#i was checking my drafts and forgot i had this ready to go

[trans-l-lawliet]

Am I the asshole for trying to kill my boyfriend even though I don't seem to remember it?

I (18M) met my current boyfriend (24? 25?M) because he was investigating me for being a mass murderer (I'm not), long story short after I was cleared of suspicion when my dad tried to fake-kill me and my sort of ex-girlfriend M (19F) and we spent some time chained together (you can check my post history for that one), we started dating. Even though we're now working together to find the actual killer, whenever he gets mad at me or we get into a fight, he brings up the fact I tried to kill him to win the argument, which I say is both really petty and stupid because I am NOT a murderer, but he insists I just don't remember it. Last time he brought it up, I really didn't know how to respond to him, so we haven't spoken in two days, which is also derailing the investigation. The other people in our team try to defend me most of the time, but they also want me to let it go so we can keep working. AITA??

[caelivir]

shrimply in love | miya atsumu

synopsis. atsumu wholeheartedly prayed that you forgot how you first met, and for a while he believed that you did. that is until he finds the literal token from that day.

pairing. atsumu miya x gn!reader | wc. 2.1k | genres. timeskip!atsumu, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff, atsumu is soooo down bad | warnings. (minor?) manga spoilers

notes. outing myself as a hq fan and atsumu lover LOOK AWAY. this was inspired by a tiktok i saw LMFAO 😭. i was up until dawn, on my phone, in the drafts writing this that’s how bad it was. there's something additional to this so stay tuned, and i hope you enjoy.

“tsumu!” you call out from the couch while he’s in the bathroom connected to your shared room. “can you get my wallet? it’s on the bed.”

“sure thing, baby!” he answers back.

“thanks love!” you reply, the petname making him grin in the mirror. it gets him every single time.

after drying off his hands with a towel, atsumu doubles back to the bedroom, your wallet immediately catching his eye. he picks it up, and as he does, something slips out from the crevices.

atsumu picks it up and inspects it. it’s a folded slip of paper. curious, he unfolds it to examine its contents. reading it puts him in shock, and now he’s mildly annoyed with you.

he rushes out of the room, stomping over to you like a little kid. you raise an eyebrow in amusement when he stops in front of the couch.

“baby, what the hell?!” he whines, holding the paper out in front of you for you to read. confused, you lean closer, letting your eyes scan it before laughing out loud. it’s a guest check from the day you first met.

“what?! it’s cute!” you defend with a smile.

“it’s horrifying. do you even know how embarrassing this was for me?” atsumu pouts.

“oh believe me i know.” you giggle.

three years ago.

after a hard won victory, the msby jackals were craving a celebratory meal. meian had suggested a new italian restaurant that had opened by the arena. there was a unanimous agreement among the team, except for sakusa. however, bokuto had managed to convince him to come along with enough pestering.

so there they were, a group of guys well over six foot (with the exception of hinata and inunaki), sharing what’s probably the largest table at the restaurant. it drew tons of attention, and there were even some fans who came up to them for pictures and autographs.

then you came by, ready to take orders, and atsumu knew in that moment he was an absolute goner for you. your beauty was unlike anything he’s ever seen before. you were prettier than those models on the ads he walked by, prettier than the flowers in his mother’s gardens, prettier than sunsets on a beach. and god, your smile. his head went all fuzzy at the sight of it. it melted his insides.

you chuckled at whatever bokuto animatedly said before moving onto atsumu. you looked at him expectantly, eyes shining with so much light that it jumbled the blonde’s brain. shit. what did he want to order?

atsumu’s eyes quickly racked through the menu, and his mouth fired off an order before his brain could process what he was reading. “uh, could i get the shrimps camping?”

a silence befell amongst the table before a collective cackle filled the restaurant. realizing what slipped out of his mouth, atsumu’s face turned red. his cheeks were embarrassingly hot.

mortified. he was absolutely fucking mortified. even that asshole omi-kun found it funny. it didn’t help that you were suppressing a smile at him too. he didn’t even bother with the damage control. there was no point. he’d only embarrass himself further.

with a giggle, you made a note of it on the guest check you were writing up because at least you knew what he was referring to. atsumu buried his face in his hands. see in his head, the setter had come up with a plan to ask for your number, but now he was never even going to walk down this street ever again. his chances? consider them blown.

“alright, alright,” you said after the laughter had died down. you fire off orders to confirm everything, and then you get to atsumu. “and… one shrimps camping.”

“you’re killing me.” atsumu groaned, feeling a new wave of embarrassment now that you were teasing him.

“it’s my job.” you shrugged before walking off with a wink. the blonde felt his heart skip a beat.

“don’t sweat it, atsumu-san!” shoyo clapped his back reassuringly. at least he could leave it to the ginger to always have his back.

it took a minute, but the team had finally moved on from atsumu’s slip up. unfortunately, it was all the setter could think about. god, what if you teased him once you came back with the plates?

luckily for him, it didn’t happen. you just tossed him a knowing grin when you presented him his food. he stared down at those shrimp dancing in the sauce, knowing he’s never ordering fuckass shrimp scampi ever again, and dug in. (it’s the most delicious thing to have graced his tastebuds.)

atsumu, contrary to previous thoughts, did end up coming back to the italian restaurant in the hopes that he could see you. he realized that he wasn’t going to allow one fuck up ruin the chances of having you. atsumu miya is many things. annoying, rude, loud, but a quitter? that’s not one of them.

it was a weekly occurrence, and atsumu would try something different from the menu each time.

“no shrimp scampi?” you would smirk.

“no…” atsumu would sigh, feeling the jab in his bones before handing you his menu. “no shrimp scampi.”

conversations became more casual. he learned more about you like how you were in your final year of university and that your favorite men’s volleyball team was ejp raijin. (he was definitely going to change that.) each week the blonde setter visited you during week made him fall for you even more. all of these little things accumulated until atsumu finally got the balls to ask you out.

“what would you like today, atsumu?” you greeted, that soft angelic grin on your face, and he just knew he had to do it. he couldn’t ever let you go.

“you. me. a date.” he said casually, his eyes dripping with confidence. (interally, he was freaking out).

you tried maintaining your composure but failed so miserably. you couldn’t stop the smile that reached your eyes as soon as you heard those eyes. “i thought you would never ask.” you beamed at him.

chewing on your lower lip, you motioned for him to give you hand, to which he most happily obliged. your touch was a new heaven. so warm and so soft. he wished to be wrapped in it forever.

you held his hand steady as the tip of your pen scribbled on his skin. when atsumu looked down, he realized it to be your number, and his eyes stared at it in awe.

“text me.” you told him before walking off. then you stopped in your tracks, turning yourself back around until you’re back at atsumu’s table. “wait, shit. what do you want to eat?”

oh. he had completely forgotten about that. atsumu picked up the menu and quickly scanned for a fun dish name. “um, just the pizza napoletana and garlic bread.”

“you got it.” you noted it down. followed by, “no shrimp scampi?”

“(y/n), please. i feel like i’m flying right now, and you’re killing my mood.” atsumu’s face fell, feigning fake irritation, but you knew better.

you laughed. “alright, alright. i’ll be back soon.”

“you better be.” the setter scoffed before his face betrayed his true feelings.

and before you knew it, one date became two, then three, then four, and the rest was history, shrimp scampi along with it.

at least, that’s what atsumu thought.

“i thought you completely forgot about it.” atsumu whines.

you laugh, standing up from your place on the couch. “how could i ever forget that? i stopped the jokes because you got all sulky. besides, that’s how my little infatuation with you began.”

once you’re directly in front of him, atsumu places his hands on your waist, burying his head in the crook of your neck. without even thinking, your hand finds its way to the back of his head, stroking it with affection. “of all things? not my good looks? or my nice arms? ” the blonde murmurs into your skin.

you hum in agreement. “well that came after.” your boyfriend groans, making you roll your eyes.

“i don’t think i ever told you this, but i was having a really rough shift the night the team came in. when you guys were put into my section, i nearly lost it.” you admit. “but then you asked for shrimps camping, and i lightened up, like all of my negative energy just drained out of my body. seeing you all flustered and blushing was so adorable in my eyes.”

your boyfriend pulls back, his face scrunched. “i didn’t realize you were in a foul mood that night.”

“had to fake it. you know how customer service is.” you shrug, a smirk taking over your face soon after. “but you were too busy admiring me to even notice it.”

atsumu grins smugly. he’s not even ashamed. “that i was.”

you roll your eyes. “you’re hopeless.”

the blonde setter hums, leaning in, and you meet him halfway, kissing him gently. atsumu’s arms wrap themselves around your waist, pulling you closer to him until you’re pressed against his body. you feel his lips twitch into a smile.

you’re the first to pull away, but your boyfriend is unsatisfied with that. he presses his lips to yours once again before you could even get another breath in. it’s a kiss full of affirmations that atsumu can’t voice. you feel it all through him. he’s so greedy when it comes to you, but he’d definitely agree with that statement without any complaint.

to atsumu, kissing you is a new kind of euphoria, one better than any service ace, better than any cool quick that he pulls off with his hitters. kissing you is like falling in love with you again, and it’s single-handedly the best feeling in the entire world.

he pulls away first with a proud smile. he steals a quick peck against your lips, then your nose, and then the rest of your face until you’re drowning in his affection.

you giggle, throwing your arms around his shoulders. “tsumu!”

atsumu sighs contentedly. his large hand cups your cheek. the rough skin of his thumb traces up and down your face. it’s so reassuring and so warm that you can’t help but lean into it.

“i love you, angel. y’know that right?” atsumu stares at you, adoration swimming in his eyes. everyday, he can’t believe that he gets to have you. he can’t believe he gets to come home and you’ll be there waiting for him, ready to hold him in your arms and kiss his knuckles when he tells you about his day.

you adjust your head ever so slightly to kiss his palm. “i know it. you never fail to make it known.”

you’ve come to realize that that’s who he is. your sweet boy, atsumu miya, is so full of love. behind the brashness and the insults, he has so much love in his heart that some days he doesn’t know what to do with it.

“i love you so much, atsumu miya. you are my life.” you whisper, bringing him in for another soul-igniting, cavity-inducing kiss. it’s intense, hotter, but that is just life with atsumu, a blaze of passion and fierceness.

you can feel him melt against you as if this is his first time doing this with you. you can feel him reciprocating your words. you know him so well that you can guess the words that follow. “all for me. my sweet angel. what did i do to deserve you?”

a memory springs to mind, causing you to cut the moment short as much as you’d like to continue. atsumu pouts at the loss of your lips against his. such a kid. still, he looks at you expectantly.

“i have to admit,” you’re kind of excited to see how he’ll react to it. “the entire restaurant knows you as the shrimps camping guy.”

atsumu stiffens against your body, and the horrified look on his face makes you burst out laughing. “you’re lying. (y/n), tell me you’re lying.”

“i’m sorry, my love. it’s true.” you reach out for his hand, but the blonde playfully shrugs it off.

“don’t touch me. how could you do this to me, huh? i thought we were for life!” atsumu turns away from you, shutting his eyes.

you roll your eyes. you should’ve expected this. in situations like these, there is one sentence that will make him forget everything immediately. “if i kiss you, will you forgive me?”

atsumu snaps his head back to you, and his eyes fly open, allowing you to catch the light that sparkles in them as he smiles widely. he’s so beautiful. “really?!” he exclaims but leaves no room for you to respond before he’s crashing your mouths together for the fourth time. you roll your eyes in disbelief but give into him immediately.

atsumu miya is so annoying, but he’s yours, and you wouldn’t give him up for anyone else in the world.

[lecsainz]

BEEN MINE

request: that one where you and charles have been friends since childhood and end up together

pairings: charles leclerc x friend!f1driver!reader

authors note: It was a request from a while ago, and it was in my drafts, so I decided to finish it, but I couldn't find the request box 😭

✩. . . masterlist !

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yourinstagram week of tests and a bit of my veryyyy boring holidays for you guys.

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ynismylife can't wait to see you racing this season

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yourinstagram - 4hrs ago

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yourinstagram definitely wasn't my best race, but hey, I made it to the podium! yeah, I'm gonna copy my grid mates, a.k.a. lando and daniel, and post more random pics. nah, I'm never making an insta for this; I always forget the password I set.

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charles_leclerc y/n, you gotta be kidding me with this pic!

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⤷ yourinstagram I've got way more where that came from, danny.

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lecciardo we need posts like this every week!

maxverstappen1 should've posted a pic of us on the podium, mate.

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charles_leclerc you are the best thing that's ever been mine

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yourinstagram and every time I look at you, it's like the first time

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⤷ pascal_leclerc we'll have to rethink our plans for their wedding.

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[vintagestarlight]

Couple's Trip

Summary: you and John take a trip for your anniversary and John has a very special question to ask

Pairing: John Price x gf!reader

Words:~ 2.0k

Warnings: fluff, tiny bit of angst(?), smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it folks :3), MDNI!!

A/N: so this has been sitting in my drafts for months and I finally finished it! Probably the longest fic I’ve written and I’m not sure how I feel about it(I feel like I’m better at writing fluff pieces rather than spicy ones maybe?)but let me know what yall think! I’m working on another Price fic and a Soap fic so stay tuned! :)

A/N: As always likes, reblogs, comments, and feedback of all types are welcome and my inbox is always open! Hope you guys enjoy!!

***beware of typos lol

Your mind wandered as you zipped your suitcase shut. John announced you were taking a trip for your anniversary and refused to tell you where. "You'll find out when we get there love," he said with a laugh after you pestered him to tell you. You walked downstairs and set your suitcase by the front door.

Through no fault of his own John wasn't always around for your anniversary. He always tried his best to to have his leave coincide but it didn't always happen. Usually you just had a nice dinner at home or John would surprise you with flowers; both of which you enjoyed. Needless to say you were shocked but excited when John told you he had a few weeks leave and had something big planned.

"Hey hon, remember to pack your toothbrush this time," you said, doublechecking to make sure you had everything. "You forget it every time," you mused. "I'm not going to forget my toothbrush dove. And I don't forget it every time," Price argued; he checked his suitcase and realized he forgot. He went to the bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush to pack it away without telling you.

"Are you ready love?" Price asked. "I want to get going," You noticed your boyfriend seemed to be acting weird. He was very fidgety and it wasn't like him at all.

"You okay?" You asked. "You seem anxious to get going,"

"Yeah I'm fine love I just want to get there before dark," Price replied, taking the luggage outside. He loaded the suitcases into the back of the car and slipped his hand in his pocket. His fingers brushed against the velvet box resting in his pocket. "Well if we want to get there before dark we should get going," you called out and shut the door behind you, locking up the house.

You noticed the scenery started to change from hilly landscapes to dense woods. You started to get excited about what was at the end of your little road trip. The car turned on to a cobblestone stone driveway that led to a beautiful cabin overlooking a private lake surrounded by trees. "Oh John this is beautiful!" You said, looking out the window. "How did you know about this?" You asked. "An old mate of mine offered to let us use it for the week," he smiled watching you try and take it all in.

"This whole place is for us?" You asked, wondering if you could possibly see everything in just a few days. Price squeezed your thigh. "Just us," he said, parking the car. "Here love," Price stated. He fished in his pocket pulling out a set of keys. "Here's the keys to the cabin. Why don't you go take a look around, while I unload the car" he suggested.

You smiled and took the keys from him walking up to the front steps. You unlocked the front door and stepped inside. The living room was decorated in a way you would expect a cabin to be decorated. A large sofa facing a tv mounted on the wall, a large red rug in the middle of the floor, an end table with a lamp beside the couch, a tv stand, large fireplace, and a chandelier made from antlers adorned the living room. There was also a full kitchen to your right when you walked in.

You made your way to the stairs and found the master bedroom. A king size bed was the centerpiece of the room with a wool blanket draped over the end. The curtains were drawn and a soft light emanated from a lamp sitting on a bedside table.

Your footsteps were hushed by the soft carpet as you walked to the bathroom. The master bathroom was beautifully decorated in finished wood and white accents with a big claw foot tub; definitely big enough for both you and John. A window that faced the lake and woods let in a nice breeze and you couldn't help smiling, the fact it was yours for a few days finally setting in.

You came down the stairs just as John set down the last of your luggage. "So? What do you think?" Price asked, smiling as you wrapped your arms around him. "It's perfect John!” you smiled. "It's so beautiful," you planted a kiss on his lips.

Over the next few days the ring Price carried around burned a hole in his pocket. He tried finding the right time to ask you but everytime he tried he got nervous. He was the Captain of the most elite special forces team in the world and he couldn't even ask you to marry him. He sat at the edge of the dock, his fishing pole in his hands. He looked at the water waiting for a fish to bite and thinking about how much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. If only I could just ask her. With a frustrated sigh, he got up to stretch his legs still holding the fishing pole.

These few days seemed like a dream to you. Getting to spend this time with John was something you didn't always get to have. You noticed your boyfriend's behavior was somewhat off. He was anxious and fidgety when he's normally the calm and self-assured one in the relationship. You saw him sitting at the dock fishing and you smiled to yourself. His behavior may have changed but him fishing certainly hadn't.

You opened the front door and started walking down the cobblestone path the sweet air warming your skin. You saw little firefly's glowing in the garden flying around. "Have you caught anything yet?" You asked, siting down in a lawn chair with him standing holding his fishing pole. John glanced over and saw you wearing one of his army green t shirts and a pair of sleep shorts; he felt his heart skip a beat and his cock swell embarassingly hard despite the spirited romp in the sheets a mere few hours prior. For some strange reason, it made his thoughts drift back to the little box still tucked away in his pocket; he carried it with him everywhere since they got here. He still couldn’t believe he had trouble asking you a simple four-worded question. It was almost laughable that something so simple had the Captain racked with anxiety. The man who was feared just as much as he was respected in the field. What if you said no? What if you didn’t actually love him and this was the push you needed to leave him? He grimaced as his thoughts got more and more out of control.

“No I think I missed most of them,” he muttered and turned his attention back to the water. You furrowed your eyebrows; something was up with your boyfriend. Not much fazed the 6’2” Brit so to see him so lost in thought worried you. You got to your feet and wrapped your arms around your lover; your hands dipped underneath the shirt he was wearing and felt the dusting of wiry chest hair. You ran your fingers down the strong expanse of his chest and abdomen following the happy trail that disappears into his waistband. “What’s wrong hon?” You asked. “Nothing is wrong I’m fine love,” He grumbled. “You’ve been acting strange for the past few days and that isn’t like you,” You persisted. "I want to know what’s bothering you. You know you can tell me anything right?” You reassured him. John shifted his attention from the still water to you and tried to think of what to say.

“Do you…still love me?” He asked with uncertainty. “Would I have let you put me in those positions if I didn’t?” You teased, referencing the previous bedroom escapades. Seeing his face didn’t change, you realized he was serious. “Of course I do. Why would you think I don’t?” You asked. “Well…sometimes I can’t help but think you’ll wake up one day and come to your senses and leave me for someone who actually deserves you,” He sighed. It felt foreign to him to talk about his feelings but you made him feel safe enough that he could. You always brought out the best of him and it was one of the many reasons he wanted to marry you. “John Price, I am never going to leave you,” You told him, placing your hands on his muttonchops, framing his face. You hated it when he talked so badly about himself. “I love you so much and you deserve everything,” You said, gazing up at him. “Even if I am a grumpy old man?” He asked. “Yes even though you’re a grumpy old man,” you teased. “Hey! Easy now,” He said in mock annoyance. You placed your lips on his, capturing him in a heated kiss. You felt him kiss you back and the tension from his shoulders melted away. He groaned and pressed your bodies together, reaching down to grab a handful of your ass. He chuckled quietly when you whined as he pulled away. “In that case, there’s something I need to ask you,” He slipped his hand into his pocket while dropping down onto one knee. It’s now or never Price. He told himself. Your eyes went wide and filled with tears as you realized what was happening. “Y/N, will you marry me?” He asked, hoping, no silently begging, for you to say yes. “Yes! Yes I’ll marry you John Price,” you cried.

******

“FUCK!” You screamed. The headboard practically hit the wall with each harsh thrust from John. The room was filled with obscene yet erotic sound of panting and skin slapping against skin. “Fuck you’re taking me so well love,” John panted out, taking a glance down to where your cunt practically swallowed his cock. The sight drove him mad and he let out sounds he didn’t know he had in him. Those sounds he was making, the breathy groans and whimpers almost made you come then and there. “Fuck John!” You panted, feeling yourself get closer with every snap of John’s hips that hit perfectly inside you. John could feel you squeezing him like a vice and he knew you were close to coming. He grabbed the head board and pushed your legs to your chest to better plow into you and get as deep as he could into your pulsing cunt. “That’s it love,” He breathed out, his pace unrelenting. “Come for me love, come for me,”. John’s voice sounded strained as he focused on making you come before he did. You keened as you felt yourself go over the edge, coming on John’s cock. You squeezed him so tightly he swore he saw stars and came deep inside you, thick ropes of white staining the inside of your cunt. John rested his forehead against yours, strands of his hair sticking to the sweaty skin. You felt the sheer sheen of perspiration that had covered your own body begin to dry and cool off the longer the two of you stayed in each other’s embrace. "You okay love?” He asked, still out of breath as you both waited for your heart rates to slow. “More than okay,” you smiled lazily. Price gingerly pulled out his softened cock and walked to the bathroom, you admiring his bare ass as he walked away. John used a warm wash cloth to gently clean you up before grabbing a celebratory cigar and lighting it. You watched and admired his naked body as he poured himself a glass of scotch from the decanter sitting on the small table in the room before sliding back into bed with you.

You and John lay slightly tangled in the sheets with your head resting on his chest and his arm around you, relishing in that wonderful, hazy post sex daze. You couldn’t help but stare at the ring on your finger and smile; John was your fiancée and you could hardly believe it. “Careful now or I’ll think you love the ring more than me,” John’s deep baritone voice reverberating in his chest. “Well the ring is pretty great. And all I have is an old man,” you teased, looking up at him knowing he just proved himself to be anything but an old man. Your remark earned you a playful pinch on your ass. You squealed and laughed, swatting his chest playfully.

“Don’t worry Mr. Price I only have eyes for you my love,” You said, planting a kiss on his lips. "I love you,"

“I love you too soon-to-be Mrs. Price,”

[preciadosbass]

23/8/24 [draft from friday — key + significant photos at end]

yay i can finally post this!! woke up at 6:30 and said goodmorning to boris. he was inside again, i think because of how cold it is out. i then got dressed as soon as i could so i was completely ready before the time we had to leave to go away. i put on a light gray low cut shirt, but then started freezing alive so i changed into my sleeping with sirens shirt as it was the only shirt out that i hadn’t already packed. i paired it with black ripped skinny jeans, gray + black striped arm warmers, knee high converse, danger days my chemical romance zip up, my kellin quinn necklace, a surfboard shaped wood carved necklace — and no cuffs/bracelets as this outfit is just to be worn for the car ride to the campus and then ill get changed for swimming.

after getting ready, i had a snack and painted my left hand’s nails with black nail polish. i surprisingly did them pretty neatly to how i usually do it and considering how small my nails are. within a few minutes of them being dried, half of my second smallest nail’s polish came off halfway lmao - i was going to put some more on to cover it up, but i was in a rush and i needed to do my teeth, i finished at 7. i then checked on boris again and replaced the pins on my bag. ive needed to ever since i took a ton off to put onto my jacket. all that’s left now is: incubus pin, spider-man pin, the last of us pin, t-rex pin, saliva pin, kittie pin, shark pin, beetle pin, brendon urie pin, chi cheng pin, soulfly pin, collide with the sky [pierce the veil] pin, and a silent hill pin. which sounds like a lot, but because of the way they’re set out, it dosent look like many. at least not compared to what i’m used to.

once i was done [7:18], i packed my bag. i packed: my camera, skeleton gloves, collage scraps, my collage journal, camera charger, headphone charger, extra bracelets, my spiral earrings, battery packs, my hairbrush, my wallet, hand sanitizer, meds, and my phone charger. after doing that and a few other odd bits around the house [turning off switches, making sure i’ve packed everything, etc] i went to see boris properly at 7:40. i told him about everything that’s going to be going on [who’s taking care of him, that she’s not comfortable letting him out, when we’re getting back, things like that] and said goodbye to him. i finished officially at 8:20. i’m gunna miss him so much while we’re away, but i’m excited to see him again afterwards and tell him everything.

everyone [me, my sister, my parents] got in the car at around the same. unrelated, but i also forgot to mention in yesterdays journal, archie was taken over to my sister’s friends house to be looked after. we set off at 2:30 and i looked through soul punk patrick stump videos along with a few pretty odd era panic! tiktoks. also watched my chemical romance’s song 2 [blur] cover, i don’t know why i haven’t seen this before i’m obsessed. i started journaling at 9:16 and wrote all of the paragraphs above. than at 9:30 i took a break and started listening to some music. [just surrender, fall out boy, gerard way + ray toro, frank iero, falling in reverse, blur, my chemical romance, death of a bachelor panic! at the disco, a static lullaby.]

i had a nap somewhere near 11:30 [on my seal plush] and woke up at around 12:40. i continued listening to music [CKY, HIM, frank iero, darling you should be ashamed, linkin park, lovehatehero, before today, a bullet for a pretty boy [[so underrated]], and sleeping with sirens.] i did so until 1:44 when we arrived at the resort. my dad pulled the car into the drive through place where you get your keycard/folder of leaflets and after driving round to our car park, we started unpacking into the room. on our holiday guide, it said that we could only get in our room at 3, so we were lucky to get in early. as soon as i found me & my sisters room and claimed my bed, and hung up my necklaces on the windows’ handle. along with taking a few things out of my bag + putting cuffs/band bracelets on. we did plan on going to swimming as soon as my extended family arrived, but that ended up not working out as they had to leave late.

i then took out my collage journal and started cutting up the leaflets from the folder into separate letters [etc] to make a collage tomorrow. well i say tomorrow, when i started cutting everything up, i intended for me to put everything together today. [photo at end] but i only got round to collecting the bits of paper i need. i used my stamps to print stars onto a yellow sticky note and took a couple pictures of the leaflets incase we needed anything off them after id cut them up [e.g wifi support]. me, my parents and my sister left for a show and arrived at the venue at 3:12. on the way to the venue, we met up with D [one of my cousins, his girlfriend — L, and her son, W.] we got the time wrong so we thought were really short on time, but it started 20 minutes after we found a table.

first up was a beatboxer, except he made more sound affects than sounds to make into some kind of song. he was also really funny with the way he made and timed the sound affects. it’s impossible for me to explain with unless you were there and saw him, but he was really good. next was four breakdancers, ive never really had much interest in breakdancing, but it was quite cool to watch them. one had come all the way down from japan or something.

after was one of those big hoop acts. there’s not much to say as there’s not much to explain — following on from that, a bmX rider came out and started doing all kinds of crazy tricks. i somewhat remember seeing the show itself around a year ago, but this bmX guy was different than last year. its tricky to explain a bmX show generally, but its even trickier for people to read id they don’t know what it is. so i recommend looking up bmX tricks. once he’d done his thing, a basketballer came onto stage. he was manipulating the ball and circling it around him shoulders etc. behind him was a fake button with “do not push” plastered above it. obviously, it’s a show, he ‘pressed’ the button and everytime another ball would roll out from backstage.

in the end, he was working with 5 different basketballs. it was super impressive. before the show finished, everyone came out and did all their tricks side by side. during the entire show, the beatboxer was singing and making even more sound affects. he actually had a pretty decent voice. at 4:30, after we’d all packed up our stuff and gotten ready to leave and do something else, me, my parents and my sister headed back to our room. D, L and W went off to their rooms aswell. upon getting into our chalet, i went to have a nap but ended up putting on my skates. my sister stuck on hers and we circuited a section of the resort, looking for D’s room. it didn’t take us long before we found it. but during skating around and checking door numbers, i stupidly sped round a corner on the second level of chalets and nearly fell headfirst down a huge staircase.

i assumed that it’d turn and go round the other side, so i could look at the numbers on the other rooms, as a few other of the second story ‘balconys’ or whatever you wanna call them - don’t have stairs and just follow on around the other side. but i was wrong. i slightly toppled down the first two stairs and then grabbed onto my sister’s back. luckily i didn’t make her fall over lmao // at 5:30, all of us [all of my family] went round to our restaurant for dinner. it was a little cheeky of us to even eat together as everyone in the family apart from my parents & sister have reservations for another restaurant.

after dinner, i went back to the room and stayed there for 30 minutes alone before me, my sister and my parents made our way to yet another show. we arrived at the venue and i sat near the front on the floor with my sister. my mum sat on some stairs and my dad stayed standing. it was a magic show, which is quite a complicated thing to explain, especially because i actually didn’t understand how any of the tricks were done, but i enjoyed it. also while the backstage staff were sorting out some more props the start of my generation by limp bizkit played!!

the show finished at 8, and me and my immediate family went round to the rest of the family’s chalets to check them out. i went into the more cousin based one first, the people staying in it were: RY and H, and R and E. i sat on R’s bed and just people watched [mostly] until H offered to paint my right hand’s nails dark purple as id forgotten to paint that hand in black when i was at home. then i went to see the rest of my family’s room. the family members in this chalet are my aunt and uncle, and L/W. when i came in my uncle had a jumper over the radiator and it smelt so bad and was clearly just about to light on fire. i went back into the cousin’s room/s and went to see E and see what she was doing.

she was applying gems to her eyelids with some kind of makeup glue. she asked if i wanted some and i agreed so she sat me down and gently glued the gems onto my face. [photo at end] when she was done and if verified i was happy with it, i went back to my room to quickly get something — i’m not sure what it was as im writing this on the 27th. when i got back at 9:10, we had to leave for another show. we walked across the resort and arrived at the venue to get ourselves some seats. me and E tried taking pictures of our gemmed-up eyelids together but wasn’t able to because of bad lighting. the show was advertised as a ‘rock’ festival, however the music that played was things like lizzo and ed sheeran.

i was kind of disappointed because i thought it’d be punk rock or something else i would be able to sing along to, but it was funny that we were catfished so bad. me and R just sat there making faces for eachother, indicating that ‘this isn’t rock, wtf is this’ - the performance ended at 10:20 and we went straight to another venue to join in with a ‘music dance party.’ as you can imagine, the music was dance music, but i like dance music. i somewhat danced with my grandad, E and R. R spun me around and my sister stayed swaying across the dance floor with my dad. [photo at end]

i haven’t really ever seen my dad dance before, but his favourite ‘party’ track came on and he went mad. he was doing all sorts of weird dance moves but it was cracking me up. if only whoever is reading this saw it in the moment. we parted with the rest of the family and went back to the chalet at approximately 11:30. i started to do a bit of my journal, made a picture collage of the day, and had a little nap. after my nap, i asked my parents questions about boris, said goodnight to boris via a picture of him [the picture in question is at the end] and went to sleep at 1:45.

🗝️ — boris/my cat, archie/my immediate family’s dog, questions about boris/i ask my parents questions about my cat to verify he's okay + will be okay in the morning. its a compulsive thing and i'm hopefully going to be tested for OCD in the future.

have a good day/night O_o

[ilovechuuy4]

ˊ "I thought you were leavin' me.?" ˋ

٭✰.Fyodor D. X GN! Reader.✰٭

A/N: erm, ty to my bsf for giving me ideas when I had none (I just didn't want to do any of my drafts) I was making this while the pole was going on:3 HAPPY BIRTHDAY FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY!!! ✰٭

→ Description; It's Fyodor's birthday and you wanted to surprise him

↣ Fyodor is the type to not get nor want birthday parties anymore but when he gets them from close people, he enjoys them a lot ✰*

It was around 4pm, you and Fyodor were out 'nd about walking around Yokohama until a REALLY important thought popped inside your head. You hadn't forgot but, you were so caught in having a nice day with Fyodor it was just resting in the back of your mind. It was Fyodors birthday! You looked at Fyodor and then back at the ground, you felt bad if you left your boyfriend but, you really wanted to surprise him for his birthday.

You looked Fyodor in the eyes with soft worried eyes placing a kiss on Fyodors lips. "I got to go my love, promise you I'll meet you at the house" You spoke slowly before colliding your lips with his one more then skittering off in the crowded streets of Yokohama, Fyodor looked so disappointed when you left him alone in the streets.

You walk around the stores grabbing foods to cook, cake, sweets, everything you think you would think Fyodor would appreciate. You also decided to get him a gift, you weren't sure what to get him since he isn't the most open when it comes to things he likes most it's always "you" or "church" which obviously doesn't give you anything!

You sigh as you walk around until you find a jewelry shop, men's womens, etc. Everyone was shopping there so you decided to take a peek. You walk in, gently colliding shoulders with a lot of people, it was pretty crowded. A few minutes of glancing and looking, you spot a beautiful ring, it was a silver ring with a small piece of topaz, it was the exact color of Fyodor's birthstone, so maybe he would like it?

You slowly picked up the box and looked at the ring more closely, you could definitely get something ingraved on the inside, maybe the date of yall's anniversary? Yea, that's good. You pick up the ring and head to the check out counter, you had the ring to the worker and ask them to ingrave that anniversary date, which they happily did for you.

You watch as it is engraved and then the worker told you the price, which made you choke on your own so it, 200 dollars?! But, you decided it was worth it since it was Fyodor's birthday. You take out your credit card and pay. You walk out with all the bags of different foods and sweets and the ring and make your way home, and hopefully you could get this all set before fyodor is home. When you arrived home, luckily for you, Fyodor wasn't home.

You quickly put away all the cold items, along with the red velvet cake for fyodor's birthday. You decided to make beef stroganoff, you got all the ingredients ready and started to cook. It had taken around an hour and thirty minutes. It was weird, fyodor wasn’t home yet so, you plate the beef stroganoff over noodles along a piece of garlic bread and broccoli.

About thirty minutes go by and then you hear the front door doorknob jingling and rattling, Fyodor was finally home! You quickly warm up the lukewarm food and place it down on the dining table. You rummage through your bag to grab the present you bought for Fyodor placing that on the table too. You skitter around to get every thing ready, quickly grabbing the cake from the fridge as well, putting it on the center of the table. You watch as the front door opens and a tired, slightly annoyed Fyodor walked in. You knew exactly why he was upset.

"Surprise?" You said softly a soft sorry look on your face as you said it. Fyodor looks at you then at the table with the gift and food, the annoyed expression slowly faded and turned to a soft smile. “Oh darling, thank you so much.” Fyodor spoke as he hugged you tightly, his arms wrapping around your waist. He plants a soft kiss in your forehead before he speaks again, “Let’s eat that delicious food now, yeah?” He said smiling as he let go of you and took a seat at the table, and you quickly follow suit.

Y’all both pick up the forks and start eating, occasionally talking and sipping on the white wine that you prepared along with dinner. It took around 20 - 30 minutes for y'all to finish since y'all spoke to each other, but eventually y'all were finished. You quickly stood from the table and grabs the small bag off the kitchen counter, handing it to the black haired man with a soft yet bright smile. "Here I got you a gift, honey." You said with that same bright smile while handing the small bag to Fyodor.

Fyodor takes the gift with shaky hands, "You know you didn't have to get me a gift, I know you get me a gift every year but still my love" he spoke lovingly, even if he complained so much about you getting him a gift, he really did appreciate it. "I know, but I enjoy seeing the look of joy on your face every time." you responded as you watched Fyodor open the present. As Fyodor slowly opened the present, you watched in utter joy, you really hoped that Fyodor liked the present. Fyodor pulls out all of the tissue paper you had stuffed in the bag which was a lot, you didn't have any wrapping paper so it was the best option.

Your soft e/c eyes follow the boney hands of the Russian man as he reaches in the bag and pulling out the small box, which causes him to look up from the bag at you, one of his raven colored eyebrows cocked. He just shakes his head with a soft smile as he looks back down at the small box. His slim fingers slowly open the box as he sees the beautiful silver ring with the beautiful topaz gem, he slowly picks up the ring from out the case and looks at it, his violet colored eyes lighting up and filling with love as he sees the inside of the ring with y'all's anniversary date, he looks at you and back at the ring.

Your lover wasn't the one to cry when receiving gifts, he never has. But it seems you hit a nerve as his beautiful eyes started turning glossy and the clear tears drip slowly from them. "Fyodor, darling? What's the matter?" you said a frown of worry on your face. The Russian looked up from the ring and at you, "y/n, honey,i really love it you don't even know how much I do." he said as the glossy clear drops continue to fill and drop from his eyes. He stands from the chair he was sat in and embraces you tightly, his arms around your waist. He plants a slow, tender, and loving kiss on your lips and holds it. The taste of wine still on his lips from dinner as he slowly pulls away. "I really thought you were leavin' me you know?" He spoke as he sighed, keeping you in that tight embrace.

[jackhues]

a secret - šimon nemec

requested by: anon :)

notes: i hope you like this!

likes are good, reblogs are better <3

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you met šimon while he'd been in new jersey for training camp. he'd just been drafted to the nhl, while you'd just gotten a new job at a local cafe.

in any other world, you two wouldn't have even met each other -- let alone start a relationship.

it just so happened that he was recommended the cafe by another devils player, and decided to check it out on the morning that you were working. you made him a coffee, suggesting one of your favourites because he wasn't sure how to order.

after that, things just blossomed.

you exchanged numbers, texting and facetiming whenever you could. you went on dates, you wore his jersey to games, you spent all of your time together.

but you still hadn't gone public.

you were dating, but neither of you wanted to be poked and prodded at by the media. especially since he was called up to the nhl.

in fact, you hadn't even told the team yet.

it's not like it would be the end of the world, but they believed you were best friends. and considering the way some of them could never keep their mouths shut, you guys decided it was simply better that way.

never denied, but never confirmed.

you sat with the other wags, dressed in a nemec jersey, and ready for this game to be over. the devils were leading 5-1, with three minutes left in the third, and šimon had just scored his first hattrick.

it was a big achievement, you knew that. and you just wanted to go home and celebrate it.

which was why the second the game was over, you jumped up and clapped louder than anyone around you. after the stars of the game were announced (šimon getting the first star), you waited for a little longer before heading to the locker room.

by now, most guys were headed home, leaving only šimon in the locker room. he'd been the last to do media, and was going to be the last to leave.

"good game," you fist bumped nico as he walked by.

"thanks, y/n/n," he grinned. "šimon's still in the locker room. he'll be out in a few minutes."

you waved as nico walked away, poking your head inside the room. just like you predicted, he was the only one left. his back was facing you as he pulled his shirt on.

you walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his back.

šimon froze for half a second, before relaxing once he realized it was only you. he turned around, a wide grin on his face as he pulled you into a proper hug.

"i'm so proud of you," you smiled, fixing the collar of his shirt. "look at you, a big shot now. scoring hattricks and stuff. how're you gonna make sure it doesn't get to your head?"

šimon laughed, swaying you gently with his arms around your waist. "hmm, i'm not sure. i do have this wonderful girlfriend who's very good at making sure my head doesn't get too big. i'm probably going to have to spend more time with her to increase her effect on me."

you rolled your eyes, a stupid grin on your face.

šimon laughed at your expression, pressing a kiss to your nose.

"you're so cute," he grinned, pressing another kiss to your cheek.

he continued peppering kisses over your face, pausing before he dipped down to capture your lips in his. you found yourself melting into him, your hand coming up to play with the hair on the nape of his neck. his arms gripped your waist, doing the job of holding you up since your legs seemed to have failed you.

the two of you pulled apart as a loud bang sounded, followed by something clattering to the floor.

there stood luke hughes, a sheepish look on his face as he chased his waterbottle.

"sorry guys," he muttered. "forgot this. don't mind me, i'm heading out now. continue." he paused, "just don't have sex on my stall, that's where i draw the line."

"we - we're not--" šimon stuttered.

"oh please, don't pull that she's my best friend bullshit again," he said dismissively. "everyone on the team knows you're together, and everyone thinks you guys are adorable. i might be changing my mind if you have sex in the locker room."

"luke, stop talking," you told him.

"yes ma'am."

"and get out if you're not missing anything else."

"yes ma'am."

you and šimon waited for luke to leave, before turning back to each other.

"let's face it," you shrugged. "it's not like we were doing a good job at keeping this a secret."

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[bbybaku]

Forgive me followers I forgot I had this gem in my drafts. 

This is a GOOD one 

husband shig and some bonkers role play 

warnings (bear with me): lowkey dark content but it will make sense when you read it, husband shig, implied kids, roleplay, alcohol. drugged drink, sir kink, oral (male recieving), begging, dirty talk, vaginal sex, cream pie, breeding kink, baiting, f reader 

2.3k words 

also sorry this one is a little long but prob one of my new favorites 

enjoy ;) 

your husband, tomura, had taken a 4 day weekend off from his desk job and your 2 kids were at their grandparents for the entire weekend. 

the two of you decided to live out a fantasy, roleplay if you will, you had been talking about for a while. 

to go to a bar and pretend to be strangers.

and go home together, of course. 

and have back breaking kinky sex, of course. 

the first night of the long weekend consisted of you getting a hotel room and leaving before tomura got home from work. 

the plan consisted of you two just so happening to be at an upscale club downtown at the same time. and tomura made a rule of no talking about anything real. you had to pretend not to know eachother. 

you sat and waited in the hotel room for what felt like hours, you were so excited you couldnt see straight. you brought that dress he loved and did your makeup in a dark and mysterious way.

it was almost time to leave and your hands were shaking with excitement, right before you left you remembered to take off your wedding ring, you planned on leaving it in the room but you just couldnt bring yourself to do it. you put the band in your purse. 

you loved tomura too much to live without the ring. 

you showed up 15 minutes after. fashionably late. 

you walked in alone and were immeaditly approached by a man wanting to dance, you talked sweetly and flirted while you turned him down, scanning the dark crowded room for him.

there.

in the back corner of the room. agitated. watching you. 

you knew him well enough to know your previous interaction had shigaraki’s blood boiling. 

his hair normally slicked back or put up hair was messy and in his face, he was wearing slacks and a button down, the top few unbuttoned. He was wearing vans and a jacket unzipped. he looked irritated. he was slouching with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding a brown drink. 

you made brief eye contact. you wanted to stir the pot a little more before approaching your husband. 

 you looked away first, checking your phone and making your way to the bar. 

and it was pretty easy to get under his skin. 

you didnt have to look to see he had just gotten up and was walking over to you. 

you waited at the bar for a bartender. 

a man stood next to you and offered to buy you a drink. you accepted the drink but declined the strangers advances. 

you took the drink and turned around. finding shigaraki sitting at a both alone. not just looking at you but staring into you. 

you sat across from him in the booth. lighting touching his hand that was resting on the table as you slid in. 

“hi” you said sweetly

“hey” he said with his head slightly lifted, his eyes looking down at you through his pale hair. 

“whats your name?” you couldnt stop yourself form giving him a small smile.

“shigaraki. my friends call me shiggy” 

it was funny to you because you two shared his last name, being married and all. 

“im y/l/n” 

he smirked “and what do you do, y/l/n?” 

you matched his energy “oh you know boring stuff.” you took a long sip of your drink, refusing to break eye contact. “what about you?” 

he scoffed a little. that way he was so good at being annoyed. “oh you know boring stuff” a pause “can i buy you a drink?” 

“sure i would love another one” 

you knew he wanted to skip this part. you knew his balls were aching and that he was beyond ready to be balls deep inside of you. 

you finished your first drink while he was at the bar. you could feel the warmth of the alcohol in your face and between your legs. 

he came back with a small cup of alcohol and juice. he handed it to you and sat down next to you.

“thanks” 

he put a hand on your thigh and whipsered “oh dont thank me yet”  

within seconds of sipping on the drink he brought you you could feel yourself getting tired. the room was getting hazy and something was off. 

this wasnt part of the plan. you looked up at your husband as the room stopped making sense. he winked as he caught your body.

you woke up in a massive bed. in a huge studio apartment with windows overlooking downtown. 

this was not the plan at all. 

it was still night time so you couldnt have slept that long.

“you didnt feel well so i brought you back to my apartment.” 

tomura was really getting into it. 

you were intriuged and your sex was pulsating. 

he stood over you on the bed, jacket off. He looked tired, like he had just carried an unconscious woman back to a secret apartment. 

He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. body language expressing his frustration. 

“i also needed to remind you of something”

tomura said as he crawled over to you on the bed.

you stayed where you were sitting as he nuzzled into you.

“you belong to me” he whispered then grabbed you by the upper arm and threw you face down on the bed.

he had taken your shoes off but you were still wearing the dress from earlier. and your wedding ring was back on your finger. 

“ass up” he said as he hiked you dress up and grabbed a handful of your hair.

you expect him to rip your panties off but he didn’t, he pulled them up, and slapped your ass. hard. 

“count”

“tomur- “

“wrong” he said as he slapped the same place as earlier but a lot harder.

“one”

“don’t think i didn’t see you whoring yourself around in that bar”

“t-two”

“you are mine and all mine”

“three”

he used your hair as leverage.

“four”

“to think”

“five”

he grabbed the other side of your ass and played with it before slapping it.

“six”

“that my darling”

“seven”

“would forget who she belongs to?”

“eight”

he leaned over your body

“nine”

tomura licked up your neck then kissed your jaw.

“ten”

tomura let go of your hair and pulled your dress over your head and discarded it on the ground next to the bed.

“and what do you say?”

you gulped. “tomura-“

he lifted your head by your hair and leaned really close to you.

“what did you call me?” you could feel his irritation.

“thank you sir” you said quietly and looking down.

“thats what i thought” he scoffed. 

he unclipped your bra in one swift motion and pushed you back down onto the bed.

once again you expected him to take your underwear off but he didn’t.

tomura snaked between your legs. 

“do i have your permission, darling?” he asked

you nodded but he motioned like he couldnt hear you.

“what was that? im sorry I cant hear you.” 

“yes, yes you have my permission” you were babbling.

“your permission to do what darling?” 

“im -um. fuck me?” 

he slapped your ass “watch your profanity” he leaned closer to your ear and whispered “youre going to have to beg a little more than that and you know it.” 

your sex was pulsating and you craved your husband. 

you wanted him more than you had ever wanted anything. 

he lifted your thighs so his arms were under them but resting on your hips.  

“please to-” you stopped yourself. he glanced you looking displeased. 

“please sir please touch me ill do anything”  you corrected yourself.

he grunted as he got up.

“anything?” he questioned. 

you were beginning to understand why you were still wearing your underwear.  

“will you sit on the floor and suck on my big cock?” 

you grinned, “make me” 

tomura turned around slowly. 

“do you want to say that again?”

your smile grew bigger. “you heard me tomura, i said make me,”

before you could blink your wrists were bound by his belt behind your back and you were on your knees staring at his beautiful and very hard cock. 

he was leaking precum and you didnt have to be told twice to lick it up but that wasnt on the menu at that moment. 

you held out, being stuborn and bratty, waiting for him to make the first move. 

and he did.

tomura slapped you in the face “suck on it, slut” 

you closed your eyes, licked up his shaft, and took the tip in your mouth. 

you bobbed your head up and went further down with each bob, he was longer than he looked. 

if your hands werent bound you would spit in your palm when you came up for air and start pumping his base, but that wasnt an option. 

each time you came back up you would give special attention to the tip, just as he liked it. 

at first tomura sat on the bed and leaned back as you went up and down and up and down his shaft. 

between whimpers tomura said “its nice to see my whore wife finally remember who she belongs to.” 

he had one hand in your hair directing you and the other to lean back on the bed. 

you used teeth after his comment. 

he pulled your head back and sat up, using his free hand to hold your face forcing you to look at him. 

“i didnt want to drug you but i had to. i had to teach you a lesson. would you rather those fucking perverted men drug you or me? huh? i know you would rather me fuck you raw on this bed right now than either of those fuck faces at the bar huh” 

“uh-huh” 

“thats what i thought, get on the bed.” 

finally. you had been waiting all night. 

he took his pants off and unbuttoned his shirt but didnt take it all the way off. you loved his body. He was muscular but only under his cloths, he normally looked slouchy and scrawny. meaning you were the only person who got to see him like this. 

you lay with your legs spread open for him. your head propped up with pillows and your hands still tied behind your back. 

tomura crawled onto the bed and sat on his knees between your legs. 

his two fingers slid up and down you soaked folds. 

“all this for me? im flattered” 

he inserted his two fingers to your pleading hole. 

he took the fingers out and put them in his mouth. rolling his eyes back as he slowly pulled them out of his mouth. 

he smirked as he fingered you a little more slowly, then quickly, then slowly but with a third finger. 

then finally he pulled out his cock. still red and angry from when you were sucking on it just a minute ago. 

and he plunged it inside of you. 

luckily you were plenty stretched out from his fingers because he wasted no time in bottoming out and finding his pace. 

one of your legs over his shoulder and both of his hands on your his as leverage as he fucked you into the mattress without mercy. 

he head back in ecstasy, hair covering his eyes. you could have come just from the sight of it. 

you grabbed his fore arm, he looked down at you through his hair. he was glistening with sweat and looked at you a little confused.  

you pulled him down, him releasing the leg that was formally on his shoulder. 

his thrusts slowed as moved to get on top of you. 

you stated sucking a hickey on his neck, he huffed and grabbed a handful of your hair. 

“stop i have work” he said through grunts and whimpers. 

despite his comment he found where your neck and shoulder met and dug his teeth in. 

actually biting you. 

you moaned into his hair. heh hummed in satisfaction while he moved to suck on your breasts. 

one hand squeeing the right while he sucked on it and the other circling your nipple. occasionally pinching it. 

all while he would ppound into your soaking wet entrance and then slowly pull out. 

each thrust making squelching noises from your pleasure. 

he released your tit with a pop from sucking on it and looked you in the eyes through his hair. 

“im gonna cum in you. and were going to have a third. i need to see you pregnant again. full of my kids.” 

he licked up your chest and getting closer to you. he pushed your hair out of your face and reiterated: 

“you are going to be so fucking pregnant all the time. and everyone who sees you will know that i fucked your raw and i came inside of you. and that you are mine. you will have all of my kids” he moaned “youre my wife and the mother to all of my kids” 

he grunted. you squeezed around him, excited at the thought. 

he thrusts grew less organized and tomura furrowed his brow. 

he stared whimpering “ung im close” he ran a hand through his hair “beg for it” 

he didnt have to ask you twice.

you leaned up on your elbows and held his hand. 

“please, theres noting i want more than your cum to fill me up. i long for being full and everyone knowing who i belong to” 

one final thrust and you felt his cum fill you up. 

he ran a hand through his hair. “im not moving for at least 15 minutes the cum has to stay in. 

[obiwanobi]

I was wondering if you had any more always a Sith Anakin goodness 👀 you know, for the prosperity of the universe ✨

I do actually! This has been forgotten in my drafts for months, but here's a short scene (600 words) of Obi-Wan seeing Vaderkin's face for the very first time!

The first time Obi-Wan sees Vader without his helmet is disconcerting.

But, oddly, not in the way Obi-Wan would have thought. Later, he would actually call it an exquisite surprise, perhaps the best one Vader ever sprang on him.

The suit is familiar, and he does recognise the red lightsaber in his mechanical hand. The way Vader moves is still brutal but efficient. But now, instead of a black mask and a silent and imposing presence some of his troops have nightmares about, stands a young man pouting. His curls are stuck to his forehead in a silly way after wearing the helmet for so long, his mouth is pink and full, and he has captivating blue eyes that make Obi-Wan takes a second to realise where his mind is going with that. This really can't be Darth Vader.

Almost too consumed by his thoughts, the man who can't be Vader sways his lightsaber quickly and Obi-Wan barely manages to block it.

"You're slower than usual, Kenobi," he says. Yes, there is that too. Without his modulator, Darth Vader has a lovely voice. Low and soothing, with a charming cadence to his words. Vader shakes his head, and all the wild curls around his face move, catching the sun. Honestly, it's like Vader is doing it on purpose. "I'm very sorry darling," Obi-Wan says before he realises what he's saying. Vader's eyes grow comically round at the endearment. "But it is the first I'm seeing your face, and it is a very distracting sight." Obi-Wan is standing close enough to see realisation dawning on him. The hand not holding his saber comes to his face, touching his cheek, as if checking if Obi-Wan is telling the truth.

Then something that Obi-Wan will think about for years to come happens. Vader starts blushing. He immediately disengages, stepping back so fast that he almost trips. He opens his mouth, splutters a bit, and when Obi-Wan takes a step forward, just to see what will happen, Darth Vader yells "don't!" way too loud for what he's used to. It would be rude to impose like that, so Obi-Wan complies and stops moving. The blush spreads to his ears, and it's a shame that his armour covers him so far up his neck because Obi-Wan has a sudden interest in seeing how far it can go. Vader lets out a fast series of foreign curses under his breath. "You haven't— This isn't—" Obi-Wan tilts his head, and Vader clearly takes that as an insult. "Shut up, I just forgot!" Mortification. From showing his face or what he just said, or both, Obi-Wan can't tell. But the feeling is so clear on his face that Obi-Wan wonders if it's why he wears a mask. It's very difficult to be intimidated by someone who wears their heart on their sleeve like that. "Well, I do prefer it this way. I think I would feel better if one day you manage to fatally wound me and the last thing I see is your face. I would die comforted in the knowledge that at least, death has pretty eyes." Vader looks ready to keel over. "No," he says, as if Obi-Wan said something awful to him. "No, you can't say— just— no!" He steps back again, one hand raised in front of him. "I need to go. Don't— this isn't over, Kenobi, later, I'll get to you later." Obi-Wan has never been more charmed by such awkwardness. He offers Vader his best grin. "Oh, I sure hope you do." Vader's face looks somewhere between dumbstruck and horrified. He doesn't try to pronounce another word, choosing, for once, to flee as fast as possible. If Obi-Wan had known sooner that flowery compliments and a warm tone were the keys to making him lose his bearings, a huge amount of destruction could have been easily avoided. Oh, well. There's always next time.

[bluesylveon2]

hello,

may I please request prompt 5 with ace trappola please?

Hello anon! This prompt fitted Ace so perfectly! You could tell that I was having a bit too much fun with this (it has the basketball club). I hope that you enjoy! 😁

Prompt: 05. I’m a pro-athlete at a press conference and I make a comment to my buddy about you because I forgot my mic was on

Note: Modern au, aged up characters, twst basketball club are pro players, Floyd being chaotic, and Jamil dealing with it. FLUFF.

*Yuu's shirt is inspired by @siphoklansan's comic where her OC (pls correct me if I'm wrong) wears shrimp-patterned pj's. I recommend checking it out!

Word Count: 1338

Warnings: not beta read and possible OOC characters

500 Follower Event

"Ace, what are your thoughts about tonight's game?"

Ace smirked and confidently looked at the reporter. "You could say it was teamwork that helped us beat Noble Bell, but my winning shot was where I scored that 3-pointer."

Floyd, who sat next to him, merely rolled his eyes. "Neh Crabby, it was really me scoring that awesome dunk." He made the motion of a dunk, causing the reporters to laugh. Ace laughed along with them as he turned off his mic.

It was Jamil, the team captain's, turn to speak when Ace recalled back to the game. It was the semifinals, and although Noble Bell was a formidable opponent. They were not as tough as RSA, their opponent at the finals. RSA was filled with talented players, but they were snotty, pampered princes that made Ace want to barf. 

"Psst."

Ace could not wait to return to the hotel room and watch the replays. He needed to improve before the next match. He could imagine watching the ball as it goes through the hoop and-

"PSST!"

"What?" Ace hissed under his breath, his daydream gone. His eyes briefly glanced at Jamil, who was still answering his question, and Floyd, who looked at him with a pleased look.

"I'm bored. Let's play I Spy," Floyd whispered like a kid. 

Ace blinked. He would never get what goes through his teammate's mind. "What are-"

Floyd grinned. "I'll go first!" His bi-colored eyes scanned the crowd, looking closely at the reporters. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he leaned towards Ace. "I spy someone wearing a shrimp-patterned blouse."

Ace raised an eyebrow. "A shrimp-patterned blouse? You must be seeing things."

Floyd shook his head. "Hah? It actually exists. See for yourself." He jutted his chin to point at the crowd. 

Ace rolled his eyes but decided to look anyway. Jamil was going on about the game, and it would take a while before they moved to the next question. Ace leaned forward slightly and scanned the crowd. One reporter had a solid-colored shirt, and another had a simple patterned one. None of them matched Floyd's description. He was ready to dismiss Floyd's claim, and then he saw it.

In the middle of the crowd was a girl patiently waiting her turn with her list of pre-drafted questions. Ace was too focused on her outfit to notice the same face staring back at him.

(Ace would later learn from his future girlfriend that he was not subtle at all). 

"That is the ugliest blouse I have ever seen."

It was like someone scratched a record. Jamil's jaw dropped, and the team stayed silent. All eyes turned to the girl, and Floyd burst out in laughter. 

"Wow, Crabby! You really messed up there!"

Ace's eyes widened, and his ears turned red. He didn't know his mic was on! It was not supposed to be on in the first place!

Jamil, trying to save face, chimed in. "What he means is that your blouse is very unique. He has never seen that before."

Floyd, while still laughing, turned his mic on. "I like your blouse! It's very cool, Shrimpy. Let me take a closer look!" He suddenly jumped over the table and maneuvered through the crowd to get to 'Shrimpy' while repeatedly asking, "Can I?" The press and NRC's PR team immediately ran to him to stop him from hurting others or squeezing the poor girl too hard. 

Meanwhile, Ace covered his face in his hands and groaned. Of course, the mic also picked that up, but Ace was too embarrassed to care. 

Jamil rolled his eyes and leaned back. He was not bothered by it because this was how chaotic a typical press conference would go anyway. At least Floyd broke his personal record of how long it would take for him to jump over the table and go to the crowd. Jamil was grateful for that. 

---

After Jamil's stern lecture about when to shut up and how to treat women, Ace had no choice but to find the girl and apologize. 

"Can I watch? I want to see my new friend slap Crabby!" Floyd had said before proceeding to be dragged away by Jamil. 

Ace had found the girl near the stadium's entrance finishing up her notes. He sighed and made his way to her. He stopped until he was a few feet away from her and cleared his throat to get her attention. The girl looked up, and Ace felt his heart stop. The girl before him was beautiful, especially with the big gemstone-like eyes staring at him. Of course, she still wore the shrimp-pattern blouse. 

"It's you. Ace, right? Do you need something?"

Ace ran his hand through his hair. He looked away, and a blush formed on his face. "Look, I'm sorry about what I said earlier."

The girl smiled. "I forgive you. I didn't mind the comment anyway."

Ace turned to the girl, his eyes wide. "What? What do you mean?"

The girl laughed and picked at the collar of her blouse. "This blouse is a gift from my friend. He thought it would be hilarious for me to wear it since it would make me stand out. Which it did." 

Ace could not believe it. He expected her to yell or slap him. He was not expecting this. "If you didn't mind the comment, then you should burn that blouse. I'm pretty sure it is all over Magicam right now."

The girl grinned mischievously. "Oh, I know it is. In fact, I might wear it on the red carpet of Vil Schoenheit's next big premiere. My friend, Epel, the one who bought me this, would love to see his reaction." She finished it with a laugh. 

Ace laughed with her. "Well, I want to see that. I would love to get pictures of it."

"How do you plan on doing that? You don't have my number." She asked slyly, and Ace played along. 

"How about I give it to you? That way, you could send me the proof."

The girl hummed in thought. "Well, I could do that, but how about I do that after you take me out on a date? That way, we both benefit from this." 

Ace grinned boyishly. "There is a bakery nearby that I've always wanted to try. I heard it has good strawberry tarts and cherry pie."

The girl smiled. "It's a date." She turned her papers over until she found a blank one, ripped part of it out, scribbled some stuff, and handed it to him. 

Ace grabbed the paper and found not only her number but a name too. "I'll text you the details later, Yuu."

"I look forward to it."

Bonus:

"Wow, you were right! These strawberry tarts are good!" Yuu moaned. She had messily eaten her tart, and her mouth was covered in strawberries and filling. 

Ace laughed and picked up a napkin. "Here, let me get that for you." He said and wiped Yuu's face. The two maintained eye contact long after Ace was done. They both felt an invisible pull and began leaning forward. Ace placed his free hand behind Yuu's chair, and Yuu grabbed Ace'a arm. The two were only a centimeter away from each other when-

"SHRIMPY!!!" 

Yuu and Ace immediately pulled away to find Floyd running towards them at top speed. Ace instinctively grabbed Yuu and pulled her towards him, using his body as protection. Suddenly, Jamil appeared, looking like he ran a marathon, and tackled Floyd. 

"No fair! I wanted to stop Ace from kissing my new friend!" Floyd cried out, causing the other two to blush. 

"You are ruining their date!" Jamil gritted out as he grabbed Floyd's shirt. He gave the two an apologetic look and dragged Floyd away.

Ace and Yuu watched the two in silence. They had no idea what just happened, and the atmosphere they once had was gone. 

Yuu turned to Ace, a concerned look on her face. "Is that normal?"

Ace sighed. "Sadly." 

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland and its characters. Those belong to Aniplex, Walt Disney Japan, and Yana Toboso.

©: This story belongs to bluesylveon2 2020-23. DO NOT modify, republish, or plagiarize my work.

[hypegirl1]

Birthday Code(Sayoung Choi X Fem!reader)

AN:Before y´all say something,this is one of my drafts,and it´s like- old,VERY old,so that´s why it´s super messy,hope you enjoy it anyway lmfao Summary:When your birthday finally arrives,you are excited to celebrate it with your boyfriend Saeyoung and your friends,but maybe he forgot about it... Word count:1272 Genre:Fluff

"Beep beep,beep beep,beep beep",was the first thing I heard in the morning when I woke up,it could have been better,as today was finally my birthday,I wanted to celebrate it with my loving boyfriend and my friends as I always have done. I got up,got dressed and went to the kitchen to have breakfast,but I was confused when Saeyoung was nowhere to be found.

"Saeyoung?Baby?Did you fell asleep on the couch again?"

Still,I was alone,I searched the whole house but found nothing,it was Sunday,he didn´t worked on Sundays,where was he then?

"This guy...did he left me all alone on my day?..."

I made myself some breakfast,and this was probably the first time since we´ve been together that I had to eat alone...

"Maybe something happened to him?!Omg no no,I´ll text Zen"

And I did,I texted Zen asking if Saeyoung was with him,he told me that he was,that he was helping him with a new role that he got.

"Wait,but wasn´t Zen already working on a role?Did he ended up rejecting it or?...well,whatever,as long as he´s alright.But how come he isn´t here and helping Zen instead,neither him or Saeyoung told me happy birthday,wait..."

That´s when I decided to check my text messages,I had 0 birthday messages,this was the first time something like this happens...

"What- did- did everyone forgot it was today?...impossible"

I called everyone,asked them if they knew what day was today,Zen just told me it was Sunday,Jumin said that today he had to go to a bussines trip(again),Jaehee said she was bussy planning Jumin´s trip,Yoosung said that today he had some LOLOL tournament,Saeran said he couldn´t talk,V didn´t even picked up. Even when I asked Zen to put Saeyoung on the phone,he refused.

"It´s official Y/N,everyone forgot,get over it..."

I couldn´t believe that my best friends and even my boyfriend had forgot my birthday,how? I always remember theirs... I wanted to talk to Jaehee and have a little girl talk to get over this,but she said she was very bussy planning Jumin´s trip,not even on her bussiest days she would refuse a call from me,she always had a spare minute for me even to talk about the most stupid thing.

"Why?Why did everyone forgot?...I- I´ll go to bed again...I don´t want to celebrate nothing..."

I went back to bed and ended up leaving the pillow a little bit wet because of my tears. I scrolled social media for hours,and still didn´t had any message,a story saying happy birthday or a post.When 1pm hit the clock I decided to get out of bed and go eat something,alone,again...

I prepared a quick lunch and when I was finishing,Saeyoung decided to text me.

+Hey babe,can you go to this grocery store and get sugar?We ran out of it

-Sure,whatever

+Ty!! But dress cute

-Why?

+You´re not leaving in pajamas,are you?

-Fine

"So first he forgets my birthday and now he´s telling me to go get sugar to the grocery store dressed up?Why are we still dating at this point..."

I put on a little summer dress I had on my closet,I hadn´t used it yet,the day was perfect to use it.

"Why am I even doing this?"

I got ready,I even did my makeup,maybe he remembered that today was my birthday and was waiting for me at the grocery store to apologize?Nah,that was coming from some romantic movie from the 2000´s,this was real life,or maybe he actually wanted to apologize?

"He better be there ready to apologize..."

I left the house,put the direction on my phone and followed the directions,I never went to that grocery store before,there was one a few meters next to our house,why did he wanted me to go to that one?Was sugar cheaper there?The walk took me around 15 minutes,when I arrived I was kinda...lost?

You´ve arrived at your destiny

"Huh?This isn´t a grocery store,this is...a penthouse?!Am I on the right place?"

I looked around to search for a grocery store,but it was nowhere to be found

"Did Saeyoung sent me the wrong direction?I swear to god that if he´s not apologizing I´m leaving...wait what´s this?"

I didn´t realized there was a sign with the name "Jumin Han" on it.

"What?Did I seriously ended up at one of Jumin´s houses? come on..."

I never visited Jumin at his house,I always see him at the office when I go to say hello,or when all of us hang out,but never actually been to his place,it was a rich neighbourhood.

"Ugh,fantastic,now what?he´s not even at home"

That´s when Saeyoung texted me saying "come in",the big doors opened,I was surprised.I entered the house being greeted by a beautiful garden,I followed the path of rocks to the door,it was half opened.

"Jumin?Your door's open,did you left to the airport already?Hello?"

It was dark inside,I could barely see the floor,I pulled out my phone and turned on the lantern.

"So he has millions and can't afford to have some lights on?where's the switch?!"

I followed the big hall til a room with a door closed,I was kinda scared at this point,this was weird...I opened the door and got scared when all of a sudden the whole lights turned on

"Happy birthday Y/N!"

"God what the-!"

I was in a big living room,all my friends were there,even Saeyoung...it was a surprise party

"Baby!happy birthday!"

"I-I'm sorry?!I thought all of you forgot!"

"Oh come on sweetie,how could we forget such a pretty girl's birthday?"

"Zen,that's my girlfriend who you're talking to..."

"Sorry hehe-"

"No babe we didn't forgot,we just wanted to make you a surprise party,don't you like it?"

"No it's not that,I love this,but you could have been with me you know,I spent almost the whole day alone..."

I could feel a little tear roll down my face,Saeyoung came closer to me and wiped it off

"I'm sorry Y/N,you're right,we just wanted to make you remember your special day"

"And I will"

"Well,do we eat the cake or?..."

"Yoosung be patient please-!"

"It's alright,let's eat it,who bought it?"

"Oh it's not from a store,I uhm- I made it by myself..."

"You did it Jaehee?!Omg I'm sure it tastes amazing!Thank you so much"

"I hope you like it"

We all laughed,shared stories and had a lot of fun,when I left with Saeyoung,he stopped me at the front door

"Y/N wait,I just want to apologize for disappearing this morning,and ignoring you,I just wanted you to have a very special day...we spent a lot of time preparing this"

"It's alright,I accept your apologies,how could I say no to your cute face?"

"Oh come on,besides,didn't you saw the little message?"

"What message are you talking about?You texted me saying-"

"No,not that Y/N,the coordenates,didn't you saw the numbers?"

"What?Well,no,I just put the gps in-"

"Silly innocent girl,look,the coordenates here say 143"

"143 is the code for..."

"I love you,exactly..."

"I love you Saeyoung"

"I love you Y/N"

[kwonhoshilvr]

non-idol!hoshi x fem!reader

summary: “I’ll drink it like it’s water” she mumbled while sipping on her wine.Everyone around her laughed at her comment, expect one person.

Warnings: suggestive , intentional lower case

WC: 200?

not proofread,expect incorrect grammar use

!! Not finished, posting just cuz!!

As soon as Seokmin sent that message, y/n got ready for the party. “Ah what should i wear,” she pondered “maybe this?” She spoke to her self. The dress was black in colour with a slit up to her thigh with an open back, she thought to her self “this is perfect wow..”

As soon as she finished getting ready, Seokmin called “I’m here booboo,” “okay minnie” she replied.

As she stepped into the car she started getting showered with compliments “WOOO wow y/nnie you look amazing, he’s going to love this look trust.” Y/n laughed at this comment talking about how absurd he was being.

As she stepped into the house she got hit with the wave of alcohol, walking to the kitchen she met junhui, who happened to have a crush on her, “oh y/n wassup,” he asked while checking her out “fine.” She replied shortly after while grabbing a can of coke. Both of them joked around not knowing a certain someone was staring at them angrily.Y/n felt someone staring at her which made her shiver, slowly turning around she was met with the chest of Wonwoo “oH!” She squeaked out.

Junhui and Wonwoo laughed at her silliness, “come on guys let’s go play a game.” Wonwoo beckoned.

“Okay guys, let me explain the rules..If the bottle lands on you, you have to choose between truth or dare if you don’t you gotta drink a shot of mingyu’s “tropical fruity fruitiness punch” as he calls it , so should we start?!” Seungcheol cheered.

As time went on, y/n got more tipsy leaning onto wonwoos shoulders. “y/nn get off me” wonwoo hissed. Hoshi replied “let me switch with you then wonwoo” he asked, the younger nodded and switched and everyone let out a “ooooo” , y/n felt her cheeks heat up at everyone’s teasing, as the game went on y/n got chosen again this time she chose dare “ we dare you to go to that old man right there and give him a kiss,” “pass, I’ll just take a shot”

“I’ll drink it like it’s water” soonyoung gulped at that comment y/n made, stirring something inside him while everyone was stunned with the comment she made “what?” She questioned.

“Let’s wrap this game up guys!” Announced seungcheol, everyone groaned getting up and started cleaning up the mess they made, bit by but they ushered everyone out the house.” Well that was exhausting, never doing that again.” Seungcheol groaned.

Meanwhile, soonyoung had his gaze laid on y/n, looking at every movement she made, every time she smiled or laughed, feeling jealousy bubbling up. At this point the members caught on pretty quick and teased him a bit more. “ey y/n could you help me get this thing over here?” asked Jeonghan “no problemo’” she smiled making her way towards him.

sorry!! I’ve ended it quite abruptly..just don’t have any motivation at all (i forgot i had this in my drafts for ages and just checked 👻)

[anothersoulless]

Red Windows {Cloud Strife x Reader}

I've been gone for a long while working on like, 10 different drafts on and off while also managing life (it's stressful rn, ngl) but let's get to a different thing I wanted to do (so I have more stuff to work on :3)

Considering Spotify wrapped was released a bit ago, I will work on OneShots based on my wrapped, they're gonna be smaller though, since I'm trying to rekindle my passion for writing. Also, of course, I keep my right to skip any song, the only songs I 100% will do are song in my top 5, also song I already based a OneShot off do not get a second one unless i want to. Anyways, I know I ALREADY wrote something with this song, but I'm gonna be honest... I hate it. So let's change that! (this one is a lot better but I still don't like it, anywho)

First up:

The music in the club was loud, nearly deafening as you sat down near the bar, your drink right in front of you. The main lights were dimmed, wildly coloured spotlights roaming on an automated path through the room, some device near the ceiling creating a colour-changing star pattern on the floor. There was a dance floor at the farthest wall, even though most people just danced wherever they wanted to. The barkeeper was rushing around behind the bar, due to some misfortune, all alone this evening.

Taking another sip of your drink, you watched the crowd. It all seemed to blur together, like it was all distant, until you looked back at your drink, the liquid a light blue hue due to whatever juice the mocktail was mixed with. Some people were obviously singing along with the music, their voice drowned out by the bass running through you body, shaking the floor and glasses. Watching over the crowd, your eye got caught on multiple couples, some just looking great, some dancing in a ridiculous manner, others getting a tad bit too handsy. Adverting your gaze again, you downed your drink, ready to leave. It hadn't even been your idea to come here, and yet he was the one who was late.

You made your way to the barkeeper, sliding the money over you owed them, some additional dollars added, as you left. You bid the guard near the exit goodbye, wishing him a good day and leaving the estate, going up the stairs to ground level. Immediately, there was a big commotion, two people arguing about something. It was definitely the guy who checked everyone and gave them the bracelet, arguing with someone about their ID. You pulled out your phone, while walking up, already pulling up the chat with your date, writing only a meager "I'm leaving, thanks for the heads-up" and sending it. You pocketed your phone and looked towards the commotion, stopping dead in your tracks.

"Please, I swear I'm 18, how else would I have a Tattoo? I really just forgot my ID, doesn't my driver's license prove enough?!" But the Guard was unyielding, despite his logic being flawed, still denying the blonde entry. The blonde with the unique hairstyle and the striking outfit you had been looking out for all night. A blonde with a tattoo on his lower arm. It were too many similarities to be a coincidence, especially after he begged to just talk to his date waiting inside, since his phone died. You went up to him then, tapping him on the shoulder. "Cloud?" The blonde turned around, dressed in a loose, white button-up without a tie, a bit messy on his figure, yet still charming, paired with grey dress pants and black dress shoes.

He was confused, not immediately recognizing you, taking a few seconds to register. "I'm sorry, I swear I would have been here on time, but I was in such a rush I forgot my ID at home and-" you smiled, stopping him with a hand hold up "I heard, it's okay. Let's just do this another day" Cloud seemed a bit defeated, before he perked up. "Wait, uh- I... I know a place we could go, if.. if you still want to?" You blinked a few times, debating. "Sure, are you driving?" He nodded, leading you to his vehicle. You didn't know what you expected, maybe something like a car, definitely not a motorbike, though. With a bit of help from him, you got on, before he gave you a spare helmet and his riding jacket, which you happily accepted. You could tell he was a lot more careful when riding, a lot more tense. Maybe he didn't want to scare you? It was kind of cute really. And your hands felt warm thanks to his body heat, which made you wonder just how warm he was when he wasn't subjected to cold evening air. Shrugging that thought aside was probably a bad idea, considering you could just feel his muscles under the shirt, now the only thing your mind focused on. They weren't rock-hard, still a bit squishy and you hoped to god he hadn't noticed when your fingers dug into his flesh a bit, or, if he noticed, that he thought it was because of the motorcycle.

The Place you two ended up at looked nothing like the club he had chosen originally. It was a bit run down, made of wood and looked a bit messy with the string lights and the huge sign reading Seventh Heaven. Cloud let you get off the bike first, then parked it and turned to you with an apologetic look. "I know it's nothing like we planned and definitely not what you thought, if you want to leave-" you smiled and cut into his words. "It's okay, it doesn't matter where we eat or drink, we wanted to get to know each other, one as long as it's good i don't mind." He smiled. "It's the best, even if it looks a bit sketchy" You gave him back his Jacket and he packed away everything, before offering you his arm. You took his hand and he led the way, up the stairs and through the double doors. There was a woman behind the counter, gorgeous, and she already looked tough from a bit away. She looked up and surprise crossed her face. "Cloud?" She then looked at you, and before she even asked who you were she seemed to already know, instead asking what had happened for you two to end up here instead of the 'fancy' place that was the original plan.

The bar was empty, but it looked clean and lived in, loved even. Cloud didn't hesitate, striding to the counter and sitting down after you. He let you introduce each other, before he explained that she was a childhood friend who had already helped him many times in various situations. She was nice, saying she'd even give you two something to eat, as you and Cloud started your date. "So, childhood friends?" He nodded simply. "Yeah. Tifa and I have been... Through a lot of complicated-" he paused, for a minute. "It's not like we even dated, god no" he blushed at that thought. Embarrassed. "It's just a lot of complicated things we've experienced together." You smiled cheekily, sipping on the drink in front of you, shimmering just as blue as Cloud's eyes and resting you head on you hand, before you teased "So she's no one I should worry about?"

He sputtered, nearly choking on his drink, as he rushed to reassure you, while you simply chuckled. "Don't worry, I know how it is. It's good to have such a close friend, really." Your date smiled then, a small smile but it was there. "Yeah. I don't have many friends, admittedly. You don't really make a lot of friends when you have my last and my job and... Well, I've been alone a lot. Tifa was there when I needed her and I got some real good friends afterwards as well. They're good friends, all of them"

Cloud was always very vague about his job and past, but you didn't mind. It was not your place to pry. Not yet, anyways. Maybe someday... You looked at his glass, the drink a ruby red, so clear and vibrant it nearly looked like it was a crystal itself. "So, I know people always wonder, so, did you already have a girlfriend?" He pondered. "I wouldn't call her that. She was a very close friend but it was never more, even if the lines blurred sometimes." There was another faint blush. God, you just loved the way his cheek turned a light pink. "We're still close friends. You'll probably meet her some day."

You chuckled then, "Some day, huh? Looking to repeat today even before it got really started?" His cheeks turned even brighter, and he stammered a bit, definitely flustered beyond compare now. "It's not- I- I didn't mean that, it just slipped out." You laughed, and patted him on the arm. "Think about what you say better, next time" Next time. Some day. A promise of another meeting. Even if he failed to meet you on time. Even if it wasn't the best date ever or ideal or anything like it, you got to know him well. Probably even better than you would originally have, and there was just something about him. Those really bright blue eyes and the blonde hair and the soft, light paper skin had caught your attention. Paired with his tougher build, you didn't know what to expect, but he was a perfect mix of both.

"I have dated a few before. The best relationship I had was probably with a girl from a different neighbourhood, a poor one. My parents didn't approve, but she was the sweetest girl ever." You explained. "We broke it off because we realised we didn't click like that, and we stayed friends as well." His eyes rested on you, studying you. You looked back at him and smiled sweetly. "You know, every time I look at you, I have one thought in mind: pretty. How can you actually be so beautiful?" He blushed at your words, scrambling for words yet again and looking away. "It's weird how you can't handle compliments. Surely, you must have gotten these a few times, no?" He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. I just... Never cared about the person saying it." "Awe, so you care about me already? It's our first date, and you're already falling for me."

In a flurry of braveness, he looked you dead in the eyes, "what if I am?" Dear Lord, you nearly felt your soul leave your body, this man had really no idea what he was doing, nearly killing you like that. You stayed silent, air whipped out of your lungs and thoughts racing through your brain, too fast to grasp. And then a whisper: "That wouldn't be a bad thing" Both of you blushed, and the evening went on. A small homely meal later, a few drinks in your system, your arm religiously brushed against his, your shoe bumping against his chair more often than before, sitting closer together now as well. You laughed and you ate and you drank. Then he had to stop, still wanting to be able to drive home. You decided to call it a night, a sense of uncertainty washing over you two.

You didn't want to push it. It had been a really fun night. He fumbled nearly every step along the way, but still managed to make it even better than expected. When you went to the bathroom, you took a pen and a piece of a bill that you left in your pocket and scribbled down your number on it, folding it. Considering he hadn't asked for your number and simply did everything via the app you two met over, you figured maybe this would push him in the right direction without pushing too far.

You returned to the counter, tapping Cloud on the shoulder. "We should probably call it a night. I have to work tomorrow, and you can't drink anymore because you need to drive, so I'd say this is a fairly good place to stop." He looked at you, from his sitting position, for a second, before he stood up. "Yeah, you're probably right. Do you want me to drive you home, or is that too soon?" You shook your head. "A little bit too soon, Cloud." You bid your goodbye to Tifa before returning to Clouds bike. "Don't worry about me getting home. I'll have a friend pick me up in a few minutes. On another note... I really had fun tonight. Somehow, even when it first looked like you had just ditched me, you made it... Probably my best date ever. Thank you for that. You leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, and handed him the paper.

"Call me if you want it throw it away if you don't. I hope I'll see you again?" He smiled again then, leaning down a bit. Your faces were so goddamn close, mouths nearly touching. "You definitely will" and then he kissed your forehead and smiled as he drove off. You look back at the bar. Tifa standing in the double doors and shaking her head, smiling. He still had to work on some of his etiquette, but he was doing really well. And you? You simply smiled, a giddy feeling in your chest, while the corners of your mouth refused to lower even an inch.

[fernlessbastard]

hello fern i just wanted to say ch2 of your fic appears on ao3 as being published on may 1 instead of today. that also happened to me before when i left the tab for the new chapter open and forgot to change the publishing date several days after when i actually published it. the fic didn't appear along with the other recently updated fics in the quackbur tag so i got a LOT less views as a result and ended up having to republish it with the new date. not saying you have to do that but just letting you know for the future!

Oh, thank you! I fixed it now, I'll pay more attention to that in the future.

And yeah, no, I put my chapters into ao3 drafts for my final proofreadings, so that all the formatting tags disappear, and I guess that just shows that yeah, I had this chapter ready for a while, just couldn't find the time for the final edits lmao

ANYWAY YEAH NO CHAPTER 2 ("I THINK I WANNA BE MORE THAN FRIENDS") OF "IT'S US THAT MADE THIS MESS" JUST CAME OUT GO CHECK IT OUT

[holden-caulfield]

𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑

━ 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 - 𝐁.𝐑. 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

━ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: waking up next to billy, neither of you wanting that moment to end.

━ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: billy russo x reader

━ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃: yes

━ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: way too fluffy, but you know me

━ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 253

━ 𝐀/𝐍: I KID YOU NOT i had this in my drafts and the title was literally "inspired by bennie gifs" LMAO. i knew this request was about to arrive and IT DID. AND IT'S FROM YOU @oeuryale . AND YOU HAD SENT ME THE GIFS LIJDLAJSKAL.

Feather light kisses were generously planted on your bare shoulder and on your neck, leisurely, without rush. As if time didn't exist, as if it didn't matter at all.

That homey feeling only he could give you was slowly lulling you to sleep again, but you fought with yourself to remain awake and bask in the comfort Billy was giving you.

Little pecks that held such a complex reality behind them; such a vast spectrum of emotions all held in those tiny signs of undeniable love that he so kindly laid on every inch of skin he could find in his reach.

You turned slightly, enough to look at him in the eyes. Still half asleep, he stared back at you only to resume his actions and placed a few more lazy kisses on your face.

You scrunched your nose at that, something he found absolutely adorable and that he longed to see every day, every morning if he could. Something he swore to himself he would see everyday.

You pressed one deep kiss on his lips, letting yourself linger for slightly longer than necessary, not that any of you minded.

You had to do things, wake up, get ready, go outside. He had to do things, wake up, get ready, go outside. But you forgot all about that as he hugged you a little tighter, a little closer.

You wouldn't have left that bed that morning, not if you could have helped it.

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[criolla-star]

A Fiery Lovestory (Red Son x Mk) part 12

(I suggest you check out parts 1-11 if you haven't already)

(With Sandy) Sandy woke up and stretched he looked towards the side of his bed expecting to see Mo there. It took him a moment but he realised his cat wasn't there quickly. "Mo!?" Sandy called out instantly going into a state of panic due to not having his precious kitten with him. The gentle giant began going through his boat house lifting up couches checking high and low for his cat.

Eventually after around 30minutes of searching he decided to go over to the noodle shop. "What's up with Mk?" Tang said to Pigsy inside the shop, "Don't know maybe h-" Pigsy was cut off by Sandy rushing into the shop. "Sandy! Geez trying to give us a heart attack" Tang shouted before slowly calming down. "I can't find Mo!" Sandy exclaimed his voice full of worry. "Wait what? Are you sur-" Pigsy asked before getting cut off again, "Yes I checked around the whole boat house!" Sandy replied knowing what the rest of the question would be.

Pigsy let out a sigh, "Maybe he just managed to escape and went somewhere?" He spoke out quickly not wanting to be interrupted again. "Where would he go?!" Sandy replied, "Sandy don't worry, Mo is a smart cat he's probably safe and is trying to get back here" Tang said in an attempt to comfort his worried friend. "Yea Tang is right he probably is sa-" Pigsy was cut off a third time by Mk rushing back in. "Sorry! Forgot a few orders....Sandy? Why are you here?" The noodle boy asked as he quickly noticed Sandy. "Mo is missing" The gentle giant replied sadly, "Wait actually?! I'll keep a look out for him while I'm delivering and when I'm done I'll go around" Mk replied making Sandy smile.

(Meanwhile with Red Son) The fire demon teleported into Megatroplis and had Mo on his shoulder. "You're one lucky cat..." Red Son said to Mo who meowed happily in response before nuzzling against Red Sons' cheek. "And you're cute..." The fire demon mumbled before putting on a hoodie and walking around. "The noodle shop was this way, right?" The fire demon asked the cat, Mo gave him an 'idk' look. "How can you not kn-...never mind I can't be mad at you.." Red Son said before continuing to walk.

"Well...here we are..." The fire demon said before looking through the window, "He should be gone by now..." he added noticing Mk in the window, from his time with him he quickly learnt what times Mk had work. Mo meowed happily once he saw Sandy in there. "There he is...you can go now..." Red Son said, Mo hissed in protest wanting the fire demon to take him in. "Really like being treated like royalty..." Red Son mumbled as he listened to Mo.

The fire demon hesitantly went in covering his face with the hoodie and looking at the ground. Mo suddenly relaxed in Red Sons' arms. "Oh hey a customer!" Mk said out noticing the person aka Red Son come in. "I-I'm not a customer...j-just came here to return someone I found..." Red Son responded before Mo jumped onto the ground. "Mo!" Sandy exclaimed happily.

Mo nuzzled against Sandy happily, the noodle boy looked at Red Son finding his voice sort of familiar. "Weird...so what's your name?" Pigsy asked, as he stared at Red Son clearly not knowing who it was, "I-I umm my name?" The fire demon responded clearly not expecting this. Pigsy nodded, "W-well" Red Son really didn't want to tell them his name and couldn't think of one on the spot. Mo suddenly climbed back onto Red Son and pulled back his hoodie. "Shit..." The fire demon mumbled.

"Red Son?!" The group exclaimed clearly not expecting this. "Maybe you're the one that kidnapped Mo!" Pigsy hissed angrily before he was ready to through and ladle at Red Son. "R-Red Son did you really?" Mk stuttered out, "No I didn't you noodle brains!" The fire demon responded as he tried leaving. Sandy looked pissed at the thought of someone kidnapping Mo, just as Pigsy was about to Mo stood in front of Red Son and hissed at the others.

(Had this in my draft for 50 fucking years because I kept thinking it wasn’t good enough but now I don’t care and just gonna upload it)