#i felt like writing but couldnt find the energy

[asphodelpoetry]

there is little light

that doesn’t grace you.

two universal ends,

one red string to tie

before we become bound

to the earth above

and dreams below

lovely as the wind that blows

your hair knots and tangles;

breathe easy, dear,

as there is little light

that doesn’t kiss the tips of your soul

sand covers my eyes, seared into glass

when your rays find my dreaming soul

burning, exploding, faintly loved

my strings tie me to you.

to your gaze, your glow

hair tangling in chilly wind,

warmth pouring over you

breathe easy, my love,

as there is little light

that holds your life tight,

but doesn’t burn me to glass

[imwetforyourmom]

fic based off numb to the feeling chase Atlantic?!

numb to the feeling

summary: matt hasnt been feeling many things lately. feeling numb. he desperately wants to feel something.. anything.

warnings: numbness feeling mentioned (?), marijuana, smut, dick riding, rough sex, switch!matt, creampie, unprotected sex (dont be silly, get on the pill)

a/n: IM BACK FROM MY BREAKKK

(if you dont like how I’ve written it or want it in a different way do not hesitate to ask me to re write it!!)

not proofread

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matt hasnt felt like himself in days—weeks. he hasnt felt anything, happiness, anger, or even anxiety.

hes felt numb. and god does he hate it. he wants to feel something, he needs to feel something. so, hes turned to drugs, weed. but nothing further than that, sure he wants to feel something but he doesnt want to go too far. I mean, who would?

even when his girlfriend comes over with an overbearing grin on her face he cant find it in himself to match her energy. he cant find the him in himself to bring a smile to his lips, to bring the sounds of pure laughter from his body.

so here he finds himself, sitting outside on his porch, smoking a blunt. he sits deep in the chair, his back leant far into it, his legs manspread and his fingers spread with a j between his pointer and middle.

the strong scent lingers in the air, the sweet yet so musky smell so familiar to matt, its like a comforting thing. like a blanket on his shoulders, warming him in a cold storm. where its the only thing he can go to, after finding himself alone and in crave of something, anything.

the weed makes him feel things, it comforts him. its the only thing that can make him feel things, hes found it and deemed it his safe space. or his go-to.

he brings the blunt to his lips, inhaling the drug, letting it pass through his throat and into his lungs, holding it there before slowly exhaling it out his nose. then pulling the blunt from between his lips. the inhale of the blunt already coursing through his veins, and was he in for it. the effects of the weed were slow and sure to make their mark soon.. just not now. as this had only been the first ten or so minutes of his session.

he rests his forearm on the arm of the chair, leaning his head back and closing his eyes momentarily. letting everything sink in. the tingling sensation of the weed overtaking his senses, the cold, refreshing breath of air going through his nose becoming all that he could physically feel, the bitterness of the cold air fanning against his skin, the warmth of the blunt between his fingers reminding him this is all real, that he isnt dreaming of this phenomenal feeling, a feeling he could feel.

he opens his eyes once again, letting the blurriness of his eyes adjusting to the newfound light disappear as he takes in his surrounding. the trees lightly swaying along with the wind. the sky a white-ish grey, as if it was questioning what it wanted to be, alone. there were no clouds and no sun present. it was a blank white-ish grey. no color to it. just a plain white with a slight darker tone to it.

he brought his hand close to his mouth again, placing the blunt between his pink lips, freshly coated with a thin layer of saliva, before taking in another long, drawn out inhale. the drug filling his lungs and exploring his system, inviting itself in and affecting all that it could, sending matt into a delusion. he moved his hand away and rested it on the arm rest again.

holding his breath he admired how the drug felt inside him, how the drug felt overtaking what he could differ between what was what, and what was not. how the drug was slowly becoming the only thing he could focus on, and how good it fucking felt.

the drug was giving him things he couldnt do alone, it was giving him the ability to feel things, to feel himself. and god, how addicting it was.

he couldnt fucking be happier, its all he wanted and all he desired. finally, finally feeling things, even if it wasnt much he was still in touch with his emotions, he could feel the fire in his stomach, he could feel the thumping of his heart against his ribcage.

he couldnt get enough of it, he brough the joint back up to his lips, taking a greedy, long inhale from it, then pulling it away. holding the inhale in his lungs for longer than he usually does, as if it would make the drug affect him more than it already does. he exhaled, the smoke coming from the tight ‘o’ shape in his lips and going into the air.

he pulled the joint away and rested his arm on the armrest again, finding himself enjoying his current state, the feeling being euphoric.

• • •

here matt found himself, again on his front porch, blunt in hand.

this time, it wasnt as good as it was before. of course the drugs were hitting him.. it just wasnt as euphoric or as joyful as it was before. he wasnt as happy, he wasnt as carefree. he couldnt understand why, he was smoking the same weed, he was in the same area but he wasnt feeling the same.

“fuck.” he mumbled, he placed the joint on the ash tray next to him, feeling angered he let out a huff of air. he glanced around the landscape infront of him, deciding on what he was supposed to do now. he couldnt rely on the weed and thats all he could rely on.

his hand found its way to his mouth and subconciously began chewing on his fingernails, what the fuck was he gonna do now?

he grabbed his phone and pressed his girlfriends contact, needing anything, something. and he knew he could always go to her, and without a question she’d be there for him, doesnt matter whats going on she was always there for him.

the ringing sound of his phone only reminded him of the situation his was in. numb and in desire of something he didnt know what it was.

“hi baby!” her joyful voice rang through the phone and into his ear, immediately relaxing his nerves somewhat. he let out a small sigh of relief before saying what he needed to say.

“hi, can you come over, please?” he asked, his voice evidently panicked and breathy.

“of course, whats wrong?” she replied, you could hear the rustling of movement from her side of the phone, signaling she was already on her way.

“i need you,” he spoke, getting straight to the point with his desires. he was desperate for her, for feeling her.

“okay, okay, ill be there in five, my love, hang tight for me, k?” her assuring voice relaxed matt more than she’d already done before and he couldnt be more grateful, she’d been calming him effortlessly without even knowing it.

“okay, love you bye” he hung up, setting his phone down and waiting for her, patiently. if you could even call it that. kid was chewing his fingernails and looking all around the road ahead of him, searching for signs of y/ns arrival.

• • •

the sound of rocks being run over makes matt look up, his gaze softening when he sees the silhouette of his girlfriend leaving her car, her hips swaying perfectly as she walked towards him. truth be told, he was already hard just seeing her. the tight cropped shirt she wore definitely did not help either.

she walked to his porch and stopped infront of him, the smell of weed filling her nose, proving matt was most likely high. “you said you needed me, baby? how so?” she asked, looking down at his figure propped up on the chair, looking up at her with glossed over eyes.

“need your body” he muttered, his hands coming to her hips and squeezing. his voice filled with need as he let his eyes take in how pretty she looked.

“yeah?” y/n placed her hand in his hair and lightly tugged it, running her long nails along his scalp gently, sending shivers down matts spine. he leaned his forehead onto her stomach, acting more desperate and needy than he already was.

“need you so so bad” he stood up abruptly and grabbed her by her arm, pulling her inside his house and locking the door behind them before walking up to his room.

y/n giggled as matt took a seat on the edge of his bed, then patted his thigh, inviting y/n to sit on his lap.

y/n did as he silently asked, taking a seat on his lap and almost immediately moving her hips on him in slight yet hard grinds. earning a grunt from matt and his hands finding home on her hips, pushing and pulling her on his lap more.

matts face met with y/ns, connecting their lips in a slow, open-mouthed kiss yet filled with unspoken passion.

as y/n felt matts dick grow under her she began trailing her kisses down his jaw and neck, kissing, sucking and leaving dark purple marks all over the side of his neck, only arousing him further.

matt pulled her away from his neck and stopped her hips, mumbling a quick “need to be inside you, so bad” as he pulled her shorts off and lightly moved her off his lap so he could pull his own pants and boxers down.

he pulled her back on his lap and positioned her to be hovering over his tip, letting her wetness saturate his dick before letting her sink down. in which, he did not too long after he found himself aching to be fill her full.

he pulled y/ns hips down, letting his dick slide past her velvety walls. earning a moan from both y/n and matt.

y/n ground her hips into his, moving forward and backward before bouncing up, then down repeatedly on his cock, finding her pattern.

“agh- fuck” y/n whispered, placing her hands on his shoulders to stabilize herself as she bounced up and down on him. “you got it, baby” matt encouraged, throwing his head back at the heavenly feeling of y/ns walls squeezing his dick in all the right places, she felt so fucking good and he couldnt get enough of it.

one of his hands moved from her hip to her clit, rubbing in tight, slow circles, eliciting a moan from y/n. “fuck!” she moaned, placing her head into the crook of matts neck while continuing her bouncing.

“harder,” matt groaned, desperate for the feeling. he dowsnt know what feeling, all that mattered was that he was feeling it.

his hands went to her hips, pulling her up and down faster, when he brought her down he did it incredibly fast and slightly harder, pulling a moan out of his own throat. matt bucked his hips up, meeting her hips in a pleasureful rhythm. from the suddenness of matts hips snapping into y/ns and moving her himself in powerful thrusts, she screamed a gutteral scream, the sound almost throat scraping. y/n bit her lip and matched the rhythm matt had created, each time their hips met she let out a whimper.

a tightening sensation began in y/ns stomach, as early as it was in the sex, it had been so good, too good and she knew either way matt wasnt stopping anytime soon.

“‘m close, matt- ngh-“ y/n moaned, her voice hoarse from the scream she earlier screamt. y/n continued with her bouncing, until her legs began to go weak. she began grinding on matts dick—to the best of her abilities while he still bucked up into her.

“fuck, wait for me. I know you can.” he said in return, noticing how y/n wasnt moving anymore. he took matters into his own hands and flipped them over, laying y/n on the bed, and matt standing at the edge, still plowing himself deep into her.

y/n bit her lip, surpressing a scream that was threatening to spill out. her eyes rolled back with the new angle matt had at her, her stomach tightening even more, holding off her release was already hard enough, but having to wait? hell, was she in for a treat.

“j- just a little bit longer, you’re doing so good for me, baby” matt praised, driving his hips impossibly faster into her, chasing his high. y/n clenched around him, unexpectedly sending matt over the edge, cumming inside her with a loud groan. “fuck- cum with me” matt moaned, his spurts of cum painting her walls white.

y/n came almost on instand, the knot in her stomach breaking as her cum covered matts dick, with him still plunging inside her, though his place slowing. he slowly pulled out, y/n whimpering at the feeling of no longer being full.

matt collasped on the bed next to her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his chest, mumbling a lazy “you did amazing, sweetheart” as sleep slowly overtook him, y/n following suit.

he was so fucking thankful that the weed didnt work, cause that sex with y/n made him feel things hes never felt before.

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[dinas-a-bird]

For the Love of the Game

Pairing: soccer!Ellie Williams x soccer!fem!reader

Warnings: SFW, angst with a happy/hopeful ending, mean ellie and reader, Arsenal woso au, rivalry, hostility, first kiss, cursing, use of y/n

Summary: As a new sign on the Arsenal squad you seem to click with everyone, except the defender Ellie Williams. or i couldnt find what I wanted to read so I wrote it instead

Word Count: 4,005

A/N: this is my longest piece of writing yet and also probably my favorite. I kept the soccer terms to a minimum because I know they are difficult to understand if you've never played the sport. I've been meaning to write a woso au fic for quite some time mainly because i'm a huge fan of soccer and have played it my entire life, so i'm supper happy I finally got around to this. Sorry in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes. Hope you enjoy!

quick sidebar: I am so upset about Australia not making it to the WWC finals.

Pt 2: here

You sat in the locker room, lacing up your cleats, your mind racing with anticipation for the upcoming training session. Soccer was your passion, your lifeblood, and being a new sign on the Arsenal team was both a dream come true and a challenge you welcomed with open arms. The energy in the room was a mix of excitement and seriousness, as your new teammates chatted and laughed, sharing stories and trading banter.

Katie, a fellow teammate, leaned over with a playful grin. "You ready to kick some ass on the field today, y/n?"

You grinned back, your eyes shining with determination. "You know it, McCabe. Ready to show 'em what I'm made of."

As the training session began, you threw yourself into the drills, your love for the game evident in every sprint, every pass, every shot on goal. It was a fierce battle, each player giving her all, striving for excellence. Amid the sweat and shouts, there was a particular presence that caught your attention—Ellie Williams. The enigmatic American player was a force to be reckoned with, known for her skill and her no-nonsense attitude. Your interactions had always been colored with a hint of hostility and rivalry, Williams sharp wit and biting remarks keeping you on your toes.

"Nice touch, y/n!" Leah Williamson’s encouragement broke through your concentration, and she sent a quick nod and smile in your direction.

After the grueling training session, you followed the team into the locker room. The energy had shifted, the air filled with exhaustion and accomplishment. You were quick to shed your gear, peeling off your sweaty kit, replacing it with a band tee and ripped jeans. As you looked around, you caught Williams' gaze—surprisingly not one of antagonism, but something different, harder to define.

"Like what you see, Williams?" Your playful remark caught Ellie off guard, and a smirk tugged at the corner of your lips as you moved toward your locker. You could practically feel Ellie's eyes on you as you changed, a mixture of curiosity and something else you couldn't quite place apparent on her face.

The banter continued as you and your teammates made plans for drinks later that evening. The idea of spending time together outside of the pitch was new, a tentative step toward forming friendships beyond the pitch. The mention of Williams' not wanting to go to yet another team bonding session didn't escape your notice, a reminder of your ongoing rivalry and tension.

As the evening approached, you found yourself in a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The exchange with Ellie in the locker room had been different, a crack in the armor she had always presented. But you were cautious, unsure of what it all meant. Your heart raced as you stood in front of the mirror, getting ready for the night ahead. You chose an outfit that felt comfortable yet confident—black trousers and a light pink button-up, French-tucked for a touch of casual elegance.

Your phone chimed, and you picked it up to see a text from Leah. "I'm outside ready to bring you to team drinks dummy." You chuckled, sending a quick response that you were on your way. Soon enough, you found yourself in Leah's car, driving towards the nearby pub where the team was gathering for drinks and bonding.

The pub was alive with the chatter and laughter of your teammates as you entered. You greeted the girls and grabbed a drink before sitting down next to Leah, who gave you a knowing look. "You think Ellie’s actually going to come?" Leah whispered, her eyes glancing over to the entrance.

"Dunno, don't really care to be honest," You replied with a shrug. "She's been a right twat for as long as she's known me."

Leah hummed in acknowledgment, and the two of you settled into the lively atmosphere. Your eyes wandered over the group, spotting Ellie’s absence. You couldn't help but wonder if the tension between you had kept her away.

After a while, your impatience grew, and you checked your watch. "Damn, she really didn't want to come," you muttered under your breath, feeling a mix of annoyance and disappointment. You leaned back in your seat, your mind lost in your thoughts.

Leah noticed your mood shift and rubbed your shoulder gently. "What's wrong, y/n/n?"

You sighed, a hint of frustration in your voice. "Nothing, just thought maybe she'd actually show up for once."

As the minutes ticked by, your frustration turned into resignation. You finished your drink and decided to get another one. "I'm going to get another drink," you announced to the group, receiving nods of acknowledgment before making your way to the bar.

"One whiskey, on the rocks, please," you ordered, your tone weary. You leaned against the bar, waiting for your drink and watching the team engage in playful conversations. Your mind drifted, thinking about the complicated relationship you had with Ellie Williamson.

The bartender quickly served your drink, and you took a slow sip, the cool liquid offering a momentary distraction from your thoughts. You couldn't help but wonder why Ellie’s presence or in this case lack thereof, affected you so much.

As you continued to observe the team, your phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out to see a text from Leah, asking if you were okay. You smiled faintly and texted back, "Yeah, just needed a breather. Don't worry, I'm good."

With your drink in hand, you found an empty stool at the bar and settled in. You watched as the team's laughter filled the pub. You took another sip of your drink, feeling a mix of emotions bubbling within you.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't notice when someone sat down next to you until you heard a familiar voice. "Whatcha doing over here, mate?" Caitlin Foord's voice broke through your reverie.

You looked up, a surprised smile forming on your lips. "Hey, just needed another drink, that's all."

Caitlin chuckled, giving you a friendly pat on the shoulder. "Well, the teams missing you, might wanna head back over soon."

You couldn't help but appreciate Caitlin's attempt at lightening the mood. You finished your drink and thanked the bartender, making your way back to the group. As you approached, Katie McCabe greeted you with a big smile. "Look who finally decided to rejoin us!"

Your lips twitched into a smile as you took a seat among your teammates. The atmosphere was surprisingly relaxed, and you found yourself easing into the conversation. You exchanged playful banter with the girls, your guard slowly lowering as the evening progressed.

Ellie’s absence was no longer a looming presence in your mind. Instead, you found yourself immersed in laughter and conversation with the team. It was as if, for a brief moment, the rivalry and tension between you and Williams never existed.

As the night wore on, you glanced at your watch, realizing it was getting late. You excused yourself from the group, giving everyone hugs and promising to see them soon. 

Outside the pub, you hailed a taxi with more success than the previous nights. You settled into the back seat, feeling contentment wash over you. The evening had been unexpectedly enjoyable, a welcome break from the usual tension.

When you arrived home, you thanked the driver and made your way to your apartment. You kicked off your shoes and flopped onto the couch, a small smile playing on your lips.

The events of the evening continued to replay in your mind as you lay on the couch. The unexpected sense of belonging with your teammates had provided a refreshing change from the usual tension with Ellie Williams. 

As the days passed, your thoughts kept drifting back to that night at the pub. You found yourself analyzing every interaction, every word spoken between you and your teammates, including the moments when Ellie’s absence was conspicuous.

Training sessions were business as usual, the banter and drills had become familiar over time. You couldn't deny that a part of you was secretly hoping for another chance to interact one-on-one with Ellie, even if it meant more of your usual back-and-forth.

One evening, after a rigorous training session, you were walking to your car when you noticed Ellie leaning against it. You tensed involuntarily, your heart rate increasing as your palms grew slightly clammy. "What do you want, Williams?" You asked, your voice laced with a mixture of defiance and caution.

Ellie straightened up and crossed her arms, her expression guarded. "Just making sure you're not slacking off on your game, y/l/n," she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

You raised an eyebrow, annoyance and amusement flickering in your eyes. "Trust me, you're not the one I need to prove anything to."

Ellie’s gaze held yours for a moment before she seemed to relent, her posture relaxing slightly. "Yeah, well, don't get too comfortable. I'm not here to make friends."

You let out a rueful chuckle. "Trust me, the feeling's mutual."

As the weeks went by, you and Ellie continued your dance of hostility, your interactions marked by barbed remarks and wary glances.

One afternoon, after a particularly grueling practice, You found yourself sitting alone in the locker room, lost in thought. You were startled when the door opened, and Ellie walked in, looking uncharacteristically solemn.

"What do you want, Williams?" You said, your tone a mixture of annoyance and curiosity.

Ellie hesitated for a moment before speaking, her voice lacking its usual bite. "Look, I may not like you, but I respect your dedication to the game. You're a damn good player, and you've earned your place on this team."

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise. It wasn't the response you had expected. "Thanks, I guess."

Ellie’s gaze held yours, her usually confident demeanor replaced by a vulnerability that caught you off guard. "I've had to fight tooth and nail to get where I am, and I won't let anyone make me doubt myself. Not even you."

You nod your head slowly. "I get it. We all have our battles."

There was a pause before Ellie spoke again, her voice softer this time. "Look, y/l/n, I'm not saying we're suddenly going to be best buddies or anything. But maybe... maybe we can find a way to coexist without tearing each other apart. For the team sakes if anything."

You studied Ellie’s face, seeing a sincerity that was unexpected. For the first time, you allowed yourself to truly consider the possibility of a truce between the two of you. "Yeah, maybe we can." The tension in the room seemed to ease slightly, replaced by a tentative understanding. 

However, the fragile truce you had established was put to the test during an Arsenal v Arsenal scrimmage. The game was intense, with both sides fighting tooth and nail for victory. As the clock ticked down and the score remained tied, the pressure mounted.

You found yourself being subbed onto the pitch after halftime, your heart pounding as you chased after the ball. You maneuvered past defenders with finesse, your focus on the goal. Just as you were about to take the shot, Ellie’s foot came out of nowhere, intercepting the ball and sending it in a different direction.

"Fancy move, y/l/n, but you'll have to do better than that," Ellie’s voice taunted from behind you.

Your frustration flared, and you couldn't hold back your retort. "Maybe I would if someone didn't think they were the queen of the fucking pitch."

The game continued with both sides giving it their all. The tension on the pitch was thick, mirroring the tension that still lingered between you and Ellie. As the match entered the final minutes, you found yourself facing off against Ellie near the goal. The ball was within reach, victory hanging in the balance.

You dribbled past Ellie, your determination fueling your every move. You took the shot, the ball sailing towards the goal. But Ellie was there, deflecting the shot with a well-timed block. The whistle blew, signaling the end of the scrimmage with a draw.

As the team regrouped in the locker room, your frustration lingered. You couldn't shake the feeling that the rivalry with Ellie had affected your performance. You sat alone in front of your cubby, your thoughts a jumble of emotions.

Ellie approached, her expression unreadable. "You played well out there. But you've got to learn not to let your emotions get the best of you."

Your temper flared, the familiar resentment bubbling up. "Oh, I'm sorry if I don't have years of experience in keeping my cool like you."

Ellie’s jaw clenched, and for a moment, it seemed as though you were on the brink of another confrontation. But then, unexpectedly, Ellie sighed. "Look, I'm not saying this to be nice, but I know you're a damn good player, anybody with a decent set of eyes can see it. You just need to channel that fire in the right direction."

You looked at Ellie, surprised by the genuine advice. It was a side of her that you rarely saw—the vulnerability beneath the layers of hostility. "Thanks," you muttered, your pride making it difficult to fully acknowledge the concession.

Ellie nodded, her eyes briefly meeting yours before she turned and walked away. The encounter left you with a mix of conflicting emotions. Maybe, there was more to your rivalry than you had initially thought.

Weeks turned into months, and you and Ellie continued to navigate the delicate balance between rivalry and mutual respect. Your interactions became less charged, your exchanges more civil. Training sessions saw fewer verbal jabs and more focused drills.

And then, one day, it happened. It was a routine practice, but something was different. You found yourself looking at Ellie in a new light, noticing the subtle nuances in her expressions and the way her eyes crinkled when she smiled, even if it was rare.

During a break, as you were catching your breath, Ellie approached you. "Not bad out there today."

Your heart raced, your nerves betraying you. "Thanks, Williams."

Ellie hesitated for a moment before speaking again, her voice softer than usual. "You know, sometimes it's okay to acknowledge your strengths. It doesn't make you any less of a competitor."

You met Ellie’s gaze, seeing a glimmer of something more in her eyes. You felt a connection, a shared understanding that ran deeper than your rivalry. In that moment, you realized that you were more alike than you had ever wanted to admit.

As you both stood there, the tension between you had shifted. It was as if a new chapter had begun, one that held the promise of something beyond the animosity you had known. And in that small shift, you saw a glimpse of the possibility for a different kind of connection—one that went beyond the field, beyond the rivalry, and into uncharted territory.

The weeks that followed saw a gradual evolution in you and Ellie’s relationship. You both continued to challenge each other on the pitch, but there were moments of unexpected friendliness that seemed to catch you both off guard.

During a particularly intense training session, you found yourself locked in a one-on-one with Ellie. Her movements were precise and calculated. As you managed to get past Ellie and score a goal, you couldn't help but feel a surge of triumph.

Ellie’s expression was a mix of frustration and begrudging admiration. "Not bad. Looks like you've been working on your footwork."

You caught your breath, your heart racing from the exertion. "Well, someone has to score goals for the team."

Ellie rolled her eyes, but there was a trace of a smile tugging at her lips. "Don't get too cocky. This was just practice."

As the days turned into weeks, you found yourself increasingly drawn to Ellies presence. You couldn't ignore the way your heart raced whenever Ellie was near or the moments when your gazes lingered just a fraction longer than necessary.

One evening, after another successful game, the team decided to go out for a celebratory dinner. You found yourself sitting across from Ellie at the restaurant, your interactions surprisingly easy. You traded stories and laughs, and you couldn't help but marvel at the way Ellie’s sharp wit and dry humor had you smiling genuinely.

As the night wore on, the group began to disperse, leaving you and Ellie alone at the table. The atmosphere had shifted from hostility to something more complex, and you found yourself wanting to explore it further.

"You know, we've come a long way from where we started," You said, your voice tinged with both curiosity and vulnerability.

Ellie nodded, her expression more thoughtful than usual. "Yeah, I guess we have."

You hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like if we weren't rivals. If we could actually get along."

Ellie’s gaze held yours, her eyes searching for something. "It's not that simple, y/n. We've got history."

You nodded, understanding the truth in Ellie’s words. "I know. But maybe we could start over. Put the rivalry behind us."

Ellie’s guard seemed to momentarily waver, revealing a glimpse of uncertainty. "And why would we do that?"

You took a deep breath, your heart pounding as you voiced what had been lingering in your mind. "Because I think there's more to you than the tough exterior you show the world, Ellie. And I think we could actually be friends."

Ellie’s expression was that of surprise. For a moment, you held your breath, unsure of how Ellie would respond.

"You've got a lot of nerve, y/l/n," Ellie finally said, her tone defensive.

You met Ellie’s gaze. "Yeah, well, maybe that's what it takes to break down walls."

Ellie seemed to study you for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle. "You're relentless, you know that?"

You grinned. "It's one of my best qualities."

The evening ended on a surprisingly positive note, with you and Ellie parting ways with a newfound understanding.

In the days that followed, you and Ellie’s interactions continued to evolve. You found yourselves sharing occasional moments of friendship, whether it was a congratulatory pat on the back after a tough training session or a shared joke that left you both laughing. However, the underlying tension remained, occasionally resurfacing in a sharp remark or a competitive challenge on the field.

One sunny afternoon, the team gathered for another friendly scrimmage. You and Ellie were on opposing sides, your rivalry intensifying as you fought for control of the ball. 

During a break, you approached the sidelines to catch your breath. You glanced over to where Ellie was standing, her chest heaving from the exertion. Your eyes met, and you couldn't help but offer a nod of acknowledgment. Ellie responded with a curt nod of her own, a silent acknowledgment of the mutual respect that had slowly begun to form between you.

As the scrimmage continued, your mind drifted back to your conversation at the restaurant. You wondered if Ellie had taken your words to heart, if there was a chance for you to truly move beyond the rivalry that had defined your relationship for so long.

The opportunity to explore this newfound connection presented itself one evening after practice. You found yourself alone, yet again, in the locker room, lost in thought. You were startled when the door opened, and Ellie walked in, her expression that of annoyance.

"Can't believe you managed to score that goal," Ellie muttered, her arms crossed.

You raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in your voice. "Jealous, Williams?"

Ellie rolled her eyes, but there was a playful glint in her gaze. "As if."

Your lips twitched into a smile. "You know, we could make a pretty good team if we put our differences aside."

Ellie’s response was a mixture of surprise and skepticism. "You're actually suggesting we team up?"

You shrugged. "Why not? We both know how to play to our strengths. And imagine the look on everyone's faces if we actually worked together."

Ellie seemed to consider the proposition for a moment before relenting. "Fine. But this doesn't mean we're suddenly best friends or anything."

You grinned. "Of course not. Just allies on the field."

Over the following weeks, you and Ellie’s partnership began to take shape. You pushed each other to excel, your competitive spirit driving you both to new heights. The tension between you had transformed into a unique synergy, a blend of rivalry and friendship that was as unexpected as it was effective.

Off the field, your interactions continued to be marked by moments of both warmth and hostility. You found yourself enjoying Ellie’s company more than you would have thought possible, relishing the glimpses of vulnerability that occasionally surfaced beneath her tough exterior.

One evening, as the sun set over the horizon, you found yourself sitting on the bleachers of the empty stadium. You gazed out at the field, lost in thought. You were startled when Ellie appeared beside you, her gaze fixed on the same view.

"Enjoying the peace and quiet?" Ellie’s voice was unusually soft.

You smiled, a hint of nostalgia in your eyes. "Yeah, it's a nice change from the chaos of the game."

Ellie nodded in agreement. "You know, I never thought I'd say this, but... you've made training a little less unbearable."

You chuckled. "High praise coming from you, Williams."

The stadium was bathed in the soft hues of the setting sun, casting a warm and golden glow over the field. The atmosphere was tranquil, a stark contrast to the intensity of your usual rivalry. You turned your attention to Ellie, your gaze lingering on her profile. There was a vulnerability in Ellie’s expression, a crack in the armor that had always shielded her from the world.

"Who would've thought that we'd end up here?" You mused, your voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and amusement.

Ellie let out a wry chuckle, her eyes never leaving the horizon. "Yeah, it's a strange twist of fate."

The air was thick with unspoken emotions, a charged silence that seemed to envelop you both. Your heart raced as you found yourself inching closer to Ellie, your body moving almost of its own accord. Your shoulders brushed against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through your veins.

"You know, I never really knew you before all of this," you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

Ellie turned to face you, her gaze intense and searching. Your breath caught in your throat as your eyes locked. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of suspended time. The months of rivalry, the animosity, it all seemed to melt away, leaving behind an undeniable connection that neither of you could ignore.

Without another word, you closed the distance between the both of you, your heart pounding in your chest. You pressed your lips to Ellie’s in a hesitant, gentle kiss.

As you pulled away, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty played across Ellie’s features. Your heart raced as you searched Ellie’s eyes for any sign of regret, but what you found was a flicker of something else—something that mirrored your own feelings.

"I... I don't know what this means," You admitted, your voice tinged with a touch of insecurity.

Ellie’s lips curved into a small, genuine smile. "I don't either. But I guess we'll figure it out together."

Your lips twitched into a smile of their own, a sense of hope blossoming within you. "Yeah, I guess we will."

You sat there in the fading light, side by side on the bleachers, the weight of your shared history and newfound connection hanging in the air. The stadium that had witnessed countless fierce battles between you both now bore witness to a different kind of victory—one that transcended rivalry and embraced the possibility of something more.

[briecheese-3]

9-5;5-9

(ariana grande reference)

a/n:

this is not prechecked, horrible writing and spelling, i had a dream abt my crush and had to repkace him with peter parker so i was rushing to not forget it!! please let me know how i did 💋 thanks loves!!

warnings: p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), fingering, riding, lemme know if i missed anything!!!!

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even a part time job sucks. you would think it would be easier, hence the part time and minimum wage thing, but no. another hour and you wouldve been dead from exhaustion. somehow, though, your boyfriend peter parker was able to keep his energy up all day long. not only that, but your cute, sweet, nerdy boyfriend kept his dick up almost all day long too. he couldnt pass you behind the counter without the whisper of a touch following him, sending shivers down your spine. you couldnt find a moment of silence that wasnt interrupted by a whisper of his thoughts. it was torture for both of you. finally though the clock hits 4. you and peter get off at the same time so he can take you home. your dorm wasnt far from the shop.

peter is like a demon the way he finds parking spots. theyre always secluded, shaded, and free. this time its a little parking garage about a minute walk to your building. his hand on your thighs the entire ride slid a little closer to where you needed him most the closer you got to your destination. the closer his hand slipped, the more you started to loose your resolve. when peter finally parked you felt his hand hovering over me, the spot that you needed him to touch before you lost your mind. he looked at you, his pupils blown, desire clenched into his face. “can i please touch you?” he was practically begging.

you needed this man as soon as possible. you spread your legs and push your hips up into his hand. he smiled at the action but moved his hand, “i need to hear you say it.” you sighed in frustration, he was taking far too long. “please touch me peter.” his eyes darkened with the whine in your voice and he smirked before slipping his hand underneath the thin fabric of your skirt, then finding purchase on the waistband of your panties, before ripping them off you without a thought. “is this all for me baby?” he asked while slipping his fingers between your folds and feeling what he did to you. “its all you petey” you moaned out, his first finger entering you easily. he pumped his finger in and out a few times before adding another, making you moan out. one of your hands gripped his wrist, nothing letting him pull away, and the other was wrapped around his biceps, your nails leaving crescent shapes in his smooth skin. soon enough, hes curling his fingers into and your stomach is knotting up, ready to come undone at any second. immediately he feels you clenching around him and places his thumb on your clit, adding so much stimulation you come apart in his arms, a moaning mess. once you come down a little bit, you notice his arms now around you, wondering when they got there. the second thing you noticed, which made your mouth water, was his dick, hard and strained against his pants. just looking at the tent it made, you licked your lips. peter watched you with lust filled eyes. he grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap, leaning his chair back and down. you make a mental note to thank whoever made high ceiling cars. once your were comfortably situated, you unbuttoned his pants for him and pulled them down just enough to free his cock, which falls onto his stomach, already dripping with pre. your not sure, but pretty sure you drooled. his arms were sitting behind his head and he was staring at you. your eyes never left his as you reached down and palmed him, stroking him a few times before pushing yourself up and lining him up to your hole. he moaned feeling you against him, and lost his control. he bucked up into you and grabbed your hips hard enough to bruise them. you knew there was gonna be marks later. peter is pounding into you while you moaned on top of him. you grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off his chest as fast as you could, and continued to dig your nails into his chest. you bit and licked the soft spots on his neck, his chest, his shoulders, and especially his collarbone. he groaned into your neck. “such a good little slut arent you? taking my cock like a good girl. your markin me up for every other girl to see arent you baby?” you moaned into his chest, his words leaking right down to your croch. you felt yourself winding up again, clenching around him harder and making him moan out in such a pretty way. you kissed his lips with enough power to clash teeth. it was messy and hot and pure. youare so in love with this man.

he doesnt stop though. too caught up in his pleasure, he abuses your whole past what you can take and suddenly you feel another orgasm coming on. your too fucked out too even speak. you whimper into his chest and whisper unintelligible ~peters~ “cmon baby just one more be my good girl and cum one more time for me yeah?” thats all you need to hear sent over the edge. you feel him thrust into you one last time before releasing his thick, hot load into you. he lets you come down on his chest and finally pulls out, both of you groaning at the loss of warmth. he helps you get back into the passenger seat and puts your panties on you. he gets out and walks to your side of the car. he opens the door, grabs your bag, and surprises you by picking you up full bridal carry. honestly thiugh, your much too tired to protest. you almost fall asleep in his arms on the way back. he lets you sleep. he knows how drained you are from work and school and family. he opens your door, takes your shoes off, your socks, your clothes. he helps you into the shower and cleans you. he dries you off and helps you put on your pajamas. he even carries you to bed and lays down with you. you drift off in his arms. comfortable, content, safe. just before you drift off, you swear you hear peter whisper, “i love you y/n” you drift off just to dream about him.

[dainangel]

bad decisions

pairing: s.jaeyun x f!reader

also: l.heeseung

warning: mentions of drinking, cheating, suggestive

—> even after a messy breakup, you still found yourself still attracted to jake, and he felt the same. its not a healthy relationship, but how could you both avoid it when it its just too good? 

🎧: greedy, everytime, break up with your girlfriend, motive (ariana grande

author note: holy moly its been a hot minute since ive posted on here!!! anyways, i was listening to ariana so much recently so that is the cause of this writing ✍️

party. get drunk. make up. get down. kiss. say goodbye. repeat. 

that was the continuous pattern you had with none other than jake sim. fate had somehow twisted its ways to urging you to always run into the boy again, again, and again. it was unavoidable, no matter how much you tried. 

3 years ago back in your senior year of high school, jake confessed his huge crush on you right at your front door at night. of course, you felt the same which led to eating each other’s faces off under the dim porch light for your neighbors to see (cough). he loved you, and you loved him. there were bumps and dents through the span of your 2 year relationship, but you couldnt have asked for a better boyfriend. until he took you out to the worst party of your life.

in the moment, the party was amazing and the energy was through the roof. jake’s frat friend was hosting it as his place since his parents were out on vacation, and boy was it a huge home. we’re talking mulitple refrigerators, a movie theatre, gaming room, high balconies, and a jacuzzi on the second floor. after having too much to drink, and talking it up with strangers who were now acquaintances, you realized jake was missing by your side. normally during parties, jake would always follow you around to make sure no one unecessary bothered you, held your cup when you had to use the restroom, and would make the dance floor intimate. concerned, you walked around and through the atmosphere of sweaty bodies and alcohol, looking for any sign of jake. with your red cup slipping out of your hand, you made eye contact with jake in a hallway. making out with a girl. a girl that wasnt you. her back was facing you, but you had to see the abomination of jake going crazy with a random girl near the bathroom. you could feel big globs of salty tears blurring your vision, and your breath hitching immediately. at this point both jake and the girl noticed you, still not letting go of each other’s grasp. when quickly turning around and running off back into the crowd, all you could hear was the yelling of jake, desperate for you to come back. 

that tragic and unforgettable event was 7 months ago. you were eventually immune to jake’s random calls and texts, asking for forgiveness and checking in on you. they didnt feel the same as before, and did not make you feel any better. you ended up blocking him on everything, including deleting his contact information on messages. you were way past this toxic incident, now talking to a guy named heeseung. at your college, you couldnt deny that he was one of the popular guys on the basketball team. although he was basically a himbo and a jock, he was still anything better than jake. 

yet, that didnt stop you from running back to jake himself. he was like a drug you couldnt stop taking, and no matter what you always wanted to come back for more. soon your excuses to go to parties with heeseung werent to get down with him, but  jake. your ex of 2 years now clouded your brain, and even though you never unblocked him on social media- you hoped to see him at multiple parties. and of course, he was always there. 

party after party since the incident, it was the same deal. bring heeseung and let him wander off towards a different group, get drunk with jake, find the nearest bathroom to make out in, get down, and end it all with a sloppy kiss without a verbal goodbye. you never expected to reach this level of insanity, especially with your long-time ex you swore to never go back to. you didnt care how horrible  jake was and how disloyal you were— as long as he was yours for the night. 

you saw him as a toy to be selfish with, using him to your likings. make him feel weak in the knees, and leave him empty handed afterwards. this weird situationship soon blossomed and churned into a possible second chance with the man. 

however, you did not expect to wake up in his bed on a saturday morning so soon. it was just like how it was 3 years ago. turning around to face the other way, jake was wide awake, looking into your eyes with a loving look. you stared back in interest, suddenly feeling a craving to be bad, once more. this obviously wasnt a healthy relationship or whatever this turned into, but you couldnt help it. neither could he. “wanna wanna go for round 2?” jake spoke under his breath. responding with a sly smile, your lips were already locked with his; meanwhile your hand was reaching towards the bedstand to silence the multiple calls from heeseung.

 this was far more important. 

[murder-cookie-dust393]

Am going to say this, I love your yandere headcanons! You write them in such nice ways!

Now if it’s okay with you may I ask for some yandere Capsaicin headcannons?

I can imagine that MC is just some tired hot dog merchant during the Triple Cone Cup and Capsaicin finds something so enticing about it,

But over time I feel like Capsaicin would get violent to other cookies if they happened to talk to MC. And a lil bonus is that MC is to tired to notice until it’s to late…

IM SORRY BUT I INSTANTLY FELT MY SHITPOSTING BRAINCELLS ACTIVATE

Tw: Capsaicin tries to murder a poor soul, shitpost towards the end

Another day of selling those godforsaken greasy hotdogs. The ones made with the worst parts of the animal. When would this Triple Cone Cup event end? You only signed up just for the moderate pay, you didn't think it would drain you so much.

Another fake smile, another faked happy chirp.

You hoped these customers would excuse your behaviour, it was terrible working at a hotdog stand.

Oh look, it's that flashy Scovillia student. He looked more eager than usual to greet you- in fact he's visited you every day since the start of the event.

"MC! MC! Six hotdogs please!" Capsaicin exclaimed, a big grin on his face, he had energy comparable to that of a puppy.

"Sure..." You started up the grill, placing the hotdogs onto their little sections.

"Whatcha' planning to do after the cup?" His eyes stared at you, holding more emotion than you could ever possibly fathom from within yourself.

"Uh...Probably get ready for more schooling later this year...I honestly want to quit college by now.."

"Aww...Well, I was thinkin' we should totally hangout sometime!"

"Hm...yeah..." You mumbled automatically, flipping over the dogs, your focus on preparing his food."

"...Like, maybe a movie- or ooh! A restaurant!"

"Mhm..." You nod, fitting the hotdogs into their individual buns.

"Here you go." You hand him his big meal of six hot dogs. "The condiments are on the side stand, as you know."

"Thanks!" He sprawls out a pocket full of money, before starting to speak up again, "So how about-"

But he realizes your attention is turned away to another customer, ignoring him. Something inside him snaps in that moment, just a tiny little string, in the back of his mind. That bastard! He was still trying to ask you to go on a date hangout! This is his only chance!

Capsaicin managed to keep his rage in control so he could set down the hotdogs you had taken your precious time to prepare for him before exploding into his magma/extra spicy form.

"YOU! DIDN'T YOUR PARENTS TEACH YOU TO NOT INTERRUPT CONVERSATIONS???"

The poor customer flinched and stared in absolute horror at sight of the big buff Scovillia student in his violent form. "W-w-wha-"

The public watched as the commotion went down, several cookies trying to keep Capsaicin away, but struggling. He was constantly yelling at the victim, expressing his obvious undying love for the hotdog salesperson.

Meanwhile, MC was barely staying awake, as they grilled more hotdogs. It seems they're too exhausted to notice the literal hellfire that's right next to them.

(IM SORRY- I COULDNT TAKE IT SERIOUSLY- IT WAS A CONCEPT THAT HAD SO MUCH COMEDIC POTENTIAL)

- Celina

[cupoftaae]

come over- KTH drabble

A/N :ahem. clears throat.

Guys I want to apologize for not posting for so long, I have been so busy with school and work but I promise im already writing chapter 3 of "Forever And A Day", it will be out soon. Thanks for all the support and sorry for the wait :(

let me distract you with a drabble

warnings: none really? lil suggestive but just fluffy.

pairing: taehyungx f!reader

enjoyyyy

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"what is wrong with you?"

you lifted your head off the pillow to look at your laptop, your boyfriends face looking back at you with sad eyes over the video call.

your dark eyes glared him down before he realized how defensive his previous statement came off as.

"I didnt mean it like that!" he chuckled nervously as he through his hands up, further explaining himself. "I mean, whats going on? youve been kinda off lately." he picked at his bottom lip after he spoke.

you simply shrugged and exhailed heavily, your boyfriend was too observant for your own good. you knew you were beginning to struggle with things again recently, but it wasnt anything you couldnt handle. Besides, Taehyung has his own shit to go through. The last thing you need is to throw yourself into his arms and sob about how pitiful your life is despite the fact you cant even do an-

"baby?"

you look down at your screen.

he sends a sympathetic smile your way before speaking. "where are you right now?"

"my room?" you furrowed your brows, confused.

"no, what are you thinking about? whats going on my love?" he further pushes, seemingly worried, which only makes you worried.

you sigh and lean back so you are out of the cameras view, clutching onto your pillow as you mentally debate yourself. "im just having a hard time right now" you mumble quietly, and although he cannot see you, taehyungs eyes are fixated on his laptop.

"I dont want to bother you tae, its just....its just a lot, and frankly Im not in the mood to discuss it toni-"

"Y/N"

"what?" you turn your head and lift the laptop so you can see him.

"its okay if you dont wanna talk tonight, but I really dont want to leave you alone right now. Can I come over?" he spoke with the softest voice, as if he was tiptoeing and nervous of your answer.

"tae, baby, you really dont have to"

"but I want to" he pouted adorably. You knew deep down that you didn't want to be alone either, but you also felt guilty for being the cause of him driving so late over to your apartment in the rain.

you sighed deeply before accepting, knowing he was coming whether you agreed or not. "just drive safe ok? please?" you spoke as you watched him dart up to grab his jacket

"I will my sweet girl, I will be there soon, Love you" he spoke, blowing a kiss into the screen, making you laugh at how corny he was when it came to you.

"love you too" you smiled softly and disconnected the call, cleaning your room quickly as much as you could. Over the past few weeks you had been struggling to find energy to do simple shit, like laundry. your room was a mess frankly, and you didnt want him to see what youve been dealing with.

about 20 minuets later, you open your apartment door to a wet hair-ed taehyung. you had dragged him in quickly and fetched a towel to rinse his hair, making him laugh.

"back from the war babe, you miss me?" he teased, gently grasping your arms from his head and pulling you against his chest.

"yes, I missed you a lot. I didnt realize how bad the weather was, im sorry you had to drive through that" you offer an apologetic smile, stepping back to look at him.

his large hands cupped your cheeks, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips. "stop apologizing you loser" he laughed and stepped away quickly to show you a large brown paper bag. "look" he spoke, seemingly proud of himself for whatever it was.

"wow a bag" you giggled, watching him walk into the kitchen to set it down. "no no," he turned to you, "close your eyes!" he spoke with excitement as you followed his orders, unable to see, but listening to the ruffling of the bag.

"okay, look now" he laughed softly as you gently fluttered your eyes open to see your boyfriend standing in front of you with a small bouquet of flowers, and the biggest grin across his face.

your eyes dart between them and him and you pout, "baby you didnt have to get me flowers?" you reached out and held them, they were so beautiful. how did he get these so late? you dont deserve him.

"thank you so much my love, but why did you get this?" you spoke as he brought you close, kissing your head. "well, you said you were having a hard time...and we dont have to talk about it..but I wanna make you feel better. Pretty things always make me feel better, and flowers are pretty and so are you, so....."

you look up at him and resist the urge to pinch his bread cheeks and leave kiss marks all over them. you loved this man to death.

"youre such a sweetie" you nestled your head against his chest as you both swayed gently in the kitchen at 3:28am. "I love you, thank you sweet boy"

"I love you most, princess." he ran his hand through your hair before seeming to remember something suddenly. "Oh! also, baby, I have some more surprises for you." he stood back and wiggled his eyebrows at you.

you raised a brow, "is it sex?"

he looked taken back, "well no...." he blushed as he continued to dig into the brown bag to pull out a small container of ice cream, grabbing two spoons and holding it up for you. "but maybe we can do that after" he smirked.

you laughed and took the ice cream into your hands. only your boyfriend would come bearing sweets this late. "Thank you, again" you smiled and kissed his cheek. "you didnt have to do all this, seriously."

he shook his head and took your hand. "I love you, and things will be ok. I dont have to do anything, but you deserve everything"

you hugged him so tight you both almost lost your balance.

"cmon babe, lets go indulge in chocolate-caramel ice cream, while we lay in bed and watch netflix" he skipped childishly to your room as you followed.

"oh are you finally gifting me your password?" you teased, giggling.

he turned and pouted, "I told you, I would let you have an account on my profile but my mom and dad insist on having 2 different accounts instead of sharing one"

"i was just teasing baby" you laughed and slapped his butt as you walked past him.

He chuckled and jumped onto the bed, joining you and cuddling you closely, kissing your head and eating ice cream as you two ranted and went on about whatever there was to discuss for adults at almost 4am.

with no time, you found yourself able to forget about what was bothering you, even if it was just for tonight, you had him. you had taehyung. and you were so grateful.

A/N : loving tae hours.

[croutonconfidential]

juvia got done dirty cuz shounen manga couldnt handle such a complex female character like her and mashima the author focused on using fanservice more later down the line and overused comedy in his writing(he still made a really great manga that i love very much tho)

i saw the first few of juvia's appearances in the manga and was not ready for her to turn infatuated with gray the moment they had their first conversation on their first meeting, she was used for comedy instead of her being a sad bad ass s-class wizard

she had such a strong presence in her first appearance, with sharp yet sad eyes and a cool look and i expected her to have mental fortitude and really give it her all for a fight especially for someone mashima spent so long hyping up as a powerful wizard and formidable opponent, but instead of taking something seriously mashima went for the humor of juvia falling in love like she was plummeting off a cliff

that said i did think it was pretty good thematically for where mashima decided to handle the ending of juvia vs gray fight and engaging in her backstory mid fight while gray is entirely unaware of her internal monologue and introspection so hes really confused ( i did honestly find it funny and endearing of juvias character that shes the type to jump too conclusions and have strong emotions but the way she developed feelings for gray so quick it felt unnatural and put me off a bit)

and despite her fluster and sudden infatuation shes still strong and powerful in the fight so its not like she was hyped up for nothing, midfight she does put her new feelings aside to engage in combat against gray after he shoots her with ice spears

when she tries to talk gray out of fighting she offers a way to settle the fight peacefully by him turning over lucy to phantom and her convincing jose to send phantom to withdraw (this also shows some of her naivete/the shallow understanding she has of her guild master compared to gray because jose wouldnt abandon his vendetta against fairytail just because the job to kidnap lucy and return her home was complete, he wasnt even going to complete the job he was going to use lucy as leverage to extort lucy's dad for all his money) so that she doesnt have to fight gray because she doesnt want to fight someone she likes, who is also still recovering from an injury btw, in serious combat , this is a good moment in the story because it highlights the difference in their perspective and values that they developed in completely different environments of their respective guilds

but then it takes another turn in the comedy direction of her perceiving gray's declaration of never turning on his friends no matter what as a declaration of gray's love for lucy and its supposed to be funny about how she jumps to conclusions and has a short temper when it comes to romantic rivalry but its just odd to me (although it does showcase how juvia doesnt have a naturally gloomy disposition and shes really high energy and strong in a fight when her emotions are running high)

in actuality i feel like an emotional appeal was really the only way gray could beat juvia who is an s-class wizard and reasonably couldnt be beaten by gray, especially when hes still injured from the mission on galuna island

so ya, im dissatisfied with the comedy cheapening this moment in the phantom lord arc and the nature of the comedy, but realistically its the only way gray would be able to win against juvia and juvia isnt a stone cold bad ass like her reputation made her out to be, shes a teenage girl with a wide spectrum of emotions which is part of what this part of the arc shows during the gray vs juvia fight

unfortunately great stories can sometimes be hurt by author's choices in the direction the story takes and constrained by their genre and target demographics but that how it is sometimes

[bolderfunkyman]

♡ Yandere Kaveh Part 2 ♡

Okay it has been a while im sorry.. But I am back at it again! And i have part 2 finally done. it's gonna be several parts so there also will come a part 3 and 4. I don't wanna rush it. Link to part one = Part1

its kaveh x reader there are no mentions of genders.

Word count: 1,3K

im also testing a new writing format with a POV please let me know what you think of it!

Content: Lovesick, Obsession, Manipulation, blood, Mindillness, smut, fluff, possesiveness. MINORS DO NOT INTARACT

reminder as to where we lefr: You stayed at the library for way to long and kaveh was worried about you. He couldnt find you. You walked home alone and then you got jumped. Kaveh came to save you. But as suddenly as he was there, as suddenly he dissapeared again.

A playlist to set the mood -Link to playlist-

Kaveh POV:

After he scared off the ermites. He couldn’t help but feel anger about what happened. So instead he followed you home without you knowing. And when he knew you were safely home. He went after the emirates. He couldn’t leave it be. They hurted you. That's not something he can accept. After a while he found them. They were killed. If you saw the scene it would have seemed as if a slaughter had taken place. But it was Kaveh who showed them how angry he actually was with them. He often repeated to them to stay away from his girl. Although she didn’t know yet she was his. He made sure to clean up the scene and made sure no traces were left behind. Kaveh quickly returned home, washed his clothes and went to bed.

Falling asleep thinking of you. Hoping you now saw him as your hero, a knight in shiny armor. 

Jump to present day reader pov -

As you woke up from your sleep you noticed that you had a hazy memory of what happened the night before. All you remember is that Kaveh left in a hurry and that you felt like something or someone was watching you walk home. You started your daily morning routine before heading to The Akademiya.

You kinda forgot you normally walk with Kaveh to the Akademiya, So when you heard someone call out your name you didn’t right away think it was him.

“Hey, why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?” Kaveh asked.

Oh no i’m sorry! I kinda had a weird morning. My head was still filled with what happened yesterday’, you told him. “Oh… did they give you nightmares?” he looked at you concerned while saying this.

I guess so? I just have a hazy memory as if it was a fever dream but, it wasn't a dream it was reality, you looked at him while saying this. Do you perhaps know more? I know you were there as well, kaveh. 

“All I know is that I saved you from those ermites. And after that I had to hurry to a meeting, they didn’t do anything to you right?” he asked. No, they didn’t do anything. I got home safely. Although I did feel like something was watching me. Maybe it was my mind. Because of what happened. I also really didn't eat anything before bed. Not the smartest choice I made I guess.. You gave him a weak smile.

“Maybe I should take you home? You clearly aren’t feeling well” Kaveh told you.

No no I'm fine really, I take it easy today and after all this I just go home to eat and sleep. That probably will help me feel better. 

“Hmm if you say so. I’ll wait for you at our spot to walk you home okay?” he still looked very concerned at you. Yeah that’s fine. I promise I won't forget this time. 

Your day just passed by silently and slowly as if time barely moved. But it reached it’s end and you were able to leave the Akademiya. And indeed kaveh was sitting there waiting for you. He also already got you a drink. 

“Finally! there you are I got worried” He sounded energetic, like a puppy happy to see you. 

Mhm today was quite energy draining if i’m being honest. 

“Shall I carry you home then?” He joked. Oh My god have you been hanging out with Cyno a lot or something? Just as bad of a joke.

“But I wasn’t joking I wouldn’t mind carrying you home” And he indeed sounded serious about it.

No, I will be fine walking  by myself I believe. “If you say so, I am almost done with this design and then we can have a walk around or I will just take you home?” He said.

“They will be able to get home by herself, Kaveh” A man told him. You turned your head to see who was talking to him. 

"Al Haitham? What are you doing here?” He asked the man. He looked pretty annoyed. His eyes almost daggers at this man.

“Maybe you have forgotten kaveh? Do I need to speak it out? Do they already know?” He had a blank stare at kaveh. No emotion it seems. Kind of cold.

Know what? You asked. 

“Nevermind It. I’m sorry I have to go. I can’t walk you home today I'm afraid” And so he stood up and followed this man named Al Haitham. You did hear him bickering with this man a lot. You knew he always had something to say about him.. But seeing him argue with him is something else. 

You are interested in their relationship. If they are friends or not. But seeing as how tired you felt you decided it was enough for today and go home. Take a snack and then sleep. A good night's rest, it sounded like a dream for you at this moment. 

Kaveh POV: 

So why exactly did you have to interrupt me? I was having a nice time with them you know” You can clearly hear he was angry.

“I will leave you be more if you actually paid rent you know” Alhaitham still sounded stone cold. “And who are they even anyways?” he added.

They are my friend. And what does it matter to you anyways? it’s not like you ever bothered in someone else’ he said.

"Hm Perhaps. But you are right there is no benefit from knowing who they are. Anyways, I still want the rent. And you need to fix this door. It’s making that noise again.” Al Haitham told him.

I’m an architect. I draw, I don’t fix things like that. So you basically dragged me away for nothing? Kaveh felt he got angry because of this.

“oh well.. that’s a shame” Al Haitham told him while taking a book out to read. “also did you hear about 2 emrites missing?” he asked him.

No, what about it? Of course kaveh knew they were missing. He killed them after all for you.

“Their family is afraid they got killed by someone. And some speculations say they might have just fled to Liyue or something.” He simply answered. 

Oh okay. Well I guess I will keep an eye out for them then’ He lied to al haitham.

the following day - 

You were just walking around in Sumeru wondering what to do today. It was a nice day, slightly on the hot side so you didn’t feel like doing a lot. You were far lost in your own mind to really notice where exactly you were walking and whatever you might bump into, so you got quite the scare when you bumped into someone.

Ow, I’m sorry I should have looked where I’m Going’ You just said.

“You indeed should look around so you don’t make pitiless mistakes like this.” A stone cold voice you can recognize right away.

Oh Al Haitham, I’m really sorry’ you could feel your eyes heating up out of embarrassment. 

“oh you are the friend of kaveh right?” He asked you, sounding a little less.. Cold

Yeah I am hehe’ You felt quite awkward as of now. 

So what brings you here? You tried to have a neutral conversation with him. 

“Just enjoying the weather, It’s a great day to do absolutely nothing.” He answered simply, “would you like to join me on the walk? I will look out for you so you don’t bulldoze more people” he added. 

Ugh how dare he say something like that, it's so insulting, is what was going through your mind, you cannot obviously tell him what you thought. 

So instead you took him on the offer and had a little chat with him. He got to know a bit about you. Meanwhile you still didn’t know much about Al Haitham. Other than that he is a scribe at The Akademiya. 

And today again you felt like someone was staring at you, following you around. You couldn’t place where it came from or why you felt like it. 

But you could notice Al Haitham also felt like someone was watching the 2 of you.

[albedosarmpit]

Oof after reading your venti cock rant I AM DOWN BAD my size kink is going FERAL. It's not gonna fit tho like that thing can't go inside me,,,,

if you feel like writing for this, can i please request a smut where Venti and his s/o have sex for the first time and his s/o is like "it's not gonna fit" but he ends up fucking them anyways hfksljdkd (preferably gender neutral reader)

yesyesyesyeysyesy i'd love to- i also wrote an actual story before hand??? this is crazy for me, sorry if it doesnt go exactly as you wanted i think i got carried away idk hdoihsoihv also reader is literally a spaceholder im deserate for venti aoichdsoihvoi sorry if it doesnt make sense and sorry for the rushed ending sodichsoihvos

tags: gn reader, morning sex, morning wood, Venti thinks sex is so normal, ameno powers (i dont know how ameno powers work)

Going out with to the pub with Venti was almost always a bad idea. not only was the invite random, you'd think he would invite you out on fridays or weekdays but no, any day of the week was perfect for him, Other than the random invite you always felt bad leaving Diluc to clean after him.

thankfully, today you were able to join him. somehow, this was the drunkest you've seen Venti, his voice loud and irritating as he stumbled around flirting with almost everyone he sees (as a good bard should) causing Diluc to force the two of you to the attic where he left a spare bed just for this occasion because leaving a cute drunken bard in the streets honestly made Diluc loose sleep.

your arm wrapped around Ventis shoulder, helping him up the stares as he yells down to the other patrons about how he needs to go save the world and how the god of wine needed him to leave, the secondhand embarrassment making your cheeks burn as you finally carried him into the room "w-why are you s-so embarrased?" Venti almost yelled as he fell ontop of you landing on the bed, his hand stroking your cheek, his breath smelling of alcohol as he instantly passed out, you hugged him close to you making sure he was on his side as you made him rest his head on your shoulder.

you wake up just laying there, your head pounding, you couldnt tell what the cause was, a hangover or Ventis constant snoring in your ear, you woke up with him pretty much connected with you, a leg over both of yours and a arm over the top of your chest. this would've been find except you could feel it. something rubbing against you through his tights, you tried to pry away but he wouldnt let you, his eyes opened as he moved a hand to your cheek "5 more minutes? pleasee" Ventis breath stunk of alcohol. you tore his arm off of you and sat their waiting for him to notice the main problem.

Venti didnt say anything but moved his hands up to stretch, letting out a groan as he looked down at his own body, his face red "i-i suppose this is the reason you woke up? there a things even a god cant control im afraid" Venti instantly pushed a blanket off of him and pulled his cock out, the 7 inches instantly making your eyes widen. Venti put his hand at the base and slowly jerked himself off from there, driplets of precum already landing on his clothes "After this we can go back to sleep right?" Venti smiled as he said that. he was pure evil.

you began to get aroused looking at it, seeing him slowly shiver as he put his palm on his tip, Venti looked down to your crotch and smiles "Seems you're enjoying yourself as well, care to join?" Venti put his hand out, the same one he was rubbing his tip with, reached for it, feeling his precum in your own hand as you just watched him continue to jerk off, Venti swirled his hand around and instantly you were floating, Ameno energy swirling around you, taking your clothes off "i suppose we should speed things up" Venti looked at his cock, throbbing in his hand "I am getting pretty desperate~"

Venti smiled again as he moved his hand, forcing you forward onto him, his tip against your hole "V-Venti- thats- i-it wont fit" Venti smiled as he began to hold your right hand with his right hand, his left hand going to your thigh, pushing you down so the tip is inside, the precum acting as lube "come onnn, even i've had bigger" Venti winked as he lowered you down causing you to moan "You do know Morax don't you?" Venti laughed as he got slightly frustrated, forcing you down on his cock entirely, filling you up with his cock causing you to instantly finish causing the god to laugh at you as he came inside of you, cum dripping out of your hole and onto his own cock, he sat you there and made sure you stayed ontop of him, if you were to move the bed would be stained beyond saving. Venti yawned as he closed his eyes, hands wrapping around you as you began to drift off to sleep

[robonene-on-steroids]

Hello can I’m have mami madoka sayaka homura and kyoko x male reader who loves cute things use cute clothes and have a bunny plushie with him all the time and he is a magical boy his wish was I’m want to be the cutest boy of all universe that ever exist he has a very cute magical boy attire his weapon is a adorable bunny staff but unfortunately he turns into a witch his barrier labyrinth familiars even the witch are absolutely cute and adorable the familiar extremely resembles the girls just in a very cute style and reader witch somehow remembers them and hugs them tighly showing even though he is a witch he still remembers them and love them headcanons please

Mami with a cute M!reader who turns into a witch Hcs

A/N: Hiii! This is my first request I recieved so I hope this is good! I just wrote Mami since I am still trying to get the hang of the whole writing thing, but I will write the others in another part soon! I just wanted to get this piece out so I dont leave you hanging! If this isnt to your satisfaction feel free to request again! I didnt know if you wanted headcanons or scenarios/oneshots so I did headcanons! I hope thats alright with you!

Genre: fluff, angst

Format: Headcanons

Tw: Mention of weapons, no descriptions though

Mami Tomoe

She would be incredibly fascinated as she has never seen a magical boy

As we know, Kyubey even admitted incubators choose girls to make contracts with as they are seen to have more emotion and energy to power the universe

So its obvious the magical girls would be curious

Mami admired you and found your style and adoration for bunnies interesting

She also loves cutesy things as we can see by her bows, even if she is more towards elegance rather than cuteness

She would give your bunny plushies yellow bows for each one

When she heard that nobody could find you from one of the other magical girls she was incredibly concerned

She knew you had to purify your soul gem soon or it would be too late

She knew you could take care of yourself but she wanted to see if she could help

So upon heading to your place, she could sense something was wrong. Everything was wrong.

She knew it was a witch's labrynth. She knew it. She wished it wasnt but it was.

She could hear the sound of faint cries as she opened the door, seeing little bunny like creatures everywhere. It was like a pastel nightmare

Her heart broke when she saw little plush-like creatures that resembled the magical girls, each one having a little soul gem

She wanted to put you out of your misery and say her goodbyes, even with tears in her eyes

So when she was hugged by you, despite being a witch she stiffened

She thought it was an attack at first

She had never heard of a witch remembering before

She wiped her tears as she wrapped her arms around you before grabbing her gun with her other hand

The pain she felt in her heart was undescribable

"Im sorry...! Im so, so sorry I couldnt save you.... I'll never forget you.... Goodbye, (Name)...."

[1ovede1uxe]

ahh ive been looking everywhere for open matchup requests so im so excited😭

also i couldnt find the original post so im so sorry if i missed any rules 😭❤️

OKAY soo first my appearance: i am 5'8, i have medium length brown hair, freckles, blue eyes, and im on the skinnier side. i usually like to just wear pajamas but i really like grunge style!

my personality: i might be a tiny bit shy at first but i get comfortable usually pretty quick and im really outgoing and bubbly! i LOVE to talk and i tend to be pretty loud😭 i also laugh like ALOT, and i laugh hard. i usually end up clapping really hard, falling over, or running into people💀 but all in all i just really enjoy being friends with everyone and being nice but i think i may come off as annoying lmao

random things i like: i love cats, i also love to cook and bake, i like to write, i also enjoy watching tv, i love coffee, i also love cows, and i love to thrift and shop, and eating omg i eat so much

things i like in a guy: taller than me (but it doesnt matter), protective, romantic, funny and will match my energy and laugh with me, and someone who likes to cuddle😭

my love language: lowkey all 5 but if i had to choose one id say physical touch! i dont really care for pda but when no one is around i am very touchy 😭

i also am an entj and a gemini!

i hope that was enough info😭❤️ thank you in advance!!!!

hi! i'm so excited to get to write this for you! i hope I picked a character that's to your liking.

My number one match for you is. . Guido Mista! He's quite the popular pick but quite honestly I feel like he would blend with your personality best.

Mista on his own is already an outgoing guy, so he's absolutely going to match your energy the second you get comfortable. He's friends with everyone the same way you are, but don't get me wrong, since he's hella supportive, the second you don't like someone, its we don't like him. You already know he's a goof, so he's gonna make you laugh and he thinks your laugh, especially the harder ones are absolutely adorable, even if you are running into people.

Mista also loves food no doubt, and will absolutely eat or sample anything you put in front of him (or he'll sneak in the kitchen while you're cooking just to taste, I mean can you blame him?). Just don't cut anything into fours.

I see Mista as someone who's smooth and romantic, so he can totally cater to all of those love languages, but he's not over the top like some other italians in this series. He'd respect your desire to not do any kind of PDA, but he still goes with you everywhere when he can, and once you're together alone it makes it all the more special when you're all affectionate.

Physically, he's a bit shorter but he is still taller than you (coming in around 5'10"). He doesn't care what you wear around him, he still thinks you're stunning fresh out of bed in the morning, and when you dress in grunge outfits he's going to hype you up (he thinks you look soooo cool, and he thinks you did even before he made a move on you).

little bonus stuff, he totally buys you random little gifts that remind him of you, even if its something you mention in passing. you will receive many cow plushies. he will make you coffee how you like it (or try his best to) on sunday mornings :3

i sincerely hope you liked this! you seem like a super cool person :D

p.s. my extremely close runner up for you was my man joseph from battle tendency, as i felt the connection in personality with the goofiness and pretty much everything else, however, i feel like romantically, he'd definitely want pda, and also might be a little clueless romantically sometimes, at least in the part 2 era,, so mista takes the cake for this one

[k1llang3lz]

Hey bestie did you miss me

Can I request reader writing a love letter to angie yonaga and then losing it on the way and being super stressed about it, but then like two hours later angie finds their love letter and reads it and then she accepts the confession and then they kiss:) male reader ofc.

(Sorry if this was too complicated omg)

OMG STOPPPP GIRL IDK IF U STILL ON HERE HEY GIRLLLL ( this req was from 2022 jesusss ) AIIIIII IMA GET TO MY JOB.. ima make it gender neutral cuz i have a biggy crush on angie

Dear Angie , .. ( angie yonaga x gn!reader )

how do i write a letter again?.. oh right

you were writing a letter to your childhood best friend angie , who knew it would be this hard to write something you’ve been keeping to yourself all these years

you think about all the memories you’ve had with her , damn aren’t you so lucky to have someone like her in ur life .. jesus ur so caught up in the moment all you’re thoughts are on the letter already

well it’s time to give it to her , BROOOO WHERE DID UR BUS GO?? you check you’re phone and go to the app where it checks how long it takes for the next bus .. 2 HOURS?? WHERE YOU LIVE , IN A RANCH GANG????

you not waiting in allat , you can just walk to her house anyway.. its just 20 minutes away! .. and its raining .. andd weren’t you just holding something? yes the letter .. wheres your bag? yk that you put the letter in .. oh you didn’t bring a bag .. and you held the letter in your hand this whole time.

NOW THE LETTERS GONE . AND GUESS WHAT YOU NOTICED THAT WHEN YOU WERE 2 MINS AWAY FROM ANGIES PLACE. calling you the ultimate unlucky student..

you poured your heart out on that letter and its gone..you were finally ready to tell angie how you feel. how you feel when your eyes interlocked , how you felt when she fixed your hair or clothes , how you felt when you stayed at her house late nights , how you felt when she sculpted you . you were inlove , you ARE inlove. but all that information gone now and she wont know unless you tell her.

whatever , you spent all last night and all this morning writing it . you’re already infront of her house anyways. devastated , you text her to open her door.

“ y/n !! oh i was just about to call youu , i wanted to take a walk with you like a nature walk ! atua thinks its great for motivation and gratifying the world we live in 🤗🤗 “

you couldnt help but stare into her eyes .. you were lost in love , drunk in love , she looks so perfect right now..

“ that would be nice ang , alr lets go “

guess where you guys are walking , BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM , AND WHERE THE LETTER IS !!!! 😤😤😋😋🤪🤪🫱🏻‍🫲🏿🫱🏻‍🫲🏿

angie stops mid-walking.. “ do you feel that? that energy .. love energy! its from under this bench , ”

you really love her .. but wtf is she on abou- OH MY DAYS ITS YOUR LETTER !!!! 😛😛

she reads it blah blah

“ y/n , you wrote this ? ”

u stunned asl .. “ haha uhhh haha uhhhh 😅🥲😀 “

“ oh thank atua ! .. y/n i’ve felt like this for a long time .. i never knew you felt the same way ! “

oh my days . and you didn’t know this before. you could’ve done something before like man this is why you gotta thi-

“ angie . i want you to be my girlfriend , i’ve thought about telling you for a long time but i’ve wouldn’t have thought you felt the same wa- “

she pulls you in and kisses you 🫠🫠

BLAH BLAH SHE YR GF YALL HAPPY LITTLE CUTIES IM SO TIRED GNNNN

[emmacreatures]

A NIGHT OUT

Okay so. NGL, I was struggling to find what to write about. I had like 10 little small stories, but usually.. Once I started to writr in detail, one thing after another popped up. I actually half way got so emotional, but I'm like... Honestly so happy again of how this story turned out... I hope you all enjoy! Featuring Muller and Curran~

Its been a while now working at the RDA. It was a major shock a few months ago for Muller to see Curran live in the flesh again.. But different. Having figured his memories were blocked, Muller had a hard time to adjust to see him or even handle eye contact at that. His heart was just in pain, but he didnt want it to overtake him completely, despite how hard it was. As literal months had passed, the man wanted to tackle this the best way, despite you can imagine its rough for someone to see their original soulmate, know nothing about you, while you know everything. Surprisingly enough, Curran seemed to click well with Muller.. It was just his nature. Muller on the first hand tried to avoid any closure, whether it meant to work together, or any kind of interaction.. But despite he was trying to avoid any confrontation, he too knew it could lead to worser things if he was to run away from everything, and Muller wasnt a person to do that.. Especially since Curran would have no clue why. The man did ask two times if anything was wrong.. But he too assured Muller to stop tensing up around him, taking his word.. Curran couldnt know.. But Muller tried to make the best of it at this point, with the time that passed and how he knew it would be inevitable to avoid him.. He didnt even want it, but he didnt know what his emotions could cause, considering the man was his whole world and more. He told himself it was a new life, and while it was harsh.. Might as well make the best out of it.

Eclipse was approaching, as per usual, Muller was just working while most people were already stopping for the day.. Sighing as through all this time he hadnt been able to get into pandora at night yet. Having his own lab definitely had benefits, he had his own private space to do his own research. The RDA knew the impact Muller had, especially since he was the one thinking of the recom project in the first place.. So as much as they gave him quite the freedom with his lab, letting him out of it was a different story. He wanted samples so badly to do research on the nature of pandora and figure out why specific chemicals did what they did, but the RDA had become stricter of who went out and who did not... Especially to Muller. The one person did they not want to loose out of their might.

Sighing deeply as Muller was stuck on his research, a gentle but strong knock came from his door, making his ears perk up.. At this hour? "Come in?" he asked gently, noticing Curran, seeming a bit tired peek through the door. A man he honestly at this rate did not expect. "do you mind?... I'm getting rather tired of all those men talking about god knows what.. I felt like this was the calmest place I could go to" Curran said manly and tired, making Muller smile before explaining. "Oh no, not at all... there is not much happening here though. but please, feel free to" he said gently, noticing the man entering the room and closing the door behind him before letting himself just flop onto one of the comfortable chairs that were around. "Must've been some tough jobs.." "100%.. They know what to use us for" curran replied before gently sighing, crossing his arms while sinking into his seat.. Having his eyes closed to come at peace. In the moment, Muller looked towards the man, smiling as he seemed to really need it. Feeling surprised he came his way. It was so twisted yet fun to see for Muller, that somehow, despite he even tried hard to keep his distance, Curran's welcoming energy which really seemed to appear in all the versions god could possibly make of him.. or in this case eywa. It was literally unavoidable to meet again, even with Muller's trying. So instead of fighting it.. He just let whatever happened happen, but he was careful, very, for his own sake.

Some time definitely passed, perhaps an hour or two. Curran had taken a nap in some way, but stayed conscious.. Just finally able to hear himself think as the manly recom group could be alot to deal with.. He opened his eyes gently to see the man struggle abit. Just the fact Curran was able to 'regroup' himself sorta.. Gaining his energy as he was able to destress within no time, he gained curiosity to what the man was doing. "What are you working on? You seem to struggle despite I know you're known for your work" Curran said gently for he sat up better, finally feeling refreshed and thankful he could just sit down in peace at Muller's lab.

Muller was surprised to hear a sudden noise from him after two hours, looking at his notes and computers.. "I'm currently trying to see how.. Things flow through the earth here. How its possible so many connections happen with the speed of light... Its unlike anything we ever saw on earth.. But as much as I'm not allowed to say it, the RDA was rather rough with the samples, in which several I couldnt use. I just wish I could go out there, especially at night" Muller explained for Curran tilted his head, rolling a little closer with his chair. "You should've known the person I always worked with. Grace, she.. Would kick their asses and just demand it. Thats not my nature, but they dont allow me to go out there from the times I've tried, not that I've been so forward about it." Muller admitted as he wasnt the most harsh person at all, for Curran frowned gently. "you're not allowed to? As a scientist at that?" The man asked rather questionable towards the RDA, making Muller scoff in an innocent way. "Sounds a bit weird right.. I feel like the Rda wants to keep an eye on me, i guess because i'm important to them and do most of the stuff.. Especially at night" He gently said, making Curran raise his head a bit, attracting Muller's attention. "First of all, do not assume you're not important, because you are" the man said quite clear, making Muller's ears softly fold.. something he almost rememberd from human Curran.. Protective and watchful over his friends and more, remembering people they were always loved and important.

"secondly, what did they exactly tell you concerning this matter" Curran sounded strong and very serious, making Muller swallow for he was just a bit in shock to see how much the man was.. Like he knew him.. Shaking it off quickly, he replied. "the requirements would be someone of the units or any type of bodyguard has to come with me. I cant go without anyone, but they're busy most of the time, nor do they want to babysit me, because I know thats how they look at it." Muller said as his ears folded, quickly picking himself up from. "It doesnt matter.. I have everything already that I technically needed" Muller said to shake it off, but Curran thought differently about it. Very. "if they say you need a boydguard from the recom or any unit, which would be the only reason you cant go, I'll go with you" the man sounded so determined and serious, making Muller turn fully to the man.. "Wait. Really?" "if thats what they want, I'm eligiable right, I'm from those units, so we're going" Curran said as he stood up, which made Muller realize the man was very serious about it. "wait NOW?" the man said in shock and very excited in one tone, making Curran turn to the man. "you needed the things especially at night? So lets go-" "But what if you have any important things to do, this can wait Curran-" Muller tried to shush the man gently, but Curran was aimed on what he wanted to do. "This is very important for you, which makes it important to me too. Lets go, that way we still have the whole night" Curran said for he convinced Muller all the way, making the man sigh in an almost defeated way, for trying to stop him which was hopeless, smiling as he followed the man.

An hour later.. And with a lot of haggling with the RDA, Curran and Muller officially were in the jungle, dropped off by one of the recom pilots who luckily had a spot left to go. Slowly getting into the jungle, Curran gently followed Muller who seemed to know his way almost perfectly, the nerd that he was. After a while, curran at times raised his gun that he held for safely, putting it on his back once he saw nothing could happen.

"I can see what they meant for you being well protected, despite fullfilling their wishes on what was nessesairy, they still had a hard time letting you go" Curran said as he walked confidently, noticing pandora all lit up.. Taking the time to look at it now. "I thought i was alone on seeing it, but I guess it helped you mentioning that this had quite the priority for my research.." Muller said as he sighed, turning to Curran. "thank you, so much" He said, seeing Curran nodded his head once as a response as a soft smile appeared on the soldier's face, making Muller swallow as it felt so new, yet so familair.. making him move further into the jungle while the man watched him.

"Ah, here it is!!" Muller said so excited, almost running before kneeling down infront of beautiful almost mushroom like shape, stuck to a huge tree.. that glew like the galaxy.. Taking samples of everything. "This is a Panopyra.. One of the most well developed specimens ever recorded" Muller just started talking, for his soft nature of wanting to share came upfront. "In na'vi they call it a Tawtsngal, or well sky cup. Its said it comes as close as an actual jelly fish in our world, or well, previous world. But it doesnt stop there. Its a new evolution towards a primitive nervous system, even among pandora, which is why I needed these samples, to see how this specimen does what it does" Muller said for Curran softly approached, taking the gun in his hand before kneeling down a bit closer, watching exactly what Muller did. "So what does it do?" he asked genuinely interested, for Muller continued. "Its like those meat eater plants.. Through its special genes, it attracts prey, for it makes beautiful and almost medicine like water for us Na'vi, but tend to be dangerous to feed itself among the prey animals, luring it in. The question is.. How does it do it. How does it lure prey like that" Muller said before he laughed. "And another funfact.. The growing tips of the stems with their sensory cells are said to be an attractant and aphrodisiac and often worn by young Na'vi who are looking for a mate.. So it can not only lure prey, but also lure other na'vi when used in such matter" Muller said as the idea made him smile, before noticing or well catching himself to ramble.. Sighing.

"i'm rambling am I.. I'm possibly boring you out or make you regret you took a scientist all the way here in your free time" Muller said as Curran shook his head gently, a soft yet so welcoming low laughter left his body. "Did you hear me say any of that? I feel like I havent told you something in that direction have i? Maybe even at that, we should give this plant a try, see if it actually does work" Curran said with a smirk, having heard what this plant can do so went in on that for fun yet intelligent, but especially.. reassuring with just a couple of words and body language that he was in fact incredibly interested to listen to Muller and that he should continue.. Who just was silent for a bit to process.. he felt like he didnt dare to get attached again.. but the soft invitable energy of Curran made him slowly open his doors again. he could see this wasnt planned, nor faked.. the man was just like that.. Muller at times almost cursed inside despite it wasnt his nature.. How could one man, be so beautiful in so many ways. His soul was like none other. "dont underestimate the power of pandora Curran" muller eventually said after letting things sink in, seeing Curran was waiting on hearing more of Muller. "So, what else is there around here, care to explain some?" Curran asked as he at this point kneeled close to Muller, who softly blushed a little, trying to hold himself a bit together as a lot of emotions crawled through his body.. But just as he was explaining some more... something miraculous happened.. "You really have to tell me when I just tell too much.. I just- get so fascinated by so many things..." Muller explained before he noticed..

"Atokirina..." Muller said, almost speechless at this point, seeing several woodsprites, come down towards the two, one in particular decided to softly go towards Curran, who was still kneeling on the ground while watching the thing approach him, not moving.. "I suppose these.. They dont hurt do they" Curran said.. For most recom's would've already hit them away like Jake even did.. Curran noticed Muller's response, sensing these things were special. If they would've been dangerous, the scientist would've told him. "what are they?" Curran asked gently, noticing one of them resting on his shoulder, for he looked at it closely, feeling it walk.. so gently over his skin.. "You've been blessed Curran.." Muller said as tears filled his eyes of joy.. If he was a human, the chances were so small that these beautiful spirits would come at them, but now.. He finally saw them so upclose, smiling as he gasped gently, watching the little woodsprite walk over The man's shoulder, resting and moving every now and then. "They're called Atokirina.. Sacred and beautiful spirits here from pandora, coming from the sacred tree.. these seeds are believed to be auspicious wheresoever they land or rest" Muller said, seeing some more wander around them, but only one rested ontop of Curran so far.. "I can barely believe it.." Muller whispered, for Curran watched the gentle woodsprite slowly walk down his arm, more towards Muller..

"I feel like its wanting to walk your way though" The man said so gently, being near muller for he decided to take the man's hand that was near.. "Here.." He said, holding the man's hand for the little woodsprite did in fact decide to walk over his front arm.. To the wrist, over his hand, to Muller's hand.. like a little bridge, holding each other's hand as their arms were beautifully in balance. As soon as the woodsprite had gotten to Muller, he gently let go of his hand.. Watching the man be so in awe.. for Muller was processing their whole occurence. "Hi..." Muller whispered in Na'vi to the little Atokirina.. Just still having some watery eyes to realize this was happening. "it seems to like you more.." Curran said as he had sat down on the ground by now after constantly kneeling.. Seeing Muller had gotten onto his knees. "they landed on you first.. I doubt they like me more" he said with the softest smile, noticing another woodsprite going towards Curran, landing on the man's chest this time.. exactly on the spot he was.. shot, in his previous life.. Muller just sighed to see it, may it be coincidence or not, but that thought soon passed once he noticed more and more of them, resting on the both of them.. "Do you know if they do this often.." Curran asked for he laughed manly in his own way, seeing the two almost covered by them by now, sitting there for as long as they wanted. "They're.. Very independant from what I know.. I cant tell, despite what I know.. I just cant believe it is happening. If I were to still be human, this would be out of the question" the man said, as Curran just watched Muller be in awe.. "Lucky for us to not be human anymore then.." the man said with the sweetest intention, wanting to say how happy he was for Muller that he could experience it now, but that exact sentence hit a snare to his heart despite he sensed the man's intentions were too perfect to be true almost..

Trying to hide it while he was so happy this all happened, he let some tears flow down his cheeks.. "you're right.." Muller could only reply, trying to hide it while he was still happy.. But he just had troubles hiding away his deep wounds at times, but curran didnt know better which was the thing that just hurt the most at times.. and yet, Curran was there, knowing how to comfort, without a clue that he did all of that.. in his earlier life. "hey.." Curran of course noticed his tears, gently swiping some away for he had the most comforting hold upon Muller's face. "Are you okay?" "I will be.. Its just, my emotions can be all over" He said honest, making Curran wipe some more tears before he noticed more woodsprites gently covering the arm that he helped Muller with.. For Muller had to smile about it.. It was an unforgettable moment, noticing the way things happened.. And the way they were blessed by the beautiful Atokirina. It was indescribable. "Thank you Curran.. If it wasnt for you, we wouldnt even be here" Muller said as Curran smiled in a way that made Muller fall in love all over again. "I should be thanking you, despite that might not sound like what a soldier would say" the man said confidently, making Muller softly laugh again. "I'd never see anything like this when it would come to the recom group. I'd chose this over hanging with them anytime" The man said as Muller's heart was trying its best to hold itself together.. It felt like reshaping itself, slowly a bit more away from the pain, just to see the man be himself. So honest, reliable.. Warm.. The little woodsprites all the sudden softly raised themselves from their bodies, having stayed there for a good amount..

"guess thats our sign to slowly head back, unless you need more samples of course" Curran said as he slowly stood up, seeing Muller watch the woodsprites leave, before looking up at Curran. "The ones I needed are secured. I got several so, by all means, lets head back like you said. Dont want to make it too late for you either" Muller softly said for Curran smiled.. "Alright. I'll notify our pilot. Should be here in anytime soon" Curran said as he called through his neck piece, making Muller softly walk behind him, looking back at the place they sat for his heart jumped a little out of joy, before following the man back where they'd be picked up.

Slowly having arrived back at the RDA, The labs and Recom units were a bit away from each other, making Curran stop the man softly before they both went their ways for the night. "i meant it by the way" Curran said for Muller frowned, listening closely. "I know some ridicule you, I've noticed some soldiers do it because you're smart and are less, buff as us I guess.. But thats not my kind of doing. Just dont let them downgrade you" Curran said, for Muller softly smiled.. Feeling so safe. "I know its not the typical.. Soldier thing to go on excursions like this, but I really enjoyed it. I felt like I finally saw pandora through a different eye, thanks to you. Might even give me a head start compared to the rest, having experiences they wont have" the man said confident and thankful.. Making muller look away for a second as he felt his shy behavior pop up again, but replied quite fast despite his nosebridge turned a little red.. "I know when you mean what you mean, thorougly.. Thank you.." Muller said so grateful, seeing the buff man infront of him look calm and comforting while being so confident. "I'm just really thankful you were willing to take me there. I can finally continue my research, but most importantly, I guess a break from the RDA with someone safe is just what I needed to clear my head" the man said as he felt his head be a little more red through the blushing, hearing the man hum softly. "Have a good night rest Curran" the man said, seeing a 'you too' expression from Curran before he softly held the man's back for a second before walking into the other corridor that led further into the recom area, whereas Muller went towards his own lab and left right to bed.. As soon as he laid in his comfortable bed, he just watched the ceiling, feeling his heart heal, while it was complicated.. This night was skmething he could not forget. Even how the woodsprites ended up resting on him without hesitation.. the man needed skme time to process, before he turned on his side, trying to sleep.

[jamiewintons]

hii!! I love your writing so much!! 😭💕 I hope you're still doing matchups or else this is awkward lmao

Name/Pronouns: Alicia, she/her

Personality: So friends have always described me as an agent of chaos which surprises me cos I'm always like isn't this just normal?? I've also been told I'm very "all or nothing". I tend to be either super high energy wanting to do anything and everything, super talkative etc, or I'm exhausted and lowkey ghosting everyone cos I was sleeping all day lmao. I like making people laugh and don't mind looking dumb/doing something super dangerous to do so. I can be antagonistic sometimes cos I like riling people up for fun haha, sometimes I feel bad afterwards though so I'll say "I'm joking!!" if I get worried it came off as mean. I'm also pretty good at giving advice, I've been told I'm "wise for my age" but I'm an eternal child in my opinion 😅

Appearance: I'm 5'4", but I have really long legs for my height so its hard to buy trousers 😭. I have wavy/curly dark brown hair that goes down to my mid-back that's blonde at the ends from when I used to bleach my hair. My eyes are hazel, I smile and laugh a lot even in normal conversations so my face is like :D constantly. My style is just... comfort lmao, I want to figure out a cute style but I don't really have one!! I mostly wear A LOT of sweaters cos I'm ALWAYS cold and jeans with converse, I don't really like wearing skirts/dresses that much, I try to still dress cute-ish though with like sweaters with hearts on them or stuff like that. Oh and I always carry my yellow kanken backpack because whenever I carry a purse I set it down and forget it lmao

Likes: anything colorful!! coffee!! spicy food, hanging out with friends, chocolate, memes, cute things, going out at 3am to a 24hour diner

Dislikes: cleaning, doing any kind of boring chore really like laundry etc, routine, appointments, being told I can't do something

Any hobbies/interests: Cooking, sleeping, cuddling, going to try new restaurants/food/recipes, watching tv/movie marathons, learning languages, camping/road trips, video games, drawing

What I'm looking for: I want someone who can match my energy but also is there for me if that makes sense? 😅 In my previous relationships I felt like I always had to take care of them and be a mom/therapist/personal chef, and I felt like I couldnt be vulnerable or say/do stupid things like I wanted to because I always had to fill those roles for them so I'd like a relationship where I can just be myself. I tend to make fun of someone if I like them so ideally someone who can look past that and not get offended. Also someone who's fine with me being really clingy or is just as clingy as I am, if I'm in a relationship I lowkey wanna be around them 24/7 and its kinda problematic 😭. I can't really think of anything I'd avoid just that they're not boring lmao

A random fact about yourself: my favorite sesame street character is Big Bird cos he's yellow and floofy 💛

I pair you with...

Chris Pitt-Goddard!

If there's someone that is the exact opposite of "boring", that someone is Chris Pitt-Goddard. To me, the two of you sound quite similar with your chaotic, "all-or-nothing" energy, and I think you would make a really fun couple! If you're feeling super energetic, Chris is right there with you, but if you're tired and want to sleep all day, he's happy to just cuddle with you.

Chris definitely wouldn't mind you making fun of him in an affectionate way, in fact, I think he'd find it very attractive. He'd make fun of you right back in a flirty manner, but he's never outright mean (to you at least). He'd also love that you don't mind making a fool of yourself, and he would think that you're hilarious.

If you're clingy, Chris loves that, because he's super clingy too! He'll want to be around you all the time and he'll be glad that you feel the same way. He'll probably want the two of you to be together 24/7 even when it's inconvenient for other people.

The only problem you'll have is figuring out who will do the household chores.

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[thatonelightyear]

I posted 184 times in 2022

That's 184 more posts than 2021!

57 posts created (31%)

127 posts reblogged (69%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@boeingboingboing

@agentsandracartrip

@carsgeek24

@grussell63

@the-cars-memer

I tagged 140 of my posts in 2022

Only 24% of my posts had no tags

#reblog - 60 posts

#lightrambles - 27 posts

#cars fandom - 20 posts

#f1 - 16 posts

#cars - 16 posts

#my hcs - 14 posts

#my fics - 8 posts

#leland turbo - 7 posts

#boeingboingboing - 7 posts

#finn mcmissile - 7 posts

Longest Tag: 71 characters

#imma just make more subclasses so i can find stuff easier in my archive

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

First Race HCs

Lightning

nervous energy- like. so. much. jitters.

but then the moment he gets on the track it's just all gone

runs on adrenaline high for the next 100s of laps

yk the whole : I guess i never thought i couldnt' stuff? Yeah that came from right after

whoaaa look at all the lights and all the bling... is this what it feels like to be recognised?

pushed and pushed, gave 130%

finished just shy of top 5

the exhilaration stayed for a long while

Strip Weathers

Tried to look calm on the outside, pretty shaky on the inside though

Just in awe. The track is huge-

once the race starts, he's just in the zone

everything feel right, from the roar of the crowd to the asphalt thrumming beneath his tyres

"and that was the moment i realised this was where I belonged"

crashed out 30 laps from the chequered due to a particularly squeezy restart

can't wait for the next race

Chick Hicks

went to his father for advice before the start, instantly got shot down

"what do you mean you won't do well? I expect nothing less than a top 10- 5 would be best, of course. Do whatever it takes."

"...yes sir"

showed concern for a particularly wrecked racer - his dad just snapped at him to keep racing though

rookie mistake caused him to wreck a few others, but he was told repeatedly "as long as you do well, it doesn't matter"

realised he loved the glitz and glamour after.

father gave him a tongue-lashing for being "too soft" and showing concern

he wanted to make his dad proud - he wanted to be good

as long as I win, nothing else matters.

HCs for our fav tiebreaker trio! (Chick's emotional damage definitely shaped his obnoxious character man...) But yeah these were fun

Please send me asks for headcannons, on that note XD

21 notes - Posted September 15, 2022

#4

Beach Day HCs (Lightning, Cal & Bobby they y'all)

Lightning gets really sunburned (as per normal)

They try to play a game of scuffed beach volleyball

Cal faceplants and eats sand

Bobby laughs, promptly gets whacked by the volleyball to his face

Brick enjoys nature, probably the one drinking out of a coconut

Junior stares at the gang, sighs in exasperation as Lightning runs from a crab

He just wanted to have a relatively normal day. The other four said no.

Grumpily sits at a corner and sips a cocktail, on parent duty again

Bobby goes swimming and shrieks when his foot touches kelp

Lightning swears that he'll never forget sunscreen again - he will.

22 notes - Posted October 28, 2022

#3

So I found more- XD

This I found when digging through Youtube... again. I have no life I swear. But yeah our fav spy trio in training! More like Finn and Holley being professionals, and Mater has his Mater-esque genius too... (side note i need to write a fic about Finn being a trainer someday...)

41 notes - Posted September 14, 2022

#2

This One's For You, Doc.

It was- Everything had been so sudden.

Honestly, Lightning had never seen it coming. So when it happened, he couldn't help but feel so... betrayed. He... Doc should have been around longer. How could he just... leave Lightning behind?

A part of him couldn't help but think of all the possible 'what if's, all that. He just- He just needed more time, even when some part of him whispered that actually, all the time in the world would have never been enough.

It just all went by so fast. It had felt like just yesterday, their first win together as crew chief and racer, now it was just, well, him. Lightning felt as though there'd still been so much he wanted to say, so much he still needed to ask, but now... well. He couldn't even if he wanted to, could he?

"Stickers?" Sally's right by his side as he proceeds to the track, giving him a comforting nudge. They exchange a hushed conversation, by the end of it, there's tears in her eyes as she ushers him off to the track, mouthing a 'For Doc' towards him. He offers her a weak smile, knowing it was taking him everything he had to not just break down right here. Because of the pure familiarity, of how before the race, it would be Sal and Doc sending him to the lineup. Now, the absence just... hurts.

Then he's out on the track, warm asphalt beneath rubber. As they complete the formation lap, he can't help but let his gaze wander, then focus back on the track, stung by that empty spot on pit lane.

Yet as the engines roar to life, as the green flag is raised, he hears it, in a sudden burst of clarity, meant for him and him only.

You've got this, hotshot. Gruff and gravely, steady and grounding- Doc.

Lightning takes a breath, the oxygen biting. He exhales slowly.

"This one's for you, Doc," He whispers, fixing his gaze on the track.

The green flag falls, and he's ready.

A.N. : Yeah, I really went full-on with the angst in this one hah- Been toying with this idea for a bit, finally got it out of my system... honestly, I really like this! As for whether this is Carsverse or Human AU, I'll leave that up to you guys- made it kinda ambiguous there.. Hope you enjoyed :)

43 notes - Posted October 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

This is GOLD

So I found this like- yesterday and good gosh I had a kick out of watching these XD they are so funny! Also I love how it shows the Mater-Finn-Holley friendship dynamics and how they can be a pretty funny trio!

124 notes - Posted September 13, 2022

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