#and i’m so glad you like my writing thank you so much🥹🫶🏻

[hendolish]

stonesford ficlet where John takes care of Jordan after bad results with Everton???

btw I love your writing so much 😭❤️

john stones/jordan pickford | comfort ♡

“C’mon, it wasn’t that bad.”

Jordan pauses arranging the pillows on the couch then to stare at him.

“It was four-nil, John. Four-nil. What’s worse than that?”

“Five-nil?”

John quips with a grin on his face that suggests he didn’t want to make the joke but had felt compelled to. Admittedly, it does make Jordan’s lips twitch as he chucks one of the cushions at him.

“It was shit. We were a mess,” He rakes his hands through his hair as he finally takes a seat. It’s still slightly damp from where he’d just gotten out of the shower, “I was a mess. Didn’t feel in control at all and I hated it.”

John watches him with a frown, lips pressed together. He hates seeing Jordan like this. Especially when anger and frustration usually seems to fuel him rather than pull him down.

The plan was to watch the Arsenal game together, John wants to be up to date with everything for when he’s fit again, but with Jordan’s brows pulling into an ever deeper frown every time one of the keepers makes a save, John is quick to flip the channel over. He can go over the game later himself.

As expected, Jordan’s wallowing so deep in his own thoughts that it takes him a couple of seconds to even turn to John and ask what he’s doing.

“C’mon, let’s put on a film and I’ll make you a cuppa.”

Jordan’s frown neutralises mildly at the suggestion, but remains because it’s pretty obvious that John’s attempting to cheer him up. Either way, he agrees with a weak nod as he rubs at his eyes. Red and tired from where he hadn’t slept a wink last night thinking about what he should have done. Which way he should’ve dived.

John’s determined to fill his mind with anything but.

“You choose,” He says over his shoulder as he extracts what has become Jordan’s mug out of the cupboard. Evertonian blue, of course.

“I’ll even watch one of those terrible action films with you,” Jordan picks up the remote, his left eyebrow quirked upwards, “You know. The ones with the cars and the semi-naked girls.”

That seems to do the trick, Jordan soon rising to the defence of his favourite film series, which may or may not have been John’s plan all along as he distributes the teabags.

Jordan still looks a little put out once he returns to the couch with two mugs in hand, balancing them carefully until they’re safely on the coffee table, so John plants a kiss to the top of his head as he passes by. Once he’s sat down again, he grins at the grimace on Jordan’s face because he knows he loves it really. Just far too stubborn to show it.

“You picked one?” John asks as he arranges himself on the couch; aesthetics and long limbs really don’t match.

Jordan doesn’t reply, instead gesturing to the TV with the remote still in hand where a title screen is blinking back at him. John still thinks he looks distracted though, and so adds, “We’ll smash ‘em for you. You’ll see.”

The other hums in agreement, but the noise soon turns into Jordan’s sniggering. John can’t help but grin back at him, “What?”

“Pretty sure you don’t play them ‘til, like, December or summit.”

John’s still smiling at Jordan because his face looks far less grim glancing over at him; he doesn’t even realise the other’s hit ‘play’ until a car screeches to a halt through the TV’s speakers.

“I know,” He says, just to keep Jordan looking at him, grinning, “But does it make you feel better?”

John holds his breath as he watches Jordan move closer to him on the couch until he’s lowering his head down into his lap, eyes still traced on the TV. He daren’t move in case the other man changes his mind, but slowly lowers a hand to land in his hair once Jordan seems set on staying where he is.

“It does.”

Jordan murmurs as he buries his face into John’s thigh and pushes into the hand playing with his hair. Soft for once and not slicked with product. John grins to himself.

“Good.”

♡

[cheolaholic]

ring of love; csc (01)

summary; agreeing to join vernon spectate an underground boxing match wasn't how you'd expect to spend your friday night. you also didn't expect to see seungcheol, someone you've lost contact with for years, become a part of the ring.

modern! au • boxer! au • hhu focused • multiple kinds of tropes • fluff, angst, smut

a/n; AND THE FIC IS OUT 💃🏻✨

ngl, i posted up the teaser at around 1am just to see how it'd go (was planning on deleting it right afterwards if nothing showed up). i woke up like 6 or 7 hours later and holy shit yall - i wasn't expecting it to get so much attention or blow up 😭 and it was just a TEASER 😭✋🏻 i've also gone through the small notes section of the taglist form (my favorite is the one that said they like my brain lol) either ways, i'm so glad you're all as excited as i am for this fic 🥹🫶🏻 it really means a lot to me <33

i'd also like to point out that i'm writing this fic as i go, kind of going with the flow, so, occasionally some things might not make sense but let's hope the flow goes well 🙏🏻

taglist at the end !

click here to join the taglist ♡

“hey there, babygirl,” vernon greeted as he took a seat in front of you at the library desk.

the nickname had you looking up from your laptop, shooting the boy a grimacing look.

“vernon, what the fuck?”

vernon chwe, an art major you had met on the first day of college during orientation, since both of you were in the same freshman group during said orientation.

you were entirely new to seoul, having spent most of your life in a small town in daegu (alongside your introverted nature, talking to new people while having to adjust to your new surroundings was basically an introvert’s nightmare).

when vernon approached you during one of the 30 minute breaks, he handed you a bottle of coke, a friendly gesture you appreciated a lot. that wasn’t what caught your eye though - it was his clothes. it’s not every day you’d see a college student wearing a bright neon tie-dyed shirt.

when vernon noticed your staring, he simply said “ah, yeah, the rest of my clothes are in the dryer. i’m vernon, by the way! vernon chwe!”

“...i’m ___,” came your response, “lee ___.”

from then on, you’ve both been stuck to each other like glue. always seen together to the point you both had been mistaken as a couple one too many times.

guess the saying of 'you're not real besties unless people think you're a couple' is true to an extent.

though you both have made it clear that the relationship between the two of you is strictly platonic.

the boy laughs at your reaction before shutting up as a few students shoot him a dirty look, a few others shushing him. “it’s fun messing with you, ___,” he said in a soft voice, not wanting to get on the nerves of the other students, “watcha working on?”

“just the usual presentation preparations,” you answered as you pushed back up your glasses and continued typing away.

“is this a group or solo project?”

“solo, which thank god. if this was a group and i had another bad luck on my groupmates, i was going to lose it.”

vernon cringes at the mention of groupmates. in your previous group assignment, you were stuck with not one, not two; but three parasites. he remembered how sleep deprived and stressed you were throughout the semester for said group project. he’d gotten you to submit an email to the lecturer in charge, writing out in extreme detail how you had to bear the responsibilities of the group members while they were out and about, partying, going out on dates etc.

however, you decided to go even further than just submitting an email.

it was the day of the presentation. as your lecturer sat in the front row seat alongside two other faculty members, you looked at your parasitic freeloading groupmates that were standing to your left.

“are you guys ready?” you asked in a quiet voice.

when they nodded their heads, you smiled as you pressed the clicker in your hand. anyone would have assumed your smile was that of an encouraging smile. you however, knew better.

as the first slide was projected onto the projection screen, the topic of the presentation was written in a big font while all four names of yours and your groupmates were written underneath it.

as you pressed on the clicker, one by one, the names of your groupmates began to be removed from the slide. the classroom was confused before catching on - you were calling out your group mates for being parasites.

your groupmates watched in a panic state as the students began whispering amongst themselves; the faculty members jotting things down on their clipboards.

once all the three names were removed with your name being the only one left on the slide, in a calm and collected voice, you said, “now, shall we begin the presentation?”

vernon remembered the proud expression you had when he met up with you the same day. “how’d it feel?” he asked, having helped you with your research and planned out the execution for the revelation of the free loaders.

“amazing!” came your reply with a beaming smile, satisfied.

“whatever happened to those three anyways?”

shrugging, you heard from some classmates that they had either gotten suspended or needed to retake the class. but, you didn’t care.

why would you?

if anything, you were glad you didn't have to deal with them for the rest of your studying years.

"hmm, fair enough," vernon responded before placing both arms on the table, leaning forward, "so, got any friday night plans?"

"if you're planning to drag me to a frat party-"

"not a frat party."

looking up from your laptop with an eyebrow raised, the boy just shoots you a smile - a smile that you can't help but feel suspicious of.

as you saved your work progress and shut down your laptop, vernon spoke again.

"have you heard of underground boxing?"

"i am not going to get in a boxing ring."

"you don't have to!"

once you've packed up your stuff and headed out of the library together, he explained more about the underground boxing.

it's a monthly event and is usually held somewhere in itaewon. when you mentioned that you didn't think vernon was the type to take part in these events, he replied with, "that's because i don't. a close friend of mine does and i usually go to support him with two other close friends!"

"and where do i play a part in this… support group?"

"don't hate me for this, okay? i just think that you could use some outdoor time, ya'know? i know you're introverted and want to hole up in your apartment the entire weekend, but it wouldn't hurt to try something new!"

you were silent for a moment.

"so, i'm a bore, is what you're getting at."

"what!? no! absolutely, not!"

when you let out a laugh at vernon's reaction, it had a few students around both of you stunned.

maybe it's due to your introverted nature that everyone assumed you'd be cold-natured too, black cat energy they call it.

but to vernon, he knew it wasn't the case. you just needed to be around the right people or in a setting you're familiar/comfortable with to be yourself.

'naturally introverted, selectively extroverted' as they called it.

"i'll go if you pick me up."

"does seven sound good to you?"

"yeap."

"aight, bet."

introverted ass: ik i should've asked this earlier

introverted ass: but is there like a dress code or smtg?

introverted ass: bcs i don't wanna show up looking extremely out of place

vrrnonie: casual should be okay

vrrnonie: maybe bring a jacket along

introverted ass: but it's a boxing match

introverted ass: wouldn't it be hot and stuffy from all that sweat

introverted ass: ?

vrrnonie: it's actually air conditioned, believe it or not

vrrnonie: and it's well ventilated too

vrrnonie: and there's not much people, dont worry

vrrnonie: the place can hold up to 100+ ppl

vrrnonie: but they usually only let in abt 70-ish?

vrrnonie: not wanting to be too stuffy, crowd control etc

introverted ass: so i'm assuming i can just wear my sweater and tights?

vrrnonie: yeapp

vrrnonie: reaching in 10 btw

introverted ass: wtf

vrrnonie: you can do your makeup in the car when we reach

vrrnonie: it doesn't start til 10pm so we can grab some dinner

introverted ass: again, wtf

vrrnonie: love ya bestie 😘

introverted ass: 🙄✋🏻

true to his word, vernon did show up ten minutes later at your apartment front door.

parking his mercedes-benz in one of the few empty spots, he then brought you to a diner he deemed to have the best burger in all of itaewon (of course that was after he let you finish doing your makeup, as he had promised you).

"so… how long have your friends been doing this whole underground boxing thing?" you asked, stabbing a few fries on a fork before shoving them into your mouth.

"oh, just one of them actually," vernon replied with his mouth half full of his beef burger. "wonwoo hyung acts as the manager while mingyu hyung and i are there as first aiders. occasionally, we'd help him train too. but, mingyu is the one he trains with since he works out more than i do."

"does this boxer friend of yours have a name?"

"i can't really say his actual name out here. but, his stage name is scoups!"

why does that stage name sound so familiar… you ponder.

it's now 1230am and you've been out way longer than you should be (technically, more like longer than you wanted).

by right, shou should now be on your bed, cuddled up in your blanket as you binge whatever series or movies are available on the many streaming platforms offered.

yet, here you are - in an underground boxing ring somewhere in itaewon all because your best friend had decided you should spend more time outside.

the match was nearing its final round and based on what you've heard from the people sitting beside you (vernon had left to go to the locker rooms where his friends were; but had assured you everyone is respectable and won't try anything weird. it didn't reassure you completely to be left alone in the crowd, but any kind of reassurance is acceptable at this point), it seems that the two final boxers would be JK and scoups.

(you had also taken a lot of toilet breaks due to the overwhelming feeling of being in a crowd for an extended period of time)

you still ask yourself why the name 'scoups' sound so familiar…

it was only when the loud cheers snapped you out of your thoughts, causing you to shift your focus onto the ring that you finally realise why that name sounded so familiar.

because right in that boxing ring, stood an old face you've been longing to see for years.

choi seungcheol.

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[only-luce-the-goose]

Hiii pookie 🫶🥹

it's me again the same anon from Arthur's long fic 😂 i thought it would be nice to thank you again for fulfilling the request, they were all absolutely beautiful and I enjoyed them a lot✨,now proclaimed you one of my favorite Arthur writers ✨🥹🫶

i used to want an Arthur in my life now I NEED him 😭

Also today my mood was so bad but reading the fic distracted me a little from everyday things, thank you once again i send you a hug and kisses 🫶😚🫂💗💗

I hope you have the best days, always and forever !!!🙂‍↕️love ya boo💗

(if you didn't get enough of me, I promise that if I have any more ideas I will let you know so you can use them with your writings about other pilots)

A Bit Off

A/N: Hi Anon!!!!!

I’m so, so happy you enjoyed them and I feel privileged to be your favourite Arthur writer 🥰🥰. I’m thinking I might start writing for other drivers as well.

I swear I need an Arthur in my life too 😫. I’m sorry you weren’t feeling too well today, I’m glad my writing was able to help you feel better! 😘

And I will never get enough of you, message as much as you want!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

I’ve currently got another Arthur fic and an Ollie Bearman fic in the works. I just wanted to write this little one as thank you for your kind words and requests. It’s also kind of based off how you felt today, enjoy ☺️

Arthur Leclerc x reader

Synopsis: After a bad day, Arthur just wants to make you feel all better

(He’s such a cute, lil smiley boyyyyy 😍)

You woke up on the wrong side of the bed, you felt down and depressed all day for no reason. Unfortunately, Arthur wasn’t around and wouldn’t be back for another 3 days. All you wanted to do was cuddle up and watch movies with him.

You stayed on the couch, drowning in your favourite hoodie of Arthur’s, watching your comfort tv show. You heard the door at the front of the apartment unlock, keys jangling as the door was pushed open. You pulled the baseball bat out from under the couch and crept over to the wall next to the hallway.

You heard shoes being toed off, sock padded feet slowly walking down the hallways. You waited for the footsteps to come closer before you stepped out from the wall. You swung the bat.

“OHHH HOLY SHIT BABY ITS ME” Arthur screamed in his Monegasque accent. You immediately dropped the bat, “oh my god, Arty! You’re not suppose to be here for 3 days!” Arthur smirked when he said “I know. I wanted to surprise you, gorgeous”

Tears sprung to your eyes and you buried yourself in your boyfriend. Your arms wrapped around his neck, your nose pressing against his jugular as you deeply inhaled his cologne. Arthur’s hands firmly wrapped around your waist, he kissed your temple and leaned his head against yours.

He felt teardrops on his collarbone, prompting him to let go for a second. He found you with wet eyes, teardrop stains down your cheeks. “Bèbè, what’s wrong?” Arthur pouted. He raised his hand and wiped your tears. You made eye contact with him and the flood gates opened.

You weren’t sad about anything in particular, you just started babbling about anything and everything. Arthur guided you to the couch and sat down, pulling you on top of him and he laid down. Your legs ended up in either side of his body, your chin rested on his chest, your noses nearly bumping.

Arthur let you get it all out, contently listening. After you finished, Arthur extended his neck and pecked your lips. “It’s ok to feel like this, love” you kissed him again “thank you Arty” you had cried yourself to exhaustion, he could see your eyes started to droop. He pulled the couch blanket over you both as he watched you fall asleep.

“Good night, my love” he said as he kissed your nose, “I love you, bad day or good day, I don’t care.” You lazily smile and confessed “I love you” back to him, drifting off to sleep. Arthur followed you not long after.

[anitalenia]

hello! I wanted first to say that your graphics give me life and you're so talented and oh so very sweet and kind! you bring so much joy to tumblr 🥺🥺

I was wondering if I could pretty please get dividers and the minors & ageless blogs DNI with the 18+ content warning in these hex codes to match my writing theme? thank you so much and I hope you have a wonderful day!! also your writing prompts and everything too?

WONDERFUL!! I APPRECIATE YOU SO MUCH!!!

pink hex - #FFB1DD

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omggggg thank you so so so much 🥰💖💖💖 this means soooooo much to me… you’re incredibly sweet, I’m glad my blog is so well received and that you appreciate everything I do, it means a lot to me 🫶🏻😭🥹🫂💞💞 thank you so so so so much AHHHHH ‼️‼️ it’s kind people like you 🫵🏻 that REALLY bring joy to tumblr, thank you for the nice words and compliments 💞 you’ve definitely made my day wonderful. I hope you like these and that everyday for you is magical ☺️

credits to me. feel free to use and save. of course credit would be appreciated but it is not required. I’m just making these for fun <3 ( if you don’t like these please don’t hesitate to tell me 🫶🏻✨🌸 ) @bunnysp1ce @kalkachis

[ihavemanyhusbands]

Hi hi 🩷🫶🏻 before anything i'd like to say that this blog is my comfort space 🥹 idk how to explain it but the vibes are so cozy and fun, not to mention your incredible writing skills! You're amazing, thank you for sharing your talent with us 💓

I also have a fun lil request lol, i was wondering what your ideas and theories are regarding the type of women Will, Hanni and Duncan are into, doesn't have to be 100% accurate obvi but just curious about your pov

Howdyyyy!! Awww omg thank you so much!! This is soooo sweeeeet 😭❤️🥹 I’m really really glad you feel this way about my blog!! Thanks for being around!! ❤️❤️

Hmmm as for preferences I won’t touch the subject of appearance for the sake of reader insert neutrality! But here are some of my ideas on personality:

Duncan

Either the polar (ha!) opposite of himself or someone similar in temperament. He NEEDS to be put in his place from time to time and he likes a woman who can test him and push him.

But he also needs someone who can understand him and the things he has been through, without the cloud of judgement over his past mistakes or actions. He needs (like all three men, honestly) some softness in his life. Someone who can remind him of why it’s worth living it, despite all terrible things that have happened or may happen. He needs constancy too, bc no one in the past has stayed for him (ooooof its true even if it hurts). He’s very much into physical touch, so someone affectionate for sure. Maybe borderline clingy, even. He’s been so starved for it for so long it’s what he yearns for.

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Will

First and foremost, someone PATIENT. Will has his quirks and things he’s very particular about, so he needs someone who’s understanding of that. When he becomes withdrawn or is in a bad mood, patience is important for knowing when he needs space and time. Also, because he is a fisher and he will 100% bring you along with him, so it’s pivotal.

Ideally, someone who has similar dry humor as him. Able to keep him in check and ground him when he feels himself becoming unmoored. Someone he can be comfortable enough with to just be in companionable silence. He is also, unsurprisingly, very much touch starved, so affection is more than welcome. Someone tender hearted is his weakness.

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Hannibal

Some of Hannibal’s favorite qualities are a quick wit and a certain level of cunning. He values intelligence, both street smarts and book smarts. Above all though, he cares most about loyalty, open mindedness, and clear communication (it may seem terribly ironic, but if he lets you get close to him, it’s a requirement).

He needs someone who sees him for who he truly is, and love him regardless. Trust is literally of utmost importance!! But while he loves doting on his partner, he definitely likes to be a lil spoiled in return. Contrary to Duncan, I believe he wouldn’t be very into someone super clingy, but he still likes to get loved on for sure!

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[nyctoaerah]

CHOSO WITH PAPARAZZI IS SO FUCKING REAL GIRL, becuz he's following the reader at literally everywhere and is keeping an eye on her (on that one line) so she doesn’t run away from her 'motherly' obligations. HES SO DELULU ONG😭😭😭 EVEN FUNNIER AT THE SEX ED PART, I CACKLED LITERALLY💀💀💀WHERE HE GOT HARD AND DOESN'T KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING🤓. I was giggling at that part until i read the fact that choso actually wants to bash reader's head😿 like baby, what did she do?😭

Btw Im binging your fics right now and im definitely getting euphoria.

✨YOU ARE LITERALLY THE FUCKING BEST.✨

PLEASE, DONT EVER QUIT WRITING, WE NEEDS YOURE AMAZING WRITING HERE

*Ahem* AERAH, WILL YOU MARRY ME?

Don't mind my shitty grammar because english isnt my first language👁️🫦👁️🤟🏻 IDFC IF IM BEING EXAGGERATED HERE, AERAH, YOU ARE THE BEST.

-😼

You literally made my day miloves🥹🫶🏻 AAAAAAA I'M SO GLAD THAT YOU'RE ENJOYING RETRIBUTION HEHE🫶🏻 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING RAHHHHHQ

Choso gotta learn his bodily functions w [Name] fr!😭 SKSKS, DW, I laughed when i was writing that too, I EVEN HESITATED ON MAKING THE READER SUGARCOAT HER LEARNINGS AND WAS LIKE “Nah, she’s gonna say it bluntly” SKSKSKS, she do be teaching choso with the same way aionarch taught her about sex😭

“I shall pass the trauma my father has bestowed upon me to you, and you will also pass them to your younger brothers” THIS IS HER KIND OF IMPLICATION THERE BAHAHAHA

AND BAHA, JUST BECAUSE CHOSO IS ACTING ALL DUMMY DOESN'T MEAN THAT HE'S SAFE😭😭 He ONLY WANTS HIS BROTHER and DOESN'T CARE for [Name] fr! Bro’s before hoes fr

PLS, CHOSO’S BEEF WITH HER WASN’T EVEN THAT BAD, BUT SATORU’S BEEF WITH HER IS😭😭 Like girlie didn’t even do anything to him (and they haven’t met him) and now he has this big fat beef with the reader😭😭 like first, he wants to gobble her up to get ‘more powerful’ AND NOW HE'S JEALOUS OF HER LMFAOOO. AND SKSK, STAY TUNED FOR MORE BEEF 😭 CAUSE MORE PPL ARE GONNA HAVE A BEEF WITH HER. BUT SHE ALSO HAS A BEEF WITH OTHER PEOPLE LIKE TOJI THOUGH BAHA.

And I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS🫶🏻🫶🏻 WE ARE GETTING MARRIED RN AND I’M PUTTIN’ A RING ON YOUR FINGER POOKIE💍 ILYSM🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻 I LITERALLY HAVE A MASSIVE GRIN ON MY FREAKING FACE BECAUSE OF YOU RAHHHHH, AND DW BAE, I AM NOT QUITING AS LONG AS I HAVE PASSION!

[justallihere]

Not so much an ask so much as I just want to thank you for writing storm in the quiet. I've been re-reading it and seeing them slowly fall in love has just made me so happy. They really amd truly just got to know each other through whispers in the dark, and each moment made them stronger together.

With romance stories I tend to ask myself "why do they love each other?" So many stories tend to have an "they just do, trust me" vibe from the author, but storm in the quiet doesn't have that. I could see Xaden starting to fall for her as she was able to shoulder everything being queen and their marriage did, and she came out stronger.

And Violet fell for Xaden because he saw her and never thought her weak. How when she thought she was being weak herself, he still found her powerful and capable.

I'm not sure if I'm making much sense, I just wanted to say that you've made Xaden and Violet falling in love feel real to me. And I thank you for this story :)

Thank you! You are making perfect sense 🫶🏻���🥹

I love you guys endlessly for reading this fic a chapter at a time as I post it, but there’s something really special about reading it all together and actually seeing the progression of their relationship in one go instead of having those breaks in between. My biggest fear writing it has been that I wouldn’t be deliberate enough in how they fall in love and that exactly what you said would happen—it would feel like they only loved each other because I said so. But I’m really proud of the way I crafted those quieter, softer moments with them where they get under each other’s skin and support each other and make each other better, so thank you for this ask. I’m so glad you love it 🩷🩷

[yuikomorii]

You just take the words out of my mouth, girl! I was thinking too how this franchise is just dying little by little.

A lot of creators I followed left their blogs 'cause they, of course, didn't find this franchise interesting or worth to work on anymore. And I don't blame them given that the only thing we get nowadays is merch. And merch can be cool, yes! But can we compare it with a games, CD's or even the manga. If this fandom is still alive is thanks to people like you, the fan artist, the fan writers, the oc's blogs still outside there that keep on with their incredible creativity, even better sometimes than Rejet story writers!

I feel a bit sad that all of this is happening. I mean, of course it would happenin someday. But as I discover this fandom really late I feel like I had lost the best moment of life of this!

As you said, DL has still a lot of possibilities to still be alive. And I hope that would be the case! I really hope so.

To end this infinite papyrus, thank you for the hard work on this blog! I enjoy every line you write (your analysis more than everything) 💗

// I felt this so much! I can’t deny that I’m sad seeing people leave or take a break from the fandom but I totally understand the reasons behind their choices. At first, getting merch was exciting, and I loved seeing fresh official art, but now it seems like they're just recycling and releasing too much, which takes away from its appeal and originality. I pre-ordered the Yui acrylic stand that was launched a few days ago, but in all honesty, it looks like something that anyone could make in under two minutes using Picsart, lol. In addition, even with the VAs scandals, I think there are more effective ways to promote the franchise than simply impulsively producing more and more merch, especially if it’s overpriced or kuji (lottery).

Although I feel like I don't feed the fandom as much as I once did, I'm glad to see that there are still few active blogs that are making a difference. I should also acknowledge my gratitude for the ongoing support; comments like this truly encourage me to keep posting. 🥹🫶🏻

[saintobio]

hello babe!!!

howre you? i wish you a lot happiness!!!!

anyways, i wanted to say that i understand how yn has her heart sickness, because everytime i think about sn&sy, my own heart hurts a lot, even more so after the last chapter. ch 9 was so heavy and angsty that i cried and i don’t cry that much because my emotions have been numb. what’d you do? how can a normal person write that? i take multiple breaks reading these chapters and sometimes even my absolute addiction and temptation is unable to make me read them all at once.

it’s just so appreciable how you write so beautifully. i love reading your fics not just because of how well they’re written, but also because it makes me feel an intense pain, and i love that pain, i want that pain. that’s not me saying that i don’t want yn to be happy; because idc about gojo as much as i want yn’s happiness. she’s done some ‘not-so-good-things’, but she’s also been through such agonising times and she just deserves happiness at this point of life and for someone to choose her, to love her despite her flaws. and as much as i want gojoyn to be an endgame. it’s fine if they aren’t, because they’re both mature people and deserve happiness. i hate how gojo has treated yn in the past, but i’m also kinda impressed by how far he’s come. i understand him going for akemi, as much as i hate how he chose yn’s bff, but that’s understandable, (i’ve s family member who had a similar accident and after that brain damage, he’s not been the same person, and coming from that, i think satoru went for the person who took care of him the most.) i’m suicidal on behalf of my sweetheart yn. i just want her to be happy, and cared for in love. and i want someone to pick her. and on this heartbreaking journey towards a happy ending for them, i’m in for all the heart-wrenching angst and rarely heartwarming moments!

it pisses me off how akemi went for her bff’s ex husband and istg i hardly care about how she fell in love(?) with him, because babe your bff had a life and death situation because of that man, how can you approach him??? it doesn’t matter that she’s moved on, you still do not go for your bffs ex, that’s a girl code. she may be a good person (questionably so, but hey, im not a pious hermit either to be judging her.) but she’s a real bad friend. her guilt is questionable when she she asks for a family from satoru right after she feels bad about betraying yn. like at least give time for that guilt to fester. i’m sorry i’m ranting. these are my personal feelings. and i love for writing akemi. she’s a well written character, much more than many other characters that i’ve come across.

sera. my baby. my queen. i do not stand by what she did in sn, but goddamnit, i’ve always loved her and her dedication and her aspirations. she wasn’t always bad, and i’m sure had the fic from her pov, we would have liked her more. because shes hardworking, and headstrong and FUNNY. and i love how she stood by yn, and her character development has been so beautiful. she deserves sukuna so much. they’re both my babies. i love that she could get this in her life.

there will be a lot of errors in this ask, and please forgive me for them. i’m extremely tired. exhausted even.

till next time, babygirl!

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thank you sooo much, i’m kinda glad you can feel the pain through my writing bc i guess that means it’s effective ? :’D i write way too much angst to the point where i just can’t tell how angsty something is bc i’m alr so numb lol T-T

but aaaaaa ur description of sy!yn hits hard while i’m writing sy10. idek if a person can realistically have this much anguish in her life but i do share ur sentiment of wanting her to just be happy, even if it means she won’t end up with gojo in the end 🥹 it’s the idea of acceptance and letting go that just hurts so damn good. tysm, it’s such a good perspective to read!

[danikamariewrites]

hi 🩷

i see that you write for both nesta and manon, i was wondering if you could possibly write for mor as well ?

i’ve had this idea of a love triangle between nesta, mor and reader for a while.

i recently found your account and i’m absolutely obsessed with it, your writing, all of it !

do whatever you want with the idea, or don’t. i just thought it won’t hurt to ask.

thank youuu, ily 🫶🏻

Push

Mor x reader

A/n: a little Nesta x reader but more platonic, so I hope you like it.

Thank you anon, I’m glad your here and that you like my fics! Your compliment means the world to me 🥹

Warnings: suggestive

You and Nesta became fast friends once she arrived in the Night Court. Your love language was sharing books, which you and Nesta always did when you hung out. Your shared love of smutty books is what brought you closer together.

Mor, your crush of decades, was also one of your best friends. Unfortunately, the two females didn’t really see eye to eye. At times they competed for your attention and it was very tiring. But you split your time evenly with them.

What kept you back from Mor was Azriel. You weren’t scared of Azriel, you knew he had pining after Mor for years and didn’t want to step on his toes. You also didn’t want to assume Mor liked females as well as males.

Tonight is what pushed you, and Mor. When you, Nesta, and Mor were in the same room you could feel the tension. Nesta knew about your crush on Mor so she kept pushing you to make a move. Nesta would cuddle up to you whenever Mor was within eyesight. She would hug you from behind and kiss you leaving a loud smack on your cheek.

It always made you blush but you knew Nesta liked males. Although you wouldn’t mind getting in bed with her and Cassian. During these little moments you would see Mor get a little jealous. Which gave you a little hope.

You noticed Nesta and Cassian had been sneaking around, and you were happy for them, they were quite cute together. So you had been spending more time with Mor. It was nice, you forgot how much fun you had together.

You, Nesta, and Mor were the last ones left in the living room after a night of drinking. Swirling your wine around in your glass staring at it you held your breath. The silence was quite awkward.

Nesta spoke up first, “Well,” she dragged out in a teasing tone, “I’m going to bed. Y/n, goodnight darling.” When she gets off the couch she swishes her hips, walking over to you on the other couch. She plants a kiss on your head, winking at Mor.

Mor turns red from what you assume is anger. As Nesta leaves she swishes her hips some more, swinging herself on the door frame toward the stairs.

In an instant Mor is striding over to you and plops down next to you so your thighs are touching. You look at her giving her a shy smile, batting your lashes at her. Mor plays with the ends of your hair twirling it around her fingers. She gives you a smirk.

“Hi Mor.” “Hi y/n.” You bite your lip. You’re determined to tease her a little. The wine coursing through you was also egging you on. “Mor, can I tell you something?” Her smirk widened, “of course baby.” You felt your cheeks heat at the pet name. You liked it and wanted Mor to keep calling you baby.

You were just going to come right out and tell her. You wanted the tension to cool down between her and Nesta, and everything to be somewhat normal and happy. “I wanted to say, that I have feelings for you…and I like you a lot.”

Mor’s smirk widens into a grin. She inches closer to you and your breathing picks up, your heart skipping a beat. “Is this ok?” Mor whispers, her lips brushing yours. “Yeah.” She connects her lips with yours. The kiss starts slow and light, quickly turning deep and heated. She grips your jaw with both of her hands

Mor tasted sweet like the wine you had been drinking all night. Her lips pillow soft. You feel your core heating, your panties are soaked as you clench your thighs together. Mor pulls away, another suggestive smirk on her lips.

You look at each other with big, loving eyes, faces only inches away. “Stay with me tonight?” Mor whispers. “And let me take you out tomorrow?” You giggled, “Yes. Can we do breakfast?”

“Oh baby, I think we might be busy.” You giggle and press your lips to hers. Mor smiles into the kiss, winnowing you both up to her room.

tags: @nyotamalfoy @auggiesolovey @bubybubsters @baybay123455 @msiecrane

[jwanniie]

just found your blog and LOVE IT!!!! gotta say tho, are you into sub!le sserafim at all? like i love my dom girls, but sakura and yunjin for sure have big needy sub vibes to me?????

Thank you so much love, you’re so sweet what🥹🫂🫶🏻I’m glad you enjoy reading my stuff!!

As much as I love and believe in dom Kkura and Yunjin….when they get needy bro😵‍💫because like I feel the same and I’m sure when they are horny and need you, they’d probably go onto their knees, tears filling their eyes while looking up to you. “Awww my cute little puppy, what do you want?” , “need my cock stuffed inside you” while looking at you with their glassy puppy eyes🥺 and you’d let them beg for you and even when you take their cock you’d be the dominant one, riding them and choosing the pace. Slowing down purposefully to see them whine and tears slide down their cheeks. Even when they get humiliated they couldn’t care less just wanting their cocks stuffed deep inside you!🫣 I need to start writing more dom readers!!!😮‍💨

[svgvrvs-inactive]

THANK YOU SO MUCH (the anon who asked about getos depressive episodes) it was so sad but amazing and now im legit in tears. I love geto so much he deserved so much better. SORRY IF ITS TOO MUCH TO ASK but to heal us from so much angst what are your thoughts on getos love language? i’m torn between words of affirmation and physical touch? and in général fluffy hcs for him because lord knows he needs it and because i love your writing. If i’m asking for too much please say or just ignore my asks i don’t want you to feel pressured at all! Thank you🥹🫶🏻💗

you're welcome and dw not at all babes <3 it’s what my inbox is there for after all ! also i’m so glad you're enjoying my writing ahskjdjajsjs that makes me so happy !! :D honestly i really appreciate the interaction it's part of what keeps me motivated to write so thank you. this is just crumbs i apologize BUT i have more in progress -> link

i could definitely see physical touch and words of affirmation for him, i mean i've already made some headcanons that would fit those. for some reason i sorta thought it might be acts of service but now i'm actually thinking his love language might just be quality time.

i have zero doubt that he's very touchy with his s/o, for whatever reason that may be and i also think he does give lots of words of affirmation, especially if he thinks you might need it. but he also subconsciously provides little acts of service to you all the time, like sometimes he'll hardly let you lift a finger. so the way he shows his love for you can vary a lot, but the one constant is spending time together, and it goes both ways. he just loves it when you spend time with him in any context. from having engaging, stimulating conversations with you, to sitting in silence cuddling, to cooking together, watching tv with you, or going on late night walks. doesn't matter because for suguru, it's not necessarily about the activity, it's about the person he's doing it with.

btw your asks got me thinking that i should maybe adopt some form of anon signature system like with emojis or smth so i know who's who. so ig just send me an ask with the emoji you wanna sign future asks with?

[diazheartsbuckley]

WIP Wednesday Thursday

Tagged by some amazing people @wikiangela @jesuisici33 @thewolvesof1998 @disasterbuckdiaz and @forthewolves 🫶🏻

Thank you so much for tagging me in your works, I love to read them and to see your creative minds. I’ve been busy with my exam but now I’m off for almost a week so I’m aiming to get some writing in and to hopefully get to the plot twist of the omegaverse office romance fic 🥹

Here’s a little raw snippet while you wait 👀

Buck pulls his legs back up under his body, allowing his entire body weight to rest again Eddie’s and he smiles shyly at the glass in his hand before he puts it down on the table.

“I’m glad that you broke up with Russell” Eddie suddenly says and puts his glass down too, unwrapping his arm from Buck for a mere second but it quickly makes its way back.

“Why?” Buck questions, not prepared for where this is going. He shifts under Eddie’s gaze and fiddles with the hem of his own shirt, not really knowing what to do.

“Because then I feel less bad for doing this” Eddie says before he leans down, connecting his lips with Buck’s, unable to stop himself any longer.

Eddie’s lips are soft, warm and taste a little bit like the whiskey that he’s been drinking. Buck hates whiskey but finds himself loving the taste of it against his lips, because it means that Eddie has finally found out what it is that he wants. And the kiss takes Buck by surprise, his brain working on overdrive for a brief moment before he kisses Eddie back.

A kiss that’s filled with desperation and anticipation, both of them eager to feel each other like this, to taste each other and to know that they weren’t alone in feeling love in this way for one another.

Eventually Buck pulls away and stands up in a quick movement, Eddie still sat in front of him with hands that are reaching out to touch him again.

“What are you doing? What are we doing?” Buck breathes out, still not able to comprehend what just happened. Eddie follows Buck’s lead and stands up too, his hands finding Buck’s hips in a careful movement, searching his eyes for a protest which never comes.

The two of them stand completely frozen in their places, not able to move for a while and it leaves Eddie impatient. Now he’s gotten a taste of Buck’s lips and there’s no way that he’s going to let someone else do what he just did. It feels like a cliché but he’s already addicted to the idea of kissing Buck again. And again. And again. To leave marks on his skin, to have his scent all over him, to make sure that no one else touches Buck again. No one but him. Because Buck was always meant to be his.

After a while of just looking at each other, Eddie leans in once more and kisses Buck once more, this time longer and deeper than before, feeling Buck’s lips part, allowing him to taste the tip of his tongue.

Then it happens again. Buck pulls away from him and this time, he puts his hands on his chest to make sure that there’s some distance between them as he searches his eyes for answers.

“I just-… you’re so damn beautiful, Buck. I shouldn’t have wait this long to do this. It’s been torture to watch someone else touch you in ways that I’ve wanted to for so long. You’ve got a hold of me, of my heart. And I-…I want you to be mine” The words out of Eddie’s mouth sound surreal yet Buck believes every single one of them. How could he not when Eddie has just proved it to him?

Yet the words still leaves Buck in bewilderment and confusion as he tries to find a way to reply, to find the right words to express how he feels about Eddie. The look in Eddie’s eyes is a clear mix of nervousness and affection, those deep brown eyes looking so damn longingly at him that it makes him feel all shy again.

“Why-... why now, Eddie? You’ve had plenty of chances to tell me this before. Why didn’t you?” Buck questions and Eddie looks down at the ground, biting his lip harshly, clearly not able to make sense of it all. It’s not exactly typical alpha behavior, to divert his gaze from the person that he’s talking to but it also goes to show just how much he trusts Buck, how he allows himself to be vulnerable.

“I didn’t know how. Or when. And I didn’t want to lose you. The world would break if I did” Eddie chuckles but his words are laced with sincerity and worry.

“You won’t. I promise” Buck’s voice is barely a whisper as he wraps his arms around the back of Eddie’s neck.

Tagging!! @jeeyuns @watchyourbuck @giddyupbuck @honestlydarkprincess @butraura @theotherbuckley @daffi-990 @eddiediaztho @wildlife4life @whosoldherout @excuseme-greentea 🫶🏻 (don’t know if any of you did this but anyway lol)

[megalony]

I am LIVING for the angsty eddie diaz x pregnant reader imagines, the one where they had a argument omg, I love the fluff at the end I loved it so so much, same for the late night fights one I love those kind of stories so much, you write them so good 🫶🏻

Oooh thank you so much!!!!

I sometimes worry I repeat myself with those kind of fics but I just lovvveee writing them! They’re so fun and easy to write and the requests make me so happy.

I’m so glad you like them those are two of my favourites

🥹❤️🥹

[girlgenius1111]

hi i was the one who requested revelations and i just wanted to say thank you for writing it, i loved it so much!!!! ale being so sweet and soft 🥹🥹🥹

also i like that you changed reader to be mapi’s sister, that def makes more sense than my original idea lmao

🙂🙂🙂🙂 i’m so glad you liked it!!!!!!!

if you like an alexia x leon!r fic…

off limits by @wileys-russo is much longer and much angstier but one of my faves 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[nyctoaerah]

Hello queen😄💕 I just wanted to ask who's your top 5 favorite anime characters from jujutsu kaisen, record of ragnarok, chainsaw man and demon slayer☺️ ❣️

I am so excited for the part 2 of reminiscent, because it was really so scarry, the way gojo is so delusional and the way he's treating the reader is giving me the chills 🥹 normally when i would see yandere fics, it was either smutty and they're sweet towards the reader, and damn, when i read reminiscent and can you keep a secret i was like "holy cow, this is scary" 😅your yandere fics are a fresh breath of air because we could actually see the obsession and insanity in them🤭🩷

and i love how you write and the way you write gore omg, i get the chills whenever reading your stuff🤩🫶🏼❣️ and just your overall writing is incredibly engaging.

Keep up the amazing work queen👑🩷

Please take care of yourself and don't stress yourself and rest, i hope you have a good day mwahh💋

You are the best!🩷

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YOU ARE SO SWEET OMG🥹🫶🏻 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR KIND WORDS ANON, I LOVE YOUUU🥹🫶🏻 YOU MADE MY DAY, PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF TOO, DRINK WATER AND STAY HYDRATED, I HOPE THAT YOU GET ENOUGH SLEEP AND YOUR DAY IS GOOD TOO, YOU MADE MY DAY 😼💓

asbxxj i’m glad that reminiscent makes you feel the chills cause i gave my blood sweat and tears for that /j. But I’m glad that you like my fics and my writing, and i just really like writing unhinged characters💓 but really, tysm, pooks.

Also, here’s my top 5 characters from each animee<33

Jjk; Suguru, Satoru, Yuki, Choso & Yuta.

Ror; Anubis, Beel, Apollo, Loki, & Nostradamus.

Csm; Denji, Fami, Beam, Reze, & Yoshida

Kny; Kokushibo, Sanemi, Mitsuri, Douma, & Obanai.