then." he starts to move toward you so slowly you almost don’t realize it's happening until he’s right in front of you, face inches from yours.

“are we really gonna kiss?” you ask suddenly and you both burst into a fit of giggles.

“it'll probably be fun, right?” he nudges your shoulder reassuringly. “like, what the fuck do we do together that isn’t fun?” you nod enthusiastically and agree, “it’ll be fun.”

kuroo takes your face in his hands, both of you fighting hard to keep straight faces. “count me down,” he says firmly, face tight. you let a laugh slip, “sorry. okay, ready. 3… 2… 1… go.”

he pulls your face to his, and you feel the soft press of his full lips against yours. your brain no longer wants to laugh about the idea of kissing kuroo because holy fucking shit you were actually kissing kuroo.

his lips twitch, unsure if he should move his mouth and deepen the kiss or not. you decide for him, experimentally swiping your tongue along the seam of his lips. they part easily, his tongue sliding out to meet yours and before you know it, he’s pulling you onto his lap so the two of you can make out.

you decide that he's a good kisser. a great kisser, even. his soft lips move fluidly against yours, his tongue in your mouth makes your head spin.

“we should’ve started doing this a long time ago,” he mumbles between kisses, making you laugh. “we wouldn’t have had to sit through so many awful movies.”

“well, you live and you learn," you deadpan, making him laugh. an intrusive thought begs you to try kissing down kuroo's throat. you pull away from the kiss to suck a mark just below his jaw and he grunts, the sound coming from deep in his chest. “good?” you smile at him triumphantly. “yeah, here...” he tips your head to the side with his large hands, so that he can to do the same thing on your neck. “ooohhh,” you mewl. “good. yeah. very good.”

as kuroo continues to mark up the soft skin of your throat, you grind your hips down into his lap without thinking. “oh, getting right to it, huh?” he teases. before you can reply he lifts his own hips up to meet yours. the pressure makes you whine, especially when you feel the hard length beneath his sweatpants press right against your sensitive cunt.

“you know i’ve gotten head before,” he says in your ear. “but what’s the farthest you’ve ever gone?”

you tense, tightening your grip just a little where your hands are placed on his shoulders. “are you gonna make fun of me if i tell you?”

he shakes his head. his eyes are warm and genuine as they look back into yours.

“just kissing.”

“oh, that's fucking awesome."

you can tell he really means it. the reaction surprises you at first but you start to understand as soon as he’s peeling your shorts down and ghosting his fingertips over your panties.

the growing patch of wetness on the fabric makes his heart swell with pride. he’s having this effect on you. he’s doing this.

“so i’m the first guy to touch you like this?” he asks breathlessly. you nod, face showing clear signs of nervousness. “if you want to stop we can stop,” he says firmly. you shake your head, “n-no, i'm okay. keep going. please.”

with a look of unparalleled joy on his face, kuroo tugs down your underwear. he runs his middle and ring fingers up and down between your soaked folds, being as delicate and respectful as if he were touching a priceless museum artifact. bringing his fingers up to his face, he gawks at the way the coated digits glisten.

“fuck, that’s really fuckin’ hot,” he breaths. “you’re so wet.”

he traces down your slit again, experimentally allowing his middle finger to gently prod at your clenching hole. watching your face for a reaction, he sinks the finger inside you to the knuckle. you whimper, hips pressing down toward his hand. he adds his ring finger so there are two long, callused fingers settled snugly in your pussy.

there’s a slight stretch, but not to the point of being uncomfortable. it’s a fuller feeling than when you’ve done this yourself, your own fingers not quite the size of a massive volleyball player’s.

he starts to pump his fingers in and out, slowly at first, feeling how the soft walls of muscle contract around his digits as they move. kuroo can’t take his eyes off your cunt sucking his fingers in so hungrily, squelching like a fucking porn video.

“does that feel okay?” he asks, despite the way you’re clearly rolling your hips along with the thrust of his fingers. “mhmmm,” you nod, leaning in to kiss him again. as you’re licking into his mouth, your hand closes around his wrist. he bubbles with anticipation as you pull his hand higher, his fingers sliding out of you and coming to rest on your clit. he feels so stupid for not thinking about that himself.

now that you’ve shown him where you need him, he takes charge again. he uses the wetness that’s coating his fingers as lubrication and circles the nubs with his fingertips, applying a gentle pressure. the way you start to whimper and whine, he’s thinking he might be doing something right.

a moment later, kuroo decides to stuff his fingers back inside you and work your clit with his thumb. with both together, you’re trying desperately to muffle your moans by burying your face in kuroo’s shoulder. “tetsuro…” you whine, breath hot against his neck.

“please say my name like that again, holy shit,” he begs, fingers speeding up their ministrations reflexively. you do, starting to repeat it over and over as he continues to bring you closer to your first orgasm brought about by someone else. your fingernails dig into his t-shirt, you cling to him tightly. your legs struggle to hold you up, shaking as you finally release, cumming around his pumping fingers.

kuroo mumbles an impressed “fuck” under his breath. he can’t help but imagine what this feeling— of your tight little hole fluttering as you reach your high— might feel like if it were wrapped around his cock. while he’s lost in those thoughts, you have to reach down to stop his still moving hand as the stimulation on your clit becomes too much.

“wow, i…” you try to make a complete sentence that doesn’t sound embarrassing.

“you came,” he finishes for you.

you hide your face in his shoulder, blushing at how casually he says it, “that’s just too weird like, why would i tell you that i came?”

“because i’m the one who made you cum!” he says, throwing his head back to laugh.

you cover his mouth with your hand, “i just don’t like the word, okay?!”

he smiles into your hand, leaving a soft kiss in your palm before removing it from his face. he keeps your hand in his, though. “did you like the feeling at least?” he asks, tone a bit more serious. you can’t hide your smile as you nod back at him, “yeah, that part was great. why are you so good at that?”

he shrugs, “watching porn, maybe.”

you roll your eyes, shaking your head in the hopes of shaking the words from your memory while he just laughs again.

kuroo takes your hips in his hands and gingerly lifts you off his lap. "come on," he stands up and offers his hand.

you let him lead you to his bedroom. anticipation is building in your stomach, the fire of arousal already reigniting.

kuroo tugs you closer, kissing you beside his bed. "you still want to do this?" he asks.

you nod, "i really do."

he smiles against your lips as he leans in to kiss you again, a new hunger behind it. you can hardly think with the way his tongue slips back into your mouth, large hands spreading wide across your back.

you slide your hands up under his shirt and the muscles of his stomach tighten. "tickles," he says softly, making you giggle. he lets you pull his shirt up over his head and take in the view for a few blessed moments.

you'd seen him without his shirt on before, of course. like most of the boys you knew who played sports, when he got sweaty, he took his shirt off. you actually felt like the appearance of his chiseled body was quite familiar to you. but in this context, it was so different. this wasn't after a volleyball game or at a pool party. from the way his breath hitched as you ran your hands down his chest, you knew that he was thinking the same thing.

kuroo's fingers fumble at the hem of your shirt next. "can i...?" he asks politely. you raise your arms to help him and he lifts your shirt off in one easy motion.

while his body was fairly familiar, nothing could have prepared kuroo for seeing yours. "you're beautiful," the words slip out before he can stop them. and why should he, really? you do look beautiful with your smooth skin and doe eyed innocence. he's drinking in the sight of you standing in front of him in your bra and ruined panties with wide eyes, glancing over the swell of your breasts, the way your hair falls on your bare shoulders. somehow his dick gets even harder.

you're sure you're blushing from the way your best friend's eyes are roaming across every inch of your skin. you're beautiful. had he meant that? was it just the heat of the moment, or one friend trying to reassure another?

whatever it was, it made you feel good– empowered. you reach behind your back and unhook the clasp of your bra. pulling your arms out of the straps you let the garment fall to your feet. "fuck," he hisses out, wasting no time in cupping your tits in his hands, giving them a rough squeeze. fingers toy with your nipples. he gives them each a pinch and you whimper. "i love getting a sound like that out of you," he admits, eyes darkening as he peers down at you. to further his point, he pinches again, slightly harder. you whine, hands flying up to grip his wrists. it's not too much, though, just surprising how the small gesture has sent such a flood of heat to your cunt.

kuroo sits at the edge of his bed, pulling you to stand between his legs. now that he's sitting he's at the perfect height to capture one of your pert nipples into his mouth. "oh, my god," you keen, grabbing a fistful of hair at the back of his head. "that's so nice. fuck, tetsu." you swear you can feel him smiling smugly.

he switches sides, suckling with his eyes closed, looking completely enthralled in the task. one hand remains on your breast while his other hand gropes at a handful of your ass.

"tetsuro," you whimper, running a hand through his dark locks. he releases your nipple and looks up at your with expectant eyes.

"let's have sex. please."

you yelp as he tugs you down onto the mattress and stands over you next to the bed. he unzips his dark jeans, sliding them down his legs and kicking them away. your eyes immediately lock onto the impressive member that's straining against his grey boxers. he climbs on the bed, straddling you.

you reach for him greedily, palming him through his boxers. he tries to stifle a groan at the contact, at the sight of your small hand holding his hot length. he twitches in your grip, the small wet spot on his underwear where he's leaking precum growing a bit.

you tug down the front of his boxers. kuroo tenses as the air hits his sensitive cock, and lets out a low groan when he sees how eagerly you're eyeing his length.

"it's so big," you mumble in awe. looking up at him, he sees a flash of desire in your eyes.

"how would you know?" he teases, holding your chin delicately.

"i just do," you smirk back at him.

his cock is big, there’s no doubt about that. and while he's correct that your frame of reference is not the most extensive, looking at the way his cock falls from his boxers unable to stand up erect under its own weight coupled with the pulsing veins running up the underside and his heavy balls, you know he must be objectively large.

kuroo's painfully hard now. you don't even realize the effect you're having on him, but every little thing you do is making his need to be inside you grow.

he hooks his fingers into your panties and looks up to you for approval which you give in the form of a giggle and a nod. you lift your hips a little so he can drag the underwear down your legs and drop them on the floor.

"will you..." he begins slowly. "you should spread your legs, okay?"

you let your legs fall open for him and he swears his heart nearly stops beating. the sight of your pussy lips spreading open for him, at his command, makes him feel lightheaded.

he feels like looking at you this way is illegal, like it's against the law to see you spread out for him, your cunt and the insides of your thighs so lewdly glistening with your arousal from when he'd fucked you with his fingers.

desire is eating away at kuroo's sanity. he wonders if he could cum untouched just from the sight of your pussy, your heavy tits, and the innocent little look on your face on his sheets.

"where'd you go?" you ask in a small voice, reaching a hand out. he takes it gladly, bending to kiss you softly.

"you're driving me crazy," he admits, earning a chuckle from you. "you have no idea how fucking sexy you look on my bed like this."

"you don't look too bad yourself."

as you kiss, he fists his cock, pumping it a few times. he reaches for the drawer of his bedside table and rifles through the contents for a condom. you raise an eyebrow at him. "i had girlfriends," he explains sheepishly. "i thought i should at least be prepared just in case." you throw your head back and laugh, secretly very thankful that he never had a use for the condoms until now.

he rolls it on and positions himself between your legs, one hand guiding his cock, the other still holding your hand tightly.

"are you ready?"

you nod, "are you?" he nods back. you share a reassuring look before his attention is between your thighs.

the moment you feel the hot tip of his cock against your folds you suck in a sharp breath. kuroo squeezes your hand and his flushed cockhead breaches your entrance. you yelp, the stretch exponentially more intense than when it was his fingers. he’s only got his head in you before he pauses and looks into your face. “are you okay? 's so fuckin tight." you nod and he continues pressing in.

when he’s fully sheathed inside you, you sigh out a big breathe. the fullness feels like nothing you’ve ever experienced, like you’re splitting open at the seams. and kuroo, your best friend in the world, is seated there between your legs, holding your hand and watching you with great concern to make sure you’re alright. granted, it’s his cock you’re wrapped around, that's making your head spin and your pussy ache, but he’s doing everything he can do make sure it isn’t too much for you.

he plants one hand beside your head, the other settling at your waist. his thumb rubs soothing circles on your hip, eyes still fixed on yours, waiting for your discomfort to pass. “when you’re ready, i’ll move,” he says evenly. you suddenly remember that it’s his first time, too. "how does it feel for you?" you manage.

"un-fucking-believable."

his cock is buried deep inside you and that feeling alone– of your walls clenching around him– is almost enough to make him cum. he’s doing a hell of a lot of mental work to restrain himself from desperately pounding into you and chasing his high.

“you can move,” you tell him after a few moments, bracing yourself by tightly gripping his wrist next to your head. “i’ll go slow,” he soothes, sliding his cock almost all the way out before pressing right back in. you cry out at the sensation of him filling you so completely every time his hips meet yours. the tip of his cock is reaching so deep inside you, you’re nearly seeing stars.

but moving helps the pain melt away, and you choke out a moan as it starts to feel fucking good.

“go a little faster,” you blurt and his eyes snap to yours. “please. if you can.”

“are you sure?”

“pleeeaaase, tetsuro,” you whimper, lifting your hips to meet his. “i can handle it. more.”

kuroo lets out a low groan. something about your drawn out please, the way his name sounds coming out of your mouth while he’s stuffed inside you, it drives him fucking insane.

every ounce of his willpower is being spent on trying not to cum. it feels amazing— fucking euphoric— and it has from the moment he was inside you. but now, thrusting into your sopping hole, he doesn’t want it to end by cumming too soon.

you're not making it easy, though. you're clenching down on his cock, jerking your hips around, making some of the most salacious noises he's ever heard. but you asked him to fuck you faster and who the hell is he to deny you??

he leans forward a bit, angling his hips a slightly different way. you nearly scream, "OH FUCK!"

at first he's afraid he's hurt you, his hips stop completely. "don't fucking stop!" you beg, looking up at him with wild eyes. "that spot was... fuck, just do it again, oh my god."

he tries again, earning the same reaction. it's going straight to his head, "you like that, yeah? how do i feel inside you?"

"shit, so fucking good," you're almost in tears. "please don't stop. oh my god. i think i'm gonna..."

he hopes you will. for good measure, he presses his thumb to your clit and starts rubbing frantic circles onto the little bundle of nerves. almost immediately, you cry out, the knot in your stomach becoming a wave of white hot pleasure that courses through your entire body. your orgasm has you squeezing around him so tightly he can barely move. kuroo can't hold it back anymore. with one last thrust, he fills the condom, buried deep within your walls.

kuroo pulls out, the sudden loss of fullness making you suck in a sharp breath. he disposes of the condom and returns to the bed. suddenly, you're wrapped up in his strong arms, being held tightly to his chest. you feel so good, like your whole body is tingling. and the way kuroo is holding you is making your cheeks heat up.

"you okay?" he asks, stroking your hair softly. you nod and look up at him, "you were right. that was fuckin' fun."

he laughs his booming hyena laugh and gives you a squeeze. "it was, wasn't it?!" you feel his lips press to your forehead.

"do you think it's gonna be different now?" you ask, voice barely above a whisper. "for us?"

earlier in the night, kuroo had promised himself that he would do everything in his power to make it not weird after. to make it so that the two of you can be totally normal after everything that happened tonight. but now he feels a bit stupid about that. something monumental had shifted that couldn't be ignored. he was holding you in his arms, lying in his bed completely naked after having done the most intimate thing the two of you could have done.

"i dunno," he frowns. "i really wanted us to be able to go back to normal after this but... i think it will be different." you reach for his hand, interlocking your fingers together. he looks up to see that you're smiling. "this can just be our new normal. would that be okay?" kuroo has never said yes to anything so fast in his life.

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i like the idea of the collector n hunter being playmates in his early childhood….this is going off my assumption/hc that unlike the other grimwalkers belos made hunter to be much younger when he was born, at an age where ur memories r very patchy, dont make sense, or r nonexistent lol. so the collector gets bored of only interacting w philip, sees the new grimwalker he cooked up, and was like hmmm….new bestie! :) hunter was probably v confused by what or who they were but they were super intriguing n he was lonely so he was happy to become his friend. theyd play tag or hide n seek or come up w new games together

its a bit of a one sided friendship tho bc the collector is cruel n callous even to ppl they consider a friend, and ESPECIALLY to hunter bc he doesnt even see hunter as a real person, just a toy. so he makes fun of hunter, scares him a lot, n obv hunter doesnt like it but he doesnt know how friendship is supposed to work so he thinks thats normal behavior. it doesnt matter tho bc in the end hunter accidentally reveals that hes playing w a ‘shadow’ in the castle to belos and that pisses his uncle OFF n he basically puts an stop to it. this annoys the collector, but he DID make a deal w philip that cant be jeopardized, so they just disappear from hunters life n he never sees them again (i mean…he does but u get the idea)

hunter is upset at first and asks belos abt the shadow kid he always played with, but belos just gaslights him into thinking it was all in his head. hunter accepts that explanation n he kind of just forgets abt the whole thing as he gets older. upon seeing the collector in belos’s mindscape for the first time, he cant shake the feeling that he seems familiar, but keeps it to himself

[xiaq]

Hi, I have a question re:sex and Christianity. Small background: I still go to church, and I still live with my parents even though I'm not much younger than you, because housing is very very expensive where I live (pretty common here, I would say about 2/3 of my friends live with their parents and we are decently privileged kids)

Anyway. How does one get over purity culture? To be clear, I've never been told in church not to have sex, I've never gotten the gendered lessons that you got. But I am terrified of having sex. My first real, multi-year relationship just ended and while there was hand stuff etc, there was never any p in v sex (lol I feel 12). But I still had insane anxiety about being pregnant despite being on bc. And I think its because I know my parents would be so disappointed if I had sex. And if I was pregnant I could imagine all the gossip. And honestly I think im from a pretty open church, b/c one of our previous ministers kids recently got married at 8 months pregnant and lots of church people were at the wedding and supportive and her parents were there and everything.

I dont even think I particularly like sex, i might be on the ace spectrum, but how do I remove it from all the anxiety that's tied to it so I can even give myself the chance to find out???

(Asking because it seems like you've been pretty open about purity culture/removing yourself from it)

CW for sex talk (again)

How does one get over purity culture?

Oh man. That really is the million-dollar question, huh? Obviously, I can only answer re my personal experiences, and this is something you should talk to a therapist about, but I can tell you how I’ve tackled it with my therapist at least.

Purity culture is, at its core, an ideology that is perpetuated by shame. If you’re indoctrinated into purity culture when you’re a kid, the concepts become baked into the way you construct your identity, your perception of self, and your perception of your sexuality. It’s practically intrinsic, by the time you’re an adult, to feel shame any time you’re reminded you have a body, much less a sexuality.

According to the chapels I sat through every week as a kid, a girl's body could be 3 things: an intentional stumbling block for men, an accidental stumbling block for men, or unnoticeable. Women were to strive for the third option so as to keep their (and their male friends/authority figures) purity intact. After all, if a boy, or even your male teacher, had impure thoughts about you, it was your fault for tempting them (which, holy shit. I still can’t believe that was a thing I bought into for so long. If my 45 yr old grown-ass teacher had impure thoughts because he could see my 12 yr old collarbone, that sure as hell wasn’t my fault. But I digress.) The Only time a woman’s body can be something else, is when she gives it to her husband, at which point she must suddenly flip the switch in her brain that she is now allowed to be a Sexual Being and she must perform Sexual Duties despite living in outright fear of her own body and sexuality for years (decades?) up until this point. Jesus take the wheel.

Purity culture isn’t a thing you can just decide to walk away from if you’ve grown up in it. Because its ideology is insidious and internalized. So first you need to submit to the fact that you’re going to be fucked up about sex. It sounds like you’re there. Second, you need to interrogate what you believe. If you’re leaving religion behind entirely, you’ll approach removing yourself from purity culture differently than if you still identify as a Christian. It sounds like you might be the latter, which meant, for me, separating what’s actually biblical and what’s shitty, contrived, doctrine that I was told is biblical but is actually more political than spiritual. This helps you address the shame issue.

You need to throw away I Kissed Dating Goodbye and Lady in Waiting and all those ridiculous books you read and reread in the hopes of somehow obtaining impossible marriage perfection and look into actual scripture interpreted within its historical context. I could write a book on this, but the TL;DR is that the text of the Bible was written, translated, curated, and changed multiple times over thousands of years by human beings with human biases and, often, personal and/or political agendas. It contradicts itself! Reading it as it is—a flawed historical document—rather than some sort of God-breathed perfect document—is incredibly freeing. When you do, you’ll probably realize that purity culture is bullshit on a spiritual level. Which is a good start, if that matters to you. Because any time you start to feel shame or guilt you can ask yourself: does God actually care if I wear a bikini or touch a dick I’m not married to? Probably not. Wear the bikini. Touch the dick.

The most important therapy session for me was when my therapist asked what I would do if I got to heaven and God was actually the God I’d been raised to fear. What would I do if he condemned me for being bisexual and having premarital sex and becoming educated, for arguing with men, and failing to isolate while menstruating, and wearing mixed fabrics? If Montero had come out at the point, I probably would have said I’d pole dance down to hell. Instead, I said I would spit on heaven’s gates. If a god that cruel and that pointlessly demeaning really exists—a god who would create in me condemned desire—I won't worship him. The good news is, I’m 99% sure he doesn’t exist. At the very least, he isn’t supported by scripture.

Okay. The final thing you need to do is figure out what you actually want, sexually speaking. This bit is probably the hardest. I’m still in the early stages of this myself. You say: “I dont even think I particularly like sex, i might be on the ace spectrum, but how do I remove it from all the anxiety that's tied to it so I can even give myself the chance to find out???” Bro, I wish I had an easy answer for you. For me, whenever I’m feeling anxious about Sex Things, I tell myself: 1. My God does not equate my worth to my sexual habits. 2. My partner does not equate my worth to my sexual habits. 3. I do not equate my worth to my sexual habits. It seems silly, but reminding myself of those three things is massively helpful. If, after I’ve sorted through those, I’m still anxious or uncomfortable, I stop doing the thing. I evaluate. Am I overwhelmed and I need to try again some other time? Do I just not like the thing? Sometimes it’s hard to tell. Sometimes you change your mind. Sometimes you just don’t know. That’s why having a partner who you trust and who’s willing to patiently explore your interests (and respect your disinterests) is so important. Half the battle, for me, was having a partner who told me they’d be ok with no sex at all. Because that took the pressure off me. If the bare minimum they need is nothing, then anything more than that is a bonus! Hooray! This is maybe TMI, but let me tell you. I thought I was asexual* right up until I was able to have moderately non-anxious sex. Never in my life did I think I would initiate a sexual situation but… I do now. It’s a fun thing to do with a person I love and, holy shit. I am furious that I nearly missed out on it.

Finally, re birth control: I don’t know how you can approach that fear in a way that works for you. If you don’t want to ever have penetrative sex, that’s fine! If that’s a point of anxiety you can’t get rid of, then don't push yourself to do it. If you find out you like other sex things, do the other sex things! If you don't like doing any sex things, don't do any sex things! Also, have you considered sleeping with people who can’t get you pregnant? Always an option if it’s an option you want to consider. ;)

Okay. I hope this was even a little bit helpful. Sorry if it’s a little convoluted, I typed it up in bursts during my work breaks.

*This is not at all to say that asexuality can be “fixed." Rather, it’s to say that things like purity culture can drastically confuse your sexuality in general. If you’re asexual, then this process is still important to discover what you like/dislike. Then you can be explicit about those necesities and find a partner who’s a good fit (if you want a partner at all, that is).

[elysianslove]

hi !! i am in love w ur writing omg <33 can i req hcs of miya twins && suna w a crush who is in the girls ( or manager of the boys team if u only do gn!reader hcs ) vball team of inarizaki and they share the same bus or sumn when theyre traveling to another school ? thank u <3

hi hi hi!!! thank you so much <333 and i write fem!reader, hehe, so i made her part of the girls vbc! i hope you like these <3

miya atsumu 

i firmly believe none of the hq boys would be picky about the girl they’re dating. like yeah they all say certain traits they want but when it really comes down to it and they are dating you, they won’t be upset if you don’t fit certain previous criteria of theirs 

that being said, tsumu would absolutely lose his shit if his girlfriend also happened to be a volleyball player like he’d be convinced it’s fate or something

like he wouldn’t crush on you because of volleyball, he just thought you were a really pretty girl he’d constantly see in the halls and stuff 

and listen! he really was planning on asking you out

except asking a girl out has never been so nerve-wracking. like he’s never, ever felt this nervous about it?? and he’d keep chickening out every time he saw you

fast forward to you guys having to travel to another prefecture for a game, and it just so happens that the boys’ basketball team also had a game out of town. between the teachers and coaches, they decided since both the boys and the girls’ volleyball teams were going to the same prefecture, you’d just take the bus and make due 

the bus isn’t small, but y’all are a lot, so it’s a bit of a mess when you’re climbing on 

somehow, someway, you find yourself sitting next to miya atsumu 

pls he will never stop talking about how you two were meant to be after omg 

imagine his shock when he looks up from his phone and he sees you sitting next to him his brain literally goes ???!!@#$#&^$#&%(&

you just smile at him sweetly and say, “i hope it’s okay that i sat here. there’s not really anywhere else.” 

he can’t really speak. no like he really can’t. he’s. starstruck? just completely gone. you’re just so pretty and now he gets to sit next to you for the entire ride? he’s thanking everything holy

samu smacks him on the head because he still hasn’t replied to you and you’re starting to look a little saddened 

“uh, yeah, yeah, s’fine, yeah.” i’m telling y’all he’s secretly a complete dork. 

at first he doesn’t really know what to say, he just knows that he really wants to talk to you, like badly, and finally his brain catches up to him and he asks you about volleyball. you two spend nearly the entire ride talking about the sport

his heart would not stop beating insanely fast the entire time 

so y’all arrive, and you’re about to head off to the girls’ gymnasium when he stops you. you’re kind confused but you don’t stop him bc !!! hello !!! attractive !!! and kind !!! and interesting !!!

and omg you don’t think you’ve ever seen miya atsumu flustered before, and apparently neither has his brother or his friends because they’re in the back just snickering to each other

and finally, he manages to ask, “do you like, wanna hang out? soon? tomorrow?” 

it makes you giggle how red his cheeks are 

the relief that floods him when you say yes is unbelievable 

he wishes you good luck with your game with a kiss on the cheek that shocks everyone because what a contrast to the person he was literally a minute ago 

just v briefly: y’all are THE couple. you know what i’m talking about right? imagine just him being at your games and cheering you on the loudest, kissing you fully on the mouth after disregarding any rules in place, or the opposite, of you cheering him on his games and just jumping at him even though he’s really sweaty and hugging him so tight with your legs wrapped around his waist

no please don’t think about going to the gym with tsumu, where he makes you cling onto shirtless him as he’s doing pull ups and you kiss him every time he lowers himself, or practicing volleyball with tsumu, where he’ll serve a ball onto your ass and have you chase him around the gymnasium until he lets you jump onto him and you both fall on the ground

and no! don’t you dare consider practicing serves with him and it being a competition until you’re both so spent and breathlessly lying on the cold ground next to each other or how proud he is every time he sees you finally achieve something you’ve been trying really hard to perfect —

good bye 🏃🏻‍♀️

miya osamu

okay different from atsumu, osamu knew you were a volleyball player, and he realized he had a crush on after watching you play once 

your gymnasium, the girls’, was up for inspection but you had a game against another school so you’d borrowed the boys’. the whole boys team decided to stay and watch and holy shit was he impressed. your team won by a landslide, and it was clear the rest of his team was also impressed by the way they were all speaking about you

after that, you kinda stood out to him more? like, before he wouldn’t really notice you, but now anytime you were around or he heard your name or you were mentioned or he heard your voice he would kind of perk up and his heart would beat a little fast 

he was like fuck 😃🔪

you didn’t really share classes with him so it wasn’t too difficult to avoid you until his little crush had wavered 

yeah until god himself seated you right across from him on the bus while both your teams were on their way to a different school. it’s not that there wasn’t a bus, the coaches were just lazy and decided to combine you both since you were headed the same way anyways 

the entire time he wouldn’t stop staring at you while you chatted with your friends and with some of the boys from his team. you just seemed so. magical. he hated it. why were you so perfect

atsumu was asleep for half the ride so he only made fun of him for the other half. it was v humiliating. 0/10

he thought he had been soooo slick lmfao 😹

he was not

samu’s generally a slick guy but. not right now he wasn’t. not with his crush he isn’t

so when everyone steps off the bus and he’s like stretching out his limbs from being seated for really long, he feels someone tap on his shoulder, so he spins around and sees you and honest to god his blood runs cold

you had a really sheepish smile on your face like you were ready to embarrass him and when you said, “hey i noticed you staring,” on god he wanted to die.

but then you noticed his pale face and quickly went, “no, no, i think it’s very flattering! and i’m hoping it means i get to take you out?” 

cue tsumu’s cheering in the back he is so obnoxious bhjdbcdbjc

samu’s mouth is moving but his brain isn’t really working he just likes to thank god that he said yes and didn’t say anything else 

this time, you wish him luck with a kiss on the cheek and he really hates how his entire body is just heating up right now so on the outside it looks like he’s not enjoying this in the least, but trust, his heart says others

that was the most nervous you’ve ever been but he doesn’t need to know that 

on the bus ride back he invites you to sit next to him in the back, and you’re both a little shy about it all but you make conversation and somehow it ends up with him telling you he loves to cook, which leads to the promise that he’ll cook for you one day

it’s a very sweet conversation where you’re both really excited but you’re also a little nervous about it all

again, briefly: if we’re going with you being a wing spiker like him, then training with samu is so fun. he loves to toss the balls up higher and higher knowing you can’t reach them, until one day you shock him and the ball goes smack on the other side of the court and damn he just fell in love all over again.

tsumu practices with you two sometimes and nine times out of ten he’ll make samu think he’s tossing to him then toss to you instead. 

you’d think he’d be quiet and calm while he watches you play? absolutely not he is the loudest. it’s okay you luv him <3

omgomgomg meeting up with samu after both your after school practices are over and you just walking home alone in the quiet and you’re both munching on some snacks and it’s so serene and your hand is in his and you’re swinging your arms playfully and it’s just so

sigh 

remember that promise he made to cook for you? every weekend without fail, since he usually wakes up before you, he makes you breakfast, leaves his home, and wakes you up with a little box of your favorites. the tradition never falters. every weekend you wake up to his beaming face with a steaming box of breakfast. husband material 

suna rinatarō

with suna, you two briefly knew each other

you shared class with him, and sat quite near him so you were like sort of acquainted with each other. i feel like suna’s not too big on speaking with strangers not because he’s introverted but because he just doesn’t wanna waste his time

he does speak to you from time to time though, mainly just to ask about class or homework or exams 

he didn’t know you were on the girl’s volleyball team though, so when you walked onto the bus, and he spotted you, he was really confused. when you spotted him back and waved at him with a bright smile his brain went uh oh

and then you walked closer to where he sat and his brain went UH OH

and then you asked to sit next to him because you’re all the girls are scattered everywhere and aside from them he’s the only one you know here so he just shrugs and goes yeah sure 

his brain is going uhohuhohuhoh repeatedly though he’s just exceptionally good at not showing it 

you don’t really talk as everyone settles down, each of you is busy looking down at your phones, but when the bus starts moving, suna takes out his headphones and 

he offers one to you 

vdhjsdshfkwhhesajkdhksf

ok im good 

you’re a little taken aback but you accept. the entire ride you two don’t talk, you just listen to music together, and occasionally he hands you his phone to choose a song, and somehow, in the middle of all this, your head fell on his shoulder and his head rested on yours and it was really comfortable and good god does he have a crush on you

when you take out your phone and open instagram/snapchat and start messing with the filters, taking snaps of him and making faces with him, and he gets to hear and feel your little laughs he realizes yeah, maybe he does have a tiny crush on you 

tiny 

minuscule

you skip away from him after stepping off the bus with a yell of good luck. he makes time after his game to go watch yours and he is thoroughly impressed by your skill. decides maybe it is not as minuscule as he thought.

the boys are on the bus before the girls, so when you walk in, he waves you over and points at his headphones, which makes you laugh a little and rush over to him. this time, he doesn’t wait for the bus to start moving before he hands you one earbud, and just like before, your head rests on his shoulder throughout 

middle of the ride, he opens the notes app, and types, ‘you’re really cute,’ while showing you the screen 

you take the phone from him and type back, ‘you’re really pretty.’ 

and then a conversation carries like this until he just straight up goes, ‘wanna go out with me?’ 

this time, you don’t take the phone from him. instead, you sit up a little, press a kiss to his cheek and whisper, “yes.” 

it only shocked him a little a lot

as soon as you’d said that, he relaxes a bit, and as you’re going to rest your head on his shoulder, he brings an arm around you, hugging you closer to him i am going to Scream

briefly: please, imagine just how encouraging it is for suna to see you in the stands at any of his games like it just gives him that necessary boost  and whenever he wins he just cups your face and kisses you so passionately yet serenely and there’s that small smile hidden in the kiss only you can feel and tell of

or just imagine you and suna relaxing after a long day of practice in a bath together or you completely drained snuggled in bed as you lazily and sleepily pillow talk 

or oh my god, suna coming before a game and helping you do your hair in a braid or anything that will keep it out of your face because he has a little sister and he’s just so good at it and all the girls are fawning over how he’s sitting on the bench with you kneeling between his legs and he’s just working diligently at your hair and once he’s done he just gives your head a little pat before leaning over and kissing your cheek like “all done babe good luck” 

or suna watching smugly as you absolutely destroy your opponents or if you ever play with the boys how you never go easy on them and he just 

heart eyes <3

end note; im sobbing im this 🤏🏼 close to losing my mind why are they not REAL 

[isagisyoichi]

YOU MAKE ME FEEL SPECIAL!

SYNOPSIS: niko as your boyfriend

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: niko ikki aka my boyfriend hello

WARNINGS: swearing, pretend all the boys go to the same school and they're all friends for plot, normalize not writing serious boys as someone that practically hates their s/o and never opens up to them god bless, also no such thing as ooc since we dunno shit ab him so everything i say is law. SUPER LONG LOL, it's like 2k+ words 😭

A/N: i love my boyfriend and i'm v happy about all the attention he's getting (even if he will prob will b subbed out 👎) this was fun to write bc i think he would b very soft as bf and also i hate the notion that stoic and serious = boring and detached in a relationship. also first post w the new user yayyyy rip yoichisagis an end of an era for realsies.

FOR: fox anon my beloved this one is for u😩

it takes a while for you two to get together, just because niko wants to think things through and be sure he’s making the right decision, as well as him being naturally apprehensive about this whole dating thing.

when you do eventually start going out, keep in mind you're probably his first real anything, so-

niko needs to take it slow for the first month or so because he needs time to adjust and get used to being in a relationship.

when he gets comfortable around you, niko starts to talk a lot more.

niko starts to talk about his interests more-soccer, stem stuff (idc i'll die by my hc that he's a stem boy), etc. and niko's really happy that you're genuinely interested in what he has to say :)

and as your relationship progresses, niko becomes more inclined to share his inner thoughts.

“this song is so bad, i hate it and how it's everywhere,” like, babe that sucks, but what do you want me to do, take it off the radio myself? 😭

you find out that niko’s kind of a hater LOL, but it’s okay, because it means he can be himself around you <3 and the mini debates you have with each other are fun.

he’s someone you can take shopping with you if you need a solid second opinion.

“ikki, is this cute?” you niko as you adjust the shirt you tried on in the fitting room mirror.

“no.” he’s so straight up LOL. “the blue one from earlier was better.”

“this one?”

“yeah, that one. you look really pretty in it.”

ngl though, niko’s not much of a mall person. he'd just follow you around like a little puppy LOL, but he doesn't mind too much because it's for you.

communication is important to niko!!!!! he wants someone that he can have real conversation about the things that matter to him, so he rly makes an effort to have that kind of connection with you.

niko's naturally funny but he isn't aware that he is lol.

but when he does try, i feel like his humor comes in the form of sarcasm and dry wit. likes poking fun at you here and there with a lighthearted jab.

"you're so weird, y/n," is the most common one.

niko’s naturally closed off emotionally (male aquarius 😒) but i, personally, think he’d really try and push himself to be more open with you, especially if you expressed for him to do so </3

he'd be really appreciative of someone patient and understanding of the fact that he doesn't open up easily, though.

but eventually, you become the person closest to him- niko confides in you a lot, which he’s grateful for because he usually holds everything in.

not one for pda or other lovey-dovey things in public, other than the occasional holding of hands but behind closed doors, niko’s so soft around you, it’s like he’s a completely different person.

also, i feel like niko’s real handsy with you, i get the vibe he’s super touch starved 😭

although it does take him a while to get used to physical affection, once he has, niko cannot get enough. he’s always touching you when he has no real reason to.

(and because you're his first relationship, i feel like it’s just natural that niko’s going to be kind of clingy towards you.)

“you okay, ikki?” you ask as niko suddenly wraps his arms around your waist from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“mhm,” he mumbles. “just wanna be close to you.”

niko likes when you sit on his lap when he’s on his computer. you can have your arms wrapped around his neck, your head resting in the crook of his neck, or you could just be on your phone or whatever, it doesn’t matter, niko just likes you near him.

you guys don’t really talk to each other when you do this, aside from niko occasionally checking up on you and asking if you need anything from him.

but other than that, you guys just enjoy each other's touch in silence. it’s one of his favorite things to do with you.

however, if you start kissing him in the middle of whatever he’s doing and keep it up for long enough, niko will drop everything to make out with you right then and there (also one of his favorite things to do with you).

speaking of kissing- you kiss niko first.

niko would try to plan your guys first kiss out because he wants everything to be perfect.

but, he ends up taking forever to execute it because he keeps overthinking and you can only wait so long before kissing him, so you take matters into your own hands.

his kisses are sloppy and juvenile at the beginning, but he’s smart and learns quickly what you do and don’t like.

likes being kissed on his jaw and forehead the most :')

if the team ever happens to see niko kissing you, they're gonna be so annoying 😭

"yooo niko's making big moves ‼️" "my son's growing up on me!😩" "good job *pats on the back*" and niko is red all over as he drags you away from them, muttering about how childish and annoying they are 😭.

but, they're all very supportive of you guys, even if they're embarrassing as hell 🙄.

they even give niko relationship advice- which luckily, he doesn’t follow (most of the time), because, let’s be honest, if you're getting unsolicited dating tips from a bunch of teenage boys, it’s probably bad 😭.

you’re the only person niko shows his forehead to. just know that having the opportunity to see it means that niko trusts you more than anyone else :’)

repay his trust by kissing his forehead lovingly and showering him with compliments whenever you can !!!!!!!!!!

“y/n, why’re you so embarrassing,” niko says under his breath, blushing as you hold his face and litter soft kisses on his forehead, rambling about how cute he is.

always looks for you in the bleachers when he has a game and you’re always the first person he talks to after.

and the fact that you make an effort to come as often as you can means sooo much to him. definitely considers you to be his biggest fan.

real classy with nicknames- uses “my love/love,” and “darling,” the most.

his favorite petname from you is "pretty boy." gives him butterflies each time he hears it.

the first time you call him that, he's confused, but after you explain that being called pretty is basically the highest compliment a boy can receive, he gets all soft on you.

only uses instagram to like and comment on your pictures and that's it 😭.

comments stuff like “you're so pretty” and "beautiful," without any emojis because niko refuses to use them LOL.

remembers the compliments you give him! they help with his self esteem and i feel like he values your opinion a lot.

so, tell him all about how cute and smart and talented and hot and funny he is and how much you love him and he'll replay it in his head 24/7.

i think he prefers to be the big spoon, unless he's sad- then he really wants you to hold him.

niko gives me homebody vibes, so expect relaxed dates, but still nice, yk?

what i mean is niko's not gonna take you out to get gas station food and call it a day 😭 he's classier than that and he always puts in effort towards dates.

he always plans them ahead of time and takes into consideration what he thinks you'd enjoy. and he insists on paying 🤗.

but, niko always does something special for days like your birthday or an anniversary, like go somewhere fancy if you wanted to or buy a nice gift you've been eyeing for a while.

helps you with your schoolwork, 100%. most of the time niko tutors you because he wants you to actually learn the material, but if you're feeling lazy and just wanna get it over with, niko will just give you the answers.

this is a big deal because i love him and all but, niko gives me the vibe he's super stingy with his work 😭.

"this is the last time i'm going to just give you the answers, y/n." niko sighs out. "you have to start doing your homework by yourself."

niko's said that dozen of times but he's still giving you the answers free of charge. can you guys say #whipped 🤣?

LOL speaking of school, if you ever text him during class, i highly doubt that niko would entertain you 😭😭 (it's out of love, though)

y/n 💗: hiii baby imy 🥰

pretty boy: do your work, y/n.

y/n 💗: ALL I DID WAS SAY HI

pretty boy: pay attention.

y/n 💗: fine ur so lame 👎

pretty boy: whatever you say. i miss you too, by the way.

he likes to moves your hair out your face because he wants to see your pretty face better.

which is why you have to do the same with him 🥰!!!!!! makes him blush like crazy.

gets soooo soft when you post him or even take pictures of you and him together :') just the thought of you wanting to show him off makes him soooo happy.

he won't entertain you if you make a tiktok, though LOL. he's very stubborn in his belief that it's stupid.

just stands in the background with his arms crossed if you try to make him do a dance or something 😭 (he does think you look cute, though).

niko has such nice eyelashes but i doubt he's aware of it 'cause he's, y'know, a boy 🙄.

"my eyelashes are ... cute?" he questions. niko wasn't even aware that such a trivial thing like his eyelashes could be considered cute.

"yes, oh my god," you gush. "they're so long and nice, i wish mine were like that," you groan, examining yours through the camera of your phone.

"you're so weird, y/n," he says, a blush staining his cheeks. "your eyelashes are nicer," he mumbles as he kisses your forehead.

he's one of those people that prefers to be alone, but you're the exception. you know?

niko likes to keep to himself most of the time, but that whole thing doesn't apply to you, because he'd choose to be with you over being alone anytime :')

[boneheadduluc]

I'm in need of some Andrea smut every time I read something about him there is no sex because this was in the 30's and it would be inappropriate to do it before marriage. So...let's get inappropriate (?

no mommy kink please, i can't cope with that

Actually this was going to happen v/ soon in my fic of Andrea BUT I'll write a quick drabble/one shot for you bc same! we need that in our lives :) I'll be doing gender neutral reader for dis ;) Warnings!! 18+ , loss of virginity, perhaps slight edging? oral on reader (female presenting) and NO mommy kink per request :)

Rules were rules. Marry a nice man, then lose your virginity. You had been following those rules. Even now, you lived alone in a small cottage on a hill. And you still haven't lost it. You never felt inclined too really...and you were fine with that. It's just everyone in the village usually was a kid or a senior. No one was around your age, so you preferred a secluded kind of life. 

 Even if that meant following rules you didn't want to follow. You hated that you didn't have a choice. You hated how your parent's voice replayed in your head over and over. Telling you “wait! get married first!” You were sick of it, you were desperate sure, not desperate enough to lose it to whoever you met, but then...

 a new boy showed up, you learned his story since you were a bit close with Janet and Ursula, the old sisters who were housing the young man. So you met him, and god... he was just your type.

Plus they invited you over so he could play for you? meaning the violin. At first, you felt a little out of place... until he started playing. Needless to say, he was more than talented than you expected. You’d never heard anything like it, afterward, he wanted to talk to you surprisingly. 

“What is you name?” he tried his best to speak, you were told his English wasn't the best so you found it more endearing than anything and applauded his effort since he’d only been here for a few weeks. So you looked to him, sitting beside you with wide eyes and rosy cheeks. His hair was a bit shaggy as he shook the hair out of his eyes.

“Oh, my name is (y/n).” You gave a warm smile, shifting in your seat to face him more. “And you are Andrea, yes?” and he nodded before he repeated your name warmly, and honestly you loved the way it sounded in his mouth.

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Weeks passed, you visiting, Andrea playing for you, afterward, you would talk to Andrea, his English noticeably getting better. And sometimes he would even be a bit of a flirt. So one day you just asked the sisters if they would allow you to take him into town. You did your best to sound as friendly as possible and it seemingly worked.

You showed him a few of your favorite places, took him dancing to the pub. Though he wasn't a very good dancer, you had to kind of show him. Guiding his hands to land on your hips and pull you close, telling him to watch your feet as he got red because honestly he couldn't help but stare at your face. 

Then finally he asked to see your home. And you couldn't help be nervous, he had been making eyes at you all day, smirking like a cat with cunning eyes. Like he had so much more in that head of his, thoughts that he wasn't sharing. Plus he was already holding hands with you, keeping you close to him as he kept calling you ‘Liebling.’ And of course you didn't refuse him, not at all. So by the time, you were halfway up the path on the mountain and he slowly stopped walking, staring at you with a sweet smile. 

“Something the matter Andrea?” you questioned- confused as to why he had stopped. He moved slowly, stepping closer to you, leaning in, quickly pressing a kiss to your cheek. Then backing away, checking your eyes for permission. You nodded and Andrea knitted his brows together, exhaling through his nose as he slowly moved to press a kiss to your other cheek. Gently. Wonderfully. Then your forehead. The tip of your nose, then finally his mouth hovered over your own. Breath shaking with feverish anticipation.

You ached to lean in and finish what he started, but you wanted to see if Andrea would do it himself, and after about 5 nervous seconds you felt him roughly slot his lips against your own.

You were lost, blindly lost to pleasure and yearning. You barely realized the way you pulled him up the hill, mouths slotted together as you rushed backward, your back soon up against your door, your hands at his waistband, he moaned against your mouth.

And soon enough you were turned around and inside and he was walking backward as you led him to your bed. Pushing against his chest as he sat and you climbed his lap. Kissing him so harshly you felt your teeth clink against his own, embarrassed you pulled back, your hand coming to your lips. 

“I apologize, Andrea-” You were breathless, with shy eyes and flushed cheeks. 

He looked the same, though less embarrassed. More lustful than anything. 

“No, no-” He started softly. “You are wonderful.” He spoke slowly, catching your eyes as he brushed your hair out of your face with his thumbs. Putting a strand of hair behind your ear lovingly. 

“But...I need-” He started up again, and he groaned out, almost a whimper really, like he was in pain and that's when you felt something poke against your inner thigh, and then you understood. You ground forward and watched as his mouth fell open. Andreas eyebrows furrowing, his face growing red, a moan caught in his throat.

“Oh, you wonderful creature.” You mused. Almost amazed at the power you held over him. So you did it again and again until he was begging for you to let him cum. 

“Please...Please (y/n)-” He buried his face into your neck, his large hands on your waist, fingers digging in deeply, his shoulders going tense at your dry humping. 

A part of you was nervous honestly. You didn't know if Andrea was also a virgin, but judging by his closeness already ...you were gonna bet on the fact he was, but then again you didn't know what you were doing anyway. 

So instead, you simply stopped. And he stopped breathing. He was frozen actually, and you wondered why, a part of you wanted to laugh, he was curled up into you, unmoving, holding you. 

“Andrea?” you questioned and finally he moved, looking up at you, 

“I do something wrong?” he slowly drawled out, voice tiny and nervous and you shook your head. “No, of course not I just...have you ever done this before?” It was your turn to be tiny and nervous now, especially self-conscious. 

He gulped, Andrea understood. And he slowly shook his head ‘no’

“I'm sorry,” he whispered and it almost broke your heart. 

“Oh my love, no! You have nothing to be sorry for. I have never...done this... either. So it's okay Andrea. And...and honestly, we don't have to do anything if you don't want to.” You cupped his face, giving him a warm smile and he returned one. Slowly pressing a kiss to your lips. 

“I want you.” He whispered after breaking the kiss barely. 

And that was all you needed to push him back on the bed so he was laying down. You climbed atop him, undoing his pants slowly. He raised himself on his elbows, watching you, breathing heavy, eyes flickering back and forth between you and your hands. 

And suddenly he took your hand, putting it away from him. Softly and gently and lovingly.  “first you. Let me...help.” He muttered, looking to you for permission and so you switched roles and he was helping you undress from your light dress. 

And you were naked and self-conscious and nervous in front of him. 

But he was smiling, eyes running over your perfect form. You were perfect to him, everything about you, even the things you considered a flaw, he would reach out, brushing his fingertips lightly over them. He muttered how you were beautiful before reaching with both hands to your thighs. Parting them slowly, gently as all his movements were. 

He slowly moved off the bed, to his knees as he pulled you to the edge of the bed, your legs over his shoulder, his eyes on yours, looking up to you the entire time. Your hands gripped the blankets harshly and nervously. But you nodded at him and he leaned forward, delving his tongue over your entrance. And you moaned, the feeling making you throw your head back. 

And he did it again, though opening his mouth even wider, taking you into his mouth, his tongue lapping up your wetness. Moving up to run over your clit. And you shivered, sensitive all over. 

He realized that was the spot, so he did it once more and got the same reaction, actually an even bigger one. Your back was beginning to arch. Toes curling. 

And he kept eating you out- tongue sometimes delving into you, into your warmth and he would moan against your wetness and heat. Eyelashes fluttering and closing as you would spread your legs further, pushing your cunt against his mouth- thighs shaking and quivering as you felt a knot of heat in your lower stomach slowly coming closer and growing bigger. And finally you were gripping his hair, pulling as he whimpered against you. 

“Oh Andrea- Andrea Im so- Im going to-” You could barely get a full comprehensible sentence out before your thighs were convulsing around his head and your back arching and a loud moan was drawn out from deep within you moaning- screaming his name as a intense orgasm slapped you right across the face, and god- you were exhausted in all honesty. You even fell back on the bed, his tongue still on you though as if he couldn't get enough, nose sometimes even nudging up against your clit as he hungrily and greedily tasted everything in you. 

And as much as it was amazing soon you were becoming over sensitive and with each lick and moan of his against your pussy you were being shocked, body twitching and you pulled back, breathless, a mess for a lack of a better term. 

And you began to chuckle as well as he rose up now, smirking at you, his lips and chin, all slick with your wetness and his own spit. And you grinned right back at him, and pulled him down to meet your mouth as you kissed him, without a care in the world. It was almost satisfying to taste yourself on Andreas tongue. 

But finally you broke the kiss, cupping his face as you knew what came next. “Your turn my love.” You muttered. Sitting up now as you went for his belt, undoing it slowly, hoping he wouldn't stop you again. Though it was worth it last time. But he allowed you to- Andrea even began unbuttoning his shirt. Throwing it to the floor along with your dress, as you followed up with taking off his belt and pulling the pants away- his cock finally free and hard. Fully upright, beads of pre-cum forming at his reddened tip. He was so desperate, it was clear in his expression. Mouth slightly agape as he watched you. 

You thought for a moment, wondering on what you should do now. On what position and honestly how all of this was gonna go. A part of you was scared as you shuffled back on the bed, and patted the space beside you, signaling him to come be by you, but first he began shuffling out of his shoes, then along with his pants until he was fully naked. The look on his face signaling he didn't want you to feel self conscious with him being half clothed, so he decided he too would be fully undressed for this.  He moved beside you now, huffing out a short breath, nervous. It was clear so you pulled him close, kissing his jawline softly.  “Lets go slow, yes?” You mumbled to him softly. He looked up at you, shoulders tense as he nodded. “Yes mien Liebling.” he whispered back, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he furrowed his brows again for you were laying back now, resting your head on the pillow as you slightly spread your legs for him to fit in between. So he moved to lean over you, head of his cock teasing against your lower belly softly, it made him whimper as you couldn't help but giggle as you looked up to him, he looked beautiful this way.  “Should I- uhm..” he stuttered, cheeks burning red as he lowered himself slightly, trying to align himself with your entrance.  “Yes Andrea- go ahead.” You bit at your lower lip, eyes gazing as he closed his eyes, throbbing tip budding at your opening, he pushed his hips forward, his tip sliding in before it slipped upwards, you really were that tight- though you felt bad, for if you were more relaxed it would've gone in easier. “I apologize-” you mutter, exhaling shakily but he shakes his head.  “No- not your fault.” Andrea shares a calming smile, his eyes shining as he looks deeply into your eyes.  “I try again.” he reassured and positioned his cock to your entrance once more, this time sliding it in your slickness and heat easily. You held your breath, feeling him stretch you wide, Andrea on the other hand groaned out, whimpered as his head fell into the crook of your neck. You couldn't imagine how sensitive he must be at the moment.  He kept sliding in until he couldn't anymore, and he filled you to the brim, you felt so full and couldn't help but moan softly, your hands going to the back of his nape, playing with his hair, twirling it around your fingers, admiring the feeling of his warm body atop of yours, holding you. he stayed still, immediately understanding you would need some time to adjust. So you two stayed still, breathing and trying to figure this all out, he lifted his head, and you just stared at him until the two of you broke into small laughter. Warm chuckles filling the air around you, and you caught his lips softly, he laughed into your mouth even- so shy and nervous, Andrea couldn't help it. But after a minute of kissing and nervously giggling you finally felt ready. You broke the warm kiss. And caught his eyes. “Andrea I think I'm ready...move...please?” You muttered shyly- you didn't want to sound demanding but were soon relived when he just smiled at you. Giving you a look as to say “of course.”  And he pulled out halfway, inhaling deeply as he then slid back in setting up a pace, not to fast not to slow, just right honestly. And that's when you felt the pleasure slowly beginning to take over the slight discomfort. When he soon began pumping into you like a animal in heat. You moaned his name over and over, arching your back as you watched his face turn desperate. He would mutter in polish and German. whispering into your ear and you couldn't help but scratch at his back. He changed his angle slightly, cock hitting your g-spot. 

“Oh! Oh Andrea you- oh fuck.” You cursed, closing your eyes. “Yes harder please.” you moaned out, feverishly. Everything felt so hot, you were even sweating across your forehead slightly.  And he did as you commanded, pushing harder, fucking into you, moaning brokenly each time he pushed in. The squeeze of your pussy around him making him lightheaded even. He dropped his head to your chest eventually. Tongue finding its way to your nipple. Opening wide and sucking on your breast. And you felt so sensitive, everything overwhelming you but in the best way possible. 

“Oh yes, yes-” you chanted, breathless and suddenly wrapped your thighs around him, flipping the two of you over so you were on top, he gasped- eyes wide as he looked to you, his face becoming flushed once more- the sight of him was enough to push you to the edge as you began to bounce on his cock, suddenly reaching you climax, steadying yourself by putting your hands to Andreas chest- your back arching as you clenched around his cock, falling forward now- pushing your lips together. 

He kept thrusting into you though- desperate to cum inside, “Please- please.” He begged for release, closing his eyes as you groaned softly, your insides sensitive as you sat back up, and it only took 2 bounces on his cock for Andrea to be moaning out your name- as he gripped your thighs and soon you felt his warm seed fill you up, he whimpered and fucked into you harshly now- sitting up and pulling you close, fitting his mouth over your tit to muffle the shameful sounds spilling out of him. 

As he fucked through his climax he soon began to slow down, exhausted as you moaned- feeling him suck your nipples softly now, closing his eyes as his breathing calmed. 

You ran your fingers through his hair softly. Kissing the top of his head- satisfied now and he now popped off your tit, lips a bright color that matched his cheeks. He smiled at you and you grinned back, pressing a kiss to his nose. You raised yourself off of him, and you felt his warm seed inside of you, you adored the feeling as you rolled off and laid down- he lowered himself to be by you. 

“You were amazing Andrea- absolutely wonderful.” You sighed softly as his hand reached your stomach, drawing invisible lines with his fingers over the soft skin. Andrea shyly smiled now. “Danke.” he whispered in German, you knew what it meant and chuckled softly. 

“Im sleepy.” you whispered, and it was true- your eyes were heavy and Andrea nodded. “Sleep.” he kissed your cheek warmly. And so you did, you fell asleep to him cuddled beside you, humming a tune that was familiar to you. 

[honklore]

would you please consider doing maybe a soulmate au where anything you write appears on your soulmate with karl? i just love the idea of maybe doing little doodles all over your skin and it appearing on his and he likes talking about it on stream which is maybe what brought you two together? one of your friends who watches mcyt saw a clip of him talking about a specific flower they remember you drawing and this lead you to maybe writing out a small message for karl during a stream that made him super giddy? sorry if this was very confusing and i totally get it if you don’t wanna write it, thank you for your time! :)

sincerely yours | karl jacobs

(gn reader, soulmate au, chat is supportive, karl’s lil doodles like he shows on his priv but he draws them on his skin instead)

listen to: make you feel my love (cover) by jj heller

karl jacobs my beloved !!!!!

the sweetest romantic when it comes to the soulmate bond

counted down the days until his eighteenth bday when he could finally communicate with you

okay i’m going to switch your request to where karl is the one constantly doodling if that’s okay !!!!

with all my heart i believe karl would doodle every single day!!! never misses a day to the point where jimmy is like. bringing cleansing wipes to mr beast filming like,,,, dude i’m sorry but you can’t have squiggly marks up your neck while we’re filming we are ~professionals~

a total romantic,,,, like. downloads reddit and reads thru r/soulmatestories before he goes to bed,,, scrolls soulmatesuggestions blogs on tumblr

he’s just so in want of that close bond that he does everything he can to get into contact with you

tries to join late bloomer groups before they tell him that 22 years old isn’t late and he’s still extremely young

he’s just v impatient okay !!!!!

once he begins streaming regularly instead of a tattoo check chat asks to see whatever doodle he drew or received that day !!!!

worries a lot bc he hears a lot of rejection stories and he’s scared of being rejected

so sometimes when he’s rlly anxious or insecure he’ll scrub all of the writing off in the shower and wear long sleeves to avoid looking for your scrawl

YOU ARE ONE BUSY BEE

between school/job/life/family/friends and whatever else you do or don’t have going on, you often forget to draw notes for your soulmate

you’ve gathered a LOT of things about him tho

he writes his name w a lil smiley almost every week

(hey it’s me karl :))

writes u a Goodnight Drawing before bed

except for him goodnight is just right before whenever he goes to sleep and for you it’s like. 10pm.

so you’ll wake up to pee at 5am and find a drawing of a worm on your leg (goodnight!!)

writes lil notes about his tales ideas except you have no idea what they mean rip

(inbetween segment longer? talk to ranboo)

doodles his favorite cartoon characters (ayo!!!)

has colored markers for when he’s feeling especially creative

let’s say you have a retail job

and you can’t have drawings anywhere noticeable per company policy

so you spend most mornings scrubbing off any evidence of karl

which like,,,, makes karl extremely sad but he’s a streamer AND his friends are streamers so he forgets some people have like. jobs that require dress codes

even when jimmy makes him scrub off his drawings, it’s only if they’re extra distracting

one day you finally get tired of waking up thirty minutes early every morning (can u pls draw somewhere that’s not noticeable in a uniform? thanks.)

karl draws a lil kermit the frog on his tummy and it shows up on yours. the marks are all jagged bc he kept laughing whenever the pen tickled him

but it’s so endearing that he followed ur instructions

he keeps the drawings to stomach, thighs, and sometimes his feet which he thinks is literally the funniest thing ever to your dismay (nice to feet you !!!! haha !!!!)

you don’t have time to watch streams unfortunately, but your best friend does :))

your bsf is on quacktwt so she knows who karl is

in one of quackity’s jackbox streams they make fun of karl’s drawing skills

and your friend is like ಠ_ಠ that is the same worm that is always on my bestie’s shoulder

and you’ve never told anyone that you know your soulmate’s name

so your friend only has a stupid (endearing) worm drawing for reference

she screenshots it and sends it to you like, lol quackity’s friend karl draws worms that look just like ur soulmate’s drawings

and ur like,,,,,, karl? his name is karl?

and bless ur heart that’s how u find out ur soulmate is a minecraft twitch streamer (derogatory)

you do your best to watch his streams and try to figure him out ,,,, like who he is as a person

and he’s just the biggest sweetie pie :((

you drew a rose for him during your lunch break one day and that night he showed his chat and got so excited

“chat i think they’re romancing me 0.0”

you get so thrilled that you draw him another doodle, this one of a lil heart

and he literally squeals and shoves his wrist against the lens so quickly that it blurs and makes you audibly laugh

you continue to draw him stuff throughout the next few streams

until finally he’s doing a chill alt stream, watching some yt vids

you know when karl is wrapped up in his fuzzy blanket and yawning while he tries to focus on the video :(((((((( yeah ://///

and you get so overwhelmed with fondness that you uncap your marker

(i like you karl)

and he doesn’t see it until he takes his arm out of the blanket to grab his can of monster

chat sees it first so they’re spamming

and when he reads it he gets SO red and he literally has to call the stream bc he’s too flustered to think of anything else

like he’s finally getting somewhere with you and he’s so so excited

when the stream ends he writes on his arm this entire anxious essay basically asking if you guys can find somewhere to meet or if he can at least have your number

and you can fill in the rest, but ofc the two of you become quite literally the dynamic duo.

absolutely adorable

your bestie makes you promise you’ll help her meet quackity since she basically made the discovery but that’s another story for another time

thank you for requesting !!!

[chonkymoth]

shouto todoroki headcanons part 1/?

personally, i view him as asexual

i still ship him w midoriya tho

also, considering he's heavily autistic-coded in canon — that too

he gets a decently large monthly allowance from endeavor bc his dad is a top hero,,, rich kid

but he hates using money from his dad on himself bc fuck u endeavor

so he spends the majority on others unless he can help it

and he doesn't really understand the concept of gift giving, but he knows others enjoy getting gifts so that's why he does it

like iida off-handedly mentioned a brand of stationary he liked and shoto bought him $60 worth of stuff from their website just bc

he gifted midoriya a limited edition all-might poster that typically sells for hundreds of dollars

and when midoriya asks him through tears how he got one because they're so expensive he's just like, *shrugs*

he saw a frog hat when they went on a mall trip and bought it for asui bc,, frog (she v much loved it tho)

honestly i just think him and asui would be good friends

in general i just feel like he'd get along w the girls of the class better than the guys

and since he's super level headed and logic-focused, they come to him if they're having any sort of emotional breakdown and he talks them through it

he does that w midoriya too — your honor,, he is baby

one year at christmas he was dared by kaminari to dye the white side of his hair green and he was extremely confused as to why he should, but everyone was super hype so he did it anyways

ever since the Chives Incident, if he sees bakugou making stuff in the kitchen he'll ask if he can join in

he moreso watches than actually cooks anything

but bakugou tolerates him bc he doesn't get in his way and he knows he just wants to learn, so occasionally he'll walk him through a task

he's wicked good at video games despite not trying and no one understands how he always manages to win, even if it's a game he's never played

he uses humor to help w his trauma,,,,a lot. he already kind of does it in canon, but yeah. more of that

once for their hero studies class they were given an assignment that was about analysing a hero, current or former, and what about them is "noteworthy"

and shouto wrote a long ass essay on why endeavor is shit bc the instructions didn't technically say he couldn't

"they're all noteworthy things about him though" *aizawa, getting a headache* "look it,, kid..."

he didn't fail him tho oop