#but rn i am like. oh so he never loved me because he SUCKS and i hate him wait he did love me but he doesnt because i suck and i hate myself

[bobzora]

yeah femc has some really solid romance routes but i just cannot be assed to care too much because there are some crazy level yuri goings on in this game

[neobisexual]

bpd fucking stupid insane will have me deciding my relationship is over and was always doomed for no reason then texting my bf crying like ohmygod i need you im so sorry please love me

[midnightwriter21]

jjk hcs: their favorite types of kisses

characters: reader x gojo, reader x geto

warnings: language (i have the mouth of a sailor sry)

AN: i am a geto apologist til the day i die argue w ya mama

also if u want another part w diff character lmk!!

SATORU GOJO

giving: a kiss to the top of YOUR eyelids

we all know that he has the most beautiful & powerful eyes of all time

but it’s your eyes that knock the breath out of him

no matter the color he thinks they’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen

in his mind your eyes overpower his any day

i mean your eyes are the only thing to ever have the ability to bring the strongest sorcerer to his knees

and besides your eyes are the first to ever see him

the real him

not gojo satoru, the honored one

or gojo satoru, the six eyes

you just see, him, satoru

the satoru that hogs the blankets at night

the satoru that lets a few tears slip during romance movies but you better not bring it up bc “no i just got something in my eyes!!”

the satoru that adopted two children at 16 and had no idea what he was doing but did a damn good job at it

the satoru that loves you because you see the things that other people wouldn’t be bothered to see

receiving: a kiss to the underside of his jaw

this is a tall ass man

so it’s unlikely (but ofc always possible) that you’re tall enough to plant a kiss on his cheek without him bending down for you to reach

big tall man make me go brrrrr

he will bend down for u ofc

after teasing u to death

but he thinks it’s much cuter to see you stand on ur tip toes to give him a kiss

plus he’s hot, he knows he’s hot

i can hear his annoying ass rn, “cmon babe you gotta be careful kissing me there! this jawline is sharp enough to cut steel”

like yea.. it is.. but shut the fuck up an lemme kiss u some more

i love him

SUGURU GETO

giving: a kiss on your forehead

I LOVE HIM HE WOULD NEVER DO ANYTHING TO HURT ANYONE EVER I KNOW BECAUSE HE TOLD ME SO

ahem… anyways

sweetheart of sweethearts!!

he’s a lil more reserved when it comes to PDA but not to the point where he’s not gonna show you affection

he’s just not the typa person to have a full on make out sesh with you in the hallway if ykwim

but he will plant a kiss in the middle of your forehead after he walks you to your next class

oh y’all just finished a mission and you’re going back to your dorm to take a nap?

1. bold of you to assume he’s not coming with you and kissing you on the forehead before y’all fall asleep together all cuddled up

2. if he’s not taking a nap with you, he’s tucking you into bed and leaving a kiss on your forehead before he leaves your room

id marry him cause he’s never done anything wrong in his entire life

receiving: a kiss to the top of his knuckles

HE WOULD RECEIVE KISSES EVERYWHERE IF IT WERE FROM ME

again… ahem.. anyways

jujitsu sorcery in the wise words of nanami kento “SUCKS”

it sucks

and he uses his hands to fight and kill allegedly on the daily

his hands have been covered in blood

his hands have brought death upon people no they haven’t

so for you to kiss them?

geto takes it as a declaration of undeniable, unfaltering loyalty and love

which it is obviously

it means a lot to him

and sometimes when his doubts get to him and he thinks he’s unworthy of someone like you…

press a kiss to the top of his knuckles and those thoughts and insecurities disappear

[toji-bunny-girl]

𝙎𝙖-𝙏𝙤-𝙍𝙪

CHARACTER— yandere!gojo x fem!reader CONTENTS— yandere themes, stalking, hidden camera bear thingy, slight angst? IDKK gojo is just gross asf, noncon, intoxicated!reader, worshipping kink, DELUSIONALL‼️‼️‼️, slight fingering idk, sex yuh A/N— someone requested 4 sum more yandere jjk so here’s him 😇😇 might do the others when I feel liek it (ok I’m sorry this kinda gross, it’s literally 3 am rn)

The lustre of his eyes glimmered against the reflection of the screen, his face turning rubicund was evidence of the blood rushing underneath his cheeks. Sweat flecked across his palms, marginally soiling his pants when he rubbed his hands on them.

Your eyes stared straight into his, and he thought your orbs must be of millions of blended colours for them to glint in iridescent. The sliver of rays from the screen pierced his irises, and he swore the sight of you must be cleansing his soul.

He sucked his lips as you played with the toy bunny’s hands, and a smile reached your face before you pressed the soft toy into your chest, clutching it in your arms as you sighed something. Something that started with Sa and ended with Ru. His mind must be playing tricks on him, right? It couldn’t be that—

Then there it comes again, the cadence of your voice, the shape of your lips, and his name that you whispered. Sa-To-Ru.

The Sa whose eyes would only trail behind your wake, the To that breathed just for the air that you exhaled, and the Ru that didn’t believe God lives in heaven, because there was you, his Goddess that walked the Earth amongst the sinful humanity.

Satoru. He thought he had never loved his name even more than that moment.

But he found himself wrong—oh so wrong.

You sounded even more euphonious sprawled out before him, intoxicated with alcohol on your tongue and in your veins—not a clue about where you are and what’s going on. All you could gather was the familiar mop of silver in your foggy sight, and how the world seemed to be on vertigo.

The bits and pieces of recollections you could grasp onto in your besotted state were the hours spent drinking bottles of liquor, giggling at the charming jokes and teases from Gojo. Then the clashes of teeth and his hands on your chest, the long ride up an elevator, and stumbling onto a bed that smelled like him.

“My name…” he panted when his head rose from your jugular—marked and claimed through teeth and tongue. “Say my name,” he repeated, pressing his lips against your jaw as he took in a drag of your ambrosial scent, long fingers pumping in and out of your squeezing cunt.

You frowned, moaning into the torrid air that bubbled around the two of you and arching your back when an orgasm tumbled through, warmth pervading through your core when pleasure glitched over your body like static.

His name doesn’t read past your lips, but your groan of pleasure was enough for him to render him halcyon. Lining his painfully pulsing head to your slick entrance, the dilatory push of his fat tip into your folds made a cry ripple through both of your throats. In you he found warmth that tasted like divinity; the forbidden fruit between the thighs of his Goddess.

He didn’t dare move, afraid that your grip would tempt an orgasm in him to soil your quim with his load. His thumb drew circles upon your clit, trying to mitigate the tight clench of your cunt in the wake of your previous orgasm.

Your muscles finally relaxed in a few rubs, and he let his length ease into you, your hole still pulsing and spasming as his cock filled your insides. Gojo’s chest fluttered with rapture as he groaned for your name, almost as if he was trying to have you look at him, fully sober instead of laying crumpled on his bed.

But you don’t, your eyes remained still shut, and only the little whimpers and cries that fell off the edges of your lips denoted your senses still awake yet torpor from the inebriation.

“Please, look at me?”

You groaned when he benignly lifted your jaw, his sense of deify for you felt through his cold fingertips before his lips meld into yours. Your mouth lax open, letting his tongue taste the heaven off of yours and swallow your saliva of ambrosia down his throat.

When he withdrew from your face with a dense cloud over your heads, he found the hues of your orbs peering into his summer’s blue sky, your eyelashes fanning the heat over his cheeks. His heart jumped and paced, and he was sure you could hear his heartbeat. Could you?

“Satoru…?” you whispered. The tang of liquor blazing strongly in your system, but you still managed to recognise him. “Wha–Where are we? And wha—”

You were cut off from your words when his lips crashed into yours, and his hips began pistoning in and out of you, your moans jumbled between your dancing mouths before sizzling in the hot air. Your walls tightened around his girth as he pumped deep into you, his cock throbbing and threatening ejaculation, but he would rather abnegate himself from pleasure if you hadn’t succumbed to it.

Every stroke of his swollen head against the bump of your g-spot made you gasp and cry with the stimulation, palms desperately attempting to push the weight of the male off, but it simply came to piteous futility.

At his last stroke, your squirting cunt squeezed his cock tight and wet his pelvis, and his load began filling your inside to the brim, thick spurts of cum shooting at your cervix as you screamed his name.

The Sa who you could taste on your tongue, the To who swore you’re the lone fire to his loins, and the Ru who promised to never let your divinity step a single foot out of his door—your temple, to walk the earth soiled by sinning humans.

Satoru—the priest to your Holiness.

© toji-bunny-girl― all rights reserved. do not modify, translate, plagiarise or repost my work

[slvtforyeo]

Hey, Emo Boy!

pairings: subby emo!hongjoong x soft dom!reader

genre: smut

warnings: unprotected sex (wrap it up people), oral (giving), BIG DICK HJ CUZ Y NOT AAAAAAAAA, use of toys (vibrator), hand kink (?), public sex, slight (?) exhibition, b-b-begging... (tell me if i missed any!)

a/n: hahahahahah omsem this is my first (not rlly) time writing a smut on tumblr n i hope i don't disappoint yall cuz my writing skills are shitty rn TANGINA anyways i, myself made the mood board! might aswell make some for my upcoming fics and for my mst.lst and i am genuinely sorry for being inactive for like... two months

• you were so proud of your boyfriend, seeing him perform with his band and playing his guitar made you fall in love with him once again (and made you wet as hell)

word count: 400 something... basta

©️ slvtforyeo (do not repost, likes and reblogs are appreciated)

• you didn't even notice that you were starting to get aroused just by looking at his hands, the way they slide up and down from the fretboard and the way his fingertips were moving fast made you wish that you're the guitar

• OH! ah, yes... you totally forgot the small pink remote that was hiding in your pocket. HMMM.. I WONDER WHAT THIS DOES??? :D

• hongjoong nearly moaned when you turned on the vibrator that was shoved in his ass (the pink type), he even DARED to glare at you when he was the one literally begging for you like this,

• "baby please, just once! i'll be good, I promise! please, just- shove it in my ass and turn on the vibrator..." whew, you were sweating when he begged

• it ended up you having to insert a vibrator in his cute little hole because this mf is an exhibitionist

• eventually, you gradually increased the volume, which was kindaaa.. a bad/good idea (you turned it on when it's hongjoong's part to sing)

• he was kinda eye fucking you when you two made eye contact... you have never ever felt to fuck someone this bad.

• after the show, you immediately slipped backstage (no one saw you do it) and was immediately met with hongjoong pulling you to one of the dresser

• "y/n plsplsplspls fuck me already" was the first thing that he said to you, impatiently removing his pants while you just stare at him in awe

• so you did... but you sucked his dick first. when you got down on your knees and pulled his cock out, he was leaking precum like a goddamn faucet. HE WAS SO WET LIKE???? you have never taken off your pants this fast

• being the good partner you are, you sucked, gagged, licked and choked on his dick like you're his good little slut (even though your mouth kinda hurts becuz he big bro)

• he came... a lot

• of course, you did NOT give him time before forcing him to sit down on one of the chairs and you started to ride him until he was seeing stars when he reached his orgasm <3

• both of you ended up having another round when you came home. A LOT MORE NASTIER  HAHAHAHAHAHDHJAJDJSJDJSJD

[hunterbunter3000]

.We're Just Buddies.

Summary: Bakugou's girlfriend is making him feel things and he goes to confront her about it. Sucks that they're bad feelings.

Katsuki Bakugou × black!reader

Notes: Damn how do I suck at summary's as well? LMAO I DONT WRITE ALOT PLS HAVE MERCY this has been in my drafts for a while and its pretty short, so why not-- also why do I WRITE him so much he's not even my favorite🤨 (am I lying to myself rn🫠) ALSO REALLY SUPER SORRY THAT I'VE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG

Warnings: jealousy, insecure Bakugou, suggestive talk and action so JUST TO BE SAFE 18+ MDNI college au(?) Its so quick tho, adult lovers Bakugou is in his 20s and so is reader, hurt/comfort, little drabble of sub!Bakugou because g o d that has me on a chokehold, mention of Kaminari x reader, Bakugou being treated like the princess he is

Reader: black, female, she/her pronouns, use of quirk but it's unamed, same height as Bakugou, bit of a dom!

"Do you like him?"

Bakugou breathes heavily when that question seethes from his mouth. His eyes shielded by his blond hair, not wanting to look his girlfriend in the eyes when she answers the question that has been haunting him for the past month.

"Uhm.." She chuckles. Bakugou dragged her into their bedroom to ask a vague question? "What? Bakugou, what are you talking abo--"

"Do you. Like him." His voice almost cracks, but he wants to keep up his angry facade. No, he needs to. He can't cry in front of her.

She blinks as her face contorts into confusion. "Baby, you're gonna have to be more specific."

Fucking hell. Bakugou grinds his teeth. Does she want to torture him? This is already hard enough, he can't take much more if his heart is already breaking.

"Fuck! Denki! Denki fucking Kaminari! The yellow bitch who you always hang around, the guy who makes you laugh so much, the guy who you're always smiling with!" He yells out. His clenched fists are trembling, just like the rest of his body. Let's dub it as trembling with anger.

Her eyes grow wide. Oh, he's serious about this. "Bakugou--"

He interrupts her again. "Do you like him or not!?"

She sees the desperation and hurt in his bright saffron eyes. His thin eyebrows knitted together, making crevasses in his forehead. A moment of silence passes through the air, making it hard for Bakugou to breathe.

Her face stays neutral, yet her eyes are soft. Soft enough for Bakugou to see the truth. "Not the way you're thinking, no. I don't like him like that."

He doesn't believe it.

She smiles and walks closer to him to rub his arms in comfort. "We're just buddies! I--" He steps back from her, eyes going unfocused.

"Bullshit. I see how he looks at you. Like you made the fucking sun and life itself. And you just-- let it happen! I--"

"Katsuki."

That two-syllable name carried so much power, it made him shut up immediately as her velvety voice sliced through his mind. She never calls him by his first name unless she means business. And she means business.

He looks up at her, now sitting on his bed like a goddess on her throne. She does things effortlessly and gracefully. It makes sense for Denki to fall in love with her. She has him around her finger, just like Bakugou.

She taps beside her, beckoning Bakugou to sit next to her.

"Come."

Bakugou frowns. "Y/n, no." His voice betrays him, making it to be weak and cracked. She says it again, with just the same soft force she uses every time someone doesn't listen to her. "Come here."

He lets out a shaky breath and trudges slowly to her. He plops down next to her, her addictive scent taking over his mind. He always felt safe and small next to his girlfriend. And he feels it now; but he also feels like he's in trouble.

She puts her hand on his naked shoulder, goosebumps already forming from her gentle touch. "Remember what we talked about? About voicing our feelings better?" She says. Bakugou remembers. Instead of killing his vocal cords and exploding everything in anger like he used to do when he was younger, she taught him how to have better communication skills. Not just with her, but with everyone. He's gotten better. But it's just so easy to go back to the old habits.

Bakugou nods.

She hums. "I understand that you're mad. But, please. Talk to me like an adult. Not a kid."

That's right. They're not kids anymore. They're grown now. In college. Owning a shared apartment. Owning a car. Paying bills. Being pro-heroes.

And with a situation like this, it's best to have a sit down and talk about it thoroughly.

Bakugou breathes out. His fingers playing with each other. He's so tense you could throw a boulder at him and it would break. The quiet makes both of them feel on edge, but Bakugou needs to find the right words.

"When we go over to the dorms, and I see you and Kaminari play those stupid ass games," He can feel the anger bubble up again. He won't let it take over, so he clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "And I see you leaning on him, and how..."

It hurts him to say this.

"--Natural, it looks... I get this pit in my stomach that doesn't go away. Even if I leave the room, it's still there. It lingers for a long time. And then I get those thoughts in my head. That I'm not good enough for you. That I'm not caring, or attentive, or funny enough for you to act like that around me. I just... I get so jealous and angry that he--" He sniffs, nose getting runny. He can feel it. The tears welling up in his eyes. "That he might take you away from me. And I don't want that to happen. You- you mean everything to me. I love you so much and I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you--"

A deep kiss stops him from finishing that sentence. He closes his eyes and melts into it, feeling at home.

"Don't you dare say that about yourself. Ever. Do you understand?" She frowns at him, hurt across her face because he said those horrible things about himself. He whimpers a little and nods. Her hands go up to his face and cradle his cheeks.

"Katsuki, baby, you are enough for me. You're honestly way more than I can ever imagine." She chuckles. She searches for his eyes, and when she finds them she smiles. Eye contact means everything to her. It's the doorway to the soul, and words have more meaning when you look into someone's eyes. "You're perfect for me. Your mind, your body, your soul. Everything. And also, Denki is my friend! I've known him since middle school. I've told you this."

Fuck.

His cheeks start to burn. "Oh. Right. I-"

"Forgot? Mhm, I can see that. But I understand where you're coming from. I have been hanging out with him more than I thought. And I forgot about my darling boyfriend." She kisses his forehead and draws him in for a hug. His arms go around her waist immediately as he molds into her. "I'm sorry, baby. Please voice how you feel more." Her voice is laced with care and sincerity. She cares for me. He thinks. He screws his eyes closed and sighs.

She loves me.

"I will. I will, I swear. I just- I missed you. S-so much." He whispers. Who knew a hunk of a man can shrink down to a vulnerable boy.

Bakugou sniffs, tears now falling on his cheeks. "You just do so much with him... I thought I felt you slipping and I panicked--" She shushes him delicately while massaging his scalp. That action always made Bakugou calm down and find serenity. He cries some more into her chest until she pulls away and looks at him.

"Baby I do such little things with him. He's not my focus." She coos. She bumps her forehead on his before whispering these words that made Bakugou's heart soar.

"You are."

Their lips connect in a deep, passionate kiss. All the insecurity splatters away from his mind. She loves me.

She loves me. She loves me. She loves me.

"Answer me this, Katsu. Who do I kiss every waking moment?"

He gulps. "Me."

She hums. Her legs drape over his lap, big hands going to her supple hips quickly.

"Who helps me when I have trouble doing my homework?" She slowly pushes him on the bed, neither of them breaking eye contact.

"Me."

Now laying on the bed, her nimble fingers go under his tank top. The weight of her fingerpads and the slight scratch from her nails feels heavenly.

"Who do I give presents to?" She says lowly, the moonlight hitting her skin perfectly.

Bakugou can't breathe. He can feel himself submitting to her. He's not complaining. "Me..."

She starts to peck his neck with soft kisses, making him groan.

"Who do I cuddle with at night when we sleep?"

He breathes heavily. "M-me."

They both lowly moan against each other. Her lips still kissing his searing skin, and her hands still caressing him. The tank top flew off somewhere, now his tanned skin now on display. Her fingers feel up his waist, his abs and his chest. Bakugou relishes in the feeling of being touched like this.

And being kissed like this.

He stifles a moan when she places a hickey on his collarbone. She sighs and whispers in his ear.

"Who do I pleasure almost everyday?"

He bites his lip and whimpers, tears forming in his eyes again.

"Me...!"

She giggles when his voice goes up an octave as she tweaked his nipples. It always made his brain turn into mush. Her hand cradles his blushing cheek.

"Who's name do I scream out at night?"

His heart feels like it's going to burst out of his chest. The teasing, plus this? Soul is gone.

His face turns into a shy emotion; eyelashes fluttering. "Mine..."

She smiles widely.

"Exactly. I am yours."

She kisses his lips again, like forming a signature for a contract.

"And who's name do you cry out when you're getting fucked?" She let's out a breath when she feels his hips buck into her. He lets out a broken whine.

"Y-yours."

She kisses him again, but with more force. More tongue. She's signing the contract again, and this is final. He moans in her mouth when she pulls on his hair.

She let's him breathe again, strings of saliva connecting to their lips. She wipes it off with her thumb and smirks.

"And you are mine."

Her eyes sparkle with a neon blue hue, and so does Bakugou's. He feels... different. But it's a good different. Like he can see from her eyes. And feel what she feels. He feels connected to her on such a universal level, he can't explain it.

"We belong to each other, Bakugou. We always will; ever since the first year in UA. That will never change. Understand?"

"Y-yes. I understand."

She smiles as she kisses his cheeks. Her arms go around his neck and pulls him into a hug.

"I love you, my darling baby boy. I always will." She whispers in his ear. Bakugou's cheeks heat up. His lips form into a soft smile.

"I love you too." He mumbles into the crook of her neck.

Such bliss, such peace.

Peace within him, within his mind. Bakugou's so lucky to have some one like her in his life.

After about ten minutes of comfortable silence, she speaks up.

"Denki is with Jiro and Shinso anyway. He doesn't like me like that."

Bakugou jolts. "Wait, whAT"

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[ladylooch]

Green Devil with Nico Hischier

A/N: I’m feeling a lil angsty Nico RN. Like I love fluff, but I wanted a little bit of sass from him. 

This is part of What My World Spins Around AU. Catch the rest on my masterlist here.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warning: Swearing, jealousy, lil angsty, hinting at smut cause it’s me.

Tonight, I’m living.

Someone bought my coffee in line at the drive thru this morning. Nico is home, and my best friend from high school, Connor, is in town for work. I’ve been dying for Nico and Connor to meet since we started dating, but the timing never seemed to work until Connor texted me last week that he had some time on his next trip. Once I saw Nico was in town, I jumped at the offer.

“I’m really excited for you to meet Connor!” I bubble to Nico as we walk down the sidewalk towards a trendy, Tapas bar.

“Me too.” Nico responds as he wraps an arm around my shoulder. I shiver, clutching his side to try and suck some of the warmth from his body. “Remember I need to leave by 9 though. If you want to stay later, that’s cool with me.” He grasps the handle of the door, opening it for me to walk in. He gives my ass a discreet slap as I go in front of him. I toss a suggestive look over my shoulder that he receives while biting his lip.

If I wasn’t so caught up in myself, I would have taken note of the immediate change in Nico when Connor and I rush to embrace each other. Connor wraps me in a tight hug that causes me to miss the irked expression on Nico’s face about how close his hands are to my ass.

“You look incredible.” Connor smiles widely, taking me in from head to toe. I pose for a second as a joke while he keeps his hands on my hips.

“Find a NHL captain and you too can be this happy.” I turn to Nico who has pasted a polite smile on his face that doesn’t quiet meet his eyes.  “Babe, this is Connor. Connor, Nico.”

“Hey man, nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you.” Nico extends a hand. They shake firmly. Connor breaks first. 

“You too, man.” Connor juts his chin out in acknowledgment at Nico, then crosses his arms over his chest. “They’re just getting our table cleaned.”

“Oh, okay.” I nod. “So tell me all about Miami. I am dying to hear about your new condo.”

“Unreal views. You should come down next month. We can have a fun weekend together. Get wasted on expensive tequila like Cabo.”

“Oh my god, no.” I hide my face. 

“She legally cannot step foot in that resort again.” Connor says to Nico, snickering.

“Long story.” I shake my head, red tinging my cheeks. I’ve never told Nico about it because it’s still so cringy and embarrassing. Connor motions like he’s spewing vomiting. I slap his bicep to give him a warning. “Stop. Seriously.” 

Luckily, the host is ready to show us to our table. We spend the rest of the night chatting. Connor and I reminisce about our old high school friends we have lost touch with. We stalk their Facebook pages and Instagrams, laughing at how the more things change the more they stay the same in our hometown. Nico is quiet, but that’s normal with people he doesn’t know well. He seems to be content with fading into the background. At least I thought so.

“I think I’m going to head out.” Nico begins to put his jacket on as Connor and I look over the dessert drink menu. I turn to him, surprised. I check my Apple Watch, seeing it’s barely 8pm.

“Oh okay. Are you okay?” I ask, lowering my voice while I examining him for signs of distress. He seems fine. Maybe he’s just tired?

“Yep. Have a good night, baby.” He barely presses his lips to mine before he pulls away, leaving me with unsatisfied, puckered lips. He tells Connor it was great meeting him as he tosses a few hundred dollar bills on the table for the bill. When his body moves from beneath my fingers, I feel an uneasy chill from his absence. Something doesn’t feel right about this. Connor doesn’t notice and dives back into his persistence of me coming to visit him in Miami next month.

“Um…” I cut him off. “Sorry. I’ll be right back.” I say abruptly, grabbing my coat and purse before rushing to the front of the restaurant. The cold air blasts me, stealing my breath as I look to the left where Nico is about to turn into the parking lot.

“Nico.” I call after him, hustling to catch up with his long strides. “What is up with you?” I ask him breathlessly, reaching for his hand and pulling him to a stop. “And what was that kiss?” I wrinkle my nose in displeasure.

“I’m just tired. It’s been a long week.” His shoulders are rolled inwards as he talks to me, grimacing against the cold wind whipping down at us. I sigh, not liking the way he looks above my head.

“Neeks, you seem upset with me.”

“I’m not.” He shrugs, licking his lips and continuing to avoid eye contact. I cross my arms at his chilly attitude. A realization comes over me at the slight scowl on his face.

“Are you… jealous?” I ask with a small smile.

“No, just… have fun with your friend.” He scoffs, shoving his hands in his pockets. He looks away from me and down the street. I can see his jaw tense as he grits his teeth.

“Wow….” I trail off with a breezy laugh. I step closer, biting my bottom lip. “You look pretty green for red being your team’s color.” I set my hands on his hips, wrapping my arms around his back. I secure myself to him tightly, resting my chin on his chest so I’m looking up at his face. “Babe, look at me.” I soften my voice so he knows I’m done teasing. He licks his lips exasperatedly, then turns his sour, scrunched face to me. I raise my eyebrows, signaling I’m waiting.

“Fuck yeah I’m jealous.” He finally scoffs out. At least he wraps his hands around me, pushing me tighter to him.

“Why?” I can’t even begin to fathom why he feels that way. He’s the sweetest, handsomest, dreamiest man I have ever laid eyes on.  

“I feel like he knows you better than me. And I hate that.” I snort, leaning forward to press my forehead to his chest. Nico silently watches me when I pull back.

“Every one of those jokes and stories are from before you.” I pause, waiting for him to soften. When he doesn’t, I continue. “He knows nothing about me anymore. You’re my life now. Not high school football games and Applebee’s late night happy hour.”

“But Miami?” He rolls his eyes.

“I won’t go. It’s obviously bothering you, so it’s not worth it. You’re my priority.”

We stare at each other until Nico finally sighs, looking away at the busy street behind me. I get closer, onto my tip toes, then tenderly pressing my lips on his throat. People pass around us, the world continuing on as we hold each other. I work my mouth up to the nook of his shoulder and neck. I open my mouth a little more, sucking his skin into my mouth. His shoulders relax, head meeting mine as his hands grip my back tighter. I pull away just before I mark him, pressing my nose to the wet spot. I run my hand across his shoulder to the back of his neck and cradle his head. A heavy exhale from him ends our hug.

“Okay.”

“Will you come back with me?” 

“No, but you should stay. For real. Spend time with him… then come home to me.” His eyes darken with hunger as he brushes my hair behind my ear, holding my cheek. I watch as he closes his eyes, then leans down to capture our lips together. This is the kiss I needed from him earlier. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, running his tongue along the plumped skin. I’m intoxicated when we pull apart. I stare at the lapels of his jacket.

“Maybe… I wanna come home now.” He smirks at me as I pull my phone out and text Connor a quick lie. “I’m suddenly soooo sick.” Nico leans his head back to laugh towards the sky.

“Let’s go needy girl.”

[wannab-urs]

The Spreadsheet Digest - Fic Recs | Vol 7

Howdy, folks! It's time for this week's recap of what I read :)

As always, you can find the spreadsheet here, and you're always more than welcome to tag me in your fic if you'd like to be included. New and old fics both appreciated; anything from a drabble to a 400k word series is fine; and the only Pedro boy I don't really read is Pero Tovar.

Without further ado here are the fics I read this week and the unhinged ramblings of a madwoman (me) to substitute for a coherent recommendation.

One for the money, two for the show a Joel series by @cowgurrrl

Rockstar!Joel AU with such a sweet fake dating trope lead in and then the most delicious yummy angst. As your resident angst whore this was everything because it was so REAL and so fucking heartbreaking. And then the happy little hopeful ending and then all the drabbles and extras??? AH! My favorite part was the lil instagram stories i think <3

sharing is caring a Frankie/Santi one shot by @walkintotheriveranddisappear

Your friend Santi introduces you to his friend Frankie and uhhhh you guys go make a sandwich.

Only Lovers Left Alive a Joel series by @atinylittlepain

I love every single thing about this. Revenge. Vampires. Blood play kind of? Biting. Etc. This shit rocks.

Waiting Room a Joel one shot by @beskarandblasters

I fucking love what kel did with this song. The repetition of one for the road really fuckin got me too. Angst angst angst.

The Special One a Joel series by @toxicanonymity

What if a reluctant soulmates AU was also a vampire!Joel AU? It would be perfect, that's what. I'm loving vampire!joel rn anyway, but this was such a cool twist on it. Also his vibes in this are fucking immaculate

Copycat Killer a Joel series by @beskarandblasters

Bitch this is so good. Stalker!Reader x Rockstar Joel... fucking perfect. I love how they both kind of suck as human beings a little bit. And that blow job oh my GOD.

Sweet Creature a Dieter series by @wildemaven

I really really love how this story is going. The little town is so real to me and I love all the little places we get to see. The bookstore sounds like a DREAM. And I can't wait for Reader to bond with D over art ahhhhh.

Stitches a Din series by @djarinsbeskar

This fic is so fucking good dude. I love the set up for the whole thing and the reader character is really fuckin' cool. The like... 8 consecutive parts of incredible smut that continues to be genuinely interesting and really fucking hot even after like 200K words is extremely impressive. I'm also pretty sucked into the story and the way Medic is being interwoven into canon. Oh and the introspection we get from Din's POV is *chef's kiss*.... anyway pls god finish this story i need it

False God a Frankie series by @swiftispunk

Frankie asking for what he wants is so... yummy... especially when it's wanting to be your subby lil pussy eating king like... PLEASE. And his praise kink??? I am in Frankie heaven

102 a Frankie one shot by @tieronecrush

I fucking love this ahhhh. I felt so bad for Frankie but also their friendship is so cute??? I love the unrequited love//idiots to lovers trope

Safe in my Arms an Ezra one shot by @mishasminion360

Ezra struggling to adjust to having one less limb and me crying about it. This was so fucking good. The raw emotion he feels and reader's unwavering support... the realism in saying something that accidentally hurts his feelings and trying to take over tasks he might find difficult AGH. I love this so much

Leave Off Your Wandering a Joel series by @oonajaeadira

Adira, I fall in love with every single little world you create without fail. This is obviously no exception. Your sheep ranch is a dream. The way you build up this backstory with the Roostlings and the friendship with Tommy and Maria and just all these extra little details you take the time to flesh out and weave into the story... makes my heart sing, friend. I adore this <3

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Name a Javi P one shot by @joelscruff

Consent a Dieter series by @fuckyeahdindjarin

Whiskey, Dark and Deep a Jack one shot by @prolix-yuy

Stay on the Screenplay a Dieter series by jazzelsaur (ao3)

A Safe Haven a Joel series by @joelsgreys

Psychomanteum a Dieter series by @whatsnewalycat

In Name Only an Oberyn series by @forever-rogue

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Happy Reading

[goldenhypen]

Idk if your requests are open but if they are could you write where Jay’s s/o watched the new concept trailer & they’re jealous of that girl😭like even tho they’re dating cuz who is this girl that’s against your chest & putting her lips on his neck

hey bestie :> i’m so sorry to tell you but reqs are actually closed rn 😭 i’m in love w this concept tho and this was def an idea i was already thinking of while watching the trailer so here’s a mini scenario just for you <3

“jay!” you screeched from the living room, phone in hand and jaw hanging so wide open, you were surprised it wasn’t down on the floor.

your boyfriend ran into view, a visible look of panic on his face, “what’s wrong, honey?”

“you never told me about this scene when you filmed the trailer!” you exclaimed half-offended, showing him the paused screen with a girl you didn’t know, her head tucked into your boyfriend’s neck, and from what you could tell, her lips were probably sucking at the skin!

backing up a bit, jay just chuckled, grabbing your wrist to sit you down again.

inhaling one big breath into his lungs before letting out a heavy sigh, he turned to you with a smirk, “you jealous?”

“pfft-” you let out, staring at him. “of course i am! i’m your girlfriend, therefore i believe i have the right to be! i should be the only one laying myself on your chest and pressing my lips to your neck,” you finished, turning your head away from your boyfriend dramatically with a huff.

you heard another chuckle elicit from jay.

“what are you laughing for?” you said, still upset.

“you know how cute you are whenever you get jealous?” he started, causing you to furrow your brows as his words made you start to think. he continued, “i feel like i’m basically falling in love with you all over again, honey.”

you gave him a blank stare.

“don’t tell me you were waiting for me to watch this first without you telling me about her just because you like seeing me jealous...”

“welp, guilty as charged. what can we do about it? the past is in the past now, yeah?” he said as he began standing up, turning to look down and face you. “and don’t worry. the angle just made it look like her lips were on me, when in reality, she wasn’t even that close. so don’t worry, my love. nothing to worry about.”

you stood up to better meet his eyes before speaking, “okay, well… good then. as she should.”

with a moment of silence and staring into each other’s eyes, not knowing what to say after wrongly accusing him, you began walking away past him.

but before you could get away, you felt yourself being held back when you noticed jay’s hand holding your wrist.

and without having time to process it, you were already being pulled into his chest, his eyes looking into yours with a smirk on his lips before he dove in, kissing you softly.

oh, how he loved seeing you jealous.

[fanvoidkeith]

sooooo i may have. spent my day binge watching dungeon meshi and here are my Opinions, having never read the manga ever (very MINOR ANIME SPOILERS ahead! nothing too in-depth but, y'know, for laughs):

laios is my autistic blorbo son boy and i love him and i want him to be happy. go find your sister, dude, but also eat monsters for fun and research reasons. this is the one context where i would say "eat monsters" like... ever

laios is also 1,000 percent a freak for wanting to eat monsters and study them the way he does. absolutely insane man. stop trying to be a martyr, you dumbass, and also stop poisoning yourself. both of these opinions coexist at the same time and i don't know how to feel about it because feelings (and social cues) are difficult

marcille is a lady who is so so SO smart and cool, but has absolutely ZERO street smarts. (babygirl you are JUST like me, except for the whole "being a woman" thing.) she's a "gifted" kid who now has burnout and needs to feel useful or else she feels like a failure constantly kinda girlie. she doesn't want to be abandoned. relatable. i'm concerned at how much i relate to her. stop being so relatable, dammit!!

chilchuck is INCREDIBLY emotionally constipated. lmao. he also has chronic young-forever face, which means he probably gets mistaken for a twelve-to-sixteen-year-old constantly, which... same, dude, same. i've heard (from the manga readers) that he's divorced with several children, but i don't know if that's true. i hope it is. i really want that to be where part of his issues come from. i want more angsty moments with his character. he'll be my new emotional punching bag when i finish all those other unrelated one-shots i'm planning on writing :)

senshi is a sweet man who just wants to feed and protect his new friends. i think food and acts of service are his love languages. he has a really fuckin' strong pot and knife for some reason lmao

i love falin. she's kind of a freak too, but she knows social cues better than her brother from what i can tell. sure hope nothing bad happens to her- oh gods. well, i sure hope nothing ELSE bad happens to her- OH GODS OH FUCK-

uhhhh. i like that the kobolds in this anime are dog-people. i love dogs. dogs are cool. very cute. 12/10 decision honestly

this anime made me so hungry but i still forgot to eat for most of today. rip. the food in dungeon meshi looks goddamn delicious though, so it's fine

sometimes these characters act just like a D&D party would. like. damn. this is just like that ONE TIME in dungeons and dragons when our party did [X action] and then [Y consequences] happened-

oh my goddddddssss there's ECOSYSTEMS IN THE DUNGEONS??? DUDE I LOVE THAT. CRAZY CONCEPT. FUCKING LOVE THAT. ADVENTURERS AND MONSTERS AND CREATURES (and senshi, who is his own category) ARE PART OF AN ECOSYSTEM. I'M CLIMBING UP THE WALLS AND GOING INSANE RN

oooohhhh shit politics. oh shit background politics that our main characters ignored. no wonder they focused on this other party lol

OH SHIT OTHER CHARACTERS FROM THEIR BACKSTORIES RRRRRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

oh yeah i guess this is about whoever gets the big treasure at the bottom of the dungeon or whatever if they defeat the Big Bad or something? okay dude. it's only relevant to me when it's relevant to my New Blorbos honestly. but i WILL jot that down though :eyes emoji:

look. i am NOT calling it "delicious in dungeon". i KNOW that's the creator's intended english translation, but personally i think that title sucks. so DUNGEON MESHI it is, for me personally

PLEASE give me the second season right now i need MORE. i'm slurping up this show like soup and i'm fucking HOMGRY!!!

okay that's it that you for comjng to my ted talk

[5am-mist]

angst with bellie bel

Strangers.

°pairing°> bella ramsey x reader

°summary°> you can't help but get excited when Bella says he has something to tell you. Only to get your heart crushed moments later.

°requested°> yess!

~°A/N°~

i am still working on your requests so please don't sorry if i haven't posted your req yet! Also sorry if this sucks im still not feeling well but i felt bad leaving your guys' requests for so long and i didn't want anyone ro get mad at me lol. so i wasn't sure what direction to take this in and i lowkey suck at writing angst but i hope you like it! I used he/him pronouns for Bella! thank youuu for the request love you<33

You and Bella had been best friends for a while now. You used to do everything together, go everywhere together. Recently though you two had been growing distant and it killed you. You loved him far more than a best friend should and you knew that.

Bella had been out of country for filming and in the beginning it was like it always was. Facetiming every night, messaging you whenever he was on break and constantly updating you on his plans. You remember the late nights where he'd tell you how filming was and about his new cast members.

With time however that seemed to stop. No more factimes or messages and when you'd reach out you were always met with a "im busy rn" or "maybe later" only to never hear back from him.

You were upset and angry to say the least. You just wanted an explanation as to why suddenly your best friend was no longer making an effort to talk to you. It was the day Bella flew back home. You marked it on your calander back when he originally flew over.

You stared at your phone re-reading Bella's text over and over again. "hey can i come over? i need to tell you something really important." you cursed yourself for getting excited, for thinking he was going to tell you how sorry he was for shutting you out. Were you really gonna let him come over after he practically ignored you for months on end? Yes, you were.

"sure." You thought about typing something more, anything more but at the same time you felt he didn't deserve it. It wasn't long before he showed up.

You let him in and closed the door behind you, he made a bee line for the couch but you stayed standing. "You're not going to sit?" he sounded confused.

"No, I'm fine standing. What did you want to tell me again?" you urged him. "Straight to point are we? Uh..well I'm not sure how to say this but i uh got a girlfriend. Macy, you remember her?" you were crushed to say the least and all you wanted to do was cry.

Of all the people aswell. It had to be Macy, the Macy that Bella used to talk about on facetime with you, the Macy Bella had been working with for these past months, the Macy you never actually got to meet. "oh. yea i remember her." the pain was evident in your voice and tears were pricking your eyes.

You see, at this point you weren't even that upset that Bella had a girlfriend no, you were upset that Bella had been shutting you out and practically ignoring you all this time because of her.

"What? What's the matter?" he demanded. Not a hint of concern in his voice. "I just, i don't know what to say Bella" you weren't lying you really didn't know what to say to him. "Oh i don't know maybe a I'm happy for you would do?" he stood up at this point and you could tell he was getting agitated.

"I can't. I can't say that I'm happy for you that would just be lying." your voice wavered. "Why can't you just be happy for me then? Your my friend thats what you're supposed to do." Appalled was what you were.

"So we're gonna play that game huh? Alright, friends don't randomly stop calling each other. Friends don't dismiss each other when they're very clearly trying to reach out. Friends don't leave the country and essentially cut you out like you were never even that important. Im so sorry i can't be happy for you. Im so very sorry that all those nights you were having fun in a different country with your girlfriend i was here in my apartment trying to find out what i did that was so wrong it pushed my best friend and love of my life to the point where he no longer wanted to talk to me."

You aggressively wiped away your tears waiting for him to respond. "oh. i didn't-" you cut him off before he could even finish. "just leave Bella. Im tired. I have been waiting months for you and now you're back and i never wanna see you again. I don't want your petty fucking excuses and i don't want your half assed apology and if you're expecting an apology you wont be getting one so i suggest you just go."

He looked at you with regret evident on his face. A part of you begged for you to apologize, to make thigs right again but it had already been done. You couldn't take back what was said. He stopped for a moment as if he were going to say something but decided against it and walked past you towards the door. You didn't bother turning around, you almost couldn't. "Goodbye."

One word. It shouldn't have hurt as much as it did. You knew that one word was the last word you'd ever hear from Bella and you hated it. You thought about stopping him. You thought about calling him. You thought about how things would be if you had just put on a fake facade for that one conversation but at the end of the day you didn't. You didn't call him. You didn't stop him and you didn't act happy for him that day.

You two were strangers now. Strangers with a backstory. Strangers who'd stay up all night wondering what your life would be like if you were still friends.

[haiseovo]

DABIXFEM!READER

yall dont come for me with my inconsistencies please i am literally not having a baja blast rn

but you know what i am having? too many thoughts, as usual

warnings: NSFW MINORS DNI, PiV sex, f!receiving oral, overstim if you look hard enough, i am sleep deprived lol not proofread im so sorry-

Dabi, who could care less for the lives of others. who kills without thinking twice about it and had never had a single person he would worry about, not even himself. that is, until he meets you. sweet, soft, but feisty. he was whipped from the moment you glared at him because he was staring too hard. and the moment you gave in and let him have you, he gave you everything he had.

he is a man of few words, believing actions were more important anyways. so although he never told you he loved you, you could tell. it was in the warm baths waiting for you at home after a long day, or the (most likely stolen) flowers that sat on your kitchen counter at least once a week. it was in the kisses to the bridge of your nose in the morning or his hand that always found your waist whenever you both were out running errands together.

Dabi shows his love in letting you in, seeing him for all he is. the monster he sees himself as when he turns his enemies into nothing but ash. he shows his love when he tells you his real name with a grimace, the letters seeming to burn him like acid. but when you repeat it. "Touya.." it sounds so sweet, so right coming from your lips. its like you covered the two syllables in honey and sugar for him, dripping with the sticky goodness for him and only him to indulge in.

he shows his love in private, as he pins you to your couch in your living room, mismatches lips peppering all over your skin, soft and gentle at first, slowly progressing into deep passionate bites and sucks on your soft flesh, turning the skin a deep purple to match his burns in a much nicer way. he shows his love in the way he tears your clothes off of your body like they are offending him with their presence, and they are. how dare the measly pieces of fabric hide the body of the only girl he will ever love.

he shows his love as he dives between your folds, large hands warm as they borderline engulf your thighs in his hold, thumb rubbing soothing circles as he laps and sucks on your sensitive clit. he moans at your taste, almost instantly intoxicated by you. he spreads you open further to leave long licks from your hole up to your clit, a deep sigh leaving his nose as you tremble beneath him. he buries his tongue deep in your soaking hole, pushing it in and out of you as one of his thumbs keeps your little bud sensitive. he doesnt stop until you've given him everything you can, shaking and crying beneath him.

Dabi shows his love in every thrust of his hips, slowing sinking into you, sadistic smile on his pretty face as he watches your eyes roll back. his eyebrows pinch together as he mockingly fakes a look of sympathy.

"i-its too big"

'i know baby, i know. you can take it for me, cant you? yeah, just like that, good girl."

he doesnt stop fucking into your weeping and abused pussy, just barely holding himself over you on his forearms. he keeps your mouth occupied, sucking on your tongue, biting and nibbling on your pouty bottom lip, prying it open so he can spit in it. the room is filled with the sounds of your high pitched and whiny moans, and the sound of his cock slamming into you. his fingers are laced with yours, holding one of your arms above your head as his other hand holds your thigh to his hip, keeping you nice and open for him each time you cum.

you're reaching that peak again, writhing beneath your raven haired boyfriend, hips weakly trying to meet his forceful thrusts in a pathetic attempt to reach that high, only earning a soft chuckle.

"you close baby? yeah?" "y-yea- oh fuck Touya, please! wanna cum for you! please-ah-pleasepleaseplease-" "shh doll, go ahead." he angled his hips to hit that sweet spot inside of you, reaching between your legs to rub tight circles on your clit. he barely parts himself from your lips, leaving just a hair between you both as his hips thrust into your harder. your eyes roll back slightly and he breathes in every moan you let out, clenching around him so tights you've got him on edge. "fuck doll, just like that, squeezing my cock so good. cum on my cock, c'mon, cum for me." his words send you over edge, your back arching against him, pressing your chest to his, your vision going white as you cum, a creamy white ring decorating the base of your lovers dick so prettily. Dabi is quick to follow you over the edge, holding you down and fucking you through your high and into his, spilling himself deep inside your warmth, filling you up and fucking his essence right back into you, his hips slowly coming to a stop. he keeps himself situated in you as he leaves sloppy kisses up the hollow of your throat, bringing you back to him.

he shows his love when he slowly pulls out, picking you up anc carrying you to the bathroom to clean you up, your brain too fucked out to think for the rest of the night. he shows his love with the hot shower and hoodie he lets you use to sleep. shows his love when he tucks you in and pulls you close, mumbling a quiet 'did so good for me' into your damp hair, letting you fall asleep.

[turcott3]

you make loving you easy

kirby dach x fem!reader

warnings: one curse word, fluff

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watching kirby crash into the bench before leaving to the locker room limping was the last thing i wanted to see. immediately, i stand up out of my seat, gather my belongings and rush up the stairs to the exit, knowing i can’t go down to the locker room during the game, trying to remain calm at the fact i can’t be at his side right now

y/n: i’m headed out to my car ik i can’t go down there rn, please call me when you’re showered and dressed so i can take you home.

i didn’t expect nor need a response because he was coming home with me regardless. i finally reach my car, frantically unlocking the door as i feel the tears well up in my eyes. what if it’s bad? what if he changes because he can’t play? what if he pushes me away? these questions and more constantly swirling through my head until it finally all came flooding out. a few moments later my phone starts buzzing in my pocket, panicking and scramble to pull it out and answer seeing kirby’s name across the screen.

“he-hello?”

“y/n?”

“yes hi kirby.”

“if you want to come down here please do. i can’t leave until the game is over and i asked them to let you down here.”

“ok im on my way.” not even thinking to wipe my tears on the way back down to the locker room, as if they stopped. i walk through the door to see kirby on a sports medicine table with his leg out straight in front of him.

“kirby.” i say, starting to cry more as i get closer.

“oh baby, why are you crying?” he giggles, hugging me tightly.

“i’m just worried about you.” i say pulling away. he brings his hand to my cheeks and wipes my tears with his thumbs, smiling at me.

“y/n i’m going to be ok, i know i will.” he says placing both of his hands on my cheeks and kissing the tip of my nose.

“how can you be sure?”

“i can’t be sure about my knee, but as long as i’m with you i’m always ok.” he replies and i smile warmly at him. kirby always had a way of making my heart flutter and my stomach fill with butterflies, even in such a terrible unknown situation.

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it’s been about two weeks since kirby’s last game. the trainer has yet to clear him to play and i’ve never seen him so unrestful.

“i feel fine i just wanna play.” kirby stresses again.

“i know honey, i know.” i cooed in his ear while i stroke the hair on the back of his head gently. the last two weeks have been rough on him. his positivity quickly vanished in a few short days. he’s been unmotivated and is so beyond eager to get back on the ice.

“i’m just gonna show up at this point.”

“baby you know you can’t.”

“well it’s worth a shot. what else am i supposed to do?” he says as i see his eyes fill with tears for the first time in these two weeks.

“no kirby don’t cry.” i say sitting up on my knees, cradling his head to my chest allowing him to let his tears fall. i’d never seen him in such a fragile state and it broke my heart.

“why did this have to happen to me?” he squeaks out quietly.

“it shouldn’t have and i feel horrible that i can’t do anything to help you.” i reply.

“i can skate i know i can. i need them to let me.”

“they are obviously going to play it safe kirbs. they don’t want to put one of their best players at risk. you are so valuable. they need you to be one hundred percent. even if you feel like you are, you may not be there yet. and plus you get to spend time with me.” i say trying to crack him.

“you’re right it just sucks not being with the guys and playing with them. like of course i love spending time with you, i could spend every waking moment of my life with you but i do miss being around them and fucking around in practice you know?” he replies placing a hand on the arm wrapped under his chin.

“i understand how you’re feeling and your feelings are perfectly valid my love. i love you kirby, so much.”

“i love you y/n.” he replies as we lay back and he stays cuddled to my chest as i twist his hair gently in between my fingers. loving kirby was the easiest task god could’ve ever given me. i’ve never met someone who loves so deeply.

“hey baby?”

“yes kirby?”

“what’s for dinner?” i hear him laugh and i slap him on the back.

“we’re having a moment kirby give me two seconds of this moment and then we’ll talk about dinner ok?” i laugh.

“i mean i was hoping you would say you were dinner but i mean that works too i guess.” he giggles as i roll my eyes.

“you’re lucky i love you kirby.”

“and i couldn’t be more honored.” he smiles, grabbing my chin, pulling me into a gentle kiss.

…..ok maybe i am for dinner tonight.

[miseries-mistress]

PLEASE | CASSIAN ANDOR

Synopsis: You were beyond enraged, the feeling poisonously filling your chest, expanding and reaching into the far stretches of your mind until you're consumed by it. Cassian lied. It's not like he hasn't done it practically thousands of times but never to you, never to you. That was the promise he made, the only promise he made, and he just broke it. 

Warnings: brief mention of the reader being female, MAJOR EP 2 SPOILERS, angst, all angst, absolutely zero fluff, more angst, did i say angst? oh yeah, don't forget angst. W/C: 1410

Notes: in honor of the andor series, i wanted to write something about this fine ass man. keep in mind i am also very sick rn so don't expect too much. reposting this shit

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"What's this?" You slam the holopad on the table, fuming while Cassian flinches. Physically flinches. You look almost delighted at the reaction you elicited from him.

"What is this?" you spit out, and his gaze darts around each corner of the room like he's afraid of an onlooker in your own home. He doesn't need to look at it to know precisely what you are talking about; a product of just receiving the information from his mother and Bee. Cassian knew very well that he messed up by exposing his true origin but never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that you would find out about who he really was like this. 

"How did you find that?" He resists the urge to step back when your fury seems to double, but you don't lash out. Instead, you turn to a piercing rage, one that petrifies him and breaks him more proficiently than any white-hot rage ever could. What makes it worse is he was planning on telling you. His past was something he never wanted to hide from you, and while he had his reservations at first about letting you into his life, you seemed to worm your way into it and, in the process, his abandoned heart. As time passed, he got used to having someone else by his side, someone he could simultaneously love and trust unconditionally. It took a weight he didn't know he was carrying off his sagging shoulders, but there was one thing, one thing that hung over his head like a dark cloud, his past. 

He admired how you never pushed him to open up about it, willing to be there when he was ready to share despite the questions that would arise when you caught him talking to Bix either about dealings in the past that involved him with numerous things that linked to it or mentions of it. But today, his luck had run out, and he was here to face the callous, cruel fist of reality he tried so desperately to hide from.

"Bix told me," you seethe, gripping the pad a bit tighter. "She was surprised I didn't know."

Of all the ways you could have found out, that was for sure the least desirable. Hearing the news, as crucial as this is, from another person is one of the worst ways you could learn it because it suggests either a lack of trust or faith. Which is entirely false. Cassian trusted you implicitly with every fiber of his being, and it wasn't a lack of confidence that brought this on. It was his own complacent mindset that he assumed he would tell you when he deemed the time right, not when his life had been flipped upside down. As you turned your icy glare upon him, he felt a piece of his heart rupture. 

"She also mentioned," you grit your teeth together, your eyes failing to meet his, "that I'm the first woman you've never told about your past."

He sucked in a breath, silently cursing Bix. Fuck. 

"You're the first person I've ever been truly serious about–"

"Bullshit Cassian! Why didn't you tell me?!" you exclaim, but your words are deadly, and Cassian would have to be a fool not to realize that. This was dangerous territory he was trekking in. One wrong move, and– well, he would rather not think about it, for the pain of it would be too great to bear. 

"I was planning to tell you, if that matters."

"When were you going to tell me?! When you were on the run?! When it benefited you?!"

"That's not true," he reached out, attempting to place his hand on your shoulder, a calming gesture you were fond of, but you slapped his hand away. The cracks grew wider, slowly chipping away at his reality and his attachment to it.

"Damnit, Cassian, do you not trust me?!"

"I trust you with my life–" he's stumbling over his sentences now, his craft for talking his way out of situations failing him when he needed it the most.

"Obviously not," you scoff. You move to turn away, but an iron grasp pulls you forward and into Cassian's chest. You place your hand against it, desperately trying to ignore the feeling of stiff muscles beneath his clothing as you push away. Cassian doesn't relent, maintaining his steel hold while you fruitlessly struggle against him. 

"Let go of me," you warn, giving an experimental tug, but to no avail, as you don't budge.

"Let me explain."

"That's rich coming from you."

"Please." Your breath catches in your throat at the utter desperation in his voice while Cassian's mind runs a mile per minute. All he's consumed with is the thought of not losing you. He can't imagine living in a world where you resent him after he opened his heart to feel after years of repressing emotion after emotion. Instead, he feels the cracks in his heart widen, chunks breaking off and slowly breaking him as well. 

"I've wanted to tell you. I've wanted to tell you for a long time. I've just never found the right moment."

"Then why does Bix know, hmm?" Now that was a far trickier question to answer, one which opened doors to parts of his soul he's closed off to the outer world. The answer was far too complex for such a simple question. 

You mistake his silence as his answer and scoff, yanking your arm from his limp grasp, the faintest touches of his skin leaving a phantom imprint on your own. 

"You're unbelievable." Another crack, this time it splits, creating more crevices, more pieces he's afraid he will be left to pick up alone. 

"Don't go." He sounds pathetic. He knows it, and so do you. 

"Trust goes both ways, and you've just lost mine." 

Shatter. 

Cassian's heart fucking shatters into a thousand minuscule pieces. Why can't he stop you, the only real good in his miserable, horrible excuse of a life, from leaving? Why can't he explain?

Logically he knows both of your emotions are running high, and your responses are feeding into each other's emotions, making them spiral out of control. 

Trust goes both ways, and you've just lost mine. Your words rang loudly like an endless song of suffering orchestrated just for him. 

You storm to the front door, not to your room like you do whenever you get into an argument, but to the door. You yank your coat off the rack, shrugging it over your shoulders without sparing Cassian a glimpse. In the midst of the climax of your relationship, he can't help but long for your soft eyes, filled with unbridled love while holding their own untamed, wild passion that he often found within himself instead of the darkness and rage that clouded them over. He yearned for the warmth of your touch, your partially calloused hands running over his scared skin while bringing out a vulnerability he didn't know he possessed. He just wanted whatever you would give him, addicted to your smile, smell, and love so much, so it blinded him. 

Cassian knows this is his only chance to explain, to get down on his knees and beg for forgiveness, but he can't move, think, or feel anything. It's all the same void of nothingness penetrating his senses.

The door opens. 

Cassian feels like you're stepping on the shards of his heart, breaking them further to a point he feels is no return. 

"Please," a last desperate beg. All Cassian wants is to take you into his arms and wrap them around you, explaining everything before you become a whisp in the wind. 

Please.

The door shuts.

[canonically47]

I’m so glad someone else has the same opinions about Disventure camp rn, I want to like it and be invested SO badly bc its insanely impressive for what it is, but they just.. keep fucking up all the characters so badly. They introduce interesting ideas or dynamics that are immediately dropped, and some of the characterization makes no sense to me (that is NOT Tom and Ellie wtf !!), and ofc they have to keep ruining every single romantic relationship for some reason?? I don’t really care about any of them outside of maybe 2, but the fact that they keep doing it just pisses me off. Jaiden was a rocky road until the LAST episode of s2, Connor and Riya seems to be over for good, Huntessally and especially just Hunter and Ally was a huge mess, Tomjake is. Tomjake. Trevek has a weird love triangle plot, and they’re clearly going to ruin Gabellie next bc Ellie is almost cartoonishly evil this season. (Not counting Will and Ashley or Kai and Maggy bc they have like 1 minute of screen time)

And the other relationships aren’t safe either!! Fiore and Alec barely got focus and now she’s gone, Miriam only talked to Tom like one time and didn’t talk much with Jake either, they seemed to forget about Gabby and Tom being friends until like episode 5, Ally and Connor never interacted, etc. Tom and Aiden are rlly the only friendship that’s getting a lot of focus, and I have mixed feelings on them bc they’re fun together but I wanted to see Aiden on his own a bit after Lake and James were eliminated. Now he’s just Tom’s friend instead. Same with Tess having at least half of her screen time being about Hunter and Ally even though she’s only talked to both of them once each outside of episode 1. These characters could be so interesting if you stopped sticking them to other people!!

I know we’re only like a third ish of the way through the season so I feel a bit bad for ranting so much, but seeing how it turned out previously I have doubts that they can turn it around. Which sucks bc when it’s good it’s GOOD!! I loved episode 6!! But they keep making such annoying choices for all of the characters that it’s hard to stay interested. At this point I’m rlly only invested in seeing Gretts arc and how the villain alliance will turn out. Sorry for yapping so much I had a lot to say LMAO

i am 100% with you on all of this! you worded this perfectly! i want to be invested, i just can’t because they fuck everything up. alec and fiore pissed me off so much! they villainize ellie too much! we got trevek confirmation and it’s just bitter, no sign of sweet! everything sucks!!!

they took everything good about every season and ruined it in said seasons. oh you like the polycule? yeah theyre not actually a polycule and they fucking suck. oh you like alec and fiore? fiore will betray alec and will never give him reasoning why. oh you like tomjake? LMFAOAOAOAOAOAO

like!!! come onnn give me some meat not just a bone to chew on!!!!!!!

i am very much interested in grett’s arc rn as well, i hope they don’t ruin her and they give yul the ending he deserves (a bad one)

[ipegchangbin]

HOLY SHIT Z WHAT THE HELL⁉️⁉️😟😟🤯🤯

NEVER HAVE I EVER READ A FIC THAT MADE MY PUSSY THROB THAT MUCH‼️‼️🤭🙁🥵🥵😳😳😱😱😱

I READ THAT THING LIKE FIVE 5️⃣🖐️🤯 TIMES AND TMI BUT I GOT OFF ON IT TOO BC DAMN WAS THAT GOOD😝😝😋😩😫‼️💕🙏💕

I WOOOOUULLDD DO LIKR A WHOLE ANALYSIS (hehe analysis 😼😼🤭😛) BUT UMMMM UR GIRL IS HIGHKEY ASS AT WORDS‼️‼️😥😰😱😭😫 LIKE POOKIE‼️😫 I LITERALLY FAILED ALL OF MY ENGLISH CLASSES BACK IN HIGHSCHOOL😀😀😀😀⁉️⁉️⁉️BUT AAAANNNYWAYS WHAY YHE HELL Z 😱😱🤯🤯

THE WRITING IS LITERALLY SO AMAZING🤩😍😝😋😋😋

WHY⁉️⁉️😡😡

WHO GAVE U THE MF RIGHT TO WRITE THIS GOOD😡⁉️⁉️⁉️😡🤬🤬😡🤬🤬😾

BUT FR POOKIE WHAT DO U PUT IN YOUR FICS BC🥴🥴🤤🤤🤤😵‍💫😵‍💫😵😵‍💫😵‼️‼️‼️

THERES BARELY ANY BOYPUSSY FICS OUT THERE WHICH IS DEVASTATING 🤬🤬🤬😓😢😩😫😡🤬

UR MY SAVIOR Z‼️‼️🥹🥹🙌💕

ALSO YOUR ART OF BOYPUSSY HANNIE IS SO FUCKINF DELICIOUS LIKE I OPENED THAT LINK AND ZOOMED RIGHT ON THAT PUSSY AND I FUCKING DROOLED‼️‼️🥴🤧🤤🤤🤤💦💦 GUESS WHO TOUCHED HERSELF WHEN SHE SAW IT❓❓❓THATS RIGJT‼️‼️ ME😻☝️💕💕💦 I NEED MY MF MOUUUTYHH ON THAT JUICY MF PUSSSAAYYYYYY‼️‼️‼️🙏🙏😫😝👅💦

READER IS MUCH BETTER THAN ME🙌🙌🤧🤧 CAUSE IF IT WERE ME I WOULD’VE PUT THAT VIBRATOR IN HIM AND ATE THAT MF PUSSY OOOUUTTT AND SUCKED THE LIFE OUTTA THAT CLIT😝😝😛😋😋🙏🙏🙏 RIGHT AFTER HE SQUIRTED LIKE IM FR GONNA MAKE HIM SQUIRT AGAIN BUT THIS TIME IN MY MOUTH 😋😛😛😜💦💦🤪😍😍😍LIKE THIS TONGUE IS GONNA FUCKING ABUSE THAT ALREADY ABUSED CLIT EVEN MORE 👅👅💦💦‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️DID I MENTION I LOVE CLITS❓❓❓ IF NOT THEN I WILL NOW‼️‼️‼️ I LOVE CLITS‼️🙌😋 CLITS ARE SO FUCKING AMAZING‼️‼️😍😍😜😫🙌 EVERY TIME I SEE SOMETHING ABT STIMULATING A CLIT IM IMMEDIATELY BRICKED 🧱🧱🧱 UP⬆️☝️🆙👆CAUSE IF IT WERE ME I WOULDVE TIED SUNGIE UP WITH A VIBRATOR TO HIS CLIT AND LEAVE HIM THERE FOR HOOOUURRRSSS‼️♾️😝😛😫☝️😋💦 I WOULD SPEND THE WHHOLE MF DAY ON THAT DELICIOUS CLIT ‼️‼️😍😛😋🙌👅💦😽👉👌OH MY GOD I SOUND GAY ASF BUT IDC BC ITS PUSSY‼️‼️😻🫰WHO DOESNT LOVE PUSSY⁉️⁉️⁉️😾😾I LOVE PUSSY‼️‼️‼️😛😛👅😻😽🙌 I WOULD EAT HANNIES PUSSY OUT ALL DAY ALL WEEK ALL MONTH ALL YEAR ALL CENTURY‼️‼️‼️‼️😝😜😜😽 THAT PUSSY IS SO MF JUICY💦💦 WND DELICIOUS AND IS BEGGING TO GET TOUCHED‼️‼️🙌👉👌😋

anyways pookie keep up the good work, amazing writing as always!! <3 🥰🥰💕 (definitely not rereading it for the fifth time and getting off on it…nooooo definitely not… ☺️☺️)

OH YM GOD i just logged in and this is the first thing i see 😭 I FUCKING SEE U ANON‼️ u are very seen

ANON I LOVE U SO MUCH MORE WTF THE AMOUNT OF PRAISE THAT U POURED OVER THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭�� HAS BOYPUSSY BROKEN US BECAUSE IT SEEMS AS THOUGH IT HAS 😭😭😭 GOOD LORD and to think that this was supposedly just a private gift but mei is kind and i was able to post it … NOW IM SO GLAD I SHARED IT BC U HAVE FOOD TO EAT MY DEAREST ANON 😁

“ure my savior” yo…yo dont perceive me as messiah itll inflate the shit out of my ego /j and give me impostor syndrome /hj BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS gosh i cldnt stop giggling u made my day with these compliments like im just Some Guy but because of ur words i am now Some *Happy* Guy

and omg! URE RIGHT MAYBE SHOVING THE VIBE IN AND EATING HANNIES PRETTY BOY CLIT OUT WOULDVE BEEN SO GOOD…but then again…TEASING THE BOY JUST FEELS SATISFYING ‼️‼️ i love hannie and his clit actually i love pussy in general i wish i had boypussy especially boyclit in my mouth rn (in a non sexual casual way) (which was what reader intended) (until y/n and han both went CRAZY)

i wont lie this ask gave me massive eye strain from the emojis /pos like that brings me joy ?! its an impressive thought to know that somebody out there is losing their mind over silly words i wrote and a few lines that i drew. CRAZYYYY thats crazy?!!!

ill keep this entire ask, print it into a booklet form, and reread it as if its a mini prayer guide. i cant anon ure so silly and precious HAHAHAH hope u have the nicest day always!