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carryonafi · 24 days

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rodeo.

ashton irwin x luke hemmings x reader; SMUT!!🔞

a/n: a little buffer while i work on the next part of where did the party go. (go read it and beg for a second part) enjoy luke being a whiny bitch and ashton in a cow costume🤍

also SHOUT OUT TO MY FAVORITE MISS SOUPERBLOOM!! she gave me tons of inspo and we’re simply just insane sluts for some poly!lashton which might be turned into a series? :] idk we have SO many ideas

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Idly sat on the kitchen island, your legs were neatly crossed over each other as Luke stood with you and you scrolled on your phone. You could feel his hand on your leg, his thumb tracing gentle patterns on your knee and slipping into the small holes in your fishnets. Nothing about this was sexual, just soft touches and quiet giggling as you waited for Ashton to finally be ready.

“God… how long does it take to put on a fuckin’ onesie?” Luke hummed, you could just barely see his blue eyes from the side of his sunglasses. He turned to look at you after eyeing the hallway, and honestly, the cloud goggle-style sunglasses looked ridiculous.

“He should be out soon,” You said with a humorous huff of breath, your eyes followed his lanky frame dressed insanely accurately to Kurt Cobain, full black outfit and those stupid sunglasses which usually just sat atop his head and pushed back his curls slick with product.

Not even another minute had passed before Luke was insisting you take another shot with him to pre-game, nothing could get you to refuse his offer with those sweet eyes and awfully whiny tone of voice. He was already tipsy, and you were sure he’d be in deeper by the time you got to the party. With this Luke there was never a moment of silence, he was happy and giggly which was majorly separated from his usual soft spoken demeanor.

However, a few minutes later there were footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Ash?! Come on, we have to leave!” You called, getting a quick excuse that he was coming in response— and in all his glory he stood in that dumb cow onesie and… fuck. Smudged black eyeliner.

You turned to look at Luke, who’s eyes were glued onto your boyfriend in complete and utter awe. If this were a cartoon, his heart would be beating straight out of his chest and you swear you would have to pick his jaw up off of the floor.

“What?” Ashton cocked an eyebrow, picking up the car keys and waving his hand at the both of you. “I know, I know. It looks fuckin’ stupid.”

“No it doesn’t.” Luke said immediately, making you snicker and bring a hand to cover your mouth.

“This cow onesie?! It’s stupid, Luke. So incredibly stupid.” Ashton quipped, both hands on his hips as he stared at the two of you expectantly.

“No, idiot. The eyeliner. He thinks you’re talking about the eyeliner.” You explained, seeing the puzzled look on Ashton’s face slowly come back into a smirk.

“Ah, gotcha.” He approached the kitchen island you were still sitting on, allowing you to get a better look at his messy makeup. “Figured I’d go back to the emo roots, y’know?”

“Yeah…” Luke mused, both ring-clad hands cupping Ashton’s cheeks so he could look straight into those darkened hazel irises. You propped your hands behind your back, leaning back on the countertop to watch your boyfriends. Ashton seemed to be enjoying this attention, the way he slowly blinked to let Luke get his fill before gently tipping the other man’s chin to press a soft kiss to his lips.

“Hey, now…” You whined, grabbing their attention and another sweet yet cocky smile from Ashton.

“Don't think I forgot about you, cowgal.” He attempted to flirt in a ridiculous sounding southern accent. You playfully rolled your eyes and felt his hands grasp at your denim covered hips, holding you in place to give you your own loving kiss.

“You’re not funny.” You placed both hands on Ashton’s chest, helping you to get down off of the counter as you and your two loyal sidekicks headed for the door.

“Shotgun!” The sound of your voice made Luke groan in frustration.

“Not fair..!” He complained, yet didn’t put up a fight.

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Upon arriving, you realized that the lack of a theme between the three of your costumes wasn’t a big deal. No one really cared too much, and you all managed to fit in anyway. I mean, you looked better than the people who didn’t dress up at all. How boring?

Luke’s hand gently gripped your wrist, relying on you and Ashton behind the both of you to lead him through the crowd as he made quiet observations about everyone in the room. You made your rounds, greeting each of your friends as you walked about and watched as everyone practically fed Luke shots from the moment you walked in the door. The fact that you’d have to keep an eye on him was told with a shared look between you and Ashton, but there wasn’t a problem with that.

Ashton, being the more sociable one out of the three of you strayed off to enjoy more time with your friends and interact on your behalf.

Luke spoke into your ear, but you couldn’t hear too well, you could only see his wide eyes and pink cheeks.

“Hmm?” You reached out for his hand, but instead of him taking it he wrapped both arms around your waist.

“C’mere… ‘miss you.” He said sweetly, adjusting the sunglasses on his head to keep them from falling down.

“You’ve been right next to me all night, Lu.” Your tone of voice wasn’t so teasing, but definitely pointing out the obvious. “Come on, we should get you some water.”

Even though you insisted, Luke was still whining as you dragged him off towards the quieter part of the kitchen and searched around for anything to sober up your boyfriend.

“Baby!” You could hear the pout in his voice, turning away towards the sink until his arms wrapped around you again. “I wanna take another shot, come on… come with me please?” Luke spoke into your hair, his face pressed against the top of your head as you squirmed in order to face him again.

It was again that his sweet charm struck once more, you looked up into his bleary eyes and shook your head.

“You aren’t slowing down, are you?”

Luke immediately shook his head with a giggle.

“Fine.” You sighed, then the next thing you knew your arms were horribly linked together downing your next round of Pink Whitney which wasn’t helping you put your foot down and avoid your boyfriend getting blackout drunk.

“You look s’fucking pretty in that costume.” Luke murmured, hooking his pointer finger in the bandana you wore around your neck as his other hand squeezed your hip.

“Hush..” You scrunched up your nose at him, Luke let out another intoxicated giggle in response before leaning in to gently nip at your neck. His words never stopped, muttering against your skin and dragging the tip of his tongue over his teeth marks— the soft complaints you made for him to stop only drew soft laughter from Luke.

Your eyes closed for a brief moment, living in the thumping bass and the fleeting sensation of your boyfriend's lips on your neck. Until he drew back, flinching. You opened your eyes, seeing Ashton with both hands on Luke’s shoulders.

“You scared th’ shit outta me.” Luke complained, shifting just a little bit so he could see both you and Ashton under the now slightly purple light. These LEDs would drive you crazy.

“Sorry, honeybee.” Ashton laughed, nuzzling the side of Luke’s neck before he pressed a quick peck to his cheek. “Wanna come do another round with Mike and Cal?”

You angled your head to look over Ashton’s shoulder, seeing the other two guys standing at the kitchen island watching Ashton fetch you and Luke. Without a doubt, the both of you agreed with no second thought. The idea of your relationship with Luke and Ashton wasn’t very foreign to Michael and Calum, surprisingly they weren’t very curious and didn’t ask a lot of questions.

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Time no longer mattered, what did matter was being surrounded by your friends while sitting in Luke’s lap to keep his pleas and begs to a minimum. None of it worked. This boy just couldn’t keep his hands to himself no matter how hard you tried to keep him pleased. Luke’s fingertips massaged gentle circles on your bare midriff, face buried into your neck like he hadn’t been near you in years. You tried to squirm out of his arms, but he really wasn’t having it. In fact, he made this sound when you moved that made you realize he was more turned on than you thought. Straining against those worn out jeans of his, you turned your head to whisper into his ear.

“Wanna go to the bathroom, baby?” You mutter, his head popping up from your neck to stare at you. His sunglasses were gone, they were now sitting atop Ashton’s onesie hoodie because they kept falling into Luke’s eyes and annoying him.

“Mm, mhm.” He replies, lips parted as he helped you off of his lap and stood up with you. You went to wrap your arm around his waist, but instead he was taking your hand while quickly weaving in and out through sweaty bodies and others who didn’t bother to find privacy.

A few seconds went by of your endless giggling as Luke tried a few doors, then finally found the correct one with an empty bathroom on the other side. Finally, some release of pressure for him. Luke pinned you to the counter, kicking the door of the cramped space shut and immediately attacking your lips with his own. You couldn’t stop laughing, gently cupping his cheeks and smiling because of how astounded you were. He had never been like this before— well, he had, but the poor thing would almost never act on it. The alcohol really helped him get across what he had desperately needed all night.

The sudden realization hit that Luke hadn’t locked the door, you pulled away from the kiss to look into his eyes. His pupils were dilated so wide you swore there was nothing but black enveloping his sweet icy blues, his cheeks were so pink and his eye makeup had started to smudge… the door suddenly didn't matter anymore. You pulled him back in for a kiss, those swollen, needy lips that were begging for yours again. Luke moaned against your mouth, his hands roaming your body before being interrupted once again.

The two of you froze as the door opened, within the same second you were relieved to see that it was just Ashton standing there. Two drinks in his hand, without saying a single word. After putting the drinks down on the counter, he closed the door behind him and actually locked it this time.

“Ash—“ Luke breathed, unable to finish his thought before Ashton was pulling him in for a kiss just as fierce as the one you were just receiving.

There was nothing you loved more than watching your boyfriends love each other, seeing Ashton’s thumbs hooked tightly in the belt loops of Luke’s jeans as he furiously made out with him was a very close second. You sat up on the counter, giggling to yourself as you picked up a solo cup and enjoyed the show in front of you. Luke rolled his hips forward trying to gain some friction from Ashton, it worked judging by how Luke gasped and Ashton sighed into the kiss.

“Don’t go… don’t stop.” Luke whimpered quietly as Ashton gently broke the kiss, he had to hush him as he turned to look at you.

“But look, Luke.” Ashton patted Luke’s hip, meeting your eyes which were burning with lust and slight jealousy. You wanted that attention too. “What, pretty? Y’want a turn now too?”

You nodded slowly, bottom lip pulled tensely between your teeth as you set the cup back down.

“Let’s see how good you are at riding the mechanical bull, huh?” Ashton flashed you a stupid grin, Luke started giggling like it was the funniest thing in the world while pressing his nose into Ashton’s done-up hair. It was now that you noticed the hood on the onesie, which doubled as the cow’s head, was resting on Ashton’s back.

“Can’t do that here— my gosh.” You smacked Ashton’s shoulder with the back of your hand, he playfully flinched back and sucked his teeth with a soft hissing sound.

“Ouch, you’ve got one hell of a hand. It’s from all that rope pulling, ain’t it?” There was that southern accent again, it was getting very annoying. So annoying that you had to tug Ashton in for a kiss to get him to shut up, he hummed in response and melted against your frame. He placed his hands on your thighs, playing with the frayed hems of the denim and squeezing as the kiss started to get desperate. Yours were on his chest, feeling up the gentle fur of the onesie which just made Ashton feel so cozy. It was incredible how he was surviving in that thing.

“Mmh, let me in…” Luke muttered from behind Ashton, wrapping his arms around his waist and resting his head against his shoulder. You briefly pulled away to look at Ashton, your smile being mirrored back at you as you appreciated the clinginess Luke seemed to possess from all of the alcohol he was allowed to have.

“So cute.” You mused, Luke starting to press sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to Ashton’s neck.

“Very.” Ashton replied in the same gentle tone, tilting his head to the side to let Luke’s hair brush against his cheek. “Needy tonight, are we, honeybee?” He teased.

Luke let out another sound, long and needy like a lost puppy. The look in his eyes made you pout, pushing a sweat damp curl behind his ear. There was a mutual gaze shared between you and Ashton, this wasn’t a need for you two at the moment. You could wait until you were home to really enjoy each other, but Luke could barely keep his hands to himself… something had to be done.

“Think I should help him out?” You raised your eyebrows at Ashton, Luke perked up and eagerly tightened his grip on Ashton’s waist.

“Mm, has he been good? Seems to me like he’s been misbehaving.”

“Have not!”

“See? Up to you, though.” Ashton shrugged nonchalantly, hiding his smirk from Luke which just made you smile.

“I think he deserves to be spoiled.” You settled this battle, keeping your ‘good cop’ front as Ashton was still the more brutal one when it came to bedroom roles. He liked to tease, he liked to push to the point of uncomfortableness where as you treated Luke like the princess he acted he was sometimes.

“Please?” Luke begged, giving you those sweet puppy eyes which had Ashton stepping back to you could hop off of the counter. Luke was already back against the wall, fumbling with the zipper of his jeans and hastily tugging at his skinny jeans.

“You don’t even know what I’m gonna do yet, baby.” You giggled, even though your next moves were predictable. Luke huffed and placed his hands at his sides, allowing you to do the work as you got to your knees in front of him. Ashton stood at Luke’s side, tilting his chin to meet his lips.

“Let our girl do all the work to make you feel good… don’t focus on helping.” He mumbled, lips brushing against Luke’s as he spoke which earned another needy whimper from the blond. Luke kissed Ashton again, humming when he felt both his jeans and boxers come down.

Their make-out session was bound to be broken the second your lips were pressed to his tip, moaning out helplessly to Ashton who gently stroked his jaw.

“Shh, relax. I know it feels good, don’t you love that mouth?” Ashton only fueled that desperate fire within Luke’s chest, he felt like he was about to burst at any moment because of how badly he was trying not to look at you, move his hips— nothing. He was trying so hard to be good, trying so hard just to stand there and take it. You had barely done anything and Luke was already in shambles.

Now, your mouth wrapped around the head of his cock and gently sucking, this is where he started to get used to the feeling. Those whimpers turned into rough sighs through his nose while Ashton placed loving kisses to the corner of his mouth, Luke wanted more than anything to tangle his hands in your hair… but he knew the consequences he would receive from Ashton if he did.

You took him further into your mouth, closing your eyes to focus as you heard the volume of his cries increase again.

“Oh my god,” He tilted his head back against the tile wall, lip twitching in pleasure as he panted out your name and earned more attention from Ashton. Your cycle continued, bobbing your head, swallowing around him, driving him crazy with a flick of your tongue. The recipe for his release, and you could tell he was close. How his hips jerked and his breathing picked up, his hands which were still at his sides balled into fists as he felt his control slipping out of his grasp.

“Better not see your fuckin’ ass leave the wall again.” Ashton scolded, grabbing Luke’s chin so he was looking at him again.

“Sorry— ‘m sorry, so close…” He whispered, voice hoarse from the effort he was putting in to contain himself. “So fucking close.” Luke repeated, moans following each word he spoke. He was waiting for the clear from Ashton, even though he didn’t technically need it.

“Not on her face. Don’t ruin the makeup.” Ashton finally said after a few moments of silence, he knew Luke needed that guidance when he was in a state like this. He couldn’t go without being told what to do, it was like he craved it, needed it so badly that he couldn’t think for himself.

That was also your cue to not pull off of Luke, stilling as you felt that intoxicating twitch before he came down your throat with a breathy whine of relief. It sounded like he hasn’t had an orgasm in months, when he was cumming in the same place this morning and coating your mouth for the second time today. You could say he was pretty spoiled, even if Ashton pretended like he was an extreme hard-ass.

Poor thing, his body went weak against the wall. Ashton had given him his sunglasses back and placed them on his head to push his curls back, you finishing up the job by cleaning up and helping him back into his jeans. Ashton was better at tending to him, he knew just the right words to say and how to treat him… you were better at straightening up and making sure everyone looked like nothing had happened. You were now turned towards the mirror, fixing your shirt and sneaking glances of the two boys behind you softly whispering to each other.

“Can you handle yourself for half an hour longer?” You turned to look at Luke, it was meant to be a bit of a tease, but he nodded and gave you a lazy smile.

“Definitely.” He agreed, Ashton chuckled and gently squeezed his hip before kissing his cheek. However, you paused with the familiarity of a song thumping from the main room. You looked at the other two puzzled, and in turn they gave you the same expression.

“What’s that face for?” Ashton furrowed his eyebrows, and the fact that your face lit up didn’t help at all.

“Do you seriously not hear that?!” You squealed, reaching out to grab both of their hands to lead them towards the door. “Blackout? Brokencyde is playing?! This is my favorite house party song ever!”

It finally clicked for Ashton, although it did take poor Luke a few more seconds to figure out exactly what you were excited about because he had that dumbfounded look on his face. Ashton started to laugh, having to help you open the door as you barreled down the hall and dragged the two with you. Luke was laughing as well, only for the reason that you were so insistent on getting out onto the dancefloor so you could show off. At least he had the promise of more treatment at home, knowing he could behave.

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stars-tonight · 2 months

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rating haikyū!! characters based on how much I'd like to date them

slowly starting to realize that I'm the problem. . .

hinata shōyō: 5/10

I'm like 5'3 which is SHORTER than hinata so ig it could serve as an ego boost for him

no but how would we ever reach anything on the top shelf 😭

although I guess he could just jump for it??

very high-energy all the time and I honestly don't think I'd be able to keep up with him

kageyama tobio: 8/10

jeez idk on this one

we'd either get along really well or he'd hate my guts

like hey, you're socially awkward, I'm socially anxious

he's too good at volleyball and it'd make me feel inferior

if he's not motivated to learn English idk how this is gonna work

running around in the snow and throwing snowballs at each other 🥺

tsukishima kei: 8/10

I feel like hanging mirrors would be a big problem

he's a whole foot taller than me

I like the low energy vibes and the appreciation for music though

like imagine walks together where we share playlists with each other??

hopefully his saltiness and intelligence can rub off on me

nishinoya yū: 4.5/10

he's shorter than me help 😭

the top shelf would never get used

a little too energetic for me

although I would LOVE to learn the Rolling Thunder

he's kind of a wanderer and I think I’d prefer stability especially later in life

probably would not work out

sugawara kōshi: 8/10

baking dates??

I feel like he'd be so sweet and attentive as a partner

a bit of a troll which I need in my life

hopefully he doesn't lecture me cause I'm a sensitive little sh--

oikawa tōru: 10/10

I'll let myself be self-indulgent here because I love him too much

I just want to hug him and tell him he's worked hard and he's done so well

I have trouble with words but I feel like with him they'd just flow so easily

vulnerability is beautiful and I'd be so honored if he could be himself around me

amusement park dates!! I feel like he’d pretend to be all cool but shriek so loud when we get to the top

kozume kenma: 9/10

we're both extra introverted so I feel like we could just hang out in his room while he plays games and I read and be perfectly content

writing love notes and leaving them for each other throughout the house 🥺

hear me out, escape room dates??

but also how would either of us be able to get along in society

we'd stay up until 5 am together 😭

on second thought maybe we're a little TOO similar for a romantic relationship. . .

kuroo tetsurō: 8/10

also almost too tall

can he tutor me in chemistry 😭

I know he likes dogs but I’m dragging him with me to cat cafes

ushijima wakatoshi: 7.5/10

also really tall

I'm lowkey scared of him

I feel like he'd be a really traditional and calm partner, both qualities that I appreciate

I think he's like formal but also private when it comes to dates

I just feel like I'd always have to take the initiative and honestly I get really lazy and shouldn't be trusted to plan anything so maybe we just wouldn't end up going on any dates lmao

probably wouldn't work out if I'm gonna be honest

akaashi keiji: 10/10

this guy is boyfriend material

he can memorize all 37 of my weaknesses

I don’t think I have to explain why this guy would be great as a partner

book store dates!!

bokuto kōtarō: 5/10

also too energetic for me

bokuto deserves someone patient and cheerful and I am neither

I'm pretty stoic and have an RBF so if he's in emo mode idk how I'd be able to cheer him up

but I think life would never be boring with him around

miya atsumu: 7.5/10

I like atsumu well enough but I'm honestly super neutral about dating him

like I feel like it could work but there's also people I’d click with more

idk there's really no thoughts in my brain when I think about him in a romantic way

miya osamu: 7/10

I'm a REALLY picky eater so I could never go on food dates or help him with his restaurant

although he IS a little calmer than his brother

also like atsumu, someone that I never thought about dating

suna rintarō: 8.5/10

I think he’s a good height (in between ‘the high shelf would never be used’ and ‘the mirror is problematic’)

he's a phone addict, I'm a phone addict, we'd get along splendidly

I feel like a relationship with him would be pretty chill and lowkey

I don't do well with fancy and formal so that's perfect

late-night stargazing 🥺

kita shinsuke: 7/10

dude I'd be lowkey scared of him

he's just so productive?? and structured in his daily life

like I wish I was that organized but no I'll be staying up until 4 or 5 am on school nights just wasting my life away

I'm too much of a wreck for him

kita deserves better ☠️

sakusa kiyoomi 7.5/10

hmm

I'm a clean freak about some things but also horrendously messy about others so I don't even think he'd like me

isn't he also really tall

why does he not feel tall 😭

like with tsukishima and kuroo you FEEL like they're tall while with suna and sakusa you just know they're tall because the wiki tells you

in my mind sakusa is like 5'9 lmao

hoshiumi kōrai: 7/10

same deal as with hinata and nishinoya

he's a little too short for us to live a practical life

no thoughts about him romantically either

hirugami sachirō: 7.5/10

unfortunately I don't know much about him

but he's going to be a vet!! and I love animals

we will definitely raise cats

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george-weasleys-girl · 1 year

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I’ve been binge reading your fics all day, and i’d love to request one!

So, we all know that Fred Weasley is always energetic, loud and a troublemaker, right? He’s totally golden retriever energy. Maybe he meets a girl the exact opposite of him- Quiet, Shy, maybe somewhat emo? Like a golden retriever boy x black cat girl trope? Id love to see your perspective on this! 🤍

Such a fun request! I hope you enjoy!!

Opposites Attract Pt. 1

Fred's POV

Fred stopped his loud, boisterous bouncing around and watched as Y/N sat down in her favorite spot under the big oak tree and pulled a book out to read. Of all the girls at Hogwarts, Y/N was the one that fascinated him the most. With her jet-black hair, all-black wardrobe, and her quiet manner, she was the exact opposite of every other girl he'd ever fancied. She was shy, reserved, and even though she had friends, she seemed to prefer being on her own most of the time.

"I wonder what she's reading." Fred strained, trying to make out the title.

George glanced up from the invention he was tinkering with. "Looks like a book to me."

"Don't be cheeky," Fred grumbled. "You know what I mean."

George grinned. "I see you're crushing hard on our little black cat girl."

"I am not crushing on her." Fred looked away to hide his faint blush.

"Ok." George shrugged.

"I'm not."

"Ok."

"Seriously, George, I'm not."

"O-K."

"Ok."

"Ok," George finished. "Now come help me with this."

Fred snuck one final, quick look at Y/N before turning his attention to his twin and their newest invention.

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Y/N's POV

Y/N was nervous. She knew she was being watched by Fred Weasley. And she also knew he had taken an interest in her. At least, that's what her friends said anyway.

She wasn't sure how she felt about that. She'd never had a boyfriend before, and it would be nice to have one. But Fred Weasley? Mischief maker extraordinaire, the life of party, the center of attention everywhere he went. If she dated him, she'd get sucked into that, and the possibility terrified her.

Y/N had spent her life happily being a wallflower. Sure, her black-on-black style garnered a bit of attention from time to time. But it was usually only momentary. Once people realized she wasn't going to do anything interesting, they got bored and turned their focus elsewhere. That suited her just fine. She liked being the invisible one. The one everyone's eyes slipped over.

Daring a quick peak through her bangs, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw she was no longer being scrutinized. Good, she thought. Now, maybe she could relax and get some reading done before dinner. Putting the older Weasley twin promptly out of her mind, she turned her attention to her newest potions book.

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Fred's POV

Fred stared at the back of Y/N's lovely head as she worked on an assignment in Potions. She excelled at the subject and was probably the only non-Slytherien student who didn't think Snape was horrible. "He's really not that bad." Fred had overheard her telling one of her friends.

Indeed, Snape did treat her differently than most of Hogwarts' students. While she didn't receive the preferential royal treatment reserved only for Slytherin, he never tormented her as he did everyone else. He generally just left her alone, occasionally praising her on her potions work.

Fred couldn't help but wonder what sort of spell she cast to achieve this unprecedented feat. Maybe when he asked her out to Hogsmede, she'd share her secret. He sighed, gazing at her lips as she turned to speak to her partner when someone slapped the back of his head.

"Ow!" Fred looked up to see Snape glaring down at him.

"Save your Don Juan scheming for after class, Weasley." Snape ordered, rolling his eyes.

Fred rubbed the back of his head, pointedly ignoring George's smirking, knowing look as he watched the professor stalk back to his desk. Once again, he wondered why Snape left Y/N out of the matter. If she'd been anyone else, he would've made a point to embarrass her, too. What was so special about Y/N?

Snape's POV

Snape had a soft spot for Y/N. Aside from her loner nature and her penchant for black, which reminded him of himself, she was one of the most brilliant students he'd ever taught, and that was not a term he threw around lightly.

A few days into her first year, Y/N approached him after class to discuss a particular potion in her textbook. She was shy and uncertain of herself, but her questions and insights broached ideas that went far beyond anything he taught in his most advanced classes. Snape was impressed in spite of himself.

Y/N didn't have much practical experience with mixing potions, obviously, being too young to practice magic outside of school. But, she was incredibly well-read on the subject, spending hours pouring over any potions book she could get her hands on.

Mid-way through her second year after she'd read every potions book in the library, Snape began letting her borrow books from his private collection. Every couple of weeks, like clockwork, she'd stop by after class to trade out another book and ask a litany of thoughtful questions.

Much to his surprise, Snape found himself looking forward to their little chats. It was lovely to have a student who wasn't a complete dolt for once. And whose mastery of potions made her a worthwhile conversationalist. However, if he were completely honest with himself, he mostly enjoyed them because it was like having a friend.

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Fred's POV

Y/N was sitting in her usual spot reading. Fred smiled at her. She looked extra adorable today with the little fall leaf that had fluttered into her hair unnoticed.

"Hi!" Fred greeted, striding over to her.

"Umm, hi." Y/N looked up at him for the briefest of moments before her eyes darted away.

"Mind if I join you?" He was all but bouncing in place.

"I-uh-ok." Y/N stuttered.

He flopped down beside her with all the grace of a drunk walrus. "Beautiful fall day, yeah?"

"Yeah--" she mumbled, shrinking away from him.

Fred noticed. "Oh shit, sorry, am I coming on too strong?"

Y/N only blinked.

"I am, aren't I?"

Unsure how to respond, Y/N continued to say nothing.

"Dammit! George told me to tone it down," Fred rambled on. "But did I listen?" He shifted away from her so he was no longer up in her face.

Y/N swallowed, watching his every move. "C-can I help you with something?"

"As a matter of fact, you can," Fred smiled. "You see, I have this little problem. George and Lee both have girlfriends they're taking to Hogsmede on Saturday, and I don't, and I'd really prefer not to go alone. I'd love it if you accompanied me. What do you say?"

@princess-paramour @milivanili99 @fancy-pantaloons @turvi @zvummyummy @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy @georgie-weasley

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scarasbaefy · 11 months

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seasons

chars; childe/tartaglia

; fem reader, angst to comfort

note; this is for my bff emoly who has been waiting for this since the dawn of time !!!! shes the biggest childe lover in the world. THIS ONES FOR U EMO !

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childes life was falling apart. being a harbinger was no easy task. being a part of the FBI would be an easier task than being a criminal. at least you didn’t have to lie to your family and lover about your job.

the cold air nipped childes nose, but he didn’t mind it. he loves the cold temperature of his homeland. he was too busy thinking of other things than the way his nose tingled, or the way his hands were shivering from the lack of warmth. he dreaded to get home, where you and his siblings would be waiting for his arrival. he had already finalized his decision though.

he had to let you go.

you and teucer were playing with one of his toy horses in the living room when the sound of the front door unlocking took your attention. teucer, already knowing who it was, made his way to the door and jumped on the mans leg.

“brother! oh big brother, i missed you so much! did you bring me anything?” the young boys eagerness made you laugh to yourself as you stood up from your position on the floor. you gave childe a loving smile before wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss. childe immediately felt his heart drop when your lips connected, causing him to not reciprocate.

he pulled away and gave you a small smile filled with guilt. you knew something was wrong, but masked your worry since teucer was looking up at you two. teucer loved you and childe as a couple, always asking when you would get married so you three could live together forever.

“i did get you something, teucer. i’ll give it to you in a minute. i need to talk to y/n first though. it’s very important, but i promise i’ll give you your gift afterwards.” childe pat his brothers head, causing teucer to cover his giggle with his hands. “oh.. i see.. i’ll give you all the time you need, but call me when you’re ready!” the boy said before running off with a smile on his face.

childe held your hand as he walked you to a room nearby. “is something wrong?” you asked after he closed the door, leaving the two of you. he didn’t say anything as he stood with head head against the door, afraid to turn around and face you. the silence only made your stomach turn. after a few seconds he held your hands, all while avoiding eye contact. “i can’t be your love anymore...” he whispered, as if he was hoping you wouldn’t understand what he had just said.

you dropped your hands from his and cupped his cheek. “what do you mean? why are you saying this... what happened?” childe turned his head away from your hand to hide the tears threatening to fall. he immediately regretted saying anything. he loves you more than anything in this world, and if he had met you before joining the fauti then he wouldn’t have ever joined in order to protect your safety.

“i’m afraid. i don’t want to ruin your life by having me as your boyfriend. i’m like a bad omen and i don’t want anything bad happening to you. i’d rather let you go than see you get hurt because of me... or worse.” he said as the tears began to roll down his cheeks, but you were quick to wipe them away. you made him look at you, tears also flowing down your own cheeks. his heart broke at the sight, knowing his words were the cause of your pain.

“don’t you dare ever say that again. we have been together for many years now and nothing has happened to me, all thanks to you. i love you so much, and i’m not letting you leave me. not now, not ever.” the stern look on your face made childe shiver. he knew you had a point, and if he were to let you go now, all his enemies would use you against him since he wouldn’t be there to protect you.

childe let out a sigh of relief before nuzzling into the hand holding his cheek. he felt a wave of relief that you didn’t agree with him or left him. he was happy you had made a point, and that you would say such kind words to a man like him. you actually made an effort to stay with him even though he thought it was best if he wasn’t in your life. he looked at you, a tired smile on his face. “i’m so stupid. i regretted my words after they came out. i never want to leave you. i now realize that having you by my side is the safest place you could be, and i wouldn’t want it any other way. i love you.” he kissed your forehead, then your nose. “i love you so much.” your cheek, then your lips.

you took childes hand and walked him out the room. “we can continue talking later. you have a child who’s waiting for his gift.”

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mastermindmiko · 7 months

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Potions Partner (Part eight)

pairing: Draco Malfoy + fem!reader

Word count: 2097

Warnings: sadness, Draco being emo?

requests are open

Part 9

Hey! if you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist

When the date ended, she thought that it had gone incredibly. She wasn’t able to wipe off that stupid grin off her face, even Harry asked about it. The only time that day that she wasn’t smiling was when Katie got hexed, but even after that, she was still grinning like an idiot.

The next day, she had potions, and she doesn’t think that she’s ever been this excited about a potions lesson before. Draco was sitting at the back of the class, just like last time. She had to physically restrain herself from smiling when she saw him, not wanting to arouse any suspicions.

She went and sat beside him and just like last time, he didn’t acknowledge her existence. She brought out her books, and started to pay attention to the lesson. Slughorn soon gave them a break, and only then did she notice that he didn’t hold her hand.

She thought he must’ve forgotten, and so, she mustered up all her Gryffindor courage and reached for his hand. Their fingers brushed and just as she’s about to lock their fingers, he pulls his hand away. Both her face and heart sank, and she quickly retracted her hand, hurt and embarrassed.

She didn’t look at him for the rest of the lesson, and when the bell rang, he didn’t waste a single second in packing his things before leaving.

The rest of the week went along like that. She’d try to talk to him in potions or catch his eye across the Great Hall, but she never succeeded. She started to think that the date didn’t go as well as she thought, and that was the reason why he didn’t want to be her boyfriend anymore. The thought shouldn’t have hurt her as much as it did.

That night, she decided to take matters into her own hands and take action. She took her red stone out of her bag, and when dinner ended, she tapped it three times. She was transported to Draco’s room. When her feet landed on the ground, he was startled up from his couch.

“If you don’t want to be my boyfriend anymore, you can just say that. You didn’t have to ignore me for a whole week.” She said with her hands balled up into fists. He frowns and asks, “Why would I not want to be your boyfriend?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.” She replies, and folds her arms over her chest. A guilty look takes over his face, he begins, “I’m sorry, you’re right…” never in her life did she ever think that she would hear Draco Malfoy say those words, he continues, “This year…has been less than optimal to say the least. I know it’s not an excuse for being a shitty boyfriend, but I- I didn’t know what to do, and I’d hate to bring you down with me-”

He cuts himself off when he’s brought into a big hug. She slings her arms around his neck. He’s unsure of what to do for a second, then he decides to wrap his arms around her waist. She whispers, “You’re not going to bring me down, and I’d like to know if something is bothering you, maybe I could help. I know that this is my first time, but I’m pretty sure that it’s my job as your girlfriend to care, and fortunately for you, I do…care that is.”

His eyes had started to water in the middle of her speech, but he blinked them away. He pulled her, if possible, closer. He held her and rested his head on her shoulder, in the crook of her neck. He pressed tiny kisses there, in appreciation, he was never good with words, so he settled for that instead. Hopefully, she’ll understand.

She brings her fingers to play with the small hairs at the back of his neck, and he finds out that she does understand. If he was ever asked in the future when was the exact moment when he fell in love, he’d tell them this one. It was rare when a person cared about him beyond his duties and name, he appreciated that she cared despite all those things, and he was even more grateful that it was her who cared.

He suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of guilt. She cared for him, and he was supposed to use her for information. He pulls away, and she asks, concerned, “What is it?” He thinks that she can’t possibly get anymore lovely. “I wish I could tell you, but I can’t.”

She nods understandingly and doesn’t pressure him to tell her. She immediately proves him wrong, she can get more lovely. She cups his face, and asks, “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Just keep being the wonderful girlfriend that you are.” He says with a wide smile. She blushes and he leans in to press a kiss on her cheek. He kisses her and she sighs, contently as soon as their lips touch. It’s been too long since they last kissed. She smiles against his lips, the familiar feeling already making her feel ecstatic.

“What?” he asks, after feeling her smile against his lips. She shakes her head, “I’ve missed this, it’s been too long.”

She expected him to smile or kiss her again, but instead he frowned. “I really am sorry. I’ll make it up to you. We’ll have a date at the astronomy tower this Friday at midnight. Does that sound good?”

“Sounds perfect.” She replies and she kisses him. He bites her lower lip, and sucks on it, making her let out a sigh. He licks her lips, and she opens her mouth, allowing him to enter her mouth. He starts to explore her mouth with his tongue.

He lets his hands trail down to her hips and her body tingles. He pulls her by her hips, and continues to kiss her. His left hand moves to her face, and when she starts to feel lightheaded, she pulls away to take a breath. He whispers, “Stay the night.”

Her eyes snap open and they’re wide. Her whole body becomes as stiff as a rock, and she asks, breathless, and shaky, “What?”

He looks at her and brushes a strand of her hair away from her face, “We won’t do anything. It’s past curfew, I wouldn’t want you to get detention, especially if it's without me.”

“Okay then.” She says, and she relaxes back into his touch. He rubs circles onto her hips, and he asks, “When’s your first class tomorrow?”

“Eight.” She replies, and he says, “You should probably get to bed to get all your eight hours.” She blushes at how much he cares, and she nods her head. He presses a kiss to her forehead then says, “I’ll get you something to wear.”

He goes to his closet and brings out a pair of pyjamas that will be too big and long for her to wear. He hands them to her then he goes to the bathroom. He stays in there for a while, and she hears a lot of shuffling then he comes out with a red toothbrush in his hand. He handed it to her and said, “You can use this to brush your teeth. I turned it red, so you’ll use it.”

She smiles, presses a kiss to his cheek, and enters the bathroom. She changes out of her uniform and wears Draco’s pyjamas. They smell just like him. As predicted they were way too big for her, so she tightened the draw strings, and cuffed the pants and sleeves.

When she leaves the bathroom, Draco’s already changed into a pair of pyjamas himself. She walks out with her uniform folded in her hands, and he says, “You can put it in there, I emptied it for you.”

“You have a drawer for me?” She asks with a wide smile on her face. He blushes, Draco Malfoy blushes, and says, “well, I- you’ll need to put your clothes somewhere, it’s only logical. There’s also another empty drawer in the bathroom for you. You can bring some of your stuff there, just in case this happens again…or something.”

She puts her uniform in the spacious drawer, and walks to him. She presses a kiss to his cheek, and says, “you’re most definitely the sweetest person I've ever met.”

He awkwardly scratches the back of his neck, “You can get to sleep, I’ll just brush my teeth and be out.” She nods her head, and he enters the bathroom. She resists the urge to giggle at how exciting this was, he cleared out space for her, and he’s planning out more dates for them. She couldn’t believe that he was actually the best boyfriend possible.

She goes to his large king sized bed, and she lifts the emerald covers and goes under them. She rests her head on her pillow, and all she can smell is him. She’s never been more comfortable in her life. She shuffles to get into a better position, and she waits for Draco.

She hears the bathroom door open, but Draco doesn’t come near the bed. She waits a few seconds before lifting her head up to look at him. He was unfolding a blanket over the sofa. “Hey! What’re you doing over there?”

“I’m going to sleep here.” Draco explains, plainly. “No, you’re not. Come to bed!” She shouts at him, and he asks, “Are you sure you’re comfortable with that?”

“Yes, now get your ass into bed, I’m tired!” She groans then leans back on the pillows grabbing one and hugging it. A few seconds later she feels the bed shift under his weight. She opens her eyes, and he’s lying down on the bed, facing her. She says, “Hi.”

“Hi, my love.” Draco says and she can’t help but blush. She wondered if she was ever not going to be flustered when he was affectionate with her. She shifted closer to him, and he asked, “Are you sure you’re alright with this?”

“Of course, I feel comfortable around you.” She says with a slight tint in her cheeks. She doesn’t comprehend the expression on his face, but she bites her lip, thinking. After a few seconds, she asks, “Does it bother you?”

“Does what bother me?” He counters, and he lifts his hand to push a stray hair away from her face. He plays with it as she talks, “That we’re not- that I’m not…that we’re not, you know.”

“Are you talking about sex?” he asks, plainly, and her face turns a deep red. She hides her face behind the pillow that she’s hugging and she lets out a groan, and says, “You can’t just say it like that!”

“You’re adorable.” He chuckles at how flustered she is, and he lifts his head, so he can see her face even from behind the pillow. “And to answer your question, no, I’m not. I don’t mind, take as long as you need to feel alright with it.”

“You’ve probably- you know, with a lot of girls, don’t you want to do it, now.” She says, feeling insecure about her boyfriend’s ex girlfriends. She remembers how last year, he’d practically had a new girl on his arm every week. He answers, “I do want to do it eventually, but I would never want to pressure you. I can wait as long as you’d need me to.”

“Thank you.” She whispers, and she leans over the pillow to give him a peck on his lips. He sets his head back on the pillow, and she shuffles into a more comfortable position. He tries to look at her, and finds that there’s a pillow blocking his view of her. He asks, “Is there a reason why there’s a pillow wall between us?”

“I can’t sleep without hugging something.” She explains, and he smirks, he takes the pillow from out of her grasp and throws it behind him. He moves closer to her and lets her rest on his chest. “Well, now that something is someone.”

“See, who’s better?” He asks, after a few seconds of her shifting on his chest, moving around a lot, then wrapping her arms around him and relaxing. She looks up at him and says, “The pillow, it’s more squishy.”

“It’s called having muscles” He replies, offended. He presses one final kiss to her head before saying, “You’re going to have to learn how to sleep with the muscles because I'm not letting you go any time soon.”

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do-i-look-like-a-doctor · 3 months

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okay but the Naruto universe is so fucking weird yet funny if you explain it and question it.

first, you have this lil orphan broke kid ninja boy named after a fishroll. then, you have an emo kid who acts like he got parents and a good way in life despite the fact he’s equally as much of an orphan as Mr. Broke-Blonde-Bitch. THEN you have this normal chick with pink hair who signed up for absolutely none of this nonsense yet got dragged into it. tell me why it’s these three against the world yet none of them can function together? it’s like watching ferrets hyped up on PCP fight over raw spaghetti noodles. dont even get me started when they were in school together, i can bet every person here 6 cents that at some point Sakura aka Ms. Fuckall got tired of Naruto and Sasuke’s bullshit and just tried to abandon them at an animal shelter.

speaking of school and general tomfoolery, why was the dude in charge of these three young squishy brained freaks the most depressed 20 something year old creature on the planet? i will admit, Kakashi is attractive and a great dude. he is so iconic, he misses his old team, and it’s clear he wanted best for his Group of Weird Children but he also reads porn all day and his mask probs smells like cheap aftershave.

if i was a 13 year old ninja child and i saw my sensai (who’s name sounds like cashew) doing all that i’d assume im either about to learn a sick ass skill (how to not cope with emotional trauma properly) or im about to get my ass handed to me. or im about to dropout.

back on track. so you’ve got orphan #1, orphan #2, Ms. Get-Me-Out-Of-Here, and Emotionally Repressed Man in one team. what do the kids do? beef for like 3048384 episodes. what does Kakashi do? try to teach them the power of friendship the entire damn series. oh, and let’s not forget that Naruto apparently has a demon fox inside him because of course he does.

anyways, once the team gets good at teaming they haul off to take their lil ninja exams. who do they meet? some kid named Gaara with smudged eyeliner and shaved brows. he’s a red-head, that’s cute. oh and he can control sand and tries to kill every child in the exams because his dad is a piece of shit hipster. who else do they meet? a kid named Rock Lee who can kick really hard, a girl named Tenten who wishes for all of us to stfu, and poor Neji who can’t keep doing this. there’s also some guy named Guy. yeah, the chunin exams nearly flop because Gaara doesn’t know how to act right.

all this is happening but the pivotal of it all? Sasuke decides to be extra emo and FUCKS OFF TO KILL HIS HALF BLIND SICKLY OLDER TWINK BROTHER.

then, Naruto decides he wants to harness his powers and FUCKS OFF WITH AN OLD ASS BUSHY HAIRED MAN WHO WRITES PORN. Jiraiya needs to be studied on a microscopic spiritual level. he is why SCP’s exist.

who let these kids out? i told you all not to feed the animals and look what happened. now theres beef between a group of kids and the akatsuki.

oh and the akatsuki?? don’t get me started. wtf is that. why is this group of fucked up people with weird powers who are being led by a ginger hive mind of corpses just wandering around? and why is Weasel, aka Itachi, in the middle of it with his goofy explosive hypnotic eyeballs? i want them all put down.

so you’ve got the evil eldirch horrors in the streets. thats fine. Naruto gets put into a new gang cuz Kakashi has to hospitalized. cool, whatever. Naruto decides to start hutning down his rogue boyfriend alongside Sakura, who became a sickass ninja doctor, along with his new sensei Yamato. wonderful… THEN SOME BITCH NAMED SAI SHOWS UP.

DO NOT GET ME STARTED.

what is that? why is it emo? why is its tongue tattooed? put it back outside bro i stg. i love him so much.

everything is just everywhere in this anime bro I can’t. Sasuke is no where to be seen, Naruto is doing fuckall across the world with his groupie, Kakashi is lowkey sad again cuz his kids are gone, and Sakura can barely breathe without issues occurring.

not just that but the twink brother named Weasel is being stupid and enables his own murder. yeah he basically wants Sasuke to come for his ass. meanwhile, Naruto comes home bigger, better, older but still broke and full of fox demon. still, not a single soul except his friends and teachers like him. shit gets even more wild, it becomes knock-off Cheetah Girls vs. The World.

girl i gotta go before i hurt someone. see yall in part 2.

(all of this is heavily unedited, apologies for mistakes)

#naruto #kakashi hatake #sasuke uchiha #itachi uchiha #sakura #yamato #slander #who fed the animals I stg #guys I love this anime plz don’t come for me #yapping #part 2 might be tn or tomorrow idk #uchiha sasuke #uchiha itachi #uchiha obito #hatake kakashi

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milosirlgf · 10 months

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a guy/honey drabble :3

note: this is set pre-confession! think maybe a couple weeks before the events of the valentines video :3 also, my headcanon is that honey's a wolf shifter so that might make more sense in the last couple paragraphs :3 also, i wrote the last bit at 2am, forgive me, its shit. not proofread. lowercase intended!

warnings: none! pure fluff :3

the clacking of your keyboard in the room across from his could very well have driven him insane. his eyes leaped between the image of his slightly creaked open door, and the hallway; contemplating exiting his den of serenity for the first time in what felt like years. he’d already received a, long, winded, well deserved lecture on the ethics of disturbing his favorite roommate’s focus in regards to their ever-so important essay. he had then, of course, argued the ethics, and, to put it in his words, the point of starting an essay three weeks in advance, which earned him quite a…terrifying glare.

guy’s mind wandered for, ten, maybe fifteen minutes, pondering whether to interrupt his cherished friend’s self-inflicted torture. friend. had they considered him a friend? would they ever even think of, perhaps, being.. more? he hadn’t even noticed when the excruciatingly loud typing had long halted. the fumbling of the doorknob across him interrupted his thought process. a rather, show stopping pair of eyes met his. his breath hitched.

“hi” guy was grinning, as usual, (his voice had always skipped an octave up when he was around them.)

“hi. sorry for.. uh. sorry for yelling, earlier, i mean.” they whispered, looking down at the bleak carpet below the two.

“oh?!” he chipped, “well, you’re forgiven, though you’re still very, very mean, i hope you know.” his smirk sent butterflies through their stomach, electric currents through their veins. he eyed the smile (which they’d tried to hide) creeping onto their gorgeous face.

“hey, guy?” their voice was like honey.

“mm, w. what?” he stumbled, voice wavering. eyes dancing up from their lips.

“wanna watch a movie? um. with me?” their hands fidgeted with the thread of their shirt. “uh. kayla’s at her boyfriends place for the night.. i was just, you know, wondering if you wanted to. no pressure.”

guy smiled, warmly,

“aaoow… how romantic!” his giggles bounced off the walls, filling their ears with nothing but sweetness.

“urgh.” they sighed with utter exasperation, “yknow what. nevermind.” they rolled their eyes, turning to face their bedroom, defensively.

“NO nononono no. no!” he whined, grinning through his words and grabbing their hand, giddily spinning them back around. “i’d love to, honeyyy!” he teased. his nimble hands began to tug them towards the living room as they groaned, heavily, at the petname.

“oh, come on.” they groaned, “that’s not even what werewolves look like, not even close!” facepalming, they leaned backwards, pushing guy’s shoulder against theirs. his breath caught, not focusing on the poorly edited, skinny, man-like ‘werewolf’ displayed charmingly across the tv screen.

“how would you know? you’ve never seen a werewolf before.. for all that you know, that COULD be an accurate representation.. you don’t know!!” his smirk was almost engraved into their mind.

“well, howdya know i’m not a werewolf?” they murmured, their face dead straight, not a sight of humor behind the phrase.

“i don’t.” he spoke, definitively, “buuut it wouldn’t surprise me.. you’ve got the grumbly, dare i say, emo.. attitude to back it up.” he uttered, “OW! owww shitshitshitshitshit stoooop!!” the pitch of his voice stepping higher as they hit him, forcibly with the largest pillow in reach.

“you’re just proving my point, sweetcheeks!”

#this is bad #im HORRIBLE at dialogue sorri guys #also first fic on tumblr !#woah!#crazy!#could u tell i was watching harry potter #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted guy

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monkeythefander · 9 days

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Analogince Headcannons💜💙❤️

Am I participating in my own event/ship week? Yes, I am 😁. Am I also posting this a little bit early? Yes, because I’m too excited to wait until it’s officially the 29th in my timezone. I wanted to eventually make headcannons for this ship, so I thought I’d make some based on some of the prompts for Analogince Week 2024. I didn’t write for every single prompt because I didn’t have ideas for some of them. These headcannons all take place in a human au.

@analoginceweek

The prompts I chose to write for were the following:

Day 1 (April 29th): Library / Theater

Day 2 (April 30th): Nightmare

Day 3 (May 1st): Disney / Adventure

Day 4 (May 2nd): “Are you okay?”

Day 5 (May 3rd): “Here is where we shall stay.”

Extra ideas: Tea, and Companionable Silence.

Content warnings: mention of lunch (nothing specific, just getting lunch together), mention of nightmares (also nothing specific), mention of tea, let me know if I missed anything else.

Click below the cut to read the headcannons

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- Virgil wanted to contribute to the local theater’s upcoming musical. Acting wasn’t one of his best skills, so he decided to contribute using the skill he’s mostly confident in, which is his illustration abilities. The theater was looking for people to help sketch out designs for and paint parts of the set, so Virgil decided to help. While working at the theater, he met Roman, who was acting in the play. Virgil was busy painting when Roman approached him and started a conversation about the play. The two men quickly fell into a nice conversation about whatever came to mind, and from that day on, they continued to talk to each other whenever they had free time at the theater.

- Besides helping out at the theater, Virgil also worked at the local, public library. He mostly was in charge of organizing the books. He wasn’t put at the front desk often. One day, when Virgil was organizing some of the book shelves, a man approached him. This man was Logan, and he was asking Virgil if the library had a specific book about the solar system. Virgil led Logan to the book he was looking for and the two ended up having a nice conversation about outer space. Logan also mentioned that he needed the book to reference for a lesson he had planned for his students; he’s a teacher. After that conversation, Virgil didn’t think he’d see Logan again. But Logan ended up returning to the library a lot to look for more space themed books and to talk to Virgil about the books. The emo man enjoyed the conversations; it made his job more interesting.

- One day, Virgil decides to introduce Roman and Logan to each other. The emo man hopes the two will get along, since he thinks they’d be good friends too. The three men decide to get lunch together and Logan and Roman are able to bond over their interest in poetry and Greek mythology. Seeing his two friends getting along makes Virgil smile, but he tries to hide his smile behind his hand. At this moment, he also realizes that he might just love these two, wonderful men. Virgil doesn’t plan on saying anything about his feelings yet though.

- Virgil didn’t end up being the first one to confess his feelings. That title went to Roman. It was several months after Roman and Logan were introduced to each other that Roman realized he had feelings for the emo and the nerd. So like the romantic he is, Roman decided to create a fun way to confess. He was a bit nervous that they wouldn’t feel the same way, but he couldn’t hide his feelings forever. So Roman set up an adventure for his crushes to go on; it was a scavenger hunt. He set up clues for them all over town in spots the three of them liked to hang out, and then made the final destination the diner where they all hung out for the first time. Once Virgil and Logan arrived at the diner, Roman confessed his feelings and the emo and nerd said they liked him back. So they became boyfriends that day.

- After dating for a year, the three men decided to move in with each other. They did a lot of searching online until eventually Roman said “Here is where we shall stay” as he pointed at the photo of a nice house on the laptop screen. Logan and Virgil agreed with Roman’s statement. This house would be perfect for them. Roman had wanted a house with a front porch he could put a nice, rocking chair on. Logan wanted a house with three bedrooms so if any of them needed some personal space at night, they could have their own beds instead of sharing one all the time. Virgil wanted a house with a nice backyard where he could just sit and draw. The house they found online met all these needs, so the three boyfriends were definitely buying it.

- Before moving in together, the three men never really saw each other when they were feeling super upset or stressed. So now that they lived together, the boyfriends saw every aspect of each other’s lives, and got into a routine of making sure everyone was feeling okay. If anyone seemed like something was bothering them, they’d be asked “Are you okay?” If Virgil woke up from a nightmare and couldn’t fall back asleep for the rest of the night, Logan would make some tea to help calm Virgil down and Roman would gently hug the emo man and whisper comforting words to him.

- If Roman was feeling worried about an upcoming play, Virgil will remind him of how great he is at acting and offer to practice reading whatever script Roman had to memorize at the moment. Logan would also offer to read through lines with Roman, and provide advice whenever Roman requested feedback.

- If Logan stayed up too late grading papers for his students, Roman and Virgil would remind him it’s time for bed. Virgil would offer to help Logan finish up grading after they all got some sleep. After they get Logan to lay down in bed, Roman will quietly sing to help Logan relax more and fall asleep.

- The three boyfriends like to sit in companionable silence with each other when they all just want a quiet and relaxing day. Logan will sit on the couch with a book. Roman will plop down on the couch, rest his head on Logan’s shoulder, and just watch random videos on his phone with headphones on. Virgil will sit on the floor in front of the couch and sketch whatever comes to mind. Most of the time the emo finds himself drawing his boyfriends sitting on the couch, like they are in that moment.

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End Notes: Thanks for reading! As always, if you like any of these headcannons and want to make a fanfic or fanart based on them you can. You just need to ask me first, and then tag and credit me in the post so I can see it.

-Monkey💜

AO3 Link to these headcannons: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55441837

#sanders sides #sanders sides headcannons #sanders sides human au #analogince #analoginceweek2024 #virgil x logan x roman #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #virgil x logan #virgil x roman #logan x roman

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manicpixiedckgirl · 4 months

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okay, so i posted a timeline. sue me! i quit all other social media last year and needed that dopamine hit. just a lil nicotine patch for online attention. seasonal depression is a bitch okay. i posted it here and to ig, bc ig is to late millennials what facebook is boomers. and people have all said some very nice things, but when you're posting a 10 year timeline, you're usually hoping for someone from your past to see it and go "woah! you're so different now"!

and whaddya know, this time it worked. one of my exes from when i was a teenager saw it. not one of the ones who turned out to be a lesbian, one of the ones who turned out to be a trans man. He just wanted to say hi - that he was so happy to see that i looked happy, and that i looked incredible, especially compared to the scruffy twink they had dated. (okay those are my words not his)

he and I didn’t have a great relationship at first - no one had a great relationship with me before i realized i was a trans woman obviously, but this was pretty young. I was really repressed and weird back then, and still very much without any social graces, and we were only like 16. they caught the full broadside of my emo fuckboy energy and got out fast once they saw that - i don’t blame them. I was crying in their arms about how much i hated my new body hair, and how i wanted to be able to wear dresses, and the next day i’d be completely emotionally unavailable and denying all of it. not exactly boyfriend material, not entirely boyfriend. They were very traumatized too in their own way, just realizing they were trans too, and engaging in a lot of ‘i want to be a gay man’ antics, fucking their way through the pain. He was frankly way too cool and sexually liberated to be wasting his time with that version of me. And it was very obvious to everyone who knew what that was 12-15 years ago that i was a closeted trans girl. we had a friend group that eventually fell apart, and we parted for the first time.

Later, in our late teens/20, we would end up fucking - i had started to accept and announce that my gender was complicated, and i was starting to be kinda faggy and loud about it, and not everyone hated that, and they had just started T and were boy horny. We split a bottle of wine (or was it two? It was probably two) and started watching an ashley tisdale movie. Looking back on it, how it went must definitely have been his plan, but i’ve always been blind about this stuff and was that night. It was definitely bad sex, but it was also fun sex - the first time I enjoyed myself, and the pressure of having to be a guy wasn’t so overwhelming i didnt effectively black out. he’s one of the first people i ever talked to about feeling complicated about gender, and i think by then he had figured me out, and was just letting me get the rest of the way on my own. I still couldn’t top for him, i never rly could top for anyone, even before estrogen. but we still had fun, with our hands and with our mouths. and then after that, we'd go to art shows and poetry readings and hang out again occasionally, like we talked about doing when we were literal kids, putting on rocky horror in our front rooms.

but life takes you away from people, and he got into film school, and i somehow graduated my chemistry program and moved to the US. he moved to Germany for a while, although i hear he's back home. i got married, got separated, there was a global pandemic. we hadn't talked in years, although i had snooped on him once or twice. He’s a director now - he’s made some impressive arthouse films, all horror and gender and kitchy campy cerebral themes. He’s got a big tv writing credit on the way in irish tv. Idk - it felt rly good to impress him, to say hi, to remember. it's really cool to see other trans people thriving and living life, always. anyone who cleaves reality to themselves and fashions themselves into someone they can love is someone who impresses me. but it's different when it's someone you've known for almost half your life - someone you were a fucked up kid with, not sure if either of you would make it to 18. and to be smiling at each other, looking at 30, and wondering what's next. i'm really proud of the both of us actually. and i needed that today.

#trans #essay #diary

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aeomianamoure · 15 days

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I wanna see emo Kai being a pervy loser!!

— emo kai being your pervy loser bestfriend to boyfriend!

warnings <3: !smut, kai corrupting reader, !dark and toxic kai, !reader is sweet but a bit of a loser as well, takes place in college, !coquette reader, ddlg themes, !plot twist, kai is a bit of a stalker in this, mentions of other txt members, reader is a crybaby, mentions of smut, actual smut, free use!

a/n <3: i have a feeling ill do better writing these type of fics :3

kai was infatuated with you; from the moment his then only friend yeonjun introduced you to him, and he fears it’s only worsen more and more over time. “so kai this is y/n, and y/n this is kai” yeonjun introduced you both to eachother, “maybe now you can stop clinging onto me” yeonjun half joked hitting kai’s shoulder passive aggressively making the younger wince grabbing his now assaulted shoulder before walking away. you’d immediately frown getting closer to kai before lightly reaching out to massaging his shoulder, “he’s such a dick, im sorry kai” you’d place a light kiss on his forming bruise making kai’s eyes widen in shock as he rapidly bow his head down to you to show his gratitude

“so i was thinking for the project i could go over your house? i’d let you come over mine but my parents said no boys allowed” you’d ask kai with a small frown and kai not being able to say no to you, he’d nod his head rapidly making you smile with a excited clap before you paid attention to your assignment again causing kai to shakes his head, but then panic runs through his head thinking about how you would react once you stepped foot in his room

kai was shocked when you started gasping and oohing over his manga collection, “you like chobits too?” you’d ask carefully pulling the manga out of his shelf with a shy smile, kai still hasn’t warmed up to speaking to you much so he nods. “i always thought i was the only one who liked this type of anime at our school” you’d giggle “hey whenever we can should watch the anime together” you’d suggest and kai sighed in relief at how you seemed to like his bedroom

what he liked most about you was your kindness, your ability to see only the good in people and not being judgmental at all; “so yeonjunnie said i need to stop hanging out with you” you’d pout as you leaped into kai’s bed starling him a bit. “what? what do you mean?” he would ask his heart racing at that comment “yeonjun said you’re weird and off putting and a total loser but i think he’s just full of it! don’t worry i defended you and told him that i’d rather be your friend than his” you’d nod your head making the black haired boy smile down at you

“what are you listening to?” you come up from behind scaring the shit of kai, “holy shit y/n don’t scare me like that!” he would roll his eyes making you giggle an apology. “im listening to yeah boy and doll face by pierce the veil” and you laugh at this, “yeonjun was right you really are an emo loser” making kai roll his eyes once again before he begins to tackle you with aggressive tiggles

valentine’s day rolled around and you were sad to say the least since kai was now where to be seen that day. everyone knew you were pretty but not exactly dateable material yet it sucked being reminded that during special days like these, that was until you were surprised with a stuffed bunny in your locker. you frown your eyebrows gently cradling it into your arms tilting your head at the pink love letter attached to its limps. you being curious you open it kinda shocked but you couldn’t deny it made you blush once you’ve read it. the letter containing dirty things like how you were being watched, how in love this mysterious stalker was with you, how you failed to notice your lacy undergarments including your stockings go missing along with your lip gloss and pink ribbon bows. how pretty you looked asleep during your after school naps in nothing but a crop top and a mini skirt. but what made you turn red the most was the explicit details about wanting to take your virginity. you couldn’t lie you were a bit scared now at how this stalker knew about you still being a virgin but still excited that somebody took an interest to you even if it was a total creep.

you couldn’t deny it to yourself anymore, you were beginning to fall for your bestfriend kai. as the love letters only became more perverted and more frequent you’d begin to imagine it was kai behind all of this. you began to sleep with the thought in your head making it appear in your dreams, you became so obsessed with the idea of kai being your stalker it became the reason why you touched yourself, with needy shameful rubs as you struggled to make yourself orgasm since you really didn’t know how to but you still tried nonetheless. but after all of that trying, you still would cry yourself to sleep because of how guilty you felt to be wishing your bestfriend who has been nothing but sweet to you to be the perv sending you those letters what’s wrong with me?

you began to ignore kai making him secretly angry with you but you didn’t notice, you were too distracted with imagining him to be your stalker and then feeling ashamed of it. you thought of that idea so much you didn’t even connect the puzzle that kai really was your stalker when you opened a very angry letter on the same day kai was angry with you, the letter containing a lot of curse words along with the very violent things your stalker wanted to do to you if you didn’t stop ignoring him making you very confused.

it wasn’t until the later that night you realized the stuffed bunny you were gifted had a camera in its left eye making you flush in embarrassment as you gently tucked it under your pink bed sheets in attempt of the person who you had hoped it was kai to be able to see you sleep better

you eventually got tired of ignoring kai and you missed him so you finally answered his hundreds of text messages and phone calls apologizing and making up some excuse for your behavior sighing in worry as kai immediately forgave you also inviting you over his room for a night of anime binging and video gaming to make up for lost time

you’d tremble at kai shifting behind you placing his hands on top of yours while you carefully held onto his extra ps5 controller in attempt of showing you how to play texas chainsaw massacre; “you also have to stay still to avoid being caught by the family y/n i know it’s a lot to remember but the more you play with me the more you’ll get used to it” kai laughs sheepishly at your pout but you nod nonetheless.

later that night, you begin to drift away to sleep failing to notice your bestfriend kai sitting up behind you violently stroking his shaft with your missing lacy panties trying his best to keep quiet but it was kinda hard to when you were this close to him. eventually you woke up but kai failed to notice seeing how he was clearly busy so you decided to take matters into your own hands and gently turn around racing him latching your tiny (he thought it was tiny) fist around his cock before bringing your lips down on it making him gasp as he opens his eyes to look down at you but he’s so far gone in pleasure he doesn’t say anything. you sigh happily drinking him in your mouth as you begin to rub your pussy through your pajama shorts you couldn’t believe your dream of letting kai use your mouth as he pleases was finally coming true

you’d blush pink as you awake in kai’s arms from last night, seeing him peacefully watch you rest before remembering what happened and immediately feeling guilty for just sucking him off like that without saying anything. “kai? im really sorry for just forcing myself on you like that it was very cruel and you’re my best friend and i shouldn’t have done that it was my first time doing something so sexual and i’m really sorry i don’t know what came over me!” you’d ramble letting tears fall down your face as you hug your bestfriend apologizing over and over again. kai’s eyes soften at your apology before he lightly cradles you into his lap holding you as he whispers, “it’s okay y/n, i know you’re just a little girl and can’t help getting all needy and wanting to use your mouth with me” and you freeze, how does he know that you like that pet name?

you and kai never really spoke about what happened that sleepover, but you do use it as a way to get yourself off. the letters from your stalker getting sweet again but you’re starting to get more grumpy with how the stalker refused to reveal himself. you let out a sigh in frustration and lay down in bed reaching down between your legs rubbing your clit for the nth time that week and begin suckling on your fingers, needly whimpering at the memory of kai telling you how pretty you looked with your mouth full of cock. you let out a weak cry and a kick of your feet at how you failed to cum though before a wicked idea pops in your head as you reach over your stuffed bunny dragging it in between your thighs as you relentlessly rub against it surprising kai as he begins to watch you and he could have swore he came untouched when he heard you whine his name

“could i have some of your ice cream?” kai spoke up as you sat behind him rewatching chobits with him and you nod feeding him some. “thanks” he’d smile “you know i love you right?” he adds on nonchalantly as he turns his attention back to the tv making your blood run cold

you guys never spoke of kai’s confession, but still remained close friends frustrating you. why hasn’t he asked me to be my boyfriend already? you’d huff your cheeks out laying down in bed drifting away to sleep then kai takes his cue and steps into your room from your window smiling down at your now sleeping state. the boy held his breathe itching closer to you lifting up your bedsheets turning you gently to your back as your eyes flutter open as you immediately felt your pussy get wet again

“kai?” you spoke up seeing kai quickly undress you both but you didn’t show any sign of denying him “shh you have no idea how long i’ve been wanting to fuck you” kai shushes you as you freeze. “you’ve been wanting to fuck me?” you’d smile a little blushing at the thought of being wanted. with a nod he speaks again, “ever since you sucked me off like that i haven’t been able to control myself i hope you’re not scared”

you’d gasp softly at the sight of your pussy being stretched around kai’s cock gently grabbing his forearm feeling him rut deeper and deeper into your gummy walls making your breath hitch. “be gentle” you’d hiccup “im.. im a virgin..” “i know”

“what? how did you know that?” your doe eyes weakly open again “you’re not really that dumb are you?” kai laughs menacingly at your wide eyes “come on baby really? you do know that i’m the one sending you all those letters right?” “the love letters?” you’d squeak. kai laughs again, moving to an angle to hit a specific spot in your stomach. “you think i write those letters to you out of love?”

you began to tear up feeling your pussy torn apart in two, “kai” you let out a dry sob “it hurts no more” you’d whine feeling overstimulated at how much you cummed that night “just one more baby yeah? just one more” kai hushed you and you whimpered feeling a knot in your stomach

“do you wanna be my girlfriend?” kai murmured half asleep and you nod. “you’re my boyfriend now right?” you’d speak up making kai laugh at you now waking up. “yes of course” he kisses you lightly making you squeal in delight

a/n: sorry if this isn’t the best 💔

#angelina’s garden ♡!#coquette #emo boyfriend #emo x coquette #txt x reader #txt #txt x y/n #txt smut #txt oneshots #txt reactions #txt headcanons #txt imagines #txt kai #yandere #yandere txt #yandere kai

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th3w00ds · 2 months

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Hey I saw your requests were open? If that's still the case then I'd love to request a Natemare x reader that has some sanders sides fic where the reader has been dating Mare for awhile so the reader decides to finally introduce Mare to there best friend of many years, Virgil. If that's possible, please and thank you.

Of course!!!

I Lie Inside Myself for Hours

@namelessmunster

Title From: Imaginary by Evanescence

Fandom: Youtuber Egos + Sanders Sides

AU: None

Content Warnings: Not proofread

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As you were standing in front of the Sides house, it occurred to you for the fifteenth time that day that Natemare, your boyfriend, had never met the Sides. You didn’t know if they’d even get along.

The reason you were here other than introduce him to your friends was to see your best friend of many years, Virgil. He was an anxious guy, but somehow you were closest to him out of the Sides rather than one would probably expect your best friend to be, like Logan or Patton.

But Anxiety was the one who you were closest to. You’d known Virgil for around five years, since Thomas had invited you over saying that he “wanted you to meet a few people.” It turned out that those people were parts of himself.

You sighed, and knocked on the door, then turning to Mare. “It won’t be that long, usually Roman- Creativity gets the door within a few seconds,”

“Yeah? Wellll, I can’t help but notice it’s taking a few more than that, isn’t it Y/N?” He said sarcastically, looking around the outside of the house. Oh yeah, he’d for sure get along with Virgil.

Around ten seconds later Roman opened the door, and he smiled at the sight of you. He called out to the other Sides, “Y/N IS HERE!!!”

Then he looked back at you and his eyes turned to Mare. “Ohh, who is this now? Your lover? What’s his name? How did you meet-“

“Roman!! Shut!!!” You said, interrupting him. That man never stopped with his romance questions if he figured one was interested in it.

“Awww… fine, I’ll save them for later. But do I at least get to know his name?” Roman said.

You looked over at Mare, and he smiled.

“I’m Natemare, but if you want you can call me Mare,” He told Roman, shaking his hand.

“Well.. come in! Virgil will be happy to see you, Y/N!” Roman said, moving out of the way.

“Who’s Virgil?” Mare asked you as you both walked into the house.

“He’s my best friend,” You answered.

“And you’ve never introduced me to him? Shame upon you,” He said jokingly, “How dare you not introduce me to everyone you know.”

“Shut up,” you said, laughing a little.

“Hmm… no!” He replied. “Y’know, I am curious as to who the other Sides are. Roman was certainly a… character,”

“That’s just how he is,” you said. You then saw Logan, Patton and Janus hanging out in the living room, playing some kind of board game.

Patton looked up first, and pretty much shouted in excitement. “Y/N! You’re here! I’m so happy, it’s been way too long,”

“Patton, it has been two weeks since Y/N has last visited.” Logan said, placing a piece on the board. Janus looked at you, slightly smiling, and then he looked at Mare.

“Oh, great, there are two emos here now.. I’m so thrilled,” He said, and he rolled his eyes.

“You remind me of my younger brother,” Mare said to Janus.

“Amazing,” Janus said flatly. Patton then went up to Mare.

“What’s your name? Are you human? Also, I’m Patton, Thomas’s Morality, Logan is his Logic and Janus is his… Deceit,” He said.

“I’d suggest stopping with the rampant questions, Patton, he’s already been questioned enough by Roman,” Logan said.

“It’s okay. I’m Natemare, and no, I’m not human. I’m a siren,” Mare answered Patton.

“Like the beings that lured sailors to their deaths in Greek Mythology?” Logan asked.

Mare nodded, “Exactly. Most people I meet get scared when they hear that, so it’s kind of new that people aren’t.. you know, trembling and backing away just because of that.”

“It wouldn’t be nice to judge you based on what you are!” Patton said, smiling once more.

“Hypocrite,” Janus quietly said with anger while out of earshot of Patton. Which was true. Out of all the light Sides, Patton was the one who judged the dark Sides based on what they were the most.

“That’s nice. It was nice meeting all of you, Y/N has mentioned all of you once or twice,” Mare said.

“You did?!” Patton said happily.

You nodded. “Yeah. Also, Patton, do you know where Virgil is?” You asked. You hadn’t seen the emo nightmare yet, which was odd. Usually he was one of the first to come talk to you when you came over.

“Yes, where is that raccoon? He disappeared right when you showed up,” Janus said.

“He’s downstairs,” Patton replied, “Probably on the couch, poor kiddo. I wonder what’s up with him today..”

It might be the fact a new person is here. Virgil didn’t like new people, he never has. It took him a while to trust you, and even more time for him to open up to you.

“Thank you! We’ll go check on him,” You said, walking down the stairs with Mare.

“So.. if the Sides represent things about Thomas, then what is Virgil?” Mare asked you.

“Virgil is Thomas’s Anxiety,” you answered his question. “He’s not really a people person,”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Mare said. You two reached the bottom, and entered into a second living area.

You looked around for your best friend, and then saw him on the couch, like Patton said he might be.

He was on his phone, probably scrolling on Tumblr, with his hood up and his headphones in. The music was loud, so loud that you could hear it. It was “I’m Not Okay (I Promise)” by My Chemical Romance, which was Virgil’s self proclaimed “theme song” and one you two often listened to together.

Well, if listening is counted as screaming the lyrics to it at 3am, then yes, you listened to it together.

You went up to him and tapped his shoulder a few times. “Virgil??”

He paused his music and looked up, not taking off his hood. “What?” He said with an annoyed tone. You were stunned for a moment. He hadn’t been this blatantly annoyed with you since before you were best friends.

“Uh- I want you to meet someone,” You said, gesturing to Mare. Virgil sighed, and finally took off his hood, taking out his headphones as well.

“Who?” That was all he said. “Don’t tell me they’re like Roman… or worse, Remus,”

“Oh, no, he’s not like them at all. This is Natemare, my boyfriend,” You said. Virgil moved to look at Mare, looking him up and down.

“He’s your boyfriend? Huh. Wait, first of all, WHEN did you get a boyfriend? You’ve never mention this to me before,” he said, his annoyance slightly going away.

“We’ve been dating for six months,” Mare answered for you.

“Six months??? Y/N, you’ve been over here eight times in that time and you’ve NEVER mentioned this??? I would’ve thought that you would tell me whenever you got a partner, since you’re, you know, my best friend!” Now the annoyance was back. Virgil did seem mad, as he raised his voice slightly.

“Hi.. I don’t want us to bother you, we can leave if you want,” Mare said. “Also.. were you listening to MCR? They’re one of my favorite bands, and I’m Not Okay is a good song.”

Virgil was silent for a few moments, and then spoke. “No, you guys can… stay if you want. I want Y/N here at least,” He said.

“Alright,” You said. “Can I sit next to you?” You asked. Virgil simply nodded, and moved so you could sit next to him.

You sat down, and Mare sat down too. You moved closer to him, and Virgil sort of.. glared?? Does he think that just because you have a boyfriend, you’re going to abandon him or something?

“Virgil.. I’m not going to leave you, and I’m not going to stop being friends with you just because I have a boyfriend,” You said, trying to reassure him due to his unspoken feelings.

“Who said I thought that? I wasn’t saying that,” He said. Mare laughed.

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna steal your best friend from you or something,”

Virgil… actually laughed at that. That was a good sign.

That was probably the quickest time he laughed at something someone he just met said, even when you had first met him.

You could tell they’d get along great. Eventually.

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fairytail-multishipper · 1 year

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Who would be your favorite partner(s) for Lucy and why? I always love hearing your reasons and ideas. I love how your mind works. 💕

askskggdogjdskdk thanks for the compliment! truthfully, these fuckers live in my brain and i need to keep talking about them even though all of my mutuals are slowly leaving FT :((

Lolu

I think this is my favorite Lucy ship in general and I wish their relationship developed into more than just a played out, tired gag. I’d prefer it to be romantic, obviously, but even a deeper friendship would be better than what we got. :((

10/10, expect Lolu slowburn in my rewrite ;)

Graylu

My first FT ship! I love them so much!

9/10

Luli

Why fight over Natsu when you can date your “love rival?” Seriously, they have a cute relationship from the little we see them interact and they’re so precious! Unison Raids resulting in new Take Overs for Lisanna!

9/10, making out while Natsu makes out with his boyfriend

Erlu

I adore the knight/princess vibe they got, and also just love the thought of Erza helping Lucy tap into her own badassry. Their friendship is really overlooked and i think it could be a nice semi-slowburn and then i’d make them a couple after the Edolas arc because Lucy’s torment of Knightwalker being a monster and her relief of seeing her Erza makes me so aahhhh!

8/10 would write a whole multi chapter fic Macao arc — Alverez arc dedicated to them

Luvia

Very similar to Erlu in the dynamic they could’ve had. That episode between them fighting that rocker hair guy in the ToH was so cute and it really showed what they could’ve have if Mashima developed Juvia.

7/10, would write a whole multi chapter fic Phantom Lord arc — Alverez arc dedicated to them, minus a few points bc of canon juvia :(

Lucana

I think this was my first WLW ship in FT, or, at least the one that I was most in love with. Their friendship is so sweet and I wish that Cana would stop groping her in canon :/

7/10, had to take points off for the sexual harassment :((

Lelu

Might be surprised seeing this one ranked so low, seeing as i made lelu canon in my rewrite, but the truth is, i just like different lucy and levy ships more. that being said, this ship is so adorable!

6/10

Rolu

Mostly bc of the future lucy/future rogue angst, but also their dynamic would be so cute! emo black cat and his sunshine golden girlfriend, it’s amazing!

6/10

Flarelu

More of a smaller ship, but they’re adorable. Flare’s little crush is basically canon and Lucy slowly helping her come out of her shell is sweet. Bad start but a cute little ship.

6/10

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sips-tea-cutely · 2 years

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Hiii! I have a BSD request! Its a bot dark but its related to something that Ive been working through lately. Can you do as many bsd characters as you can reacting to their S/O getting emotional on their birtgday because they "didn't think they would make it this far"? Like they struggled with severe depression and suicidal thoughts/SH in their childhood and honestly didn't expect to make it to the age they are now? Its almost my birthday and I've been struggling with the same thing so i wanted some fluff with my favorite characters to help me through it! :) thank you so much!

I’ll never love again because I am so in love with you.

“Everything passes

That is the one and only thing I have thought esembled a truth in the society of human beings here I have dwelled up to now as in a burning hell.

Everything passes.

This year I am twenty-seven.” -No Longer Human

osamu dazai, ango sakaguchi, gin akutagawa, chūya nakahara, akiko yosano, tetchō suehiro, sigma

a/n: let it be known that my friend randomly picked these characters…. ALSO @your--local--freak hey baybee boii emo boi im sorry im in an rawr mood but in an ironic way

#Osamu Dazai

“nightshade~ c’mon!! wakey wakey, it’s time to celebrate!” your boyfriend said while shaking your lucid body.

grumbling at your clear ignorance to him, he started kissing your face; on your forehead, your cheek— anywhere that he was able to reach. “h-?! alrightt!! osamu, im awake..” you groan at his sudden rush to wake up.

“c’mon, let’s get ready, it’s your birthday after all!” he said while removing his pajama shirt. “who are you and what have you done to osamu, when’ve you ever been excited by work?” you silently giggle

“hehe, i got the director to let us have a day off, i want to spend the whole day with you, of course!” he kisses your cheek once again, more gently and endearing rather than playful this time.

︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚.

dragging you to every one of your favorite places, the cafe you used to frequent before joining the agency, the restaurant where the two of you had your first date, and the place you two had first met.

walking home from an arcade he dragged to, you looked unhappy, had he done it all wrong? “is something wrong, my nightshade? you look so sad!” he pouted. “hmm? ahaha, i’m fine osamu really—“ you laugh. “i just honestly did not think i’d still be alive.”

‘still be alive’? that was the thing he’d constantly say to ango and oda, he had felt dizzy from fear. “still be alive? does that mean you were considering committing double suicide with me? how honored, i am!” he grinned. of course, he’d never wish for you to die, you were someone who never did any intentional wrong; you were someone who unlike him, do not deserve to die.

“well, something like that, i guess. i used to be a little hopeless, i never really thought i’d make it.” you bitterly laugh, tears just threatening to spill. ah, no wonder you didn’t want to undress in front of him, you— just like him— had many scars.

what would’ve he wanted when he felt hopeless? someone who would take care of him, validate him when he felt like breaking apart.

suddenly grabbing your waist and lightly brushing your hair, he seems calmer than usual, most unlikely.

“i am glad you’re still alive, my dear. because you’ve done so much for me so, let me take care of you, just for tonight— ‘kay?”

silent for a while, you slightly nod, covering your glassy eyes. noticing the small gesture, he grabbed your cupped hands. how adorable

“well then, let’s get home now shall we? i have one more gift, me~!” he announced.

#Ango Sakaguchi

waking up next to ango was quite rare; his job often demanded late nights and early mornings so just imagine the surprise when you saw ango peacefully next to you, hair uncared for and wild from all the all-nighters.

“ango, you’re late for work, hey!” you quietly shout while tapping on his face. shooting up in fear, ango seemed to remember where he was— at home, with you.

“right… i finished the most urgent documents a week ago and asked chief taneda for two days off. it’s alright— it’s your birthday, after all.” he explained, his heart finally calming from the panic. “what would you want to do, dear?” he rubbed his eyes and put on his glasses.

“let’s just stay in bed for a while…” you lie back down onto the edge of his chest. “mmh, sure, if it’s what you want.” he smiled at your simple domesticity, wrapping his arms around you as the two of you talked about almost anything and everything.

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after seemingly exhausted every conversation you two could’ve ever had, the two of you sat in each others’ presence. noticing you staring at the wall, you seemed melancholic, something akin to dazai’s teenage angst.

“is something wrong?” he asked, sitting up. “mm, it’s nothing major, i just didn’t think i’d still be alive by now…” you mumbled.

hopelessness, that had been something he was familiar with, the port mafia reeked of desperation and misery, even after four years, it still haunts him.

both of his dear friends had dealt with depression and traumas— they drowned in their own hollowness and it ruined them both mentally. this time, he had another chance to stop that from happening again. maybe this could be the way he redeems himself to oda and dazai.

“your life is a beautiful thing, you know? i’m so proud of you for living through your pain, i’ve seen many times how hard it is to live when it seems there is no reason so even living itself is amazing.”

a cold tear fell onto ango’s hand as he caressed your face. “you deserve to be happy because everyone deserves that right.” he smiled at you.

standing up and tugging at your arm, he beckoned you to join him out of the bed and into the living room.

“let’s get up now, then? i still have one more thing to show you, your birthday present.

#Gin Akutagawa

gin mostly did not show any affection publicly, so just imagine the surprise when you see her sneaking into your office with her hair down and her mask off for once.

“happy birthday, s/o!.. i got you this— it’s pastries from this new store that higuchi talked about, i thought maybe you’d like it…” she showed the fabric bag, tied with a red ribbon.

“oh, gin, there’s really no need for gifts, it’s alright!” you reassure her. before she can retort, you expand— “let’s share it instead, how about that?”. a bit confused, she agreed and sat down in the chair facing you.

grabbing one of the powdered confections, “mm… if you don’t mind me, why would you not want a present?” she asked before biting into the treat.

“haah, well i wont lie, it’s just that i never saw a use to living. it’s quite hopeless, really. im surprised im still alive.” you remark, just meekly laughing at the last part.

there’s a familiar look in your eyes, something in ingrained into her mind— ‘those who want to die have an equal desire to kill’, something her older brother often said.

“why would you say that? living up until now is a milestone we should celebrate!” she said, much more confident than usual. “gin, really, there’s no need to talk about it, it’s just something from my childhood..!” you try to move on from the conversation but she can’t.

childhood— did something happened to you? were you raised in similar conditions as her? the slums she grew up in were in terrible condition, were you hunted by traffickers as well? her thoughts ran wild as she thought of what she could do. if you don’t want to talk about it, it’s fine, she just wants to be there for you.

“hmm… i may not know as well as you the conditions you lived under but… i’m so grateful that you are still alive to this day, you mean more to me than you know, s/o.” she said, raven hair just slightly hiding the redness in her cheeks.

barely giving a moment to think, she grabbed you out of your chair. “come!” she smiled elegantly. “it’s your birthday so, let’s have as much fun as you want.”

#Chuya Nakahara

chuya cherished birthdays, especially yours. it is the day that his love was born after all, so did you expect less than for him to go all out?

waiting for you in your shared apartment— a rich dark chocolate cake on the bar counter, slow-dance music playing on CD player, and most importantly— him standing in your doorway with dozens of roses.

jingle, creak… “AAH!” you scream, hitting the intruder with your bad. “shit!” the crimson flora fly all over room as your boyfriend cups his cheek. “chuya?! what the hell are you doing there?” you shakily ask, turning on the lights.

“well, duh, it’s your birthday and i wanted to surprise you.. fuck..” he groans. “don’t just stand there in the dark, it makes you look creepy! are you ok?” you grunt before checking on him yourself.

“yea, nothing that’ll mark.” he breathily laughed at the whole situation. “now, back to what i planned—“ he grabbed some of the roses on the floor. “happy birthday, s/o.” he smiled, giving an endearing kiss on your lips.

“chuya, you really didn’t have to do all of this..” you told him. “i cant treat it like it’s just any day, it’s special because it’s your birthday.” he answered back as he guided you towards the dining table.

“plus, i had to fight off an agency scum for this cake, you better try some.” he joked as he placed it onto the table.

tasting some of the rich cacao, it’s so warm. the feeling of calm fills your psyche. “it’s that good, hm? glad to know.” he smiled, noticing your obvious mellowness. “it’s so comforting” you dreamily said.

“i’m so proud of you for living up until now.”

chuya had always known you had a bad childhood, so he had always made it a statement to express his love. even when he was busy, trying to talk to you about your day while the two of you prepared for bed.

remembering the things you loved and thought of chuya knew like it was the back of his hand but even so, him observing your behavior in the upcoming days till your birthday is so… sweet of him.

“you made it another year, you’re so strong.” he smiled genuinely. noticing the glassy look in your eyes, he pulled himself closer to you. “ah— shit, please don’t cry.” he wiped the tears off with his glove.

“c’mon…” he slightly sighed. “your birthday isn’t meant to be spent being depressed about the past, all that matters is that you’re alive right now so why don’t’ ‘ya celebrate that you got past ‘em?”

“n..noo.. im not sad… you’re just so sweet, ugh…” you groan. “i…” chuya stood, silent… “well, i still stand by what i said, we should still celebrate you.”

#Akiko Yosano

yosano cherishes life, birthdays are a reminder of that. so it’s honestly no surprise that she took you out on a day off.

going to your favorite shops, buying you anything you wanted, she couldn’t say no when it’s your birthday!

“mm, come, i have a reservation at your favorite restaurant” she dragged you along with her, going over to the waiter in the front.

exchanging words, soon enough he showed you over to a table for two, the edge showing a beautiful view of the sky; blue, white and grey fog the sky and move at a snail’s pace.

“fufu… what does it feel to be another year older, dear?” she smiled, admiring your features. “hm, well it still feels a little weird…” you laugh.

“well, that’s just a given, it’ll feel normal eventually.” she reassured. “aah, well that’s part of the problem but most of it is… ah, im ruining such a happy mood, nevermind!”

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finishing your meal, it felt comforting, like it was home. mellow thoughts clouded your head until the staff surrounded you, singing happy birthday as they placed a free dessert in front of you.

“i don’t think i can say it enough but… happy birthday, darling.” yosano stared lovingly. until— she noticed how shaken up you seemed? did you not want to be put on the spot?

“thank you for this day, ‘kiko…” you smile gracefully. “i didnt think i’d make it to see the day, i feel so happy now that i’m with you.” you smile so appreciatively, so lovesick and joyed— the same grateful smile ranpo pulled out of her the day she joined the agency. did she really mean that much to you?

“life is always fleeting, i know better than most how it feels when you want to die at such a young age, and… i’m so proud of you for waking up everyday.”

#Tetchou Suehiro

tetcho was obviously not good with emotions. but something he was sure of was that he loved you so for you, he tries his best to be more affectionate.

coming into your office with some strawberry pudding, he placed it onto your table. “happy birthday, s/o.” he said, grabbing your hand and kissing it. “oh, ‘cho! i’m surprised there isn’t anything… odd about this. hehe, thank you.” you giggle.

“well, i was planning to add shichimi spices as a garnish however, vice commander okura and jouno heavily advised against it.” aha, in his samurai nature, he’s as honest as ever. “mmh… well, it’s still delicious, thank you, tetchou.” you smile and placing the dessert spoon back onto the bowl.

“alright now… what would you like to do? i am here for you.” as monotone as ever, he stood with incredible posture. “‘cho, really it’s fine i’m just glad to spend it with you here.” you wave your hand in reassurance.

“hm, are you sure? this day comes once a year, we should celebrate it.” he tilted his head in confusion. “ahaha, i honestly just wanna spend some time with you, it’s alright..” you respond with an overwhelmingly big smile— a smile he has only seen on jouno when he’d been interrogating various criminals.

“may i know why? whenever it is jouno’s birthday, he is supposedly my superior.” he asked, except for that last part... “i don’t really wanna talk about it, tetchou. let’s just spend some time together.”

slightly pissed with such an indeterminate answer, he started to dig deeper. “please let me know, s/o. so i can comfort you properly.” he pushed.

probably guessing it’s no use since he’d continue to push it, you just sighed tiredly as you vaguely explained the details of your childhood, your problems with suicide and so on. looking back to him, tetchou was silently fuming.

“the people who did this to you, the ones who made you cry— they are the ones who deserve to die. how dare they make a child feel this way?” he narrowed his eyes, as if pondering death. that is until he pulled you close to his chest, losing his hands in your hair.

“i will be here for you to make sure you never cry ever again.” his eyes full of resolution. “that is my promise to you.”

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rock

bang chan (bf) x gn reader

wc: 524

fluff, established relationship

warnings: uhhh I don't think there's any please let me know if you find any!!!!!

a/n: hiiii this is my first fic i post on here (i def wasn’t a wattpad writer or anything) so i’d really appreciate feedback on what i could do better or just in general a comment on how u like it/what u thought :)) A reblog or like if u liked it would also be very very appreciated :D

another short a/n : this is like 99% me writing abt my own rock obsession wishing i had a chan<;/3 yes i did have an emo phase

The music blasted through the speakers while you and Chan sang along.

It was fun. You didn’t know how much you needed this road trip with him, but it felt so freeing being away from daily life and work, even if it was just for a bit, it felt so good. Especially being with Chan.

As the song that was playing slowly came to an end you picked up your phone to play another you were in the mood for. “Is it fine if I switch to another playlist?”, you looked up at Chan, who nodded, eyes still fixated on the road “Yeah sure, go ahead.” Little did he know you were going to play your rock/hard rock playlist on shuffle since you haven’t really listened to it in a while and missed blasting it in the car.

It wasn’t that you were hiding it on purpose or anything like that but it just never really occurred to you to bring up your literal obsession with rock and metal in a conversation with Chan, which was quite odd since music was your topic of conversation more often than not. So the look of surprise on Chan’s face when you started the song and started singing along was priceless.You didn't see it though since you were way into your singing to notice anything around you, you also didn’t notice the fond smile adorning your boyfriend’s face as he glanced at you.

In Chris’ eyes you were adorable.

He let you finish your song before starting to talk. “Didn’t know you were into rock”, he chuckled, turning to look at you with his eyebrows raised.

“Oh, I didn’t tell you about it?”

“Nope”

With the realization slowly hitting you you got more and more shy. ‘Idiot.’ You thought to yourself ‘What if he finds it weird or cringe even?? Ofc he would, who even listens to music from over 10 years ago anymore??? Great. Now he thinks you’re-’

“You’re so cute” Chan cut off your train of thought as if he could read your mind.

“What?” You were dumbfounded. Cute??? He thought you were cute after this????

“Yeah, I mean, it was definitely unexpected but it’s cute.” He chuckled again and the shyness hit you even harder than before.

Now you were a blushing mess trying to hide your face in your hands, the music playing long forgotten. Chan glanced at you again then started laughing.

“You still blush when I call you cute?”

“Shut up” you replied trying to hide your face even further. “You’re adorable” Chan said, patting your head as you whined for him to stop.

“By the way,” he spoke again after a bit, making you look up at him “Hm?”

“Send me the playlist I like it.”

Your whole face lit up with excitement “Really?” “Yeah,” He smiled “You know It’s also great inspo for our new album since we really wanted to go for a rock concept.” You sent him the playlist immediately and started rambling about your favorite songs and bands, and you were the happiest sharing something you loved with the person you loved the most.

masterlist

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